Inside the clinic of Walker Village.

Su Qing put down her palms with a tired look on her face, looked at Chen Musheng's burly back, and subconsciously stroked her wet hair behind her ears and said, "Okay, there will be no problem with your internal injuries. Take the elixir back and take one pill every day and you will be fully recovered in three days."

Chen Musheng hurriedly stood up, moved his arms, tried to punch, and suddenly stopped. A surging cold true energy instantly touched the palm of his palm, and he was about to emerge from the palm surface. Obviously, this time it was a blessing in disguise. After the meridians were severely damaged, they recovered perfectly, and their toughness and strength increased a lot. His fifth level of "Ice and Fire Art" is already at its peak.

"That's great!" "Chen Musheng roared excitedly in his heart, then looked at Su Qing, who looked tired, and said embarrassedly: "Sister Su Qing, thank you."

Su Qing was very satisfied with Chen Musheng's name to her. She stood up and scolded: "Remember to be careful in the future. I won't be so lucky next time. I can't save you every time."

"I know, I know." Chen Musheng nodded, but he thought that Su Qing was a woman who was very mysterious. Not only did she have superb medical skills at a young age, but she was even a high-level warrior. How could a person who could have such achievements be willing to be an inconspicuous doctor in the Walker Village?

Seeing Chen Musheng nodding constantly, Su Qing's red lips touched her and showed a smile: "You go back, I'm spending too much, I have to use my energy to recover."

"Then you rest early, I'll go see Mo Tie." Chen Musheng smiled, left the house, carefully brought the door up, and then walked towards another ward.

"It's been half a month, and that guy Mo Tie's injury should be better." Chen Musheng thought to himself. Walking in the corridor, he suddenly saw the wooden door in front of him being opened, and a burly figure who was two meters tall was pushing out.

"Hmm? Mo Tie!" Chen Musheng raised his eyebrows, and saw Mo Tie in front of him, with a thick bandage on his chest, bamboo boards tied to his arms and face, and a pathological pale on his rough face.

"Chen, Chen Musheng..." Mo Tie was also stunned and suddenly became very excited.

These days, Mo Tie has been living in the clinic for treatment by Su Qing. When he was on the mountain, he was penetrated by the claws of the arrow wolf, and his internal organs were almost broken. He was able to survive by chance. This is mainly due to Su Qing's superb medical skills with a mysterious family background. In addition, Chen Musheng was sent to the clinic in time, otherwise he would be unable to make a comeback by half an hour later.

Seeing that Mo Tie's eyes suddenly burst into tears, Chen Musheng couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Mo Tie, are you okay?"

"Chen, cousin Chen, thank you for saving me." Mo Tie said, and with a "thump", he knelt on the ground.

Chen Musheng was shocked, squatted down and pressed Mo Tie's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Get up quickly, we are companions, and it is worth the help of a simple task."

Mo Tiegan said, "No, I looked down on you at the beginning and tried every means to correct you. You are willing to risk saving me. I'm sorry, sorry..."

In the past, Chen Musheng was indeed quite annoyed by Mo Tie, but looking at the burly man in front of him, he felt speechless. He patted Mo Tie's thick shoulder and comforted him: "Forget it, I don't mind, get up quickly, we will be patrolling partners in the future and will be friends."

"Really?" Mo Tie stared at the tiger's eyes full of tears and asked.

"Really!" Chen Musheng said confidently, smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Get up!"

Mo Tie held Chen Musheng's hand heavily, with a firm look in his eyes, and said solemnly: "Chen Musheng, you gave me my life. From now on, you will be my Mo Tie's only friend and only brother! Whether in the Walker Village or outside, if you encounter any trouble, I, Mo Tie, can lose my life to help you at any time!"

Chen Musheng nodded and smiled, "Okay, we are friends and partners, but I don't need your life."

Mo Tie was full of gratitude and hesitated for a while before he said meaningfully: "Thank you!"

"You can rest assured to recover from your injuries. Master Li already knows about this. I'm going back. There is still patrol work tomorrow, so I can't slack off." Chen Musheng patted Mo Tie on the shoulder and pushed Mo Tie back to the room before leaving the clinic.

When he arrived outside the clinic, it was already dark. Chen Musheng looked at the bright night sky above his head. He felt a little emotional. The day passed again, and the time limit given by the secret bag was reduced by one day, and the two-month period was only half. So he clenched his fist and said to himself: "We must seize the time. According to the current progress, we will definitely have no problem completing the practice tasks given by the secret bag."

At that moment, Chen Musheng was bathed in the hazy night and ran towards the schoolyard, entered the wooden stake alley, and began to practice fist stakes again like crazy...

That night, the cumulative number of punches was made, 60,000 punches and 1,000 punches!

On the second day, the faint morning mist in the Walker Village had not yet dissipated. Chen Musheng was already carrying the thunder and patrol signs inserted between his waist, and began a new day's patrol work.

Because he was patrolling alone, the distance he needed to walk twice as much. He simply moved his true energy and started running rapidly between the gables. While patrolling, he could also exercise his body speed.

After the two patrols, Chen Musheng began to practice boxing stakes in the jungle as usual. The towering trees collapsed one after another under his continuous punches and bombarded them, until they completely exhausted the true energy in the dantian. He stopped panting and panting.

The cumulative number of punches is 62,08 punches!

"Huh, I'm so tired." Chen Musheng gasped and leaned against a big tree trunk.

At this moment, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He took out the secret book of "Shenglong Po" from his clothes while resting. Although it was cheap but not good, he felt that this secret book was still a bit strange.

Chen Musheng quickly flipped the pages of the book and thought to himself: "The content of the previous book is very similar to "Cannon Fist", but if you look closely, there are still some nuances. Moreover, in the dozens of pages, such a complex route of true energy should not be something that a first-level martial art should have."

After carefully reviewing the entire secret book, Chen Musheng felt more and more strange and thought to himself: "If the true qi roadmap behind is real, then it is not an exaggeration to call this martial art a level ten secret book."

Because the higher the martial arts, the more exquisite the moves are, but the most important thing is to use the way of running true qi. Each martial arts has different methods of pulling true qi, and the higher the martial arts, the more complicated the running route of true qi is.

"Forget it, I'll try the moves first. Even if the secret book is fake, just take it as learning "Cannon Fist". Anyway, it won't take long." Chen Musheng thought to himself.

He got up and stole the horse, held his breath and concentrated, and followed the movements required by the secret book, slowly exerted force from his waist, and began to take a stern look, practicing these martial arts moves one by one.

...

Half an hour later, Chen Musheng was able to practice this set of martial arts similar to "Cannon Fist" with great momentum. He stepped forward step by step, and swung his arms in one move and one move at a time. He had a huge range of movements. Even if he did not touch the true energy, he could make a roaring sound when he swung his fist out.

"Ha!" Chen Musheng stabbed his last punch before slowly closing his momentum.

"It seems to be similar to the cannon fist, and it only takes ten moves to use. The fist path is simple, but it is indeed very strong." Chen Musheng thought to himself, picked up the secret book with yellowed skin from the ground, and said helplessly: "It seems that it is not a good product."

Chen Musheng laughed at himself, inserted Lei Zhuo around his waist, and was about to get up to continue patrolling.

"!"

He suddenly was stunned, and looked down. He saw the sweat in his palm soaking the corners of the book of the secret book, and a trace of white smoke began to emerge from the secret book...
Chapter completed!