After eating, when he returned home to rest, Gongliang took off his iron piece and began to beat his whole body with an iron rod.

The iron rod the thickness of the little finger that he had first asked Ye Han to make had been replaced, and now the iron rod was about the thickness of a pigeon's egg.

Hit the body again and again, like a hammer hitting an iron block, slowly beating the iron into steel.

Two years of hammering and weight-bearing have tamped the restless and vain strength in his body, making his muscles strong and fine, and even the body's resistance has increased infinitely. So that since he came here, he has never been sick. Even if you are inadvertently cut or stabbed by blades of grass or branches, it is just a blink of an eye, and you don't need to apply medicine.

After beating his body, he hit the Xingyi Five Elements Fist back and forth in the room a few more times before stopping, stretching his waist, and feeling a hungry moan coming from his body.

He went to the kitchen, brought out a bowl of thick soup made from animal bones with a little wild pepper powder, and drank it.

Occasionally, he found that when he drank a sip of beast soup when he became very tired after beating, his strength actually increased after he got up the next day. This accidental discovery gave him a lot of encouragement, so now he taps his body hard every night until he gets tired.

After drinking the soup, he sat cross-legged on the bed, held his mind still, closed his eyes and heart, and in a moment, he entered the realm of emptiness and emptiness.

In an instant, a grain of rice-thin true qi jumped out of the dantian and began to circulate in his body.

In the past two years, Yanbe has sacrificed to the ancestral gods several times, and the sparks obtained after each sacrifice have accumulated in the body, so that he has the true qi that is now thick with grains of rice, which is not easy to calculate. As the amount of true qi increased, he began to be able to clearly feel the true qi in the dantian, no longer the same as before, just a feeling of nothingness. It's a pity that the envoy still didn't move. However, he had a good mentality, thinking that if he could be a little bigger, he would be able to try to attack the second pulse of Ren Du.

Early the next morning, when he came to the corridor outside to play a few Five Elements Boxing, Gongliang only felt refreshed, and yesterday's fatigue was swept away, and he had endless strength on his body.

After eating, he continued to practice his sword in the hunting ground.

Practicing knives is still the same, chopping and chopping. As the number of times increased, Gongliang was enlightened.

The knife is actually an extension of the fist, so the fist technique can be completely transformed into the knife technique. If you think about it carefully, the split in the five elements of Xingyi Boxing can actually be understood as the chopping in the knife technique; the collapse fist is straightened, and there is no regret all the way forward, in fact, it is the thorn in the knife technique; the drill fist is tricky, from the jaw to the top, in fact, it is the upper pick in the knife technique, or it is also the upper stab; the cannon fist takes an oblique step, one punch blocks the enemy, and one punch kills the enemy, which should be a combination of the knife stab and the horizontal and blocking; and the horizontal fist flying and throwing is clearly the sweep in the knife technique.

Come to think of it, Gongliang feels like a genius.

It's a pity that my parents didn't bother to cultivate back then, otherwise I would have been a martial arts master who taught his disciples to eat together, rather than an otaku who coded words all day long to make a living.

Sighing, Gongliang cleaned up his mood and continued to practice swordsmanship. Because he had some understanding, he no longer practiced the knife technique and slashed blindly over there, and began to integrate the Xingyi Five Elements Fist that he had practiced well, and slowly, his knife technique had a little taste.

The days of martial arts practice passed quickly, and half a day passed in an instant.

When he finished practicing the knife in the evening, he was not in a hurry to go back, but called the Xiaoshi brothers together and came to the spring where the tribe used water.

Because he knew the usefulness of wild pepper, he specially opened a plot of land next to the spring to plant wild pepper.

I don't know what's going on, but the wild pepper grown by the spring is not only not wild and degraded, but more perverted and spicy, it's hell. Recently, the wild pepper has matured, and he has not come when he is busy practicing knives, so today he brought the Xiaoshi brothers over to help pick them.

When he came to the place, he saw the wild peppers on the wild pepper trees that were ripe and red, Gongliang hurriedly ran up to pick them, and the Xiaoshi brothers also hurriedly stepped forward to help.

There are thirty or forty wild peppers he planted here, each of which is about two meters and a half high, and each of them has ripe wild pepper fruits. After picking wild peppers, Gongliang found some tender branches next to him and made a few small baskets to load, and finally filled four small baskets.

The three of them went back with their things, and when they got home, Gongliang heard a loud moo in the distance. I don't know if it's the estrus season of the giant turtle, but recently he has been hearing the giant turtle in the stream barking.

As a result, he thought to himself, should he catch the giant turtle again, so as to try the taste of the new wild pepper.

He did what he wanted, and after practicing the knife technique the next day, he took some animal meat and chopped it, added fishmeal to make a delicious meat ball, and then added a large number of wild peppers pounded into red mud with stone mortars in the innermost, and finally tied it to the woods by the stream with a big iron hook, and went back to sleep with confidence.

At night, darkness gradually fills the sky.

Countless stars broke through the night, and the night moisture permeated the air.

The starry sky is exceptionally clear, and the distant stars are shining, like pearls, like handfuls of broken gold, scattered on the jasper plate. At this moment, it is so quiet and serene, the leaves are rustling, the wind is singing softly, and the stars are blinking non-stop.

Everything, everything, seems so quiet, so quiet.

Suddenly, a roaring moo shook the silent night sky, and Gongliang suddenly opened his eyes.

There was another loud moo, and when he heard the sound outside, Gongliang hurriedly ran out of the house, but saw that there were already people outside, and the lit bonfires and torches reflected the whole tribe.

The people of the tribe thought that it was a fierce beast attacking, and they came with weapons without even wearing clothes, which was so brave that Gongliang almost had a long needle's eye.

I don't know what's going on?" Gongliang thought as he looked at the gathered crowd. There was another loud moo, but the sound was a little tired, much quieter than the one just now. Gongliang suddenly remembered the bait he put outside, and his heart couldn't have been tricked by a giant turtle!

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible.

So, he was bold and ran to the gate of the village.

The tribesmen had already crowded the gate of the village, and he relied on the small people to drill into the gap, and finally found a gap to look out, but saw that it was dark outside, and he couldn't see any ghosts, and he didn't know what the tribe people were doing here.

As the time went on, the mooing outside became quieter and quieter, and gradually faded away.

The roar of the beast also woke up the witches and leaders of the tribe, and they rushed to see.

At this time, the roar of the beast outside was gone, and Wu stood on the watchtower by the gate of the fortress and looked out, picked up a burning torch and threw it out. The firelight illuminated the pitch-black night outside, and in the direction where the torch landed, everyone saw an oversized giant turtle lying on the ground.

The giant turtle was reddish, a breath of heat erupted from its nose, its limbs twitched, and it seemed that it was not completely dead, and it was estimated that the roaring giant moo just now came from its mouth.

According to Gongliang's eyes, this giant turtle should be eight meters in size, larger than the one he hunted last time.

Seeing this, he didn't know that he had made trouble, so he quickly shrank his head, turned around and slipped back home.