Four major exercises?
Refining the muscles, bones and skin externally, and refining one breath internally?
Bai Qi lowered his head and chewed the broad beans, making a crunching sound and smacking the taste.
This was the first time he got to know those powerful warriors who could crack monuments, crack rocks, and tear apart tigers and leopards.
"What level is Yang Quan?"
Bai Qi asked next.
I have made a living by fishing for many years.
He has experienced a lot of the warmth and coldness of human beings, as well as the hardship of fishing in the river.
The torturous feeling of being hungry after a meal and not knowing what tomorrow will be like after today has long sharpened Bai Qi's calm temperament.
But just now in the Dongshi shop, I was faced with Yang Quan, the smiling tiger who was pressing every step of the way.
He could barely control the anger that filled his chest, and he couldn't wait to draw his sword.
"Draw your sword? You are unarmed, so what are you going to fight with?"
Courage needs strength as support!
Otherwise, it is empty talk. "
Bai Qi felt helpless.
As a lowly person, something is really going to happen to you.
It's like becoming a piece of fish on the chopping board, being slaughtered by others!
The feeling of being so helpless is really terrible!
"Yang Quan? He should be stepping on the threshold of muscle training, with half a foot almost in.
If it weren't for his father's remaining power, how could he possibly dominate the fish pen! "
Xia Tou replied in a muffled voice, hating in his heart this fishing tyrant running rampant in Dongcheng.
If there was nothing wrong with offering the ghost-patterned fish, I might just join the Songshan Sect and learn martial arts.
“You can be so unscrupulous even before you get started with training.
If I don't become a warrior, I will really be like an egg hitting a stone, and I will only be shattered into pieces. "
Bai Qi knew that the word "principle" in Heihe County had nothing to do with the weak.
Fish pen, firewood market, and fire kiln.
These powerful rice teams.
Only then can we set the rules.
Ordinary people who don't have enough strength can break open the door going up.
They can only endure oppression like oxen and horses.
"Xiatou, are you really familiar with the senior fellow from Songshan Sect?"
Bai Qiqing asked lightly.
"That's for sure! Can I still lie to you, Ah Qi!"
Xiantou suddenly puffed up his chest, fearing that he would be suspected of bragging.
"Senior Brother Cao from Songshan Gate is very close to me!
When I entered the martial arts gym before, he was the one responsible for the reception, and he even ate the big fish sent by my father!
If nothing like this had happened, I would have gone to serve tea and become a disciple in two days! "
Is your surname Cao?
Bai Qi lowered his eyelids, remained calm, and continued to make innuendoes.
Until I found out the name of Senior Brother Cao, the location of the dealer who secretly sold martial arts, and the approximate prices of different styles...
These specific details have been laid out before it ends.
The two chatted nonchalantly, drank the pot of cheap tea, stood up, paid the bill, and left.
"Tsk, tsk, you ate more than 20 yuan in one meal. Ah Qi, you are so rich! It's so cool to get a big deal!"
Xia Tou's face was full of envy. He couldn't even think about the good days of eating meat.
My parents sailed down the river every day, and if they didn't come back empty-handed, they would only earn fifty or sixty cents at best.
And you have to stay up from day to night, constantly casting nets and placing cages.
The so-called three hardships in the world are punting, blacksmithing, and grinding tofu.
Not just casually.
It's all hard work.
"Speaking of which, why can you buy ghost-striped fish from Wang Leizi?"
Before leaving, Bai Qi suddenly asked.
"I don't know, maybe I found a fish nest?
My dad said that he recently brought a few helpers and wandered around the Lost Soul Bay area every day, presumably to stay and guard the big stuff.
It just so happened that Yang Quan had increased his price and supply, and it was about to make him a fortune again! "
Shrimp Head curled his lips and said.
The Blackwater River has a radius of 800 miles, and the Lost Soul Bay is the most dangerous.
There are overgrown aquatic plants and dense reefs, and many fishermen have fallen into trouble.
Even when there are strong waves, many people lose their lives when their boats are overturned.
"Wang Lezi is so courageous. He dares to go fishing for ghost-striped fish in Mihun Bay."
Bai Qi always felt that something was wrong.
The Blackwater River has many branches and tidal flats, so it is not easy to catch a large amount of fish.
Especially if it was such a coincidence that Yang Quan wanted the ghost-striped fish to honor his young master's family?
“The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.
There are no good products in shallow water, and ordinary river fresh food is not valuable... My father is worried every day. It is getting harder and harder to make a living by fishing. "
Xia Tou didn't take it seriously. He was still eagerly looking forward to being able to worship through the Songshan Gate.
Staying on the dock as a waiter, working hard and earning little money.
If you become a warrior, even if you are only at the first level of training.
In the future, he will work as a escort for a business, or work as a servant for a big family.
Earn at least twenty taels of silver every year!
If you work for a long time, marrying your mother-in-law, starting a family and starting a business is definitely not a dream.
…
…
The sun was setting in the west, and a few rays of afterglow shone into the dirty and muddy shanty town.
As Bai Qi walked further inside, the skylight above his head became thinner and thinner.
The alleyway is narrow and cramped, and the simple entrances are almost touching each other.
Various low-income people wearing short brown patches were walking in and out like ants, busy non-stop.
"It's all hard work."
Bai Qi, who was wearing a bamboo hat, sighed in his heart.
It probably rained several times in succession, and the sewage overflowed the ditch and spread all over the ground.
According to the direction given by Xiantou, he stepped on straw sandals and walked into Datong Street. The sound of hammering and grinding could not be heard.
Bai Qi followed the shop on his left, walked less than a hundred steps north, and stopped in front of an old wooden door.
When you tap with your fingers, three are long and two are short.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
Tuk Tuk!
Squeak.
The wooden door, which looked like it had grown moldy after being soaked in water, slowly opened a crack, revealing half of a long and thin horse's face.
He looked sideways at Bai Qi and asked hoarsely:
"What?"
Bai Qi pressed the edge of the bamboo hat, covering the young man's eyebrows, and said in a rough voice:
"Cao Yang from Songshan Gate introduced me here. He said you have the goods."
The horse-faced man frowned and then said:
"What do you want? Boxing skills? Kick skills? Let's talk about it first. They are all common moves. Whether you can learn them or not is none of our business!"
Bai Qi lowered his voice and said like a regular customer:
"I understand the rules, but it depends on what's available."
The horse-faced man nodded and said:
"Wait."
He closed the door with his backhand and added a wooden bolt.
"It's like buying pornographic discs secretly."
Bai Qi secretly cursed. Not long after, the horse-faced man leaned out half his body again and handed out several thin books with yellowed paper.
I glanced over, and all the names were bluffing!
"The Eighteen Palms of King Luo", "Seven Star Mantis Fist", "Mandarin Duck Chain Legs"...
"Fists cost two hundred coins, kicking skills cost three hundred and eighty coins! One price!"
The horse-faced man had a cold and stern tone, as if he had an attitude of "buy it if you like it, buy it or leave it".
There is a saying in martial arts, boxing is like two doors, and you only hit people with your feet.
With the same skill and level, kicking skills are definitely more lethal than fists.
Bai Qi also found out this from Xiatou.
Therefore, he did not ask too many questions to avoid appearing unprofessional.
He took a look and saw that each thin book only had about twenty pages.
Most of them are simple drawings like miniatures and few annotations.
Within a few breaths of taking it, the horse-faced man took it back.
Fortunately, Bai Qi had already mastered the art of hyphenating words and had a photographic memory.
Remember a rough idea to make sure it's not just a fake.
"No wonder it's so cheap. It's not so much a secret book of boxing and kicking techniques, but more like something a mediocre warrior with no achievements wrote down by himself!"
There was some hesitation in his eyes, originally thinking that martial arts should be considered a "skill".
As long as it is covered and reflected by the ink basket, progress will appear.
When the time comes, you can draw insights from it and maybe you can learn by yourself without a teacher?
Although Bai Qi was not sure, he wanted to bet this time.
In his opinion, Yang Quan is a bad wolf!
Seriously, I sat in the manager's seat in the East Market, with my back against the fish pen, and casually manipulated the fishermen who were making a living on the Blackwater River.
The days to come will only get harder and harder.
Even if your fishing skills are small, you will get rich harvest every day.
But I still have to be on tenterhooks for fear of being spotted.
Not to mention taking off your lowly status, you can't even guarantee a stable life!
"Hello? With hundreds of martial arts skills, you still want to see flowers?
Once you have mastered a few moves, it's up to you!
If you want it, just give me the money and take it away quickly, if you can't pay it, get out of here! "
Horse-faced men don't have much patience.
He had already smelled a fishy smell on this kid and his clothes were shabby.
At first glance, he looks like a fisherman from the Heishui River. He doesn't look like he can afford martial arts.
If the name of Songshanmen Cao Yang hadn't been mentioned, he wouldn't have bothered to respond.
"I want this copy!"
Bai Qi took out several heavy coins, and the copper plates shook loudly, causing the wooden door that was about to close to open again.
""Eight Stages of Kung Fu"! I guess you have a sharp eye! This book is not ordinary, I will charge you four hundred coins..."
The horse-faced man chuckled and reached out to take the money, but was blocked.
The bamboo hat shook, and Bai Qi counter-offered:
"The kicking technique only costs 380 renminbi, but the swimming technique costs 400 renminbi? This doesn't make sense, does it?
Three hundred and fifty articles! If we can reach an agreement, we can keep in touch in the future. If it doesn’t work, forget it! "
His tone was firm, without any hint of temptation.
It seems that as soon as you hear the word "no", you immediately turn around and leave.
"Sure! It hasn't been open for the past few days, so I'm here to catch you!
Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand! "
The horse-faced man pretended to hesitate, as if reluctantly agreeing.
These "martial arts secrets" that are almost eaten away by insects are all owned by warriors who want to open schools and recruit apprentices.
Just like the name, it seems to be bluffing, but in fact it is of no use.
If they had real skills hidden in their hands, how could they not be able to hold up that sign?
Placed in Heihe County with 500 miles of mountains and 800 miles of water.
A loud name means a hard fist!
There is no such thing as a great but unknown martial arts master!
"Another poor boy who can't get into the big martial arts hall and plans to reach the sky by taking a side road."
The horse-faced man closed the door and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
The poorer the peasants from humble households who have no chance of getting ahead, the easier it is for them to believe this.
I don't even think about it, how can a serious martial arts disciple practice Sanjiu in the summer and Sanfu in the winter to develop his kung fu.
Can it be easily learned by fishermen who have trouble keeping a full stomach?
"You may not even be able to recognize all the words, but it's also a warrior's dream!"
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…
On the bank of the river, there is an adobe house.
Under the dim oil lamp, Bai Qi lowered his eyelids, and ripple-like words appeared.
[Skill: Eight-level Kung Fu]
[Progress: 0/800 (not yet started)]
[Efficacy: Catching waves without silk, internal strength and external strength]
