One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

Monroe is called a fish, but it is actually a kind of grass. It grows in the Mengshui River and is an extremely expensive medicinal material.

Coming out of Guiku Gorge between the cliffs in the north of Wuyuan Mountain, the teenager found the place where he hid his clothes, took the clothes, and then ran down the river bank.

The village where the boy lives is called Hanjia Village, which is on the bank of Mengshui River in the southwest of Wuyuan Mountain.There are more than [-] households in the village, which is one of the few large villages around. For generations, they have made a living by fishing and hunting.

The young man has excellent leg strength. When he arrived at the village, the sky was only dim and dark, and the village only faintly revealed some lights.

"Brother Shang, did you find the Munro fish today?"

The fishermen who returned from fishing saw the young man with envious eyes in their eyes. It is no secret that this young man named Zhang Yang was able to find the almost extinct mullet in the Mengshui River. Wu, who is so powerful that everyone is afraid of him, so no one thinks anything wrong.

"It's so easy to catch there."

Zhang Yang had something in his heart, but he didn't ignore the villagers. He replied, and walked quickly towards the two courtyards in the northwest of the village.

"Uncle Husheng, I'm back!" With Zhang Yang's voice, a dark-skinned middle-aged man walked out of the yard next to him.

"Xiao Shang, why is it so late today?" The middle-aged man's name is Han Husheng, who is Zhang Yang's neighbor.

Zhang Yang lost his parents when he was a child, and he survived thanks to the help of Han Husheng.And this Han Husheng is also a man of hardship. He came and went in the wind, worked hard to fish, earned a family business, married a wife and had children.But within a few years, his wife died, leaving behind a daughter, Han Shuniang.It's just that the poor are poor, and Han Shuniang suffered from a blood disease at the age of fifteen, and died of weak blood.Han Husheng wasted his whole life, and he was left alone and only complained about the impermanence of the world.

"I went to Guiku Gorge today." Zhang Yang grabbed his back pocket and showed it to Han Husheng, "It's just that this monro fish was almost killed by me, and it will be difficult to catch it in the future."

"That's fine, the Guiku Gorge is too dangerous." Han Husheng and Zhang Yang walked into the courtyard together with a worried expression on their faces, "A few days ago, I heard that someone was accidentally rushed into the Guiku Gorge upstream and was hit by rocks. Smashed into meat sauce!"

The two entered the door, Zhang Yang put the snakeskin pocket aside, looked at the food on the table, and did not wash his hands, grabbed the steamed buns and ate them, obviously starving.

"Uncle Husheng, tomorrow I'll go to Wuyuan Mountain and get some medicinal herbs." Zhang Yang muttered while eating, "Help me find someone to sell these three-tailed Munro."

"There are many insects on the mountain. A few days ago, some people saw tigers. You have to be careful, Xiaoshang." Han Husheng knew that Zhang Yang had practiced martial arts. Although he was worried, he didn't stop him. He just warned him carefully.

"Those tigers, it's good that I can't touch them. I just happened to kill them to get a winter robe for Uncle Husheng!" Zhang Yang took a few bites and finished eating, "Uncle Husheng, I'll go back and make medicine."

Returning to his yard, Zhang Yang tidied up a little, lit the oil lamp, and took out two bound books from under the pillow. With the light on, he saw one with the book "Cracked Stele Hand" and the other with the book "Miscellaneous Views in Medicine Collection". .

"Six years of hard training in martial arts, and finally reached the fifth floor of the cracking tablet hand, and reached the realm of martial arts training."

Zhang Yang stretched out his arm, and as soon as he exerted force, the meridians and tendons burst out from the arm, connecting the muscles of the whole body.

"Usually these meridians and tendons are hidden in the muscles, connecting the muscles and attaching to the bones, and they are of no use, but when the muscles are cultivated to the extreme and reach the peak of cohesion, these meridians and tendons will appear. It's like hammering an iron tool, refining it into steel, and in the end, through the meridians and tendons of the whole body, the strength of the whole body is connected into a line, forming strength!"

Zhang Yang seemed to sigh, but also seemed to regret, "This stele cracker is only a second-rate martial arts, and the exercises are very common, and there is no unique training method. You can only follow the steps, step by step, little by little, or else my The training speed will be faster.”

After opening the Cracked Monument Handbook, Zhang Yang leaned against the light to carefully read the sixth-layer Cultivation Technique of Cracked Monument Hand, and realized the cultivation methods and martial arts moves described in it, and felt secretly in his heart.

"This tablet cracker is a second-rate martial arts, that's because its cultivation is extremely hard. Although the power of its moves is not inferior to first-class martial arts, there is no surprising way to cultivate the body, and the promotion of the martial arts realm is extremely limited, and only Seventh floor, even if the strength training is perfect, it is only the pinnacle of muscle training, and there is no description of how to forge bones, so it is classified into second-rate martial arts. However, my father was just a guard at the beginning, and it is already a matter of being able to obtain second-rate martial arts. Great luck." Zhang Yang collected his mind, picked up the medicine store, took off his clothes, and went into the medicine barrel that was just prepared.

This stele cracking book is Zhang Yang's family martial arts, and it was left by Zhang Yang's father, Han Chengyi.

Zhang Yang and his son were not originally from Hanjia Village, but moved here more than ten years ago.Because they are all people with the surname Han, Han Chengyi also served as a large clan guard in Youzhou City. Although the stele cracker is a second-rate martial arts, he has trained it to the seventh level, and he is only one step away from becoming a master in the realm of forging bones. The small country place is already a very important person, so life is also stable.

Chapter 782

However, the only son of the widower, he was helped by Han Husheng's family in life, and because of his publicity, Shu Niang was about the same age, so he married a baby.However, Han Chengyi passed away due to a hidden illness in his early years, and Shu Niang died again, and the marriage was abandoned, but Han Husheng and Zhang Yang became more and more close, and only regarded him as his son.

"Chichi!"

As soon as he entered the medicine bucket, Zhang Yang couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

Cracking the tablet hand is a fierce martial art, and every move and every style must be repeatedly tempered, and the cultivation method is also the most common. It is very difficult to reach the realm of practicing tendons, and I am afraid that it will take more than fifteen years of hard work.

Zhang Yang is good at water and whimsical. He practices boxing in the water and oppresses the human body.Although the effect is wonderful, but the risk is also great.

Thousands of kilograms of weight are oppressed all the time, and even masters who have successfully practiced tendons dare not support them.Zhang Yang had just gathered his strength, and then gave up his life to cultivate at the bottom of the river, which was of course extremely dangerous.Under the heavy pressure, the muscles, bones, and even the internal organs of the whole body were damaged. It was all through self-taught medical skills, and the daily conditioning was not damaged to the root, but it also left many hidden diseases.

"Although most of the medicinal herbs for conditioning are picked by me, there are still a lot of them that have to be purchased at a high price. Now the monro fish are still caught by me, so I have to find other ways to get some money!"

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yang got up early, said goodbye to Han Husheng, and carried the medicine basket into Wuyuan Mountain.

There are dozens of mountain peaks, large and small, and the forests are dense. I don't know how many creatures have been bred.As soon as Zhang Yang entered Wuyuan Mountain, he did not stop at those low peaks, but went straight to the highest peak of Wuyuan Mountain.

Wuyuan Mountain is not a famous mountain, nor is it very steep. Most of the peaks are flat or even ridge-shaped. Therefore, there are many hunters who enter the mountain to collect herbs and hunt.

Although Lingshan Daze is full of medicinal herbs, Zhang Yang is determined to pick some rare medicinal herbs from the previous year. Therefore, he must go to those inaccessible places.

The highest peak of Wuyuan Mountain is close to the Mengshui River, close to the Guiku Gorge, and a side stream cuts across it.The highest peak, which is called Jietian Peak by the nearby mountain people, is divided into two, which is said to be done by immortals.

The mountain road is steep all the way, and Zhang Yang is now a successful martial artist. He has reached the realm of practicing tendons. His whole body is condensed into strength. He grabs rocks and steps on vines, like a monkey. Right in front of Zhang Yang.

After taking a breath, he was about to reach Jietian Peak in one breath, when Zhang Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.

In the mountains and old forests, insects, beasts, birds and birds, this is the time when they are looking for food, but now it is silent here, as if a rainstorm is about to come.

"Good guy, did it really make me catch up with good luck?" Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong, instead of being surprised, he found a tall old tree and climbed up, standing on the top of the tree canopy, and checked carefully.

I saw the surrounding birds are fleeing frantically, and about two miles away, a hanging white tiger is roaring towards Zhang Yang.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'm good at practicing sinew now, and I'm just trying to get some money!" Zhang Yang was overjoyed and called three "good" words in a row, jumped off the tree, took off his coat, and mixed it with medicine Put the basket in a safe place, calm down, and wait for the tiger to appear.

Fierce tigers eat people, and they can smell human flesh from a few miles away. They don't care about the daily food around them, and they come straight to Zhang Yang. Clouds cover the top, strong winds follow, two miles away, and they arrive in an instant.As soon as he appeared, he acted like a vicious tiger, pressing down on him.

"Good come!"

Zhang Yang shouted loudly, lowered his head, dodged the tiger claws, and then stood up abruptly.

The Monument-Holding Pose requires a lot of strength, and it requires the realm of tendon training. The strength of the whole body is condensed into one, forming a huge force of hundreds of pounds. Now, of course, Zhang Yang has to try this power!

Hanging White Tiger couldn't take advantage of it in the air, and he was about to rush towards Zhang Yang's head, but Zhang Yang's two arms suddenly stretched out and grabbed Hanging White Tiger's waist fiercely.