An old man with white hair and hair stood aside, smiling at these people practicing martial arts, and said a few words from time to time: "Practicing boxing can adjust physiology, including muscles, bones and flesh, but never be too strong to avoid being hurt or even getting into a devil. Practicing boxing should be steady, and you should not be careless in every move. From practicing boxing, you can feel the eyes and walk with your hands, your hands will turn with your waist, and your steps will change with your body..."

Lu Xin could see clearly that the old man had a long hair and a childish face, kind-hearted eyebrows, and looked like a couple with Mrs. Yan. He should be Grandpa Wu mentioned by Mrs. Yan.

When Old Man Wu heard the gate of the yard opened wide, he knew that his wife had come back from the foot of the mountain to buy vegetables, fruits and melons, so he didn't pay attention and continued to watch the disciples practice.

But he soon heard Lu Xin's heavy breathing. The breathing sound was that he had never practiced martial arts before, which was very different from his disciples, so he raised his eyes to examine Lu Xin.

Lu Xin felt two substantial eyes looking at him, and hurriedly looked at the old man.

This old man is one year older than Mrs. Yan. He is ninety years old this year. His eyes are still full of energy. His eyes are like lightning. There is no turbidity like ordinary elderly people in his eyes, and it is very clear.

The old man said loudly: "Old woman, there is a guest at home, don't you introduce him?"

Old Mrs. Yan introduced Lu Xin and briefly explained what happened at the intersection just now.

Old Man Wu stepped forward and slapped Lu Xin on the shoulder: "What a good guy, if you hadn't stepped forward and helped, my wife would have been so angry that she was foolish!"

He heard from his wife that Lu Xin was extremely strong and suspected of having the ability to cover the golden bell with an eighth level of iron cloth shirt, so he tried his best to slap Lu Xin.

Since Lu Xin has the ability to control gold, he encountered external attacks and his body can automatically metalize to resist external attacks. He was stabbed by a dagger or hit by a metal block before, but he felt bad when he was hit by the old man with a palm. Although his shoulder blades were not broken, they were extremely painful. What's even more terrifying is that his internal organs were damaged. Although they were not seriously injured, they also broke the indestructible body of Lu Xin, who had always been self-reliant. Lu Xin was shocked.

It seems that Old Man Wu's strength is stronger than his wife. He can actually break through the metal layer naturally condensed by Lu Xin's body. The accumulated internal force hits Lu Xin's chest and abdomen, just like punching an electrical appliance with a stainless steel shell. The stainless steel shell of the electrical appliance is safe and the electronic circuit inside is shaken.

Lu Xin spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly: "Grandpa Wu, we have no grudges and no grudges, you don't need to do such a ruthless move!"

Old Man Wu smiled apologized: "I thought you had really practiced the Golden Bell Cover Iron Clothing Shirt, so I wanted to try your kung fu. If you go down this palm, you will know that you haven't practiced it! Besides, those who practiced the Golden Bell Clothing Kung fu have the bones on their chests and backs together, just like they were born together. You were not at all. Old man, I should have seen it long ago, reckless!"

Old Mrs. Yan also realized that she had made a wrong judgment before. How could people who practice Kung Fu with a golden bell cover and an iron cloth shirt bench horizontally have skin as fair as Lu Xin, and how could they be as elegant as Lu Xin's temperament?

Lu Xin had previously said that he could use the skills of wearing a golden bell in front of Shen Yafang, Jiang Chunyu, Li Lu, and Shen Yifei to cover the iron cloth shirt, but when he really understood this kind of horizontal practice, he rarely mentioned that he could use this skills.

When practicing the Golden Bell Cover, you use a piece of cloth to make a hammer shape and hammer it around your body. At first, you will feel very painful. After hitting it for a long time, you will feel no pain. Then change to the wooden hammer. The wooden hammer will not hurt anymore. Then change to the iron hammer. If the hammer is hit, you will not hurt anymore. Then you will practice the Golden Bell Cover.

When practicing an iron cloth shirt, use a soft cloth to wrap around the chest and back several times, then insert the iron rod into the sand and practice various skills on it. However, when you need to lower the rod, you will rush into the sand with your shoulders, back, chest, abdomen, arms and other parts. Practice for three years, then remove the soft cloth wrapped around your body and use an iron hammer to hit it. At the same time, luck imitates the spirit and restrains your strength. In this way, the upper body will be as soft as cotton, and the iron cloth shirt will be practiced.

After practicing such kung fu, ordinary swords were really unable to do anything. Before ** appeared, all kinds of weapons to crack the iron shirts of gold bells and iron cloth shirts used diamonds as tips almost without exception. For example, the Ziwu nails passed down from Shaolin Temple in Songshan are in the shape of T-shaped, with three pointed tips, each of which is inlaid with sharp diamonds.

The reason why Lu Xin didn't mention it was that he felt that the practice of kung fu was very similar to self-masochism, and it would be too detrimental to his glorious impression.

What's more, if someone is interested in dealing with some enemies in the future, it will be a little troublesome if he suspects his powerful martial arts and doubts him, so he decided to keep a low profile and be an ordinary person.

Lu Xin thought this way and was a bit wishful thinking. The wave of fate pushed him forward. He could not help but retreat or keep a low profile. The more he wanted to be low profile, the more fate would push him high profile. He could not be as high profile as he could, just like a firefly in the dark, so distinctive and outstanding...

Old Man Wu saw Lu Xin spitting blood, and knew that he had a palm that caused Lu Xin to suffer internal injuries. He quickly took out a medicine from the room and handed it to Lu Xin: "Hurry and swallow it, sit cross-legged, old man, I will help you resolve the pill!"

Lu Xin originally wanted to call his biological current to treat internal injuries, but the place where he was injured was close to his heart. He didn't dare to do anything randomly, so he had to swallow the black pill that Old Man Wu gave him into his stomach. The pill felt very cool, like a mint candy that children like to eat, and it was a bit sweet and sour, and it felt like a hawthorn pill.

He followed Old Man Wu's instructions and walked to a futon on the main hall and sat cross-legged.

Old man Wu sat beside him and pressed his palm against his back.

Lu Xin was very excited. Isn’t this the usual exercises and healing wounds in martial arts novels and martial arts movies? Wow, the old man would better give me an initiation and transmission of skills, just like Wuyazi gave Xu Zhu.

The result disappointed him. A faint heat flowed out of Old Man Wu's palm, slowly seeping into Lu Xin's muscles. As he massaged Lu Xin's back, the heat flow penetrated into Lu Xin's internal organs, catalyzing the medicinal power of the pill, but the heat flow was too light. If he hadn't felt it carefully, he would not have noticed the existence of the heat flow.

This is far from Lu Xin's original imagination of vigorous and powerful internal energy and true energy.

It seems that the old man is not a martial arts novel. The peerless masters in martial arts movies are not much different from those of those internal boxing masters during the Republic of China.

But that's good. If Old Man Wu represents the highest martial arts level in China, it means that the people in this world who know martial arts are like this. They are not as awesome as those in martial arts novels. Lu Xin will have nothing to be afraid of when encountering such martial arts people in the future.

He believed that as the metal energy he absorbed and the electric energy increased, sooner or later, he would be without fear of an internal martial arts master like Old Man Wu.

The sun had already set, and night fell, and electric lights were lit in the manor. They were indeed electric lights, and energy-saving lights.

While giving Lu Xin a massage on the back, he catalyzed the medicinal power, while chatting with Mrs. Yan. Through the chat, he learned about Lu Xin's detailed performance. He was very moved. It is rare for young people like this to be helpful, respect the elderly and respect the elderly these days. There are even fewer young people with such congenital anti-beating physiques. He was naturally keen on his love for talents.

(Recommended a friend's masterpiece, the plot is very pleasant and worth reading)
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