In the yard, Zhang Xuan looked at the practice method of the first picture carefully. The notes next to it were written very clearly. Take a pill of purple fetal pill and take it. The body should be as hot as fire. You need to practice naked in the ice and snow, and use the external cold of ice and snow to harmonize the heat in the body.

But it is April now, where can I find the snow and ice? However, Zhang Xuan has some experience in obeying Wang Bodang's Peiyuan Dan.

Zhang Xuan put down the bluestone scripture, picked up the short iron hammer weighing twenty kilograms under his feet, walked to the well, and took out a purple fetal pill, stared for a moment, and slowly took the purple pill.

In just a moment, Zhang Xuan felt the dantian burning, as if a match was thrown into a gasoline barrel. The burning feeling of flame spread rapidly, burning all over his internal organs and his limbs and bones.

Although Zhang Xuan was mentally prepared enough, the pain of the fire in his body still made him almost scream.

Compared to the fire burning brought by the Purple Fetal Pill, Wang Bodang's foundation-building pill was like a cup of warm water entering his throat. Only the feeling of burning caused by his last three foundation-building pills can be compared with this time.

Zhang Xuan pulled off his shirt and ran towards the well in the corner of the wall with his upper body naked. Only the ice water in the well could reduce the heat in his body. This was also the way he thought of instead of ice and snow.

He took a deep breath, jumped into a ball, curled up, and jumped directly into the ice water. The cold well water quickly sank over his head, and the huge impact force forced him to close his eyes.

He fell rapidly in the water, and all the sounds disappeared. He seemed to fall into an endless dark world, but at this moment, a stream of force suddenly gathered from his muscles and meridians to his arms. Zhang Xuan was ecstatic, and the feeling of being together for a long time came again.

Although it is late spring April, the groundwater in the northern border is still cold and frozen, even colder than the well water in Luoyang in winter.

But it is this cold that extinguishes the flames in Zhang Xuan's body. This is the most important point in Zhang Zhongjian's exercises. It must be trained in a cold environment to truly stimulate the medicinal effect of the purple fetal pill and gather the power scattered everywhere in the body.

The feeling of burning flames turned into a boiling heat flowing like boiling water. The huge heat flowed through all the organs and limbs of his body like boiling water. It was like an electric shock, with an indescribable pleasure, with 36,000 pores, and none of them were unhappy.

He stabilized his body balance in the well water and began to wave the iron hammer. The huge resistance in the water made it particularly difficult for him to swing the iron hammer. Not only did he have to overcome the downward drop of the twenty-pound iron hammer, but he also had to wave it with a knife method, and every muscle in his body was mobilized.

But less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Xuan felt exhausted and exhausted. The iron hammer in his hand seemed to be a heavy mountain, dragging him deep into the bottom of the river.

Zhang Xuan floated up to the surface and changed his breath for the fifth time. At this time, he slowly relaxed and let his body gradually sink into the bottom of the well. The effect of the medicine had disappeared, but it made him feel strange that the power of the scattered inner dantian began to condense little by little.

He was ecstatic. This was the last step of the martial arts. He gathered his strength quietly, and he quietly guided his whole body to condense his arms. The point was that he could not move while lying on the ice. As long as he moved slightly, the power would be dispersed.

Zhang Xuan was lying flat in the fine sand at the bottom of the well in a large shape, dark and silent around him. A stick of incense passed, and his breath was at its limit. The grim smile of the god of death was extremely clear at this time.

The whole body's strength was almost condensed a little bit. He would waste all his previous efforts if he was weak, and as long as he survived, he would break through his limits.

"One, two, three" he counted silently, and the gathered force suddenly poured into his arms and quickly spread to his limbs, as if a small flint exploded violently in his body.

Finally, he felt that he had succeeded. Zhang Xuan used all his strength to jump up and rushed out of the water. In an instant, every pore in his body felt a sense of joy and pleasure, as if an electric current penetrated his whole body, and the extreme fatigue disappeared without a trace in this moment.

Zhang Xuan jumped out of the well and felt a slight tingling pain in the wound on his back shoulder. He twisted his arms gently, his bones and joints slammed, and his whole body seemed to have endless energy. The twenty-pound iron hammer in his hand was obviously much lighter.

But unfortunately, this is just a temporary strength enhancement, and it will recover after a night of sleep. Only after countless times of power gathering can a breakthrough of concentration and make the strength enhancement fixed.

Cheng Yaojin's recruitment of guards was not smooth. He circled the ground at the gate of Longhu Inn, raised a flag with the words "六文" written on it, and placed a table, sitting there alone waiting dryly.

In his imagination, countless martial artists would definitely flock to him, try their best to please him, curry favor with him, and even kneel down to beg him to take him in. He likes this feeling very much, likes the excitement, and prefers others to beg him and please him.

But for the whole day, from morning to evening, there were only two people coming to apply for the recruitment, and they were very arrogant. They offered for a price of one day and did not do a penny at all. It seemed that they had turned around and Cheng Yaojin wanted to ask for others, which made Cheng Yaojin very unhappy.

"Master Cheng, haven't you recruited anyone yet?" The inn shopkeeper Wang walked out of the gate with a smile.

"Oh! Don't mention it, there are only two people coming to apply for the recruitment. The price is so high. It's actually a day of money, and it's more money than me. It's so fucking boring!" Cheng Yaojin said angrily.

"Master Cheng, it's no wonder. Recently, various caravans have been recruiting warriors. People who are a little more martial in Mayi County have been caught in it. Now it's hard to find a general. In the past, it only costs 300 cents a day, but now it's three times more. It costs a day. And I have to compare the stores. If I'm right, those two people didn't agree, right?"

Cheng Yaojin slapped his forehead, "No wonder! I asked these two people to sign a contract, but they refused and said they would consider it again. It turned out that they were comparing the stores, these two people."

Manager Wang smiled and said, "In this case, they will agree immediately unless the price is increased. If Mr. Cheng is really anxious to recruit people, I think it will take at least five days."

"Once five!"

Cheng Yaojin cursed: "Sell me! I'm not worthy of you yet!"

At this time, a person came from afar. When the shopkeeper saw it, he immediately smiled and said, "Master Cheng, business is coming, you have to seize the opportunity!"

Cheng Yaojin also saw it. He was a man with an extremely majestic figure, about twenty-five or six years old, dark skin, nearly seven feet tall, and looked like a half-black tower from a distance. He was half a head taller than Cheng Yaojin, and he was comparable to Zhang Xuan.

The man quickly walked to the table and asked, "Are you recruiting warriors here?" His voice was loud, and Cheng Yaojin's ears buzzed.

Cheng Yaojin immediately sat upright and said solemnly: "That's it!"

"I want to sign up, how much does it cost for you to open?"

Cheng Yaojin clenched his teeth, and after a while, two words came out from his teeth, "Yi Zheng!"

"Just always money?"

The big man frowned, "I know martial arts and speak Turkic. I just wanted to use two caravans to help me with two moves, but I didn't agree."

"Then why do you have to be the same?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Cheng Yaojin turned around and saw Zhang Xuan appearing behind him at some point, with his hands on his chest, with a lazy expression, as if he was interested in this big man.

"Young Master, you seem to be"

Cheng Yaojin felt that Zhang Xuan had changed a little, but he couldn't tell where there was any change. He scratched his head and looked at Zhang Xuan with confusion on his face.

Zhang Xuan ignored him and walked up to the man and said, "Show me!"

The big man looked around and saw two large stone piers used to hold flags. Each stone piers weighed at least 200 kilograms. He walked forward and pulled out the flag. He raised one stone piers with one hand, and then picked up the other stone piers with his left hand, effortlessly.

He danced the two stone stubbies a few times and asked loudly: "Will this strength be OK?"

Manager Wang next to him was shocked, "My mother, this is the overlord holding the tripod!"

Zhang Xuan nodded secretly. These two stone piers weighed 400 kilograms. If they were replaced with weapons, this man could use at least 100 kilograms of weapons. He was a talented general.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't hold back his face. He stood up and glared at the big man and said, "I am recruiting martial artists. How can I do it with just one strength? Do you know martial arts?"

The big man put down the stone pier and smiled, "I've learned it for a few days, why don't you try it with a jealous face?"

Cheng Yaojin was furious. His face had fetal spots, black and purple. Since childhood, everyone said that he opened a sauce shop, so he tried hard to tan himself, and he could not see fetal spots. Unexpectedly, he had eaten well these two days and had a good rest. His skin was white. The fetal spots appeared on his face again, and he was actually exposed by this big man's words.

Cheng Yaojin jumped up like someone was stepped on his tail, swung the axe beside him, and shouted: "I will fulfill you!"

The man stepped back and pulled out a single whip from his back, "Come on! Come on! Come on! I will teach you two tricks of this jealous face."

Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he rushed up and slashed with an axe like a strong wind, roaring, "Splitting the head!"

Zhang Xuan saw that the man was deliberately angering Cheng Yaojin. He seemed rude but quite shrewd, so he was a little interested.

The big man did not take it and took two steps back. He was extremely agile and made Cheng Yaojin slash the air with an axe. Cheng Yaojin kept stabbing it, and then stabbed it hard with the axe, "Catch the ghost teeth!"

The axe came fiercely and stabbed the big man in front of the chest. The big man praised, "Not bad!"

But he still didn't block it, and dodged the second axe on his side, and then avoided the second axe of Cheng Yaojin. Cheng Yaojin was waiting for him, and the big axe swept along with the flow, "clear your ears!"

The big axe slashed towards the man's left shoulder with the sound of wind, and the speed was extremely fast. If it hit him, one of the man's arms would be gone. "Boy, be careful of his arm!" Cheng Yaojin felt a little embarrassed.

The big man laughed, "Thank you!"

He used a single whip and changed direction of the axe blade. He slashed the air with an axe. Cheng Yaojin became even more angry and another axe was coming towards him, "Splitting the head!"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help laughing. It was indeed Cheng Yaojin's three tricks. He had already seen that the Han Dynasty had a strong martial arts skills, but he didn't want to sweep Cheng Yaojin's face, so he gave in to him everywhere.

"alright!"

Zhang Xuan called them to stop. Cheng Yaojin knew in his heart that this great man's martial arts skills were much better than his. He was convinced, but he refused to admit defeat, "Okay! I will spare you today."

The big man took the whip and stepped forward to salute Zhang Xuan, "Young Master Zhang, my martial arts are okay!"

Zhang Xuan was surprised, "Do you know me?"

The big man found that he had let go of his words, and his face turned red. After a while, he whined: "Young Master Zhang is so famous, no one in the city knows it. I admire Mr. Zhang's righteous deeds and came to join him."

Zhang Xuan looked at him deeply and asked again: "What's your name?"

"My surname is Yuchi, my single name is Gong, and my courtesy name is Jingde."
Chapter completed!