In the martial arts training hall in the back hall, Yang Lin met Huo Yuanjia.

The Tianjin hero stood quietly in front of the weapon stand, looking thoughtful, wearing a loose gray robe, which was covered with a body, floating gently in the wind.

It can be seen that the outside of the wide frame has actually become slightly dry and thin.

Because I just took the medicine.

Huo Yuanjia's complexion has improved a lot.

However, in Yang Lin's opinion, his face still looked waxy and his eyes were slightly cloudy.

Judging from Yang Lin’s simple Chinese medicine level, it is a problem with the liver and lungs.

When your body reaches this point, you can’t really run around, but instead want to be at home, take some medicines to moisten the lungs and nourish the liver, and move less and think less.

"It's okay."

As if seeing what Yang Lin was thinking, Huo Yuanjia turned around and said with a smile: "My hemoptysis is actually a health care disease. If you care, it will torture you from sleeping and eating. If you don't care, it will be like this.

Since I was nine years old, I have not taken this disease seriously. I should practice boxing and compete.

Back then, my father and mother were worried that I wouldn’t grow up, but as a result, now I live in my forties, and I’m not as strong as a cow…

If one day really goes there, it will be like God’s will, and there is nothing to worry about.”

He waved his fist and broke the wind with a sound.

Leng Ran said: "On that day, Sasaki of Hongkou Dojo learned from somewhere that I was sick, and every word I kept saying "sick man". Unfortunately, I disappointed him and deliberately interrupted his claws, hehe."

Yang Lin laughed in silence.

Only then did I realize that Huo Yuanjia, who is very kind to the outside world and is kind to others, turned out to be like this in private, and he would remember a word clearly.

This is a slight look at life and death, and if you don’t accept it, you will do it. The arrogance of a martial artist is hidden deep in his bones.

"Master Huo recognized a Japanese doctor named Akino, who came to prescribe medicine for you?"

I really couldn't help it, Yang Lin reminded.

"You said Qiuye, that man is kind-hearted. He also checked my body and prescribed some lung-nourishing medicines. He was considered a warm-hearted person.

However, the medicine he prescribed was thrown away by Nong Jinsun, which is a pity.”

Huo Yuanjia said disapprovingly: "Actually, Brother Nong is too worried. I know this disease myself, so where would I take medicine prescribed by the Japanese? Whether they are good intentions or malicious.

Although Western medicine has its own unique features, it can only see the appearance and not the inner world... the real situation is because I have practiced my skills in a broken way."

Speaking of this, Huo Yuanjia sighed deeply.

Suddenly, the topic changed.

"In my opinion, Master Yang has fallen into the plum blossoms and blooms, and there is frost in his breath. Has he practiced the frost breathing technique of plum blossom boxing, and now he feels that his heart is constantly chilling?

Moreover, I feel a barrier about the world and people, and I can’t raise too much interest?”

Huh...

Yang Lin's heart moved, it was really true.

On the same day, when the two bridges fought, there was nothing wrong with me, but I was so indifferent that I was a little too much.

Whether it is fear, emotion, or the people and things you encounter, there is not much fluctuation in your heart.

Even when Blood Hand Bu Chen and Qinglong set up a trap, Russell was in a dilemma, and all kinds of things did not cause any turmoil in his heart.

Just killing it with ease is like killing some pig tricks.

He thought that he had different eyes when he looked at the world because he had killed too many people in the illusion space and had experienced it for too long. Now he woke up and realized that this was not the case.

No matter how much a person increases his experience and sees through the world, he will never change his nature.

And it became quite fast.

You know, he hasn't liked to tease Xiao Mushroom for the past two days...

Even the little princess of Ingrily's beautiful Loli, she felt a little unlucky and ignored her.

From that harmonious world like a family on Earth, Yang Lin, in general, did not have much prejudice to foreigners.

As a great citizen of a great country, everyone is treated equally, neither worship nor hate, but just watch it with a normal heart.

However, no matter what kind of vision it is, looking at the little beauty will always feel pleasing to the eye...

At the age of strong qi and blood, no matter how calm the heart is, there will be some fantasy thoughts.

It has nothing to do with anything else, it is a man's instinct.

Strangely, when he looked at Marilyn, he was really a little unpredictable.

Looking at my parents in this world, I feel light...

I have never considered their safety and destiny much. Can I live in Shanghai?

How to develop next?

If the Qing Bang comes to take revenge, how will they deal with it?

I really haven't thought about these things carefully, and I don't seem to care about them at all.

‘So, after I got out of the martial arts fantasy, something went wrong.’

After Huo Yuanjia's reminder, Yang Lin immediately knew something was wrong with him.

No wonder Zhou Hongyi silently lived in seclusion in the barren mountains after he killed the Tartar Emperor.

On the one hand, perhaps it was to maintain the greatest deterrence and prevent the Qing court from finding itself, and to transform into the sharpest knife hanging above everyone's heads.

On the other hand, it may also be that Zhou Hongyi himself has no interest in the world and is not very concerned about the fate of his disciples.

The world is as frost, and people's hearts are lonely...

Maybe that's it.

"So that's the case, it seems that it's because of the Frost Breathing Technique."

Yang Lin's eyebrows were filled with a strong sense of frost, and his eyes fluctuated for a moment. What was strange was that he didn't even have much worry about himself, just like a robot.

Huo Yuanjia frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. At most, he has been discomfort for a while and his temperament is a little more indifferent, so he will not change his nature."

He shook his head and shook his head to sigh: "I remember back then, in order to practice the Huo Family Mid Trap Fist, I used anger to generate fire, and my liver fire was strong... No matter how strong the lungs swallowed qi, my strength was greatly improved, and I was invincible in the Tianjin world, which was even worse than your current situation."

Although many years have passed, Huo Yuanjia seems to be able to remember the pain of that year.

When he was young, he had the first secret force. He had a hand of a mysterious fist, which was fast and ruthless.

If you can kill, you will never be injured. When you are fighting, you don’t know how to hold back. You will explode when you ignite the fire and look down on everything.

After making enemies everywhere, the retribution finally came to the end...

In fact, he has improved greatly after he became an adult.

Unfortunately, because of practicing swallowing weather, my strength has improved greatly, and my lungs have deteriorated again, and there is no cure for it.

Over the years, I have only been raising it with various lung-nourishing medicines and foods.

He knew this very well.

"Can't it be that the methods of all sects and sects that have strong internal organs have various defects?"

Hearing this, Yang Lin felt cold.

Huo Yuanjia was strong in practicing qigong, and his liver and lungs were damaged. He suspected that even if there was no so-called Japanese poisoning incident, the other party would not have lived for many years.

Now my frost breath that I understand from the plum blossom fist seems to be hurting my heart, which means my emotions are indifferent. According to Western sayings, it is "lost happiness".

The heart is happy. You don’t even have the people and things you like. What’s the point of living?

One day, he will become a big devil without joy or sorrow.

"This is actually an ancient method of Qi training, using the seven emotions to enter the Tao. In ancient times, I always saw someone practicing martial arts and becoming a demon in the classics. This is what I said.

Nowadays, people practice martial arts and Taoism have long abandoned this method...

I don’t know which plum blossom heritage Master Yang got? But it is really extraordinary to be able to achieve great success in muscles and bones at the age of twentieth crown and enter the level of dark strength training in the organs.
Chapter completed!