Chapter 18 Talented
Time flies, three days passed.

Snowstorms continued in the north, and it was freezing cold.

In the south, spring comes earlier.

It was still in the first lunar month, and a gust of warm wind came from nowhere, which made people intoxicated and fumigated.

It seemed that he had forgotten that he was shivering with the cold a few days ago.

The willows by the river spit out some new green, and the weeds on the roadside also poked their heads quietly.

Added a little vitality to this ruthless and cold city.

Therefore, the lives of the rich and the poor are absolutely different, and the world they see is also different.

It was obviously the same place, at the same time of the New Year, a few days ago, a few people were miserable and panicked, terrified of freezing and starving to death, quietly rotting in the dilapidated earth temple.

But now, they can live in a spacious yard... After returning from singing, they can count their silver and buy meat, food, wine and vegetables.

Let go of your belly and eat and drink.

When you are free, you can also practice family martial arts...

This kind of good life seems to continue forever, and they will live better and better.

But Chen Ping knew that this was an illusion.

When the suffering has not really come and they can still live, most people will temporarily lick the illusory honey to anesthetize themselves and forget the hardships of life.

But the real people with lofty ideals will never be like this.

Just like holding a posture, the left broken hand standing next to the plum tree in the courtyard...

He used the iron thorn as a sword, and he concentrated all his strength on stabbing with the sword, and he didn't stop until there were big beads of sweat on his forehead.

In fact, Zuo Duanshou is the one who works the hardest. It can be seen that he has neither inheritance nor chance, but only practiced his own martial arts in the simplest and most stupid way.

The practice is to be fast, accurate and ruthless.

Relying on the killing intent in his heart.

Just like this, every day, month, month, and year, keep practicing.

Maybe, one day, he can really make some tricks for him.

Chen Ping didn't say anything to point out...

In fact, the left severed hand does not need pointing.

All his energy, all his energy and blood were concentrated in that stab.

This may have become his spiritual belief, or perhaps, through practice, he is remembering his dead father.

There are tens of thousands of roads in the world, and all you need is a little luck.

Chen Ping withdrew his gaze, didn't look any further, and walked in his own circle intently.

Circle left, circle right, circle up, circle down.

Baguazhang has no other tricks...

After reaching Dacheng, the joints are as hard as steel, dense and compact; the big tendons run through the whole body, and the force is exerted at will, making the air "crash and collapse".

The reason why he has been practicing routines and posing is because Chen Ping wants to imprint every inch of his body, every muscle and bone.

Boxing is a thing, whether it is "proficient" or "great achievement".Knowing it is one thing, being able to use it perfectly is another.

Why do some people use ordinary long fists in the world, but they can use the power of peerless martial arts, changing their moves like an antelope's horns, it's so wonderful.

As for other people, even if they have mastered peerless martial arts, they are still restrained in fighting. If they really meet a master, they will be vulnerable.

Among them, the real difference, apart from talent, is hard work.

Practice to the instinct, practice to the bone, practice to the soul.No matter what kind of attack, it can adapt to the situation without going through the brain.

Use your brain and you lose.

Between the elbow and armpit, where there is so much time, let me think about it.

When a martial artist has reached a high level of cultivation, he can make a move within a tenth of a second, or even a hundredth of a second.No matter how fast your brain turns, think about it before responding, can you think it over?

Therefore, the hand is faster than the brain. For warriors, it is not a derogatory term, but a commendatory term.

I practiced for two and a half hours until it got dark.

The qi and blood are trained to roll like beads, and the tendons are as soft as cotton.His entire body felt almost like a piece of wrought iron that had been hammered and hammered over and over again. Only then did he slowly retract his posture, exhaling a foul smell with a strong fishy smell.

At this time, big hot sweat broke out on the dry and clean skin, as if it suddenly emerged from the water, and it was all wet from head to toe.

"Seventh brother's legs are getting better?"

With a happy smile on Hualian'er's face, she handed over a soft handkerchief.

This is for wiping sweat.

She will always appear in the most suitable place at the most suitable time.

"Those three pills are not simple. You have said it all. Even pharmacies don't have to sell them. They are very precious medicines. It's not surprising that they have this effect."

Chen Ping just told Hualian'er about the origin of Yushen Wan, saying that he found it from the "relics" of Boss Yan and Zhang Dabeard.

Along with those gold and silver hand crossbows.

He didn't really tell about Fairy Fubo.

This matter is really unclear, and it cannot be told to others.

Instead, he really wanted to ask if this "Little Martial Arts Girl", who knew all the allusions of the world like the back of her hand, knew about her relationship with Fairy Fubo.

It's a pity that I can't ask, which violates the principle of "hiding identity".

I asked Hualian'er side-by-side... I learned that Fairy Fubo became famous at the age of 13, and the Jiuxiaoqin was famous all over the world, but she has been wandering all by herself.

Where did the nephew come from?

Things are getting weirder.

Don't think too much about things you don't understand.

This has always been Chen Ping's strengths.

The most important thing at present is not to explore identity, but to improve strength and have the ability to protect oneself.

Otherwise, everything is empty talk.

He did not forget.

On the bright side, I have also suffered from Chang Sansi's "Yin Hand", and I have a foreign debt of 300 taels of silver...

Before this matter is resolved, how dare you relax in the slightest.

"The hot water has been boiled, hurry up and take a bath, and be careful not to catch a cold from the wind."

Hualian'er pushed Chen Ping to the back room, thinking that brother Qi had just recovered, so he must not be careless.

Looking at Hualian'er, Chen Ping couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub her slightly withered and dry hair, shaking his head and smiling, "I'm not that weak, don't worry, I won't get sick."

The muscles and bones are strong, and the blood is like fire.

In the past few days, not only did he take Yushen Pills to heal his wounds, but the excess medicinal power penetrated into his body to replenish his vitality. His physical strength rose rapidly like a rocket, as if there was no end to it.

He tried his strength when no one was around...

The blue limestone, which weighs about a hundred kilograms, is held in one hand, just like holding a basketball, without feeling the pressure at all.

Preliminary estimates, with one arm swaying, may have a thousand catties of strength.

This is very unscientific.

It's just a great achievement in Yijin, I've never heard of such a boost in strength.

Even in the period of the Republic of China according to later generations, those martial arts masters, after training their muscles and bones, folded their arms together, and could lift seven or eight hundred catties were considered unborn figures.

With all the strength in my arms, it's no problem to hold two thousand catties.

Moreover, with the breakthrough of the realm of martial arts, the strength will skyrocket...

It's a little strange.

However, on the attribute panel, it clearly shows that the bones are normal, just the appearance of a middle-aged man.

What's going on with this abnormal increase in strength?

'Could it be that this body has any hidden blood talent?It has not been activated. This thing and the bones of the human body are two categories?Is this the unrevealable secret that the woman in black said? '

There is too little information available now, and the truth cannot be deduced, so we can only put it aside for the time being.

 Laojiu's book is pretty good.

  "I can't stand this rotten teacher"

  Before Yu Yuan was reborn as a god, he became a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Jiejiao Jinling and Wen Zhong's senior brother.

  Seeing that the catastrophe was approaching, and all the disciples of the Interceptor were still immersed in the aura of the "Sage Master", Yu Yuan slowly blew out a smoke ring: "This rotten Interceptor can't wait..."

  Zhunti: "Jiejiao is really rotten, not worthy of a character like Xiaoyou, I wonder if Xiaoyou would like to come to my west?"

  Yu Yuan slapped him, "I'm the only one who can scold you! Try to scold me again!"

  ……

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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