Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old ancient temple.

Beautiful scenery.

The fragrance of Zen is emitted in the air.

Li Bubai walked among the temple, his mind was calm and leisurely.

Suddenly, he saw a figure like an iron tower.

"Liu Tiezhu."

;Li Bubai shouted and ran over.

Liu Tiezhu was stunned when he heard this, slowly turned his head, and saw that it was Li Bubai, and immediately smiled: "It turned out to be Young Master Li."

Li Bubai coughed and clasped his fists: "You're welcome, you're welcome, hello Liu Daxia."

"Young Master Li, Liu Tiezhu is polite."

"Liu...hehe, Brother Tiezhu, don't be polite, are you practicing martial arts?"

Li Bubai's eyes were curious.

There was a flat bluestone in front of me.

On the bluestone, there was a large ball of dough full of fist prints.

Liu Tiezhu nodded: "The cultivation method of my divine boxing is to hammer the dough. When one punches out, the top of the dough will not deform and the wooden board below will break, then you will really have the essence of practice.

If it is punched out with one punch, the dough looks intact and turns into powder inside, it is unprecedented."

Li Bubai took a breath.

He looked at Liu Tiezhu with shock.

Mud Horse, are you serious?

Are you martial arts? Are you crazy?

But Liu Tiezhu looked frank.

Li Bubai began to doubt the authenticity of this world...

"Is there anything wrong with Young Master Li?"

"Ahem, Liu Daxia, ask you something."

"Please say, if I, Liu Tiezhu, will definitely answer you."

"Ahem, that's it..." Li Bubai stared at the snow-white and round dough with his eyes flashing: "Is this the Divine Fist Sect only boxing techniques?"

Liu Tiezhu was stunned: "Young hero agrees?"

Li Bubai stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void: "Is there any rubbing this? It's the magical skill of rubbing the dough? Use your hands to deform the dough as you wish."

Liu Tiezhu: “…”

It was dusk that day.

Liu Tiezhu is also a twelve-year-old dark young man.

He stepped on the sunset and walked out of Widow Liu's house with sloppy steps.

Back to the Shenquan Sect, I watched the master hammer the dough.

Liu Tiezhu asked in confusion: "Master, do we have the method of rubbing our palms?"

At that time, the master was shocked.

Then, he fell into deep thought.

Then he said, "Iron Pillar, this palm technique is a secret that is not passed on. You can teach you by your teacher, but you can't say that you teach by your teacher."

Liu Tiezhu was overjoyed: "Please ask the master to teach the Dharma."

An old farmer looked vicissitudes and reached out to take out a bag of broken silver in his arms.

He threw it to Liu Tiezhu: "Go to Xiaohonglou and find an old lady named Xuejin, who will teach you the method of using softness to overcome hardness.

Then go to Yunxiang Pavilion and find an old lady named Huiyao. She will pass on the fundamental method of horse stance.

These two people will let you lay a solid foundation, be fundamentally stable, be both hard and soft, and be both inside and outside.

Next, you go to Miaoyu Temple to find Master Miaoru, and she will pass on the method of "being on both sides and being both good at both hands and fingers."

Liu Tiezhu took back his mind.

Neither speak.

Point out the hands of the palm-leaf fan.

Slowly land on the dough.

Li Bubai instantly widened his eyes, but saw Liu Tiezhu's legs slightly parted, his waist sank, as if he was riding on a fast horse, and his rhythm was rising and falling.

The waist, spine, legs, shoulders, and arms are obviously not on the same level.

At this moment, it was actually connected in a line.

Complement each other.

He acted lightly as heavy as he was.

Slow movement, rub the dough.

But his fingers suddenly flew fast.

Bring out a series of phantoms.

Lightly tie and slowly twist and wipe and pick again.

Shake forward, backward, backward, left and right.

The spine is like dragon blood and plasma.

The five internal organs roar softly overcome hardness.

Li Bubai stared at Liu Tiezhu's actions.

Seeing his arm tremble, the dough rose in the air.

Dance with both hands.

The dough couldn't even fall to the ground.

Just rub it flat and round in the air.

Change shape.

Liu Tiezhu stepped on the Big Dipper and his horse was as steady as a mountain.

He raised his foot and moved.

The dough seems to be unstuck.

Follow him and move.

Li Bubai was shocked. There was no one else in this skill.

Liu Tiezhu's body obviously has no internal strength flowing, but his whole body's strength is fully utilized.

Hardness and softness are combined.

Convert at will.

The muscles, bones and the combination of the whole body are astonishing.

Sure enough, masters are among the people.

The Divine Fist Sect should not be underestimated.

At this moment, Liu Tiezhu's palms changed, but his palms came out together.

Sometimes, rub the right palm hard and pick the flowers with your left hand.

Change left and right.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The dough became smooth as a mirror without realizing it, and the light could shine on people.

A little bit of water fell down.

It was actually photographed with water stains.

Li Bubai was shocked.

Deduction began in my mind.

Ning Zhongze, wearing a black stockings suit, black stockings, short skirt, black framed glasses, black stockings, high heels, and black hair with black hair that reached the waist, looked cold.

Ning Zhongze, wearing white stockings, has a small white, blue and white JK suit with only one meter and three big eyes, her cheeks and bulging head, and two long ponytails are clever and weird.

Bai Si Ningzhong suddenly jumped up and poked out his palms.
To be continued...