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The first time I practiced Wudang Jiuyang Gong, the internal force was running very hard and slowly, because of different mental methods, the meridian routes taken by the internal force were different, and the first operation needed to use our own internal force to open up and dredge new meridian routes, so at this time, Xiao Peng's internal force not only did not grow, but was lost.

This is also the reason why the general sect must first practice the basic mental method before cultivating the high-level mental method, and the basic mental method is originally to prepare for the cultivation of the advanced and profound mental method, and if there is no trace of internal strength, it is impossible to practice the advanced mental method at all.

As the so-called cultivation has no years, time has passed unconsciously, Xiao Peng finally sorted out the practice route of Wudang Jiuyang Gong, and completed a week, this Wudang Jiuyang Gong's practice route includes one-third of the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, and it took Xiao Peng nearly five hours to complete this big week.

Running for a week, Xiao Peng didn't dare to stop at all, and immediately started the operation of the second Sunday, this time it was much easier than the last time, the speed was much faster, and it was not like the last time when the internal force did not increase but decreased, when the internal force in Xiao Peng's dantian flowed through the meridian acupoints that had just been dredged, there would be a trace of more refined, powerful air flow out of thin air, converging into Xiao Peng's internal force.

Only this time of operation, it completely made up for the internal force consumed just now, and from the beginning of the third week, the internal force that had not been seen for a long time began to increase significantly, which was due to the fact that Xiao Peng's basic mental method did not slack off after the completion of the Dacheng, but continued to compress and refine the internal force every day.

Under normal circumstances, a person who has attained the perfection of the basic mental method will usually start practicing the advanced mental method immediately, but the internal force stored after the completion of the basic mental method is just enough to open up a new line of practice, and when the first week is completed, he will basically have a trace of internal force left, and then rely on the guidance of that trace of internal force, and then slowly accumulate new internal force of higher quality.

There is no doubt that after the first Zhou Tian run, the more internal force he has left, the faster his cultivation speed will naturally be, no wonder the main god said that he will soon be able to cultivate Wudang Jiuyang Gong to the three-point fire realm, it turns out that his basic internal force is refined and condensed enough, so there is a large internal force left when opening up new routes.

In this way, he will indeed be able to reach the realm of three-point fire soon, and the Jiuyang true qi of the three-point fire level will definitely explode several times the basic internal force of the consummation level without negotiation, after all, in terms of quality, it is not a grade, one is called internal force, and the other is called true qi, so experience it yourself!

Feeling that the remaining internal force in the dantian will be transformed after each operation, and it can also grow, and the speed of operation is getting faster and faster, Xiao Peng is like he is addicted, and he keeps running the internal force over and over again, and the feeling of clearly feeling his strength getting stronger little by little is really fascinating, no wonder it is said that there is no time for cultivation, and it turns out that he is immersed in the pleasure of improving his strength.

Just as Xiao Peng's ninth week was running and he was about to start the tenth week, the main god prompt sounded: "Wastelanders, please note that the time from the forced teleportation back to the real world is less than five minutes, which is no longer enough to run for another week. ”

Listening to the words of the main god, Xiao Peng was slightly stunned, "No, 14 hours will pass? I thought it would be a few hours at most!

Since there are less than five minutes left, Xiao Peng naturally has no choice but to regain his strength, there is already a small amount of basic internal force that has been transformed into Jiuyang True Qi, presumably he will be able to complete the transformation in a few months, and enter the three-point fire realm of Wudang Jiuyang Gong, but there is not much chance in the real world.

Although Wudang Jiuyang Gong is different from the general mental method, there is no danger of going mad, but Jiuyang Gong has its own function of defense against shock, if you are touched by someone when you are cultivating and accidentally injure your comrades, it will be troublesome.

"I can only wait for the next reincarnation, Lord God, send me back!"

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Xiao Peng slowly opened his eyes, he was still in the bed, turned over, looked at the familiar environment around him and the familiar faces lying on the bunk iron frame bed, Xiao Peng's memory of the real world completely lit up.

Just like last time, a feeling of being separated from the world filled my mind, the world of reincarnation, the world of reincarnation, and indeed the world of reincarnation! Every time I experienced the experience of the plot world, it was like going through a reincarnation, and the experiences of the two worlds kept flashing in my mind like a movie, and those things, those people, each one of them was remembered clearly.

Look at the time, it's only a little over six o'clock, and it will take a while for the wake-up number to ring, but Xiao Peng didn't want to lie down anymore, got up and got dressed, folded the quilt into a boxy, angular tofu block, and looked at the other comrades, they haven't woken up yet, Xiao Peng secretly lucked lightly, jumped down from the top bunk, and didn't make a sound.

Walking out of the room and walking to the top floor of the barracks, the veteran on duty at the staircase obviously knew Xiao Peng, a man of the year in the new barracks, and asked in surprise: "You are Xiao Peng from the first class, right? Why did you get up so early?"

Xiao Peng put his feet together and said respectfully: "Hello veteran, I have slept until I wake up naturally, I can't sleep, lying down is a waste of time, it's better to get up early and exercise." ”

The veteran nodded appreciatively, "This is a good habit, no wonder you are so strong at a young age, go ahead! ”

"Yes, thank you, veteran. Xiao Peng saluted and said to the veteran.

"Hehe, you're welcome, I just came a few years before you, after all, we are all soldiers, so you don't need to salute me. "This year, the veterans and squad leaders who have brought recruits to the recruit camp are very fond of Xiao Peng, his strength is outstanding, but he is not arrogant or impatient, whether it is to treat the veteran squad leader or to his comrades, he is polite and courteous, which is better than those guys who have a little ability and their nostrils are facing the sky, I don't know how much.

Just like the recruit company of the sharpshooter battalion who came out of the sports school and practiced sanda, he had several conflicts with his comrades within a few days of coming here, and almost even the squad leader wanted to fight, although this kind of thorn soldier has always been more favored by the chiefs, because educating such a thorn well and bringing it into a qualified soldier will give them a sense of achievement, but the thorn soldier is actually not welcomed at all among the soldiers.

Bidding farewell to the veterans, Xiao Pengjing went up to the top floor, and the barracks of the new barracks were not high, only four floors. The winter is relatively dry, and the yellow leaves and wind and sand are flying all over the sky, adding a bit of gloom to this suburban army station.

Xiao Peng moved his body casually, then put on a Tai Chi posture and moved slowly.

Xiao Peng's current Taijiquan has not yet reached the realm of doing what he wants, emphasizing the intention and not repeating the form, so he just practiced the Taijiquan moves over and over again, and this exercise he brought the internal strength carrying method, and an invisible air flow formed around him.

Xiao Peng found that the fallen leaves and wind and sand within half a meter of him would naturally be attracted by his fist, and they swirled around him. It's a pity that his Tai Chi strength is only at the level of the first glimpse of the door, and he is far from being able to attract all the leaves, wind and sand between his palms to form a round ball, as in TV and movies.

To do that, I am afraid that we must at least reach the realm of perfection, that is, the realm of Taijiquan emphasizing the meaning and not the form.

Xiao Peng continued to practice the moves of Tai Chi, and soon sank into the fist, quietly comprehending the fist intent, and what he didn't notice was that as he continued to practice, the airflow range around him that could affect the fallen leaves was becoming larger little by little.

Xiao Peng didn't know how many times he had played Tai Chi, and he didn't know how much time had passed, but he was pulled back from his addiction by the elongated eight tones of the wake-up number.

"Huh......" Xiao Peng drew a big circle with both hands on his chest, pressed his palms from top to bottom to close the momentum, and finally closed in the abdominal dantian.

Exhaling lightly, Xiao Peng turned around and walked to the staircase.