The next day, when the old man entered Zhou Yuan's room, he found that he was not there.

"Wow~"

The old man looked over and smiled.

"Is this kid so hardworking?"

Zhou Yuan had already gotten up early at this time, and began to practice intermittently.

At this moment, he already understood that if he wanted to exercise his fingers, he must first exercise his arm strength, and then his wrist!
In the next few days, Zhou Yuan massaged the old man during the day and learned to stand on his head at night.

"Boom!"

"Hahahaha, I succeeded, old man, I can already stand on my head for an hour!!!"

Zhou Yuan got up from the ground in disgrace and said excitedly.

The old man showed a playful smile, picked up a metal brick and slapped it on the table.

"The first step is done, this is the second step, poke your finger through it!"

Zhou Yuan's face darkened instantly.

"Old man, are you kidding me, people use bricks, you just give me the whole iron block?"

The old man glanced away and sighed.

"Hey~ now..."

"Stop, stop talking, I'll poke!!!"

Zhou Yuan picked out his ears. Hearing the old man say this these past few days, his ears were calloused.

"Humph!"

The old man walked out with a low grunt.

Zhou Yuan looked at the iron block in front of him and swallowed, and looked at his fingers, feeling flustered inside.

"I will stab you to death!"

Zhou Yuan's internal energy flowed into his fingers, and he shot out with one finger.

"Clang~"

"Ah!!! My finger, huh~huh~huh"

Zhou Yuan held his fingers and kept blowing, but when he looked at Tie Zhuan, a dent suddenly appeared!
"Damn, I can poke iron bricks!"

Zhou Yuan squeezed his own hands and said pleasantly.

"This old man has been standing on his head again for a few days, no wonder he is doing this and that again!"

In the village at night, every night, there was a sound of knocking iron in a house, and there was an old man smoking a cigarette sitting outside the door.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"Clang~"

"Boom!!!"

A hole just enough to hold a finger suddenly appeared on an iron brick.

Zhou Yuan happily walked out the door with the iron brick in his arms and shouted.

"Old man, I'm done! I'm done! You can call me Six Meridians Excalibur."

Seeing that no one answered, Zhou Yuan found the back room in the front room, and there was no figure on the chair where the old man had been sitting.

"Where did this old man run so chic!"

Zhou Yuan pushed open the door of his room, leaving a book and a letter on the bed.

"What is this old man doing!"

Zhou Yuan picked up the book, on which were written "Six Meridians Excalibur" in big characters!
"Cheats???"

He quickly opened the envelope.

"Young man, I don't have anything to ask you anymore. You have mastered the basic skills. With a little comprehension of this cheat book, you can learn the real Six Meridians Excalibur. As for my whereabouts, I will not tell you!"

"By the way, it's not suitable to stay in that room for a long time, so leave as soon as possible!"

Zhou Yuan looked at the envelope and sat beside the bed and fell into deep thought.

"It turns out that the old man has been teaching him since the moment he entered the door, but he didn't realize it, and always thought that the old man was playing with him!"

Zhou Yuan put away the cheat book and put away the envelope, after all he can be regarded as his half-master, if there is a chance to meet in the future, he will definitely repay the favor.

"Da da da~"

"Qinglin, are you sure the Six Meridians Excalibur is here!"

"Deputy Suzerain, that's right, there is an old man inside who is the successor of the Six Meridians Excalibur!"

The man who everyone bowed his head exudes the aura of a half-step master!

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