For the next period of time.

In Zhang Lu's originally simple and repetitive life, there is one more thing.

That is to learn martial arts.

Learning martial arts is not like cultivating immortals.

Not so much exquisite.

Taught by a master, able-bodied, eating and drinking, and willing to take the time to hone... You can produce some results.

In this way, the mine is for Zhang Lu.

It's really a good place to practice martial arts.

Most of the iron sand palms are practiced with a strong strength, which was originally pure external kung fu, and later after continuous evolution, there are also more medicinal baths and internal strengthening methods, both internal and external.

Yuan's iron sand palm handed down by Yuan Xiang belongs to the small boxing type, although it is also practiced with iron sand, but it is a soft strength, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as 'iron hand cotton palm'.

This practice reduces the destruction of the iron sand palm on the body, and in comparison, it seems to be long. But it also greatly reduced the power of this palm technique, Yuan Xiang has practiced the iron palm for thirty years, and he has ten bricks under one palm, only the top two pieces are crushed into slag.

According to Yuan Xiang, Yuan's iron sand palm has been practiced, and his hands are grinding plates, which seem clumsy but have a grinding power, and they are practiced to the extreme, and they are as solid as clay.

Moreover, it can temporarily seal all the pores on the hands, so that the palms are ironclad and inviolable.

The combination of daily mining and practice not only greatly enhanced the speed of mining, but also made progress in Zhang Lu's Iron Palm Kung Fu.

It's just that Yuan Xiang repeatedly asked Zhang Lu to suppress the progress of the iron palm, and asked him to practice more supporting breathing methods. Because of Zhang Lu's crazy practice, it is very likely that he has excessively injured his muscles and bones, and the dark injuries are lurking, once he is over forty years old, his qi and blood decay, these injuries will continue to erupt, and eventually kill him.

As a person who practices martial arts, Yuan Xiang fell ill so easily in the mine, because he did not listen to persuasion when he was young, which led to his lack of qi and blood and weak physical fitness.

Zhang Lu didn't listen to it, he was already thirty years old, even if he died at the age of forty, these ten years would be like hell for him. The only purpose of his life now is to overturn the case and get revenge.

The purpose of overturning the case is to wash away grievances and give an explanation to parents, and revenge is to settle grudges and give an explanation to his wife and children.

Zhang Lu could see that Yuan Xiang had already regretted teaching him the kung fu of the Iron Palm, because Yuan Xiang had no intention of teaching Zhang Lu the most critical killing moves of the Yuan Iron Palm. Practicing the palm technique every day, Zhang Lu has a feeling of unfinished, and the force is sent to the end of the palm, but there is still no strength left to break out, and he is aggrieved in his heart. It's just that with Zhang Lu's own martial arts knowledge, it is naturally impossible to make up for this unfinished meaning.

Syllable!

The rock wall of the rough mine was smeared by Zhang Lu with his palm, and although Zhang Lu's palm was red, there was no trace of oily skin.

After practicing the iron palm for more than a month, Zhang Lu's palm is three points thicker than ordinary people's palms, and the hand bones seem to have become longer. The large hands on the sides of the arms looked a little incongruous.

If you can take an X-ray, you can see that Zhang Lu's hand bones have been deformed, covered with large and small dark wounds, and the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the dark wounds even have a tendency to spread towards his heart.

Yuan Xiang persuaded Zhang Lu to no avail, he already didn't care about his life or death, if a person was bent on jumping on the road to death, even nine cows would not be able to pull it back.

Click!

Zhang Lu's palm brushed the rock wall, and he felt slightly that his palm seemed to crush something.

Then the color of the road changed slightly.

He'd just smashed one with his hand. Although he had never seen the size of the energy crystal, with the slight touch of his hand, Zhang Lu could know that this energy crystal was not small, and it was even larger than the one he found before, which was more than three taels. Such an energy crystal shattered, and it was found that it was a proper shot.

Now Zhang Lu finally regretted not listening to Yuan Xiang's admonition.

The practice is too aggressive, although the power of the palm is increasing day by day, but the hyperplasia of keratin also blocks the sharpness of the hand, the palm of the hand rubbed on the rock wall, Zhang Lu didn't even feel the presence of Nengjing, resulting in excessive force.

Regret is useless, Zhang Lu knows that he can't always block the broken place of Nengjing with his hands, otherwise judging from the picture on the monitor, sooner or later he will find out that something is wrong with him.

There is no water under the mine, and the body is contaminated with the smell of energy that overflows after the energy crystal is broken, and specially trained military dogs will smell it.

In a hurry, Zhang Lu couldn't take care of it, and when he loosened the pores of his hands, he had to squeeze out the sweat and use the sweat to cover up the broken taste of the crystals. Although it is also a sin to sweat on the rock wall, the punishment is much lighter.

At the moment when the pores of his hands were opened, a warm and heavy energy poured in along the open pores.

For a moment, Zhang Lu even felt the change in the bone of his right hand.

The warm and heavy energy swept through his palms like a whirlwind, combing through the veins and bones of his hands, following his breathing, entering his cardiovascular system and removing the impurities from the dark wound.

Call!

A fishy wind erupted from his mouth, and when he exhaled this breath, Zhang Lu felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. It used to be like an invisible hand grasping the heart, but now this feeling is gradually disappearing, almost nothing.

The slightly gigantic right hand has shrunk slightly, and the shape of the palm doesn't look as awkward as before.

The comfortable feeling made Zhang Lu relax his vigilance and let go of his palm.

"Not good!"

Zhang Lu wanted to block it with his hands again, but he saw a fine sand floating down, but there was no shadow of crystallization.

"Is it a delusion?"

Zhang Lu shook his head, the feeling of repairing his right hand was still there, the warm and heavy energy had not all disappeared, it should be that the energy of the energy crystal had been completely absorbed by him, and the energy crystal fragment that had lost its special energy looked no different from ordinary sand.

Zhang Lu knew that he had unexpectedly found a way to make Yuan's Iron Sand Palm extraordinary, Yuan Xiang had never found the effect of the Nengjing on the Yuan's Iron Sand Palm, that was because he was too careful, he was careful not to destroy a Nengjing, which also caused him to miss the biggest opportunity.

All the energy crystal energy is absorbed into the body, as long as the pores on the hands are closed when leaving the mine, so that the breath does not leak, Zhang Lu is sure to hide the noses of those military dogs.

Sure enough, when he went to the well, Zhang Lu controlled the muscles in his hands, tightened the pores, and did not leak the slightest breath. The vicious military dog circled around Zhang Lu a few times, and although he was a little puzzled, he didn't bark. After all, it's just a dog, and I don't know that sometimes suspicion warrants a conviction.

Sure that it worked, Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. The courage has also grown.

In the next month, Zhang Lu was secretly absorbing the energy in the energy crystal to help the iron palm cultivate, although the number of energy crystals handed in was a little less, but not much less, and the officers who were responsible for receiving the energy crystals were not suspicious.

On the contrary, Yuan Xiang saw it, and saw that Zhang Lu's hand shape had improved, thinking that Zhang Lu had woken up and reduced the destruction of his hands, and was quite happy.

With the cultivation of Nengjing, Zhang Lu's hands gradually changed back, and even became a little white and tender, just like when he used to sit in the office, he didn't look like a pair of hands selling coolies.

And Zhang Lu's Yuan's iron sand palm has already surpassed Yuan Xiang and entered the peak realm. As long as he wants, as long as he pokes slightly, he can poke a person's head.

Zhang Lu's changes may be unaware of others, but Yuan Xiang sees it in his eyes, but there are huge waves in his heart.

Zhang Lu's cultivation of Yuan's iron palm was only three months, but he left his heir, who had cultivated for thirty years, far behind, if there was no trace of greasy in it, he would not believe it if he killed Yuan Xiang.

At one o'clock in the morning, Yuan Xiang touched Zhang Lu's dormitory, looking at Zhang Lu lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, Yuan Xiang's eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness, and he slapped Zhang Lu with a palm.

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