Mysterious Tribulation

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"Zhushou Martial Arts?"

Old Ge murmured.

"What? With your old knowledge, you don't even know?" Aaron deliberately excited.

"How is that possible?" Old Ge really hit the mark and shouted, "Isn't that the "Black Sand Palm" in your martial arts hall?"

"what?!"

This unexpected answer made Aaron's expression change.

"Did Xue Qingshan instruct you that if you don't have medicine sand, you can't continue to practice until the qi and blood are exhausted and the body is overdrawn? With medicine sand, you can practice for four or five hours a day without medicine. Sand, you can only practice for one hour a day?"

Old Ge said: "This is because without the support of the medicinal powder, cultivating the "Black Sand Palm" will hurt the body, and the longevity loss is particularly severe... But for these profound martial arts, the secrets are not a problem, the medicine is the secret that is not passed down!"

"That means... even if there is no medicine sand, you can practice "Black Sand Palm" to death?" Aaron's eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes... Ten years ago, the master 'Little Whirlwind' in the city was like this. He also went to the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall to practice martial arts. It also gave him a dark energy, and he dominated for a while... and then before thirty, he appeared prematurely old, and died of old age at twenty-seven or eight.

Ge Lao suddenly grabbed Aaron's hand: "I think you are a good person, but don't follow in the footsteps of Xiao Xuanfeng!"

"Of course, how could I?"

Aaron patted his chest for assurance.

…

Lake Taize.

into the night.

Aaron hit the black sand palm again and again.

When he felt that his body was overdrawn, he did not give up, but continued to practice hard!

Sure enough, when he ran his blood again, he felt as if a steel knife had been scraped through his limbs, and the strands of heat reappeared.

"This feeling... is somewhat similar to taking the 'Deadly Green Dragon Soup'."

"Sure enough, all the martial arts that refine qi and blood into strength are the martial arts of slaughtering longevity! If there is no secret medicine to help, it will destroy the vitality of the body!"

"Shoushou ah..."

"But I'm not afraid, as long as I don't die, I will practice to death!"

The moon sets and the sun rises.

Unconsciously, Aaron was immersed in the thrill of the rapid growth of strength, and the night has passed.

"Huhu... The talent of immortality is really amazing."

"Other people's bodies are like sponges, they can't squeeze out water when they are squeezed to a certain extent..."

"But as long as I think about it, I can continue to squeeze out Qi and blood. The effect is equivalent to using medicine sand to assist cultivation every moment?"

"From now on, I will practice my life every day... eh? Wait..."

"They are immortal, time is infinite, what are you doing in such a race against time?"

"For me, the most important thing is not hard work, but self-discipline!"

"Well, I insist on practicing for three hours and fishing for one hour every day... The rest of the time is used for rest and entertainment... Why do you have to suffer?"

"Now I'm also considered a tyrant in the fish market. No one dares to provoke me. I can still have a drink and go shopping in a brothel when I have nothing to do... I don't know how happy I am!"

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A Ming Jin martial artist is a small person in Fucheng, but he is an overlord in the fish market. Even Fatty Wang sells Aaron a third of his face.

In addition, he doesn't get involved in other things, he doesn't join gangs, he doesn't take darts, he doesn't compete for interests, and naturally no one is full to mess with him, so he won't encounter any danger.

These days, it is very leisurely.

"As for the issue of not getting old... at least ten years, don't think about it first, ten years later... it's a big deal to move!"

Aaron began to make tea for himself, watching the rising sun while making follow-up plans:

"Well... and this golden finger I pinched myself, it's time to adjust it... The entry, Xiaocheng, Dacheng... There is no intuitive sense at all. It's better to change it to a progress bar or a digital display..."

"However, this golden finger is mainly based on my cognition... So I have to wait for me to practice a layer of black sand palm before I can quantify the progress and then reflect it on the attribute bar."

on the golden lake.

A boat, a person, a reflection in the water.

Not far away, the smoke is vast, and there are gulls and herons flying...

…

Three years later.

In the twelfth year of Emperor Guangzong of Lin Guo, there was a severe drought in the world, the people were hungry, and people ate each other.

"It seems that there is no business today..."

in the fish market.

Aaron gave the remaining fish in the fish basket to the last little girl who bought fish, and carried the empty fish basket to Yuyang Restaurant.

"Alas... the price of food has skyrocketed, and now I can't afford to eat food, so naturally there are fewer people who eat fish..."

He came to a familiar position and just sat down when he heard a drinker shouting: "Straight your mother, you actually charge me two big money for a bowl of burning knife?!"

"Alas... all of you are regular customers. Could it be that the little one deliberately corrupted you?"

The second shopkeeper explained with a face full of grievances: "This wine is also made from grain. The price of rice has risen, so shouldn't the price of this wine follow? It is said that the imperial court will issue a ban on winemaking. Is there any more wine after this batch of wine is sold out? Say it both!"

"That makes sense. Bring me two bowls of old yellow wine."

Aaron laughed: "Four more plates of meat!"

His prestige 'Jade Master' said so, and the others naturally had to die.

A few old guests were reluctant to pay the money and became addicted to alcohol, so they could only stare at one side, their throats rolling.

"Thank you, Master Yu, for clearing the siege."

The shop assistant quickly thanked him and quickly served the wine and meat.

"Yo, everyone, old and young, please."

Not long after, a few fishermen who were familiar with each other walked into the restaurant.

"Master Yu is also there? Our little six or three will get married in the next few days, and we will invite you to join us at that time."

An old fisherman smiled until the wrinkles on his face stretched out.

"Okay, then I must ask for a glass of water and wine to eat. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Aaron agreed with a smile, and then asked curiously, "Has your little six found a daughter-in-law?"

It is not easy for fishermen to marry a wife, such as Xiao Chu...

"Isn't it a different time?" The old fisherman smiled and said: "Under this severe drought, the harvest of the land has decreased, and the price of rice has risen again... But we rely on the lake to eat the lake, and we can still eat fish when we run out of rice. , never starve to death…”

"Also... It is said that there are refugee troops all over the place. Although our Taize Mansion is fine, it is not guaranteed that one day we will fight..." Another fisherman lowered his voice.

Aaron smiled: "We little people, as long as we escape the most chaotic period, no matter who comes, we will be honest, who will be troubled by us?"

"That's what I said, but the most chaotic period is not easy to live... Yu Ye, you are blind. We are fishermen, and our family is on the boat. In the event of a military disaster, we will drive a boat and hide in the lake. Who can find it? Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Liu's father smiled and said: "The farmer is different, that field, that mansion... can it run with long legs? Once it runs, there's nothing left! In the past, the farmer looked down on us, but now the market has changed... As for my little six, the daughter-in-law they marry is the daughter of a farming family, she is very handsome, and I don't want the dowry, let's post it!"

"Ugh…"

Aaron sighed.

"What? Master Yu also wants to take the opportunity to talk about a daughter-in-law?" Siniang smiled and came over to refill the wine: "Which daughter you like, Siniang will tell you in person, sure!"

"I'm not thinking of me, but of Lao Chutou..."

Aaron said, "If I knew this earlier, I would wait a few more years and worry about Xiaochu's lack of a daughter-in-law? It's too urgent, too urgent..."

Xiao Liu's father was also silent and sighed: "This is fate... How can people have front and rear eyes?"