Chapter 18 Promotion to Refined Meat
Shen Lian looked through the iron cloth shirt and found that the content in it was indeed very superficial.
The iron cloth shirt only involves various acupoints that need to be tempered with strength, and there is no explanation of the strength of hitting itself, which seems ambiguous.
On the last page of the secret book, there is a secret recipe for Diedajiu, but in Shen Lian's view, it is unrealistic to rely solely on external application of Diedajiu to prevent hidden injuries.
Even the current dietary supplements cannot be without disadvantages.
But it doesn't matter.
Shen Lian cannot refuse just because he wants to do it quickly.
[Whether to spend 1 point to master the iron cloth shirt]
Shen Lian closed the cheat book and refused the prompt on the career panel.
Just kidding, I have been practicing martial arts to be strong all my life, why do I need to rely on dark blue to add points in martial arts?
Bai Haibo thought that Shen Lian still had concerns, so he comforted him: "Actually, Henglian is not the only option. Don't be embarrassed. I just made an immature suggestion..."
"Master Bai, you are right. Yes, I should try horizontal training."
Bai Haibo smiled, "You have to focus on improving the meat training now, and horizontal training can be placed after breaking through the bottleneck, then you will have more strength."
Shen Lian put the secret book away close to his body and then asked: "Is the iron cloth shirt not a superior martial arts? Is there a place where I can get better horizontal training secret books? It doesn't hurt to spend money."
To be precise, Tiebushan is barely even a good player.
Every martial arts school in Yanliang Town has the secret book of Tiebushi, but there are only a handful of martial arts disciples who are willing to get in touch with it, and they all come from poor families.
Bai Haibo hesitated to speak, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words through his teeth.
“Ghost market.”
“Is there a ghost market in Yanliang Town?”
Shen Lian understands the meaning of ghost market, which generally refers to shady underground transactions. I thought of it in a small place like Yanliang Town.
"Well..."
Bai Haibo added vaguely: "The ghost market opens on the fifteenth day of every month. The yamen know about the ghost market, but they have never paid attention to it. It has existed for decades."< br>
"My teacher entered by mistake earlier, and then he went in and out three times. Well, it's not safe, but it won't be too dangerous if you follow the rules."
Shen Lian nodded slightly.
It is more convenient than obtaining martial arts knowledge from gangs or martial arts schools. Even a martial artist cannot escape unscathed if he is involved in the overt and covert struggles of various forces.
"The black market is located in Lantian Street, Nancheng District, Yanliang Town. I will tell you the specific taboos. You must be careful when entering or exiting."
"Lantian Street."
Shen Lian repeated it several times in his mouth.
The location of Nancheng District in Yanliang Town is very special. Because the Nancheng Gate is close to the mountains, the residents gathered there are mainly miners.
There is a mixture of fish and dragons, and the buildings are old and messy.
But it's okay. As long as there is a government office within the confines of Yanliang Town, Shen Lian doesn't think Nancheng District is so dangerous that strangers should not approach it.
Bai Haibo sighed nonchalantly.
Ghost market.
The ghost market he is talking about is not an ordinary ghost market, but a real [ghost market].
Bai Haibo didn't remind Shen Lang, and there was no way to remind him. If you don't know the true face of the ghost market, you won't get trapped in it.
Once you know it, you will have a narrow escape.
Bai Haibo remembered that the last time he entered the ghost market was five years ago.
When he discovered something strange about the ghost market, he felt shuddering even though he was a thousand meters away from Nancheng District. How could he not attract the attention of the demon?
Since then, he has never set foot in the ghost market again.
Furthermore, Bai Haibo heard that demons with profound spiritual skills can even hide quietly in towns and invisibly affect the [cognition] of mortals.
Think of this.
Bai Haibo couldn't help but tremble. The nine-eared demon in the alley suddenly flashed in his mind. Could it be... related to his disciple?
Well, I think too much. How can any demon deliberately hide himself to protect a mortal?
"Shen Lian, the ghost market was established by...an alchemist, which is a bit mysterious."
Bai Haibo pushed the ghost market to the alchemist to avoid Shen Lian's suspicion.
Immediately afterwards, he talked about the weird taboos of the ghost market, and Shen Lian memorized them one by one.
Whether he wants to go to the ghost market, Shen Lian still has to see how efficient he is in practicing Henglian and whether his self-proclaimed innate Henglian holy body can work.
After lunch with the Bai family and his son, he got up and left the martial arts gym.
The street is finally becoming more popular. It is estimated that in a few days, the incidents involving Sanxing will be reduced to rumors, and maybe there will be similar records in the newly compiled Caotang Miscellaneous Notes.
As soon as Shen Lian returned to the pawn shop, he went straight to the open space in the backyard.
The aroma of medicinal food fills the air.
“Ah~”
Myna was a little impatient and was very interested in the chicken soup made with medicinal herbs. He guessed that his plump body was also due to eating too much.
Shen Lian served a bowl of soup to Bago, and then he finished the medicinal diet three times, five times, five times, and two times.
"It's better to be at home."
While digesting the nutrients, Shen Lian basked in the sun and closed his eyes to rest. At the same time, he operated the wave chasing pile, secretly attacking the realm of meat refining.
Of course a waiter will help take care of the cooking of the medicinal food.
A pair of medicinal ingredients can cook four times of medicinal meals. After the medicinal power is exhausted, the waiter will add it again, so don’t worry too much.
This is how Shen Lian lives his life. He only practices boxing every two hours.
The tide punching method consumes too much nutrients, so I must focus on foundation building, and the subsequent Iron Cloth Shirt will have higher priority than the fighting method.
There is no way, trade-offs are inevitable.
Fortunately, the perfect Zhuangzhuang can make the understanding of Tide Boxing twice the result with half the effort, but it still takes time to achieve a small breakthrough.
"Anyway, I have surplus points. If I encounter danger, I will directly forcibly improve my boxing skills."
Shen Lian found a grand reason for showing off, and soon he was in the warm winter sunshine in the afternoon. Drowsy, snoring looming.
It was messed up for two days in a row.
Only Mr. Wang would speak earnestly, but after seeing the power of Shen Lian's boxing training, he never mentioned the need to work hard in martial arts.
Shen Lian did not pay attention to the progress of skin refining, but paid attention to the warrior profession.
Unknowingly, it has reached 81.4%.
Mainly thanks to Mr. Ma Yi for taking the trouble to send the second batch of pickled fish.
In a martial arts state that ordinary martial artists could not imagine, Shen Lian had an opportunity for a breakthrough.
“Hmm.”
Shen Lian woke up suddenly.
He jumped up from the chair, swallowed the remaining medicinal food in one gulp, and then stood in the shape of a stance in the courtyard.
Shen Lian's skin turned red, and his energy and blood were constantly washing over his skin.
Pieces of scales emerged.
Shen Lian is topless, like a shark in mythology. Crystal clear sweat drips to the ground, and the water spray turns into mist and rises.
Bang.
There was a muffled sound on the ground, and cracks spread.
Shen Lian opened his mouth and inhaled the long air into his body. When he exhaled it, the condensed white smoke was two meters long.
The total amount of wave-chasing energy in the dantian doubled, like a shallow pool.
The effect of skin refining is sharply reduced, and the toughness of the skin reaches the extreme level of a martial artist.
Shen Lian's flesh and blood took the initiative to accept Zhulang Jin, but it was only limited to the fascia. If he wanted to spread it all over his flesh and blood, his current practice was obviously not enough.
The career panel is revealed.
[Realm: Foundation Building (Meat Refining)]
Shen Lian took another solid step towards the warrior, and his joy was beyond words.
He couldn't help but play a set of Tide Boxing in the courtyard. Suddenly, a roaring wind swept through the boxing, and the power was increased by at least 50%.
When the mood strikes, Shen Lian practices boxing until night falls.
He calmed down his breath and planned to go back to the house to stabilize his energy in chasing the waves.
As soon as he was discharged from the courtyard, Shen Lian bumped into Mr. Wang head-on.
"Young master, there is a reply letter from Gaojiazhen, signed by the master."
(End of this chapter)