Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 7 Black Sand Palm

"call……"

In the yard, white smoke slowly emitted from the iron pot on the wooden frame.

Qi Xiu, with his sleeves rolled up and rarely wearing a short jacket, stood in front of the iron pot, his eyes solemn and he kept taking deep breaths.

The iron pot is filled with iron sand as fine as soybeans, which is hot and exudes a strong medicinal smell.

This is a prop for practicing Black Sand Palm.

It looks like ordinary iron sand mixed with many medicinal ingredients.

Looking down at his slender white hands, Qi Xiu curled his lips.

This damn world.

It forced Qi, a scholar, to start practicing martial arts.

Master Qian's birthday party is approaching, and the whole Qian family is getting busy. Qian Yuze, as the young master of the Qian family, also has to run around to take care of things.

Since he didn't have time to practice calligraphy, he simply gave Qi Xiu a day off.

Taking advantage of this free time, Qi Xiu purchased various materials needed for martial arts training.

Just two days.

Thirty taels of silver were given away.

"No wonder they say that the poor are poor in culture and rich in martial arts. This kind of martial arts training is really not something ordinary people can do."

In addition to the iron sand and mixed medicinal materials, practicing black sand palm also requires the use of a medicinal wine.

This can ensure that the palms will not be injured or deformed during the practice.

And the medicinal materials needed to prepare this medicinal wine.

One portion costs five taels of silver!

After gathering his emotions, Qi Xiu calmed down, followed the steps in the black sand palm secret book, and thrust a pair of fleshy palms into the iron sand in front of him.

hiss!

The moment when tender flesh comes into contact with hot iron sand.

Burning, stinging, and abrasions all rushed into Qi Xiu's body.

Gritting his teeth and resisting the pain in his hands, Qi Xiu continued to follow the secret instructions with firm eyes.

Finally, after a few minutes.

An unspeakable realization rose in my heart.

Calling up the progress panel, Qi Xiu looked over.

[Calligraphy (One Realm): 75.2%]

[Cooking skills: 7.8%]

[Black Sand Palm: 0.1%]

"It's finally here!"

Seeing the words Black Sand Palm appear on the panel, Qi Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is simple.

practice it.

Continuously insert and rub the iron sand, and change the hand shape and posture to stretch and exercise the muscles and veins of the palm.

Bits of insight kept emerging.

Qi Xiu, who was sweating like rain on his forehead, suddenly felt that the pain in his hands seemed less severe.

There seemed to be some kind of power growing in the seams between the flesh and bones of his palms.

For nine days.

On the premise that you can feel your strength growing every day.

Qi Xiu developed a great enthusiasm for martial arts training.

Unless the body cannot bear the load.

He even planned to sleep only a few hours a day and spend the rest of his time practicing martial arts.

But under such high-intensity practice.

It's not without its drawbacks.

First of all, Qi Xiu's food intake and consumption of medicinal wine and ingredients were increasing day by day.

nine days.

Just eating alone cost two taels of silver.

This is already half a year’s food expenses for an average family of three.

Not to mention the more expensive medicinal wine and medicinal ingredients.

"I have to find a way to earn more money, otherwise even if I enter the Danqing Pavilion and become a pen master, it will be difficult to maintain the consumption of martial arts training."

His hands were soaked in the orange medicinal wine, and Qi Xiu's brows slowly relaxed.

[Black Sand Palm: 31%]

“According to the secret book, it would take at least ten years for an average person to practice Black Sand Palm to its peak.

In other words, my nine days are already worth three years of hard training for a normal person. "

Taking both hands out of the medicinal wine, the originally slender and white palms are now solid and tight, with tough and elastic muscles. The veins on the back of the hands are clearly visible, like fine rivers, intertwining in the skin, as if containing infinite power. .

"I'm really curious about what kind of effect Black Sand Palm will have after it breaks through the first realm." Qi Xiu clenched his fists and made a clanging sound, looking expectantly.

A breakthrough in calligraphy can inspire the magic of the [town] character.

<divclass="contentadv">What kind of changes will happen to Black Sand Palm, which is originally a martial arts?

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Tuk Tuk Tuk!

It was just dawn.

A quick knock on the door woke Qi Xiu up from his deep sleep.

"Who?"

He forced himself to open his eyes. The past few days of martial arts training had consumed a lot of energy. Qi Xiu got out of bed in a daze and stood at the door of the courtyard asking.

"Open the door! The county government is investigating the case!"

The cold drink made most of Qi Xiu's sleepiness dissipate.

The courtyard door opened with a creak.

Two serious-looking detectives wearing black and red soap uniforms, with long knives at their waists, stood at the door. One of them was holding a roster.

"No. [-], Nanguang Lane, is your name Qi Xiu?"

"Uh, yes."

The sudden appearance of the policeman made Qi Xiu feel nervous.

Early in the morning, police officers came to investigate.

Could it be that someone from the Qian Mansion came out and killed someone?

"Put on your clothes and come back with us."

"Ah? Sir, can I ask what's going on?"

After glancing at Qi Xiu, the policeman standing on the left said:

"Last night, the whole family of the residents of No. Shiqi at the bottom of the alley were killed. You all in the alley must go back with us to investigate."

After hearing the policeman's explanation, Qi Xiu's expression changed slightly.

really!

That thing came to this place that day.

I thought that after so many days, nothing would happen.

Unexpectedly, this is still the case...

Under the police's urging, Qi Xiu hurried back to his house to change his clothes. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a dozen other residents in the alley standing outside with uneasy expressions.

A massacre occurred where I lived.

Everyone is afraid of leaving it alone.

Under the escort of the police, the group came to the Baohe County Government Office.

At this moment, the sky was completely bright.

"Everyone, please go in and wait for the interrogation by the county captain."

They were beaten directly to the back room of the county government office, and the police officers rushed everyone into the cells.

"I...we are not prisoners, why are we locked in a cell."

"Yeah, that's not right."

"Mom, there are mice here."

There were originally some prisoners in the cell. Looking at the prisoners with unkind faces and strange expressions, everyone protested quickly and did not want to be locked up together.

"Stop talking nonsense and just stay still!"

After shouting impatiently, the detectives turned and left.

"Hey hey hey, what's going on? So many people are being imprisoned all at once." A bald man at the edge of the corner looked at everyone in amusement.

"Ask if you don't know."

The man, who was chewing his teeth, had a goatee, and had a pockmarked face, approached a young man who bowed his head and remained silent.

"Hey, tell me, what happened?"

The person being asked was Qi Xiu who was arrested together.

That thing in the Qian Mansion started killing people.

What's going on with the Qian family? It's been so long. Is there still no way to deal with that thing?

He was suddenly caught by the police and couldn't carry any pen and ink, so naturally he couldn't write the characters "town".

What if that thing comes here...

"Hey, hey, I'm asking you something."

Feeling increasingly uneasy, Qi Xiu was thinking about how to get out as soon as possible, but he was pulled away by the gangsters on the side.

He raised his head suddenly and grabbed the gangster's wrist. Qi Xiu, who was furious, frowned:

"Touch me again, believe it or not, I will destroy your claws!"

I saw that Qi Xiu's right hand was thick and powerful, with bulging veins and a faint layer of blue and black on the skin. His five fingers tightened hard, almost crushing the ruffian's wrist.

People who practice martial arts should first cultivate three points of bad energy.

Qi Xiu, who entered the martial arts school, is no longer the weak scholar he once was.

In anger, the whole audience was shocked.

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