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Chapter 681 Batch Cultivation

"Call Mr. Lin!"

Jiang Menglong slapped the nearest Ma Zai.

A group of boys immediately shouted respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Lin!"

They all looked at Lin Bei's target with admiration on their faces.

It was this old man who refused to retreat in the face of an entire dragon gate at Yinlong Mountain, and even killed Xiang Feitian on the spot!

This is the hero in their hearts!

Lin Bei looked at this group of people quietly.

They are fat, thin, tall and short, have average looks, have no standing appearance, are naughty and arrogant, and no one wants them when they go out to find a job.

But this is the kind of person who dared to go to Yinlong Mountain with Jiang Menglong to die!

Loyalty is completely appropriate for them.

Lin Bei picked off a leaf and threw it to the side!

Whoosh!

The leaves were like flying knives, piercing directly into the wall more than ten meters away!

A group of people were stunned and shouted: "Mr. Lin is awesome!"

"Mr. Lin is mighty!"

Lin Bei ignored them and asked lightly: "Do you want to be like me?"

A group of people were stunned for a moment, and then their heads nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Picking leaves and flying flowers, killing people casually, you are already a master of martial arts!

Who doesn’t admire it!

Seeing this, Lin Bei took out the small marrow-cleansing pills and life-protecting pills that he had prepared and threw them directly to them.

Then he took out a few pieces of crumpled white paper and gave them to them, with only short formulas written on them.

Then he said: "Take the medicine and memorize the formulas well, and you will also be people in the world from now on."

A group of horse boys were immediately overjoyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Isn’t it said that there is only one person with talent in martial arts?

Do they actually have a chance to become Jianghu people?

At this time, Jiang Menglong cursed: "What are you looking at? Mr. Lin is giving you a chance to soar into the sky. If you don't take it, I will forfeit it!"

A group of younger brothers reacted immediately and took the pills one after another.

Boom boom boom!

"Ahhhhh!"

They heard bursts of muffled sounds coming from their stomachs, followed closely by the screams of a group of younger brothers.

The small marrow cleaning pill has taken effect.

They are enduring severe pain from transpulse brushing.

Ten minutes later, only one of the mazai was still standing in the yard. The others fell to the ground in pain, and five or six mazai even fainted from the pain.

The Ma Zai who was still standing had an ugly face, his whole body was completely black and wet, and he was covered in cold sweat from pain.

But being able to endure this severe pain shows that this person's character is strong enough!

Lin Bei also remembered him as one of Jiang Menglong's closest friends.

He walked over and asked with some appreciation: "What's your name?"

The horse boy replied respectfully: "My name is Xu Lun!"

Lin Bei smiled and said: "You are very good. From now on, among the ten of you, you will be the boss."

Xu Lun was immediately overjoyed and quickly knelt down to thank him: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

A group of horse boys also woke up one after another, and when they saw this scene, they got up and knelt down to thank Lin Bei.

It doesn't matter what happened, just thank Mr. Lin first.

Lin Bei nodded with satisfaction and asked them to follow the formula above and start trying to gather their inner strength.

This formula is called the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, which was passed down from Buddhism and is dedicated to refining the body.

In order to make it easier for this group of people who have never been exposed to spiritual practice, Lin Bei specially simplified it, but it is still countless times better than ordinary horizontal training Kung Fu.

Once a group of people try to practice, the real talent gap becomes apparent.

Their meridians have long been widened by the Small Xisui Pill, and they are now comparable to geniuses, and their physical strength is comparable to that of Ming Dynasty warriors.

But among them, only three of them gathered their first ray of inner strength in less than half an hour and entered the entry-level level of martial arts.

The rest of the group spent more than an hour with no clue.

Among them, Xu Lun was the first person to enter the martial arts, and his talent and understanding were both excellent.

Lin Bei asked him to show off his skills. Xu Lun jumped two meters high and broke a stone table with one punch. The power was amazing!

Normally, they wouldn't even be able to lift this stone table, so why not break it?

Seeing this scene, the other horses immediately worked harder, eager to cross the threshold of entry right away.

Lin Bei didn't have time to waste time with them and said: "You go back and remember to practice hard. I will test the results in a week. If you are satisfied, I will make you even more powerful!"

"yes!"

A group of young men bowed deeply to him, and finally said goodbye to Jiang Menglong before turning around and leaving.

When the yard became quiet, Jiang Menglong finally couldn't help it any longer, rubbed his hands and said in admiration: "Mr. Lin, I can practice martial arts now, so when will you be kind enough to help me tidy up?"

Lin Bei smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. Your Ma Zai's are all formulas and elixirs at the batch assembly line level. As their boss and my friend, of course I will give you the best

OK."

Jiang Menglong was overjoyed: "That's great, Mr. Lin, when will you help me?"

Lin Bei said: "Isn't it because I haven't prepared the materials? I will write a list for you later. You can help me find the materials. Once I find them all, I will make you a master of martial arts, and the top one."

A sort of."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Lin."

Jiang Menglong thanked him repeatedly, his heart almost lifted.

Mr. Lin is a loyal person, and it’s not in vain that he washed his socks for so many years in Zhenlong Prison!

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Menglong's expression changed after he picked it up, and he said:

"Mr. Lin is not well, Situ Ao has arrived in Jiangcheng!"


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