Don't worry, let me start a game first

Taking the little gold and silver he dug out, Lin Qianxing moved to Han Shouliang's house the next day.

He had nothing to prepare, after all, the place where he originally lived had nothing of value except some rags.

After Lou Ji took Lin Qianxing to choose a room, he personally brought bedding and sweeping tools to help Lin Qianxing clean up the dust in the room.

Lin Qianxing wanted to help, but was stopped.

"This is my job. You are Mr. Han's disciple, so you don't have to do these menial tasks." Lou Ji said.

"Isn't Senior Sister Lou also a disciple of Master?" Lin Qianxing asked doubtfully.

"Don't call me Senior Sister!" Lou Ji looked a little flustered upon hearing this, and said, "I was just kindly adopted by Mr. Han. I am not Mr. Han's disciple."

Lin Qianxing suddenly realized and said to Lou Ji: "Is it okay if I call Miss Lou from now on?"

"Just call me by my name." Lou Ji said.

"Okay, then Lou Ji, just call me by my name from now on." Lin Qianxing said.

"That won't work. You are now Mr. Han's disciple. I have to call you Mr. Lin, otherwise Mr. Lin will say that I don't understand dignity." Lou Ji said.

When Lin Qianxing heard this, he had no intention of correcting Lou Ji. Instead, he and Lou Ji cleaned the house together.

Lou Ji wanted to stop him, but Lin Qianxing refused because he wanted to move in early.

So Lou Ji couldn't say any more.

After cleaning, Lin Qianxing took the tea she made and the snacks she made from Lou Ji and started eating.

"You should eat too." Lin Qianxing said to Lou Ji.

"This is for you, I can't eat it." Lou Ji shook his head.

"How can we tell the difference so clearly? You have been busy for most of the day. Let's eat together." Lin Qianxing said.

After saying that, he forcefully stuffed two snacks into Lou Ji's hands.

Lou Ji took the snacks and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She has experienced the ups and downs of human relationships since she was a child, and has met many people. She knows that the young man in front of her seems to be a good person.

time flies.

Soon Lin Qianxing had stayed with Han Shouliang for ten days.

His cultivation speed is extremely fast, and his mental attribute has reached 5.54 in ten days. This cultivation speed is definitely very exaggerated.

Moreover, his skills in using spirit are becoming more and more proficient day by day, and now he can barely manifest a hollow iron needle in the palm of his hand.

Don't look at it as just an iron needle.

If Lin Qianxing fired it with all his strength, it could easily reach thirty feet away.

And it is so powerful that it can easily break through the skin.

If he uses it well, he can hit people out of nowhere, and most people will be killed in an instant.

Even if the martial arts practitioner is not high enough, if he doesn't pay attention, he will be dead.

According to Han Shouliang, the spiritual master's practice system seems to have a higher starting point than that of a martial artist from the beginning.

Therefore, the status of the spiritual master seems to be higher.

In the inner city, if an ordinary martial artist, that is, a strongman kills an ordinary person, he will be fined.

And if a spiritual master like Lin Qianxing kills someone, he doesn't need to worry about it, he can just leave.

The legal provisions of the city absolutely took care of him.

However, Lin Qianxing thought the skill of [Psychic Manifestation] was pretty good, but the ability to drive away objects was not as good as what Han Shouliang taught Lin Qianxing's [True Secret of Ten Thousand Spears].

But Lin Qianxing can also understand. After all, Han Shouliang only teaches basic methods of spiritually expelling objects, and his [Ten Thousand Spears True Art] is a magical power with a certain conceptual nature. It can not only be driven by absorbing spiritual power, but also Driven by physical strength, he can even directly control it if he thinks it is a gun.

How can we put the two together?

On this day, Lin Qianxing finished his practice and took the time to go out.

Then he got news about the Snake Shadow Gang.

Cheng Wu disappeared the day after he became his disciple.

Completely disappear.

No one knew what happened. The Snake Shadow Gang was also disbanded and replaced by a new gang to manage it.

Lin Qianxing raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Han Shouliang to do things so simply and roughly.

He thought that Han Shouliang could at most ask someone to inform the other party and give him a warning.

Unexpectedly, even the people and the gang were wiped out.

When Lin Qianxing returned to Han Shouliang's residence, he saw an extra person in the yard.

The man was wearing a blue coarse cloth, tall and strong, with strong energy and blood.

But his eyes were filled with blood red, and he was full of evil aura.

At first glance, he is no ordinary person.

Lin Qianxing greeted Han Shouliang and then left.

In the next two days, Lin Qianxing learned the identity of this person.

He is a leader of the Blood Knife Gang, named Zeng Hong, and he came here to practice calligraphy.

The Blood Knife Gang is different from the Snake Shadow Gang. This is a larger gang.

There were more than two hundred people among them.

Their gang leader is said to be related to the people in the inner city, and will send some things to the people in the inner city for trade from time to time.

To put it simply, the Blood Knife Gang should be a "tool" of a certain force in the inner city.

The reason why Zeng Hong came to learn calligraphy was to facilitate the reception of information from the upper class in the inner city.

The best people in the inner city will never go out unless necessary.

They will not easily come into contact with people from other cities.

So when conveying information, words are used.

This is why key members of the gang come to learn calligraphy.

As for why they don't study internally, it is natural that in addition to learning Chinese characters, they also need to learn some key things.

Something that only people in the inner city know and should not be spread blindly.

After Lin Qianxing learned that Zeng Hong had practiced martial arts, he became interested in Zeng Hong's martial arts.

While Zeng Hong was practicing calligraphy, Lin Qianxing handed Zeng Hong tea and snacks.

"Thank you so much, young master." Zeng Hong raised his head and looked at Lin Qianxing with bloodshot eyes.

His attitude seemed a little reserved and respectful.

Obviously this was not directed at Lin Qianxing, but at Lin Qianxing's status as Han Shouliang's direct disciple.

"I heard that Brother Zeng has practiced martial arts?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Please don't embarrass me, Mr. Lin. My little skill as a three-legged cat cannot reach the level of elegance." Zeng Hong said, "Besides, in the end, after practicing martial arts, I am just a strong man with some brute force. Mr. Lin, you are Why would a superior spiritual master care about such obscene martial arts?"

As soon as Lin Qianxing opened his mouth, Zeng Hong saw Lin Qianxing's intention.

It wasn't that he was too proud of his low-level martial arts skills. The main reason was that he didn't dare to teach Lin Qianxing easily.

If Lin Qianxing practiced martial arts and ruined his original training as a spiritual master, he would probably be eaten alive by Han Shouliang.

Lin Qianxing saw Zeng Hong's concerns and did not continue to embarrass him.

However, for the sake of the tea and snacks sent by Lin Qianxing, Zeng Hong quietly pointed out the source to Lin Qianxing.

That night.

Lin Qianxing excused herself to go for a walk and left the yard wearing a black cloak.

He walked forward, going further and further into the outer city.

Finally came to a closed door.

Lin Qianxing followed the information given by Zeng Hong and knocked on the door several times rhythmically.

Squeak~!

The wooden door opened, and an old man in gray clothes opened the door.

After sizing up Lin Qianxing, he said, "Come with me."

Once inside, it's a small and crowded space.

The old man led Lin Qian to a dusty bookcase, picked through it, and took out two yellowed and somewhat tattered books and handed them to Lin Qianxing.

Lin Qianxing was about to get it, but the old man said: "Fifty yuan a piece."

Hearing this, Lin Qianxing didn't say much. He took out the silver beans he had prepared in advance and handed them to the old man.

The old man got the silver beans, weighed them casually, and then handed the book to Lin Qianxing.

[Broken Wood Fist: A boxing technique that enhances one's own strength. It is very effective when attacking wooden products. [Gui: Eat wood. 】]

[Grass step: A footwork that can make your steps light. [Strange: Every morning for a quarter of an hour, my feet feel like pins and needles. 】]

Lin Qianxing raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that this thing was also a strange thing.

Aren’t all the methods of cultivation in this world based entirely on weird things?

Lin Qianxing left with the Broken Wood Fist and Stepping Grass Step.

The old man also closed the door.

The old man seemed to be a member of some gang.

However, when he was young, he was very brave and fought hard, which damaged his foundation. Now that he is old and weak, he relies on copying the martial arts he learned when he was young to make a living.

But he didn't dare to publicize it, so he could only sell it through matchmaking with some familiar and trustworthy people.

Because these things are prohibited from being spread by the higher-ups within the gangs.

If discovered, he would be dead.

After Lin Qianxing returned to the yard, he turned on the light and started reading two books.

The first book "Broken Wood Fist", in addition to some basic punching skills, the boxing itself is the key training method.

The training method is very special. You have to recite the above mental method silently in your heart, and then swallow sawdust to successfully practice it.

Lin Qianxing frowned, this cultivation method was a bit weird.

Then he looked through "Steps on Grass" again.

The training method of this thing is also quite weird.

It is also a mental technique, but the requirement is to step on the grass and keep moving the steps.

He couldn't get the answer just by looking at nature, so Lin Qianxing decided to give it a try.

He first planned to practice "Broken Wood Fist".

After all, it’s hard to find grass, but broken wood can be found everywhere.

He found a dagger, scraped some sawdust from the edge of the table and stool, and then began to silently recite the inner meaning of the broken wood fist.

While reading, he also poured the sawdust into his mouth bit by bit.

Lin Qianxing scraped it into pieces, but it was still a bit difficult to swallow it.

He had to move his tongue more to make his mouth secrete more saliva before he could swallow.

As for why you don’t drink water and take it?

The secret book clearly states that you cannot drink water or other liquids.

It seems like it just has to make you uncomfortable.

After swallowing the sawdust into his belly, Lin Qianxing began to perform boxing according to the movements in the boxing secret book.

While boxing, he continued to recite his thoughts silently.

Lin Qianxing has a strong learning ability, so after two punches, his movements became standard. When Lin Qianxing reached the third punch, he suddenly felt that the wood chips he had swallowed seemed to be burning. Then two heat streams were generated and integrated into the body.

[Tip: By practicing "Broken Wood Fist", your physique will be +0.01. ]

Lin Qianxing stopped after feeling that all the heat in his belly was consumed.

He looked at the prompts in front of him and recalled the "Imagination of the Goddess Wu Kong", and seemed to understand something in his heart.

He felt that that mental technique and the Broken Wood Fist itself might be some kind of information.

When he practices boxing, he uses this piece of information to connect with a mysterious existence, or directly involves a certain rule of this world, and then borrows the opponent's power, swallowing the sawdust and turning it into part of his own power.

Perhaps all the methods of cultivation in this world are like this.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Qianxing suddenly felt that when he looked at the wooden furniture, he inevitably felt some appetite in his heart.

No need to guess, he knew the strange side effect of the "Wood Fist", [Eating Wood].

Lin Qianxing smiled indifferently.

No wonder this game is called "Weird World", it is really weird.