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Although they said they wanted to try out the iron cloth shirts first, it was already getting late and they still needed to arrange funeral arrangements and receive the guests who came to express their condolences.

So this matter can only be put aside first.

The two of them came to the front yard. At this time, the servants who had gone out to inform relatives and friends also came back.

Of course, the people notified are only within the scope of Moyang City. No matter how far away they are, they can only write a letter to inform them of the situation.

As for whether they will rush over immediately or later, it actually doesn't matter, they won't be able to catch up anyway.

The only time is to go to the cemetery to pay homage.

More than forty people died last night, including twenty-one who were related to the Sun family.

But the only person who was qualified to place the body in the mourning hall was Sun Jian's uncle. The others had packed up their appearance and placed it in the compound.

There were dozens of coffins, which looked a little crowded. Fortunately, more and more people came to Sun's house, so it looked better.

People kept coming to express their condolences, some crying hysterically, some crying very calmly, but most of them just shed a few tears, which was considered a worthy acquaintance.

Sun Jue stood aside wearing clothes and filial piety, just watching all this with cold eyes.

Memories are just memories after all. Even if he inherits these memories, it is just like watching an immersive long movie.

For Sun Jian, who occupies the largest space, Sun Jue can still take on some of the role, but there is a sense of alienation from the others.

Sun Jue couldn't help but feel sad for these dead "strangers".

After the condolences were over, the banquet was opened for many guests to eat.

Today is just for condolences, the burial will have to wait until tomorrow.

It was evening before we knew it, and the guests either left or prepared to stay at Sun's house for one night, so as not to have to rush back tomorrow.

At this time, Sun Jian and Sun Jue finally had some free time.

Backyard martial arts training ground.

Sun Jian handed a secret book to Sun Jue.

"This is the secret book of Iron Cloth Shirt. Take a look. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Sun Jue nodded and looked through it.

The secret book is very thin, with only nine pages in total. The part about cultivation occupies seven pages, and the other two pages contain two prescriptions.

One is a recipe for refining medicinal oil, and the other is a recipe for strengthening muscles and bones.

When practicing Iron Cloth Shirt, because in the early stage, people have to be hit with cloth sticks and other things to assist the training and squeeze the body, so injuries are basically inevitable.

Therefore, medicine is needed to assist. Otherwise, before the Iron Cloth Shirt is mastered, it will just burp.

Medicated oil can be applied to the body after practicing, which can effectively relieve muscle damage and other problems.

The formula for strengthening muscles and bones is to assist in practice, speed up the progress of practice, and at the same time replenish the body so that it will not collapse.

Whether it was medicinal oil or medicinal decoction to strengthen muscles and bones, Sun Jian had everyone ready.

He is also planning to personally help Sun Jue practice the Iron Clothes.

But after Sun Jue read through the secret book, he had already learned about Tiebushan.

But this made Sun Jue frown, because the iron cloth shirt was probably useless to him.

After returning the secret book to Sun Jian, Sun Jue immediately started practicing according to Tiebushan's energy-building method and breathing method.

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor...all the way to the ninth floor.

Sun Jue's cultivation of the Iron Clothes Shirt is as simple as eating and drinking. He has already perfected it in less than a cup of tea.

But even so, this iron cloth shirt did not improve Sun Jue.

No, there is still a slight improvement. After the iron cloth shirt reached the ninth level, it transformed into internal energy, which gave Sun Jue's internal strength a slight improvement.

He glanced at the attribute panel and found the location of the Iron Shirt.

Iron shirt (perfect)

Quality: red

Evaluation: There are some merits in the horizontal training method of the bad street. When you practice it to a perfect state, you may be a little surprised.

Sun Jue looked at the plus sign on the back of the iron shirt and thought about clicking on it, but the system showed that the conditions were insufficient.

[System: In order for Iron Cloth Shirt to transform, it is necessary to integrate another relatively similar skill. 】

Sun Jue looked at the five tiger-breaking swords and the thirteen strikes of the divine eagle. Unfortunately, the compatibility was too low and they could not be integrated.

"how's it going?"

When Sun Jian saw Sun Jue looking thoughtful, he couldn't help but ask.

"I have already mastered the Iron Cloth Shirt and have reached perfection."

"What? The state of perfection? So fast?"

It took no more than a cup of tea before and after, and without even using any preparations, the iron cloth shirt was cultivated to perfection.

Although he knew that Sun Jue had a strong foundation and would definitely be fast, the speed was still far beyond Sun Jian's expectations.

But before Sun Jian could be happy, Sun Jue said again: "It's a pity that the improvement for me is minimal."

Sun Jian was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he had been mentally prepared before.

He looked at Sun Jue and said: "Since the iron cloth shirt is useless, we can only search for other techniques. After you feel a little more stable, I will take you to the Shaolin Temple to see if you can use your grandfather's relationship with the Shaolin Temple.

, seeking a method.”

Because horizontal training is difficult to practice, there are very few practitioners, and there are also few corresponding horizontal training methods.

After all, Kung Fu are all created by people. If there are fewer people involved in Heng Lian, then naturally there will be fewer Heng Lian Kung Fu created.

Sun Jue frowned slightly, then nodded: "This is the only way."

Seeing that Sun Jue seemed disappointed, Sun Jian patted him on the shoulder: "Although the iron cloth shirt is useless, with your current strength, you can also practice other martial arts of my Sun family."

Sun Jue suddenly became interested: "What kind of martial arts is it?"

"The first one is Fuhu Fist, which also comes from Shaolin. Generally, Shaolin monks will be taught Shaolin Changquan and Fuhu Fist after they have mastered Luohan Quan and entered the Qi Gathering realm."

"You can learn Skanda Palm and Scattered Flower Palm after you have developed your inner strength."

"Of course, that was in the Shaolin Temple. Your grandfather only learned a set of Fuhu Fist, plus a magic stick technique."

"Today I will teach you Fuhu Fist and Demon-Subduing Stick Technique, watch out!"

Sun Jian began to practice, and every move he made was majestic and impressive.

While he was boxing, he was teaching secret formulas.

[System: Obtain martial arts from Qihai realm warriors and understand the Fuhu Fist.]

Fuhu Fist(1/100)

Quality: red

Evaluation: Shaolin Fuhuquan, once practiced to perfection, every move has the power of subduing the tiger.

After finishing the rehearsal, Sun Jian looked at Sun Jue with a slight breath: "How much have you remembered?"

"I've learned."

After Sun Jue finished speaking, he looked at Sun Jian's shoulder. Due to the violent activity just now, the wound on his left shoulder began to ooze blood.

"Let's wait until another day to talk about the magic-conquering stick technique. Your wound has opened again."

But Sun Jian ignored it and just asked: "Have you really learned Fuhu Fist?"

Sun Jue nodded.

"Hahaha... Okay, with such qualifications, if your mother knew about it, she would definitely smile."

Sun Jian's thick eyebrows seemed to fly with joy.

"This little injury is nothing. Come on, take a closer look at the Magic Stick Technique!"