Although Wan Zhuliu does not have too many requirements in this regard, he naturally cannot miss out on benefits. Now that they have just started, let him take advantage of it first. After the business develops, if he still doesn't show any sense, don't blame him for being cruel.
Practicing martial arts is a very expensive thing. Even if he can reduce the consumption in this regard by relying on the panel, it is not completely unnecessary.
For example, he now has the health-preserving technique [Moonlight Power] in his hands, and he plans to practice it slowly on his own.
After all, this is the martial arts of the Yu Department. If it is increased too quickly, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.
Besides, health-preserving exercises are time-consuming, and he doesn't have a strong need for them. As the saying goes, more haste makes waste. How can one talk about health preservation if one pursues speed?
As usual, he glanced at the panel and found that there were only 0.5 attribute points left, which were provided by Wansheng.
After a brief recollection, he discovered that Wansheng had actually gained some extra attribute value in just one month from the time he was born.
'Isn't this the equivalent of having an extra child?'
Thinking about it this way, he felt that it would be much easier to accumulate attribute points after the children were born.
It seems that I have to work harder in this area recently. The real outbreak will come when babies are born one after another in a year.
After returning to the house, he let the two women go to bed first, and he went to the yard to practice martial arts.
He still had two skills that he had never practiced before, one was the [Moonlight Skill], and the other was the [Subduing Dragon Skill] given by the Black Dragon King.
He had wanted to practice [Fu Long Gong] many times, but considering that he had been tricked by the Black Dragon King before, he couldn't trust what this guy said.
This technique was put on hold for now, as he was afraid something might go wrong midway through the practice.
On the contrary, this [Moonlight Power] is much more reliable. Although it cannot increase combat power much, it is still quite beneficial for warriors to harmonize the yin and yang in the body and prolong their life.
As far as he knew, most of the people who practiced pure horizontal training did not live long. Their health problems were not noticeable when their qi and blood were at their peak, but once they were over forty, various latent diseases would be exposed.
On the contrary, the Taoists and monks who practice meditation and health-preserving exercises in Taoist temples and Buddhist temples have destinies that are beyond ordinary people.
"I have a panel with points added. As long as I have enough luck, I can create a bigger business!"
call!
His mind changed and he let out a long breath.
Place a basin of clear water under the moon to reflect the moon's shadow. After gazing at it for a while, meditate on the bright moon on your forehead.
He gradually calmed his restless heart and, according to the instructions of the exercises, merged the moon in the sky, the moon in the water, and the moon on his forehead into one, coordinated his breathing, and absorbed the essence of Taiyin.
…
"We can't stay in Pingyu anymore, we have to go to Liuhou first!" At the head of the Bu Gang, a graceful and elegant woman stood with her back to him.
Behind her was a young man with bright eyes, white teeth and handsome appearance.
Hearing the sound, the young man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mother, what happened?"
"There hasn't been any news from your father in three days. I've contacted the Black Dragon King's foreign envoys many times, but to no avail. I suspect something is wrong within the Black Dragon King!"
"What's the problem, Mom? I think you're overthinking it! My dad is the leader of the Black Dragon King!" The young man rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"What do you know?!"
The woman suddenly turned around and shouted harshly.
The young boy was suddenly frightened. Although his mother was the leader of the Bu Gang, she always spoke to him in a gentle voice. This was the first time she got so angry!
"mother……"
Before he could speak again, the woman looked at the old man waiting below.
"Uncle Zhong, take him to the Liuhou branch. If anything seems amiss, go to the provincial capital and seek the protection of the provincial judge. He takes so much money from my Bu Gang every year, he should also contribute a little!"
"Yes, Madam!" The old man bowed slightly, then pulled the young man out of the hall.
Under the bright moonlight, in addition to Qiu Yun, the leader of the Bu Gang, there were four men in black robes. They were the masters of the four major branches of the Bu Gang, known as Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning.
"If the news is accurate, then the old man has really returned!"
After the woman finished speaking, her face became solemn and her eyes swept across the four people's faces one by one.
"Are you sure you can stop him?"
Hearing the voice, none of the four spoke. The other three looked at the youngest person in the first place.
The man was wearing a black robe, but his hair was silver, and he exuded a faint aura that made people feel inexplicably at ease.
"Zhuifeng, you are that person's last disciple and the true master of the Heavenly Sword. Don't you have any confidence in it?" The woman also cast her gaze on the man.
Hearing this, the man finally responded.
"The Black Dragon King should not be underestimated. He is a renowned master in Luozhou. Moreover, he practices the secret technique of the Heavenly Punishment Division, the [Subduing Dragon Technique]. Before a fight, it's hard to predict who will be stronger!"
The woman nodded. "My husband has been out of touch for a few days. I'm worried that he has..."
"Boss, you're worrying too much. Even though the Black Dragon King is cruel and ruthless, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs!" Zhuifeng said calmly.
"An adopted son is not a biological son!"
…
Bang!
With a punch, the air wave was dispelled, and Wan Zhuliu's skin turned an unusual red and warm, and a large amount of sweat evaporated, and white mist emerged, which was extremely magical and strange.
"After practicing Yuehua Gong, my Qi and blood seem to flow more smoothly!"
He clenched his fist and stood where he was, staring at the white steam still coming out of his fist with a look of surprise.
The most significant feature of the Red Evil Fist is that it contains a burning sensation within its power.
And when he pushed this technique to 300/100, this burning sensation had evolved into a tangible impact.
The strong winds that were blown out at random brought with them heat waves, which were a great advantage in combat.
But the only drawback is that every time he does this, a large amount of energy and blood will be mobilized and poured into his fist, causing some burns to his fist itself.
Although this is nothing, it is ultimately a self-destructive technique.
Unexpectedly, after mastering Yuehua Gong, the Qi and blood could be pulled along by the power and retreat quickly, thus reducing this kind of damage.
"I still underestimated the importance of health-preserving exercises. Blindly pursuing strength and ferocity will only harm yourself. The right way is to combine offense and defense, and to balance yin and yang!"
He murmured and prepared to sit down to eat.
Jiang Meng suddenly took another bowl and said, "Sir, do you want to call that sister out?"
Hearing this, Wan Zhuliu was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "You guys eat first, I'll go call her!"
After saying that, he quickly walked into the room, pulled back the quilt, and found that Jin Hongyu was still sleeping soundly.
"What time is it? Why are you still sleeping? How can you sleep?"
Wan Zhuliu sneered faintly.
After a moment, Jin Hongyu remained motionless and showed no reaction.
Seeing this, Wan Zhuliu frowned slightly and moved closer.
"Hmm? Why has the Qi and blood declined so much?"
He was a little surprised, raised his hand and placed it on Jin Hongyu's forehead, and found that her forehead was burning hot.
Looking at the wrist again, the blood scab was very thick, but the injury seemed to have not changed.
"Impossible, for a master in the Concentrated Spirit Realm, this little injury is nothing."
He grabbed Jin Hongyu's wrist and felt that her strength was weak and her blood and energy were declining. She was not as strong as before.
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