Whenever he finished adding some points, his stomach would growl with hunger. The more points he added, the more intense his hunger.
It was approaching noon, and Gu Chen, who was about to go downstairs, suddenly stopped his hand on the doorknob.
He hadn't noticed it just now, but now that he was standing in front of the door with his back to the ceiling light, he finally saw the changes in his palms.
Take a few steps back and point your hand towards the light source.
As we all know, if you practice Iron Sand Palm for many years, your hands will develop calluses and become rough and thick-skinned.
However, his hands became very smooth, and his skin even became extraordinarily firm and elastic, as white and rosy as a baby's skin.
This is obviously the result of the panel, which avoids the process of repeatedly injuring the hand.
He tried to squeeze his fist, and the knuckles of his knuckles clicked, as if there was huge power hidden inside.
Gu Chen felt happy in his heart. He felt like he could kill a cow with one punch.
I held my hands together and admired it for a moment, then rolled up my sleeves slightly. The only drawback was that there was no change at all except for the palms.
In this way, there is a huge gap between the forearm and the palm.
Not only in skin color, but also in elasticity, the difference is visible to the naked eye. It is simply distinct.
It's winter now, so you can't tell much about him wearing a coat, but once summer comes, others will be able to tell something strange at a glance.
Suddenly, he remembered that one of the martial arts books he bought was called "Iron Cloth Shirt".
Anyone who has watched Shaolin Kung Fu knows that the iron cloth shirt is specialized in training the body, and every part of the body is trained.
"It seems necessary to take it out and learn it."
Gu Chen whispered, opened the door and went downstairs.
He didn't have time to search the bookshelf now, his stomach was already growling.
The high blood sugar originally caused by pancreatic cancer is now estimated to have dropped below normal levels.
After lunch, my mother was playing cards with three aunts in the courtyard, while he was practicing Tai Chi.
Mom didn't care about him. As long as it didn't hurt, she would let him go.
Gu Chen did Tai Chi twice to warm up, and then began to beat the iron sand bag.
As a result, he slapped it with his palm, and he felt happy.
Immediately after that, they swung their hands in circles and patted them non-stop.
Horizontal shooting, vertical shooting... I have so many tricks to play with, I never tire of it.
No matter how hard he slapped, his palms felt no pain at all, only the touch of his hands hitting the sandbag.
After half an hour of frantic slapping, surprisingly, the proficiency of Iron Sand Palm increased by 5 points.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Guilan, open the door."
Gu Chen, who was about to continue practicing Iron Sand Palm, suddenly stopped: "Uncle Liu is here?"
He hurriedly ran to open the door. He hadn't drank Sanxian Soup for several days, and his attribute points were still at zero.
It's not like he hasn't tried the Pseudo Sanxian Soup, but it provides very few attribute points and is totally not worth it.
Logically speaking, except for the main ingredient of pheasant, everything else is exactly the same. He even added some medicinal ingredients, but there is still no improvement.
I couldn't figure out the reason, so I could only look forward to Uncle Liu's loudspeaker sounding every day.
"Uncle Liu, too. He calls mom by name every time he comes. Don't you know who is his sponsor?" Gu Chen teased in his heart and pulled the door latch.
"Clang!"
"Haha, Uncle Liu, you're finally here." Gu Chen greeted him with a smile and closed the iron door slightly.
"Why, don't you let me, Uncle Liu, go in and sit down?"
Liu Hai smiled when he saw Gu Chen closing the door.
"No, mom is playing cards, there are so many people and it's so confusing."
The reasons given by Gu Chen were impeccable. He used to come to deliver the pheasants in the morning.
Now in the afternoon, if there is nothing else, my mother must be playing cards.
There are outsiders present in the courtyard. If their transaction is seen, they will inevitably be criticized. No matter how good the relationship is, they have to be on guard.
It's okay to be careful, some people just don't like you being like this, and they might report it behind your back.
Even if you don't mean it, if you accidentally let something slip while chatting with someone, it is still a potential danger.
"Haha, that's okay. Next time I come, I want to go in and sit."
Liu Hai was obviously afraid of getting stuck. After all, he had been there once and it was not a pleasant experience.
Not only did he have to pay a fine, he also had to wear a cold "bracelet", and he also had to learn laws and regulations in it, but he didn't know a word of it.
Scanning Liu Bai with his mobile phone, Liu Hai started the motorcycle, and gradually disappeared around the corner of the road with the sound of the horn sounding "Pull in the dog".
Gu Chen grinned, closed the door and went to the kitchen.
The three chickens were bled, plucked, and chopped into pieces in an instant, all in one go, and their hands were full of energy.
"There are six ginseng trees in the forest!"
"Earth Dragon 30g!"
"150g of brown sugar!"
"Xian Ling Spleen 90g!"
"One handful of wolfberry, five pounds of water!"
"Cover, turn on high heat, and simmer it for half an hour!"
He kept mumbling and moving his hands constantly.
I'm happy, this is another 45 attribute points recorded.
Waiting means waiting, so I just go upstairs and read "Iron Shirt".
The opening chapter is about the main topic, the song of iron cloth shirt:
"The Iron Clothes Technique is hard work. The wooden mallet hits the iron mallet."
"Practice to become as strong as a rock, not afraid of sticks or sharp edges."
Next is the introduction. The iron cloth shirt can be practiced to the essence, which has the effect of strengthening muscles and bones and firming skin and flesh.
Continuing to browse, there are some pictures, and the characters should be monks.
"Isn't it the Shaolin Iron Shirt?"
There are many schools of iron cloth shirts, but they are all very different and remain true to their roots.
Iron cloth shirt belongs to the category of hard qigong. During practice, you need to wash your face with coarse salt every day, wrap your body with cloth strips, and rub it vigorously with your hands to prevent damage to the skin.
When practicing the upper body, you can find an iron stake, which can be used to coil, hug, hug, hit, kick, etc.
You can also lie on a hard board or place yourself in iron sand when sleeping at night.
In this way, the body is exposed to sand for many years, and the cloth strips can be removed after five years of practice.
After removing the cotton strips, you can hit the body with a mallet.
When the upper body is strong, change the hammer, combine the luck method, and use concentration and mind power to assist it.
Over time, practice until your body is as soft as cotton, that is success.
At that time, if the body is slashed with an iron weapon, the whole body will be as hard as stone, and the knife and ax cannot hurt the body.
The book is not thick, only a few dozen pages, mostly pictures.
He read it carefully, and finally practiced the formula of medicinal materials to be taken.
However, after reading it, he was confused.
"It does not make sense."
He didn't understand a word except hitting the iron pile.
It seems that not all the knowledge in the book is correct, and as for the last prescription, who can guarantee that it will be fine after taking it?
"Suggested retail price is five yuan? You can sell it to me for thirty yuan."
When he turned to the cover of the last page, he almost became so angry that he vomited blood, and he was able to repay his grievance.
Throw the book aside, directly open Qiandu and search for Iron Shirt exercise videos on it.
Then an old man appeared in the video, probably in the park.
He was seen holding a mallet and beating his body repeatedly until his whole body was red and the pain was unbearable, he stopped.
Then I saw him smearing an unknown liquid all over his body without taking any rest. He was hitting the iron pillar in front of him, sometimes hugging it, sometimes pushing it, in various hitting postures.
"Is this gone?"
Seeing the progress bar reaching the end, Gu Chen was even more confused.
It was so short, there was no sound, just an old man performing by himself, not even a word of explanation.
Continue to search for videos on Qiandu.
After watching more than a dozen short videos, he finally summed up a set of cultivation methods.
I’m not in a hurry to practice. After all, practicing Iron Cloth Shirt is too violent, so I need to make some preparations, such as blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicines.
The Sanxian soup downstairs had been simmering for almost an hour, and Gu Chen poured it into the pressure cooker.
Half an hour later, the Sanxian soup was finally stewed to a pulp, and even the chicken bones were soft.
Pour it into a big basin, put it in the refrigerator, and drink it when you get back.
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"Auntie, do you have any ointment that can relax the muscles and activate blood circulation?"
In a small town, Gu Chen randomly came to a pharmacy.
"Is it for external use?"
Gu Chen nodded.
Then the shop assistant brought a bottle of active oil.
After shopping, he went to Jiang Hong's restaurant again.
There were a lot of people, so Gu Chen briefly chatted with her, gave Jiang Yuanyuan a big colorful lollipop and left.
As he trotted home, he found that he was not very tired. It was obvious that his physical strength, which was far beyond that of ordinary people, played a role.
I drank all the Sanxian Soup in the refrigerator, said something to my mother, and ran towards the park.
There are a lot of fitness equipment in the park, and there is no shortage of iron poles. You can just find a horizontal bar pole and start practicing iron shirts.
"Hey, Uncle Chen, you are here too."
As soon as I arrived at the park, I saw old man Chen drinking tea alone, very comfortable.
"You kid, you haven't come to help me these days, but I'm exhausted."
Old man Chen glanced at him, snorted coldly, and then blew the tea leaves floating in the cup.
"Isn't this free!" Gu Chen came to him with a smile.
"Hmph! It's true that the disciples of the church starve to death of the masters."
Old man Chen has been really angry these days. Those stubborn old men actually asked Gu Chen to take the lead by name, saying that he was not as good as Gu Chen. Some even shouted for their money to be refunded.
Fortunately, Old Man Chen was very dignified among the old men, and he made all the old men miserable.
Gu Chen could only apologize. He had been doing Tai Chi in the park almost all morning a few days ago. How could he not know what was going on, so he just kept avoiding them.
"You are still smiling, tell me, what are you going to do when you come to the park now?"
"Why don't you ask me for help?"
Gu Chen smiled slightly, which made Old Chen panic.
"Go away, uncle, I have no money."
Gu Chen was stunned. Who wanted to borrow money from him?
"I don't want to borrow money, I just want you to apply medicine for me."
Old Man Chen: "Apply medicine? Are you injured?"
Gu Chen shook his head, then took off his coat and then his T-shirt, leaving him shirtless.
Wearing a pair of boxer briefs that he had already prepared, Old Man Chen smeared revitalizing oil all over his body.
Then, under Old Man Chen's puzzled gaze, he took out a small mallet from his backpack and began to hit the whole body.
The back, chest, arms, palms, knees, thighs, calves, in short, every part of the body that could be struck was never spared.
Until the whole body feels hot and very painful.
His move directly attracted 50 to 60 percent of the adults in the park to come and watch.
Gu Chen was a little embarrassed. After all, he was wearing slightly longer pants and was just a little bud in their eyes.
Even Old Man Chen stayed away from him. He probably kept saying words like "I don't know him" in his heart.
It’s being looked down upon anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
As long as the policeman doesn't hold him accountable for disturbing the peace, it doesn't matter if he takes off his clothes.
He shamelessly walked towards the horizontal bar and directly hit the iron pole with his body.
"DUangDUangDUang!"
The iron pile shook.
More than twenty minutes later.
The uncles and aunts who had lost interest were suddenly brought back to attention by a "fuck".
