Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

Chapter 321 Smuggling, Reiki, Fist Intent

"Don't think about that, hurry up and move blood."

Shen Mingzhu ignored Xu Cheng and stood up.

"Tomorrow I will leave the city early, and Xinyue will take you to practice in the morning class."

Out of town?

Or smuggling?

Isn't the inspection by the patrol team strict now?

"Well, why don't I go with you tomorrow." Seeing Shen Mingzhu turned to look at him, Xu Cheng changed his words: "You're a girl going out of town, so don't worry I'll accompany you."

Shen Mingzhu turned her head to look at Shen Xinyue who hastily bowed her head beside her, and then looked at Xu Cheng: "What about girls? Like you, I will hit ten with one hand."

...

"puff--"

Shen Xinyue spat out a mouthful of rice.

Xu Cheng blinked, stood up, and walked to his room.

"Sister, can you really hit him ten times with one hand?" Shen Xinyue grinned and shouted.

"Eat your meal, remember to clean the dishes later." Without giving her an angry look, Shen Mingzhu turned around and left.

"You, you bully me..." Shen Xinyue muttered with her lips pouted.

When Xu Cheng returned to the room, he didn't lose his blood.

The medicinal power in that glass of wine was nothing to him.

However, this pharmacist's means, I don't know if it is a coincidence, or it has something to do with the alchemy inheritance.

He has seen the spirit pattern on the locomotive before, so he can confirm it.

He couldn't judge this pharmacist just by a glass of medicinal wine.

It's just that if a pharmacist really makes money like this, it's a way to consider.

Standing in the room, Xu Cheng's body was entwined with a subtle aura.

This trace of spiritual energy, only a hundred and one in the innate realm of the cultivation world can't get it.

But this is what Xu Cheng came to the Tianwu world to condense.

With this aura that won't be rejected by this world, there are many things he can do.

A faint spiritual light floated in his palm, and he lightly patted his palm on the kettle on the table in front of him.

This kettle is newly sent by Shen Mingzhu today, it is a bright iron kettle.

"untie--"

Following Xu Cheng's whisper,

The kettle burst with a bang, and the tea in it exploded all over him.

"Boom—"

The door of the room was pushed open, and Shen Mingzhu stood at the door, looking at Xu Cheng who was covered in water.

"I just want to pour a glass of water." Xu Cheng pointed at the scattered debris with an innocent face.

"This kettle is not strong either."

Shen Mingzhu glanced at the pieces, nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I'll replace it with a hundred-steel kettle."

After speaking, she turned and closed the door.

Bright iron kettle, broken into that directly, this means...

In the room, there was no hot atmosphere like yesterday, but there was a very strange power fluctuation.

This is a power that Shen Mingzhu has never seen before.

Xu Cheng was definitely not as simple as he saw.

But fortunately, one month later, he will participate in the Wild Hunting Ceremony on behalf of the Pearl Martial Art Museum, and there will be no interaction with him in the future.

Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate.

If he really has a special ability to survive the wilderness hunting ceremony, that would be even better, and he would feel less guilty in his heart.

In the room, Xu Cheng spread his hands.

In his palm, there was a silver bead the size of a marble.

This bead is the iron essence in the kettle.

At that moment just now, he extracted the essence of the kettle with Jie Fanshou, and the kettle burst.

In the palm of the hand, spiritual light twined, and the iron ball turned into a seven-inch blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

Xu Cheng flicked his finger, and several faint scratches appeared on the blade.

The scratch light flickered, and the blade turned transparent, making it invisible again.

With a movement of his palm, the blade clung to his arm.

This cicada-winged knife, with the blessing of the power he can display at present, may be able to exert unexpected combat power.

In any case, this knife can be regarded as a mid-level mortal weapon, higher than that of the locomotive drive worth hundreds of thousands.

After putting away the blade, Xu Cheng began to circulate his Qi and blood, constricting his spiritual energy.

After a lot of tossing just now, the aura he cultivated last night has almost been consumed.

Cai Dharma couple land, now he has nothing in his hands, completely relying on penance, it is really hard work.

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The next morning, when Xu Cheng got up and went to the small courtyard, he did not see Shen Mingzhu.

Only the little girl Shen Xinyue was practicing kung fu with her head buried there.

Xu Cheng stepped forward, first stretched his muscles and bones a few times, swayed the stone lock, and then put on a posture and began to practice the Fallen Leaf Fist.

This time, he didn't pay attention to the boxing style as before, but used the boxing style very casually.

The artistic conception of Luoyequan focuses on autumn leaves falling.

At the first stage, the boxing technique is like leaves falling in the autumn wind, gentle and effortless, wandering and elusive, making the enemy elusive.

The second stage is to directly crush the powerful enemy with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

At this time, Xu Cheng's boxing looks loose and erratic, but there is a bit of psychedelic in it that people can't deal with.

"No, no." Shen Xinyue hurried over and reached out to help Xu Cheng's arm.

"It's only been one night, how come you forgot the punching style—" Before she finished speaking, Xu Cheng moved his arm lightly, avoiding her palm, and pressed it against her slightly sweaty chest.

Hey, I didn't see it, the little girl also has a clue.

When the palm touched, Xu Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"You, you!" The little girl blushed, raised her hand and punched Xu Cheng on the shoulder.

The fist hit Xu Cheng's left shoulder, and Xu Cheng's body shook slightly, like a fallen leaf with no strength, and the side of his body released the power of the little girl's fist.

Shen Xinyue didn't expect Xu Cheng to have this move, her fists missed, her feet were unsteady, and her whole body threw herself into Xu Cheng's arms.

Xu Cheng gently raised his hand to hold it, but the position where the palm fell was warm and soft.

Before the shy little girl could move again, Xu Cheng had already said, "Look at the Fallen Leaf Fist I realized last night, right?"

Fist?

Shen Xinyue was taken aback for a moment, then raised her fist and slammed Xu Cheng in the face.

"Sexy! You've only practiced boxing for a day, and what kind of boxing are you blowing here!"

"You can comprehend the meaning of boxing. Have my boxing skills been practiced on dogs in the past few years?"

If the punch in the face was real, Xu Cheng's face would definitely be filled with oil and sauce.

Seemingly realizing that this punch was too fierce, the little girl lost a lot of speed and strength when she punched halfway.

Just when his fist was about to touch the bridge of Xu Cheng's nose, Xu Cheng's figure suddenly shook like a falling leaf, and he took a step forward.

The little girl hit Xu Cheng's chest with her head and face, she couldn't stand on her feet, and fell backwards.

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to fish it out, and when he started it, it was soft again.

"You, you, you bully people..."

Shen Xinyue's eyes turned red, and big pearls rolled down.

"No, no, this is really the meaning of the fist I comprehended." Xu Cheng let go of his hand, and then waved his fist lightly like a big bad wolf: "Do you want to learn this fist? I will teach you."

Fist?

Can this be learned?

With tears still hanging on her face, Shen Xinyue looked at Xu Cheng with wide eyes.

"Come on, I'll teach you, look, when the arm is punching, it's three minutes away..."

Being led by Xu Cheng, Shen Xinyue began to re-practice the Fallen Leaf Fist that she had practiced countless times.

Not to mention, Xu Cheng's warm big hands changed her arms, waist and hips from time to time, which really made her boxing style feel different.

After several times of boxing practice, although I was tired and sweaty, the power of the boxing style was really stronger.

After a few more walks, Xu Cheng no longer needed to reach out to help.

"How is it?" Shen Xinyue, who was full of sweat and excited, looked at Xu Cheng after finishing his posture.

"Very good, very good..." Xu Cheng's eyes fell on the drenched skirt.

Don't the two sisters like to wear underwear when practicing?

"Color embryo!"

Sensing Xu Cheng's gaze, Shen Xinyue gritted her teeth and gave a low drink before turning around and leaving.

"Sister left breakfast in the kitchen, I'll heat it up."

During breakfast, although the little girl didn't speak, she could feel that she was in a good mood after realizing the meaning of boxing.

"Let's go out for a stroll after dinner." Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Xu Cheng said.

He wanted to see how the alchemist made medicine.

Hearing his words, Shen Xinyue raised her head.