The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 76 76. Perfect Martial Arts, Sweeping the Martial Arts Hall (Subscribe)

The next morning.

Song Cheng found that the food in the mansion had become worse.

In just a few days, the prodigal son-in-law spent more than 10,000 taels of silver, and the wealthy donated more than 10,000 taels. How could he not tighten his belt and cut back on food?

However, no matter how bad it was, there were two things that did not change.

One was the food he was given.

Even if the eldest lady ate steamed buns with everyone else, his diet was still the same.

The second was the monster meat.

The supply to Tong Niangzi, Ying'er, Zhao Hua, and many other warriors remained unchanged.

There was a rule in Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, that is, you can only eat monster meat as a resource if you have reached the Jin realm, otherwise you can only eat ordinary pork and mutton.

However, Tong Niangzi was a special case.

Tong Niangzi has always used the best resources and the best "teacher" since she started practicing.

This "teacher" not only tried his best to teach and instruct, but also talked about this when he got on the couch, and at the same time helped this "student" to dredge his muscles and bones to help him open up the "river of strength".

Dredging is a matter that runs through the whole body, and there are many places that will touch privacy.

It is difficult to avoid mountains and forests.

However, the two are husband and wife, and they have done countless shy things.

Can't avoid it, so what?

Therefore, Tong Jia's training speed is also quite fast.

While practicing, Tong Niangzi did not give up her medical skills. During the days in the Chamber of Commerce, she also asked Ling'er to run around to find medical books, and then watched silently.

Song Cheng actually had the idea of ​​learning medicine, but he found that his talent was only for "Yang Qi Martial Arts", and non-martial arts could not be improved.

But he didn't care. Favorability, data, and even immortality allow him to slowly step into areas he has never explored after becoming stronger.

At this time, he put on his tight clothes, stood in the courtyard, and took a stance.

The wind was blowing, and the sun was shining.

The leaves were rustling, and the world of ink and white was spinning.

The young man opened his eyes and stood in an extremely dynamic world.

He took the starting position of the wild bear force, and practiced in this secluded courtyard with a fierce fist.

After a while, Ying'er and Tong Niangzi came over.

The two women glanced at Song Cheng and recognized that he was practicing a strange boxing style again.

The two women looked at each other, Ying'er felt that the son-in-law was unfathomable and hesitated to speak, while Tong Niangzi was not surprised. Then they stood not far from Song Cheng and practiced.

In the afternoon, the sound of the horn suddenly broke through the clouds.

The feeling of desolation and tragedy enveloped the entire Hanping Mansion.

The headmaster of Shanhe Martial Arts School, the owner of Baituo Manor, was wearing light armor, leading nearly 20,000 government troops, hundreds of masters, and many civilians pushing wheelbarrows to transport grain, and went out from the north gate.

The military pay and food were all sufficient.

The crowd saw them off, and the soldiers stretched for several miles.

The swords and weapons shone, and the cold burned the sun.

When they left, they saw that the morale was high, and many people held their heads high, as if they were going to win the battle.

Their eyes were on the two leaders in the front.

They were real big shots, people whose martial arts realm had reached "people who exist above the realm of form", and whose lifespan had broken the limit of mortals. With them, everyone completely found a stable backbone.

On both sides of the street, many small families also sent people to see them off, and then looked at their own geniuses in the army from afar, waving their hands and shouting: "Perform well and make more military merits!"

"Kill more barbarians!"

"Don't embarrass the family!"

This military merit will undoubtedly be rewarded unprecedentedly.

It can be said that as long as you can make a contribution in this war, fame, status, money and skills will be at your fingertips.

This war is the best opportunity for class transition, which can't come once in decades.

Many families even secretly feel that they have to thank the barbarian for giving them this opportunity.

As for failure

The master of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and the master of Baituo Manor have personally come out, so they shouldn't lose.

Song Cheng listened to the horn sound that echoed and circled across thousands of pavilions and houses, looked sideways, turned his head again, and continued to practice boxing with concentration.

White Snake, Brushing Willow, Absolute, Black Turtle, Flying Wheel, Chop, Barbarian Bear

The strength of flesh and blood, the energy of form, are casually swayed.

In the middle, you can vaguely see the rotation of water birds, waves and other forces.

There are also some other forces vaguely mixed in.

These days, the young man has not been idle at all.

The more than 10,000 taels squandered by the prodigal son-in-law were not wasted.

He was out of his body, driving things to read books, and read a lot of skills.

With his martial arts skills, even if he couldn't understand some words, he could still understand them. If he really didn't understand the core, he would remember the words and write them to Ling'er or Tong Niangzi after he came back, and then master them.

In addition to "Barbarian Bear Strength", he found ten martial arts techniques of martial arts schools.

Among these ten, four were perfected in one day.

Among the remaining six, four were connected to the "Fierce Strength", so they could not be practiced quickly.

But there were two, but they covered different areas with the Barbarian Bear Strength.

These two are "Whale Crying Strength" and "Black Crocodile Strength".

These are the techniques of the two largest martial arts schools in the prefectural martial arts circle, except for the Shanhe Martial Arts School.

The reason why Song Cheng was so sure was because these two strength methods were very special.

"Whale Roaring Strength" is a martial art that specializes in the training of double fists. It is also known as "God Fist Strength" in the martial arts circle in the city's capital. It is said that when it is practiced to perfection, the tendons in the arms will jump, and the flesh and blood will move, allowing the two fists to expand a full circle as if they were inflated. When the fists are clenched, it is as if a fetus is moving, and a shrill low sound is emitted.

The "Black Crocodile Strength" is completely opposite. It is a strength specifically for training legs. In the martial arts circle, it corresponds to the "Whale Singing Strength" and is known as the "Whale Fist and Crocodile Leg". This leg strength is derived from the meaning of "black crocodile swinging its tail". Once it is fully developed, it will also make the tendons and bones ring, and the flesh and blood will cover the cage, making the legs harder than iron, like steel and iron bones, and metal statues.

The "Barbarian Bear Strength" is the overall brute force, and the force is exerted on the waist and back.

Song Cheng felt that these three can basically cover the "hard and fierce strength system".

A few days later.

In the west of the city, the city gates were closed.

The blind boy was sitting in a noodle shop not far away, sucking noodles "咻咻". After eating, he calmly picked up the bowl and drank the soup clean.

The little tea girl sat next to him, counted a few copper coins from her purse and put them on the table, then pouted, but was too embarrassed to ask "Son-in-law, why are we here?"

Song Cheng did not answer, but just finished his noodles and continued to walk around.

The little tea girl had to follow.

After walking for a while, there was a sudden scolding from the city gate.

"Get out of the way, this is not a place you should approach."

Then another voice sounded.

"Sir, please let us go. Before the city was closed, I received a letter from my hometown saying that my mother was seriously ill. It is unfilial, sir, let me leave the city."

"You still know about the city closure?"

"No, sir, our army has left the city, so the city will not be closed, right?"

"Go, go, go, don't make trouble. If you really want to leave the city, go to the government office to get a warrant. No, no deal!"

Ling'er, who was following Song Cheng, stuck out her tongue and said, "Again, these people are so stupid, how can they leave the city. If they can let you run away, then everyone else will run away."

Now the government army is heading north to fight against the barbarians, and the movement of the barbarians has not been heard in the city for a long time. So naturally, some people thought, "There's a war going on ahead, we can just take the opportunity to run away."

Ling'er followed Song Cheng around the city gate. She had seen these similar scenes countless times and was tired of them.

Song Cheng said softly, "You can't avoid the government office."

Ling'er said, "Of course, son-in-law, the opening and closing of the city gates, the battle situation ahead, you can't avoid the government office now."

Song Cheng nodded and fell into deep thought.

The battle situation ahead was unknown, and the city was like a jar.

Even if he could leave his soul and quietly go to the government office to find out the news, he was not omniscient and omnipotent, how could it be so coincidental?

The prefect just happened to put the important information on the table, and he just happened to see it?

He just happened to be there when others reported the situation of all parties in the middle of the night?

It's not so coincidental.

So, even if he could leave his soul and drive things, he didn't get much information.

The young man stood in the warm wind for a while, his mind turning over and over, as if thinking about something, and after a long time he said: "Go back to the mansion."

Song Cheng returned to the mansion and answered some of the difficulties in cultivation for Zhao Hua and other warriors. Then he went to the yard alone and glanced at the panel.

[Add points: 162 points]

[Realm: Yellow Grade B]

[Kung Fu]

Black Alligator Power (Yellow Grade C) (Entry (2/8))

Barbarian Bear Power (Yellow Grade C) (Entry (7/8))

Whale Roaring Power (Yellow Grade C) (Entry (3/8))

'Add points, practice.'

Song Cheng muttered silently.

He quickly cast points one by one.

In a flash, 156 points were used up.

And all three power methods were completed.

At the same time, the extremely mysterious practice memory came.

That was the whole body, where there was no place without power, no place without explosion, touching the body would make it fall, touching the iron would collapse, the memory of the practice of combining movement and stillness.

In a moment

The young man glanced at the panel and his eyes fell on the [Skills] column.

[Skills]

Xuanwu True Form (5 forms) (Yellow Grade B) (Perfect))

Xuanwu True Strength (9 Strength) (Yellow Grade C) (Perfect))

The change was that the "strength number" of "Xuanwu True Strength" became nine, and the word "perfect" appeared in the subsequent labels for the first time.

Obviously, this is a level far beyond perfection, perhaps a level that ordinary people can't even think of.

Song Cheng remembered that there were still 4 methods that he had not practiced before. His mind moved slightly, blood and qi flowed, and there was a burst of popping beans in his body.

The 4 strength methods were all completed very quickly.

In the realm of strength, he was perfect.

Any strength method in his hands can be completed immediately with just a glance.

All the power circulated in his body, blending and blending, without any stagnation, as quiet as an ancient well and an icy river, stirring up a raging tide.

And his strength data also changed quietly.

It suddenly became: 177~354.

This data is much higher than that of the owner of Baituo Manor.

In the eyes of everyone except Tong Niangzi and Miss An, Song Cheng is still just a martial artist in the Jin realm.

'Maybe, it's time to improve the strength of the public to the level of the six-armed old ape Yuan Qianke. '

'Hiding strength is to deal with potential risks, and showing strength is to gain status, resources, and solve the risks of the public. '

Song Cheng generally doesn't want to contact the government because there are big forces behind the government, but now he doesn't reject it.

Because this is unavoidable.

However, the owner of Baituo Manor and the owner of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, who he used to look up to, are now not his opponents.

The next day, early in the morning.

The young man walked out of the small courtyard.

The Gang Qi was surging, and there was no hiding.

The strength is contained within, and he can use as much as he wants.

When he walked to the door, he saw Ling'er, so he said, "Come take a walk with me, son-in-law."

Ling'er said, "Oh, here I come."

On this day, the "prodigal son-in-law" and "unfortunate son-in-law" of Ruyi Chamber of Commerce walked out of the mansion, accompanied by a little maid, and walked from West Street to North Street, and then from North Street to East Street.

He visited the martial arts halls along the street one by one, paid a polite visit, and then sparred with the strongest person left behind in the martial arts hall. In the end, he always won in the way of "outsiders seem to be evenly matched, but in fact the opponent knows that he has lost."

After walking a long circle, in the evening, he finally stepped into the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall in the central city of Hanping Prefecture.

In front of the martial arts hall, he saluted and said to the disciple of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall in front of the door without any murderous sound: "Please inform the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, Xiao Song, I come to ask for a fight."

This is the territory of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

The martial arts halls in Hanping Prefecture are headed by Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

Song Cheng called all the way here, how could Shanhe Martial Arts Hall not know the real situation?

At this time, the blind boy with a black cloth wrapped around his eyes called himself "Xiao Song", but the martial arts disciple did not dare to call him "Xiao Song", but just said "wait a moment" and hurried to the martial arts hall.

Song Cheng waited quietly outside without any impatience.

Ling'er's eyes were already straight, and there was only one voice in her heart roaring: Son-in-law, you call this a walk? This is called a walk? ! This is called a walk!!!

Not long after, the Shanhe martial arts disciple ran out again and said, "Mr. Song, please come in."

Song Cheng thanked him and then followed the disciple to the depths of the martial arts hall.

The middle-aged man with beard and hair like hard steel spikes was standing in front of a picture of mountains and rivers with his hands behind his back. Hearing the movement, the middle-aged man turned around.

Ling'er took two steps back in fear. She felt like she was walking alone in the mountains and forests in the middle of the night, but was stared at by a predatory beast.

The middle-aged man's eyes were not only sharp, but also fierce.

Ling'er could see the look in the middle-aged man's eyes because she was standing behind Song Cheng.

Song Cheng seemed to sense the little maid's fear and said, "You sit on the side."

Ling'er hurried away, ran two steps, and ran back, saying, "Master, be careful."

After that, she ran away completely.

Song Cheng looked at the middle-aged man.

[Strength: 90~175]

[Favorability: 60]

"Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, Xiao Song." Song Cheng saluted.

The middle-aged man said, "Shanhe Martial Arts Hall Foreign Affairs Envoy, Hong Juguang."

"Iron-armed Cangxiong, Mr. Hong." Song Cheng said, "I have heard of your name for a long time."

Hong Juguang licked his tongue, his face bloody, and twisted his neck and said, "Don't be polite, it's just a place to pick. I haven't seen such an interesting thing for a long time."

After that, he laughed "hehehehe" and then stepped back two steps.

Song Cheng understood and stepped back to make room.

"Blind man, can you fight?" Hong Juguang waved the giant sword in his hand and asked.

Song Cheng said: "A little bit."

"A little bit? You dare to say that you can fight a little bit in front of me? Hahahaha!" Hong Juguang rushed out with a wild laugh, stepped on the ground with one foot, as if stepping on poison, and the force penetrated into the ground three points, and the ground of the whole room trembled suddenly.

Boom!

And the burly figure came from afar, the blood and qi flowed, the qi surged up, and the giant sword came out of the sheath with a "whoosh", tearing the air like boiling water, crackling and exploding.

Song Cheng shook the thin knife and went up.

The martial arts disciples next to him just stared with wide eyes, and they couldn't even blink.

For them, the confrontation between masters is also a blessing.

For a long time.

Hong Juguang stopped panting, sweat had soaked his hair and beard, and the iron hand as big as a cushion was also trembling slightly.

Song Cheng also took a few deep breaths, then clasped his fists and said, "Great."

The disciples of Shanhe Martial Arts School had no idea who won or lost, and when they saw Song Cheng saying that, they thought he had lost, so the booing started.

Hong Juguang waved his hand and yelled, "Shut up!"

The sound was like the roar of a lion or tiger, and the booing that had just begun to emerge suddenly disappeared.

Hong Juguang took a deep breath, looked at the boy opposite him, and said, "I told you, you are not just a little bit good at fighting.

You are very good at fighting."