Chapter 7 The Dao Fa is Quiet
He Pingan took the classics, and on the yellowed pages were written the three flamboyant characters of Mang Niu Jin.

"Ping An, I can tell you that this exercise is not simple. It was passed down by my ancestors, and it has been passed down for more than ten generations."

"It is said that as long as you practice hard, you can become a land god, and it is not impossible."

Zhang San admired the skills in his hand to the utmost, and he was full of hype.

"Brother Zhang, what is the name of this exercise?"

He Pingan asked with a smile.

"Hey, you kid, it's not like you don't know that I have nothing to do with reading. These three words know me, but I don't know them."

Zhang San’s voice was getting louder at first, but after thinking of something, his voice became smaller and smaller
"Brother Zhang, it has been passed down for more than ten generations, and you don't even know the name of the exercise. Isn't it justified?"

He Pingan looked at Zhang San with a smile, until the other party scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Hey, let me tell you the truth, this exercise was picked up on the road when I went to the countryside to slaughter pigs."

"But I didn't lie to you, this exercise really works."

"I liked dancing knives and sticks since I was a child, but because I didn't have a famous teacher to teach me, I found that this book didn't have words. I just drew a few villains, and I just followed suit."

"Who knows that after half a month of practice, he can break rocks with his bare hands and jump two feet in one leap."

"I committed a crime back then, if it wasn't for my mother not letting me move, I would have relied on those dozen or so fast hands, hehe"

"Ordinary people, I really wouldn't give it to him."

"Okay, Brother Zhang, I have practiced this exercise."

"If someone asks, you can tell me that you taught me Mang Niu Jin a month ago."

Before he could finish speaking, He Pingan put Mang Niu Jin into his arms.

Zhang San was able to run rampant among the drug testers because of his reckless strength, so there must be no problem with the cultivation method.

Seeing He Ping'an's agreement, Zhang San's ferocious face blossomed into a smile and became even more terrifying.

"That's right, after practicing this exercise, among other things, if I live half a year longer, it will also help me read a few more letters."

After listening to Zhang San's last words, He Ping'an was speechless for a while. He didn't expect that he would become this guy's letter-reading tool.

Thinking back when my predecessor had just entered the prison, he met Zhang San, and then entered the drug testing department at the same time, and he shared weal and woe.

Later, for some reason, he hooked up with the captain of the drug testing department, and had a channel to exchange letters with his mother, so he asked He Pingan to help him read and reply.

And on his mother's side, there was naturally a teacher from a private school in the county to help write and reply.

"That's good, at least it shows that he didn't treat himself well for no reason."

There is no love for no reason in the world, He Pingan thought of this, but felt a little more at ease, fearing that he would offer money for nothing, which made him even more uneasy.
Coming out of Zhang San, He Pingan returned to the house, looked at the Mang Niu Jin in his hand, and showed a smile on his face.

Yaotong and Ma Xiaowei completed today's on-duty tasks, and hurriedly bid farewell to Ma Xiaowei, walked through the long corridor of the drug testing department, and came to a alchemy room in the ground medicine refining department.

In the alchemy room, green smoke is curling up, and the fragrance of medicine bursts out.

A middle-aged Taoist with a thin face and dressed in a blue Taoist robe, was sitting beside the ten-meter-tall alchemy furnace, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

"Master, something is wrong."

As soon as the drug boy stepped into the door, he shouted in panic.

"Dao Yuan, didn't the teacher tell you?"

"The only way to practice Taoism is to be quiet."

"What are you panicking about?"

"Punish you to recite the meditation formula a hundred times."

"But, master"

"We'll talk about it after we've finished reciting it."

"Yes."

"It's cold through the ages, everything is quiet, the mind should be quiet, and I'm alone"

After Dao Yuan recited the Meditation Jue a hundred times, his impatience really calmed down a lot.

"Now tell me, what is it, so impatient."

The middle-aged Taoist asked slowly.

"Master, that He Pingan, not only did not die, it seems that the erysipelas has been cleared a little bit."

"what?"

"how can that be?"

The middle-aged Taoist who was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai just now jumped up as if his ass was burned.

"Quickly tell me in detail, is it because he didn't eat Guiling Pill?"

The eyes of the middle-aged Taoist were full of disbelief, the veins in his hands were bulging, and Dao Yuan's shoulders hurt from scratching.

"I saw him eat it with my own eyes, and it happened like this"

After hearing Dao Yuan finish speaking, his doubts eased a little, but his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Young Master is pressing hard. If this person is still alive, he will inevitably be punished."

At the time of the second day.

"Ho!"

Ma Xiaowei and Yaotong were still some distance away from the quiet room No. 66, when they heard He Pingan's hoarse shouts coming from the quiet room.

When he walked to the door, he found that the door of the quiet room was not closed. He Pingan, with his upper body naked, showing his slender ribs, was rushing or bumping, hitting or hitting in the quiet room.

Seeing the two people coming, He Pingan quickly stopped, wiped the sweat off his face, and said respectfully: "Master Ma, little fairy boy, you are here."

"What are you doing?"

Yaotong frowned and asked strangely.

"Oh, last month, Brother Zhang next door passed me a copy of Reckless Bull Strength, and I practiced it when I had nothing to do. Unexpectedly, my body seems to be much stronger in the past few days."

"What kind of mang ox strength, red bull strength? Your health has improved only because you ate the Guiling Pill practiced by Liu Xianshi, which weakened the erysipelas in your body. It has nothing to do with this exercise."

The drug boy sneered a few words, stopped asking any more questions, and picked up the book to record his feeling of taking Guiling Pill.

And let you jump around for a few more days.
Captain Ma standing aside did not speak, and the doubts in his eyes seemed to have eased a little.

After the recording was finished and the two left, He Ping'an listened attentively, and sure enough, he heard Ma Xiaowei asking Zhang San when he would teach the Mang Niu Jin next door, and his heart immediately settled down.

He borrowed Mang Niu Jin from Zhang San, not for cultivation, but just to cover up his traces of cultivation.

The Drug Testing Department does not prohibit drug testers from practicing. If they can live a few more years, they can also help them to be guinea pigs for a few more years, so why not do it.

Once upon a time, there was a fierce man in the drug testing department. He was extremely talented and a master of martial arts. He had been taking drugs for eight years in the drug testing department, and he was only two years away from leaving the drug testing department alive.

It's a pity that although he has martial arts cultivation and can refine erysipelas with real energy, the erysipelas accumulated in eight years is really too huge.

In the end, not only could he not refine the erysipelas, but also because of the tenacious vitality of martial arts masters, the erysipelas broke out and he couldn't die for a while, his whole body festered, and he wailed endlessly.

When the supervising captain opened his body, he found that his internal organs had been corroded by erysipelas, and his intestines were rotten.

Two days later.
Dao Yuan and Ma Xiaowei came hand in hand, holding a pill box in their hands.

"He Pingan, it's time to take medicine."

The drug boy handed the medicine box to He Pingan, and inside the medicine box was a blue pill.

With the experience of taking Hedinghong last time, He Pingan trusted Yi Dange even more, and swallowed the elixir without hesitation.

After eating it, he was a little surprised. This elixir not only has a small erysipelas, but also contains weak aura, which can nourish the body and strengthen the muscles and bones.

"Is this Liu Xianshi and Daoyuan modified?"

"You can't do anything when you see things, just give up poisoning me?"

(End of this chapter)

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