"Then go back to the hotel first. I will teach you a set of exercises that can strengthen your body. If you can persist for a long time, your body's skills will gradually recover and even become younger." Shang Xin said casually.

"Really?" Wang Baichuan's eyes were full of fanaticism.

"This is not my nonsense, but it is all based on scientific basis. Do you know "Five Animals Play"? It is an important exercise created by the miraculous doctor Hua Tuo. According to relevant records, those who insist on practicing this "Five Animals Play" can still have clever ears and eyes, firm teeth, and their mental state is no different from those of young people even at the age of 90." Shang Xin curled his lips and said.

Wang Baichuan was very impressed and asked thoughtfully: "Brother Shang Xin, you won't teach me "Five Animal Show"?"

"Of course not. The "Five Animals Play" that is circulating now was adapted by later generations many times and has long lost the effect of the original version. If you want to learn this, you can download the video online to learn it. What I want to teach you is "Rahan Boxing". Although it does not have the magical health-preserving effect of the "Five Animals Play" created by Hua Tuo, it is definitely a first-class and good exercise in strengthening the body." Shang Xin replied lightly.

This made Wang Baichuan even more fascinated and wanted to learn the "Arhat Boxing" earlier, so they also returned to the hotel while talking.

After entering the presidential suite, Shang Xin first said, "I'm a little tired, let's do it. I'll play "Rahan Boxing" in full. You can record the whole process with your mobile phone, and then go back to your room and practice slowly. If you don't understand, write down anything you don't understand, and ask me together."

Wang Baichuan replied: "Okay!"

Then, he turned on his phone to prepare for shooting.

Shang Xin also demonstrated "Rahan Boxing" at this time. In order to enable Wang Baichuan to learn the correct movements, he demonstrated every move and every move as extremely standard.

After a long time, Shang Xin finished demonstrating the entire set of "Arhat Boxing", then his energy sinks into his dantian, and gently exhales a breath of turbid air, saying, "Has it been recorded?"

Wang Baichuan was a little immersed in his sight. He didn't react for a moment. When Shang Xin approached and patted his shoulder, he came back to his senses and said, "Is this the martial arts you fought in the National Free Fighting Competition?"

Shang Xin nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Baichuan suddenly became excited. The blood that he had buried in his body for many years was instantly ignited at this moment: "In other words, this set of martial arts can still be used to fight..."

"Yes, but China is a legal society after all, so Brother Wang, don't have bad thoughts." Shang Xin joked.

"Of course, your brother Wang is a good citizen who abides by the law. Brother Shang Xin, please rest. I will go back to my room to study first." After that, Wang Baichuan walked out of Shang Xin's room with his cell phone as if he was a treasure.

After Wang Baichuan left, Shang Xin looked at the clock in the room. It was already past 3 pm. So he lay down on the bed and started to rest.

In the hazy, Shang Xin had a strange dream. In the dream, an old man with wrinkles and gray hair, about 80 years old appeared in his dream. He was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch and was viciously speaking to a man wearing a mask: "Masked man, I don't care who you are, but you will definitely make your blood debt and repay your blood today."

Shang Xin was frightened and sweated in a cold sweat. He woke up in an instant and sat up from the bed. Because the masked man was clearly himself, but the old man's eyes were filled with endless resentment, giving him an infinite sense of oppression.

"How could he have such a nightmare? It shouldn't be." Shang Xin thought with great fear, because he was a monk after all, and his mental power was already very different from that of ordinary people. It was impossible to have nightmare casually, so he guessed that there were monks who were much better than him who were targeted him.

Thinking of this, he was stunned again. Who is this old man? Why did he come to him? What kind of hatred does he have with him?

He recalled that the opponent he fought in this National Free Fighting Competition did not seem to offend anyone, and the only one who had formed a bad guy was Murong Feng. Thinking of this, his heart suddenly felt a sudden "sudden" in his heart. Could it be that the Murong family really has great masters, he immediately called Ling Kui Witch, because among the friends he knows now, Ling Kui Witch has the highest cultivation level.

After the phone was connected, Shang Xin immediately said on the phone: "Sister Lingkui, I had a strange nightmare. An old man wanted to kill me in the dream, and I felt that this dream was particularly real."

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The witch Kui couldn't help but feel speechless. She joked on the other end of the phone: "It's just a nightmare, it's just a scare. How did you scare you?"

"It can't be a nightmare. Did Sister Ling Kui forget that I am a monk? With the spiritual power of a monk, how could he still have nightmare?" Shang Xin replied seriously.

The witch Lingkui was slightly stunned when she heard this, because she was also a monk, so she naturally knew that Shang Xin could not have nightmares casually. She asked with a serious expression: "Who have you offended?"

"If there is, he deserves it. He killed two of us on the ring, and I just injured him in the ring." Shang Xin said anxiously.

"From your description, I think the other party is at least a six-stage demon cultivator in the out-of-body stage. After the demon cultivator reaches the out-of-body stage, he has a magical power to fly out of his body to perform activities such as observing, manipulating objects, and affecting the minds of other low-level monks. But what puzzles me is that since he is so much stronger than you, why don't you come to find you directly? So this is just my guess." The witch of Ling Kui said on the other end of the phone.

This made Shang Xin shocked again. He was already worried about his situation and quickly replied: "Because I always wear a mask during the competition, he may not be able to recognize my true identity, so it is not so easy to find me."

"Then your situation is still quite dangerous at this time, because the other party has already used his spiritual sense to search for your traces." The voice of the witch Ling Kui sounded again on the other end of the phone.

"I also realized this, but there is no better way now." Shang Xin said helplessly.

"Since he doesn't know your true identity, then you don't sleep from now on, because as long as you don't sleep, his spiritual sense will not affect you. When I return to Yuezhou City, I will naturally help you solve it." Lingkui Witch said lightly.
Chapter completed!