The cold pond separates the inner and outer doors.

The island is full of mountains, with the six highest peaks, namely the Five Inner Gate Halls and the Sect Hall, followed by the Library, Zhubing Valley, Warehouse, and Shenbing Pavilion...

On the left side of the main hall of the sect is where the Hammer Hall is located.

After a long circle around the island, Li Yuan did not encounter many inner disciples. Instead, there were errand disciples everywhere and were distributed to work everywhere on the island.

Chopping wood, carrying water, transporting iron materials, repairing houses, and caring for vegetable fields... It seems that it is busier than the apprentices of the forging shop.

But these errand disciples are not comparable to those of apprentices from the Outer Academy of the Forging Bingpu. The worst is that they are wealthy and wealthy families in Xiaxian County. There are also many young ladies like Liu Zheng and Wang Peiyao.

Li Yuan felt a little touched when he walked up the mountain along the trail.

He had a personal understanding of the difficulties of practicing martial arts. If it weren't for the Gaoliu turmoil, Han Chuijun used thunder to wipe out many forces, it would be much more difficult for him to try the Nine Shapes.

Even if he entered the Godly Soldier Valley and became the true teaching, he would not dare to relax at all.

The true teachings of the Divine Soldier Valley are not constant. It can even be said that the true teachings are transferred every few years, just like the three thousand divine guards, which change every year, with the weak being lowered and the strong being higher.

The fastest way for an inner disciple to think about Jin Zhenzhi is to take down the original Zhenzhi. Fang Yunxiu reminded him implicitly before.

Compared with other true disciples, his foundation and martial arts are very weak. At least, on the surface, he is just a genius who has just developed internal strength and has not yet achieved solid body tempering.

At the end of the mountain road, there was a large village. As soon as Li Yuan arrived at the door, a tall and thin young man came out and smiled:

Li Yuan bowed his hand, and Yu Guang swept over the long hammer on Gao Gang's back.

Although the hammer soldier is only at the second level, he has the blessing of the "military battle and killing hammer he needs, and it is a great success.

Gao Gang smiled and turned around:

Li Yuan nodded and followed.

According to Fang Yunxiu, Han Chuijun has received many disciples in recent decades, but most of them are nominal disciples. There are only nineteen who are really learned, including two of them.

Gao Gang was introduced seven years ago and was strong and successful.

...

There are many buildings in the Hammer Bing Hall, which are much larger than the Forging Bing Shop, including vegetable fields, streams, and bamboo forests and meadows.

In the bamboo forest, Han Chuijun was punching and responded casually, his movements not stopping.

He glanced at Li Yuan who was approaching, and Gao Gang bowed and retreated.

Huh ~

Han Chuijun's movements were gentle and casual, sometimes like a tiger descending from the mountain, sometimes like a snake curling grass, sometimes like a monkey looking at the moon, sometimes like a horse galloping...

Every move and every move is not organized, and the shapes of the beasts are different. However, they have a flowing nature when used in his hands.

Li Yuan's heart thumped slightly.

Han Chuijun did not exert force, but the various shapes of fists changed their wishes between his fists and palms. Although he deliberately slowed down, he could still feel that his every move and gesture had the power of all shapes.

Once it breaks out, it will be terrifying.

After a long time, Han Chuijun slowly closed his momentum, clearly in an extremely slow movement, but his body was sweating. A dozen meters away, Li Yuan felt like he was being scorched by the fire.

Such terrifying qi and blood made him feel a little scared.

Han Chuijun long

After breathing, the sweat all over the body was pushed and spread by an invisible force, and nothing was left in the body.

Li Yuan answered.

Han Chuijun asked again.

Li Yuan thought about it and replied:

Han Chuijun paced slowly:

"The most pictogram martial arts in the world are the best, but pictograms can also be divided into high and low, such as white ape cloak hammers, tiger roaring swords, etc. Those who imitate ordinary beasts are mostly middle and lower...

Going further up, it is like imitating the spirit beast. This kind of martial arts is mostly middle and upper, but the shapes of the heaven and earth are far more than the shapes of the beast."

Li Yuan walked into the bamboo forest and listened quietly. He lacked the systematic understanding of martial arts and was also quite eager for it.

Han Chuijun stood by the stream without moving, but in Li Yuan's eyes, he felt a sense of floating in the wind and could walk with the wind at any time.

Li Yuan was a little surprised and unexpected.

He knew that Han Chuijun had changed all shapes, but he didn't expect that he could change the wind shape. How could this be easier?

Li Yuan bowed quickly and asked about his previous doubts again.

Han Chuijun didn't care, so he paused and added:

Of course Li Yuan did not refute, but he felt that there was only another reason why Old Han was staying in the Yisha Realm for a long time.

If the realm is useless, how can it be passed down for thousands of years?

Since they do not conflict with each other, according to his thoughts, they must all...

Han Chuijun saw his thoughts, but said nothing. He just turned around and walked towards the cottage, and Li Yuan hurriedly followed.

The bamboo forest cottage looks quite simple and simple from the outside, but the decoration inside has nothing to do with simplicity, and all kinds of furniture and objects are available.

There were also three small incense burners, surrounded by green smoke, and the freshness of plants and trees was quite pleasant.

There are actually four maids in the house...

‘What an old Han, you really know how to enjoy it!

Li Yuan muttered, looking strange.

The four pretty maids had already left the house respectfully.

Han Chuijun knew what Li Yuan was thinking at a glance. He coughed lightly and said seriously:

Li Yuan nodded repeatedly.

He has no voyeurism and is not very interested in it, and he cannot reveal his interest even if he is interested.

Han Chuijun glared at him, too lazy to explain, and said in a deep voice:

Li Yuan immediately stood up straight, which was also the treatment of a true disciple.

Shenbing Valley has many martial arts skills, but any martial arts skills are available.

Even if you don’t teach it in vain, you can only learn a martial arts master of the middle school for three to five years.

The inner disciples are a little better, but they often have to do a lot of things for the sect to pass on half of the excellent martial arts. For example, Fang Yunxiu, after ten years of learning, he only learned a few styles of Tianchan Sword Techniques.

But true disciples can pass on the entire book of excellent martial arts.

Before the news was opened, Han Chuijun explained a lot of things.

"The difference between middle-class martial arts and inferior martial arts lies in the circulation of qi and blood. Without this part, no matter how talented you are, you cannot be strong in your heart...

The difference between the superior martial arts and the middle martial arts is 'Qigong'."

Li Yuan captured the point.

While speaking, Han Chuijun flipped his right palm and raised his finger.

Bang!

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he had no time to react, so he felt a pain in his chest and his inner armor made a "bang" sound.

A huge force came, causing him to take several steps in a row.

Li Yuan's eyes lit up. They were three meters apart.

Han Chuijun took out a secret book from his arms and flipped it over, but the moji hadn't even done it yet:

Good guy, just scraps on the boots?

Although he had some speculations before, Li Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He once thought that he had already bought most of the books.

Li Yuan reached out to pick it up.

Han Chuijun turned his hand and held the secret book, his eyes cold:

Li Yuan responded in a stern voice.

Han Chuijun then let go of his hand:

Li Yuan reached out to take the booklet and slowly started reading it.

Han Chuijun instructed him to get up and light the candle.

Li Yuan read it with the lights and praised Lao Han in his heart. The book was written in detail, easy to understand and easy to understand.

Li Yuan was immersed in it and recited silently line by line.

The whole booklet is more than 50,000 words, and it is not much to accompany various illustrations, but it is easy to read it, but it is too difficult to memorize it.

Li Yuan muttered in his heart that he felt a pain of memorizing texts in his previous life.

Those who practice martial arts must have developed limbs, but their brain may not be very good...

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To be continued...