The news of the king's shopkeeper's death spread quickly.

Li Ping'an has heard several waves of people talking on the street, one is that Shili Xiang is quite famous in the capital, and the other is that the case is too rough.

The master of Qi Mansion is the Marquis of Weiyuan, a great upstart, who has made great contributions to the southern and northern wars, and the official worships the general and the commander of the Beijing camp, which is highly trusted and reused by His Majesty.

The masters of the house are like clouds, and they are heavily defended, even if they put wings on the king's shopkeeper, they can't steal the treasure.

However, it doesn't matter if you steal or not, anyway, the officials found the stolen goods from the wine shop, and the evidence is ironclad!

Some people say that the big housekeeper has taken a fancy to the secret recipe of winemaking, and forcing it to buy it will not succeed.

Some people also said that the prince of the Hou Mansion wanted to make money and instructed the chief housekeeper to go to the market to find a profitable business, but the shopkeeper Wang was unlucky and was selected.

"Originally, I wanted to rely on the knowledge of chemistry in my previous life to make soap distilled liquor and burn glass, easily earn a lot of silver, and then spend money to brush up on merits, but this road really didn't work."

Daqian has no so-called laws and human rights at all, and one day Li Ping'an invents a secret recipe, and the big man can take it away with a word, and if he doesn't give it, he will die.

If you give the secret recipe, you will probably die!

The big man will not have pity for the ants, just like the ants move to amuse the children, and they will inevitably take a soak in urine.

"If you stay away from fame and fortune, you will stay away from danger!"

The tragic experience of the shopkeeper Wang made Li Ping'an's mind about learning martial arts even heavier, in case one day there was suddenly more stolen goods at home, he couldn't be caught with his hands tied.

When the common people entered the yamen, what they waited for was not fairness, but torture!

Soon he was full of food and drink, and took out the broken silver to settle the bill.

The shopkeeper weighed it carefully with a basket, cut off two cents of silver, and returned the rest of the bow.

"The messenger often comes."

Li Ping'an agreed casually, left the restaurant, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the door of the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall without stopping.

The gold-lettered plaque, the red-lacquered gate, and the two guards on the left and right stand by their swords.

This is the only martial arts hall in Yongxingfang, and the contemporary owner of the museum, Chen Yan, is a martial arts man, upright, and has many praises in the community.

Li Ping'an stepped forward and said, "Yongxingfang undertaker, Li Ping'an, came to learn martial arts." ”

"Follow me."

The guard on the left opened the door and led the way, and Li Ping'an followed him to the practice ground in the front yard, where he saw twenty or thirty men practicing their strength with their bare backs.

Boxing, standing on stakes, lifting stone locks, dancing broadswords......

The men are not afraid of the severe cold of winter, and the heat in their bodies is steaming, forming a mist visible to the naked eye.

In the corner of the practice ground, a majestic man with a height of eight feet, sitting on the Taishi chair with a golden knife, used a gold-backed broadsword weighing dozens of catties to manicure his nails.

The guard stepped forward and bowed down and said, "Senior Brother Luo, this person is here to learn martial arts." ”

"Too old."

Senior Brother Luo's eyebrows were like lightning, and he looked Li Ping'an up and down: "The breath is unstable, the muscles are relaxed, the age is too old, the muscles and bones are fixed, the martial arts qualifications are inferior, and it is difficult to achieve success in martial arts!" ”

"Don't ask for a lot of strength, just keep fit."

Li Ping'an doesn't care about qualifications, one year of practice can't achieve ten years, and ten years of practice can't achieve a hundred years.

After practicing persistently for a thousand years, pigs can cultivate into monsters, and Li Ping'an doesn't believe that he is stupider than pigs.

"Ugly words are ahead, if you can't practice, you won't return the money, take him to choose the exercises, and if you don't understand anything in the future, you can come and ask me."

Senior Brother Luo doesn't like to deal with officials, but he doesn't deliberately make things difficult.

The officials are afraid of the prestige of the golden sword man, and they don't dare to say anything in front of them, and they will make things bad behind their backs, such as letting the handymen who collect gold juice be lazy, and it won't be long before the martial arts hall stinks.

The guard took Li Ping'an to the main room in the backyard, where sat an old man with a goatee, with a clear face and gray hair.

"Uncle Shi, the new apprentice is here to buy the exercises."

"Pick it yourself, two or two."

The old man pointed to the bookshelf, which was full of blue books, at least three or four hundred.

Li Ping'an stepped forward to check one by one and found that the books in each grid of the bookshelf were the same, so he deduced that there were about 20 kinds of exercises.

"Iron cloth shirt, iron head skill, eagle claw skill, through arm fist, poke foot skill......"

Check the introduction of the exercises one by one, and find that the exercises, as the name suggests, are to strengthen the muscles and bones in the corresponding positions of the body, and there is the power to open the stele and crack the stone after the completion of the work.

Li Ping'an asked: "Senior, do you have any exercises to temper the muscles and bones of the whole body?" ”

"Absolutely."

The old man nodded slightly: "After the introduction of the forging body, you will officially apprentice and become a disciple of the Golden Dao Sect, you will be able to learn more intelligent exercises, and you will enter the realm of bone quenching in the future, and there is also a method of refining the internal strength of the internal organs in the door." ”

Li Ping'an frowned slightly: "Is there no other way?" ”

The apprenticeship in this era is not simple, the so-called one day as a teacher and a father for life is equivalent to recognizing a father.

When the teacher has something, the disciple obeys his work, dares not to obey the call, and does not break the law by beating him to death on the spot.

The prince of heaven and earth is not only an ethical relationship, but also written into the law, and the crime of disobedience is ranked among the most heinous crimes.

"There is no such thing as a free bun!"

The old man saw that Li Ping'an was reluctant to apprentice, and his voice changed, and his tone was a little joking.

"But it's not absolute, if you can practice all the martial arts such as Iron Head Gong, Iron Cloth Shirt, Tongjian Fist, Eagle Claw Gong, etc., then the limbs and bones will far exceed ordinary people, and the effect is comparable to the supreme mastery of King Kong is not bad!"

When the guard next to him heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

No one in the rivers and lakes knows this truth, but the number of people in the world is numerous, and it is not easy to practice three or five martial arts, how can they have the energy to practice more than a dozen martial arts.

Therefore, the people in the rivers and lakes are obsessed with the magic of magic in order to increase their strength and realm the fastest in their limited lives.

Relying on third-rate exercises to cultivate Vajra is not bad, it is just an unrealistic conjecture.

Li Ping'an pressed the surprise in his heart, thought for a moment, and took a blue booklet from the bookshelf.

Iron leg work.

"Others practice martial arts to compete for fame and fortune, but I just want to survive, so I practice my legs first, and run away when danger comes!"

Li Ping'an's first thought was that as long as I ran fast, danger would not be able to catch up with me.

The second thing is, as long as I run faster than others, I can survive!

Two taels of silver bought exercises, and they also had to buy body forging ointment in the martial arts hall to nourish and protect the muscles, bones and muscles, otherwise people would practice and die.

The formula of the ointment is a secret of the martial arts hall, and it is sold to the apprentices to boil the pills.

One or two pieces of silver and a walnut-sized black pill, melt it with hot water before practicing, apply it according to the guidance of the exercises, and consume one every time you practice martial arts.

This is the real difficulty of cultivating martial arts!

There is no shortage of exercises in the rivers and lakes, and the entry is only two taels of silver a volume, and ordinary people can afford it by gritting their teeth, and even the story of falling off the cliff and picking up the secret book of magic in the book does happen in reality.

However, the cost of follow-up cultivation was prohibitive for ordinary people.

The decoction used in martial arts training every year costs two or three hundred taels, and ordinary small landlords are poor.

This is the first level of forging the body realm, and there are also quenching bones and refining organs in the future, and the medicinal materials required are more precious and expensive, and it is difficult for non-big families to provide for them.

"No wonder it is said that the poor are rich and martial, even if they have some assets at home and don't have to worry about eating and drinking, they can't help spending like this."

Li Ping'an found that martial arts cultivation was a bottomless pit, but he had to fall into it for safety.