Li Muchan glanced at Yan Lengsi, who said excitedly: "Master, is there something good to eat?"

"No." Old Man Li walked in front, slipping into the dusk: "Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be robbed by these old guys later!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "What good food should I eat?"

Yan Lengsi said excitedly: "It should be a tiger..., hurry up, hurry up, it's too late!"

He grabbed Li Muchan's arm and ran out. Li Muchan followed him. The two of them followed closely behind Old Man Li and walked west to a large house on the west side.

This large room is like a hall, very bright and spacious, with only a large purple wood table in the middle, which is two meters wide and extends to the entire hall, from the door to the base of the wall.

Tables and chairs were placed along the long table. At this time, a dozen old men were already sitting at the table, waving their chopsticks around, making a ball, and chewing in their mouths.

When Li Muchan saw it, his eyes immediately lit up, but he saw two large pots of meat in the middle, which looked like braised pork. The aroma was overflowing and made people salivate.

He had never smelled this kind of fragrance, but it had a fatal attraction, so he couldn't help but move forward.

"Little monk, you are a monk and cannot eat meat, so it's just right!" Old Man Li sat down first and joined in the snatching process.

Everyone's chopsticks became weapons, entangled with each other, forming a tight blockade. Anyone who wanted to break through and grab a piece of meat would be provoked by the crowd and attack.

It was extremely difficult to eat a piece of meat. Some didn't eat a bite, while others ate several pieces, happily and triumphantly.

Yan Lengsi sighed, shook his head and said: "Monk, we can't catch anything to eat!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Seniors, although I am a monk, I don't have to keep the precepts. I still have to eat meat. Where are the chopsticks?"

Old Man Li pointed behind him and saw a tube of chopsticks lying there: "It's over there. If you can, come and grab it. If you can't grab it, you'll starve!"

Li Muchan looked at Yan Lengsi, who gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously: "Well, give it a try!"

"Okay, this is right, let's unite." Li Muchan laughed, turned around and picked up three pairs of chopsticks, and sat down with Yan Lengsi next to Old Man Li.

Old Man Li's chubby face was full of longing. He stared at the braised pork, his Adam's apple rolled, and he made a clear swallowing sound, which made Li Muchan chuckle secretly.

His face was as if nothing had happened, and he turned around and said: "Xiao Yan, you come here to hold him, I will cover you."

"Okay." Yan Lengsi responded excitedly, eager to try.

As he spoke, he thrust his chopsticks forward and held a pot of braised pork in front of him. Several pairs of chopsticks immediately surrounded him, trying to block it.

Another pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared and struck them quickly. They trembled immediately and the chopsticks paused. Yan Lengsi took the opportunity to grab a piece of meat, and the aroma was a little stronger.

Yan Lengsi was startled for a moment and paused with his chopsticks. He didn't expect to catch the meat so easily. At this time, several pairs of chopsticks came at him.

Seeing that something was not going well, Li Muchan moved his other hand and tapped the chopsticks. The four pairs of chopsticks moved at the same time, as fast as lightning, and knocked on the other pairs of chopsticks.

Yan Lengsi came back to his senses and hurriedly took it back with a happy face. Just as he was about to put it to Li Muchan's mouth, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and Old Man Li's chopsticks came like lightning.

The soup and meat flew out together. Yan Lengsi's smile froze and he looked at the empty chopsticks and then at Li Muchan.

But he saw that Li Muchan had already participated in the fight. His four pairs of chopsticks were quick and agile, and he used their strength to display the flying dragon spear technique to the fullest.

Although the chopsticks of a dozen old men were either sharp and awe-inspiring, or thick and steady, or as dense as rain, or as violent as thunder, they were really powerful, but Li Muchan was able to participate in them and not fall behind.

However, he had the advantage of having two pairs of chopsticks, otherwise he would not have been an opponent, and the chopsticks would have been knocked away long ago.

Although Yan Lengsi reacted slowly, under Li Muchan's guidance and the two of them cooperated sincerely, they each managed to eat two pieces of meat. Li Muchan felt it was indescribably delicious.

In the end, most of the two pots of meat were snatched away by Old Man Li. He was very strong and very fast, and he often snatched away a piece of meat unexpectedly. If Li Muchan hadn't destroyed it, he would have broken Old Man Li.

Old Man Li kept mumbling, saying that the smelly monk was seeking revenge, which was extremely unkind, and that the debt must be settled, so he should just wait.

After Li Muchan ate two pieces of meat, he felt that his body was heating up, his internal energy was rolling, and there was a slight increase. It seemed that it was indeed not ordinary meat, maybe it was actually tiger meat.

After everyone had eaten, they sat at the table and chatted.

Mr. Ji took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth carefully, and said with a smile: "Mingkong, we have already discussed it. You can practice the small dragon form for now. As for the other things, it depends on your energy. If you have enough time, you can take other tasks."

Learn some kung fu."

Li Muchan said: "Mr. Ji, I want to learn the art of war."

"The Art of War?" Mr. Ji was startled, looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "Why do you think of learning the Art of War? At such a young age, you are quite ambitious."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am determined to be a general, so I naturally have to learn military tactics. Moreover, I am very interested in Qimen Dunjia."

"Qi Men Dun Jia?" Mr. Ji frowned, shook his head and sighed: "Why do you want to learn this?... Listen to my advice and forget it."

Li Muchan shook his head with a firm look on his face: "Qi Men Dun Jia seems to be exploring the mysteries of heaven and earth, almost like a Tao. I really want to understand."

Ji Lao sighed: "Once you study this, you will accomplish nothing...most people will study for a lifetime and never learn anything. It's too difficult!"

An old man next to him smiled and said: "Mr. Ji, this little monk is so smart. Let him learn how to do it for half a month. If he has no talent, how about giving up as soon as possible?"

"Well, that's an idea." Mr. Ji nodded slowly and looked at Li Muchan: "How about it?"

"...Okay." Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile, "I wonder which senior can teach me?"

"There's no one else, of course it's Old Ji!" Old Man Li snorted, tilting his head and squinting at Li Muchan: "Young monk, in my opinion, you should give up this intention as soon as possible, because you still want to learn Qi Men Dun Jia

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Li Muchan smiled and said: "You will know whether it succeeds or not only after trying it."

"Yeah, maybe Mingkong really has this talent." Mr. Ji smiled kindly.

The next day, Li Muchan got up early and walked out of the small courtyard. He saw that there were already people on the martial arts training ground. Twelve old men, plus Yan Lengsi, were all standing motionless in the morning breeze.

Li Muchan knew at a glance that they were practicing Zhuang Kung Fu, which is a martial art in the military. Zhuang Kung Fu is often a way to regulate breath and internal strength and enhance internal strength.

Li Muchan walked over and was about to speak when Old Man Li turned his head and cheered: "Hit him! Beat him!"

Immediately, the two old men rushed towards him. From stillness to movement, as fast as lightning, they hit Li Muchan head-on. Their fists and palms struck each other like thunder.

Li Muchan reacted very quickly and was already vaguely aware of it, so he used every move and the three of them started fighting. Yan Lengsi watched in fascination and received a slap from Old Man Li, telling him to focus on practicing his own skills.

Li Muchan's internal strength is not as deep as the two of them. After all, they have cultivated for decades. Although Li Muchan's internal strength has improved quickly, it is still a bit behind.

However, his natural supernatural power made up for the gap in internal strength. Although he was still inferior, he made up for it through the indestructible power of the Vajra and his exquisite moves.

Moreover, he was able to use his mind in multiple ways. He used his hands to perform different moves, which was like two people. The strength of the two old men was often drawn to the opposite side by him, and he used their strength to fight.

If it were anyone else, his body would not be able to withstand such control of his internal energy, but he was protected by the indestructible power of the Vajra, and his air film buffered the energy, so he was safe and sound.

Seeing that the two people could do nothing, two more people came up, and four old men surrounded him. In the blink of an eye, Li Muchan received a lot of punches and kicks.

The internal strength of the army has the effect of protecting the body. They didn't care how many times they punched or kicked Li Muchan. They used many of their strikes to cause pain but not injury.

Li Muchan actually felt no pain or itching, and he was still brave and fought for half an hour. His clothes were already in shape and were covered with fist and footprints.

Li Muchan protected his face. Although he received many blows on his body, his face was unharmed.

After half an hour, everyone stopped, and Li Muchan also took a breath and observed it silently. His inner strength was rising, and there was indeed a slight increase.

This is the method they taught themselves, using combat as training to speed up their entry into the country. Now it seems that it is indeed effective.

Mr. Ji nodded while stroking his beard, looked at Li Muchan, and said with a smile: "Mingkong has such superb fighting skills, and on the battlefield, he is almost invincible... It's a pity that his internal strength is not yet ready."

An old man next to him nodded: "Yes, no matter how powerful his moves are, if his internal strength is not enough, he can be dispatched with just one move... Just be ruthless and strengthen his internal strength. There is no need to practice other martial arts!"

Li Muchan said: "I'm also worried that I don't have enough internal strength."

Mr. Ji said with a smile: "This is everyone's trouble. We don't have any panacea. We can't enhance our skills, so we can only practice hard."

Old Man Li suddenly laughed: "There are quite a few over there in Xi Zhao, let's go grab some?"
Chapter completed!