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"Do you practice the Fa horizontally?"

I spent all day thinking about the horizontal exercises, and I couldn't stop when Liu Heng returned to his house. Tomato □◇Say☆Net '--.x-f-q'

However, he didn't continue to think about how to help the warriors in the village improve their combat power, but was inspired by a flash of inspiration and thought of himself, "After all, they are two flowers born on a branch and leaf, and the two branches of horizontal practice and internal strength are in the same line, in fact, there are many commonalities and things that can be used for reference." ”

Especially after passing the martial arts realm with the greatest difference, entering the martial arts realm, the two have returned to the same path to the same end, and they also need to train and open the heavy god mansion to obtain greater improvement.

"The inner family, the emphasis is on brewing in the mansion and opening up new divine power, and horizontal training is ......" Liu Heng squinted, "The emphasis is on refining the mansion!"

The so-called refining mansion is to refine the divine mansion.

Although the inner family and Henglian are also places where the Shenfu is regarded as a treasure of the human body, and the place where the qi and blood are developed and stored, the inner family focuses on warming and nourishing the palace gods, and the Henglian is to build the Shenfu into a "barracks", making it a source of power, and constantly bursting out more powerful qi and blood to support the whole body!

"In the past, I always felt that the Lingyuan Secret Realm might be able to solve the hidden dangers of the Blood Refining Technique, and I always had hope, so I didn't put too much energy into the horizontal practice method, but later the hope was cut off one after another, but I didn't have time to ponder the horizontal practice method anymore. He also considered this path at the time, but at that time, he put more hope on "Blood Practice", but he didn't choose this path in the end.

Today, it's different.

The divine soul is inexplicable, and it seems to have broken through to the bachelor realm, but the divine mansion is still troubled, and "Blood Refining Gong" is destined to be a road of near despair. He didn't know when he would die, how long he would live, but there was nothing too urgent waiting for him to fight except for recuperation. As soon as I calmed down, I felt that I was in a panic, and I didn't find something to do, and I always felt that I couldn't do anything, so I finally focused my attention on the horizontal exercises.

"Originally, I didn't practice the horizontal practice in a serious way, but for various reasons, my qi and blood were too full, and I broke through the boundaries of the martial arts realm on my own, and now I want to practice officially, it shouldn't be difficult to think about it. Liu Heng muttered, "When you reach the realm of horizontal martial arts, refine the Divine Mansion, and forge the Divine Mansion into an existence comparable to a divine weapon, maybe you can really bear the impact of internal force." Moreover, filling too much qi and blood into the skin membrane of the flesh and bones can also indirectly reduce the strength of the internal force, and it seems that I don't know if it can be done, but it doesn't seem like a bad thing. ”

Well, being idle is idle anyway, so let's try it.

After making up his mind, he recalled the horizontal practice methods he had read, but found that he had ignored them too much at that time, and the inheritance of the exercises had corresponding restrictions, and now he had only seen the exercises of the martial arts realm. The only thing in his cognition that involves the martial arts realm, and even determines that there is a higher level of horizontal practice, is only the one he learned from Wujiang's mouth during the day today, "Hundred Hammer Gong".

Liu Heng looked weird, "Could it be that the old gentleman discussed with the clan elders in the village before, and asked me to come to the martial arts field to guide the martial artists, there is such a hidden intention?

This old gentleman is also said to be a Confucian student, but his actions give Liu Heng a feeling that is different from that of Confucian students. Not only proficient in medicine, but also seems to know a little about the way of divination, I heard that he occasionally instructed the young people in the village to practice martial arts, and often gave the villagers questions and plans, and lived for half a lifetime, in order to win the unanimous respect of the villagers.

These characters are completely different from those old Confucian scholars in Liu Heng's impression who only seek knowledge and do not ask about the world, and they can be called old immortals. I can hear the patriarch and the people in the village mention that the old gentleman's cultivation is not high, at most he is only the peak of the husband's realm, and he rarely goes out to the village from middle age, and he can understand the affairs of the world, which is the most surprising place. Even if his cultivation is higher than that of the old man, the old patriarch still respects him very much, and he does not dare to be contemptuous because of this, and although Liu Heng has no chance to see his true face, after waking up, he also feels the power of the old man again and again, and he respects him.

"No matter how good your health is another day, you should go and worship it anyway. ”

Liu Heng muttered, finally got up and quietly pushed open the door.

His body used to be too strong, and he was too weak after waking up, and last night he swallowed a whole nearly thousand catties of Fu Realm Demon Beast alive, and Rong Lotus Root Stomach was refined into qi and blood a little bit, which was still only a drop in the bucket for recovery. Judging from the situation of refining yesterday, if you want to recover to walking freely, you have to refine it for at least five or six days, and if you want to return to the appearance of your husband's realm, it is estimated that you will have to refine like this for a month or two, and if you want to fully recover, I really don't know when you will go.

Slowly moving to the firewood room, he saw two small mountains under the moonlight like a big black shadow exuding a thick fishy smell, and a little white fat who was panting on top of a black shadow's head.

"Okay, okay, I know you've worked hard. Liu Heng was helpless, "I will treat you well in the future, okay?"

Xiao Bai Chubby stared at the round eyes, and then jumped around, if people who are not familiar with it must think that it is running and jumping around, but how can Liu Heng not understand what it is jumping on, "Yes, yes, there are no big demons nearby, the farther and farther you run, you have run hundreds of miles, you are more hard and hard than I know...... Hold on for another day, the day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival, after the festival, you don't have to work so hard to catch two ends, only need to catch one end is enough, don't you feel much more relaxed all of a sudden?"

Looking at Liu Heng's smiling face, Xiao Baipang's angry face soared, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of fire, which frightened Liu Heng so much that he quickly covered his face, but he was still roasted to the point that his clothes were on fire, and he quickly slapped it, making a lot of trouble.

When he looked over again, Xiao Baipang was no longer there, obviously angry with Liu Heng's shamelessness.

Looking at his smoky appearance, Liu Heng couldn't cry or laugh, he would never have imagined that he would one day be reduced to the point of relying on Xiaobai Fat, how miserable it would be.

Anyway, it was like this, and he didn't bother to clean it up anymore, so he lit the firewood, lit the fire, made a fire to boil water, and slowly cut the meat and cooked it.

This pot is big enough, one pot can boil two or three hundred catties of demon meat, but the demon meat is very condensed, and it takes at least more than an hour to boil it to the extent of cooked food. So while waiting for the boil, Liu Heng stayed in front of the stove, staring at the pot while continuing to ponder about the horizontal practice.

Since he decided to try it, Liu Heng would not just talk about it casually, and re-experience the content of "Hundred Hammers" told by Wujiang during the day. In this process, Liu Heng seemed to be slow and fast, eating two large pots of demon meat, and the remaining demon meat was stuffed with a whole pot and continued to boil, at this time, it was considered to have completely eaten the content of the habitat and husband realm of "Hundred Hammers", and there was no doubt or unclear place.

"Let's get started. ”

Liu Heng got up, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and posed in a starting pose.

After all, he was cultivating from scratch, Liu Heng didn't dare to be sloppy, and decided to start with the exercises.

"The first type, go to the oven. ”

He stood on tiptoe and struck a very strange pose, as if he were on the wall of a fiery oven under his feet, and he was about to hold a child in his arms. The wall of the hot oven can melt gold and iron at high temperature, not to mention the flesh and feet of the human body, you can only stand on tiptoe to reduce the contact with the hot wall, and you have to constantly change the *** to share this hot, and you have to carefully protect the child in your arms, how difficult it is.

"The ancestor who created this exercise in the past wouldn't have really experienced such a thing, right?"

Before he took the pose, Liu Heng felt the difficulty of this posture, thinking that even when the original state was intact, it was still not easy to "walk the oven".

This distracting thought just flashed in his mind, his steps slowed down a little, and his whole posture immediately became unsmooth, and even the thin qi and blood also did not run smoothly, and his body staggered, and he almost injured himself by mistake.

"Sure enough, everyone who can create the exercises is very human. Liu Heng's face was very pale, sweating through his chest and back, while sighing at the extraordinary master of his ancestors, he knew more and more how weak his body was.

Fortunately, he had just practiced martial arts back then, and he had a similar experience, so he would not be discouraged. After breathing a sigh of relief, reviewing what had gone wrong, he resumed his practice.

There is indeed no difference between horizontal training and internal training in the habitat, both are the process of external training of muscles and bones, but the way of training is similar. The first style of "Hundred Hammer Gong", the training moves are different, but the effect is just like the basic style of "Bow Body Technique", one style can open up the triple realm of the habitat training period, and the original triple realm of the habitat does not need to practice other moves.

After all, Liu Heng is a person who has come over, no matter how difficult it is to "go to the oven", it will not be difficult for him, only the second time he already looks like him, and the third time he has grasped a trace of the charm of the move.

However, at this time, Liu Heng immediately stopped. It's not that there is a new problem with the moves, but that there is a lack of corresponding secret recipes, and he doesn't dare to practice any further.

"It turns out that there is no secret recipe, and this is what it looks like to practice the exercises alone. ”

With the corresponding secret recipe, the qi and blood will be condensed in the tempering place during cultivation, and will not scatter out. However, at this moment, practicing the physical exercises without using the secret recipe, the body's qi and blood consumption rate is amazingly fast, but only a small part is used to temper the muscles and muscles, and most of them are emitted in large quantities along the pores and seven orifices.

Twice the work, half the work.

Liu Heng finally accumulated that bit of qi and blood, where can he withstand this kind of consumption, if he practices two more times, he may have to practice himself until he lies down again, and he can't get out of bed again, so he naturally doesn't dare to practice again.

"But it's kind of useful. This attempt is not to gain nothing, at least Liu Heng felt that his stiff muscles seemed to soften a little, "It seems that it is better to practice, wait until tomorrow I will go to the martial arts arena to ask for some secret herbs, and then try again." ”

tasted the sweetness, and strengthened Liu Heng's idea of cultivation, loosening his muscles and bones, as long as the consumption is not large, it is not a bad thing. As for whether it can achieve the effect that Liu Heng wants, and train the Divine Mansion to the point where it can withstand his qi and blood, it is not something that can be said with certainty now.

He calmed down his inexplicable restless breath and blood, sat down by the stove and ate the last pot of demon meat, and the sky was already white.

After cleaning the stove and returning to its original state, Liu Heng looked at the firewood room and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "I have to think of a way to let Xiaobaipang bring some firewood, otherwise where can I hide it?"

It turned out that it only took two days, and most of the firewood that was originally piled up in the Yajia firewood room was used, and the consumption of boiling demon meat was also not a small amount.

It's a shame that Liu Heng didn't use the firewood he placed outside the firewood room, and the Ya family only had one old, one young and one sick, and the consumption was not big on weekdays, as long as Liu Heng locked the door of the firewood room as it was, it was estimated that he could temporarily hide it for a while.

He was still thinking about where to get the little white fat back, who wanted to see a small white and round figure in the corner of the room as soon as he entered the house, and when he noticed him entering the house, he immediately looked very vigilant.

"What good things are you stealing behind my back?"

As soon as he saw this, Liu Heng knew that before he entered the house, Xiao Baipang was busy stealing something, no matter how much he hid it, how could he hide it from Liu Heng. Liu Heng sat on the bed and stared at the little white fat "affectionately", and sighed faintly, "Sure enough, I have grown up and have grown my skills, how is it like back then?"

He was full of emotion from the moment he met Xiao Bai Pang, and he had a lot of bitter and sweet memories, and he said that Xiao Bai Chubby had a complicated face, and he hesitated, and finally handed the stolen things to Liu Heng.

Ooh!

Although he had no intention of snatching the "rations" that Xiao Baipang had stolen, when he saw Xiao Baipang take out a half-bitten silver hexagram eye-catcher, Liu Heng still couldn't help but let out an exclamation in his heart, and he knew how carefree Xiao Baipang was now.

"This kind of high-grade elixir, it is estimated that it is easy to find only in the Spirit Origin Secret Realm, it seems that this little guy has also stolen a lot of good things. Thinking that if the elixir that Xiao Bai Fat secretly ate was taken out, it could be exchanged for tens of thousands of catties of demon meat that he had eaten in the past few days, Liu Heng suddenly calmed down in his heart. He smiled with a "gratifying" face, "We are little white and fat, not only have we grown up, but we are also more sensible." It's enough for you to have this heart, how can I ask for your things?"

He said "warm words" for a long time, and finally "inadvertently" mentioned what he was worried about, the little white fat face became more and more wrinkled, and he looked reluctant, but he still got out under Liu Heng's true emotion.

It's okay to go out, but when he came back, Xiao Baipang obviously reacted, and he didn't give Liu Heng a good face for a day.

And Liu Heng solved a worrying matter, and after practicing comfortably and calmly for two hours, he was awakened by the noise outside the door again.

In the face of the chaotic villagers, Liu Heng repeated yesterday's cliché in a serious manner, and when the villagers happily divided the huge body of the black bear demon and sent it to the martial arts arena, Liu Heng also went to the martial arts arena accompanied by Wujiang, and pointed out the big and small martial artists one by one in the field.

Seeing the obvious progress of the young and strong warriors, the elders of the clan were relieved, and they did not suspect him when they heard Liu Heng say that they needed some secret recipes, and they thought that Liu Heng was very attentive to the things they pointed out, so they hurriedly sent a large number of herbs needed for the secret recipe, and they became more and more respectful and grateful to Liu Heng, so that Liu Heng, who couldn't tell the truth, didn't know what to say.

In the afternoon, after having lunch with the warriors, he felt the unusual excitement and noise of the warriors, and he was about to walk out of the martial arts arena together, Liu Heng couldn't help but be surprised, "Don't practice in the afternoon?"

Wu Jiang patted his head, "Look at my memory, why did you forget to tell my husband? The day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and these guys will have to compete in archery at that time, so they will go to the mountains today and tomorrow afternoon to practice bow shooting, and there is no way to practice martial arts." ”