The weather in the south is actually very hot in September and October. Especially in cities, the bright white sun makes the concrete roads shine brightly. At first glance, it seems that there is a layer of white flowers.
The salt is so strong that people can’t even open their eyes. It’s so spicy that people don’t dare to go out.
Finally at night, the sun set in the west. The temperature still couldn't drop. The heat stored in the concrete floor for a day was spit out. The whole city was like a big steamer, hot and stuffy, and people felt panicked.
It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the morning that the heat gradually subsided and there was a hint of coolness. But it was dawn again. At the end of the day, there was really no cool time!
Wang Zhong got up at this time, washed himself a little, and looked at the fire in the coal stove. It was still burning, and he felt a little relieved.
A pot was boiling on the coal stove, and when the lid was opened, a slight smell of angelica medicine, mixed with the aroma of chicken soup, entered the nostrils. It turned out to be stewed chicken with angelica, and added cordyceps, ginseng slices, and other tonics to the body.
The medicinal materials were simmered while sleeping. The fat on the body was first removed. When simmering over high heat, the oil was even removed. Now the soup is light and bright.
Wang Zhong took a spoon and took a sip. The taste was just right. He poured a bowl and drank it. Smashing it in his mouth, he felt that his stomach was at ease. He slowly packed it up, changed into a set of training clothes, and put them on his arms and feet.
I tied up more than ten kilograms of lead. I also carried a large bag of iron sand, a bottle of medicated wine, and a book of thread nails, which seemed to be a handwritten book. Finally, I turned on the air conditioner in the room and felt a chill.
The wind lowered the temperature in the house, and then I went out.
When sleeping at home, Wang Zhong never turns on the air conditioner. He doesn't get hot either.
At this time, the corridor was still dark and dark, but the street lights outside were turned on all night. A slight night breeze blew over, and Wang Zhong took a long breath. Feeling refreshed, he slammed a bag of iron sand into the air.
Shaking it off, I was so angry that I walked more than two miles.
There were still cars coming and going on the road. Wang Zhong avoided them one by one, took a path between buildings, and went up the hill behind.
This bag is the sack used by farmers to hold grain, and the iron sand is also used as ammunition for hunting guns in rural areas. Load the musket, fill it with iron sand, and shoot out with a bang. It is a large area. It is not necessary to be accurate with your marksmanship. Ordinary birds and rabbits will be hit once.
The whole body is often like a sieve. Even if it is inserted into the edge, it will be pierced by the iron sand, and it will be chased by the dogs chasing the mountain, and there will be no way to survive.
This sack usually weighed fifty or sixty kilograms per bag of grain, but now it was filled with iron sand and weighed several times more, weighing about two hundred kilograms. Wang Zhong picked it up with one hand and walked quickly without suffering any loss.
Halfway up the mountain, you can faintly see a big river in the distance, dividing the city into two parts, east and west. Hedong is an old city that existed before liberation.
Nowadays, the world is in great peace, the weather is smooth, the country is peaceful and the people are safe. The high-rise buildings have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. The lights are bright, the neon lights are green, the drunkenness and dreams are so dazzling that people don’t know what the east, west, east, and west are. But Wang Zhong has seen it in no matter how big the city is.
Don't feel anything.
This side is, of course, Hexi. The newly developed area was originally a large mountain. Now dozens of miles of university towns, commercial districts, residential buildings, etc. have been built around the mountain. Being surrounded by mountains and rivers, the environment is better than that in Hexi.
The land gradually started to be speculated. However, Wang Zhong didn't care about this. He was just an ordinary college student now.
The only thing that is extraordinary is that I have been practicing the Iron Sand Palm for more than ten years more than others.
With a bang, he placed the sack between two big rocks, opened the door, and saw the black grains of coarse iron sand inside, giving off a smell of Chinese medicine.
Wang Zhong first took the bottle of medicinal wine and smeared his palms. He saw that his hands were covered with old skin and calluses. The nails were worn flat and bare, and there were calluses on his fingers. They were like old farmers who had been working in the fields all their lives. These hands
, with Wang Zhong’s appearance and age incompatibility to the extreme.
Putting medicinal wine in his hands, Wang Zhong rubbed each other first, and then rubbed them vigorously. This was a necessary prelude to practicing Iron Sand Palm. The medicinal wine was a special secret recipe, and the most important medicinal ingredient was tiger bone, which can stimulate menstruation, activate blood circulation, and treat bruises.
Damage, myogenic skin on the good stuff.
It's just that this thing is not only rare, but also expensive. But if you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, why do you practice martial arts if you are not rich?
The friction gradually heated up his hands. Wang Zhong pursed his lips and inserted his hands into the iron sand. It was slow at first, but gradually became faster. His hands rose and fell like lightning. The iron sand was turbulent, but there was no splash at all.
Come out. Apparently the heat has reached a certain level.
Suddenly, with a muffled roar, his hands changed their movements, either grabbing, patting, fishing, lifting, belting, or twisting, all changing in a dazzling way. There was a clattering sound of iron sand, and on his hands
The tied lead blocks also jingled with each other, as if someone was frying melon seeds or copper peas, which could be heard from a distance.
After about half an hour, there was a slight sweat on his forehead, and Wang Zhong finally raised his hand. He slowly made a few gestures with his fingers, and the blood was revived. He rubbed each other again and rubbed the medicinal wine again.
Iron Sand Palm, an outsider's skill, is extremely powerful and harmful to the body. It is impossible to practice without the aid of medicine. Moreover, in the beginning, iron sand cannot be used, otherwise the palms will be useless. Wang Zhong used rice instead and practiced for two years.
, I don’t know how much food was wasted. Later, I slowly changed to river sand, and finally I used iron sand after my hands became tough.
After taking a break, Wang Zhong opened the thread-bound manuscript book. The paper leaves had long been yellowed, and it was obviously a bit old. The traditional "Secret Biography of Iron Sand Palm" written in small regular letters with a brush was signed below with the three characters "Gu Ruzhang".
There are more than fifty pages in it. The beginning is about the ingredients of medicinal wine. When you open it again, you can see the gestures and human figures one by one. Although they are drawn with brush lines, they are vivid and lifelike.
There are annotations in the middle of the graphics, and at the end, there are dense short articles, which are a metaphysical article similar to the Tao Te Ching. The source is unknown. Wang Zhong studied it carefully for a long time and found that it was about harmonizing the state of mind during practice. However, some sentences in it are profound and subtle.
, there are many areas of disagreement.
This "Secret Biography of Iron Sand Palm" is the personal experience written by Gu Ruzhang, the master of Iron Palm at that time. It is very comprehensive. Now that information is developed, this Iron Sand Palm is not a secret biography. After searching on the Internet, there are a lot of them, but they are all different.
, each has its own explanation. Because the practice method is simple, it can be said casually.
It's just that the simpler things often contain profound truths.
"Martial arts training is all about the skill of getting through every drop of water, and the key is the word "constancy." Apart from that, there doesn't seem to be any quick skills. But now, they are of little use."
Today's society pays attention to the rule of law, hot weapons, and the age of guns. Martial arts is really useless. It's just that he has been practicing this skill since he was a child, and he refuses to let it go to waste. He can never leave his hands with his fists, and his words can never leave his mouth. This iron sand palm skill can be practiced in a day
It's okay if you don't practice for two days, but if you don't practice for a year or two, you will go backwards a lot. Now that you have practiced, you will be riding a tiger, otherwise it will be a pity to give up years of hard work.
Wang Zhong flipped through the book for a while, then carefully read the metaphysics behind it. He still didn't have any insights, so he had to accept it.
Seeing a tree opposite, Wang Zhong stepped forward and removed the lead weight from his arm. He felt a lot more relaxed. He stabbed his horse firmly, rolled his arm, "Hula!" and brought out the wind. Bang!
A palm swept across the tree trunk, and a large piece of bark was violently swept away, exposing the white and tender flesh inside.
He jumped up violently, somersaulted, his hands were in the shape of eagle claws, and touched the ground like a dragonfly splashing water, then he grabbed two green bricks. After he stood up in the air, he squeezed hard, and heard two clicks.
With a loud sound, two green bricks were crushed and broken. After a few hard rubs, half of the bricks in their hands turned into brick slag, powder flew into the air, and they were crushed to pieces.
This is the Eagle Claw Skill in Iron Sand Palm. Wang Zhongyin has been practicing it for ten years and has become very skilled in it.
Seeing his results, he seemed quite satisfied. He patted the dust on his hands and packed up the iron sand. Seeing that the sky had turned white and the street lights were all turned off. Wang Zhong packed up a bag of iron sand and continued down the mountain, returning to his home.
residence.
"It's only after five o'clock. There's still some time for school." Wang Zhong stomped upstairs. As soon as he entered the room, he felt a chill. The air conditioner was not turned on for nothing. He looked at the watch and saw that it happened to be the same time as usual.
.There are still two hours left before he goes to school. The above are his compulsory homework every day.
This city is the capital of a province. The university town was formed by the merger of three or four universities. It is quite famous and belongs to the key first-class. Wang Zhongcai passed the exam and originally lived in the school dormitory. It was just because he had to practice iron sand palm, which was inconvenient. There were many
Anyway, I got approval to move out and found this house to rent.
Two bedrooms and one living room, kitchen and toilet, as well as furniture and appliances, cost 650 a month. Although the expense is large, it is clean. Moreover, Wang Zhong is a second-generation ancestor, and his parents were among the first to go to sea during the reform and opening up. The business is getting bigger and bigger.
They have all gone abroad. There is no shortage of money. Otherwise, how can the iron sand be smelted and the light elixir cannot be used? Besides, he has to cook various luxuries in different ways every day. Either stewed chicken or stewed duck.
of.
Practicing this kind of external Kung Fu without the assistance of internal Kung Fu will be very harmful to the body. If the body is not properly taken care of, it will collapse very quickly. Wang Zhong also found someone to learn internal Kung Fu, Tai Chi, etc. But it was just superficial.
None of them are authentic. It’s okay to dance and stretch your muscles in daily life. If you want to prolong your life and cultivate both internal and external health, don’t even think about it. I don’t know where the authentic heirs are hiding.
"I can be considered the true descendant of Iron Palm, but I just boarded a pirate ship!"
Thinking of his grandfather who died long ago, Wang Zhong couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know where he got this secret book, which didn't look like a secret book. When he was young, he didn't know what kind of nerve he had to induce him to practice. In addition, he watched "Huo Huo".
"Yuan Jia" and "Fist of Fury" just want to fly over the walls and become invincible.
As a result, I practiced hard, and I don’t know how much money was spent. So far, it has indeed produced results, such as turning bricks into powder, opening monuments with one palm, etc. It is not a problem to defeat a few people.
But, why are you beating someone when you have nothing to do? It’s not just because you are full. Even if you are robbed, harassed by gangsters, etc., there are still laws on excessive defense. If one person is not good, he will be beaten to death with one palm. Needless to say, it will be inevitable
If you get sued and go to jail, you might as well get peanuts. No matter how advanced you are in martial arts, it’s over when you get to grips with a gun. As for the superman who is indestructible, kills people with flying swords, and wears his underwear inside out, he has lived for more than twenty years.
I have never seen Wang Zhong before.
Although he has been practicing Iron Sand Palm for ten years and is almost perfect at every level, Wang Zhong has never acted bravely for a righteous cause or been bravely acted for a righteous cause. He has never been a hero who saves a beauty, nor has he been saved by a beauty.
After practicing for so many years, not only was he unable to live longer, but he was also unable to fly over walls and become invincible. He was also unable to kill people, set fires, or rob wealth and sex. It was of no use at all. Wang Zhong had no choice. "Who was born in this era!
It’s time to hone your will.”
He picked up a copy of "Water Margin" and read it vigorously, as if he was doing justice for heaven in it. "Water Margin" is a good book, and Wang Zhong could hardly put it down. After reading a chapter, he drank a few mouthfuls of soup.
The whole body started to feel hot again: "After washing, I went to study. Nowadays, the poor also study, and the rich also study."
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Continuous sounds rang out, earth-shattering and startling. Someone almost banged on the door.
"Could it be that the landlord is pressing for the rent? No, I only paid the first quarter last week. Besides, he didn't come so early. Except for Zhou Papi who made the chicken crow in the middle of the night, Huang Shiren didn't press the debt so early. I don't have many acquaintances. Could it be that?
It was robbery."
Wang Zhong quickly ran through a few thoughts in his head, and smiled at his humorous thoughts. He stepped forward and looked out from the peephole. He saw nothing but darkness, and it was clear that the peephole had been blocked by someone's hands.
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"Good guy, if you block me and don't let you see me, you're not a good person if you're a typical person."