Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

The patrol of Tianlao is divided into three shifts: morning, noon and evening.

Chen Guanlou followed Lu Datou and worked the day shift for half a month. As expected, he was assigned to the night shift when the shift was changed.

A group of old hands, once the gate was closed at night, without the superior watching, they were all impatient to be on duty. Chen Guanlou took on the important task of patrolling the night shift and walked alone in the long corridor of the dark C-shaped prison.

Passing by cell No. 13, he knocked on the cell fence as usual. The prisoner inside squirmed twice like a maggot, proving that he was still alive. He had been on duty for so long, but he had never seen the true face of the prisoner in cell No. 13.

He can really lie down!

Go all the way deeper.

"Brother, brother..."

The fat man in cell No. 25, a fat man, is rare in Tianlao. The key is that there is no injury on his body. From the first day of his duty, Chen Guanlou noticed the other party. He was a small leader of a vibrant social group that lent money at high interest rates. It was said that he had offended a nobleman and was locked up in the prison.

"Brother, here..."

"What's the matter?" Chen Guanlou said sternly.

But he was young after all. In the eyes of these old-time prisoners, he looked a little timid, pretentious, and lacked confidence. He looked like a newcomer who was easy to fool.

"Brother, do me a favor and tell the outside world a message. One hundred taels."

Chen Guanlou turned around and left, not even bothering to waste a word with the other party.

The fat man was immediately anxious, "Brother, please wait. One hundred and fifty taels... If it doesn't work, two hundred taels. Is it okay? Tell me the truth, brother!"

Chen Guanlou ignored him and didn't even bother to look at him. The other party obviously treated him as a fool. Two hundred taels of silver, such a good deal, why didn't Fatty tell other jailers to pass the message, but chose him, a newcomer. Don't tell him that Fatty is kind and takes care of him, a newcomer.

Fatty is not a good person!

He is not a three-year-old child, how can he be bribed by a mere two hundred taels of silver.

Lu Datou repeatedly emphasized that collusion between inside and outside should be strictly prevented. It must be because there was a major incident of collusion between inside and outside in Tianlao before, which caused serious consequences. He is a newcomer, with no family background and no background, and he just came. How can he have the courage to play the trick of collusion between inside and outside. I am afraid that he will make money but not spend it.

Ignoring Fatty's sugar-coated bullets, he continued to patrol the cells, counting the number of people in each room to make sure that the prisoners were still alive.

When he patrolled to cell No. 60, he took a special look. He had inquired clearly before that the leader of the Eagle Gate was imprisoned in cell No. 60.

Eagle Gate is called a martial arts hall, but it is actually a vibrant social group. On the surface, he was engaged in legal business, but secretly he was engaged in murder and robbery. He was taken down by the Six Gates some time ago.

The reason why Chen Guanlou paid attention to this person was that he had observed him for many days and after comprehensive consideration, he thought that the other party was a relatively easy person to deal with. Moreover, the other party had real kung fu, a first-class martial artist, and had already entered the martial arts. When he opened a martial arts school, he also took on the responsibility of teaching his disciples. It was an opportunity for him.

He did not forget his mission to serve in the Tianlao.

Learn martial arts!

The leader of the Eagle Gate was named Luo, and his full name was Luo Jingtian. He was a middle-aged rough man. He obviously noticed Chen Guanlou and knew that he was the new jailer in the Tianlao.

"Brother!"

After observing for many days, he couldn't help but speak.

"What's the matter?" Chen Guanlou stood outside the cell without saying anything, his expression cold and ruthless.

"Please help me and get some wine and food. I'll pay." Luo Jingtian licked his tongue, with scars all over his body, and it was obvious that he had been tortured.

Chen Guanlou snorted coldly and turned away.

Although he wanted to contact the other party, he couldn't let the other party succeed easily.

"Wait a minute, brother. What conditions do you need? Just say it."

Chen Guanlou turned around and looked at the other party, "Why me?"

He was a newcomer with no power and influence, not worthy of the investment of these old-timers.

Luo Jingtian smiled bitterly, "The others are too damn black. A pot of wine costs me ten taels of silver, and a roast chicken costs twenty taels. I have money, but I am unwilling to be slaughtered like cattle and sheep by those black-hearted old-timers. As long as you ask for a lower price, I will never say anything."

Chen Guanlou narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the other party, and thought about how much truth and falsehood in the other party's Chinese.

Then, he said, "No money!"

"Brother, you should have said it earlier! I have a familiar store. You only need to come to the door and report my name, and you can get free wine and food, and travel expenses. How about it?"

"I don't want money." Chen Guanlou stood in front of the prison door with his hands folded.

Luo Jingtian was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Young man, you don't want money, do you want it?"

"I want to learn martial arts!" Chen Guanlou said his request openly.

Now it was Luo Jingtian's turn to hesitate, "I see that young man's physique seems to have no martial veins."

"It's always unsafe to work in the prison without some self-defense skills." Chen Guanlou explained.

Luo Jingtian nodded in understanding.

A prison guard must have some housekeeping skills. Even if he can only perform three or five fake tricks, he can at least get by.

He frowned and thought for a moment, "I do have a martial arts training here, called Tianlei Gong. It is most suitable for ordinary people without martial veins. However, this martial arts has a huge flaw."

"What flaw?"

"As the name of Tianlei Kung Fu implies, it is the most powerful and the most yang. Learning this kung fu requires burning Qi and blood, which will damage your lifespan. If you practice it to the first level, you will lose one month of lifespan. If you practice it to the fifth level, you will lose one month of lifespan. If you practice it to the ninth level, you will lose at least five years of life. Therefore, few people choose to practice this kung fu. However, this kung fu is indeed suitable for people without martial arts."

Chen Guanlou was overjoyed when he heard this.

Others are afraid of damaging longevity, but he is not afraid!

He has the Taoist Fruit of Immortality, which he can afford to lose even in ten or a hundred years, not to mention just five years.

However, he did not immediately agree to the transaction. Instead, he asked with disgust: "Is there no other technique?"

"To be honest, little brother, other martial arts must be combined with the inner strength and mental methods to be effective. But I don't have martial arts, so I can't practice the inner strength and mental methods. This..."

Luo Jingtian made his attitude clear. It was not that he was unwilling to cooperate and come up with better martial arts secrets. But Chen Guanlou was born without martial arts and could not practice superior martial arts secrets.

Chen Guanlou felt cruel, gritted his teeth, and looked like he was making a difficult decision, "You give me the Heavenly Thunder Skill first, and I will bring you food and wine some other day."

"Brother, have you thought clearly? It will harm your longevity..."

"Cut the nonsense."

Luo Jingtian immediately taught the entire Tianleigong to Chen Guanlou, and also explained in detail the tips and insights of martial arts training.

After inspecting the prison, Chen Guanlou returned to the duty room. Hey, it was very lively inside. People gambling, drinking, sleeping, and so on.

Lu Datou's eyes were red when he gambled. In late spring, it was cold and humid in the world of heaven and prison. He lost with sweat on his forehead and took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear on his body.

Chen Guanlou stayed close to the other party, and at a few critical moments, he reminded Lu Datou without moving his expression, and helped Lu Datou get back to his original point. After that, there was no more fuss, and I simply lay down on the bed and slept.