The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 21 Changes (Please read~)

Along with a barely audible sound, a dark shadow fell down from the courtyard wall.

Chen Erya, who had been observing the situation in the yard through the window of the room, was startled by the black shadow.

"who is it!?"

The little girl's heart was in her throat.

It was late at night and her brother was not at home. She was a little girl, what would she do if a thief came?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through the little girl's mind.

Just as she was about to hide and see if she could buy some time, she saw the face of the dark shadow clearly in the bright moonlight.

"elder brother!"

The little girl cried out in surprise.

"It's so late, the little girl should be asleep."

In the yard, Chen Pingan thought so. Children are still growing and are more sleepy than adults, so he didn't intend to wake the little girl. Who would have thought that he would hear his brother calling him just after taking a few steps.

The voice was surprising, it was Chen Erya's voice.

A little man rushed out of the room and threw himself into his arms.

"Nannan, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet? "

"Wait for my brother to come back."

The little girl buried her head in Chen Ping'an's chest, and even her voice sounded a little muffled.

"What's going on here?"

Chen Pingan noticed that the little girl was in a bad mood.

"I was so scared just now. My brother climbed over the wall and came in. I thought it was a thief."

Chen Erya came out of Chen Ping'an's arms, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes.

Looking at the pitiful Chen Erya, Chen Ping'an's heart melted.

"Nannan, I didn't think it through."

Chen Pingan said apologetically.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of mental journey the little girl went through when she thought a thief had come.

"It's okay, don't blame my brother."

The little girl hugged Chen Pingan, unwilling to let go.

Since Old Chen passed away, it has been just the two of them, brother and sister, relying on each other.

Chen Pingan put his hand on Chen Erya's head and remained silent for a long time.

"Nannan, don't worry, I will do my best to give you the best!"

"Brother, is everything going well?"

"It went well. It's okay. Just sleep peacefully. Brother is here."

"OK, all right."

When Chen Pingan came back, Chen Erya felt completely relaxed. After Chen Pingan chatted with her for a while, the little girl fell into a deep sleep. It was obvious that she was really very sleepy.

Chen Erya fell into a deep sleep, but Chen Pingan had not finished what he had to do.

After completing the Iron Shirt, his condition was restored to perfection. There was one more Iron Shirt practice that he had not yet performed.

Walking into the small courtyard, Chen Pingan took off his upper body clothes and began to exercise and temper his body.

After mastering the Iron Shirt, he no longer needed to use underwear to bind himself. Every time he rubbed his palms, he rubbed directly on the skin.

However, his skin was now as tough as thin cowhide, and the effect of rubbing and hammering it with his hands was much weaker than before.

However, half an hour later, the familiar +1 experience value appeared again.

Name: Chen Pingan
Realm: Qi and blood level 1 perfection

Martial Arts: Iron Shirt Minor Mastery (1/40)

After practicing once, Chen Pingan found that he had not yet reached his limit. His skin, which had turned red after being rubbed in the past, did not seem to have changed much at this moment.

A hint of excitement appeared on Chen Ping'an's face.

"Come again!"

After saying that, he continued to rub with his hands and began to practice the iron shirt.

Another half an hour passed, and the +1 experience value appeared again, and the experience value on the panel changed from 1 to 2.

After practicing twice in a row, Chen Pingan finally felt his whole body burning and his skin was hot.

"It seems that after I mastered the Iron Shirt, I was able to practice it twice in a row. In this way, I can gain 4 experience points a day in the morning and evening. This speed is equivalent to doubling!"

Chen Ping'an's face was filled with surprise.

"If you want to master the Iron Shirt, you need 40 experience points. So, it would take you days to master the Iron Shirt, but now it only takes days."

"Ten days."

"Also, according to the records of the exercises, after the Iron Shirt has been mastered to a small degree, the practice can proceed to the next stage. Rolling in the sand and stones will temper the body, polish the skin, and circulate the Qi and blood."

"Well, let's get some gravel tomorrow and see if we can gain more experience from this new phase of practice."

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The efficiency of gaining experience points doubled, which made Chen Pingan very excited. This meant that the door to a higher level of martial arts was slowly opening to him.

After simply wiping his body, Chen Pingan fell into a deep sleep in excitement.

With the improvement of his physical fitness and the replenishment of his qi and blood, even if he felt a little sleepy, he could fall asleep completely in just a dozen breaths.

The most critical time is to maintain a certain level of vigilance during sleep.

Early the next morning, Chen Pingan began to practice the Iron Shirt as usual. On weekdays, he would practice the Iron Shirt once and then rush to the Zhenfu Division to work, so his schedule was quite tight.

However, today is a holiday, so it doesn't matter.

After practicing the iron shirt twice in a row and the experience value on the panel changed from 2 to 4, Chen Pingan went out.

The new stage of Iron Shirt training required gravel and sand, so he went out to get some gravel and sand.

There are many places outside the city where sand and gravel are everywhere. They only need to be sifted a few times before they can be used directly.

However, getting sand and gravel directly from outside the city would be time-consuming and laborious, and too much hassle. He also didn't know when Little Tiger would come, so Chen Pingan chose to buy it directly.

It just so happened that Uncle Zhang, who lived west of Lihua Lane, was a sand mover. His family should have a lot of sand and gravel like this.

Boom boom boom!
Chen Ping'an knocked on Uncle Zhang's door.

After a while, the door opened and a little baby poked his head out.

"Who are you looking for?"

The doll is not very old, probably only about four or five years old, and its round head looks quite cute.

"Is Aunt Zhang home?"

Chen Pingan asked with a smile.

"Grandma, she's here."

The little kid said in a baby voice, and then he stepped aside.

“Who is it!?”

A voice was heard from inside the house.

I saw a sturdy old woman coming out from the inner room, and she just happened to see Chen Pingan who was about to step into the door.

"I was wondering who it was? It turned out to be the young master from the Chen family."

Among the many families in Lihua Lane, Uncle Zhang's family lives a good life.

My son and daughter-in-law are quite hardworking and work as kitchen helpers in a restaurant in the city, which is a stable and respectable job.

He was a laborer who moved sand and earned some hard-earned money, while Aunt Zhang did some needlework at home to supplement the family income.

The family works together and lives a prosperous life.

(End of this chapter)