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Chapter 6 Little Black Chicken, let me see where you run (please follow up)
The Ten Thousand Mountains are an endless chain, stretching 9000 kilometers from northeast to southwest.

Under the measurement of modern technology, it was accurately measured that the Wanzhong Mountains cover an area of ​​810 million square kilometers.

To the east of the Wan Zhong Mountain Range are the Thirteen Eastern Prefectures; to the west of the Wan Zhong Mountain Range are the Thirteen Western Prefectures.

This land of 26 states in the east and west, including the entire Wan Zhong Mountain, is the country where Fang Lang is located.

"Team up and hunt down the third-level monster Wolverine."

"Brother, do you want to form a team? It's not dangerous, just looking for medicinal materials."

Along the way, Fang Lang met two groups of people, who asked him to form a team to explore the Wanzhong Mountain. One group was to hunt monsters, and the other group was to search for medicinal materials.

There are not only hundreds of millions of monsters in Wan Zhong Mountain, but also inexhaustible medicinal materials.

"Need not."

Fang Lang shook his head and refused.

His goal of entering the Ten Thousand Chong Mountains this time was to imprint the four traditional martial arts in his mind through constant practice, not to hunt monsters and find medicinal materials to make money.

One month is too short, and Fang Lang is not yet fully sure to turn the strengthening effect of the martial arts master's heart into his own.

He quickly entered the Ten Thousand Chong Mountains and followed the route in his memory, heading straight into the depths of the Wan Chong Mountains.

As the sun sets, the mountains and forests are quiet, and countless monsters looking for food at night are about to become active.

Fang Lang seized the time and continued deeper. When night fell, he came to a small river and stopped.

The river flow is gentle and crystal clear. The moonlight shines on the river water and ripples thousands of miles along with the waves.

"This is where I came once."

"It hasn't changed at all."

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

The scenery of this place many years ago was exactly the same as what Fang Lang saw today.

However, the people who appreciate its scenery have changed again and again.

"Although this place does not belong to the internal area of ​​Wan Zhong Mountain, there will still be Level [-] monsters appearing. Find a relatively safe place to rest for the night and start practicing again tomorrow."

In Wan Zhong Mountain, warriors are likely to be attacked by monsters while sleeping.

It is necessary to find a relatively safe habitat.

Fang Lang walked downstream along the river and found a towering tree two kilometers away from the river bank.

The forked branches of the big tree were enough for Fang Lang to sleep on the branches.

He slept in this big tree all night.

The next day, just after dawn, Fang Lang jumped down from the branch and started doing Tai Chi.

The strengthening effect of the Heart of the Chinese Martial Arts Master is to make Fang Lang possess and master all traditional Chinese martial arts, which is like carving a memory into Fang Lang's mind.

This memory allows Fang Lang to easily master traditional martial arts to the level of a master, so Fang Lang must try to forget this memory and practice again.

Only in this way can he make the four traditional martial arts of Tai Chi, Xingyiquan, Bagua Zhang and Bajiquan his own before the strengthening runes of the Heart of the National Martial Arts Master expire.

"Why do you feel like when Master Zhang taught Zhang Wuji Tai Chi?"

Fang Lang practiced Tai Chi several times early in the morning and also found tree branches to practice Tai Chi Sword several times.

But because of the strengthening of the martial arts master's heart, Fang Lang didn't know how much he actually mastered.

While he wanted to forget the memory of Tai Chi brought to him by the master of martial arts, he also wanted to remember Tai Chi firmly through his own practice.

On the one hand, you have to forget and on the other hand, you have to remember, mysterious and mysterious.

Fang Lang no longer knows whether the Tai Chi he performed was brought to him by the heart of a martial arts master, or whether he learned it himself?

“No matter what, practice will make these things your own.”

Fang Lang didn't hesitate anymore. After practicing Tai Chi again, he walked towards the river to see if he could catch a fish for breakfast.

"Black water chicken?"

When we came to the river, we didn't find the fish, but we found two black water chickens swimming back and forth in the water.

In this world, the black water chicken actually evolved from the pheasant.Because of the abundant spiritual energy here, many animals have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Tsk, tsk, I'm starting to drool."

Fang Lang drooled as he looked at the two black water chickens.

This black water chicken is absolutely delicious, and it sells for around 5 yuan.

If it is made into delicacies and served on the table, the price will be higher.

"Although the black water chicken is not aggressive, it can still be regarded as a first-level monster. It swims very fast in the water, so you can catch it by surprise."

Fang Lang stood on the river bank and watched the two black water chickens swimming attentively.

He was not in a hurry to take action because he wanted to catch both black waterfowl, so he was waiting for the two black waterfowls to swim together.

After three years of mining in Wan Zhong Mountain, Fang Lang has plenty of patience.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the two black water chickens finally got close to each other.

Fang Lang jumped into the water and came out holding a black water chicken in each hand.

"Little black chicken, let me see where you are going!"

Fang Lang was so happy that he caught both of them and waited for more than ten minutes.

After catching the black water chicken, Fang Lang cleaned one of them and prepared to roast it.The other dug a deep hole under the tree and buried it in the deep hole.

He did this because the weather was hot and he was afraid that another black water chicken would go bad.

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.

Fang Lang lit a fire and barbecued it.

"The taste is really amazing. No wonder a first-level monster is so expensive."

"It's been a long time since I tasted the delicious taste of monsters. Try the monster seasoning."

The flesh and blood of monster beasts are full of spiritual energy, and they taste endless aftertaste.

Fang Lang has been mining in Wan Zhong Mountain for three years, where can he eat monsters?

For a moment, he couldn't help but be intoxicated with the delicious food.

Especially when he sprinkled it with monster seasoning, he ate it with great pleasure.

That's why he went down the mountain to buy monster seasoning.

"It is said that the person who invented the monster seasoning is a strong master."

"It seems that he is not only a master, but also a foodie!"

After Fang Lang finished eating the black water chicken, he still felt unsatisfied.

After a short rest, I started practicing Tai Chi again.

"Today is September 26th, and there are still [-] days in this month. So practice four martial arts day and night. Each martial art should be practiced for at least six days, and the last two days will be used to consolidate."

"Tai Chi, Xingyi, Baji, Bagua, just practice in this order."

After making up his mind, Fang Lang was ready to practice hard and began to practice according to the plan.

In the next few days, except for hunting monsters to fill his stomach and sleeping, he spent the rest of the time practicing Tai Chi.

Occasionally passing by some warriors, they couldn't help but laugh when they saw Fang Lang practicing a weak and extremely slow boxing technique, as if he was doing radio gymnastics.

"Tai Chi is indeed a martial art for strengthening the body on earth, not a killing technique. But in this world, you can't even imagine how powerful it is."

Fang Lang didn't take it to heart about the ridicule of the passing warriors, because these people didn't understand at all.

"To be fair, warriors in this world can use spiritual energy, which is many times stronger than the true energy in martial arts novels. Tai Chi and other things should be more powerful than what Zhang Zhenren can display."

On September [-], Fang Lang's last day of practicing Tai Chi, he decided to use his spiritual energy to try the power of Tai Chi.

But when Fang Lang finished testing the power of Tai Chi, Fang Lang was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)