Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

  Chapter 321 Smuggling, Reiki, Fist

  "Don't think about that, hurry up and carry the blood."

   did not respond to Xu Cheng, Shen Mingzhu stood up.

   "Tomorrow I will rush out of town early, morning class Xinyue will take you to practice."

Out of town?

  Smuggling?

   Isn’t the patrol team strictly inspecting it now?

   "Well, why don't I go with you tomorrow," Xu Cheng changed his mouth when Shen Mingzhu turned his head to look at him, "You are a girl out of the city, I will accompany you to rest assured."

  Shen Mingzhu turned to look at Shen Xinyue, who was hurriedly lowering his head next to him, and then looked at Xu Cheng, “What about a girl? I’ll hit ten with one hand for you.”

  ……

   "Puff——"

  Shen Xinyue spouted a mouthful of rice.

  Xu Cheng blinked his eyes, stood up, and walked to his room.

   "Sister, can you really hit him ten with one hand?" Shen Xinyue shouted with a grin.

   "Eat your meal, and remember to brush the bowl later." Shen Mingzhu turned around and left after glaring at her.

   "You guys, just bully me..." Shen Xinyue muttered while pouting.

   Xu Cheng returned to the room and did not carry the blood.

  The medicinal power in that glass of wine is not a single hair to him.

   However, this method of the alchemist, I don't know if it is a coincidence or is related to the inheritance of the alchemy.

  He has seen the spirit pattern on the locomotive, and he can be sure.

  This pharmacist, he can’t judge by just a glass of medicinal wine.

  It's just that if the alchemist really makes money like this, it's a way to consider.

Standing in the room, Xu Cheng has a subtle aura around him.

  This trace of spiritual energy, only the innate realm of the cultivation world, did not reach the hundred one.

  But this is what Xu Cheng came to the world of Tianwu to condense.

  With this aura that will not be rejected by this world, he can do a lot.

  A faint light floated in his palm, and he gently patted his palm on the kettle on the table in front of him.

  This kettle was sent by Shen Mingzhu today. It is a bright iron kettle.

  "Solution——"

  As Xu Cheng whispered, the kettle burst with a "bang", and the tea in it exploded all over him.

   "Boom——"

  The room door was pushed open, and Shen Mingzhu stood at the door, watching Xu Cheng, who was covered with water.

   "I just want to pour a glass of water." Xu Cheng's face was innocent and pointed to the scattered debris.

   "This kettle is not strong either."

  Shen Mingzhu glanced at the fragments, nodded and said: "Tomorrow, I will change a kettle made of 100 steel for you."

  After speaking, she turned around and took the door to the room.

  The bright iron kettle, directly broken into that way, this method...

  In the room, there is no hot air like yesterday, but there is a strange power fluctuation.

  This is a power that Shen Mingzhu has never seen before.

  Xu Cheng is definitely not as simple as he saw it.

  Fortunately, a month later, he took part in the Wilderness Hunting Ceremony on behalf of the Pearl Martial Arts Hall. From now on, he will not have any intersection with him.

Whether    is dead or alive, it depends on his fate.

  If he really has a special ability to survive the famine hunting ceremony, it would be better, and he would feel less guilty in his heart.

  In the room, Xu Cheng spread his hands.

  In his palm, there is a silver bead the size of a marble.

  This bead is the iron essence in the kettle.

  At that moment, he extracted the essence of the kettle with Jie Fan's hand, and the kettle would burst.

  In the palm of the hand, aura is entwined, and the iron bead turns into a seven-inch blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

  Xu Cheng flicked his finger, and a few faint scratches appeared on the blade.

  The scratches flashed brightly, and the blade became transparent and invisible.

  With a move of his palm, the blade pressed against his arm.

  This cicada-wing knife, with the blessings he can currently display, may be able to exert unexpected combat power.

  In any case, this knife can be regarded as a mid-level ordinary tool, which is higher than that of the locomotive driver that is worth hundreds of thousands.

  Close the blade, Xu Cheng began to run Qi and blood, condensing aura.

  Just a while ago, the aura he had cultivated last night was almost consumed.

  Land of wealth and law, now he has nothing on his hands, relying entirely on penance, it is really hard.

  ——————

  The next morning, when Xu Cheng got up to the small courtyard, he did not see Shen Mingzhu.

  Only the little girl, Shen Xinyue, was doing exercises with her head buried there.

  Xu Cheng stepped forward, first stretched his muscles a few times, slinged the sling lock, and then put on a posture and began to practice Luoye Quan.

  This time, he did not pay attention to the boxing style as before, but used the boxing style very casually.

  The artistic conception of Falling Leaf Boxing, pay attention to autumn wind and falling leaves.

  At the first level, the fist is like falling leaves in the autumn wind. It is gentle and unfocused, drifting indefinitely, making the enemy elusive.

  The second realm, with the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, directly crushing the powerful enemy.

  At this time, Xu Cheng's boxing style seemed to be loose and wandering, but it was a little psychedelic that people couldn't deal with.

   "No, no." Shen Xinyue walked over quickly and reached out to help Xu Cheng's arm.

   "It's only one night, how can you forget the fist-" She didn't finish her words, and Xu Cheng moved her arm gently, avoiding her palm, and then pressed it on her slightly sweaty chest.

  Hey, I didn’t see it, the little girl was also expecting.

   Touched the palm of his hand, Xu Cheng moved in his heart, and then quickly retracted his hand.

   "You, you!" The little girl blushed and raised her hand to hit Xu Cheng's shoulder.

  Fist hit Xu Cheng's left shoulder, and Xu Cheng's figure shook slightly, like a leaf with no force, on one side of his body, let out the power on the little girl's fist.

  Shen Xinyue didn't expect Xu Cheng to have this trick. His fists were knocked out, his feet were unstable, and his whole body rushed into Xu Cheng's arms.

  Xu Cheng gently raised his hand to support it, but the position of the palm was warm and soft.

   Without waiting for the embarrassed little girl to move, Xu Cheng has already spoken: "Look at the Luo Ye Quan Yi that I realized last night, right?"

  Fisting?

  Shen Xinyue was taken aback first, then raised his fist and smashed his face at Xu Cheng.

   "Sex embryo! I only practiced boxing for a day, so what kind of boxing is here!"

   "You can comprehend boxing skills. Have I practiced my boxing skills on dogs in the past few years?"

  If a punch in the face is smashed, Xu Cheng must open a sauce shop on his face.

   seemed to realize that the punch was too fierce, half of the punch, the little girl reduced a lot of speed and strength.

   Just when his fist was about to touch the bridge of Xu Cheng's nose, Xu Cheng's figure suddenly fell like a fallen leaf, and he shook it lightly and took a step forward.

  The little girl hit Xu Cheng's chest with her head and face, she couldn't stand under her feet, and fell backward.

  Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to fish, and started with a gentle softness.

   "You, you, you bully..."

  Shen Xinyue's eyes were red, and the big bean pearl rolled off.

   "No, no, this is really the fist that I understand." Xu Cheng let go of his hand, and then gently waved his fist a few times like a big bad wolf: "Do you want to learn this fist? I will teach you."

  Fisting?

  Can this be learned?

With tears still hanging on his face, Shen Xinyue looked at Xu Cheng with wide eyes.

   "Come on, I will teach you, look, when the arm punches, it is three minutes loose..."

Being led by Xu Cheng, Shen Xinyue began to re-practice the Luoyequan he had practiced countless times.

  Not to mention, Xu Cheng’s warm big hands change her arms and waist and hips from time to time, making her fist style really feel different.

  Practicing a few punches~www.readwn.com~ Although I am tired and sweaty, the power of the boxing style is really stronger than that.

  Walking a few more times, Xu Cheng no longer needs to reach out to help.

   "How is it?" Shen Xinyue looked at Xu Cheng with a look of excitement, with sweat on his face after finishing his posture.

   "Very good, very good..." Xu Cheng's gaze fell on the soaked skirt.

  When these two sisters do the exercises, don’t they like to wear them inside?

   "Color embryo!"

   Feeling Xu Cheng's gaze, Shen Xinyue gritted his teeth and gave a low drink, then turned and left.

   "Sister left breakfast in the kitchen, I'm going to warm it up."

  At breakfast, although the little girl did not speak, she felt that she was in a good mood after comprehending the sense of fist.

   "We'll go out after dinner." Putting down the dishes, Xu Cheng said.

  He wanted to see how the alchemist made medicine.

  Hearing what he said, Shen Xinyue raised her head.

  (End of this chapter)