The party continued into the night, and many people got drunk. Fortunately, their homes were not far away, and the people who were not drunk rode tricycles to take the people away.
The lively yard suddenly became silent, Li Cang was cleaning up silently, while Jia Zhengliang was lying on the chair, burping, motionless.
"Is the party over?"
At this time, Jia Ma came back. She was holding some bacon in her left hand and a book in her right hand. She came over and handed it to Li Cang.
"This is the secret book of Flowing Palm. Read it in advance. Tomorrow, Mr. Mo will teach you. Preview it and give people a good impression."
"Thank you, auntie. I'll give you a massage later. I learned some of my grandpa's skills."
Li Cang said gratefully, responding to the kindness, and Jia Ma nodded and smiled slightly, saying that the more she looked at Li Cang, the more pleasing she became.
Then, when she turned around and saw her son lying down like Ge You, she was so angry that she couldn't help but feel angry. Others were silently cleaning up the mess, but you were just lying there.
"Get up and clean up."
Jia Ma went over and kicked Jia Zhengliang. He looked distressed and moved slowly after struggling to get up.
"What are you doing, like a turtle?"
"I'm full..."
In the end, Jia Ma joined in to help clean up, and Jia Zhengliang also developed a new method. Holding a garbage bag, he stood at the table and controlled the flying knife to sweep down the food residue.
He didn't know if Jia Zhengliang's future opponent would smell the smell of barbecue from the knife. Li Cang smiled, held the last part of the bowls and chopsticks, and walked into the house.
"The children are living a good life, but Zhengyu is very much like your temperament, too arrogant. I'm afraid, afraid that he will be like you, arrogant enough to challenge the three corpses, and become a useless person."
When Li Cang saw Jia Ma worshiping in front of a god tablet, he walked lightly and walked past Jia Ma. Every family had its own scriptures that were difficult to recite. No wonder he never saw the male head of the family.
He thought of Jia Zhengliang's mother's comments and shook his head. His mother had worked hard to raise him, and there was nothing wrong with listening to her mother's words more.
Li Cang walked into the kitchen and started washing the dishes. Jia Zhengliang also walked in at this moment. Seeing this scene, he silently carried the garbage out and threw it away.
After a while, Li Cang, who was halfway through washing, was taken over by Jia's mother. He walked out and came to the yard, where he saw Jia Zhengliang warming up the immortal-killing flying knife with his eyes closed.
There were twelve flying knives surrounding him. After eating Li Cang's dishes, his energy level increased and he had a breakthrough in the method of controlling objects.
Seeing this, Li Cang sat on the wooden chair in the yard, opened the secret book of Running Palm given by Jia Ma, and read it carefully.
There are more than a dozen pictures of the human body in the book, all in various postures, stimulating the Qi of the water element and strengthening the kidneys in the body.
It strengthens the kidneys, no wonder, Li Cang turned to look at Jia Zhengliang and nodded, this technique is good.
Li Cang, who has medical knowledge, quickly memorized the postures and acupuncture points. He stood up and began to try to induce it. After a few rounds, his body felt a slight heat, stimulating some water energy.
He felt it so quickly. He raised his eyebrows, thinking of his mutual fate contract. Animals learn Qi much faster than humans.
His current physique is equal to that of another Jinhua cat. As expected, the speed of cultivation will change only if he is not a human being. Jojo will not deceive me.
Li Cang struck while the iron was hot and continued to practice, while Jia Zhengliang on the side finished the warm-up. When he opened his eyes, he saw him practicing the running palm, and some water-like Qi appeared vaguely.
It was so fast, it was so exciting. Jia Zhengliang scratched his head. He originally wanted to touch fish. Seeing this scene, his heart was stimulated. He rolled them up. He controlled twelve immortal-killing flying knives. , continue to practice attack moves.
"Meow~"
On the other side, Yuan'er has climbed to the roof, looking up at the moon, his mouth slightly open, blue Qi gushing out, and he is also practicing quietly.
Li Cang, who was speechless all night and sweated after playing all night, went to take a bath, while Yuan'er opened the secret book of Running Palm and flipped through the pages.
Until the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, Yuan'er's cat claws were drawn in the air, and a stream of water flowed along the track. It started to get started, and a secret book of Running Palm also appeared in the store.
The gap between demons is quite big. Yuan'er is a genuine demon, while Li Cang has only slightly improved his physique and taken a step on the road to becoming a human being.
Early the next morning, Li Cang woke up. After eating breakfast cooked by Jia Ma, he went to the yard and slapped Benliu Palm a few more times to review.
After a while, the person who came to pick him up arrived. It was the middle-aged man who had picked him up at the airport before. He saw Li Cang practicing and waited until he finished a set before walking in to inform him.
"Mr. Li Cang, please come with me."
"Just call me Cangzi or Ah Cang."
Li Cang took Yuan'er to follow him and talked about the title. It was a bit weird to be called sir at such a young age.
The middle-aged man nodded and took Li Cang deeper into the village. Along the way, he told him about the teacher who taught Flowing Palm this time.
He is called Mr. Mo. He is about the same age as his grandfather. They are both old people. They have been practicing Flowing Palm all their lives and have reached the level of a master. They are considered a very powerful person in the alien world.
As expected, the old man is a hot-blooded person, and my grandpa is still very respectable. I will bring more wine to thank him some other time. Anyway, the more he drinks, the healthier he becomes.
"arrive."
The middle-aged man took Li Cang to a bamboo forest. This is the back hill of Jiajia Village. It is peaceful and leisurely, and is very suitable for seclusion.
Li Cang looked around and couldn't find Mr. Mo. When the middle-aged man next to him excused himself, he understood that this was a test.
He walked into the bamboo forest, breathing with running palms, and alert to the surroundings. Yuan'er did the same, feeling the chilling atmosphere, and his hair stood on end.
"Meow!"
The reaction of animals is much faster than that of ordinary people. Not to mention Yuan'er or the Jinhua cat, it sensed the danger better than Li Cang expected and warned him.
When danger came to him, Li Cang's breathing, which was originally running his running palm, suddenly changed, and he turned back to the most familiar Li Family Fist, and hit the opponent with a black tiger's claws.
"Eh?"
After catching the attacking old man with his palm technique, he let out a puzzled sound, his eyes fell on Yuan'er beside him, he swung his steps, and with the help of Li Cang's strength, he retreated again and hid in the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest shook, and Li Cang was so angry that he put his two tiger claws on his chest. He couldn't detect Mr. Mo's figure, so he could only be more vigilant and fight back at the moment of attack.
A moment later, the sound of wind came, followed by the sound of meows. He focused his gaze, and when he was about to attack with Beng Fist, he noticed the water flowing on Old Mo's arm.
Running Palm cannot be used forcefully. He switched his breathing and wanted to use Huo Dezong's internal skills to deal with it. However, during the switch between the two skills, a finger hit Li Cang's acupuncture point. He was temporarily suffocated and the surging Qi stopped flowing. .
"Ahem!"
Li Cang took a few steps back and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the restless Yang Huo. After that, he looked up and saw an old man with narrowed eyes and a thin body standing in front of him.
