"Master, where did you buy this snowy rice? Are there any seeds?"
Niu Xiaosheng's heart was moved. If he could plant some in the space, he wouldn't have to worry about eating anymore. Even the two loaches hidden in the lake could be brought back into the space. After all, they had been left outside. After a long time, they would eventually
Not very safe.
"Haha, isn't the rice you eat just seeds? But even if there are seeds, you can't plant them alive. This kind of rice needs to be watered by spiritual rain. Spiritual soil cultivation is a specialty of the Taoist sect. Only Lingbaozhai in each county can do this.
It is for sale, but Lingbaozhai’s annual spiritual rice has been pre-ordered by major families, so you can’t buy it even if you go to the county government without connections.”
At this point, Chen Pan changed his voice and said, "Your master has a share of two stones of spiritual rice every month. Although it is not much, it is enough for us, so there is no need to worry."
"Master, can you give me some seeds? Just a little bit will be enough."
Chen Pan stared at Niu Xiaosheng for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, but I advise you not to waste your efforts. Growing spiritual rice is not that simple, otherwise it will not be monopolized by the Taoist sect."
The two of them walked deep into the martial arts academy, then came to a mountain forest and walked up the long bluestone stairs.
Not long after, Niu Xiaosheng heard a series of neat shouts coming from above. Every time he shouted, the bluestone steps under his feet seemed to shake slightly.
In the open space halfway up the mountain, a group of boys and girls wearing white uniforms were practicing boxing. Every time they punched, they would shout loudly, and the sound would surge into the sky.
Obviously, these young people are the old students of the martial arts academy who have entered the stage of skin training. But why did the master bring him here?
Just when Niu Xiaosheng was confused, Chen Pan was already walking towards a teacher not far away who was also wearing Tsing Yi.
"Teacher Chen!"
"Jiaoxi Huang!"
The two teachers hugged each other and said hello.
"Professor Huang, I would like to borrow a student who is new to leather training from you and let him practice with my disciple."
Chen Pan directly explained his intention.
"Um?"
Instructor surnamed Huang looked at Niu Xiaosheng in surprise, but reminded him: "Instructor Chen, you are still a new student, and you will have to suffer if you do this."
"It's okay, let him see the gap between himself and Laosheng."
"Okay, Chen Ming, come here!"
In the crowd, a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old walked over.
This man is shorter than other teenagers, has a wheatish complexion, and bright eyes. He is not handsome, but his sharp features give people a feeling that he is not easy to get along with.
"Teach!"
Chen Ming clasped his fists and shouted.
"Well, let's practice with this new student."
After hearing this, Chen Ming turned to look at Niu Xiaosheng, who was a head shorter than himself not far away.
The next moment, he moved and rushed in front of Niu Xiaosheng in a few steps. Without hesitation, he punched out and hit his lower abdomen. His body was bent like a shrimp, and his feet flew away from the ground.
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The severe pain coming from his stomach made Niu Xiaosheng's face distorted. He felt as if his lower abdomen had split open and his intestines and stomach were broken. This guy didn't even follow martial ethics and launched a sneak attack!
Bang!
Niu Xiaosheng bumped into a tree, the trunk shook slightly and a few fallen leaves fell down.
After punching him, Chen Ming turned around and prepared to leave, as if he had done something trivial.
Confident and elegant, a real man never looks back to see the results. How powerful his fists are. He knows very well that if an ordinary person is hit by a punch, his stomach will be damaged and it will be difficult to get up again.
At this moment, Niu Xiaosheng, who was leaning on the tree trunk, put his hands on the ground, kicked his feet and jumped up suddenly. His body was as agile as an ape and rushed towards Chen Ming. He was about to fight back.
Chen Ming frowned and showed a strange expression. Although he didn't use the force of the punch just now, his strength was not false at all. Unexpectedly, the opponent not only survived, but also fought back.
But even so, Chen Ming still didn't take the child seriously. After all, he was also a warrior who had started to train his skin. Even if he stood there motionless, a child couldn't break his defense.
Niu Xiaosheng didn't think too much at this time. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to fight back.
With all his strength, Niu Xiaosheng was extremely fast. The muscles of his feet instinctively vibrated according to the force exerted by the third style of the Ape Demon Jumping. In just a blink of an eye, he came to Chen Ming and stepped forward.
The ground, Li Li rose from the ground, twisted his waist and waved his fist.
"Bang!"
The fist carried the rhythm of the second form of the Ape Demon Offering Peach, and struck hard at Chen Ming's crotch.
Chen Ming's expression changed drastically. He quickly turned sideways to avoid the fist that destroyed his son and his grandson, and said angrily: "Boy, you've angered me!"
His low voice sounded in Niu Xiaosheng's ears like muffled thunder. At the same time, he used the force of his left hand to wave, bringing out a strong strong wind, which hit Niu Xiaosheng's head.
Even Niu Xiaosheng, if he was slapped by him, his brain would probably be shattered.
Huang Jiaoxi on the side saw this and was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Chen Pan, "Don't worry, my disciple is not that weak."
At this critical moment of life and death, Niu Xiaosheng felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He was highly concentrated and his sensitivity was greatly increased.
While Chen Ming was waving his palms, the sixty-four power-generating techniques of the Ape Demon Yue Stream passed through his mind like an enlightenment.
Almost at the same time, Niu Xiaosheng's body adjusted his position first, avoiding Chen Ming's violent palm, and punched his relatively weak side.
Niu Xiaosheng's punch was 120% powerful.
"Bang!" There was a sound, like a drum, and the sound was loud. Even Niu Xiaosheng felt that his fists were numb from the shock of the opponent's hard muscles, while Chen Ming staggered and took several big steps back.
His expression was slightly stiff, and a heartbreaking pain came from his side. Although he had begun to practice skin training, the training time was not long. As long as the force of the blow reached a certain level, it would be able to break the limit of the skin's endurance.
"Boy, die!"
This time, Chen Ming lost his mind and suddenly stepped forward, clasping his hands towards Niu Xiaosheng, intending to hug him.
Niu Xiaosheng quickly used the third movement technique of the Ape Demon and avoided Chen Ming's embrace like a loach.
It's just that Chen Ming's reaction is not slow. With his full strength, even if Niu Xiaosheng has a keen sense of six and can discern opportunities, the gap in physical fitness cannot be completely made up.
Chen Ming arrived first, reached out with his left hand, and suddenly grabbed Niu Xiaosheng's shoulder. His five fingers were like hooks, and he pinched his bones as if they were about to crack.
"Okay, that's it!"
At this moment, Chen Pan spoke.
When Niu Xiaosheng and Chen Ming heard the sound, they found that Chen Pan was already standing beside them, and Chen Ming's fist that was originally aimed at Niu Xiaosheng's vest was gently pinched by the other party with two fingers.