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The news of Shopkeeper Wang's death spread quickly.

Li Ping'an has heard several waves of people talking on the street. First, Shilixiang is quite famous in the capital, and second, the case was too rough.

The owner of the Qi Mansion is Weiyuan Hou, an upstart in the military affairs. He has made great achievements in the southern and northern campaigns. He is worshiped as a general and admiral of the capital camp. He is highly trusted and used by your majesty.

There are many experts in the house, and the defense is tight. Even if shopkeeper Wang is given wings, he cannot steal the treasure.

However, it doesn’t matter whether he stole it or not. Anyway, the government officials found the stolen goods from the liquor store, and there is irrefutable evidence!

Some people say that the chief steward is interested in the secret recipe for wine making, and if he fails to forcefully buy it, it will be a frame-up.

Some people also say that the young master of the Hou family wanted to make money, so he ordered the butler to go to the market to find a business that was sure to make a profit, but shopkeeper Wang was unlucky enough to be chosen.

"I originally wanted to make a lot of money easily by relying on my knowledge of chemistry from my previous life, making soap, distilling wine, and burning glass, and then spend money to gain merit. As expected, this path didn't work."

There is no so-called law or human rights in Daqian. If Li Ping'an discovers any secret recipe, the big shot can take it away with just one sentence. If he doesn't give it to him, he will die.

Even if he was given the secret recipe, he would probably die!

Big people will not feel pity for ants, just like ants who amuse children by moving, they will inevitably get peed on them.

"Stay away from fame and fortune, and you will stay away from danger!"

Shopkeeper Wang's tragic experience made Li Ping'an more serious about learning martial arts. If one day suddenly there were stolen goods in his house, he couldn't just take advantage of them.

When ordinary people enter the yamen, what they are waiting for is not justice, but torture!

After eating and drinking quickly, I took out some scraps of silver to pay the bill.

The shopkeeper weighed it carefully with a spoon, cut off two cents of silver, and returned the rest with a bow.

"The messenger comes often."

Li Ping'an agreed casually, left the restaurant, walked through the streets and alleys, and walked non-stop to the door of the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall.

There is a gold plaque, a red painted door, and two guards on the left and right standing with swords in their hands.

This is the only martial arts hall in Yongxingfang. The current owner of the hall, Golden Sword Master Chen Yan, is highly skilled in martial arts and upright, and is highly praised by the public.

Li Ping'an stepped forward and said: "Yongxingfang undertaker, Li Ping'an, comes to learn martial arts."

"follow me."

The guard on the left opened the door and led the way. Li Ping'an followed to the training ground in the front yard and saw twenty or thirty men practicing strength with their bare backs.

Boxing, standing, lifting stone locks, dancing with sword...

Men are not afraid of the severe cold in winter, and the heat in their bodies evaporates, forming a mist visible to the naked eye.

In the corner of the training ground, a majestic man eight feet tall with a golden sword was sitting on the Taishi chair, trimming his nails with a gold-backed sword weighing several dozen kilograms.

The guard stepped forward and bowed and said, "Senior Brother Luo, this man is here to learn martial arts."

"Too old."

Senior Brother Luo's eyebrows were as bright as lightning as he looked Li Ping'an up and down: "The breath is unstable, the muscles are loose, he is too old, the muscles and bones are fixed, and the martial arts qualifications are inferior. It is difficult to achieve success in martial arts!"

"You don't need to be great, just keep fit."

Li Ping'an doesn't care about qualifications. If you practice for one year, you won't achieve ten years, and if you don't practice for ten years, you will achieve a hundred years of practice.

After practicing for a thousand years, a pig can become a monster. Li Ping'an doesn't believe that he is stupider than a pig.

"The ugly thing is ahead. If he can't practice, he won't refund the money. Take him to choose the exercises. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me."

Senior Brother Luo doesn't like to deal with officials, but he won't deliberately make things difficult.

The officials were afraid of the master's reputation as the Golden Swordsman and would not dare to say anything to his face. Instead, they would do harm behind the scenes, such as making the handyman who collects the gold juice lazy, and soon the martial arts hall would be filled with stench.

The guard took Li Ping'an to the main room in the backyard, where sat an old man with a goatee, a pale face and gray hair.

"Uncle, the new apprentice is here to buy exercises."

"Choose for yourself, two or two."

The old man pointed to the bookshelf, which was filled with blue books, at least three to four hundred.

Li Ping'an stepped forward to check them one by one and found that the books in each grid of the bookshelf were the same. From this, he deduced that there were about twenty kinds of exercises.

"Iron cloth shirt, iron head skill, eagle claw skill, arm-through fist, kick kick..."

Looking at the introduction of the exercises one by one, I found that the exercises are just as the name suggests. They strengthen the muscles and bones in the corresponding parts of the body. When completed, they have the power to crack monuments and crack stones.

Li Ping'an asked: "Senior, do you have any exercises to strengthen the muscles and bones of the whole body?"

"Of course."

The old man nodded slightly: "After getting started in physical training, you will formally become a disciple and become a disciple of the Golden Blade Sect. You will be able to learn more advanced techniques and enter the realm of bone tempering in the future. The sect also has internal strengthening methods for internal organs."

Li Ping'an frowned slightly: "Is there no other way?"

Becoming a master in this era is not easy. Being a master for one day and a father for the rest of your life is equivalent to recognizing a father.

When the master has something to do, the disciple will do his duty. If he dares to disobey, he will be beaten to death on the spot without breaking the law.

The relationship between heaven and earth, master and master, is not only an ethical relationship, it is also written into the law, and the crime of disobedience ranks among the most heinous crimes.

“There is no such thing as free steamed buns in the world!”

The old man saw that Li Ping'an was unwilling to become a disciple, so his words changed to a somewhat joking tone.

"But it's not absolute. If you can master all the martial arts such as Iron Head Kung Fu, Iron Clothes Shirt, Arm Fist, Eagle Claw Kung Fu, etc., then your limbs and bones will be far superior to those of ordinary people, and the effect will be comparable to the supreme skill of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu. !”

The guard next to him couldn't help but sneered when he heard this.

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Therefore, people in the world are obsessed with magical powers and magical methods, in order to increase their strength and realm as quickly as possible in their limited life.

Relying on third-rate skills to become indestructible is just an unrealistic conjecture.

Li Pingan suppressed the surprise in his heart, thought for a moment, and took a blue booklet from the bookshelf.

Iron leg skills.

"Others practice martial arts to gain fame and fortune, but I just want to survive, so I practice my legs first, and run away when danger comes!"

The first thing Li Pingan thought was that as long as I ran fast, danger would not be able to catch up with me.

The second thing is, as long as I run faster than others, I can survive!

I spent two taels of silver to buy the exercises, and I also bought body-building ointments at the martial arts studio to nourish and protect the bones and muscles. Otherwise, people will be exhausted from training and die.

The formula of the ointment is a secret of the martial arts school, and the apprentices are sold to prepare the pills.

One tael of silver and a black pill the size of a walnut. Dissolve it with hot water before practicing. Apply according to the instructions of the technique. You need to consume one pill every time you practice martial arts.

This is the real difficulty in practicing martial arts!

There is no shortage of martial arts in the martial arts world. It only costs two taels of silver per roll to get started, and ordinary people can afford it even with gritted teeth. Even the story in the storybook about falling off a cliff and picking up the secret book of magical skills actually happened in reality.

However, the cost of subsequent training makes it prohibitive for ordinary people.

The decoction used for martial arts training every year costs at least two to three hundred taels, which makes ordinary small landowners very poor.

This is the first level of body training, followed by bone tempering and organ refining. The required medicinal materials are even more precious and expensive, and it is difficult for non-big families to provide for them.

"No wonder the poor are rich in culture and military. Even if they have some assets at home and have enough food and drink, they can't help but spend so much."

Li Pingan discovered that martial arts practice is a bottomless pit, but he has to fall into it for safety.