"Is there no other hard work?" Chen Yang said with a frown.

The guy from the hall shook his head: "It's gone, practicing hard skills will leave hidden injuries. Even if you have the energy to repair it, it will not be completely healed. It will be very painful in your later years."

Chen Yang has tough skills, so he is naturally not afraid. Moreover, his hard skills are simple and easy to practice. He is not afraid of physical loss. He practices much faster than the silk-wrapped hands.

"Okay, what's the name of the martial arts hall? I'll go there to see it later."

"Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall."

"knew."

Chen Yang picked up the chopsticks, picked up the soup bun, and put them into his mouth.

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Outside the remote street, Chen Yang looked at the four big words "The Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall with golden light on his head and fell into deep thought: "Didn't it mean that practicing hard skills hurts your body? Why do you look good in your business?"

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The door slowly opened, and a young man in strong suit and short hair appeared.

Chen Yang noticed that his hands were black.

"What are you doing?"

"Learn from a master."

"Ten taels of silver a month."

"I have money." Chen Yang took out a ingot of silver in his arms, and looked at it. The size and weight were quite different, and it should be enough for ten taels.

The young man looked up and down at Chen Yang a few times: "My name is Molin, just call me Senior Brother Mo in the future, come in."

"Okay, Senior Brother Mo."

Following Senior Brother Mo's steps into the martial arts hall, Chen Yang saw at a glance more than ten people standing on the wide school grounds, stir-frying on the iron sand basin set up with a tripod. His face was in pain and his arms were extremely red.

It turned out that there was flames under the iron sand basin, so the iron sand was naturally not much worse than the sand in the desert that was scorched by the sun.

No wonder they are in such pain.

"In the future, you will be one of them. Whenever you break through the blood training realm, you will be able to enter the master's vision and become a true disciple."

Morin explained casually, crossed the training ground, entered the arch, turned around the corner, and entered a wide courtyard.

"This is the inner courtyard, and those who practice iron sand palms here are all fellow students who have entered the Blood Training Realm."

There were many fewer people in the inner courtyard, and only three were practicing.

There was also an iron sand basin in front of them. Under the basin, there was a raging fire, but these people were stir-frying iron sand without changing their faces, with no expression of pain at all.

And their hands are all black.

Only one of them, her hands were not black, but white.

The man had short shoulder-length hair, a heroic figure, and was wearing a short back jacket, revealing her convex figure.

Chen Yang was patted by Molin on the shoulder: "Stop looking, that's our senior sister. He has further reached the tough blood in the blood training realm. Beating us is as easy as beating a dog. Let's meet the master first."

The blood training realm is divided into three barriers: strengthening blood, tough blood and qi and blood.

The specific information of this pass will only be known until he obtains the secrets of martial arts. Now he only knows these nouns and does not know the specific information.

Hearing this, Chen Yang looked around and saw an old man sleeping soundly in a rocking chair under the shade of the tree.

Molin walked forward and bowed his head and said, "Master Jiang, there is an apprentice to join the martial arts school."

The old man's eyes did not open, but he said, "Come here and let me touch the bone."

Morin turned his head and signaled that Chen Yang walked forward. The old man opened his eyes at this time. His pupils were normal brown, just with a little dusk air.

He stood up, the old man who looked thin, stood up but was several centimeters taller than Chen Yang. His dry and thin claws wandered on Chen Yang, and he pinched him hard from time to time.

The old man lay back on the rocking chair like a boneless fish, waved his hand gently: "It's not a genius. If you work hard, you will have the chance to become a warrior. Let him go through the process and pay the tuition first."

Chen Yang took out a silver ingot, looked at Molin, and then looked at the old man.

Who is this for?

Before he could think about it, the strong wind whistled past, and the silver ingots in his hand disappeared.

However, the silver was in Master Jiang's hands and kneaded casually to form a small ball and stuffed it into the pocket of the top.

What a fast speed!

Chen Yang was shocked. He didn't expect that he couldn't even see the old man's figure, and the things in his hand flashed in front of him were gone.

If he takes his life, wouldn’t it be as easy as taking something out of his pocket?

"Just take him with you later." The old man waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, Master Jiang."

Molin took Chen Yang out of the inner courtyard. Seeing his eagerness to speak but stopping, he smiled and said, "Master Jiang is indeed a bit weird, but what he teaches is also true. Don't worry about so many things.

I'll tell you the rules here first.

The martial arts hall teaches the essence of iron sand palm cultivation and the method of opening up the sense of qi.

And a daily ointment will be provided to you to protect your hands and enhance the efficiency of absorbing vitality.

At noon, there will be another Wuhu Decoction to fill the body's deficit.

As long as you have normal diet and work hard for a few years, you will still have the chance to become a martial artist in the Blood Practice Realm.

Now, I will give you the secret book of Iron Sand Palm first.”

Molin took out a secret book from his arms and threw it to Chen Yang.

"The cultivation method of iron sand palm is very simple, destroying and reconstructing.

Destroy your muscles and reconstruct your flesh and blood. The essence of the iron sand will penetrate into your flesh and blood and become a member of your body's circulation.

When your iron sand palm reaches a certain level, the iron sand essence will settle down and become like me." Morin raised his black hand.

"Don't look at this ugly black hand, it's actually as hard as iron. It's no problem to use it to fight the blade. If you practice to my level, you can speed up your pace of entering the blood training realm and make a steady breakthrough.

When martial arts are ahead of the realm, martial arts will feed back to the body, speed up your own practice, and there will be no bottleneck until the two remain equal.

Opening up the sensation of qi allows you to sense vital energy and absorb it into the lungs to enhance blood activity.

Simply put, it is to alienate the spirit and capture the vitality, which we call: Qi feeling!

When you practice the iron sand palm and the muscles are damaged, open up the sense of qi, concentrate, and capture the vital energy, which can allow the vital energy to enter the lungs and follow the countless tiny channels of the body to enter the hands, repair damage and increase muscle strength.

At the same time, digest the inhaled iron sand essence and stay in your hands."

"The blood training realm requires blood to digest the vital energy inhaled, enhance certain characteristics of the blood, and the evolution of the body after reaching a certain qualitative change.

You may have questions, since you can enter the blood training realm by absorbing vital energy, why do you still need to practice martial arts? You also consume more vital energy.

Then I will tell you the truth.

After the vital energy captured by the qi sensation is absorbed by the blood, the digestion speed is not fast. The vital energy needs to be moved to increase the efficiency of consumption.

But we have no way to control the energy and let it move in the blood.

Then we can change the method to move the blood and drive the consumption of vital energy.
Chapter completed!