Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

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  Chapter 10: Refining Meat, Refining Blood, Refining Qi
  Breaking Army Fist.

The name is very famous, but in fact, it is only a little better than "Rang Niu Fist".

If Mangniu Boxing is the foundation for building one's body, then Pojun Boxing is a further military fighting technique.

It can mainly improve attack power, body coordination, etc.

Therefore, after Gao Yan crossed his fists and swung his legs to induce a strong wind, Yin Gao, who possesses "Photographic Memory Level 2", firmly engraved the movements of Pojun Fist in his heart.

Coupled with the powerful effect of "Martial Arts Wizard Level 2" and the intensity of Gao Yan's attack, Yin Zhang was able to defeat the essence of this "Army-Breaking Fist" after just one look.

Next, as long as you develop the muscle memory and understand the true meaning of the boxing, you can practice it to the level of proficiency like the "Rang Niu Fist".

According to Gao Yan's estimation, no matter how talented this junior is, it will still take him a month to reach the master's standards.

After all, it took him three months back then.

"Did you remember it?" Gao Yan stood up with his fist closed.

"Remember it." Yin Lao nodded.

"Fight it once and let me see." Gao Yan nodded and said. With such a talent, it is no big deal to memorize a set of moves. After all, the Pojun Fist boxing technique does not have many changes, let alone complicated.

Without saying a word, Yin Ga immediately spread his fists and began to dance like a tiger.

Horizontal, straight, sweeping, beating.

Among the four changes, Yin Gao performed without any hindrance. Although there was no sense of flowing clouds and flowing water, there was no dullness at all.

Completed a set of moves.

"Have you practiced before?" Gao Yan looked slightly surprised. After all, this boxing method is widely spread among the army. As the young master, it is not difficult for Yin Gao to learn it.

Yin Gao shook his head and thought to himself, is this the same even if he has five points of strength left?
  Gao Yan didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

I suspect this guy is faking it, but I have no proof.

In desperation, Gao Yan had no choice but to say: "That's all, you don't need to come here starting tomorrow. Just practice on your own. After you've finished practicing, go find the master."

Yin Lao nodded: "Yes, senior brother."

……

That night, Yin Ga took advantage of this opportunity and directly announced that Jiuchuan Pavilion would be closed for one day, and summoned all the officers and soldiers of the Military and Horse Division to gather for a meal and drinks.

If it were normal, doing this would lead to impeachment from officials. If the young master holds a private banquet to entertain officials, he will always be criticized.

But this time it was different. Yin Zhang was doing it under the guise of a "class reunion," and no one could criticize him.

At the banquet, there were countless fine wines, colorful dishes, cups and glasses were exchanged amid cheers, and the guests and hosts in the bright hall were enjoying themselves.

Yin Ga planted a seed, and both Jiuchuan Pavilion and himself had a deeper connection with Bingma Division.

Seven days later, the Eight Young Masters of Xinchuan Palace left the garden.

The wind blows and the flowers fall.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Yin Gao's figure seemed to turn into the wind, disturbing the surrounding atmosphere.

It seems to blend into the rain of flowers and become a piece of scattered and swaying osmanthus.

Suddenly, murderous intent appears!
  Don't know where it started.

wow-

The sweet-scented osmanthus rain suddenly turned into powder and fell into dust.

The wind stops and the flowers scatter.

Yin Ga's figure appeared, and he stood up with his fists closed. His whole temperament was different from that of seven days ago, and he was a little more radiant.

He secretly clenched his fists, feeling vaguely strange.

This "Pojun Fist" is not like the previous "Rang Niu Fist", which only exercises the coordination of the body and strengthens the strength, but after finishing the practice, there is always a feeling of blood boiling.

But it doesn't look like there is a surge of internal heat in the meridians. After practicing for the past few days, Yin Ga has mastered this boxing technique and quickly reached a level of proficiency.

According to his guess, if "Rangniu Fist" is a method of refining strength, bones and flesh, this "Pojun Fist" should be a step further, reaching the level of "blood refining".

The feeling of boiling qi and blood in the body should be the reflection of qi and blood being condensed to a certain level.

The martial arts in this world don't seem to be like those novels that Yin Ga read in his previous life. They are broken down into refining skin and flesh, refining bones and refining blood. It's just about refining strength, then refining qi and blood, and then meridians.

Even when Yin Gao watched TV in his previous life, he had never heard of internal energy.

Just simple strength and skill.

"However, after practicing this Pojun Fist, the 'Strength' attribute has increased by 3 points, reaching 15 points. If practicing boxing can improve the 'Strength' attribute, there may be ways to improve other attributes..."

Yin Gao thought to himself.

"Little Lord."

At this time, Xing Ning came over at the right time and handed Yin a towel.

Yin Lao took the towel, wiped the sweat on his body, and said: "There is no need to prepare meals at noon. You can go to Jiuchuan Pavilion to eat. By the way, tell Lao Li that he can arrange some tables of good food and wine for me. Pack it up for me and take it to the Military and Horse Department, I'll wait there."

"Okay, young master, do you want to have visitors?" Xing Ning nodded and asked.

Yin Ga smiled and said: "That's right."

He thought to himself that since yesterday, there was no room for improvement in Pojunquan. It was time for him to find his cheap master to see when he could officially start.

……

When they arrived at the Bingma Division, it was almost noon, and Yin Ga did not find Gu Yue near the front gate.

After thinking for a moment, Yin Gao guessed that the little old man had probably gone for a walk and hadn't come back yet.

He said it was just "walking around", but in the past few days, he learned from the officers and soldiers who were training together that his cheap master actually went to gambling houses and brothels.

The gambling house is a serious gambling house, only gambling.

The brothel is also a serious brothel, with hook bars, flower pavilions and...that kind of thing.

But when the little old man goes to the casino, he doesn't play dice, but chess. When he goes to a brothel, he doesn't go to drink wine, or anything like that, but to listen to ditties.

This kind of life...

Tsk tsk, Yin Gao was jealous, but he didn't say anything.

After arriving at the Bingma Division, Yin Gao went to various yamen and met with several principals and other officials, big and small, to chat with them.

Not long after, Shopkeeper Li of Jiuchuan Pavilion personally brought people and a whole carriage of wine and food to the Military and Horse Department.

"This, this... Eighth Young Master, this is too polite."

Liu Tang, the chief officer of the Bingma Yamen and the Bingma Ling Liu Tang, looked at the tables of wine and food in front of him, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed unconsciously, but his mouth was a little embarrassed.

Everyone who has eaten Jiuchuan Pavilion’s food says it’s good.

The food is not that amazing, in fact, no matter how good it is, it is almost the same. The key is the wine, iced, hot, and room temperature. Jiuchuan Pavilion just makes several tricks out of one wine.

There is also any pure liquor. Master Sichuan has agreed to it after drinking it. I don’t know how the owners behind Jiuchuan Pavilion, the Eighth Young Master and the Third Young Master, made it.

Not to mention novel drinks such as cocktails.

"Yes, Eighth Young Master, we always take advantage of you, and this is not good..."

The chief officer of the inspector's office, Inspector Ling Du Xiu, actually wanted to shirk the situation.

He is a selfless person who sounds good at best, but he is a selfless person at worst. He always clings to those principles.

That’s not to say it’s not good, but it’s not that easy to get in touch with.

Fortunately, Yin Ma was not in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)