Chapter 9 I wish the fat man a flickering Dafa

Zhu Fat Man walked back with his pants. With a suspicious look, he muttered as he walked:

"It's been nearly three times since I woke up, and every time it's black water, isn't the fruit poisonous!"

Jiang Fan saw Zhu Fatzi come back and covered his nose and asked:

"Isn't it clean, why is it still so stinky!"

Zhu Fat looked at Jiang Fan and said embarrassedly:

"Big brother, please touch your face! Black water seeps out of your face."

I touched my face, and sure enough, a layer of black beads appeared on it. Jiang Fan hurriedly took off his clothes and ran to the lake to rinse up.

Zhu Fat looked at Jiang Fanxin with pity and said, "Although I pulled three times in the afternoon, after all, it was a normal bowel movement,"

"Jiang Fan is pitiful, his stool is actually oozing out of his skin! It's terrible......"

When Jiang Fan walked back to the bonfire after cleaning in the lake, he happened to meet the pitiful eyes of the fat man, and instantly knew that he should have misunderstood!

"Zhu Fatty, what do you see! The black water on my body is the impurities accumulated in my body for many years! It is the effect that should appear after washing the essence and removing the marrow!"

Zhu Fat Man suddenly realized, and said secretly: "It turns out that this is also the case with my own defecation! No wonder I feel more refreshed every time I finish defecation!"

Early the next morning, Jiang Fan dragged the sleepy-eyed Zhu Fat Man out of the cave and asked him to teach him kung fu!

My biggest hobby on weekdays is eating, even if his father forced him to practice martial arts, he was just perfunctory, and the next day was the same as usual, he should eat and drink!

At this time, Zhu Fat Man remembered: "Yesterday, Jiang Fan's first condition seemed to be to let him teach him martial arts!"

"But he won't be able to! How good is this, he won't beat himself up in a fit of anger like the fish he ate yesterday!"

Thinking of this, I wish the fat man's legs were a little weak, and his consciousness, which had just woken up and was in a trance, suddenly woke up!

Looking at Jiang Fan, who was doing warm-up exercises in front of him, Zhu Fat Man said hard-headedly:

"Jiang Fan, is your wish to become an immortal!"

"Of course!" Jiang Fan said to Zhu Fat while doing warm-up exercises.

"Since you want to cultivate immortals, and you have also experienced the essence of purification, it can be said that half a foot has stepped into the door of cultivating immortals, this is to learn the exercises of mortals again, it is not 'one more move'!"

Zhu Fat looked at Jiang Fan, who had stopped warming up, clenching his fists with both hands, and was slowly walking towards him, as if to say: "I have long felt that you don't know martial arts, if you don't give me a perfect explanation, I will beat you into the dead fish from yesterday!"

Zhu Fat Man hurriedly opened his mouth and continued:

"It's not for you to learn mortal martial arts right now, because those kung fu are 'worthless' in the face of absolute power. And you have that power right now!"

"And your current learning of kung fu may affect your subconscious, just like a complete piece of jasper, if you are carved by an apprentice before you meet a skilled craftsman, and in the end, even if you find a top master to carve it with your heart, it will definitely not be perfect when it is intact!"

Zhu Fat Man spoke amazingly, and after saying this, he took a heavy breath, and then looked at Jiang Fan.

At this time, Jiang Fan felt that what Zhu Fat Man said made some sense.

And the main purpose of learning kung fu by yourself is to use the aura and spiritual objects here to cooperate with the vigorous exercise, so that you can wash yourself more thoroughly, and let yourself add a little self-preservation power in the next unknown war!

Zhu Fatzi saw that Jiang Fan recognized his words a little, so he said with a little confidence:

"Now you should lay the foundation for learning immortal arts in the future! It is said that among the immortals, there is an immortal called 'body cultivation', who is not good at using spells, and pays more attention to cultivating the body. ”

"And the performance of immortal arts will definitely have physical requirements, so now you should first hone your physical strength and lay a good foundation, so as to prepare for the cultivation of immortal arts in the future!"

Jiang Fan was awakened by the fat man's words! I felt that what the fat man said made some sense. Then he casually asked:

"And what can you teach me?"

Zhu Fat Man was a little speechless by Jiang Fan's question for a while, and finally thought about it for a long time, and said to Jiang Fan with a teacher's demeanor in a serious manner:

"I can teach you Zama steps!"

In the middle of the night, a shirtless boy in shorts swung his fist at the trunk of a large tree surrounded by three people, and there was a layer of black fine sweat on his skin.

On the side, I wish the fat man a blue nose and swollen face carrying the fruit, and while walking, he slandered in his heart:

"This little devil is mutilating himself!"

"Although you can recover from the injury here after a while, the pain in the process can't be alleviated!"

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand!" After throwing a thousand punches, Jiang Fan sat on the ground, black sweat soaking through his shorts!

Jiang Fan knew that "although the protagonist in the novel is an invincible existence in the end, the novel is a novel after all." And the protagonist of the novel has a golden finger when he crosses over, and he has nothing!"

"I have just discovered a little physical advantage, and at the same time there is a comfortable environment, if I don't race against time, I will basically be able to draw an end to this travel trip when I reach the unknown battlefield in a few days!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan got up, endured the pain in his limbs, picked up two fruits and walked towards the lake step by step. Because Jiang Fan found that not only the fruits and fish, but also the water here, even if he took a breath here, his strength was enhanced!

In the evening, Jiang Fan and Zhu Fatzi were still sitting in the place where they were last night, grilling fish, but this time the grilled fish was only bigger than the palm of their hands.

"Jiang Fan, what kind of battlefield do you say we will go to in a few days, can we survive!"

Although Zhu Fat Man looked at Jiang Fan with a relaxed face, Jiang Fan could feel Zhu Fat's confusion and fear of the unknown!

After a moment of silence, Zhu Fat Man said again:

"I miss home! I want to see my parents and my younger siblings again!"

"Since I was a child, my father has been strict with our six sons and sisters, and every time we do something wrong, he will punish us harshly, but every time my mother will protect us like a hen protects her chicks!"

"But I know! My father's love for us is the same as that of my mother, but my mouth is stupid and I am not good at expressing it!"

As he spoke, Zhu Fat looked at Jiang Fan.

"What about you?"

"I?, I have no father or mother, and I have lived in an orphanage since I was a child......"

Gradually, as Jiang Fan and Zhu Fatzi talked, there was sometimes a choking sound by the lake, and sometimes laughter echoed!