"The foundation of the Divine Weapon Technique is not to refine the body, but to stimulate the spiritual aperture at the tail of the spine through the thirteen fixed movements of guò......"

Lin Jiaoxi sat on the chair and shook his head to explain the essentials of the Divine Technique.

He was very old, and the most impressive thing was his half-foot-long white beard. It gives people an extremely old feeling.

In fact, looking at his face, he is just a middle-aged man.

Dozens of teenagers sitting below, or sitting there with their heads bowed to sleep, or chatting with each other, or in a daze, and so on.

The only one who listened carefully was Gao Zhengyang, who was sitting at the front.

The Divine Weapon is the simplest and most widely spread martial art of the human race. For all teenagers, this is something they will be from a young age.

At this time, naturally there will be no interest in listening to it again.

Gao Zhengyang is different, he doesn't have many memories of inheriting his body. Although I remember some martial arts cultivation methods, they are all incomplete. Naturally, he didn't dare to try.

If someone is willing to systematically explain the magic weapon in detail, of course he must listen carefully.

Whitebeard Lin has taught and taught magic techniques all his life, and he has already memorized it backwards.

He didn't open his eyes, and he took a thin wooden stick and pointed it back casually, and pointed it on the humanoid pattern on the wall behind him, and the position was correct.

"If you see it, it's this spiritual aperture in the lower abdomen, which is the easiest to sense the vitality of heaven and earth. The best thing about the magic trick is that it can open up the spiritual aperture from the outside in. No matter how stupid a person is, as long as he earnestly practices the Divine Weapon Technique for ten years, he will be able to become a spiritual apertoire and sense the vitality of the Divine Weapon. ”

"I don't believe it!" said a bold young man, "A person like Gao Fool can't get through the spiritual trick after practicing for a lifetime. ”

Lin Jiaoxi opened his eyes and looked at the young man who was talking, "Who made you speak?"

Although the young man was bold, he was glanced at by his cold gaze, and he didn't dare to say more.

The other teenagers were also startled and did not dare to speak again.

Lin Jiaoxi snorted coldly and said: "Don't underestimate the magic technique, this martial art is from shallow to deep, from the outside to the inside, it is the most neutral, and it is really the first-class martial arts in the world." The one who founded this martial art was the True Martial Saint Emperor. In this way, everyone in the human race can practice martial arts and gradually become stronger. ”

Teenagers have heard a lot of this kind of talk since they were young, and they don't care much. Limited by their knowledge and experience, it is also difficult for them to understand the meaning.

Most of the teenagers didn't know how to fake, and their faces showed disapproval. It's just that no one dares to refute it.

Gao Zhengyang listened very seriously, if Lin Jiaoxi didn't tell a lie, this magic weapon technique would have been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

Not to mention its historical significance, but it can be passed down and tested by time, which proves that this martial art is extraordinary.

"After continuous revisions and additions by the powerful people of our mountain country, the magic weapon recipe has tended to be perfected......

Lin Jiaoxi explained for a while, noticed Gao Zhengyang, and was quite satisfied with his attitude. nodded and said, "If you can be as serious as him, you will become a real martial artist sooner or later!"

The young man who spoke just now couldn't help but whisper: "He's a high fool." ”

When the other teenagers heard this, they burst into laughter.

Lin Jiaoxi couldn't hold his face a little, and his face suddenly became gloomy. shouted: "This is the martial arts hall, not a place for you to play." ”

Lin Jiaoxi raised his voice and said: "Come on, drag this kid out and give him five whips to have a long memory." ”

The two veterans sitting at the door strode in, grinned and grabbed the talking young man, and dragged him out.

At the door, he stripped him of his clothes and whipped him five times with a leather whip.

The lecture hall is actually a thatched house, with windows open on all sides, and it can be said that it is a pavilion.

All the teenagers saw it very clearly, and as soon as the whip went down, the skin of the teenager would open on his back.

His screams were even sharper and piercing.

By the time the five lashes were finished, the boy was already convulsing all over, lying on the ground softly, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

All the young men turned pale and lost their voices in shock. The hut was unusually quiet.

Lin Jiaoxi touched his white beard and sneered silently. There is no need for some drastic means, this group of teenagers does not know that military law is ruthless, and it is not child's play.

"You've all learned the magic of the gods, but a few of you really understand the meaning. When I sat here, I put my ears up and listened carefully. I'm not here to fool you up. ”

Lin Jiaoxi established his majesty, and until the end of class, the teenagers were very well-behaved and honest.

He not only explained the magic techniques, but also explained the cultivation path of mages and sorcerers. Finally, he even commented on the general trend of countries on the mainland.

Lin Jiaoxi chattered all afternoon, and did not leave class until it was dark.

The boys were drowsy and afraid to sleep, and spent an extremely painful afternoon.

Gao Zhengyang listened to it with relish and gained a lot.

In this world, high-level martial artists have the power to open mountains and split the earth. A powerful warrior is enough to determine the fate of a country.

Equally powerful, there are mages and sorcerers. Mages believe in ancestors, gods, and gain great power from their faith.

Sorcererers, who rely on the art of runes to gain power.

Powerful demon beasts, and some high-level barbarians, are born with runes on their body bones and have magical powers.

In the beginning, warlocks imitated these runes, gradually deciphering their mysteries and gaining power. Eventually, a vast system of warlocks was formed.

Lin Jiaoxi's lectures are not exciting, but they are systematic and comprehensive.

It's just that this kind of condescending and commanding the overall situation is better than most people in the Iron Forest Department.

And this, maybe Lin Jiaoxi himself didn't realize it.

For Gao Zhengyang, it was like seeing the sun through the clouds, and he suddenly became brighter.

Of course, limited by ability, Lin Jiaoxi's lectures are all general.

Whether it's a sorcerer or a mage, he doesn't know why. Even the simplest martial arts, he couldn't say clearly.

Gao Zhengyang was not disappointed, he felt that this was normal.

Even in the era of knowledge explosion in previous lives, how many people could explain the theory of relativity clearly?

If any one person can explain the high-end power very clearly, then this kind of power is not worthy of awe.

Dinner in the barracks was rudimentary, with steamed wheat cakes and wild vegetable soup.

In the veteran's bowl, there is a square piece of fatty meat.

The recruits drooled when they saw it, and a bold young man went to ask the guy who cooked, but was rudely scolded back by the other party.

Several teenagers looked at Gao Zhengyang's wheat cakes, and their eyes lit up. It's just that in front of the public, no one dares to rob it.

For the teenagers, wheat cakes are really not anti-hunger. I could only guard the cauldron of boiling soup, bowl after bowl, and drank a full water.

Gao Zhengyang didn't eat enough, but he wasn't interested in drinking soup either. While everyone was still drinking the soup, he got up and left.

The Iron Blood's barracks were rudimentary, and the wooden fence on the perimeter was not high. Gao Zhengyang found a corner where no one was around, and flipped over very lightly.

After dinner, it was the most relaxing time in the barracks.

With the loose military discipline of the Iron Army, no one will pay attention to his whereabouts. Even if someone notices, there's nothing wrong with that.

For those who pay attention to him must have his purpose. Everyone knows that they don't shout.

Gao Zhengyang quietly returned to the old mangtou's house, he didn't knock on the door, and went directly over the wall.

The old man was sitting in the courtyard when he saw a black shadow jumping in, and he stood up in fright, and opened his mouth to scream.

"It's me. Gao Zhengyang said helplessly: "You old man, don't be as timid as a little girl!"

The old man also knew that his reaction was a little excessive, and he said curtly: "It's so dark, you have changed again, of course you can't recognize it." ”

Gao Zhengyang shaved his head, which was quite conspicuous in the darkness. He was dressed in leather armor again, and his appearance was completely different from that of noon.

After a pause, the old man said suspiciously, "Why did you come back?"

"Come back for dinner. Gao Zhengyang replied as a matter of course.

"You are so bold, you left the camp without permission, and it was a big trouble to be caught. ”

The old man was surprised, and Gao Zhengyang's courage was too big.

Gao Zhengyang didn't have time to speak, his mouth was already stuffed with meat. The meat that has been marinated, although it is greasy, is no problem to eat directly.

Today, the titanium alloy is about to complete the first stage of fusion, and he must be full. As for any disciplinary violations and the like, there is no need to think about it at all.

"You still have thirty pounds of meat, how much can you eat again. Just let me do this, I won't steal it!"

The old man assured vigorously. He thought that Gao Zhengyang was afraid that he would steal meat, so he took the risk to run back.

Gao Zhengyang just eats meat with his head bored and doesn't say a word.

"The barracks are bitter, how good is it to come with me. Go to that strong man and learn earth-shattering skills, the world is so big, where you can't go, you can eat whatever you want!"

The old man seized the opportunity and continued to encourage Gao Zhengyang to follow him.

"By the way, I was afraid that you would suffer, so I went to find the Moon Sacrifice and asked her to bring you out early. ”

The old man took the opportunity to sell favors to Gao Zhengyang, "The Tielin Department is so big, and only I take care of you in your father's face." Can I lie to you? I can't hurt you!"

"Are you looking for Xiaoyue?" Gao Zhengyang suddenly looked up and asked.

"yes, ah. Hearing that Gao Zhengyang's tone was a little wrong, the old man also hesitated.

He didn't say anything, he was already quite afraid of Gao Zhengyang in his heart.

Gao Zhengyang said indifferently: "You just need to take care of yourself." You don't have to worry about my business. ”

Gao Zhengyang is not afraid of anything, it's just that he doesn't like to owe favors. He was leaving the Iron Forest Department soon, and he didn't want to have anything to do with it.

The old man was very aggrieved, "Isn't this good for you......"

Gao Zhengyang continued to eat meat in silence.

In the dimness, the old man could only see Gao Zhengyang's vague figure, and he couldn't see his expression.

Gao Zhengyang's silence made him very depressed. If you justify it, you can't go on.

In the quiet courtyard, only the sound of Gao Zhengyang chewing and swallowing echoed.

The old man swallowed and spit, he had a creepy feeling, as if he was being chewed and eaten by Gao Zhengyang little by little.

The old man wanted to stay away from Gao Zhengyang, but he didn't dare to move. He sat there, twisting his ass. It's like there's a needle under your butt.

"Eat enough. ”

In the darkness, Gao Zhengyang said with satisfaction.

The pleasure in Gao Zhengyang's tone made the old man feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could speak, Gao Zhengyang's figure flashed, and the person was gone.

The old man was stunned, he took a closer look and found that Gao Zhengyang had indeed left.

"How do you look like a ghost!"

The old man complained, opened his cauldron, only to find that the pot was empty.

"Damn, you idiot is going to kill yourself!" scolded the old man in disbelief.

Then he remembered that his hind leg meat was also in it. He couldn't help but wail, "Little animal, you have eaten my thigh!"