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The Golden Bell Glove is a cross-training kung fu with twelve levels in total. It is said that if you practice to the highest level, you will be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and can be called a land god.
Ordinarily, such an excellent martial arts should be very precious, but the reality is that this martial arts is just a common commodity in the world. Not only do all major sects have secret books, but even some unscrupulous escort agencies and martial arts practitioners also know many methods of cultivation.
Why
All because this skill is too difficult to practice. Most people who practice martial arts will never reach a high level in their lifetime. Over time, this skill becomes useless. After all, for people in the martial arts world, how can a martial art that cannot be practiced to become a master be regarded as superior martial arts
It's a pity to throw away tasteless food.
However, this is for ordinary people. If you are a person with extraordinary talents, the Golden Bell is a rare and superior martial arts, or even a unique skill, such as... Jiang Chen!
Reborn, equipped with incredible powers, and the talent of super-speed learning, Jiang Chen started to practice the Golden Bell, galloping like a prancing horse, traveling thousands of miles a day.
In just three days, three levels a day, he easily reached the ninth level with the Golden Bell Glove. Everything fell into place like a flowing cloud and a smooth flow!
If it weren't for the fact that the secret book he obtained from Li Gang, the Taibao of the Admiralty, only contained nine levels of exercises, Jiang Chen was even sure that he would be able to reach the level of twelve levels of perfection in just one day!
Even so, the ninth-level golden bell and the powerful physical body are enough to give him a cultivation level that rivals any first-class master. Even the magical weapons cannot find his flaws and can hardly hurt him at all.
In addition, he also practiced Monument Opening Hand and Grass Flying. These two martial arts were simpler than Golden Bell Shield. He practiced them to perfection in less than a day.
"Could it be that... I am the legendary genius who is unique and rare in a hundred years?!"
Jiang Chen thought narcissistically that if he had no actual combat experience, let alone the three top gold medal killers of Black Rock, even Black Rock leader Chakravartin and even Lu Zhu of Shaolin Temple would be worthy of him.
But... this is not enough!
What Jiang Chen wants is not to be honest, but to crush him in all directions to ensure that he can complete the task 100% and completely destroy the Black Stone.
"I still need more secrets, preferably... sword skills!"
Jiang Chen made up his mind and took action immediately. He ordered the black stone to kill him. In order to seize Rama's body, masters from all walks of life were chasing Xiao Yu. This situation was a great opportunity for him to fish in troubled waters!
"Xiaoyu appeared in Xifeng Mountain with Rama's body, and was surrounded and killed by masters from all walks of life. He successively killed a total of twenty-one people, including the Seven Evils of Lianyun, the Five Evils of Chuanyun, and the Three Evils of Yandang, before leaving."
"Xiaoyu appeared in Xishan Town and was intercepted by the deadly swordsman Lu Qingyi. After thirty-five rounds of fierce fighting, Lu Qingyi was defeated..."
"The drizzle has arrived at Qingfeng Mountain..."
"Drizzle..."
In the past two months, Xiao Yu has caused a bloody storm in the world. News about her comes out every day. Every time news comes out, it means a killing and someone dies.
Although Jiang Chen has achieved success in cultivation and has the abilities of a top-notch master in the world, he never made a move against Xiao Yu from the beginning to the end. He even secretly helped Xiao Yu defeat some enemies. After all, his main mission was , but it can only be completed when the drizzle is guaranteed not to die.
Accidents were bound to happen. He was present at almost every interception and killing of Xiao Yu. Although, almost every time, he waited for the killing to be over before going out to pick up the corpses.
"Rolling Stone Fist, Arm-Through Fist, Hundred-Step Divine Fist... ... ..."
"Eagle claw hand, grappling hand, exquisite magic hand..."
"The mountain-folding palm, the wind-splitting palm, the big sumeru palm... ... ... ... "
"Eight steps to catch cicadas, eight steps to Qimen, steps to walk on water and wind..."
"Qingfeng Sword Technique, Tenglong Sword Technique, Life-Destroying Sword Technique..."
"Heart-breaking nail, willow leaf dart, black water needle, thunder and fire shock..."
Facts have proved that although touching corpses is a cheap job, the rewards are huge. Along the way, just by picking up corpses, Jiang Chen actually acquired nearly a hundred martial arts, fist and foot weapons, hidden weapons of the family, all kinds of things.
Although many of them are commercial goods, it is enough for Jiang Chen right now. He transformed from a rookie who was just starting out in martial arts to a master of martial arts who has the expertise of hundreds of schools of thought!
Chasing the footsteps of the drizzle all the way, on this day, Jiang Chen came to Huaiyang Mansion, looked up at the sun, it was already noon, the scorching sun in the sky was in full force, burning everything unbridled, Jiang Chen was also there this column.
The entire city of Huaiyang is like a big furnace. Fortunately, although he has been practicing for a short time, his skills are already good. Walking under the hot sun, he can still be leisurely and at ease, and his strong internal energy slowly flows through his body, turning the hot The breath is absorbed, and the body feels cool.
In this kind of weather, people's tempers are particularly hot. When he was looking at the buildings on both sides of the road, he happened to bump into someone, but it was the other person who bumped into him. He was a bearded man, majestic and burly. His eyes were like copper bells. He stared wide open and roared angrily: "Brother, where are your eyes?"
Jiang Chen turned around and saw that he was rubbing his shoulders with an annoyed look on his face. He cupped his fists and apologized with a good attitude, and the other party left with a groan. At the beginning of his cultivation, when his body was attacked, his internal force would fight back on its own. Even though the opponent hit him, he would not feel well if he was hit by his own internal force. No wonder he was very angry.
He looked at the opponent's back, shook his head and smiled bitterly. After all, he had not practiced long enough, and he was not used to the identity of this martial arts master. Although he enjoyed the feeling of becoming a master, in fact he was no different from ordinary people. A true master who has been practicing for many years, the collision just now could have been avoided. After all, anyone who often walks in the rivers and lakes knows that only by observing the six directions with your eyes and hearing the eight lights can you save your life.
This collision made Jiang Chen wary. He paid attention and immediately divided part of his mind to focus on the outside world. This is not the ability to do two things at once, it can only be regarded as an exquisite method of using the mind. In the world, most people who practice superior martial arts know a little bit. This kind of thing is like a If you pierce it, you will feel that it is just like this. If you cannot pierce it, you will feel that it is extremely difficult and impossible to learn.
Jiang Chen walked for a while and stopped in front of a rather simple wine shop. He raised his head and took a look. He found this place through repeated inquiries. Although it was inconspicuous, the food was good and the wine was good. What he likes is not food, but wine. In his previous life, he was a wine lover. Now that he has it again, and with many things hidden in his heart, he is almost obsessed with wine.
Along the way, although he earned a lot of money by collecting corpses, he spent all of it because he always helped some poor people, and in this era, there were too many poor people. Although the money received was a lot, it was only a drop in the bucket, and it was all distributed soon. While traveling, in a town, I inquired about a rich man who was unkind to his wealth. He visited him at night and spent a lot of effort to get some ill-gotten wealth.
Now that he has a lot of money, he can eat as well as possible. There was a lot of traffic behind him. He stood at the door, but no one came out to greet him. He opened the bamboo curtain himself and stepped in. He felt a dozen glances coming towards him. It was a little dark inside. He stood at the door and looked inside. Opposite the left is the counter, and the shopkeeper is lying on the counter, seeming to have fallen asleep. Opposite the counter, there are several tables, which look quite small and are already full of people.
"cough!"
Jiang Chen coughed heavily and frowned heavily. He was quite dissatisfied with the environment, but the food was good, and the most important thing was that the wine was also good, but he wanted to try it, but there was no place and he couldn't sit down. His gaze suddenly stopped, but he found an empty seat.
"Sir, please come in."
The shopkeeper lying on the counter rubbed his eyes and stretched out his hands lazily. He was short, fat, round and very amiable.
"First serve a jar of the best wine in your store!"
Jiang Chen said hello and walked slowly over to a table.
There were three people sitting at the table, a middle-aged man in his late fifties and two young men. One person happened to be empty, and the other tables were all full.
"Excuse me, can you take a seat?"
Jiang Chen stepped forward, clasped his fists, looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the middle, and said with a gentle smile.
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at him. A cold light flashed on his face. He nodded and stretched out his hand: "Please-" Although he was sitting there, he had an aura of calmness, compared to Jiang Chen. He is more than ten times better than the many martial arts masters he has seen before
This man is tall and thin, with a rectangular face and a dark complexion. He seems to be quite tall and has a very thin face. Under a pair of thick eyebrows, he has two big eyes with bright eyes and a straight expression. The bridge of his nose is straight, and his lips are neither thick nor thin. When slightly pursed, he shows both perseverance and honesty, making him quite trustworthy.
Jiang Chen secretly admired him. Although he didn't know much about physiognomy, he could see that this person's appearance was quite good. Looking at the aura on his body and the two young men sitting on both sides, Jiang Chen knew without guessing that this person's status should be high.
"Thank you very much."
Jiang Chen cupped his fists and thanked him, made eye contact with him, nodded in a friendly manner, and sat down firmly.
"Sir, the wine is here!"
The shopkeeper personally carried a jar of wine and a wine pot and glass in his other hand and brought it up.
"No need to go to such trouble, just change it to a bigger bowl."
Jiang Chen waved his hand. The shopkeeper smiled with his round face, ran back, trotted back, and took a big bowl with a smile on his face.
When the middle-aged man on the opposite side saw this, he also laughed and said: "The shopkeeper of this shop is a good drinker. When he sees someone who has a good drinker, he will be more affectionate."
"I see."
Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, patted open the seal, held the neck of the jar, and poured a large bowl full of it. This bowl of wine is golden and green, with a color like jade, which is quite attractive. Its mellow aroma pours out and floats throughout the room endlessly. Jiang Chen picked up the sea bowl with one hand, put it firmly to his mouth, raised his head to the sky and drank deeply, then poured down the water and drank the bowl full in one breath. Putting down the bowl, he wiped the corner of his mouth, looked relieved, and sighed with emotion: "It's so nice! Although the shop is small, the wine is not bad!"
"This is the best bamboo leaf green!"
The middle-aged man shrugged his nose and said with a smile: "It must be quite a few years ago!" His bright eyes revealed a hint of surprise. He was quite surprised that Jiang Chen drank so much. Although men in the north drank generously, drinking like this It's a method, but it requires a lot of alcohol.
"Want a bowl?"
Jiang Chen pointed to the big bowl and said to the middle-aged man.
"Haha, okay, it's rare to meet such a cheerful person, so I'll serve you too!"
The middle-aged man nodded. The shopkeeper trotted over and brought out a big bowl again. Jiang Chen then raised the altar and filled the two bowls with wine. The aroma of wine overflowed, and everyone around him secretly glanced over, very surprised.
"Master."
A young man next to him said in a low voice. He had a skinny figure. Although he was young, his face was covered with deep weather, but his eyes were bright and dazzling. He was obviously a troubled person who had been through the wind and rain all year round. The other young man has a muscular build, brass-colored skin, sharp eyes, and thick hands. He seems to be a master of his family.
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "It's okay." The two young men stopped trying to persuade him and looked up at Jiang Chen deeply, with a hint of blame.
Jiang Chen pretended not to notice, put down the wine jar, held the bowl with both hands, and said with a smile: "Come on, please!" After saying that, he brought it to his mouth, raised his head and drank, slurping, slurping, and after a few sips, he put the bowl on the table. He put it down hard, with wine stains on his face, and a happy look on his face.
"Okay, happy! Haha..."
The middle-aged man also put the bowl down heavily, wiped the corners of his mouth, and laughed loudly, looking proud and proud. Without saying much, Jiang Chen raised the altar again and helped him fill it up. The two of them touched the bowl lightly, brought it to their mouths again, and drank it down.
After several bowls of it, in the blink of an eye, a jar of bamboo leaf greens had been drunk. Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if he was drinking water, but the middle-aged man's face turned red, his eyes were hazy, he was slightly drunk, and he became talkative. He kept patting Jiang Chen's shoulders and said in a very familiar manner. "I am Fang Qingtian, the leader of the Nantian Sword Sect. Do you know your little brother's surname?"
"I can't compare to the respect of my brother's sect. I'm Jiang Chen, but I'm just a scattered person in the world." Jiang Chen remained motionless, smiled faintly, and replied warmly.
"Brother Jiang is too humble."
Fang Qingtian opened his eyes and laughed loudly: "I think Brother Jiang is no ordinary wanderer. He will definitely be able to make a difference in the future. Shopkeeper, let's do it again!"
"It would be nice to have another one!"
Jiang Chen nodded slightly, turned around and waved to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's chubby body trotted away again, carrying a jar of wine, a smile on his face, looking at Jiang Chen, his eyes shining. Although he was a shopkeeper and had seen many drinkers, he had never seen anything like this. A generous person is very fond of his temper.
Without saying a word, Jiang Chen opened the seal and poured wine from the jar. The two of them drank to the bottom of their bowls again and drank happily. On the other hand, the two young men beside them couldn't help but show a bit of worry in their eyes...
(End of chapter)