Evening.

Li Boyang returned to the station for the third time.

After handing in the collected medicinal materials, he went to the small library non-stop.

The small library is really just a small library.

With only two floors, it is still low and the space is small.

The books in it are even more pitiful, and most of the books are rubbed herbal drawings, and there are few words.

Most of the people who come to work as medicine pickers are too poor to survive.

I can't live anymore, and naturally there are not many people who can read and write.

I don't know the words, so naturally it's the most direct to look at the picture.

Li Boyang is an exception in front of him.

His family was originally a rich peasant, and he could still afford to send his children to school.

The predecessor was not very good at reading, and he didn't continue to read after a few years.

Even so, it is literate.

Although the memory of the predecessor is more like watching a movie for Li Boyang.

But Li Boyang still has the ability of the predecessor.

But he didn't have to learn to read and write, which saved him a lot of trouble.

So when he's fine, he likes to go into the small library.

On the one hand, take a look at the rubbing picture book of medicinal materials and take a deeper look at the ability to collect medicines.

On the other hand, you can read miscellaneous books to expand your horizons a little.

The books in the small bookstore are all second-hand.

It should be the deacon of Wu Yuezong who is in charge of collecting medicines, and he got it from anywhere casually.

Normally, the books I bought should all be rubbing-print picture books.

But in fact, except for some more conventional and important picture books on medicinal herbs, most of the books have not been checked at all.

It is not surprising that there are shoddy cases in the book.

Rubbed books, after all, are painted, and the cost is much more expensive than plain word books, even if they are second-hand.

The money was sent to buy ten rubbing picture books, but the person in charge only bought five copies, and the rest took some miscellaneous books to fill the number, and then filled his pocket with the extra money, which is really not clever, but it is very effective.

Why is the small book building two-storey?

Just go in and flip through the book.

The first floor is mostly filled with herbal picture books.

The second floor is full of miscellaneous books.

Anyone who understands understands.

Li Boyang gave a big thumbs up to the corruption of some people.

If these people really don't be greedy for anything, there will naturally be no miscellaneous books in the small library.

If he wants to understand the world by reading books, it will naturally not be established.

Not to mention, some miscellaneous books are actually very useful, not only can you understand some customs, but even some cheats.

will be stuffed into the cheats of the small library, don't expect it to be a magic master.

It's definitely rotten street.

Li Boyang doesn't care about this, after all, no matter how bad the street is, it still costs money to buy cheats.

Isn't it bad to be able to prostitute for nothing?

White prostitution makes him happy.

There are only three simple fist and foot kung fu books in total.

They are "Three Fists of the Fierce Bull", "Iron Wall Gong (Disabled)", and "The Spirit Cat Pounces".

The significance of these three cheats to Li Boyang is not that he has kung fu to practice, but that he has such a disgraceful understanding of the power system of this world.

After crossing into this world.

Li Boyang made various attempts at the first time.

The first is the basic trioform of the ultimate version...... Well, it doesn't work.

Then there are the basic six forms of the core version, the basic nine forms of the advanced version, and the basic thirteen forms of the optimized version...... None of it works.

It seems that the change in the world has caused the exercises in the Ashisheng realm to be completely ineffective in this realm.

In the end, it was the original "Basic Thirteen Forms" that had a slight reaction.

But this reaction is completely different from the reaction of the collusion element.

It's more like igniting some kind of power in the body, the body heats up, the blood boils, and the stomach suddenly becomes extremely hungry.

Fortunately, Li Boyang has taken into account all kinds of situations, and has already prepared a basket of steamed buns.

But he was not starved to death.

The greatest role of "Basic Thirteen Forms" in the Lusheng Realm is to connect the Yuan Energy and advance to the extraordinary.

In this world, the role has undergone a 180-degree transformation, no longer targeting external energy, but beginning to focus on itself.

It's more like some kind of martial arts foundation, activating the body, increasing strength, and shaping muscles.

This is the rhythm of being a big trumpet??

Li Boyang couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and always felt that this speculation was not very reliable.

Then not long after, he saw the three cheats in the small library.

Facts have proved that Li Boyang's suspicion was correct.

Although "Iron Wall Gong (Remnant)" only has the first six styles, and there is only one internal cultivation method, it also proves that the power of this world is not only focused on the physical body.

Li Boyang held the cheats in his hand, but in the end he didn't dare to cultivate, because there were so many proper nouns on it, and he couldn't understand it at all.

The difference between one word and the error is a thousand miles, he doesn't want to cultivate himself into a crazy Ouyang Feng.

I won't touch it until I'm completely sure.

However, "Three Fists of the Fierce Bull" is a pure external skill, which is subtly similar to "Basic Thirteen Shapes", but it has more so-called power luck.

From this point of view, although "Three Fists of the Fierce Bull" also contains one or two cultivation methods, it is more inclined to fight than exercises.

As for "The Spirit Cat Pounce", it is a kind of body move, which looks exquisite, but unfortunately there is only one move, and there is no cultivation, which is relatively thin.

Li Boyang compared the two-style cultivation methods that come with "Three Fists of the Fierce Bull" with "The Thirteen Forms of Basics".

It took about ten days to integrate the work of this rotten street into "Basic Thirteen Shapes".

The reason why it is so easy is that, on the one hand, "Three Fists of the Fierce Ox" is really simple, and on the other hand, "The Thirteen Forms of the Basics" can completely cover the practice of "Three Fists of the Fierce Ox" by slightly modifying the previous forms.

On the contrary, it was the power and luck of "Three Punches of the Fierce Bull", which took him more than a month to fully master.

This may seem like a long time, but it's actually a bit surprising.

If you can practice the exercises by reading a book, what else do you need a teacher to do? What else does the sect need to do?

Let's all go read a book.

Without a master to guide you, you can master the ways and means of power operation by yourself, and only a few geniuses can barely do it.

Li Boyang didn't know this.

He even felt that his qualifications were a little too bad?

The cheats of the big road goods, it actually took so much time?

Even if there is no one to teach, more than a month is a bit too long.

Well, it's certainly not my fault.

It must be that the physical talent of the predecessor is too poor, even if I figure it out, but if I want to do it, it still takes dozens of times more time.

This matter was quickly dumped by Li Boyang on his predecessor, and then he left it behind with peace of mind.

Concentrate on trying to figure out the deep secrets under the operation of power.

In Li Boyang's view, the so-called power luck, to put it bluntly, is actually the operation mode of muscle power, mixed with the power of losing blood.

After "Basic Thirteen Forms" covers the cultivation method of "Three Fists of the Fierce Bull", the effect is more and more obvious, the muscle growth is more rapid, the blood seems to be able to hear the sound of rattling, and the abdominal dantian often has a strange feeling of warmth and warmth.

When a punch is thrown according to the route of a specific force and luck, there seems to be a trace of heat flowing out of the dantian and stimulating along the fist.

This kind of weak power, at Li Boyang's level at this time, should not be perceptible.

However, he has a [precise] soul talent, and no matter how subtle the changes in his body are, he can't escape his perception of himself.

He could even vaguely feel that this faint and almost non-existent trace of heat seemed to be born from the blood.

Li Boyang immediately remembered that the Burning Blood System of the Lusheng Realm was extraordinary, the two were obviously somewhat similar, their strength came from blood, but they were very different.

In the end, the Burning Blood System is still energy-based, biased towards the direction of flames.

And the power of this world seems to be more inclined to strengthen itself.

However, based on Li Boyang's understanding of the world is still very shallow, he cannot make a conclusion.

Because no one knows if there are other forms of power beyond this blood-based power.

So far, Li Boyang has only read half of the books in Xiaoshulou, mainly because of the limited time.

After most people collect medicine, they are so tired that they want to die or live, and the ghost still has the heart to run here to read a book.

Generally, they are newcomers who have just come to collect medicines, and they come here to read the pictures and recognize the herbs and prepare for going up the mountain.

Although Li Boyang has the talent of [vitality], he can read books here without sleeping, but this is inevitably too much, and it is not normal to look at it.

He understands the truth that the gun shoots the first bird, and when he is still weak, he is still mainly Gou, and he comes to read books for half an hour every day, which is already the limit.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Li Boyang put down the books in his hand with some reluctance, and bent down the narrow stairs from the second floor of the small study building.

The old man who was reading the book raised his eyebrows, "You are really patient, you run here every day, and the book is so beautiful?" ”

"Uncle Wang, you're right, the book is really good." Li Boyang sighed, "There's nothing to relax here, what else can I do if I don't read a book?" ”

"Besides, aren't you reading either?"

Uncle Wang looked at the picture book "XX Merry" in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "We are different." ”

"Isn't it all relaxing? What's different. Li Boyang shrugged.

Seemingly...... Seems to be the case?

Uncle Wang frowned, he always felt that something was wrong, "Forget it, I can't talk about you, what you say is what you are." ”

Then he shook his head again, "You should go to study like this, why did you come here to be a medicine picker?" Hey, the world is really impermanent. ”

Then he ignored Li Boyang, lowered his head and continued to read.

Li Boyang fooled Uncle Wang, thinking about whether to stop for a few days, he still came to read books so often, which was still a bit attention-grabbing.

This is in great conflict with his idea of wanting to keep a low profile and keep quiet.

It's a pity that you can't borrow books, otherwise there would be no such trouble.

As a result, as soon as I walked out of the door of the small library, I heard a commotion at the outer door.

The location of the small study building is relatively high, and you can see from a distance that there are circles of people around the junction of medicinal materials.

I could faintly hear a heart-rending cry coming from there.

"It's so ugly to cry, it's a good thing to be able to leave, what are you crying about, I'm really disgusted."

Sitting in the book building, Uncle Wang, who had just turned a few pages, shouted dissatisfied.

Li Boyang turned around at the door, "Yo, uncle, do you know what's going on?" ”

"Hey, every five or six years, there are always one or two lucky people who can get rid of the identity of the medicine picker at one time, and after listening to it a lot, they naturally don't need to look at it to know it."

"Listen...... Listen a lot? Li Boyang didn't understand a little.

"Can you leave, and you can still bring a lot of money, can you not cry with excitement?" Uncle Wang rolled his eyelids and replied impatiently.

It's been like this for a long time, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.

Li Boyang said hello to Uncle Wang, and with the idea of going with the flow, he also walked over there.

I was going to take a look around, but when I got the meaning, I left.

As a result, before he walked to the place, Li Boyang saw the somewhat familiar face in the center of the crowd from a distance.

Is that...... Zhang Xingxi?

He also really has rare medicinal herbs to pick?

In this way, he should have succeeded, but he didn't know how many people he called for medicine, and finally hung a few more.

Next to Zhang Xingxi, a slightly thin middle-aged man was covering his face and sobbing.

It seems that there is no one else except this man.

Is this the person who helped collect the medicine all dead?

Only one person remained...... Does it mean that the danger of cherishing medicinal herbs is too great, and people are not dying because of themselves?

It's a bit like being a bitch and setting up a torii.

But think about it, most of the people who will come to be medicine pickers are poor families, and their minds are not complicated.

It's really not easy to see through Zhang Xingxi's small movements.

The lucky middle-aged man, at this time, Bacheng had already put his heart into Zhang Xingxi.

Maybe this man has some other unique skills, Zhang Xingxi wants to repay the favor.

Hey, I'm so bad at thinking about so many bad things in such a short period of time.

Li Boyang couldn't help but complain about himself, and was about to turn around and leave.

saw Zhang Xingxi in the distance, and looked at him with provocative eyes.