Zhou Gan was about to go to Sheshan, and Wang Hu frowned and said, "Sheshan tigers and wolf everywhere, and the terrain is complicated. The last time I was blessed by the gods and Buddhas in heaven, I survived. Don't lose your life because of a medicine. That's not worth it. If you really want to go, I will ask the master's house for a few days to accompany you."

Zhou Gan also knew that what Wang Hu said made sense, but he still made up his mind and thought, "This is the first time the master told me to do things. This is for me. If I can't do it, wouldn't I be too sorry for my master? Brother Wang is loyal, but how can I let Brother Wang take risks with me?"

The thoughts in his heart became more and more firm, but the words were the first to panic in his life, saying, "What Wang Ge'er said is that this matter is really not worth it. Maybe the shopkeeper of the medicine shop will be able to get the leopard tail grass in a few days."

Wang Hu was pleased: "Go Ge'er, you have a good idea. If you take Senior Zhou as your teacher, you have a great future. You don't have to take risks for this small matter. Besides, you can wait until Senior Zhou comes back and tell him the location of the leopard tail grass. Senior Zhou has great magical powers. Isn't it like a nobody's place to enter Sheshan with his ability?"

Zhou Gan Weiwei, just as he was about to speak, Bazi Liu Huhu broke in with a breeze and said to Wang Hu: "How about you, a stinky brat, hurt your hand? Have you cried and complained to your dog brother that I have trained you too hard?"

Wang Hu smiled bitterly: "Master, how dare I, Master? You are not doing this for my own good!"

Bazi Liu smiled and said, "It's good to know. I've complained to our old man back then. As a result, when the bandits were thrusting the millet, we were guarding the caravans. The bandits just rushed in one round, dozens of sabers flashed, and more than a dozen big heads were carried by the bandits. The blood gushed like a spring. I was so scared that my urine was almost out. At that time, I really thanked our old man for practicing us hard and saving my dog's life."

Wang Hu said helplessly: "Entertainment Father, you have said this more than ten times. If you don't believe me, please ask the third brother." Zhou Ganshen nodded in agreement.

"You two little guys know nothing! You can remember it if you say more. This is what the old man said."

"How are you practicing the iron sand palm? How many times have you changed the sand?" Baziliu asked.

"It's been the sixth time."

Ba Ziliu opened Wang Hu's palms, and his palms were rough and powerful, with thick joints and faintly blue-black. Then he said satisfied: "You are practicing well. It's time to pass on our old foundation to you. Follow me to the martial arts training ground. Since you and Xiao Huzi are brothers, there is nothing to be seen. You can learn from the past."

The three of them returned to the martial arts training ground. Ba Ziliu said: "This iron sand palm is the family martial arts of our Ba family. I have given you the moves. You can practice them."

Wang Hu as he said, he stole the horse's stance, vomited lung energy, and flew over his palms. The iron sand palm had eight moves. The moves were cruel. When they moved, they hit the enemy's heart and mouth, and cut them into the ribs. The moves were always in line with the key points. The moves were suppressed by force, and the momentum of killing and killing people naturally arose.

The whole set of moves was used by Wang Hu in a regular and random manner. Although he was defeated by Yinshou with one move, it was because his opponent was already a senior expert in the world thirty years ago. If he dealt with ordinary people, he would be no problem with seven or eight great men with this palm technique. After using one set of moves, sweat had already appeared on Wang Hu's forehead.

Ba Ziliu frowned: "Have you grabbed the ground from beginning to end?"

"When using that black tiger into the stream, it slams down with its palms. Its strength is too strong and it cannot be eaten and it is always difficult to practice." Wang Hu said honestly.

"The essence of this set of iron sand palms is to kill the enemy with one move, so the move is vicious and dangerous. If you are unstable in the lower plate, if others find this flaw and attack you, then you will definitely die! You need to remember!" Baziliu said seriously.

Wang Hu nodded seriously, but Ba Ziliu suddenly opened his bloody mouth and laughed: "But he is always good at practicing! I can't remember all the moves at this time!"

"Look carefully, I will give you the skill of playing iron sand palms. This is the essence of iron sand palms. Look carefully!"

Baziliu walked to a large bluestone in the middle of the martial arts training ground. The bluestone was heavy and thick, the size of a millstone, and was specially used to hone weapons. Blue veins on Baziliu's face, her temples were protruding, and her momentum was like a tiger going down the mountain, and the dragon came out of the stream. He shouted and shouted: "Look at my arm!"

Then he punched the bluestone directly. With a "bang", the bluestone was punched out of the gap as big as a bowl by his fist. The gravel splashed. Ba Ziliu was covering his palm and grinning, "Grandma! It hurts so much!"

"Did you see clearly? Don't expect me to hit it again!" Baziliu said angrily.

"The adoptive father's arm seemed to shrink and swell just now, and his fist was much bigger than usual. It should be that the blood flowed back and then rushed back, so the power of this fist was so great!" Wang Hu thought to himself.

"Yes, I'm worthy of being my godson!" Bazi Liu looked at Zhou Qian with a proud look and said, "Puppy, what do you see?"

"My sixth uncle didn't seem to have punched one but three times," Zhou Qian stared at the gap carefully and said, "The marks of this gap are different. First, there are small holes poked out by four fingers, then the marks of the knuckles bent by four fingers, and finally the marks after the fist."

"Huh? The little guy is stupid and quite smart! Indeed, I hit this move three times in a row, and the power of the fist is so great when the blood is stimulating back and forth. Do you still remember the action before I punched? Bending fingers, shrinking fists, and withdrawing arm are the same as ordinary people on the surface, but in fact they are the key! When I bent my fingers, the five acupoints on the five fingers, Shaoshang, Shangyang, Zhongheng, Guan Chong, and Shaoze, contracting at the same time, and the blood on the fingers quickly flowed back. My fist deliberately swung and pulled back. The two acupoints on the wrist, Yangxi, first swelled up and then contracted, just like creating a steep slope for the blood and energy. The blood and energy flowed backwards, and the action of removing the arm was to turn the blood and energy into the blood and energy.

When you press the upper body, the blood and energy of the upper body are squeezed and surging. When the blood and energy boil, a punch is like a dam breaking a dam, and the blood of the entire body can't wait to squeeze out. At that time, the force of the fist is several times that of normal. When you touch the stone with your fingertips, the blood is pressed back by the stone body, and you take the opportunity to bend your knuckles, just like a dam in the rushing river water. The blood and energy are turbulent, and the power is even more multiplied. Finally, the five acupoints are opened, and the blood and energy are already blown back, roaring. Your action is like putting a hungry tiger out of the cage, and the tiger will eat people when it comes out of the box! The last punch can break the stone into a mountain. If it is not martial arts, how can human power achieve it?"

"This is the essence of the iron sand palm - Cunjin!" Baziliu said seriously.

Ba Ziliu looked at Zhou Gan, suddenly smiled and said, "I will tell you the method of stimulating acupoints first. This is a secret method passed down by my family. Remember to keep it confidential!"

Ba Ziliu passed this set of laws and decisive teachings and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you both in advance. I have been practicing this Cun Jin for five years. The blood and energy reversal is the most dangerous. However, if you don't master it well, it will be disabled at the least, and the blood and energy will explode and die. Practice the acupoints first, and then practice the blood and energy. Only after mastering the two can you try to practice this Cun Jin after you have mastered them.”

Ba Ziliu said something to the two of them, and then went to find someone to drink, leaving Zhou Gan and Wang Hu. They talked for a long time. During this period, Zhou Gan wanted to pass on the breathing method that his master passed to him to Wang Hu, but was rejected by Wang Hu. Wang Hu was also half a person in the world, so he told Zhou Gan many rules. One of them was to strictly prohibit private transmission of martial arts. At the least, it was driven out of the master's sect, and at the worst, it was cleared by the elders. He also refuted Zhou Gan's idea and told Zhou Gan that this was the greatest rebellious in the world, which was comparable to the hatred of killing his wife and taking his son. It also made Zhou Gan secretly glad that he was looking for the eldest brother first. If he was looking for Brother Li, he really didn't know how to face the master.

As the sun sets, Zhou Gan said goodbye to Wang Hu and wanted to go to the surrounding medicine shop to ask if there is any leopard tail grass for sale. Just as Wang Hu was about to return to his room, he saw Ba Ziliu hiding in the shadow of the corner of the wall and smiled, "You kid did a good job in this matter. Who knows if that senior Sword Immortal has held back on this set of breathing skills."

Wang Hu said a little dissatisfied: "Master, you actually eavesdrop on my brother's conversation."

Ba Ziliu shook the bottle of wine in his hand and smiled, "I want to find the old butler to drink, but the old butler accompanied the master to collect the rent. You are honest. The method of internal practice is a secret that is not passed on by various sects in the world, and you are not moved."

"I feel moved," Wang Hu said the truth, "But if I learn this set of martial arts, how the third brother is in front of Senior Zhou, I may have to be punished by that senior. This is not what my brother did."

"Or why do you think I passed the secret technique of family transmission to that little devil? He has a master who is a hundred times stronger than me." Ba Ziliu said meaningfully.

"Why is that?" Wang Hu said in confusion.

"What a person is that Hundred Arm Sword Immortal! Today, the best sword technique in the world, fighting against the Central Plains, the first swordsman in a hundred years, how arrogant and domineering. If he knew that his disciple had learned other people's martial arts, even if he thought it was the most superficial method of using strength, what would he do? Of course, he would give you a palm technique that is ten times more powerful than this. Silly boy, you have luck!" Bazi Liu said proudly.

"This, this - isn't it using others?" Wang Hu was stunned. "You are too cunning! Then I'm sorry Brother Zhou?"

"You kid knows nothing! Your father passed on all his family's foundation to him, you're sorry for your brother," Bazi Liu furiously: "I passed on the martial arts of others to others, just like letting someone dig his own ancestral grave. Even if your own son has to see how you are, you still feel guilty? If Zhou Jianxian is a little bit narrow-minded, I will just be useless to get water from a bamboo basket. After death, I will be whipped to death by the old man with a whip. I'm not for you..."

The next day, Li Sanshan hurried to the Yuanwai Mansion to look for Wang Hu, and asked, "Is Goudan'er here with you?"

Wang Hu shook his head and wondered: "What? The third brother came here yesterday."

"The third brother is gone!"

"What's going on?" Wang Hu asked hurriedly.

Li Er quickly explained the reason. On that day, Li Er suddenly missed the noodles made by Zhou Gan. By the way, he wanted to find out how Zhou Gan learned how to learn one or two tricks by the way. So he went to the noodle stall to find Zhou Gan. However, Zhou Gan didn't sell noodles. Li Er felt something was wrong and went to the temple to find Zhou Gan. As a result, the little novice monk said that he had never met Zhou Donor yesterday morning. Li Er went to several places where Zhou Gan often went to look for Zhou Gan, but he couldn't find it. Then he went to the official's mansion to find Wang Hu.

"Did you go to the third brother's wing room to see it?" Wang Hu frowned.

"I've seen it! The third brother's clothes have disappeared. The third brother wouldn't have been kidnapped by that old man Zhou Xun, right? I just saw that the old man was not like a good person!" Li Er's forehead was filled with sweat.
Chapter completed!