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Chapter 42 Learning

"Well"

Gongliang was fiddling with a pile of rags in front of him, and accidentally touched a piece of bronze that was as big as an egg. His finger was instantly scratched, and he was bleeding.

He quickly took out the hemostatic powder and applied it on it.

When Migu saw the thing hurting Dad, he flew over and spat several times angrily.

Gongliang also didn't expect that the bronze-like tatters were so sharp. You have to know that his skin is very tough now. If he cuts it with a knife, as long as he doesn't use too much force, he can only cut a white mark. Since he doesn't know what a treasure is, then

This is what I need.

He wanted to see how powerful this thing was, whether it could not even decompose a small black pool.

Migu saw that Daddy wanted this thing, so he let it go temporarily. Otherwise, she would spit out water, and who would let this bad thing cut off Daddy's hand.

Just after reading the jade slips, Gongliang had a lot of things poured into his mind. Although it was better to eat the snake fetus, his brain was a bit swollen, and he had no desire to read any more. After bidding farewell to Meng, he and Wei

Xiong walked back.

When he got home, he saw Ju and Damu sitting boredly on the stone steps in front of the house, waiting for him.

At this time, he remembered that the two people were coming to teach him something, so he invited the two people into his home and treated them warmly.

Naturally, Juhe Damu was not polite, and ate and drank until he was full and drunk before he started to teach him.

"From the time we are young, we, the children of the Yan tribe, have to practice boxing to strengthen our bodies, and use decoctions made from the essence and blood of various wild beasts and large medicinal herbs to cut our hair and cleanse our marrow. Only in this way can we be promoted to the elite as soon as possible. The method of decoction is very good

Simple, right here.”

Ju threw a roll of animal skin to Gongliang and said: "But you have already built a cave, and those soups and medicines are no longer useful to you. The spiritual pet can be washed. Now I will start to teach you the Fire Fist that matches the soups.

This is created by my Da Yan ancestors by taking the swaying fire of Yan. It is divided into five layers, corresponding to the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and marrow of the body. This boxing method is good. It can not only strengthen the body, but also fight the enemy. Now I will

Let’s start teaching you.”

Ju walked to the open space in front of Gongliang's house and started boxing.

I saw his punches, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, sometimes rolling like waves, sometimes swaying like fire.

Gradually, Gongliang felt that there was no longer a person in front of him, but a huge burning fire swaying in the wind.

After a while, Ju stopped and asked, "Do you understand?"

Gongliang raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Hey, do you think I am a god? You will understand after just one look. He has the least talent for these, otherwise he would not only know the two relatively simple boxing techniques of Xingyi Five Elements Boxing and Sanda. Think about it.

Back when he was practicing Tai Chi, he forgot all the movements after more than three moves. So he only learned one movement that looked like water-moving. People who didn't know it thought he was kneading breasts.

"Have you finished all five levels?" Gongliang asked.

"The fight is over." Ju responded.

"Then let's do it layer by layer first. You can do it slowly, otherwise I can't see clearly."

Ju had no choice but to teach him according to his instructions. At night, Gongliang had not learned the Huoyi Fist.

The next day, Ju You came to teach him early, and it took him seven days before Gong Liang could barely memorize all the five layers of Fire Fist.

Seeing that he finally learned it, Ju finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Now that you have learned the boxing technique, you can practice it by yourself in the past two days. I and Damu will come to find you in two days."

After saying that, Ju left. Gongliang felt as if he was running away.

In the next few days, Jujiu and Damu came over to demonstrate the Fire Fist technique for Gongliang. When they were free, they explained to him how to use the rune bones, precautions and other things about their own affairs. Every few days, Gongliang

He also went to the inheritance place to look at the jade slips. After a while, he read through the Great Wilderness East Classic, Great Wilderness West Classic, Great Wilderness South Classic, Great Wilderness Middle Classic, as well as the Overseas Classic and the Overseas Classic and other scriptures about the Great Wilderness.

At this time, Gongliang was like a sponge, constantly absorbing nutrients from everywhere, and finally he was no longer as ignorant as he was before he came to the wilderness.

After ten months, Ju used cramming education to teach Gongliang everything he had learned. Regardless of whether he understood it or not, the leader taught them this way anyway.

Today, Ju did not teach him anything, but sat and chatted together.

Ju said: "Actually, I, Da Yan, don't have any martial arts skills. Apart from some basic boxing skills and hunting skills, most of them were obtained from life-and-death fights with wild beasts. It is precisely because of this that I, Da Yan, can become one of the upper class. In addition, among all the

Among the tribes, perhaps only our Da Yan tribe has the best understanding of rune bones. Because rune bones do not have huge qi, blood and true energy, they cannot be controlled at all. And we have the supplement of beast souls and Yan pattern essence and blood, so we are not afraid of these.

.In addition, the tribal elites like us who built the cave can also get a inheritance in the temple. You can go and see it if you have time."

Gongliang nodded, he had heard this matter said many times, and he would like to see it if he had time.

In order to thank Ju and Damu for their teachings during this time, Gongliang specially used his craftsmanship in the evening and cooked a lot of delicious meals to thank them. The two of them were so wide-eyed that they were reluctant to leave.

After eating and drinking, Ju asked Gongliang: "Gongliang, we are going hunting tomorrow, will you go?"

After hesitating for a moment, he whispered again: "The girls from our tribe will go too."

"I won't go." Gongliang felt that his accent was too strong, so he quickly explained: "I have been too tired during this period, and I want to take a rest."

To be honest, although he also likes girls who are a little chubby, he really can't accept a girl with a thick waist and a big waist, who is as powerful as a man.

Ju glanced at him suspiciously, always feeling that he was weird. But it was a good idea if he didn't go, lest any girl would fall in love with him, and wouldn't they lose the chance?

After he left, Gongliang entered the space and walked towards the small black pool.

The small black pool is the weirdest place in the fruit space, because no matter how the space expands, it will always be at the edge of the fog that shrouds the space.

The first time he came back from the inheritance place, he cut off his own hand and threw the object as big as a bronze egg into the small black pool to decompose. Unexpectedly, this thing was very weird. It floated on the pool, and the small black pool could not decompose it.

But through observation over the past few days, he found that it was not that the small black pool could not be decomposed, but that it could not be decomposed completely at the moment and could only be devoured slowly.

He went to see it again the day before yesterday. He estimated that the thing would be decomposed by the small black pool in the next two days.

Considering the strangeness and melting ability of the small black pool, it took so long to decompose. He wanted to see what could be decomposed.

When I came to the edge of the pool, I saw the bronze-like thing floating on the small black pool, as if a wave could swallow it.

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