"What? Are you kidding me, aren't you?" Zhu Yuanliang subconsciously rubbed his head and retorted seriously, "Not only have I never been to this Shaolin Temple, but I have practiced martial arts for so many years in the past, and no master has ever taught me a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt. Why do you say I have practiced it?"

"Haha, is it necessary to practice the skill of "Golden Bell Cover Iron Clothing Shirt" in name to practice?" Yu Xiangdi smiled disapprovingly and said in a straight voice, "Although I can't see it with my naked eyes, my mind is extremely clear. Feng Yu will not lie. As the saying goes, "Dripping water wears out a stone". You have already mastered the key points of the Golden Bell Clothing Shirt without you knowing it, but you just didn't notice it."

"Ah?" This time, Zhu Yuanliang did not rush to refute. He also wanted Yu Xiangdi to tell the truth. After being stunned, he asked with anticipation, "Then tell me, what is the key to the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt?"

Yu Xiangdi took a step forward, pinched Zhu Yuanliang's right arm, and explained after experiencing it: "The golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is generally divided into two realms: the primary golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is just a simple body hardening, which can be used to defend against ordinary hard objects or even sword attacks. The advanced golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is condensed into a ball of qi to protect the body by mobilizing the true energy in the body, which can be used to resist demonic energy or purify the power. People who can master the latter need extremely strong talents and hard practice, which is rare, such as the human-type warriors of the turtle clan, but the primary one... Haha, I think your body is no less than me."

Zhu Yuanliang said in confusion: "But... But when did I practice it?"

"Well, you have never practiced it specifically. However, although I have not been in contact with you for a long time, I can understand it from the way you fight." Yu Xiangdi let go of Zhu Yuanliang's hand and explained, "When ordinary people fight with monsters, they are afraid of avoiding each move. But because you have this magical cloak to protect your body, you especially like to charge and get into battle. Whenever a monster attacks, you are too lazy to hide, and you just use your body to carry it with your body, right?"

"Yes, but that's a blessing for the evil spirit. I can be safe every time. What's the relationship with the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt?"

"Haha, although you are using the evil spirit to defend against the enemy's attack, you will unconsciously tighten your body, right? No one will let your body be beaten softly when he witnessed the attack, right?"

Zhu Yuanliang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, this is true."

"That's right, so you have more and better opportunities to practice than ordinary people." Yu Xiangdi said in an envious tone, "Our golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is slowly learned in a safe environment, but you are growing subtly in actual combat without avoiding the enemy's fatal blows again and again. The effect is ten times better than us! Of course, you are completely unaware of what status you have reached, so when the brick hits your head, your subconscious reaction is still the same word: pain."

While Zhu Yuanliang was still reminiscing about Yu Xiangdi's words, Yu Xiangdi knocked Zhu Yuanliang's forehead hard again at lightning speed and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"This... it really doesn't hurt much." Zhu Yuanliang said happily, "So that's it. I remembered it when you said that. When I was next to West Lake, I used my head to admire a catfish monster with a heavy head hammer. The catfish monster's head was harder than wood. What do you think? I hit him so hard, but I was fine! Later, in Chongshi City, I was pressed under my body by more than a dozen white bone monsters. I just felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, but I didn't feel unbearable pain. It turned out that besides Yao Jianchou, I had other ways to defend myself, haha!"

"So..." Yu Xiangdi smiled mysteriously and ordered the young monk before, "Jueqing, get a hundred bricks."

For half an hour later, Zhu Yuanliang and Yu Xiangdi sat cross-legged in the backyard. They each placed fifty bricks beside each other. While communicating, they smashed each other's forehead one by one.

Zhu Yuanliang lifted a brick and smashed it at Yu Xiangdi's forehead and asked, "The iron shirt on the golden bell is really a good thing, but how can we reach the advanced level?"

Yu Xiangdi smashed Zhu Yuanliang's brick back and said helplessly: "Oh, take me as an example. I have practiced the advanced golden bell cover iron cloth shirt for many years. Although I have understood some key points, the protection of the qi can only last for a short time. It's difficult!"

"Ah, I have the impression that when you use it, your body will be surrounded by a faint golden light." Zhu Yuanliang smashed Yu Xiangdi's brick and asked, "Is it only the purifying messenger who can reach that state?"

Yu Xiangdi responded with a brick, "No, no, Abbot Huiyuan is better than me, and my sister Yu Yuanshuang can do it, but she is just like me, and the duration of the body protection of the Gangqi is very short... Alas, if she was not a half-baked person, she wouldn't have died tragically."

Zhu Yuanliang was inspired and said with a light in his eyes: "Brother, I'm going to tell you that I've always felt inferior because I'm not a purifying messenger. After hearing what you said, I found the direction. Maybe I can't kill all directions like you, and become the "No. 1 purifying messenger in the world" and "No. 1 Swordsman in the world", but I thought of a goal: "No. 1 steward in the world" to prove that my name "Zhu Pioneer" was not given for nothing. What do you think?"

"That's not bad. For a mortal, this is already the ultimate realm!" Yu Xiangdi slapped another brick on Zhu Yuanliang's head and taught, "If you want to practice as soon as possible, from today, you must practice both inside and outside. Outside, you need to practice at least fifty bricks a day. As for the inside, 'gang Qi' is a Taoist term, but it is actually a combination of innate essence and acquired true qi. Since you know some martial arts, you will know the principle that all internal qi is born from the dantian. You must try to mobilize the internal qi to the outside of your body through the breathing of your mouth, nose and hair, and retain them through the operation of the small circle."

"If you talk about these principles, I am better than that guy Pu Zixuan. No problem, I will practice hard from now on, and that guy will definitely be shocked!" Zhu Yuanliang replied to Yu Xiangdi with a brick, and sighed, "Oh, I don't know how that guy is doing now. I have been sitting in the hole for more than a month and doing nothing. What progress can I make?"

"Don't worry, as Master said: 'There is no fixed method to learn, the key is to obtain the method'. He must have his own reason for his choice." Yu Xiangdi smashed Zhu Yuanliang's head again and said with a smile, "To put it, I really envy you two. They are not brothers, but better than brothers. By the way, what stories have you had in the past? Let's listen to them."

Zhu Yuanliang snorted coldly, "Ha, there's nothing to say. When I was in Lijiang, that guy relied on his endless money, was lustful and playboy, and he didn't have any seriousness all day long. He said it, for fear of dirtying the holy land of Shaolin Temple."

"Then you are so kind to him? You don't value his financial resources?"

This time, Zhu Yuanliang gave Yu Xiangdi a brick and retorted: "It's wrong for you to say that! My friendship with him began since childhood. His wealth was later!"

Then, Zhu Yuanliang suddenly realized something and said earnestly: "Indeed, many people are close to him, and they all like his money, but only I know that he is actually very lonely. Whether he is lustful or playboy, he is just an excuse to cover up loneliness. In fact, in the face of big troubles, he never gets diarrhea!"

At this time, Zhu Yuanliang wanted to touch the brick beside him, but found that the fifty bricks had been consumed unknowingly, so he turned to a little monk and asked, "Is there any?"

Without waiting for the little monk to answer, Yu Xiangdi's last brick also hit the back of Zhu Yuanliang's head, and it was immediately broken into two halves.

"Oh, you're so hard on the back of your head!" Yu Xiangdi clapped the dirt on his hands and said, "Okay, the practice is over, and the work is over."

Zhu Yuanliang turned his head without saying a word, facing Yu Xiangdi, two streams of blood flowed out of his nostrils, and his eyes were silent: "The back of my head... seems to have not practiced..."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanliang's eyes turned dark and he fainted on the ground, which shocked the young monks to scream.

"Oh, uncle can't do it!"

"He won't be angry, right?"
Chapter completed!