Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the destroyed Tianwanfang City was busy and turned into a large construction site in full swing.
All that was left in Gale Tower was an over-done brewery and half of the backyard that was still standing. It was simply torn down and re-planned and rebuilt. The Baqi Invincible Sect sent many people from other cities and towns to help, plus many more were recruited from the villages around Tianhu Lake. The local low-level monks are used as waiters and waiters, and there are enough people to work.
Chang thought that this janitor with the prefix "1" couldn't help, and even if there was work, he, a great hero, would not be allowed to do it.
The original batch of waiters who deserted at critical moments were fired mercilessly by Cheng Hongyi.
The workers, cooks, etc. who died in the accident deserve compensation and compensation.
Chang Siguo found Fang Xing and Ji Bumin, who were responsible for guarding this place, and said hello to them. He wanted to find a nearby pool and waterfall, and seize the time to try underwater practice. It was boring and boring to make decorations here. Gotta be tight.
Every day, monks came here to admire it and stopped to watch it from a distance. He was so annoyed that he couldn't even have a seizure.
That day, Fang Xing, Ji Bumin and the helpers they hired, a large group of people, checked out the suspected assassin's location in Fang City and interviewed the innkeeper, but no valuable clues were found.
Then they divided into two directions, echoing each other to outflank the assassins who dared to provoke and linger four hundred miles away.
They were led by the assassin and a fourth-level demon bird for a long time in the mountains before they realized they had been deceived. Then, they received a summons from Cheng Hongyi and returned urgently. The demon cultivators besieging Fang City had already withdrawn.
For this reason, Fang Xing and others were very depressed, but they were also glad to keep Chang Siguo here.
Mo Shoucheng and several others admired Senior Brother Chang to the core for killing Ma Wencai with one sword and frightening away a large number of demon cultivators. It was a pity that they could not follow Senior Brother Chang to fight together that day.
"Go and find a place to send a message. Pay attention to safety."
Fang Xing was also very bored. He was very envious of Zhang Xiaoxing's good luck. He got the task of going to the ancient battlefield to hunt down the leader of the casual cultivators who caused the accident. It was much better than staying in the dusty market. He didn't force himself to make great achievements. Chang Siguo stayed and waved to let Chang Siguo do what he wanted.
He was not surprised at all when Elder Liu presented Chang Siguo with life-saving sword energy.
Ji Bumin, who was serious about everything he did, also said, "I'll go find you in a few days."
He has his own way of finding it.
Chang Siguo said "yes" with his hand, found Chen Laoshi who was busy doing carpentry work, pulled him aside and gave him a few words of advice, gave him a Xumi bag, refused Chen Laoshi's request to follow him and flew over Khotan alone. Lake, fly to the southeast.
The mountains in the wild are rolling, and the scent of green grass and flowers is clear.
Flying in the sky with a wide field of vision, I searched in circles for more than three hundred miles when I heard a tiger roar coming from a distance.
Chang thought for a moment, and then his face became happy. How could he forget such an important event?
He practiced Fuhu Jin and became attached to the tiger.
Why not live next to a tiger and secretly observe its movements and habits to enhance your understanding of the exercises?
So he chose a nearby valley shaded by green trees and with a mountain stream flowing through it as his place to stay. A hundred feet away there was a hanging waterfall like Bailian, with a deep pool below the waterfall.
First, I walked through the area for more than fifty miles. Except for the black and yellow exotic tiger that was more than ten feet long, no awakened monsters were found.
He dived into the pool formed by the impact of the waterfall and used his clairvoyance to examine it carefully. Apart from ordinary fish, there were no water monsters lurking in the seven to eight feet deep pool.
Chang Siguo spent some time to dig out a cave with a practice hall, a quiet room, and an escape passage on the south-facing cliff of the valley. He also arranged several simple protective arrays and a small exit. He chose to sit between two green canopies. Among the old pine trees, it is not easily visible from below or above.
The foot of the mountain is dark and humid, and the fresh rock soil dug out will be covered with vines and weeds in a few days.
He released Youji, who had been in seclusion in the Wuqing Space for several months, to let her breathe outside.
Chang Siguo had a good night's rest in the cave. Early the next morning, he felt itchy and took out the bow and arrow he had not used for a long time. He walked out of the valley and hunted two fat pheasants in the forest. While washing and skinning the prey, apply salt seasoning.
Since going up the mountain, he has discovered that the bow and arrow at hand are of limited use. The monks are sensitive and have spiritual awareness to detect the front and back of themselves. There are almost no blind spots that can be exploited. It is better to use a knife or a fist to do it directly.
Perhaps, when he improves his cultivation and finds a uniquely powerful bow and arrow, he can use it again.
Youji gathered firewood and built a firewood pile on the big rocks by the stream.
Chang Siguo lit a bonfire with a finger and simply roasted two pheasants for a full meal.
Youji was not a talkative person. When Chang Siguo was eating or resting, she would restrain her light and hide under the grass or trees to alert for nearby movements. This made Chang Siguo very satisfied.
Having a caring spiritual pet can help him worry less about these chores.
After more than three months of absorption, the thorn vines and black thorn tree demons in his space have taken root underground in the Wuqing space. Each has grown taller, and the black thorn tree demon has grown luxuriantly.
Chang Siguo could notice that there was more vitality and thin spiritual energy in the space.
He collected medicinal materials from the ancient battlefield and carried them into the space. He was not very picky about the environment and began to grow.
Everything is developing for the better, and he can rest assured that he can cultivate quietly for a while.
The green mist was lingering. I sat cross-legged on the rocks by the stream and meditated for half an hour. When the sun came out, Chang Siguo put on a short coat and went barefoot in the stream. The fresh water flowed up and passed through the valley. The water vapor filled the air and the sound of the water roared. Walking into the pool and sinking to the bottom, the water is surging with rapids due to the impact of the waterfall.
Get into a good posture, get rid of distracting thoughts, and slowly practice boxing under the water.
A monk in the Endless Realm can hold his breath, and with a breath of spiritual energy, he can stay underwater for three or two days without any problem.
Chang Siguo is able to use the magic of health cultivation to absorb the oxygen and spiritual energy in the water through the pores of his skin to replenish the loss in the body. If he is willing, living in the water will not be a problem, he is just not used to it.
Practicing boxing in water is much more difficult than practicing Fuhu Jin on land.
Punch and kick, stretch and move, leap and fly.
The usual movements are incomplete due to the impact of the water flow, the strength is inconsistent, and the performance is not smooth.
Every two-quarters of an hour passed, Chang Siguo rushed out of the water, jumped to the shore, and punched the Fuhu Jin several times heartily, releasing the discomfort that the underwater punches had made him full of.
After going back and forth for a long time, after lunch, he decided to take it step by step, starting with knee-deep shallow creek water, and slowly adapted to the practice. He was too anxious to eat hot tofu.
The blazing summer sun shines through the leaves and onto the figure splashing in the stream.
Chang Siguo never tired of boring, over and over again, seriously honing the Fu Hu Jin in the water to the point where he is very familiar with it.
Occasionally, monks would pass by in the air, but they would take a glance and not take it seriously, thinking that the big man with restrained breath and muscular muscles below was a pure martial artist.
After practicing boxing until the moon rose in the evening, Chang Siguo simply dealt with it and rested for a while. You Ji led the way to find the strange tiger that was running in the mountains thirty miles away. He quietly hid on the top of the tree and observed the tiger's movement with his eyes. , culling, hunting and other various actions.
Combined with his practice of Fuhu Jin, he tried to figure out the tiger's demeanor and charm, trying to find out what made him feel something.
I followed him all night, and before I knew it, it was dawn.
Since then, Chang Siguo has lived a secluded life of cultivation here.
After about twenty days, he was able to adapt to practicing boxing in waist-deep water. His stagnant physical training finally began to improve at a tortoise speed, which almost made Chang Siguo roar with excitement.
He persisted in the boring and directionless groping, which was really not easy.
On this day, Ji Bumin and Zhang Xiaoxing came over. Looking at Chang Siguo, who was splashing in the chest-high water, Ji Bumin had a thoughtful expression on his serious face.
Zhang Xiaoxing glanced at You Ji lurking under the rocks in the shade of the trees, and admired Chang Siguo who jumped out of the water, "You can do it. You chose a place with such a beautiful scenery. How about you find a breakthrough direction with your physical training techniques?"
When Chang Siguo landed on the big rock beside the pool, his short coat was already dry. He smiled and bowed, "There is some improvement, but it will take time to verify."
He saved Khotanwanfang City from crisis last time. Afterwards, Master Huo specially came to find him and returned the flame crystal. He refused to accept Chang Siguo's gift at all, and also gave him the body-training books and classics he had collected and treasured over the years. , copy a copy and send it to Chang Siguo.
Master Huo, who had struggled to rise from the bottom of the casual cultivator, had a place in Tianwan City. Naturally, he no longer wanted to live the hard life of wandering around. He would not deal with those who followed Ma Wencai, Xie Jing and others to create chaos and destroy the city. Master Fire is deeply disgusted.
Ji Bumin showed a smile, cracked his wrist, and said, "Chang Siguo, let's use our fists and feet to make some moves. I'll lower myself to the peak of the Crystal Bone Realm to see how good you are."
Zhang Xiaoxing glanced at Ji Bumin, who was known as the "zombie face" in surprise, and said with a smile, "Old Ji, you are an expert in body training among us, but you need to give Chang Siguo some guidance. He can't even return to the sect." , it’s not easy to practice alone outside.”
Ji Bumin uttered two words "nonsense"
Zhang Xiaoxing was so choked that he rolled his eyes.
Chang Siguo happily clasped his fists and said, "Please give me some advice, Uncle Ji."
You're not polite, he stepped down a little, his whole body was swept like a strong wind, and he punched Ji Bumin in the chest on the bank of the stream three feet away. The enemy fights for his life.
During this period of practicing boxing in the water, he has improved his mastery of basic footwork, and this step is a little more calm.
"Bang", Ji Bumin struck with his right fist, and the two fists collided, creating a metallic sound.
Chang Si's momentum was blocked, so he followed his balance and strength and kicked his foot from the side like a whip, creating an afterimage and hitting it backwards. This was Fu Hujin's scissoring kick.
Simple, fierce, and hard to guard against.
"Bang", Ji Bumin used his left fist to block it again. His punches were very fast and short.
After repelling Chang Siguo's two consecutive blows, he rushed to attack with the third punch.
In an instant, the two figures were fighting from the stream to the woods, and then into the air. They were fighting fast, hitting the flesh with their fists, and there was a "bang bang" sound. The strong wind blew, the trees were broken, and the sand and rocks were flying. It was extremely fierce.
The two of them were entangled in close quarters, switching between offense and defense very quickly and dazzlingly, much more ferocious than a fight between monks.
Also because it's a close-up fight, it's a bit more visually dangerous.
Zhang Xiaoxing didn't want to eat ashes. He had already flown high in the sky and watched the battle from a high position, with a face full of pain and muttering in his mouth.
"When warriors fight, it's so savage."
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