One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Time comes in the afternoon.

Changqing County, Chunyang Martial Arts School.

A navy blue carriage slowly parked under the sycamore tree at the entrance of the martial arts gym.

The young driver dismounted and two beautiful girls walked out of the carriage. The former was wearing white clothes and the latter slowly opened an oil-paper umbrella.

It was Su Li and Xiao Qing, master and servant.

"This is the Chunyang Martial Arts School..." Su Li landed firmly on the ground, raised his head, and looked at the four big characters on the plaque in the shadow of the mottled trees, "The handwriting is quite good. Is there really something unworldly about it?" The master is hiding in the city and practicing here?"

Su Li asked Su Gui about his experience in Su Heng during this period.

Knowing that he was practicing martial arts here, various changes occurred.

seeing is believing.

Out of curiosity, she planned to come here to inquire in person to see if she could find any reasonable explanation.

"We are here to visit Master Ning."

Su Li smiled and said to a disciple in white at the door of the martial arts hall.

"You two girls, please wait here. I will call the master right away!" The disciple in white recognized that it was the Su family's carriage. In addition, Su Li and Xiao Qing were both good-looking, and felt a shiver in their hearts. Dare to neglect. After cupping his fists and saluting, he hurriedly ran towards the interior of the martial arts gym.

How long will it take?

The sound of messy footsteps came from inside the door.

The first person to walk out was not the martial arts master Ning Zhibai, but two young disciples holding Tai Chi swords.

Before Su Li could be confused, two more disciples holding iron pianos walked out.

Then, two female disciples holding whisks walked out of the door.

The six people were divided into two rows and stood facing each other.

Everyone holds their heads high and their chests high, forming a road in front of the martial arts hall.

The last clear sound of footsteps came.

A bald, middle-aged man named Shi Shiran, who was only 1.56 meters tall and dressed in white with the four characters "dragon flying and phoenix dancing" embroidered with gold thread, came out.

Although the middle-aged man has a thin figure, his eyes are quite bright.

He looked around and his eyes fell on Su Li.

"But the eldest lady of the Su family." Ning Zhibai nodded slightly with a gentle smile.

"..."

Su Li was speechless.

She was really shocked by Ning Zhibai's style just now.

However, when you actually see the person and glance at him, you will know that it is just a false name.

However, in order to prevent myself from making mistakes in judgment. Su Li carefully took out the demon-hunting plate and glanced at it.

As expected…

The crystal in the center of the demon-hunting plate was dark.

There are no traces of demonic actions near this Chunyang Martial Arts Hall.

"I am."

Su Li quickly hid her emotions. The name of Chunyang Gong sounded like a Taoist inheritance, so she handed over her hands and made a midday ceremony to Ning Zhibai.

"Master Ning, I came here to learn about the Chunyang Kung Fu and the Heart Sutra." Su Li told her origin.

Seeing Ning Zhi's white face is hard to look at.

Su Li handed out a silver ingot and stuffed it into Ning Zhibai's hand.

Ning Zhibai was shocked. This woman seemed slender, but she was extremely strong. His palm could be easily opened.

really……

People in the Su family are all monsters.

Ning Zhibai has a good reputation, but he is not greedy for money.

"No, girl!" Ning Zhibai put the silver ingot back into Su Li's hand and explained with a wry smile, "The second son of the Su family, Su Heng, has been kind to our Chunyang Martial Arts School. I can no longer accept money from your Su family. . This pure Yang skill’s mind skills are not some secret that cannot be taught to others. It is given to you.”

"However, the practice of Chunyang Kung still needs to be done slowly and gradually, and you must not be eager for quick success."

Ning Zhibai warned.

He was also helpless, ever since the news about Su Heng surrendering the water ghost spread in the county.

There are countless young people who come to Chunyang Martial Arts Hall to practice every day.

But these people have no foundation and their understanding is much worse. After all, they are just ordinary mortals. On the contrary, in the process of practicing, he was eager for success, strained his muscles, bones and ligaments, and hurt himself. He was often unable to get out of bed for several months, which caused a lot of trouble for nothing.

Ning Zhibai hesitated just now because he was worried that Su Li would make the same mistake.

Ning Zhibai took out a pamphlet from his arms and handed it to Su Li. Su Li reached out and took it, the smile on her face was much more sincere than before, "Thank you, Master Ning."

"Can I borrow a quiet room in the martial arts hall to study by myself?" Su Li asked again.

"Of course." Ning Zhibai nodded and said with a smile, "There are many empty rooms in the martial arts gym. I will ask my disciples to arrange them for you."

…

"call……"

A quiet side courtyard in the martial arts school.

Birds were chirping, and a golden winter jasmine bloomed in the flowerbed in the corner.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight was glowing red. Su Li finally studied the pile skills and the Heart Sutra of Pure Yang Gong carefully, and even practiced several movements repeatedly. To be able to become the head of a county's case, there is no doubt about Su Li's understanding. In less than half a day, she had already started practicing Chunyang Kung Fu.

"How is this technique?"

Xiao Qing spoke crisply on the side and placed a cup of hot tea on the stone table in front of Su Li.

"Hey..." Su Li sighed, looking at the red light of the setting sun in the sky, and rubbed his temples tiredly.

She said nothing, but stretched out three green-white fingers.

Xiaoqing tilted her head, with a confused look on her face.

"Third rate." Su Li said, "In the Demon Suppression Division, no one wants to see such a technique. It can only be used to pad the legs of tables, or thrown into a corner to gather dust."

"But your brother used a Pure Yang Kung to tear a demon alive." Xiao Qing said.

"If he really practiced it himself, his roots and understanding can no longer be described as evil."

In the Demon Suppression Division, Su Li's qualifications were evaluated as rare in a century.

But Su Li still had no confidence in practicing such a skill to the point of fighting against demons.

What's more...

This Pure Yang Kung was completely incomplete and lacked the medicine to break the limit.

But Su Heng did it.

And it only took three months.

There are two possibilities. Either Su Heng is a genius from ancient times to the present, so that the current practice system has no effect on him at all. Or Su Heng accidentally came into contact with some special demon, was influenced and transformed by it...

In comparison, Su Li obviously thought the latter possibility was more likely.

Especially the reaction of the demon-hunting plate, which further confirmed this speculation.

Under the setting sun,

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past with Su Heng.

Su Li's face was gloomy, no longer as cool as before.

"Should we report it to the elders of the Demon Suppression Division..." Xiao Qing suggested.

"No!" Su Li shook her head, "Forget it for now."

"You are afraid that the elders will harm your brother, but by doing this, you expose yourself to a dangerous environment." Xiao Qing's voice was calm, but a little more severe.

"Trust me, Xiao Qing, I will handle this matter." Su Li was silent at first, then stretched out her hand to pinch Xiao Qing's face, and a smile appeared on her face.

She waved her hand, faced the sunset, and walked out the door.