My Skills Have Special Effects

Lin Yan rushed all the way back to his small courtyard.

Today he was going to Dripping Blood Cave, where the ghost market opened in the evening. He was worried about missing Xiaozhi's class time, so instead of sending Xiaozhi to the study room, he sent her to Senior Sister Chen Yuan and asked her to take care of her. two.

Xiaozhi is very well-behaved and smart, and is very popular with Senior Sister Chen Yuan, so she is also very happy.

Lin Yan stood in the courtyard, concentrated his attention, and called out the Bodhi Gold Medal.

basic information:

[Skills]: Devouring (100%), Five Bird Hands (96.4%), Dragon-shaped Fist (4%)

From the second time he practiced Dragon-shaped Fist, Dragon-shaped Fist has been recorded in the skill column. After practicing it a few times just now, the proficiency level increased rapidly and reached 4%.

It was still early, so Lin Yan couldn't wait to practice "Dragon Shape Fist" again in the courtyard.

Once, twice, three times...

At a certain moment, Lin Yan seemed to have broken through a layer of boundaries. His muscles and bones were vibrating, and the Qi and blood filling his muscles and bones like lead and mercury began to flow slowly, as if being pumped by an invisible force!

Is this the movement of Qi and blood?

"I can feel a pulling sensation in my body, but it is still within the tolerance range. Sure enough, the sinews and bones foundation formed by the integration of five shapes can still withstand the circulation of qi and blood even without the transformation of qi and blood!"

With the circulation of Qi and blood, he felt an explosive force contained in his body, and his thinking speed and reaction speed also increased a lot.

Lin Yan glanced over and landed on a large blue stone in the corner of the courtyard.

He specially asked someone to move an ordinary bluestone and place it here. It has the same function as the eldest brother's iron wooden pier, used to test his punching power.

There are some shallow cracks on it, which were all made by Lin Yan in the past two days.

He didn't hold back his hands, pressed the boxing stance, punched forward, and punched the bluestone with one punch!

Kerala!

There was only a dull cracking sound, and a clearly visible fist mark was imprinted on the center of the bluestone. Around the fist mark, deep cracks spread like spider webs in all directions.

Lin Yan secretly gasped. If this punch hit a person, wouldn't it be able to break the person's muscles and bones with one punch?

“That day, Mitai’s punching power that circulated qi and blood was comparable to my punching power without qi and blood.

"Now, if I can also circulate Qi and blood, I'm afraid that with a few punches, I can make him lie directly on the ground! Sure enough, the circulation of Qi and blood is the true expression of a warrior's strength!"

After trying a few more punches, Lin Yan became even more excited.

He has learned over the past few days that although warriors in the strength realm are in the same realm, their strength is also different.

The lowest level is like Geng Bing, who can barely control the circulation of Qi and blood. He is probably equivalent to him before, or Mitai four days ago, and his strength is roughly equivalent to that of the boxing champion in his previous life.

The middle level refers to those who are proficient in the movement of Qi and blood and master the essence of an exquisite skill. Their strength is equivalent to two or three low-level powers.

The upper level is one that has been immersed in the realm of strength for many years, has accumulated perfect Qi and blood, and has rich experience. It is not far from the realm of rigidity and is the pinnacle of the realm of strength.

Based on Lin Yan's strength just now, he speculated that he had probably reached the middle level of strength realm.

In this way, after his energy and blood transformation is successful, wouldn't it be easy to step into the upper level of the power realm?

In the future, is it even possible to use the force realm to fight against the rigid realm?

Lin Yan took a deep breath. Compared with these far-reaching questions, he was more curious about the current limits of his body.

According to what Senior Brother said, the faster the Qi and blood circulate and the greater the total amount, the stronger the combat power will be.

Lin Yan felt that his body had not reached its limit yet, so he slowly increased the strength of "Dragon Shape Fist" to speed up the circulation of Qi and blood.

"Well, now I have reached the limit that I can bear. My punching power has increased by about 10%. After exceeding it, my body will obviously feel pain and I will force it to operate. Although the punching power is stronger, I am afraid it will damage the muscles and bones."

Lin Yan slowly reduced the speed of Qi and blood circulation.

"Try Qi and blood tempering again and see the effect."

Lin Yan followed the senior brother's explanation to promote Qi and blood and temper his body.

Waves of heat flowed towards the whole body, most of which went to the muscle line of the legs, fists and waist.

Soon, as his energy and blood were gradually depleted, he felt waves of faint heat coming from all parts of his body, especially his legs, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

When all the qi and blood in his body were consumed, Lin Yan took a moment to feel it, took out the remaining Cuifeng Powder, drank half of it, and once again pushed the recovered qi and blood to temper his body.

When most of the Cuifeng Powder was used up this time, Lin Yan felt vaguely that his legs and fists were swollen and sore. He was probably reaching his limit.

"Therefore, there is a limit to the number of times of tempering in a day, just like practicing martial arts before entering the martial arts. The body's endurance is limited and it takes time to recover.

"Unless you take medicines such as Yun Ti Decoction to relieve hidden injuries, it can shorten the recovery time.

"From this point of view, Yunti Decoction is very important, as well as the bone-tempering ointment..."

He suddenly thought that even if the total amount of Qi and blood was really stuck at this limit, could it be possible to successfully temper it in a small amount and multiple times through a bug, using the characteristics of rapid recovery of the detoxification effect?

Empty your mind and let your thoughts wander.

Lin Yan rested for a while and felt refreshed. He drank the remaining Cuifeng Powder in one gulp to restore his energy and blood to peak levels. Then he entered the house, picked up a black cloth package, and went straight out. .

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The Dripping Blood Cave is in Chengshoufang, but in order to enter the Dripping Blood Cave, you must first buy a Gold Pattern Token.

After walking out of Longmen Pavilion, the streets became increasingly chaotic, with numerous thefts and robberies. When passing through the chaotic area, there were even two gangsters who touched his money bag.

It's just that his strength has greatly improved now, and his reaction and perception have greatly increased. The opponent collided head-on, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he kicked him to the ground and couldn't get up.

The other people who were watching him with eager eyes saw how powerful he was, so they naturally shrank their heads and didn't dare to show their heads.

Carrying the black cloth parcel all the way, Lin Yan followed the address given by Senior Brother Pang and went straight to Chengde Fang, one of the nine inner squares.

Different from the chaos that is increasing day by day in Zhongfang and Outer Square, the prosperity and peace of Inner Square remains as before. Everyone has a smile on their face, is well-dressed, and has a rich appearance. There is almost no difference from the last time Lin Yan entered Inner Square.

Lin Yan asked a few questions and found an empty blacksmith shop in a corner alley.

"Dang Dang Dang" knocked on the door, and an old man with rosacea and sleepy eyes opened the door casually.

Lin Yan took out the Longmen Pavilion Order that he had handled at the management office: "I'll buy the Golden Pattern Order."

The old man took Ling Mei and looked at it. The look on his face finally became more serious: "Is it from Longmen Pavilion?"

Seeing Lin Yan nodding, he handed the order back to Lin Yan and said coldly: "One gold pattern order, one tael of silver."

Although he had heard it from Senior Brother Pang, Lin Yan still felt that it was really expensive. One tael of silver had to be saved up without eating or drinking for five months before.

Reluctantly, he took out the money and handed it to the old man.

"wait a second."

The old man entered the door and came out quickly. He handed a flat bronze coin that was as long as one finger and two fingers wide into Lin Yan's hand: "The money and goods are clear, and you are good to go."

After that, he closed the door directly.

Lin Yan looked at the golden pattern in his hand. The shape was quite exquisite, and the meticulous hand-polishing could be seen. However, the whole body was made of bronze, which had nothing to do with the gold pattern. The value was not more than one hundred at most. Money.

"Black, so damn dark."

Carrying the golden pattern order, Lin Yan rushed to the southwest corner of Chengshoufang, picked an uninhabited corner, and took out a pure black linen cloak and a wooden mask with a monkey face from the package.

He prepared this two days ago. He also specially prepared two cloaks, three masks, with different colors and styles, and some sundries.

After finishing dressing, making sure that his body features would not be exposed, Lin Yan deliberately stooped his back a little, and put the package in front of his belly, then walked through two winding alleys and came to a coffin shop named Chen Ji.

The door and walls of the coffin shop are old, the eaves are high, and two large blood-red lanterns hang high and unlit.

He arrived quite early, but there were already two people waiting in front of the coffin shop. One of them was dressed similarly to him, wearing a black robe and a mask.

The other man was lazing around, but did not cover his face. He showed his face openly. He was brightly dressed and looked like a young man. He had a feminine appearance, but his cheeks were red and his eyes were blurred. He seemed to have drank a lot.

Seeing Lin Yan coming over, the young master let out a stinky wine burp, and said with disdain and drunkenness: "I, I said you guys, you are wearing black robes and covering your face, aren't you just underground? It’s a black market, what’s so shameful about it?”

Lin Yan frowned and walked away from him.

"Tch, coward, coward..."

Lin Yan raised his eyelids slightly, walked to the base of the wall, leaned against the wall, and waited intently.

Chen Kee's Coffin Shop is the entrance to the Dripping Blood Cave, but it will only open at a certain time.

Not long after, two more people came together. They were not wearing black robes, but ordinary gray linen shirts. They both wore hoods made of jute cloth, with only two dark eye sockets exposed, and they looked not easy to mess with.

Several people deliberately kept their distance.

Only the young master, with his eyes groggy and drunk, pointed at the two of them and laughed: "Here we come, two more cowards!"

The two looked at each other, and one of them bowed and said flatteringly: "Master, are you here alone?"

"What, no? I want to see it for myself today, what a ghost market, what a bloody cave, what the hell is that!"

The young master was so excited that he danced and suddenly lost his balance.

The man wearing a jute hood immediately stepped forward and supported him.

"Master, you are drunk. Let me help you go to the side to rest."

"Nonsense! I, I'm not drunk..."

"Come on, come on..."

Lin Yan watched coldly and saw two jute hoods, one on the left and one on the right, holding the young master, quickly walked around the corner on the other side and disappeared.

This young man may not survive if he is taken away by those two people.

He felt a slight chill in his heart. In Ding'an City today, rituals and music were ruined, the wind was trembling, and every stranger could become a source of life and death crisis.

After cheering up, after waiting for a while, three or four more people came, all dressed in black robes and masks.

When the sun set in the west and the last light on the steps of the coffin shop was blocked by the eaves, the door of the coffin shop finally opened.

A thin old man with a hunched body pushed the door open and stuck out his head.

Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat.

The old man's cheeks were as thin as a monkey's, with no flesh on his cheeks. He was skinny and bones, and his forehead was slightly blue. He was huddled in the shadow of the crack of the door. At first glance, he thought he had a dead face.

After glancing at everyone, the old man opened his mouth, revealing a pair of jagged yellow teeth, and laughed horribly. He first lit two red lanterns at the door, then pointed at the half-open door and stretched out his hand: "Guest Guys, please come inside."

His voice was like the creaking sound of a coffin being pushed open, sending another chill down Lin Yan's spine.

Everyone kept their distance from each other and filed in without fighting or grabbing. The two blood-red lanterns were dimly lit. From Lin Yan's perspective, it looked like a group of ghosts filing into the gate of hell.

After everyone came in, the old man was about to lead the way when he suddenly heard someone from behind shouting: "Wait, wait!"

Lin Yan looked back, his pupils shrinking slightly.

At the other end of the alleyway, the gentle-looking drunken young man from before walked over lazily and staggeringly with a drunken look on his face.

His hands were all bright red, as if they had been soaked in blood. He held two bloody sacks in his right hand, which were dripping with blood, leaving a trail of blood spots behind him.

The sack was the same jute bag that the two men put on their heads before.

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