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Chihua City.
On a hot summer day, before the merciless scorching sun has risen, quite a few people from the Zhuo family have gathered in the square for training.
On the high platform, Zhuo Wenzhan, the fat man's grandfather, looked fiercely at a group of capable disciples, giving orders and giving instructions on how to train their bodies.
But today, they welcomed a new member, the super-dandy of the Zhuo family, Fatty Zhuo.
I don’t exercise on weekdays, I just cram it in the interim.
He had a swollen belly and squinted his beady eyes. The two deep dark circles under his eyes made him look like a panda. One look at him revealed that he had spent another night of lavish sex and sex with many women last night.
Every time he made a move, the fat all over his body trembled like jelly, and the flesh washed away the sand, and the fresh breasts rippled. Each and every funny body-training method was revealed, making everyone laugh dumbly.
However, these elite disciples were holding on tightly, keeping a straight face, and trying their best to divert their attention. Several laughter nerves in their brains were knotted.
This fat guy's movements look like an octopus dancing, twitching and trembling...
These disciples all formed the right-wing elements of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Wenzhan.
They got up at dawn to practice. They consolidated their strength day after day in order to regain the sovereignty of the Zhuo family.
But they don't know that there are people who are more diligent than them.
"There's still a little bit... I'm still a little bit close to breaking through and possessing the power of an elephant!"
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath of the air on Qingyang Mountain, exhaled, and let out a breath of turbid air. His face turned red.
He placed his backhand on a thick tree, united his waist strength, hardness and softness, and raised his legs together so that they were flush with the ground. Then, he carefully let go of his right hand and used all his strength.
The grip and friction of his left hand maintained his balance, and then he stretched out his right hand to hook his toes.
Sweat continued to seep out of the clothes, gradually taking over the entire white shirt.
"Hold on! You must hold on, you must practice the eleventh form of Dayantu! For the sake of Chengrenli in three months..."
Muscles all over his body burst out, and veins popped out. Zhuo Yifan ignored his sore muscles and desperately maintained his balance.
I keep recalling the eleventh exercise diagram of "Dayan Diagram" in my mind. The little ink-marked figure in my mind keeps repeating strange body-training postures, some are soft, some are folded, some are floating, some are entangled, some are curled...
Mysterious and powerful.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion in his body, like the sound of a joint being opened, and a strange power instantly flowed through the meridians throughout his body, washing over him.
Zhuo Yifan's palms were trembling. He could feel his strength rising, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"Dayan Tu! The eleventh form is about to be completed!" Zhuo Yifan became excited.
Each time the technique is accomplished, heat flow will pass through the meridians, strengthening the meridians and making the Gang Qi even stronger.
Wow! Zhuo Yifan flew up like a nimble ape. As soon as he turned over, an extremely powerful aura shot up into the sky, piercing the air.
"Wow!"
The entire tree behind him was uprooted.
"Haha! After practicing for so long, I finally reached the state of Dacheng! The Dacheng of Body Refining!"
Zhuo Yifan's voice roared in the mountains and forests for a long time...
"Watch me practice the eleven moves of "Dayan Tu" completely again!"
As he spoke, Zhuo Yifan's flexible body combined with his outstretched fists made one strange gesture after another. Either his head was above his crotch, or his feet were raised above his head, or his hands were wrapped around his waist...
Actions that seemed impossible to be performed by a human were manifested on this young man's body.
"Okay! With the power of one elephant, a small one becomes half an elephant, and a big one becomes one elephant! Congratulations to Fan'er for successfully reaching the stage of body refining!"
At this moment, Grandpa Zhuo Wentian's happy laughter came out.
When he saw Zhuo Yifan practicing hard and sweating, he couldn't help but feel energetic, "Don't be proud, this is not enough. You must always remember that you are Zhuo Lie's son, you should have
This passion, especially when facing difficulties. Grandpa believes that you will be able to get through it successfully!"
"Well, grandpa, Fan'er understands! I will definitely not let this lineage sink!" Zhuo Yifan's sweaty little face was extremely serious. He nodded solemnly and hugged the old man in front of him respectfully.
Hold your fists.
"Okay, let's stop practicing here today. Go back and take a shower and get ready for breakfast."
Zhuo Wentian looked at Zhuo Yifan working so hard, and his expression was moved. He smiled kindly. Every small progress of his grandson brought him great relief.
In his heart, only his grandson can step onto the stage and lead the Zhuo family to make progress again.
If Zhuo Yifan wants to establish an unshakable position in the hearts of his people, the only way is to improve his strength.
"I know, Grandpa, please go back first. Mother is not in good health, so I want to help her get this month's monthly payment first." Zhuo Yifan was very fast, walking like flying, with smoke rising into the sky. He rushed forward ten meters in a step.
There were strong winds passing by my ears, and my hair was fluttering with drops of sweat. It was a little messy, but full of dominance.
Zhuo Yifan enjoys this feeling of great power. But his goal is far beyond that, he wants to be stronger!
"Be careful!"
Just after Zhuo Yifan left a few hundred meters away, Zhuo Wentian's worried voice came from far behind. He couldn't help but shed two lines of tears and murmured: "His perseverance is very much like his father's.
The realm will never stop..."
Seeing Zhuo Yifan leaving confidently, Zhuo Wentian broke down in tears and smiled. He raised the wine gourd at his waist and drank it all in one gulp.
…
"The monthly quota has doubled this month, great!" A young guard of the Zhuo family threw the twelve taels of silver he had just received into the air proudly, and stretched out his hand to catch it in his palm.
"Master Zhuo Fei is finally willing to practice. When the second master is happy, of course he will reward you."
Another guard also stared at the two white balls of silver in his hands with a look of joy on his face.
"Yes, now we have a clear understanding of the situation and we are right to help Master Zhuo Fei. We can get some benefits. Besides, we have been in the realm of body refining for some years, so we have to find a way to break through.
ah."
"That's right, Master Zhuo Fei has a high voice now and is a soul cultivator. He must be the future head of the family."
At this moment, these guards felt a gust of wind blowing on their faces, their faces were cut like knives, and a figure appeared in front of them.
The rapid plundering pace made them lose their minds immediately.
"Damn it, what a bad luck it is. I met this piece of trash just after I got out of my regular room. What bad luck..."
One of the guards said sadly, and then asked, "What is this waste doing here? It's really strange."
"Of course he's here to get his mother's monthly check. That bitch looks so sick and sick. He doesn't know how much time he has left to live. He killed his own husband. He's just a broom star!"
"Thank you! I wish you a good mood."
Zhuo Yifan smiled and looked at the lady who handed out the monthly prescription. He stretched out his hands to politely receive the twenty-two monthly prescription and took it back into his arms.
This aunt, whose surname was Cai, was the only one among the servants of the Zhuo family who had no prejudice against Zhuo Yifan. She always followed her monthly instructions correctly. She also often took care of her mother, cooking medicine and making soup, and taking great care of her.
Just as she was about to leave, Aunt Cai laughed and handed over another twenty taels of silver, "Zhuo Yifan, wait! This is the reward given to everyone by the second master. It will be doubled this month."
"Oh?" Zhuo Yifan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the twenty taels of silver, thanking him with a smile, full of joy.
"I didn't expect that there would be an extra twenty taels this month! Now I can buy some good medicinal materials to treat my mother."
The situation in the Zhuo family is now in chaos, and the forty-two-month salary is already quite generous. Coupled with Zhuo Wentian's subsidy, Zhuo Yifan and his mother can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.
But in terms of expenses, they are not as good as that handsome fat man.
At first, the Zhuo family was divided into two factions. Zhuo Wenzhan alone took over 70% of the Zhuo family's economic projects. Zhuo Wentian received most of the Zhuo family's manpower and farmland.
The relationship between the two old men is very delicate, it is like a bomb that is about to explode at any time. It can be said that they are in dire straits.
…
After receiving the monthly report, Zhuo Yifan did not rush directly to his mother's residence. He stopped in front of the two guards who had just scolded his mother, "Two eldest brothers? The younger brother is not talented, and I want to compete with you two."
one time."
"Huh?..." The two people looked at each other, stunned at the same time, and then smiled evilly, "Are you saying that you want to beat us two by yourself?"
"good."
Zhuo Yifan licked his dry lips, nodded, and pointed to the thatched hut next to him, "Let's fight in this thatched hut. It's quite spacious. It's not elegant in large groups."
"Hahahaha! Okay! Okay..."
The two people laughed at the same time and accepted it happily. They had long wanted to teach this abandoned son a lesson. However, they did not do it because of Zhuo Wentian. Now that he wanted to commit suicide, the two of them would accompany him.
So he followed Zhuo Yifan into the hut with a sinister smile on his face.
Everyone just stared blankly at the abandoned son of the family, thinking to themselves, is this abandoned son crazy? He actually fought with two people of the same level with a small amount of power?
They had no idea that Zhuo Yifan had already reached the level of body refining in his previous practice.
In less than a breath, a frightening scream came from the latrine, and then a head popped out. It was a young man in white. His powerful aura suddenly made everyone's heart explode.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and after a moment he slowly walked towards the onlookers. Seeing Zhuo Yifan's strength, everyone was so shocked that they took a few steps back.
"Anyone who dares to kill my mother, my grandfather or my father again in the future..." Zhuo Yifan stretched out his fist, his eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent: "I know how to kill!..."
Immediately, a gust of wind swept past, rolling up a strong force, and Zhuo Yifan had disappeared.
But at this time, everyone discovered that Zhuo Yifan already had the power of one image and had reached the perfection of body refining?!
In surprise, they went to the latrine and saw two people beaten by Zhuo Yifan with bruises and swollen faces. Their faces were ugly, and their bodies were covered with the disgusting and rancid filth in the barrel...