I'm really just a juggler.

"Come in."

With a creak, the door opened, and it was Lao Ya.

When he saw it was this old guy, Bu Chen said unhappily.

"You old fool, why are you here? I haven't come to you to settle the matter of the palace yet."

Lao Ya just looked at him with a smile as usual, without saying a word.

Being stared at like this by someone would scare anyone and make them feel angry and embarrassed.

"Are you okay? If not, get out. I'm going to start practicing."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Ya immediately said in a flattering manner: "Master, I have something good to give you."

"Good stuff, besides some magic tricks, what else are you good at...wait."

Bu Chen had just said half of his words when he suddenly remembered the King of Qi's attitude towards him at the King of Qi's Mansion.

I was preoccupied with other things at the time, so I didn't think too much about it. But now that I think about it carefully, it's obvious that the King of Qi had something else in mind.

Surname Ya? What's so special about the surname Ya? Besides its rarity, is there any other connection?

"What good stuff? Take it out and see it."

If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it and let him take it out and take a look.

I remember that my original self had learned magic tricks from the old man in front of me.

Although not as smooth as old teeth, it can still make some little ones happy occasionally.

Lao Ya didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly took out an "antique" yellow book from his pocket. It looked like it was very old.

But Bu Chen had seen a lot of storms and he could tell at a glance that the yellow book was deliberately made to look old.

"Master, this booklet was discovered by me by accident. Please take a look at what it contains."

He reached out to take it and flipped through it casually.

"Haha" I don't understand how to make it look old. There are some new creases on the pages. Which ancient book would dare to have such creases?

But he didn't say it out loud. He wanted to see what kind of medicine the old man was selling.

It is called a book, but it is actually only three or four pages, but it is filled with densely written words, without even a punctuation mark.

Even Bu Chen, who came from the 21st century, felt a bit overwhelmed when looking at these words. No wonder most ancient people did not like reading.

Fortunately, most of these ancient texts are concise and to the point, and often just a few words can express a whole idea.

So he started to watch it attentively, while Lao Ya just waited by the side.

After a moment, Bu Chen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The internal force in the body circulated through the meridians again and again, and the realm naturally entered the late stage of internal force.

But Lao Ya, who was watching all this, narrowed his eyes.

"Young Master's cultivation method is truly bizarre. He was clearly cultivating the inner strength of a warrior, but how did it suddenly become the true energy of Qi training? This situation is truly unheard of."

Bu Chen had no idea what Lao Ya was thinking. He was just excited.

These good things just happened one after another. In just two days, there have been two and a half good things so far.

First, his inner strength changed, becoming extremely tough... and durable (except for the little golden man state). Joining the Night's Watch was only half of it, and then there was the yellow book that Lao Ya brought over.

The function of this yellow book is not to help people break through. Breakthrough is just a byproduct. After all, I have been in the middle stage of internal strength for quite some time.

Its real function is also a kind of exercise, a special kind of exercise.

The original body and Lao Ya had learned some tricks of magic to tease Xiao Gaigai, and this technique echoed those tricks.

From now on, the tricks he used would no longer be mere gimmicks, but real means of attack.

This will be of great advantage to me when I join the Night's Watch in the future.

After calming down his excitement, he looked at the old man in front of him and said, "Old... Old..."

Bu Chen didn't know how to start. Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it if he said that this yellow booklet had nothing to do with Lao Ya.

This is a person who has the grace of preaching. Let's call him Master, but I'm afraid he won't agree. After all, he said that this was discovered by accident.

This made him not know how to address the old man in front of him.

"Master, it would be great if this thing is useful to you. What do you think of this thing, that Fuguilou...hmm."

As Lao Ya spoke, he stretched out three fingers and rubbed them in front of him, the expression on his face couldn't be more obvious.

Besides liking to rub oil on the soles of his feet when he has something to do, this old man also likes to satisfy his appetite.

It would have been fine if I didn't know before, but now I know that this old man is definitely not a simple person. Why did he run away before, leaving me alone to be beaten? Sometimes he even caused the trouble himself and got beaten.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His gratitude for the missionary work gradually subsided, and he finally waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, go eat, eat as much as you want, and put it on Bufu's account."

"okay!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

"This old bastard, he doesn't even try to hide it now, but he's really quick."

A flash of envy passed through his eyes, and now he wanted to consolidate his own realm.

I didn’t know it before, so I kept calling out “internal force”.

Now that I have read the yellow booklet, I know a lot of things. The power in my body cannot be called internal force, but should be called true qi, and my realm is the late stage of qi training.

However, although he was cultivating true Qi, the strange feeling in his Dantian gave him a technique for refining his body.

It is somewhat similar to the two top horizontal training skills circulating in the martial arts world.

One of them is the indestructible Vajra Body of the Golden Armor Sect, and the other is the Glazed Body of his own Bu Family Fort.

I don't know much about the Jinjia Sect's Vajra Indestructible Body, but only my eldest brother and father can learn my own Glazed Body.

And now, I have a third top-notch body-refining method, and I can guarantee that this method is definitely better than the other two.

Because after breaking through to the late stage, he felt that his strength had doubled, that is, when he turned into the little golden man state.

His own strength can directly increase to more than 20,000 kilograms. Even when his elder brother's internal strength burst out with all his strength in the early stage of entering the abyss, his strength is only 12,500 kilograms, which is the strength of a whole elephant.

This is a huge gap in realm.

However, one thing that is different from other body-building methods is that other methods are cyclical and progressive, while mine is directly at full state, but the endurance is not very good.

I was a little worried before. After all, I was only practicing the basic mental method of Bujiabao two days ago, and some ordinary moves. I was just a low-level person with mid-level internal strength.

And now, he has mastered two major skills and cultivated both internal and external skills. He also has practical means of attack and is a master in the late stage of Qi training.

So what are you worrying about now?

From this perspective, this is not just a matter of replacing a shotgun with a cannon, but a matter of replacing a shotgun with a fighter jet. I just want to ask you if you are afraid.

During this period, Bu Chen once again transformed into the little golden man state, and the facts were just as he expected.

Although the time was still as short as ever, he was delighted by one discovery: as his realm improved, the time would become longer and longer.

Like now, it can be a little more than two seconds.

Although it is not particularly obvious, it can lead to great progress if you take small steps.