If you have black money, you know that this person will not help asking this...

Sure enough, Feng Zhenwu's next sentence was to ask: "Since this is a basic technique, you should know a lot. Boy, do you know something?"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhenwu's little eyes were so shining that they urged Feng Honglin to say it quickly~ Feng Honglin had to smile bitterly at this...

"I know a little bit, but this is still the same sentence. What I know is just hearsay and is not true. Let's talk about this later. Let's continue to talk about the iron sand palm practiced by the legendary sect. The sect is called Shaolin. This iron sand palm is a basic exercise in Shaolin. Unlike the Wuhai Iron Sand Palm, after practicing, the muscles of the palm will increase and thicken, and the palm will be as solid as a rock after luck. According to legend, this set of palm techniques has been passed down in Shaolin for thousands of years. After this spread, countless factions have been derived..."

"Well, I know a secret recipe for practicing..."

"Seriously, tell me!" Feng Zhenwu's eyes shined. This was a bit of real stuff. So he couldn't help but reach out and grabbed Feng Honglin's wrist...

"Songsongsong, please be gentle, you are really my dear uncle. You just need to practice iron sand palms. If you don't need to practice, you will have two iron pliers, okay?" Feng Honglin screamed~

"Tsk~, it's useless. I just can't stand it with such a slight pinch. Also, what did you say just now? Claws..." Feng Zhenwu's voice became dangerous. This kid would just lift the beam without fighting for three days, right?!

"No, I'm talking about hand, hand..." Feng Honglin knew the current affairs very well and decisively admitted his conscience, "I said uncle, can you continue to listen to this prescription?"

"Isn't you tell me quickly!" Feng Zhenwu rolled his eyes and turned over. He had time to clean up the boy who was lifting the tiles. Now the most important way to get the iron sand palm!

"The same sentence..."

"Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, I know it's not fidelity! Continue!" Feng Zhenwu was a little impatient.

"Didn't I want to remind you to emphasize it again~ OK OK, OK, I said, I'll say now!" Feng Honglin made a begging for mercy, "Here, listen. Actually, the iron sand palm is nothing more than using iron sand and medicine as a supplement for practice. Through specific practice methods, the hard skill on the palm is cultivated. After practicing for a long time, the iron sand palm has the ability to open bricks and crack stones. Cough~, what I want to talk about next is the secret recipe for practicing hand that I know..."

"Add five kilograms of aged wine, ten kilograms of white white and white vinegar, mix and boil, each time, boil for three incense sticks, and until four times, boil over low heat and slightly thicker, pour it into an iron basin and mash it into a paste with a wooden pestle, and add fine iron sand, the amount is equal to the medicinal paste, put it in a pocket cloth, and place it on a solid wooden bench. Every day, it must be light to heavy, from slow to urgent. One hand or both hands, the practitioner will choose it himself. At the beginning, the hands will inevitably appear bruised and swelling, and even peeling and falling off the flesh."

"Of course, this is not the end. After practicing, you must wash it with a secret recipe for washing your hands, in order to disinfect and remove swelling, strengthen the muscles and bones, and then it will be firm inside and outside. After practicing for a hundred days, it can be applied slightly, and after practicing for a year, it will be considered a great achievement! However, this palm should not be used randomly. It is said that this method is great for the hands and skin. If it is minor, it will be injured or severe. It will be destroyed. Therefore, this method is used to protect life. It is the least used randomly when it is absolutely necessary."

"In short, the way of martial arts, or practice this skill, must have the ambition to preserve the national treasures and not be bullied by others. This is the key!" Feng Honglin made his final summary, "By the way, I'll remind you, this prescription..."

"I know, you are not fidelity!" Feng Zhenwu looked impatient, but a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. It seems that this person is moved, because what Feng Honglin said does not sound fake, and it seems that there is room for operation~ Well, why don't you look back and try it...

Feng Zhenwu's little abacus could also be seen, but he ignored it and shrugged. He was an old man. He knew more about these things than him, and he knew them well. He didn't care about them! And he cared more about his purse than this iron sand palm. He was more concerned about his own purse. By the way, the old housekeeper has been there for a while, why didn't he hear the news coming back? It's really annoying~

What? You ask him why he is anxious?!

Dear, don't look at his future profits, he needs to spend real money and silver in the early stage. Real money and silver are all money~, by the way, Feng Honglin first arrived here, he was unfamiliar with the place and had no money in his pocket (dear, you are so embarrassed to say this?! Feng Honglin: Why are you embarrassed? You didn't see the warehouse of the Wuwang Mansion? That's really rich. Compared to others, what can we do?!..., I'm convinced, you really know how to compare with someone~). If this guy is broken, how can he get a small amount of money to marry a wife in the future?! You can't marry a little girl with gold and precious people into the house, and you will suffer with you, right?!

"Report——!"

A long voice came from the outside. This man was really careless. Feng Honglin was just thinking about why the old butler hadn't sent a letter yet, and the letter arrived immediately~

"How was the matter done? Why haven't the old butler come back yet?" Looking at the person who came in to report the news, it was not the old butler, but a personal soldier captain in his mansion. Feng Zhenwu frowned in an unexpected manner and couldn't help asking.

"When I go back to the palace, the old butler hasn't finished his work yet. He is worried that the prince will be anxious, so he ordered the youngest to send some of the accounts back to the palace first." The captain of the personal soldiers held his fist and bowed to Feng Zhenwu and replied. In fact, in addition to this, there are two reasons. Second, it is too terrible to walk around the street with this big box of gold and silver. Although no one in the capital has the courage to rob their Wuwang Mansion, the origin of these things is not so glorious (win by betting). It is also easy to keep talking. Second, if you have too much money, it is also worth it. Always carrying it like this, it is tiring. Isn't it? Let's put some back to the palace and they have the strength to continue moving!

"Okay, let's go and see which accounts the old housekeeper has received~" Feng Zhenwu stretched out his hand, half carrying Feng Honglin and rushed out with great enthusiasm.

"Prince..." At this moment, the captain of the personal soldiers suddenly called Feng Zhenwu.
Chapter completed!