"Cover the door?" Bai Ya asked curiously, "Is it the part of the body that the iron cloth shirt can't protect?"

"Nowadays, the luck breathing technique of martial arts is all mature, and there is no body part that cannot be protected by internal qi. Dong Ming said with a deep groan, "The iron cloth shirt cover door is just a general term, and there are two kinds of so-called cover doors. ”

"The first type of cover door is produced by a variant of the iron cloth shirt with internal qi properties close to the original, and is roughly located at the source of the internal qi. According to the practice methods of different internal skills, they are in the three acupoints of Parkway, Jizhong and Qihai. If the internal qi is practiced too early, the source of its acceptance has instead become the door of hard work, which is what the Buddhists say about cause and effect. ”

Dong Ming shook his head and smiled, "The second type of cover door is owned by the two sets of variant iron cloth shirts of internal qi circulation in the body, and it is difficult to judge the location. Generally, it is the intersection of two sets of internal gas circulation lines, which is the weakest point of the internal gas of the iron cloth shirt. The advantage of this iron cloth shirt is that outsiders do not know where the cover door is, and the disadvantage is that there are many more cover doors than the first one. ”

"I see!" Bai Ya nodded, and then asked, "Patriarch, you just said that Shaolin Temple also has a kind of internal strength and hard skill called the Golden Bell Jar, doesn't it have the defects of the mutant iron cloth shirt?"

"No, it also has a cover door, but unlike the variant Iron Cloth Shirt, the Golden Bell Jar can be practiced to the consummation of the door disappearing. Its internal strength is Shaolin Tongzigong. Seriously speaking, the golden bell jar is an iron cloth shirt that also cultivates children's skills, and after practice, it is also a vajra incorruptible dharma body. Dong Ming said with some yearning.

"The difference between the golden bell jar and the genuine iron cloth shirt is that in the early stage, it trains the internal organs in the early stage and strengthens the resistance to poisons and cold qi, while the iron cloth shirt does not have such an effect in the early stage. ”

"That'...... Imam, is there a golden bell jar circulating in the rivers and lakes?" Bai Ya asked with interest.

"In addition to the children's skills, the hard gong practice method is no different from the iron cloth shirt. It's just that if you don't also practice children's skills, the warrior only recognizes the iron cloth shirt, so there is no such thing as a variant of the golden bell jar. ”

Speaking of this, Dong Ming smiled bitterly, "But if you want to cultivate Tongzigong at the same time, it will take decades and six roots to be pure, not a monk is better than a monk! In addition to being a monk directly, you can't practice even if you get a full set of cheats. ”

Bai Ya was frustrated when he heard this, he was deeply affected by his previous life. Since I knew that there were Shaolin Temple and seventy-two stunts in this world, I often dreamed that I had a Yijin Sutra in my left hand and a Jiuyang Divine Skill in my right hand, and I was invincible all over the world.

Now that I think about it, let's not mention whether these two kinds of kung fu can be learned, even if you learn to do it, I'm afraid it will be like an iron cloth shirt and a golden bell jar, and there should be great restrictions. If you really let him become a monk, then you will stop cooking.

"Okay, the time has come, let's go take a medicinal bath!" Dong Ming looked at the small hourglass on the ground, and staggered the stunned Bai Ya with a stick.

The two came to the wing room, and Bai Ya took off the iron sand coat in twos and threes, and took a deep breath. With that kind of heavy object, the lungs are compressed, and it will be difficult to breathe after a long time.

I saw that he was now wearing only a pair of short pants all over his body, and he was covered in sweat. Because of the relationship between practicing the mixed yuan iron cloth shirt, his hair was all shaved and became a big bald head, coupled with the relationship of facial paralysis, he now looks a bit like a "one-hit man".

"Let's go in!" Dong Ming pointed to a large bath bucket in the room, and handed Bai Ya a hollow leather rod, "Bury your whole body underwater, ventilate with a suction rod, until you pull the suction rod, and then get up!"

Bai Ya took the suction rod, climbed into the bath tub, felt the hot water temperature, and couldn't help grinning.

The temperature of the water in the human bath is generally about 40 degrees, and it is unbearable to be hot after 50 degrees. And the temperature of the water in this tub is at least 60 degrees Celsius, just somewhere between unbearable and non-lethal.

Bai Ya climbed into the tub and stayed for only a while, and then he felt a little dizzy. Every second that followed was particularly difficult, and I deeply realized that seconds are like years.

Just when he was in a daze, the relic phantom in his body began to slowly rotate again, and waves of imperceptible halos spread to all parts of his body, greatly alleviating the discomfort.

It's just that with this fluctuation, the relics phantom seems to be a whole circle smaller than when it first entered the body before, and it obviously won't last long before it disappears.

"Get up!" Bai Ya was in a trance, and a voice finally sounded above his head, and at this time, it sounded like it was faintly coming from an incomparably distant distance.

"It's about half an hour!" Dong Ming glanced at the hourglass on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.

He had been observing the situation of Baiya outside the barrel, and now it seemed that the young man's cultivation of the iron cloth shirt was better than he had imagined. At least when he touched his bones and measured the capital, he felt that Bai Ya's first medicated bath could only last for three incense sticks at most.

In fact, Dong Ming didn't know that he was right. Bai Ya's qualifications for cultivating the Iron Cloth Shirt are indeed average, but there is also the credit of the Relic Phantom, which has improved his cultivation starting point in disguise.

"Well, stand up!" Dong Ming pushed Bai Ya, who was still a little confused, and asked him to stand up, and then began to circle around him, and a pair of iron palms slapped intensively on the young man.

Bai Ya's whole body was red at this time, like a shrimp that had just been steamed, and his skin was extremely sensitive from the high temperature.

Dong Ming played very skillfully, and the iron palm fell on his important acupoints every time, and a numb and itchy feeling spread to his whole body along with pain.

Bai Ya finally knew that standing on the stake in an iron sand coat before was a prelude at all. Now the percussion massage after soaking in the medicinal bath is the focus of cultivating the iron cloth shirt.

"Patriarch, why is this practice so strange, if you are usually the only one who is alone, then you can't practice?" Bai Ya endured the pain and asked tremblingly.

"You can practice, and you can use the iron stake to hit it! It's just that the impact of the iron stake does not contain penetrating strength, and the practice effect is much worse. By striking from a certain person, the medicinal power can penetrate deeper into the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, shortening the cultivation time. Dong Ming said with a smile while striking.

"The iron cloth shirt is a miraculous skill, and it is not easy to get started, it is too time-consuming. It's just that you have to practice to the actual combat realm of entering the hall as soon as possible, otherwise how can you help Feng Yang win the position of the hall master in a few years. ”

Bai Ya sighed when he heard this, knowing the kindness of Feng Yang and Dong Ming, he had to bear it, otherwise his previous efforts would be wasted, and he would only owe more to the two of them.

"Okay, the medicinal power should have passed, and the old man's task today will be completed!" After the two pillars of incense, Dong Ming wiped the sweat on his forehead, and slapped the back of Bai Ya's head with a smile, "Go, find Feng Yang, and change that kid to take over!"

Bai Ya was helpless, he was even more nervous and busy now than before the college entrance examination in his previous life, except for eating, drinking, and lazing a day, all the time was spent on cultivation.

However, it is strange to say, although he was tortured to the point of dying just now, but now when he comes back to his senses, he finds that the muscles and muscles of his whole body are swollen and powerful, and even his mental head is better than before he practiced.

Feng Yang, who supervised the practice of the children's class in the front yard, saw him coming, and immediately left the children's class and took him back to the backyard study.

"How's that, Sect Chief Dong's iron cloth shirt is still practicing smoothly?" Feng Yang pinched his arm muscles and asked happily.

"I want to live and die!" Bai Ya replied with a wry smile, "I hope it will become a habit in the future and it will feel better!"

"Haha!" Feng Yang laughed, "Don't complain, Old Man Dong takes his iron cloth shirt very seriously, and others can't learn it if they want to!"

"Students know!" Bai Ya nodded respectfully, and then asked, "Sect Leader Dong once said that the Mixed Yuan Gong you taught me was to match this iron cloth shirt, but is that the case?"

"Well, the Mixed Yuan Gong can indeed cooperate with the Iron Cloth Shirt, but he is a little wrong!" Feng Yang sat down at the back of the case and said with a chuckle, "What I taught you is not the Mixed Yuan Gong, but the Mixed Yuan Jin." Sect Chief Dong is not a disciple of Qingcheng, but he can't tell the difference between the two. ”

"Mixed Yuan Jin?"

Have you ever heard Sect Leader Dong say that there are multiple versions of the iron cloth shirt, and it does not refer to a single kung fu?" Feng Yang asked with a smile.

Seeing Bai Ya nodding, he said again, "The same is true of the Mixed Yuan Gong, it originated from the Taoist Qi refiners of the pre-Qin Dynasty, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, and turning the exercises into the way of yin and yang, and combining the two into one is the mixed element." Therefore, the mixed yuan gong of the Taoist people in the world is different, as long as it follows the way of yin and yang mixed yuan, it can be called mixed yuan gong.

Qingcheng's mixed yuan gong is called Qingcheng mixed yuan gong, and Wudang's is Wudang's mixed yuan gong. However, unlike the iron cloth shirt, which originated from a Shaolin family, these Taoist mixed yuan gongs can be regarded as authentic. ”

"That mixed element strength is ......" Bai Ya was a little puzzled.

"The power of Yang Qi of Mixed Yuan is the external strength of Mixed Yuan, and the power of Yin Qi is internal strength. The difference between Mixed Yuan Jin and Mixed Yuan Gong is that there is no general outline of Mixed Yuan Jin, and the two forces of Yin and Yang cannot be combined into one for the time being!" Feng Yang said solemnly.

Therefore, the disciples of Qingcheng can only choose one of them to practice, if they practice rashly, they will definitely go mad. A certain person is good at fists and feet, and his exercises are on the outside side, so he only practiced mixed yuan external strength, which can just match your iron cloth shirt. ”

"Sir, why didn't you directly practice the Mixed Yuan Gong when you were in Qingcheng, but only practiced a kind of Mixed Yuan External Strength?" Bai Ya was surprised.

"Because so-and-so is just a disciple of Qingcheng, not a disciple of Qingcheng!" Feng Yang couldn't help but say bitterly when he heard this, "Qingcheng is a Taoist sect, and it has the meaning of loving the world, so I can't help but mix it up." But the general outline of the mixed yuan belongs to the secret of the sect, and if you don't become a disciple of Qingcheng, people won't teach you!"

Bai Ya suddenly said that after the Qingcheng selection, he could call himself a disciple of Qingcheng, but the disciple needed to enter the mountain gate to apprentice. No wonder Feng Yang stayed in Qingcheng Mountain for seven years, and finally had to go down the mountain to join the WTO.

Thinking of this, Bai Ya couldn't help but be terrified.

He used to think too highly of himself, and he always thought that he could enter whichever Great Immortal Gate he wanted to enter.

It's really naïve to think about it now, I'm afraid that he just reported his true identity, and that was just a qualified heart. If you want to really enter these big sects, whether you can practice some martial arts achievements is the key.

After entering the real martial arts world, Bai Ya found that the threshold of martial arts was so high, and the road to martial arts was so bumpy.

He can worship Feng Yang as a teacher, but he is afraid that it will already be due to fate. It is no wonder that everyone in the world knows the benefits of martial arts, but not many people have really entered the Immortal Martial Sect.

"And ...... You have to pay attention to the fact that the source of the mixed yuan's external strength is in the lower dantian qi sea, and the source of the mixed yuan's internal strength is in the upper dantian parkway, so you will practice the mixed yuan iron cloth shirt in the future, these two places are also cover doors, and you must pay attention to fighting with people!" Feng Yang suddenly remembered something, and suddenly reminded solemnly.

"Okay, tell me about the boxing techniques I taught you two days ago, have you memorized all the moves?"