Fairy Strange: Eighty Years of Boy Kung Fu in the Beginning

"Haunted... People from the rivers and lakes, garrisons outside the city..." On

the way back, Mo Xuan pondered the connection between the three.

But these three, no matter how you look at it, do not look like they can be involved together.

Shaking his head, Mo Xuan let himself stop thinking about this.

"Wait until tomorrow to observe and see if there is a chance to enter the Su Mansion."

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The next day, it was not yet dawn.

Mo Xuan stood in the courtyard, his knees slightly bent, and his eyes were level with the front.

This is a boy stake.

After a night's rest, the feeling of weakness in the body has completely disappeared.

In the past two days of practicing Tong Zigong, although the increased lifespan is only a few months, in terms of energy, it is much better than before.

After sleeping for three hours, Mo Xuan automatically woke up.

After practicing the children's pile for a while, Mo Xuan adjusted his posture, his palms tensed, and he clamped them between his ribs.

Swish!

The palms of both hands stabbed forward sharply.

This move was the immortal's guidance, and while stabbing out, Mo Xuan felt that the muscles of his arms were engorged, and his arms were numb.

In this way, Mo Xuan practiced in the courtyard for an hour.

Exhaling a breath of white breath, Mo Xuan collected the work, and a thin layer of white mist appeared on the surface of his body, which was steamed sweat.

Looking at Chao Xia in the distance, Mo Xuan turned around and went back to the room.

Today, we will upgrade the Tong Zi Gong to 100%!

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"You want to go to the Su family to take a look?"

Mo Cang, who looked tired, looked at Mo Xuan suspiciously, "Is it because of Su Xue?"

Mo Xuan didn't explain, just nodded.

"I'm afraid not." Mo Cang shook his head, "When the county order invited me to Fushang yesterday, I mentioned this matter, the Su family's matter involves a wide range, and the people from the headquarters of the six doors of the Yin Capital have to come and handle this case in person." "

Six doors?" Mo Xuan's brows furrowed.

The Su family is just a small family in the county, and it can still alarm the Six Doors Headquarters?

"Before the adults of the six doors did not speak, Su Mansion, no one can enter, even if I have some friendship with the county lord, it is useless." Mo Cang explained.

"Don't tighten up, wait a few days to see it." Mo Xuan replied.

Mo Xuan just suddenly remembered that Mo Cang had a good relationship with Yamen, so he thought of trying to see if he could let Mo Cang say hello to Yamen.

"Xuan'er, you are weak, try to stay at home and recuperate these two days, don't think too much about the Su family's affairs."

Mo Cang patted Mo Xuan's shoulder and comforted.

Mo Xuan nodded and didn't say anything more.

It seems that tonight I have to go to the restaurant again.

After a brief chat with Mo Cang, Mo Xuan went back to his room.

Seeing Mo Xuan's absent-minded appearance, Mo Cang sighed slightly in his heart.

"Su Xue is a good girl, it's a pity..." Mo Cang shook his head, "I have to talk about another marriage for Xuan'er as soon as possible."

"For the sake of safety, this time, Xuan'er must marry three rooms in a row!" Mo Cang secretly said in his heart, he decided to go and find a new girl for Mo Xuan after lunch!

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After lunch, Mo Cang hurried out.

After Mo Xuan sent Hua Sheng, who came to see him, he came to the study.

Close the doors and windows, and instruct Xiaoqing to guard outside and not let anyone in.

Fingers touched on the human skin paper, and familiar handwriting appeared

: Mo Xuanmei

: one year and nine months (+72)

Can:

0 gong: innate boy skill (90%) Bafang Chong Fist (0%)

Evaluation: Waste that cannot be carved from decaying wood, a dead man whose life is not long in coming!

Call!

Mo Xuan let out a soft breath and calmed the tension in his heart.

The idea fell on the life value column, upgrade!

Numbers jump, memories pouring in.

In his memory, Mo Xuan stood in the courtyard, all year round, day and night, tirelessly, practicing Tong Zigong all the time.

Until the last day, Mo Xuan stopped and maintained the posture of a boy pile in the courtyard.

The snow flew and covered Mo Xuan's entire person.

Suddenly, boom!

Mo Xuan's body was shocked, and the snow on his body was shaken into snow powder, with Mo Xuan as the center, within a radius of one meter, all the snow quickly melted.

The warm current that originally gushed out from the dantian from time to time now surrounded the body, forming a cycle, and the flow did not stop!

After digesting the memory, in the study, Mo Xuan opened his eyes, felt his body sticky, and looked down to see a layer of black dirt on his arm.

With a pinch of your hand, under the dirt, is the skin that is as clear as jade.

Not only the skin, Mo Xuan felt that his senses had also become a lot sharper, and through the sound, Mo Xuan could even tell that Xiaoqing who was receiving outside the house was squatting on the ground and drawing circles boredly.

Without taking care of the experience, Mo Xuan quickly looked at the human skin paper: Mo Xuan's

life: two years (+71)

can: 1

skill: congenital boy skill (first glimpse of the door 0%) Bafang Chong Fist (0%)

Evaluation: Useful waste materials, dead people whose lives are not long in coming!

"Two years! Three months more life in one go!

Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and after practicing the entire boy skill, he had almost one more year of life!

On the basis of the original life expectancy of only one year, it is equivalent to doubling!

After a small sigh, Mo Xuan noticed that the energy value that had always been "0" had become "1".

In addition, the first half of the comment has also changed, from "decaying wood cannot be carved waste" to "useful waste wood", and the second half remains unchanged.

"Waste and waste wood, it's like ... It makes no difference. Mo Xuan frowned.

After studying for a while, Mo Xuan did not find the effect of the energy value for the time being, he suspected that the energy value was too low and the effect was not obvious.

At this time, the dirt on Mo Xuan's body had evaporated into a dry shell by the heat emitted by his body, and after summoning Xiaoqing, Mo Xuan asked Xiaoqing to prepare the bath water.

"Young Master, your body is so dirty, let me help you take a bath!" Xiaoqing stood in front of the bath bucket with a grin.

Burst!

The next moment, a piece of clothing covered Xiaoqing's head.

"Go and prepare me a set of clothes that are convenient for activities, and you are not allowed to come in without my permission." After Mo Xuan finished speaking, he plopped down and jumped into the barrel.

Xiaoqing pulled down his clothes and pouted a little aggrievedly, "What's wrong with the young master recently, he used to let me take a bath." Mo

Xuan's hand in the barrel was raised, and the water splashed, causing Xiaoqing to scream in fright.

"Don't talk nonsense, get out quickly."

When Xiaoqing heard this, he snorted softly and ran out holding his dirty clothes.

"This little maid..."

Mo Xuan shook his head, before solving the problem of lifespan, his own boy body could not be lost!

After bathing and changing clothes, Mo Xuan returned to the study.

Taking off the hundred-pound bow on the wall, Mo Xuan began to try.

Only when you open a hundred pounds of big bow ten times in a row can you be regarded as a martial artist.

From meat training to tendon training, the standard is from fifty pounds of big bow to one hundred pounds.

However, the leather warrior is a five-hundred-pound big bow, and the bone warrior has reached a terrifying thousand catties.

Therefore, the vast majority of people who practice martial arts are martial arts practitioners.

People with natural strength, after a period of training, it is not difficult to open a hundred pounds of a large bow in a row, but it is not only a matter of strength to open a five hundred pound large bow in a row.

In addition to the arms, the muscles of the whole body must be mobilized, which is a convenient and accurate test method.

And the one who formulated this set of methods, as well as the martial arts standards, was the founding ancestor of Dayin.

Adjusting his breathing, Mo Xuan relaxed the muscles of his whole body, and then, he suddenly tensed his strength!

Click!

The bowstring was pulled, and the mulberry bow made a slight sound.

After pulling it full, Mo Xuan let go and pulled it away again.

After opening twenty times in a row, Mo Xuan felt exhausted.

"I'm now also a martial arts practitioner!"

Mo Xuan sighed a little, a few days ago, he was a terminally ill patient who could not stand steadily, and now he is stronger than ordinary adults.

Although he is still terminally ill.

"Huh?"

Mo Xuan suddenly found that the internal power of the boy skill that had been flowing slowly in his body actually accelerated at this time.

The congested arms quickly returned to normal, and the hands that trembled slightly did not tremble.

"Tong Zigong also has the effect of speeding up recovery."

After about forty breaths, the flow of Tong Zigong's internal force returned to normal.

And Mo Xuan's fatigue was swept away.

Wiping the sudden nosebleed, Mo Xuan dismissed the idea of trying to pull the bow again.

At night, after drinking the medicine and chewing a few wild ginseng, Mo Xuan went to the restaurant opposite Su Mansion.

Ordering a chicken soup and three appetizers, Mo Xuan sat by the window and sighed.

There are more people in the restaurant today than yesterday!

Outside Su Mansion, in addition to the garrison outside the city, the Yamen also sent dozens of servants to guard.

The guards are even tighter than yesterday.

After drinking the chicken soup, Mo Xuan didn't stay much and left directly.

"There is no chance today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

In the carriage, Mo Xuan had a headache.

Could it be that the clues of human skin paper and gouyu were really completely cut off like this?