Chang Siguo heard such a familiar and boring cliché, and he laughed in his heart.
According to his idea, he was hiding in the dark to find an opportunity to kill this bastard who had evil intentions for him when they first met, silently and destroying the body without leaving any trace.
He was not willing to do such a sparring competition to scare the snake away.
If we can't kill the other party in a fair and open competition, then what's the point of competing?
With a roll of his eyes, Chang Si smiled tit-for-tat and said, "Okay, I'm about to learn Mr. Ke's clever tricks." He said to Mo Xing, who was supporting the wall on one side: "Mr. Mo, please borrow a pair of bows and arrows. Badou." One stone is worth it, I won’t pick it.”
There are many bows and arrows of this type in the warehouse.
Mo Xing responded smoothly and walked into the warehouse, but was stopped by the anxious Ke Fan: "Wait a minute. We don't need weapons to spar, just make a few gestures with fists and feet. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose. Don't get hurt." Be kind, right, Mr. Tian."
"That's right, that's right. Don't hurt your harmony."
Tian Xiang'an had to agree and looked at Chang Siguo, "You'd better leave quickly."
Chang Siguo shook his head and said with regret: "Well, except for archery, Chang has just learned other skills, and he really can't use them. If some time passes, and Chang becomes more familiar with fists and kicks, I’ll spar with Mr. Ke again, and I won’t have to do it this time.”
Without waiting for Ke Fan, who looked a little ugly, to reply, he directly ignored it and handed over to Tian Xiangan: "Sir Tian, Mr. Chang is busy with worldly affairs and can't help himself. I will come to visit you when you are free. Please say goodbye first!"
Tian Xiang'an still dared to stay as a guest. He cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I won't stay here, sir. I will come here more often in the future."
"sure."
The two walked out chatting and laughing, and a group of uncles and elders gathered around to see them off, except for Ke Fan, who did not follow.
After leaving the outpost Zuo Wei's camp, Chang Siguo Gong handed over his hands and drifted away.
He returned to the city and continued his duty in Beicheng. Actually, he didn't have much to do. He made a patrol at the head of Beicheng, then came down to the public house to drink tea and chat with everyone. At noon, they met in twos and threes to go to Beiyun Restaurant for dinner.
The shift ended very early in the afternoon. Chang thought about whether he went to the teahouse with Yi Shangyan and others to have fun and returned to his residence alone.
After closing the door tightly, he took out a roll of old yellowed silk handkerchief from a brocade bag in his arms, and read the "Black Turtle Inner Breath" technique from beginning to end in detail.
When he was on duty and communicating with everyone, he heard the words and occasionally had a flash of inspiration.
Thinking of the Qi Practitioner's exercises, you should also be able to do them like the Physical Practitioners' exercises. You should first try to feel the exercises and move the Qi through the pulse. If there is anything wrong, if you notice any signs of irregular breath or distracting thoughts, just stop and give up immediately. He shouldn't have much to lose?
If the Black Turtle Inner Breathing Technique is consistent with the body-building technique he is currently practicing, it will not conflict with other body-training techniques.
Then, he will make a lot of money!
To stabilize the breath a little, Chang Siguo sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands facing up, and his fingers doing Qi-entraining hand gestures. His breathing gradually became calm and long, and he used a trace of thought to guide a wisp of breath from the sea of Qi to the left side of the waist and ribs. keep.
Chang Siguo was cautious and did not dare to transport too much energy.
I found that the breath traveled smoothly without any discomfort, so I rest assured to nourish the first acupoint.
After about four or five minutes, he felt nothing wrong, and there was a warm feeling in his waist and eyes, which was very helpful. He slowly added breath, carefully moved the breath and walked, penetrating and nourishing various acupoints, which took half an hour. A circle around the abdomen completes the work.
Chang Siguo slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of unconcealable joy on his face.
The health-preserving skills he practiced did not exclude the operation of the Xuangui Inner Breathing Skills.
Also because he has made some achievements in the cultivation of the breath in the sea of qi, he can skip the difficult accumulation in the early stage and can directly use the breath to heal injuries, or "hide his spirit in the house and hang for a breath" to pretend to be dead.
Through his cultivation experience, he discovered that the inner breath of the black turtle has its own unique defense and a method for stimulating the explosion of huge power.
The yellow light that occasionally flashes on the body of the barbarian tiger is the appearance characteristic that it emits when it is defending, but it makes outsiders mistakenly think that it is caused by the light stimulated by the body-building technique.
He really found a treasure, such a comprehensive auxiliary technique, and he got started so quickly without any setbacks.
I had fun alone for a while, often thought about it and calmed down, began to regulate my breath, and slowly opened up a number of branch meridians that belong to the use of the inner breath of the black turtle. There are as many as twelve. I was busy until the moon was in the middle of the sky and the third watch passed. The development was successfully completed.
I ate some dry food casually, and tried to figure out the powerful explosion of the black turtle's inner breath, and used it in combination with the sky-splitting slashing technique.
Stretching out his fingers to make slashes with his sword, his inner breath circulated and exerted force in the newly opened meridians, and the illusive light word "Close Spectrum" swaying like water ripples in his mind suddenly turned into bright points of light and scattered into the boundless darkness.
Chang Siguo's mind froze, and he finally touched the change of light characters again, and he hurriedly looked at it carefully.
A dazzling blade curtain made up of countless light points, dragging a half-moon arc, splitting the darkness, like a sudden appearance.
Numerous insights into the power of using a knife came to my mind. I often thought about it and stood on the spot, immersed in it for a long time.
What a mysterious and domineering sword skill!
…
More than a month passed in a fulfilling and busy period of practice.
Eight days before the Yuanchen Festival, which is approaching the New Year, Shan Liwen is sitting at the governor's office in Beicheng at 10 o'clock in the morning. He glances at the more than ten subordinate cultivators on the left and right, and finally his eyes fall on the face of Chang Siguo, who is at the far right, and he says in a deep voice. Said: "I often think about my past."
"My subordinate is here."
Chang Siguo stepped out of the queue and stood in the middle, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.
Shan Liwen twisted up a silver command arrow and issued an order: "Here, Chang Siguo will accompany the team to escort the important supplies into Beifengfu City, Mingzhou. They will arrive within two days within a two-day deadline. No supplies will be lost on the way." He threw the token three feet away. The big black man ordered: "Get ready immediately and rush to the east city gate within a quarter of an hour to meet up with Wu Jun, the cultivator of the west city. This time, Wu Jun will be the temporary captain for escorting the supplies. Everyone will follow his instructions on the way. Order, go!”
Chang Siguo took the order and handed it over: "Yes, I will obey the order!"
Time was running out, so he glanced at Yi Shangyan nearby, turned around and hurried out to his residence.
I went home and packed up my bows, arrows, dry food, and water bottles. I dressed neatly and didn't dare to delay. I went out and rushed to the east gate.
In the open space inside the east city gate, there were two teams of capable cavalry, three carriages, and a strange cultivator in gray attire waiting silently. Chang Siguo ran forward, raised his token, and looked at the thirty-year-old cultivator. , asked: "But Captain Wu Jun?"
The strange cultivator's eyes were as sharp as a sword. He sat on a horse and stared down at the approaching black man. He glanced at the token again, nodded and said, "Exactly. Are you Beicheng...?" He took out an identical token from his sleeve pocket. The silver token was waved to Chang Siguo.
"Beicheng has often thought about it and met Captain Wu."
Chang Siguo put away his token and handed it over as a gift.
Wu Jun took a deep look, pointed to an empty horse nearby, and said with little expression on his face: "Get on the horse."
Chang Siguo was not prepared at all for this mission, let alone understood it. He said "yes", got on the horse and grabbed the reins. There was an empty horse beside him, obviously waiting for the last cultivator.
Seeing that Wu Jun had no intention of talking to him, Chang thought about it and sat silently on his horse waiting.
