"Sir, if that's the case, do you have any other odd-shaped bones corresponding to your twelve-shaped fist?" asked Bai Ya with some curiosity.

"Of course there is! I told you that there are three kinds of strange-shaped root bones, the implanted demon bones, the mutated atavistic bones, and your martial arts bones. Feng Yang stroked his long hair and said slowly, "In terms of martial bones alone, there are many kinds of them that can be classified by form. For example: ape, snake, eagle, bear, turtle, dragon, etc. ”

"So many ......," Bai Ya was surprised.

"These are relatively common, and there are some uncommon, which can be described as countless!" Feng Yang said with a smile, "The shape of the martial bone has its own benefit to martial arts, such as the shape of an ape, and it is more than an arm bone. His arms are longer than his knees, and it is helpful to cultivate fists and feet, as well as blades.

There is also a serpentine shape, which is mostly a spine, or a snake pupil. Regardless of the spine, the snake pupil has the ability to blind vision, and can outline the view with temperature difference, which is close to the realm of supernatural powers. There are also turtle-shaped and dragon-shaped, and the chest and back bones of the warrior are connected as a whole, which is the talent of the heavens for cultivating hard skills. ”

There are so many strange people in this world! Bai Ya couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, in this way, the shape of the kid's dragon and tiger is really nothing!"

"Yes, if you can recognize yourself clearly and put aside your arrogance and complacency, then your martial arts will be able to progress slowly and not stand still!" Feng Yang smiled and said with relief, "By the way, Yan'er is still concentrating on her cultivation in the past few days?"

When Bai Ya heard Feng Yang ask about Feng Yan, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt like he was cocooned.

He originally suggested that Feng Yang let Feng Yan follow him to practice horse steps first, hoping that the little girl would realize the pain of practicing martial arts and would be able to dispel the idea of practicing martial arts.

But what neither he nor Feng Yang expected was that although Feng Yan was eccentric, he was really not afraid of hardship. persevered under Bai Ya's strict requirements, so that they had no reason for her to give up martial arts training now.

"Forget it, if she really wants to take this path, how can being a parent stop her. Feng Yang saw Bai Ya's strange expression, and immediately sighed, "Fortunately, a certain family is still well-established, even if she practices high or low in the future, it will be enough to support her for a lifetime." ”

This is the daughter's control, this must be the daughter's control! Bai Ya couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

Even if Feng Yan can't practice martial arts, with her beautiful embryo, how can she need you to raise her in the future!

"It's good for Yan Mei to lay a foundation, even if she doesn't take the path of martial arts in the future, at least she can be physically strong, and she will have fewer illnesses and disasters!" This time, Bai Ya comforted Feng Yang, paused, and asked with a somewhat strange expression, "Yan Mei doesn't care for the time being, what about it...... It seems that the situation of the shepherd brother is a little wrong!"

"Lin Mu, did you find it?" Feng Yang smiled strangely.

"Sir, are you sure that Brother Mu has not practiced martial arts before?" Bai Ya couldn't help frowning and asked, thinking of his observations in the past few months.

"Yes, he only let him do some exercises to stretch his muscles and bones, such as standing and running, and did not teach him any specific martial arts moves. Feng Yang seemed to know what Bai Ya wanted to ask, and replied with a smile.

"Brother Shepherd's swordsmanship with the wind and the thirty-six small grappling skills have all been introduced!" Bai Ya said with a wry smile, "I think he should be the kind of talented person in the mouth of Mr."

The sword technique of fluttering with the wind belongs to the main road martial arts of the Zhenwu Dojo, although this martial art can only be regarded as a style of rivers and lakes, but it can be classified into the ranks of sword dance. It has a good effect on enhancing wrist strength, arm strength, waist strength and body footsteps, so it is included in the martial arts hall as the basic martial arts for teaching disciples.

As for the Thirty-Six Road Little Grappler, it is Feng Yang's unique mastery, and it is also an excellent basic martial art.

However, there is a small disadvantage in both martial arts, that is, there are too many moves and too complicated. Ordinary people have just started to practice martial arts, and it takes two or three months just to practice these two martial arts moves.

And Lin Mu only started learning these two martial arts three days ago, in other words, he started at the same time as Bai Ya.

The mixed element iron cloth shirt and iron finger skill that Bai Ya learned have no moves, so leave it alone for the time being. In addition, he learned the Five Elements Fist, Poisonous Dragon Legs, Plum Blossom Five Elements Piles, Twelve-shaped Fist, etc., he only memorized the simplest Five Elements Boxing moves, and the rest have not yet been introduced.

In terms of its moves, just one thirty-six small grappling hand is several times more complex than the Five Elements Fist. But Lin Mu's grappling hands and swordsmanship have all been introduced, and he can even fight decently in the case of Baiya's feeding moves, but I am afraid that he will soon be able to reach the realm of entering the house.

"You're right, Mu'er is extremely talented, although he can't reach the level of memorability and knowledge, but among the martial disciples he has seen, he can be ranked in the top ten!" Feng Yang looked colorful, spread his palms, and gestured.

Bai Ya was slightly taken aback, the martial artists that Feng Yang had seen in Qingcheng Mountain before could not be counted as martial artists. The so-called martial apprentice only refers to the martial artists he has seen in the Zhenwu Dojo in the past five years.

The original martial disciples after Feng Yang arrived at the Zhenwu Dojo, plus the new martial disciples collected by the martial arts hall in the past five years, the total number should be about seven or eight thousand. With the Zhenwu Dojo this year lower than the ratio of recruiting apprentices to 1 out of ten, Lin Mu's martial arts practice qualification can be said to be the only one in 10,000.

In other words, among the 10,000 young people who practice martial arts, there will be one Lin Mu.

"Sir, that's the case, why did Lin Mu ask to worship you as a teacher that day, but you were helpless!" Bai Ya was taken aback, and still had some doubts in his heart.

"Because he is not suitable for practicing a certain martial arts!" Feng Yang said with a wry smile, "He is different from you, you have a calm heart, far better than a teenager, but your qualifications are ordinary, and you are suitable for practicing simple moves, but powerful fist and foot kung fu." But his heart is beating out of his heart, and his comprehension is extremely high, which is more suitable for cultivating martial arts with strange moves, especially for kendo!"

Hearing Feng Yang's evaluation, Bai Ya smiled bitterly.

He knows his own business, although he was an otaku in his previous life, he has also graduated from college and worked. After five or six years of crawling in society, he is simply an adult.

Lin Mu, a little kid who had just turned thirteen years old, no matter how talented he was, how could he compare his mentality with him? The young man should have been like Lin Mu!

"I wanted to choose another kendo martial artist for Lin Mu, but he was too anxious, and he was stimulated by the introduction of a certain person, so he had to agree to accept him first. Feng Yang said with a wry smile, "However, his physical foundation is still shallow, so he is not in a hurry, and he can choose another kendo master for him in the next two years......

Bai Ya frowned slightly, vaguely feeling in his heart that Feng Yang had done something inappropriate this time.

He doted on Lin Mu too much, if this was the case, he shouldn't have agreed to accept Lin Mu in the first place.

Unlike a teacher, there can only be one teacher, and it can indeed be divided into multiple professors, but no martial artist is willing to share apprentices with others. Unless Feng Yang pays a huge price, the other martial artists will reluctantly agree to teach Lin Mu Kendo, and the effect will be greatly reduced.

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already a month later.

"Sir, Patriarch, my palms don't seem to be good?"

Bai Ya climbed out of the bathtub and stretched out his left palm in frustration to show it to Feng Yang and Dong Ming. I saw that his left palm was more than twice as swollen as his right palm, and the roots of his fingers were like small radishes, and his skin was purple-brown.

"The tiger's claws have become bear paws, two sect leaders, are you sure that the kid is the root bone in the shape of a dragon and a tiger, not a bear?" Bai Ya quipped self-deprecatingly.

"Go, when Lao Tzu can touch the bones and measure the capital, your kid hasn't been born yet!" Dong Ming was angry and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Let's go, Master Wang Ling of the Treasure Dining Hall has already arrived in the lobby, so please take a look!" Feng Yang frowned and said slowly, "However, you have to remember that next time, if you don't have to, don't seek medical treatment elsewhere." My Zhenwu Dojo's Langzhong doesn't work, I can also invite the imperial doctor in the palace......"

"Yes!" Bai Ya shrunk his neck and agreed with a dark smile.

Speaking of which, it started before January......

At that time, Bai Ya had just cultivated the Mixed Yuan Iron Cloth Shirt, and after a few medicinal baths, his left palm actually began to show an abnormal light brown color.

At first, Bai Ya and Dong Ming didn't care, they just thought that the medicinal power was too heavy, and the number of medicinal baths and the amount of medicinal materials were reduced in the next few times.

But the two soon discovered that the color of their palms had the opposite effect of the medicated bath, because the more they reduced the number of medicated baths, the faster the color of Bai Ya's left palm would deepen. However, when the amount of medicated bath is increased, the change in the color of the palm is not so obvious.

At the same time, in addition to the color change, Bai Ya's palm slowly showed signs of swelling a week ago, until it became the current appearance. And even if he becomes like this, his left palm is still not painful. On the contrary, it is abnormally hard, and when you knock it with metal, it can even make the sound of gold and iron.

However, what was strange was that the other parts of Bai Ya's body, including the palm of his right hand, were not abnormal, which made Dong Ming and Feng Yang a little confused.

The martial arts disciples of the Zhenwu Dojo are often injured in battles, so the martial arts hall cooperates with many medical centers in Chengdu. It's just that Feng Yang has invited a few Langzhong, but everyone has nothing to do about Bai Ya's strange symptoms.

Among them, there was a famous acupuncture and mocturist Langzhong, who couldn't even pierce the back of Bai Ya's hand with a silver needle, and after breaking several medical tools one after another, he had to shake his head with a wry smile and leave.

Fortunately, among the people Bai Ya knew, there was also a Tang Hunt who joined the Treasure Dining Hall.

Since the secular physician can't help it, then as the physician and martial artist of the Medicine King Valley, there should always be some way!

It's just that after Baiya asked Tang Hunt to invite his Meng Master, that is, Doctor Wang Ling, who had just arrived in the lobby, he was scolded by Feng Yang and Dong Ming at the same time.

Bai Ya looked down on the view of the portal of this world, the way of master and apprentice in this world was countless times better than his previous life, but the view of the portal was extremely profound.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts!

Even if it only involved the medical Dao, Dong Ming and Feng Yang were reluctant to invite the Bao Shan Tang Doctor, who was also on the periphery of the Immortal Martial Sect.

If it weren't for Bai Ya's palm, which was already terrifying, and it was a friend's mentor who was invited, Feng Yang was afraid that he would have turned Wang Ling away at this time. According to his original intention, he had to spend a lot of money to invite the imperial doctor who lived in Chengdu.

Just thinking like this, Bai Ya and Feng Yang had already arrived in the lobby, and saw an old man with a clear face and a long beard under his chin, as well as Tang Hunt who was standing quietly behind the old man with his head down.