Chapter 3 Qi and Blood Martial Arts (Happy Lantern Festival!!!)

Fangfu.

"Refused?"

Fang Xi stared at Ah Fu with an ugly expression.

Ah Fu lowered his head, full of apprehension: "The old slave spent a lot of money, found a middleman, and promised to increase the money, but..."

Fang Xi took a deep breath.

As a cultivator, when had he suffered such humiliation? ... Well, I am so used to this kind of humiliation often in Qingzhushanfang City.

Get used to it, get used to it.

"Forget it, I guess it's because I have average aptitude, and others don't like it."

He shrugged his shoulders.

As a cultivator, even at the lowest level, he still has the ability to have sharp ears and eyes, and a photographic memory.

When trusting someone before, he had felt a prying gaze.

But obviously, the Qi and Blood Warrior has a different way of distinguishing aptitude, and he has not been given the opportunity to show his extraordinary memory and comprehension.

'In other words, might martial artists in this world care more about physical aptitude than spiritual aptitude?No wonder it is a low-level physical training...'

Fang Xi gave herself Ah Q-style spiritual comfort, and the effect was outstanding.

Afterwards, he laughed: "Forget it... Since Yuanheshan doesn't accept it, let's go to the martial arts hall... The martial arts hall accepts apprentices, and it doesn't depend on qualifications."

Speaking of this, Ah Fu also laughed: "The young master is right, the martial arts gym... claims to teach without discrimination, so it accepts money."

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xi's mouth: "It just so happens that I am rich!"

……

in the afternoon.

The sun was rising, and the backyard of the Fang Mansion was on the temporarily cleared martial arts arena.

Fang Xi was lying on the old man's chair with a glass of homemade fruit smoothie next to her. The principle was similar to the air conditioner she installed herself. It was a way of cultivating immortals to make life more comfortable.

In the hot summer, drinking a glass of fruit ice is really refreshing.

In the martial arts arena, there were several martial artists, most of whom were middle-aged, and there were also a few elderly people who were looking at him flatteringly.

Fang Xi turned her head, took a sip of the smoothie provided by Yue Gui, and clapped her hands.

Ah Fu came out and coughed: "My master wants to learn martial arts. You are all experts in the martial arts gym. If you have any unique skills, you can practice it. If you are favored by the master, you will be thanked... Even if you don't choose it, you can do it later. There will also be a thank you gift.”

Since he is a rich man, naturally he will not go to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts from the public, but hire a private teacher!

Hearing this, the eyes of those muscular fighters lit up.

Now that they have opened martial arts gyms, it is natural to make money, and they will not be against money.

And this Mr. Fang is famous... Fat Sheep!

A group of people looked at each other, and an old man in black couldn't wait to come out and clasped his fists together: "I'm at the Red Snake Martial Arts Gym, She Lei, who is good at 'Red Snake Legs'!"

When he came to a wooden post, his right leg suddenly lifted up, and the muscles on it exploded piece by piece, and the black pants were almost torn apart.

Swish!
The next moment, he kicked, and his thick right leg seemed to be weak and boneless, changing indefinitely, and the leg whip slammed against the wooden post with a strong wind.

boom!
The thick wooden pile fell apart in an instant.

The sawdust was flying, and She Lei introduced triumphantly: "The red snake kick method in this martial arts gym mainly exercises the legs. After learning it, it is not only powerful, but also enhances the speed of the body method. The body method is good. In a duel, at least you can remain undefeated." ..."

"Not bad." Fang Xi's eyes lit up.

Although the lethality of this red snake leg is not as good as the small magic of the Gengjin Grass Naver Sword he mastered, but he is only in the early stage of Qi refining, and the magic power in his body is limited, so he cannot support several spells.

And looking at the opponent's long physical strength, he can kick at least twenty or thirty kicks, which is of good value.

'Sure enough, as I thought, these so-called qi and blood martial arts can be regarded as body training exercises in the qi refining period, and they are still very valuable...and, maybe if you continue to refine them, there will be a body that is comparable to the foundation building period. How about the cultivation method! '

Fang Xi's heart is hot!

Build a foundation!

This is the common dream of all low-level monks.

But... this level is too difficult.

Just the bottom line requirement of cultivating Qi to the Great Perfection before the age of 60 is enough to stump most casual practitioners.

Moreover, attacking the Foundation Establishment by itself does not mean death, and the foundation establishment spirits that ensure the success of the Foundation Establishment, especially the Foundation Establishment Pill, are firmly controlled by those powerful forces. Even if the Situ family wants to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill, it will take a lot of effort. It hurts muscles and bones.

Ordinary low-level casual cultivators, even smelling it is an extravagant hope.

But at this time, Fang Xi saw a road to overtaking on a curve!
'If I raise my body training level to be comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, and then search for pills to help break through the middle and late stages of Qi refining, it will be much easier. '

'And if I can become a foundation-building stage physical trainer first, and then collect foundation-building pills, my hope will be much greater, and it will be much safer. '

'The way is hopeful, the way is hopeful! '

Although she has the resources of the two worlds, Fang Xi has not forgotten her status at the bottom of the food chain in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, and now she does not dare to bring the special resources of Great Liang to the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm for sale.

Unless... mastering a more powerful force.

Now, he sees hope.

"Master She is a good handicraft, thank you!"

In a happy mood, Fang Xi spoke.

Originally, She Lei was still a little dissatisfied. After all, although he really came out to sell, he was still a bit more aggressive than the charlatans.

But when he saw Ah Fu coming out holding a plate of silver with a smile, all the dissatisfaction disappeared immediately, and the wrinkles on his old face were ready to smile.

This fat sheep is really worth it!
Seeing this scene, the representatives of the martial arts school were jealous, and a tall woman stood up and said, "Mu Mimiao, I am Baiyun martial arts school. I am good at 'Baiyun Palm'. I can defeat the strong with the weak, and it is extremely easy to get started. ..."

Obviously, this female martial artist had carefully inquired about the customer's needs, and knew that Fang Xi's martial arts aptitude was not very good, otherwise she would not be rejected by Yuan Heshan, so she hit the point.

Moreover, when she practiced her palm technique, she showed her beautiful figure without a doubt, her two peaks were tall and straight, with a hint of charm.

When the other martial artists saw it, they all scolded the fox inwardly, but they couldn't bear to look away.

After Mu Mimiao went down, another martial artist stepped forward.

"I'm Yuan Tiangang, good at 'The Promise Stick'..."

"I'm easy to decide, good at 'Iron Wire Fist'..."

"My 'Tsing Yi Sword'..."

……

After the last martial artist finished practicing, Fang Xi thought for a while and asked, "The martial arts of all the masters are quite good, I wonder if I can learn them all?"

Anyway, he has a lot of money, so it doesn't matter if he has learned everything.

"This……"

Several martial artists looked at each other, and it was still Mu Mimiao who took a step forward with his long legs and explained: "Mr. Fang, the martial art consumes a lot of energy and blood. A single martial art may make people lose their health. It must be combined with a big tonic soup. The so-called gluttony can't be chewed, and there are several martial arts that conflict with each other..."

"Oh."

Hearing Mu Mimiao's explanation, Fang Xi was thoughtful.

There are indeed some taboos in this Qi and blood martial arts.

And listening to the other party's narration, it seems that there are still some unsatisfactory things, and it must be the knowledge that can only be obtained if you really get started.

He thought for a while, and finally said: "Since that's the case, I'll learn one leg technique first, and one palm technique... Master She and Master Mu please stay."

When the other martial artists heard this sentence, they felt a little upset.

Forget it, She Lei dared to be the first to stand up, he was naturally one of the few with the strongest martial arts, and he was also full of confidence.

And Mu Mimiao, doesn't she just have a pair of long legs and a broad mind?
Are the hobbies of the fucking rich so simple and unpretentious?
……

It was only after the martial masters left complaining that Fang Xi looked at She Lei and Mu Mimiao carefully: "Master She, Master Mu... the tuition fees will be counted from today, and they will come to teach every three days, how about it?"

Only then did he take a closer look at the two of them.

When She Lei wasn't practicing martial arts, he was just an ordinary little old man.

As for Mu Mimiao, she has a plump figure, with a heroic and vigorous sense of bodybuilding, and her facial features are quite good, but her skin is a bit rough.

"Can……"

Mu Mio thought for a while: "The energy and blood of the Red Snake Legs are mainly in the legs, and it does not conflict with the White Cloud Palm of our sect, but you must be careful not to learn too much, otherwise the energy and blood will be mixed in the later stage, which will not be good for breakthrough..."

Speaking of this, Fang Xi was also a little depressed: "Qi and blood mainly exercise the legs and palms... There is no martial art that can really exercise the whole body's Qi and blood?"

This kind of body refining method has a bit more flaws, the key is that it is not conducive to protective spells!
Mu Mimiao and She Lei looked at each other, and the little old man coughed: "Ahem... In fact, as long as it's Qi and Blood Martial Arts, when exercising the main parts, there is always the effect of tempering the blood of the whole body. But if you really exercise the whole body as one, Then it is not the third-rate martial arts taught by our martial arts school, but the first-class secret transmission skills, maybe... the secret martial arts at the bottom of the box in Yuanhe Mountain can reach this level."

"All right……"

Fang Xi sighed, secretly making a decision in her heart.

Isn't it the real secret?
In the future, he may not be unable to get it.

After all... the means of the immortal cultivator may not be able to withstand the warriors of this world.

Of course, this still needs to be tested slowly, and there is no rush.

Anyway, he is still young, this body is only 17 years old, and immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, even if a monk in the Qi refining stage lives to be eight or ninety years old, there is no big problem.

(End of this chapter)

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