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In half a day in the morning, Zhang Qiuhan gained 300 hours of cleaning and leisure time. Didn't his cultivation speed take off?

He happily led the Border Collie for a few laps in the park and waited until lunch time before returning to the office, planning to have lunch before continuing to walk the dog.

After lunch, Zhang Qiuhan was just about to leave.

At this time, Fa Meng opened his mouth to stop him and said:

"Donor Zhang, it's been three days, and you haven't practiced seriously for a day. The young monk decided to start special training for you. I wish you can quickly improve a certain skill, and you can also give an explanation to the master."

Zhang Qiuhan was puzzled:

"Special training? Is there such an operation?"

Fa Meng stood up and slowly said:

"Normally, there is no shortcut to practicing Shaolin stunts, but after many people learned it secretly, they developed many quick methods."

"Since you, Donor Zhang, have no intention of practicing down-to-earth, I have no choice but to use special training methods to help you master a certain skill quickly."

Fa Meng frowned. Although he was talking to Zhang Qiuhan, he didn't bother to look at him.

As an authentic disciple of Lingyin Temple, he actually has to teach others authentic Shaolin stunts using the quick special training methods developed by other stealers. This is simply an insult to Shaolin stunts, and even more insult to him, a disciple of Lingyin Temple.

But there was nothing he could do. Zhang Qiuhan had no intention of practicing martial arts at all. He spent all day either walking his dog or misbehaving in the office.

If this continues, let alone a few years, it is impossible to reach the entry-level level in a lifetime! Even the lowest primary level cannot be reached.

Fa Meng clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, and continued to say to Zhang Qiuhan:

"But let's talk about it first. The quick method will put a certain burden on the body and even cause hidden injuries. You have to be mentally prepared in advance."

Fa Meng informed Zhang Qiuhan of the disadvantages of the crash training, hoping that he could be mentally prepared in advance.

For thousands of years, many people with blood feuds have come to the Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts. Shaolin skills require time to be polished before they can achieve success.

In order to kill their enemies before they die of old age, many people have created many ingenious and quick methods.

These methods can quickly improve strength, but they also leave many hidden dangers.

It can range from physical damage to the body, and the strength will stagnate after reaching a certain level, to severe injuries to the whole body, and he will die soon.

But Fa Meng couldn't care so much at this time. He just wanted to teach Zhang Qiuhan some special skills quickly, and then he could return to the mountain and recover.

In his heart, he even hoped that Zhang Qiuhan could leave some hidden wounds.

Then he thought that he had evil thoughts again, and hurriedly recited silently: Sin, sin, sin.

Zhang Qiuhan was also curious when he heard that there was a 'crash course' for Shaolin stunts.

Although he is now improving so fast that even the Buddha would shake his head when he saw it, he still wants to experience Lingyin Temple's 'crash course'.

Zhang Qiuhan followed Fa Meng to the practice room.

At this time, Liu Yanyan was practicing in the practice room, but instead of practicing boxing, she was standing still with a frown on her face.

Zhang Qiuhan looked at Liu Yanyan carefully and found that the color of Liu Yanyan's skin seemed a little wrong.

He remembered that Liu Yanyan's skin was a little dark, but now. . . It seems darker.

When Fa Meng saw Zhang Qiuhan looking at Liu Yanyan with interest, he chuckled and said:

"Donor Liu is very talented. Her 'Golden Bell' practice has made rapid progress, and she is not inferior to the young monk. Unfortunately, her progress in other martial arts is average."

"Even so, Donor Liu deserves to be called one of a thousand geniuses."

"Moreover, Donor Liu practices extremely hard. He practices martial arts during the day and exercises his internal strength at night. Now Jinzhongzhao has reached the primary level, which is not something that the useless and careless Donor Zhang can envy."

Liu Yanyan practiced Qigong seriously and hard, and Fa Meng admired her quite a lot.

When praising Liu Yanyan, he did not forget to belittle Zhang Qiuhan.

Zhang Qiuhan frowned angrily.

The lowest level of the system is the elementary level. Now he has broken through the entry level and has reached the Xiaocheng level, which is two levels higher than Liu Yanyan.

Zhang Qiuhan wanted to tell the truth that his seventy-three Shaolin stunts had reached the level of Xiaocheng.

At this time, Fa Meng spoke again:

"Okay, there's no point in envying others. Their talents are there and cannot be compared to someone like you who is not doing his job properly. You should try the special training method."

Fa Meng said, walking to a table with a large basin of fine sand on it.

He pointed to the sand in the big basin and said:

"I believe you can guess the content of the special training after seeing this."

"Yes, this is exactly the training method of 'Iron Palm'."

Fa Meng talked eloquently:

"Back then, a famous martial arts master studied in Shaolin and developed a quick method for the powerful Vajra Palm. This is to continuously hit the fine sand with your hands, then replace it with coarse sand, and finally replace it with stones."

"Later, he named this practice method 'Iron Sand Palm', which is actually just a variant of Shaolin's unique skill, Vajra Palm."

"Later, some people processed this special training technique and mixed poison into the sand. While practicing the powerful Vajra Palm quickly, they could also make their hands full of poison. It was also called 'Various Sand Palm'. Of course, the poisonous sand palm is very harmful to practitioners. It’s also harmful to me, so few people practice it now.”

Fa Meng briefly explained the content and source of today's special training.

Zhang Qiuhan nodded aside. He had heard of Iron Sand Palm and Venomous Sand Palm before. It turned out that they were just variants of the Powerful Vajra Palm.

Zhang Qiuhan thought that since he was here, he would give it a try.

He rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the fine sand in the big basin.

"Ow!"

As soon as Zhang Qiuhan inserted his palms into the fine sand, he quickly retracted his hands with a cry.

Grandma, this fine sand is actually hot! And there was something very hard inside, which made his hands hurt.

Zhang Qiuhan wondered, there was no fire under the big basin, how could it be so hot?

I bent down and took a look. What kind of big basin was this? It was obviously a large electric hot pot, and it had six high-power settings!

If it is heated for a while, the sand will almost melt and can be directly processed into glass!

When Fa Meng saw Zhang Qiuhan's defeat, he couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Haha, the young monk saw that Donor Zhang was not doing his job every day, so he specially upgraded this iron sand palm training method to help you achieve success quickly."

As he spoke, Fa Meng took out a few hard white steel blocks from the hot casserole, brought them to Zhang Qiuhan and showed them to him.

Zhang Qiuhan cursed angrily:

"Damn, you're sick! This sand has to be more than 300 degrees if not 200 degrees. You still put hard white steel in it?"

"It's time for the dog. You can play by yourself. I'm going to walk the dog."

With that said, Zhang Qiuhan angrily took Bian Mu and walked outside without looking back.

Fa Meng saw that Zhang Qiuhan didn't recognize a good heart, so he shook his head and sighed:

"Alas! It's hard to carve out of rotten wood, it's hard to carve out of rotten wood!"

However, Fa Meng thought of the moment when Zhang Qiuhan took out his palm, and felt that something was wrong.

Judging from that posture, it seems to be the posture of the 'Powerful Vajra Palm', and it seems that the skill is quite good.

He looked at Zhang Qiuhan, who was walking out with the dog, and murmured:

"The young monk must have misunderstood. He only walks the dog all day long and is mischievous. He has never practiced Kung Fu for a day. How can he have mastered the powerful Vajra Palm?"

"It must be just a coincidence."

With that said, Fa Meng stopped thinking about it and looked at Liu Yanyan with approval.

Donor Liu is extremely talented and practices hard, so he will definitely achieve success in the future.

I believe that it won’t take a few years for Donor Liu’s Golden Bell to reach the level of Dacheng.

It’s up to you whether you want to practice on that piece of rotten wood in the future or not. Anyway, the monk has tried his best.

Ugh. . .