My technique advances once a day

Chapter 85 Don’t ask, it’s just passed down from our ancestors

For a whole hour, this set of boxing was slowly unfolded in the meticulousness of the dolls, and every move and every style was poured with all their energy and concentration.

As the last move was closed, the morning light had already spread all over the courtyard, and the clothes of the dolls were soaked with sweat.

They slowly closed their fists, breathed in the fresh air, and tried to calm their violent heartbeats.

Finally, as if they had exhausted the last bit of strength, the dolls collapsed on the ground one after another, looking at the sky, their faces were filled with smiles of satisfaction and achievement.

Although extremely tired, no doll complained, because behind this hard work was their hope to survive.

"I'm back." Old man Sun walked to the chair on the other side of the stone table and sat down, filling Shen Yuan's teacup with tea.

Shen Yuan closed the martial arts book in his hand, nodded, and said: "Stay for two days, and take a few days off."

"Puff!"

The tea that Old Man Sun had just drunk sprayed out.

"It's really strange, so busy?"

He wiped his beard, adjusted his manners, and was quite speechless: "In the entire Zhuxie Yamen, you and Li Ruyi are the busiest, busier than the head!"

"One is not in the Zhuxie Yamen all day, and the other never leaves the Zhuxie Yamen all day."

"You two should just get together."

Shen Yuan did not respond, but spread out the martial arts book he had just taken and continued to study.

"Why, you are embarrassed to say that you are moved?"

Old man Sun came to Shen Yuan, "Don't worry, as long as this old man takes action, any kind of person can be taken down by you!"

Shen Yuan: "..."

Seeing that he still didn't speak, old man Sun smiled and said, "Why, you are so old, you are still embarrassed to talk about marriage?"

"What after marriage?" Seeing him asking again and again, Shen Yuan had no choice but to close the martial arts book, but why did it have a sense of forced marriage?

"This girl is very rich, and of course she will enjoy a peaceful life after marrying her!" Old man Sun took it for granted.

Shen Yuan continued to ask: "What happens after you enjoy a peaceful life?"

"After getting married, you will naturally live a shameless life, give birth to a big fat boy, and settle down and build a career!" Old Man Sun is very experienced.

"Old Man Sun, you are a single dog, right?" Shen Yuan said seriously.

"Ah?" Old Man Sun was surprised: "How do you know?"

Although he had never heard of the term single dog, he still roughly understood what it meant.

And what Shen Yuan said was right, he was alone.

"Because a married person will never have any interest or expectation in getting married again."

Shen Yuan responded calmly:

"Even if you don't have to worry about family matters, firewood, rice, oil and salt. But if you have to face the same person every day, the shortcomings of this person will be infinitely magnified until you can't stand it in the end."

"As for the shameless days after getting married, it will only make people feel disgusted and boring, and people can't get any interest."

"Of course, the reason why I'm not interested in this is not because of these, but..."

Seeing that the children in the yard went into the house to do morning lessons, Shen Yuan continued:

"But I just came back from Cuiyun Tower."

"Puff!"

Old man Sun thought Shen Yuan would have a profound speech, and he nodded and agreed with the first two sentences.

But he didn't expect that there would be a sharp turn later, and the good tea was sprayed out again.

"You kid is just playing with flowers... Oh, forget it, I'm going to supervise the morning lessons of these children!"

Old man Sun put down the teacup, and was indeed diverted by Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan was not idle either, his mind quietly sensed the physical condition of the dolls in several rooms.

Only then did he discover that the blood and qi of these dolls were much more stable than before.

"The mental method in "Free Creation Kung Fu" combined with the corresponding boxing method is indeed effective." Shen Yuan thought.

Old man Sun also lamented the strangeness of the Kung Fu and asked where it came from.

Shen Yuan covered it up with a sentence that it was passed down from his ancestors.

After checking all the dolls in several rooms and finding that there was no risk of explosion, Shen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The most important thing for him to do when he came back this time was to see these dolls.

Seeing that the swollen bodies of these dolls began to subside and gradually took on human form, he knew that everything was developing in a good direction.

Moreover, he keenly noticed that during this period of hard training, several dolls not only had their external body shapes significantly improved.

The changes in their bodies were also particularly significant.

Their blood and qi were no longer running disorderly as usual, and they were ready to break out of their bodies at any time.

Instead, it began to condense into pure and powerful blood and qi, flowing between the blood vessels.

The birth of this pure blood and qi is the omen that they will become warriors!

"Although the body was destroyed by the drug, it also warmed their flesh and blood. Especially the meridians and bones of the survivors were irrigated harder than ordinary people, and the blood was more vigorous."

Shen Yuan quickly found out the reason: "So it seems that it is a means of washing the tendons and marrow, but in the Blood Evil Sect, this means becomes too explosive."

After all, the original intention of the Blood Evil Sect is not to wash the tendons and marrow for the kids, but to cultivate great medicine to wash the tendons and marrow for themselves, improve their physical fitness, and break through the realm.

"The set of boxing I am learning now is too ordinary. Since it is effective, let's increase the strength of these kids so that they can get well soon."

Shen Yuan took out paper and pen and began to write on the stone table.

It was not until noon that Shen Yuan wiped his sweat and raised his head.

In fact, copying martial arts does not take much effort, but unfortunately some kids are illiterate and can only express themselves in the form of pictures, which takes more time.

Put together forty or fifty pieces of paper with writing and drawing, take a few iron nails, press them into the edge of the book, and squeeze with two fingers.

A martial arts book is bound into a book.

This is the rare-level boxing martial arts that he condensed by eliminating many immortal tributes in Hanyu City and integrating various boxing techniques of Jiyin Sect.

It is called "Baji Collapse".

"Why do I feel a little familiar?" Shen Yuan picked up a pen and wrote three words on the cover.

Looking at the three big words, he was a little dazed for a while, but he just couldn't remember the source.

He himself did not learn this boxing because "Sealing Veins and Catching Dragons" is still powerful.

And there is also a gap between the words "precious".

This "Baji Collapse" has just touched the threshold, while "Sealing Veins and Catching Dragons" belongs to the strongest level.

But no matter what, this "Eight Extremes Collapse" is a rare-level martial art after all. It will not be weak in practice and it is easier to get started.

It is very suitable for children.

The reason why "Sealing Veins and Catching Dragons" was not given was also due to two considerations. First, the internal strength and mental method are not compatible, and second, this is the ancestral martial arts of the Lin family.

"Brother Shen Yuan, eat." Seeing Shen Yuan finally stop writing and look up, the little girl named Xiaolan hurriedly brought food from the kitchen.

"Thank you!" Shen Yuan nodded and took the red painted plate.

On the plate was a bowl of brown rice, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of pickles, and perhaps because Shen Yuan came back, there was an extra fried egg.

There are hundreds of mouths here, and it is destined that there will not be much good food supply. Even if you are guarding the martial arts warehouse, you can't stand hundreds of mouths eating.

The silver consumed by eating every day is an exaggerated number.

Shen Yuan finished eating in a flash and looked calmly at the pair of puzzled eyes beside him who had been looking at him for a long time.

Old Man Sun had read through the book compiled by Shen Yuan, took a deep breath, and asked in a calm tone: "This martial art is..."

"Don't ask, it's passed down from my ancestors." Shen Yuan said without blushing.

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