Chapter 811

"《Fist Classic》, 《Grass Flying》? Are these two books considered secret manuals?" Bai Lang now has some of his own free time—watching the field actually doesn't have so many fights. The distribution between various forces has long been settled. Watching the field is mainly used to deter those guests, and of course, there is also going to other places to squat on the horse to fill the number of people. In fact, this also shows that the people above don't care much about these new gang members—that is, the first place in each place they will receive to the main rudder for the elders to pick, and the second place and the people behind are actually treated the same.

It is because Bai Lang is among the best, so the things given to him are relatively easy, and he can have more time to practice. Eating and sleeping here doesn't cost money, but the monthly money is really not much, one tael of silver a month.

Holding these two so-called secret manuals, Bai Lang flipped through them "hua-la-la". The formulas inside are simple and easy to understand, but this human figure is really abstract—fortunately, there are arrows and a lot of annotations on the side, which finally allows Bai Lang to have some understanding of the channel of Qi operation and the combination of true Qi and flesh. "Now I know why there must be a master to teach by word of mouth. I also don't understand how those so-called people who jumped off the cliff and got secret manuals practiced a body of divine skills?" It can only be said that the protagonist's immortality law.

But now Bai Lang doesn't look like a protagonist. There is one good thing about working in this tooth line, that is, the news from all over the world is very well-informed. Bai Lang is still young, and he is fascinated by the storytelling inside. It turns out that the level of martial arts is also divided into various realms, but the people here only know up to innate experts, and those after that are vague. I only heard that there are distinctions between spiritual realms and Dharma bodies. And the gang leader of the Changle Gang is an innate expert.

Looking at it this way, Bai Lang feels that he may not necessarily be able to enter the innate in this life—relying on this primary qigong and long fist to reach the innate? Even if someone says so, Bai Lang has to believe it... However, this Long Fist plus the fist method in the Fist Classic, the coverage is really wide. As far as Bai Lang's memory is concerned, it seems that most of the so-called "national martial arts fist methods" in the world he "traveled through" are included in it. And this "light kung fu" of Grass Flying is something that those so-called national martial arts cannot truly possess—because this world is practicing true Qi and internal force.

Grass Flying is the internal force running through the meridians of the legs and lungs, thereby obtaining faster running speed, and looking at what is said in this secret manual, after practicing to the point of entering the hall, you can slide on the grass when you lift your Qi, and the grass will not bend when people pass by. Since he has practiced a mouthful of true Qi, Bai Lang treats this kung fu as true, and begins to practice it seriously—mainly running internal force to pass through the meridians.

Coming to this world, Bai Lang has no interest in those inferior hobbies—the singing and dancing of this world are quite boring in his opinion, and if he wants to linger in the flowers, first of all, his body doesn't have this condition, and secondly, he is shy of money—one tael of silver a month, it is very good to maintain his own life, and still want to go to the brothel? Even the lowest yellow fish can't go a few times—in fact, the tooth line has extra money, but this is just when he first came, others won't take him to play for the time being.

Fortunately, sleeping is not cold and food is enough, and even the gang will issue a bottle of ghee every month in addition to the monthly money—this thing can be applied to the body and massaged with specific techniques, which can treat falls and injuries, and also has the effect of strengthening tendons and bones and growing Qi. "It should be much stronger than the so-called tiger bone plaster." This was the first time after applying it to the body and massaging it, and after being scalded by this thing, Bai Lang thought that the heat directly penetrated the muscles and reached the bone marrow, making people feel like they were exercising in the furnace.

Since there is no time-wasting business on weekdays, Bai Lang naturally has a lot of free time, of course, it is used to practice martial arts—is there anything more interesting than practicing martial arts in this world? And practicing martial arts to the deep, I heard that you can be like a land immortal, and even becoming a Buddha and ancestor is not impossible. There is no difference between martial arts and practicing Taoism... Now there are only a few kung fu in his hands, of course, it is practiced over and over again, and at the same time, he is setting up whether he can get other kung fu.

Winter goes and spring comes, and time has passed for three years. Although he is not very clear about his real age, Bai Lang looks like a teenager of seventeen or eighteen now—practicing martial arts plus enough nutrition makes him should be taller and stronger than his actual age, of course, this is from the perspective of his situation before traveling through time. The Fist Classic and Long Fist have also been integrated, and the operation of true Qi has also passed through the Ren meridian, and also passed through three of the twelve regular meridians, so he has also practiced Grass Flying to a small success.

Although he can hit fist wind, there is no situation where there is power a few feet away. This kind of thing like splitting the air palm is simply not practiced by Bai Lang. If he hits someone, he can let the internal force penetrate into the opponent's body through the fist strength to destroy. At least if he hits a stone with one punch, Bai Lang can also make the stone shatter into small pieces now. However, this stone is probably about the size of a small half-person.

On this day, Bai Lang still followed his habits for many years, getting up early to practice boxing and martial arts—now he is a tooth line watcher with some face, and he can get three taels a month. Others have long been oily and slippery, and few people practice martial arts on weekdays—they can't see the road ahead, so naturally their hearts are dead. Only Bai Lang is wind and rain, practicing diligently every day. Now he is the strongest person in the tooth line. On this day, he was also sitting and watching the field in the line according to the rules above, but a few younger brothers went out to collect accounts and collected a pile of broken things.

These people cursed and dragged the guy who had no money to pay the bill into a beating. Bai Lang didn't care about them—he also knew this person. He was a rascal on the street, addicted to gambling on weekdays, cheating and cheating, and he really owed a little money to this tooth line, so he was often dragged in and beaten. However, the broken things taken in to offset the debt aroused the interest of this person—maybe there is some hidden secret manual in it? Anyway, Bai Lang will rummage through it every time.

After rummaging through it, it was still a pile of broken things. Finally, Bai Lang also followed the crowd and picked up a small jade fish that looked like it was worth a little money—this is considered the default benefit for the thugs of the tooth line. If you don't take it, it doesn't meet the rules. This jade fish is only half a finger long, and the jade quality used looks quite inferior. Bai Lang didn't care, so he played with it in his fingers like a coin. Unexpectedly, he used a little more force and clamped the jade fish into two pieces.

The broken jade fish suddenly pierced Bai Lang's finger, and blood seeped into the jade fish. Suddenly, the jade fish closed, as if it were a real fish, and flicked its tail. At that time, Bai Lang disappeared from his room... ===== CHAPTER 812 =====