Lijiang Acropolis, Yongtongfang.
Chen Mugang had just finished practicing the White Ape Form Training Technique and sat down on the rocking chair under the pavilion to rest.
The left hand is holding a wooden cup filled with milk tea, and the index finger of the right hand is tapping the armrest of the rocking chair.
A black spot the size of a fat soybean appeared on the back of his right hand.
"It's too slow to accumulate courage." Chen Mu shook his head.
In order to increase the speed of soul nourishment. He eats a combination of meat and vegetables every day and eats a lot of highly nutritious food. And specially made with cooking skills to make it easy to absorb.
During this period, various decoctions were taken regularly to increase vitality.
But half a year later, the strength of the soles of my feet increased by less than 10%. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t even notice the change!
"Something's wrong." Chen Mu frowned.
"Why does a huge amount of courage suddenly appear the moment you succeed in practicing the form technique?"
"Follow-up expansion requires little effort."
"The two appear at different speeds!" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.
If you want to understand the principle, you may be able to find a way to quickly become a soul!
After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "It's better to practice with peace of mind first."
The art of body training has existed for countless years. There really is a secret method in this area, and you can still hear it no matter how secret it is.
"It's a pity that old man Jie is not here." Chen Mu missed the old man again.
Although he is a money-hungry person, he knows a lot.
…
Lijiang Tower.
Zhuo Yinghai stood by the window on the third floor and looked at the broad Li River.
"Hall Master Zhuo, long time no see!" A short, fat, black-faced man in his forties laughed and walked into the private room.
"Hall Master Li." Zhuo Yinghai responded with a forced smile.
This person is Li Jun, the leader of the Jinghong Gang's Fuhai Hall. He is one of the expatriate hall leaders of the Jinghong Gang.
"I heard something happened to Feng'er?" Li Jun asked with concern.
"That's why I'm here." Zhuo Yinghai said seriously.
Li Jun frowned: "The murderer is in Lijiang Acropolis? Do you have any information on his identity?"
Zhuo Yinghai nodded, and one of his subordinates immediately took out a picture scroll and unfolded it.
Li Jun glanced at it twice, then took it and handed it to his subordinates behind him: "Go and check this person."
"Thank you!" Zhuo Yinghai saluted with clasped fists.
Li Jun waved his hand: "It's a foreigner's talk. With our friendship, it's just a piece of cake."
"Don't worry. I, Li Jun, am here in Lijiang City, and I still have some respect both openly and secretly. As long as this person comes to Lijiang Acropolis, I will definitely find him for you!"
"Go to my place and settle down first. When we find out the news about this person, I will go with you to meet him!" Li Jun said in a deep voice.
Zhuo Yinghai once again clasped his fists in thanks.
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Chen's house in Yongtongfang.
Chen Mu took advantage of the break from practicing the White Ape Shape Technique to start taking inventory of his own assets.
"There are still five thousand three hundred and twenty-nine taels of silver and eleven gold cakes left. They are spent so quickly."
"It's money I didn't earn, but I don't feel bad about using it." Chen Mu twitched the corner of his mouth.
Renting a lot of houses is the next best thing. The biggest expenses are medicinal materials, secret medicine for training, and various tonics.
A hundred-year-old Qianxucao cost more than one hundred taels, and two hundred years would cost three hundred taels.
In order to replenish his vitality and nourish his spirit, Chen Mu consumes two to three portions of Two Hundred Years Thousand Grasses every month.
"Building courage is really expensive." Chen Mu sighed.
It’s hard to imagine how many resources those Jiapo masters filled it with.
He felt that using massive to describe it was not an exaggeration at all.
"It is true that the hidden dangers of the Dragon Transformation Pill cannot be eliminated?" Chen Mu couldn't help but be shaken.
"Forget it, we can't ruin our future by rushing for quick success." Chen Mu shook his head.
He is still very interested in opening the Tianmen after Jiapo.
After putting away the silver coins, Chen Mu moved a long table and placed it under the pavilion. After a long time, he picked up a paintbrush and started painting.
After a while, the abstract pattern connected by spots and threads was completed.
"It is said that divine intention is the core of training, but what exactly is this divine intention?"
After drawing out the spiritual intention of the blue-eyed golden ape practicing the art of form, Chen Mu looked at the two meaningless abstract paintings and pondered.
After a long while, Chen Mu sighed: "Sure enough, I can't see anything."
"It's better to eat honestly to nourish your soul."
My eyes habitually glanced at the proficiency level.
I found that my drawing ability improved by two points.
What's the meaning? Chen Mu was confused.
In the past, when I improved my image proficiency, I could get five or six points of proficiency even if I just drew a cartoon of a big head.
"You said my painting doesn't look like it?" Chen Mu stared at the divine intention thoughtfully.
"It's a bit interesting..."
…
In a large house with five entrances by the river, Li Jun was drinking tea with Zhuo Yinghai in the living room.
Zhuo Yinghai looked gloomy and uninterested.
Five days passed without any news, and he was about to give up.
Also, how could someone who could endure the pain of cutting bones and filling them with flesh leave such obvious flaws.
If you are coming to Lijiang City, you may leave immediately after getting off the boat.
Li Jun didn't know what to say. The old man's son was dead, so he could only intensify the search.
Unfortunately, the results were unsatisfactory.
At this time, a subordinate rushed in anxiously, knelt down on one knee and clasped his fist, saying: "Master, I found it!"
"Speak quickly!" Zhuo Yinghai stood up vigorously.
He thought he was looking for a needle in a haystack, but he didn't expect to find it.
"Xiao Wu in the county government office said that more than a month ago, a scholar named Chen Jia rented a yard in Yongtongfang."
"The information was registered by the clerk at Xue's Dental Shop."
"That person is also from Liangpu County."
Zhuo Yinghai's face was full of excitement.
The names, ancestry, and time are all correct!
He got up and was going to Yongtongfang.
But Li Jun quickly stopped him.
"Even if you want to go, you can't go now. Your condition is really inappropriate." Li Jun looked at the other person's bloodshot eyes and said.
"More than a month has passed. If that person is still here, he will continue to be there."
"What you need to do is to have a good sleep and recharge your batteries. It's also convenient for me to mobilize experts to ambush that person."
Zhuo Yinghai took a deep breath and stopped: "You're right. You can't scare the snake away. You have to recharge your batteries and go down in one go!"
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Yongtongfang, Chenzhai.
Chen Mu stared at the long table with a fierce look.
"The freehand painting method is not right either." Chen Mu was confused.
He originally thought that such a mysterious thing as God's intention should emphasize the meaning rather than the form.
So I changed my painting method.
He himself felt that the painting was quite good, and he could clearly express the fuzzy, hazy and dynamic feeling.
But his proficiency didn't increase at all.
"It's getting more and more interesting." Chen Mu became interested.
The ability to draw comes from the earliest self-portraits. Improving proficiency involves many aspects, including painting skills, paper, and paint.
But the most important thing is similarity. This is related to the original intention of Chen Mu's portrait.
He wanted to paint a picture that was like a three-dimensional photo, the more realistic the better. Drawing skills are therefore tied to similarity.
The more like you draw, the more your proficiency will improve.
"Is my divine intention a parallel import?!" Chen Mu felt a little numb.
"What's the divine intention in the secret book?"
He immediately took out the Blue Eyes Golden Ape Training Technique and copied the messy pattern at the end of the secret book.
"Just a little more?"
"Good guy."
"This is also a parallel import!"
