The old leader's home is located at the foot of the Huya Ridge, facing the river in front of the mountain, cool in summer and leeward in winter, which is also a pretty good feng shui treasure.

Because Shen Zhongcheng would always take the old man home, it was the first time for Shen Lang to come to the old boss's house, and then he was shocked.

This place can be called a martial arts gym!

The half-man-high wall encloses the site of about two professional football fields, and more than two dozen houses are scattered in it, and these houses are interspersed and separated by several martial arts training grounds, wooden piles, iron pillars, stone locks, and a few oversized grinding discs are quite conspicuous.

Hey ha...... Drink Ha ......

About twenty or thirty young people were shouting trumpets to shovel snow on the martial arts training ground, they were wearing thin short clothes, shouting white gas, using shovels and other tools to work in full swing, as if it was not a cold day.

"Well, these boys aren't lazy. The old boss nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Shen Lang, who looked tired: "You will cultivate with these boys from tomorrow, don't lose face as a senior uncle." ”

Shen Lang swept around and found that most of these young people were young people in their twenties, and it was absolutely delusional to convince them from the beginning.

"Let's go, follow me to meet those senior brothers of yours. The old man said in a broken way as he walked: "There is no need to call them senior brothers, they are at most disciples of the outer lineage, but you have not yet received the ordination, so it is okay to call them that way for the time being." ”

Shen Lang's ears pricked up when he listened in the back, what does it mean to be ordained?

Is it true that you really have to shave off your hair and scar it?

Shen Lang is still very satisfied with his current hairstyle.

Following the old boss into the largest and most luxurious house in the manor, Shen Lang met some of the senior brothers, and at the same time accepted a group of young people older than himself to worship with some embarrassment.

He had been remembering his father Shen Zhongcheng's instructions and was ready to carefully observe the people around him, but the ensuing banquet quickly shattered his reason.

Starting from the fifth senior brother who was thirty-eight years older than him, a total of seven senior brothers present each forced Shen Lang to drink two bowls of spirits, Shen Lang wanted to plead with the old boss, but was told that it was better to drink it now, and there would be no chance to drink it in the future.

After the old man made a statement, the teachers and nephews also rushed up, and finally Shen Lang lay directly under the dining table, and he was still dizzy when he woke up the next day.

Has it already begun?

At the beginning, I wanted to use alcohol to give myself a dismount!

Shen Lang thought about it and walked out of the room, and sure enough, he heard many people discussing his alcohol consumption, and bluntly said that he was not bold enough to drink, and he was afraid that he was not a refreshing person!

Shaking his head helplessly, Shen Lang decided not to drink like this again in the future, anyway, he was already the target of the public, and there was nothing to scruple about.

As a closed disciple, the first thing he did after getting up early was of course to go to see the master first, Shen Lang took a deep breath, lifted his spirits and walked towards the main hall, he had already heard the rough voice of the old man.

Walking into the main hall, Shen Lang saw a table of quite rich breakfast, and the old man was sitting on the top and munching on a chicken leg.

"Wake up, come and drink it. After seeing Shen Lang, he immediately pointed to the first vacant seat and motioned for Shen Lang to sit down.

A bowl of liquid with light red and green threads was placed in front of the seat, and the pungent aroma of wine made Shen Lang immediately understand that this was definitely a bowl of spirits.

Drinking early in the morning is a bit unbearable!

Shen Lang sat down with a wry smile in his heart, and when he was thinking about how to refuse, he suddenly found that the middle-aged senior brothers around him were all looking at him with jealousy, envy and hatred, which immediately made his heart move.

So he didn't hesitate to pick up the wine bowl and drink it all.

When the wine entered the throat, the spicy and salty suddenly exploded like a bomb, sweeping across the entire esophagus and intestines, and then turned into a gushing magma, making the whole body hot.

He guessed right, it was really the old mountain ginseng snake blood bear bile wine!

According to Shen Zhongcheng, the old leader's medicinal wine is worth hundreds of taels of silver in a gourd, and I am afraid that I will drink more than 20 taels directly in this bowl!

Looking at the small wine cups in front of the other senior brothers, I still don't understand why I have become a thorn in the side of others!

"After breakfast, you can go to practice with your teachers and nephews, in the morning you will first practice pushing and grinding palms and kicking piles, and in the afternoon I will teach you Luohan boxing. The old man nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

"Yes, Master. Shen Lang got up and responded loudly, then sat down and began to eat quickly.

The old boss did this on purpose, in order to make himself more excited, and he had to become stronger as quickly as possible, and shock those teachers and nephews first.

To be honest, Shen Lang doesn't value this force under the old leader, if he becomes a lion, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to recruit sheep, if he can become a Tyrannosaurus rex, the wolf pack is not so important.

However, as an apprentice, you naturally have to respect your teacher, so let's do it according to the old master's idea.

After breakfast, a short nephew came over enthusiastically to lead the way, and then Shen Lang followed him to a huge stone mill in the martial arts training ground.

"Liu An, do you want to start practicing with the biggest one first?" Shen Lang looked at the two stone mills next to him who were a little smaller, and couldn't help but ask the short and sturdy nephew.

The diameter of the two relatively small stone mills is also one meter, which is much larger than the stone mill of the Shen family, you must know that the stone mill of the Shen family usually needs mules and horses to pull it, and occasionally it will be pushed by Shen Lang and Shen An brothers together.

The diameter of this large stone mill is more than one meter two, and the push rod is also the thickness of a wrist, so it will take two or three mules and horses to push it in the village!

"Uncle Shi, it's really unfortunate to say, I should have started practicing from a small grinder, but the putter of the two small grinders was broken, so you can only use this big one today. Liu Anwei, the nephew of the short and strong master, said with a strange smile: "Otherwise, you will return to your ancestor, and now you don't practice pushing and grinding palms." ”

Get off the horse!

Shen Lang secretly cursed despicable in his heart, the putter of the two small grinders must have been broken just now!

But it doesn't matter, you will let you know what a genius is!

Shen Lang took off his shirt, wearing only a close-fitting short coat, propped his hands on the pusher, and began to slowly push the stone mill.

Hey!

Liu An laughed twice, waiting to see Shen Lang lively.

He also started to practice from the grinding palm, starting from the smallest stone mill, and after pushing for a month, he hurriedly changed to the big stone mill to push, but the next day he had sore muscles and weak bones, and his joints ached, and he failed to cultivate for three consecutive days.

Shen Lang, an impulsive and stupid uncle, now has a momentum with the medicinal wine he drinks, but after pushing it for a while, he will find that his whole body is sore, which will naturally affect his next cultivation, not to mention the afternoon, even tomorrow.

His task is to constantly stimulate Shen Lang, the little uncle, so that he can't learn boxing with his ancestor in the afternoon, so that this little uncle will be embarrassed on the first day.

........................

Call...... Call......

The dizzy brain urgently needed oxygen, and the lungs wanted to inhale directly in front of the chest, but Shen Lang still tried to control himself, trying to keep his breathing at a stable rate as much as possible, and not letting the breathing rhythm become crazy.

Because of too much sweat, his eyebrows are now soaked, and sweat seeps into his eyes from time to time, making his vision blurry.

"Rest, Uncle Shi!" Liu An, who had been standing next to him, couldn't help but persuade, he didn't expect Shen Lang to be so enduring, even if he had been practicing martial arts for five years, he was afraid that his physical strength would be exhausted for half an hour, and more importantly, the wear and tear on his body was very bad!

If Shen Lang just fainted directly after exercising like this, he was afraid that he would also be punished by his ancestor, anyway, this level was enough for Shen Lang to not be able to fully recover for three days.

"It's not close. Shen Lang subconsciously responded, at this time he had vaguely groped the rhythm of movement, force and breathing, and was about to master the essence of pushing and grinding palms.

"Don't be too arrogant, Uncle Shi, this is a water mill, there is no reason to become a fat man in one go!" Liu An's voice couldn't help but raise by three points, attracting many people to look at it.

Shen Lang's consciousness was close to being lost, and just as he was about to lose his breath, a warm current suddenly flowed out of the Canglong Ring on the middle finger of his right index finger, running along the bones like a small snake.

Start with your right hand and run through your back, over your lower back, spiraling around your legs, then turning around and returning to the back of your shoulders.

Where this magical warm current passed, a trace of itching and swelling pain followed, and the muscles and skin couldn't help but tremble slightly, and finally after dissipating, Shen Lang could clearly feel that the muscles in his shoulders and back were expanding.

Just like the previous Iron Bull crossing the river footwork, the fatigue and pain were swept away in an instant, and it should be the effect of the Canglong Ring!

Martial arts: Push and grind palms

Star Rating: Basic

Level: 2nd Tier (+1)

Attribute: Whole Body Muscle Enhancement (Weak)

Shoulder and back muscle strengthening (slight)

Shen Lang let go of the hands that were pushing the grinding rod, took the clothes next to him, wiped the sweat on his face, shook his body and said to Liu An: "Okay, now teach me to practice pile kicking." ”

Liu An wiped his eyes in disbelief, it seemed that in just an instant, Uncle Xiao's figure was a lot burlier!

How is this possible!

Ah, and the physical strength, obviously I was almost exhausted just now, how could this be alive again!

How is this possible!