Chapter 892
After Bai Lang took down the pair of maces, he found that there was a strap on the deer horn rack, and the hoop on it seemed to be able to let the user carry the pair of maces on his back. He was quite happy to collect these things. When he turned his head, he found that the others had also started to exchange—they were perhaps more familiar with each other, after all, they had experienced life-and-death fighting, so there would be a little small communication, but it seemed that they had also exchanged the things they liked.
"By the way, can you communicate scores with each other?" Bai Lang asked casually, and the voice immediately replied, "Not allowed, but exchanged items can be communicated with each other." Bai Lang immediately curled his lips, "Sure enough, taking off pants and farting is superfluous."
Everyone exchanged quite quickly, but it seemed that except for Bai Lang, no one else exchanged anything that looked conspicuous—it seemed that they were all exchanging divine pills and wonderful medicines. At this time, Bai Lang also said, "What's going on with the little monk Ci'en? As for me—this trial is absolutely... problematic!" His words caused the eyes of the two women to turn red, and the two men also sighed.
"It's a pity for the little monk..." It turned out that the little monk was indeed a brave and diligent person. If it weren't for his desperate blow to break the target's defense, I'm afraid everyone here would die. In the words, it was endless regret and hatred for his own martial arts not being high enough. Bai Lang blinked his eyes. Although the little monk had a very short contact time, he liked to talk and was easy to talk to. He was definitely a good monk, and if he wanted to return to secular life, he was even more of a good monk—but it was really a pity to die like this.
"By the way, can you be resurrected?" Bai Lang asked loudly, "Wait until you have enough points and heavenly materials and earthly treasures." The voice sounded quite annoying, but what he said made everyone's spirit lift. So everyone said they would contact more, and then followed the instructions of the voice, walked out of the palace, entered the clouds and mist, and disappeared. Mu Ronghua winked at Bai Lang, "I'll come to find you later." Then he walked out first.
Bai Lang walked out of the palace last. He touched the jade fish and looked back, then stepped into the clouds and mist.
It was also a blur in front of his eyes, but Bai Lang immediately saw a strange ghost head flash on his chest, and then disappeared on his chest. "Hmm?" Bai Lang didn't want to say more for the time being, and after walking a few steps, this white fog disappeared just like that. He found that he was standing in his room... The maces behind him were still there, and his clothes were still broken, but there was no abnormality other than that.
"This is..." Bai Lang touched the jade fish, "Could it be that this fish didn't cause this good thing?" When Bai Lang put the jade fish in front of his eyes, he found that the jade fish looked much more moist, as if it was about to become a live fish. "So fast?" Bai Lang muttered.
He quickly changed his clothes, then collected the purple gold maces, and cursed a few times, "The weapon that was just forged hasn't been warmed up yet, and it was lost. Even the short sword was broken. You say what kind of thing this is!" However, there was also an unexpected joy. This fight made his Golden Bell Shield internal force make great progress in rushing through the meridians. Perhaps within a few months, he would be able to open up the twelve regular meridians together with the eight extraordinary meridians, and then he could really break through the second level.
The situation was just as he expected. Three months later, he really opened up the meridians of his whole body, and his martial arts improved greatly. The internal force was as majestic as a bell, but he didn't open up the Ren and Du meridians, so he couldn't step into the innate. And the second level of the Golden Bell Shield had already broken through silently on the day he opened up all the meridians. However, Mu Ronghua said he would come to find him immediately, but he hadn't come until now—Bai Lang didn't mind. He was in a very good state now. Instead, if Mu Ronghua came to find him, he would be hard to hide himself.
Bai Lang had no interest in standing out in the Changle Gang.
Mu Ronghua didn't come to find him, and Bai Lang was happy to do so—anyway, he might meet him in the next trial. Looking at it now, after the second level of the Golden Bell Shield broke through, he found that the third level was also in front of him. The Golden Bell Shield three levels are one section, and the initial big level can be broken like a broken bamboo. Bai Lang gritted his teeth and prepared to directly break through the third level.
After the second level of the Golden Bell Shield broke through, the five internal organs were already covered with a layer of true qi. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to be injured internally again, and the protective true qi has gradually taken shape. It is already possible to integrate the body without special qi, instead of the original need to transport qi to block the blow of a certain part. After this second level, it can truly be called "Thirteen Tai Bao Horizontal Training Golden Bell Shield," and the Golden Bell Shield internal force combined with the Thirty-Two Road Long Fist to nourish strength, Bai Lang's strength has risen by a notch.
He also tried to find a set of fist and foot kung fu stronger than the Thirty-Two Road Long Fist in these few months, but he had a premise that he didn't want the Tiger Form true meaning practiced to be practiced in vain, so he also had requirements for fist techniques, that is, it is best to have a tiger form—fortunately, there are also tigers in this world, and it is probably also a top-level fierce beast, so there must be tiger form fist. It's just that Bai Lang didn't find a suitable one. He couldn't afford a suitable one with his little contribution points, and he didn't want an unsuitable one.
However, there is a good thing that his iron mace technique has a bit of a look. Anyway, it is actually simpler than knives and swords, nothing more than smashing, hanging, wiping, rolling, and stabbing, and the most commonly used are smashing and stabbing. If he can borrow horse power... "However, my lightness skill is fast in short distance, this special need to borrow horse power seems to be unnecessary." Bai Lang thought so, but this did not prevent him from using mules and horses handled in the tooth firm to practice one or two—this little privilege is still there.
Of course, people in the tooth firm and the gang also knew that this Bai Lang had found his favorite weapon, and most people just laughed—using knives and swords are martial arts people, using iron maces... The painting style is indeed wrong. This country does not forbid armor, but martial arts people do not wear armor, at most they wear soft armor to prevent assassination. In the eyes of martial arts experts, it is better to use this money to get precious knives and sharp weapons than to wear armor.
Bai Lang didn't care about them. On this day, he borrowed a breath and began to rush to the third level. This third level also needs to borrow external force. Since Bai Lang doesn't want others to know that he is practicing the Golden Bell Shield, he has to do it himself. This person swings the iron mace and smashes it on his own body... This is the technique of beating. Practicing the third level is to use the technique of beating to strengthen the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, making the meridians tough, and the skin and flesh difficult to be hurt by knives and swords, and even if they are hurt, it is not very painful, so as not to lose combat effectiveness due to pain.
The heavier the blow in this level, the faster the breakthrough—of course, it can't be too heavy. It's stupid to smash yourself to death or cause serious injury. However, after three days of beating, Bai Lang's third level was already achieved—this level was the easiest and fastest. However, for the fourth level... Bai Lang flipped through the secret manual, "Basically, it takes time." And just at this time, the jade fish jumped up again, splashed out a hole, and Bai Lang fell into it just like that, bare-chested and holding the iron mace. ===== CHAPTER 893 =====
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