When Wen Yiming told Jiang Xian the origin of the twenty gold coins, Jiang Xian refused to believe anything, but when she saw the golden gold coins on the table, she couldn't help but believe it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing that Uncle Tong Shan and his family were still present, Jiang Xian did not suspect that her son had done something to commit adultery, but she still thought in her heart that she would have to go to Uncle Tong Shan's house tomorrow to confirm it.

After all, this is a lot of money, and people like them save a little money, enough to live for more than ten years, and marry a daughter-in-law? Jiang Xian is happy when she thinks about it, she has no other wishes, so she looks forward to her son marrying a daughter-in-law when he grows up, bringing a big fat boy, and then the family of four will live a peaceful life.

At noon, the mother and son ate happily together, the two mothers and sons sandwiched each other's dishes, watching Wen Yiming's appetite and eating violently, Jiang Xian felt that her illness was much better all of a sudden.

The happy time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a month passed quietly, and this month was the happiest time Jiang Xian had.

And Wen Yiming is also very satisfied with this month, while enjoying the warmth from his mother's love, his physical fitness has also changed dramatically.

At this time, he was in the grove of his 'practice ground', and he knew that his cultivation had never stopped, looking at a piece of grass being trampled bare.

Wen Yiming once again performed the action of visually inspecting the physique and began to test the strength of the body, and after a set of movements, he was no longer out of breath as he was at the beginning, but his face did not change. In this regard, Wen Yiming made a preliminary judgment that a month's training has exceeded the physical strength of ordinary people, both physically and mentally. From now on, it is completely possible to carry out high-intensity special training.

Wen Yiming stood in the establishment and decided to start practicing the most basic martial arts. Mabu Pile Gong is the beginning of traditional martial arts, and it is also the foundation of returning to the basics, truly achieving the foundation building pile method of practicing muscles and bones on the outside and practicing one breath on the inside. The reason why Wen Yiming did not choose Mabu Pile Gong at the beginning was that in the case of insufficient physical fitness, the cultivation of Mabu Pile Gong not only failed to achieve the expected effect, but would be injured if he was not careful.

Wen Yiming rode a horse and squatted on the crotch at this time, the palm of his left hand pressed down on the dantian, the palm of his right hand obliquely upwards into the shape of a spread, and the five fingers were bluffed; he lifted his breath and condensed his mind, his mind sank into the dantian, and his eyes were level-level and far-sighted; the ten toes were rhythmically grasped and released, driving the center of gravity to float up and down slightly; and the breath was coordinated with the ups and downs of the body, inhaling like opening a bow, and exhaling like an arrow.

If someone in the know sees Wen Yiming's state at this time, they will definitely be amazed. At this time, he seemed to be as immobile as a mountain, but he could feel the blood and energy in his body surging like a river, and there was a faint charm of galloping across the field between the opening and closing of the whole person's momentum.

The main reason why Wen Yiming cultivated the horse step pile was to maintain momentum and change strength. This cultivation method can gradually cultivate the cultivator's momentum of moving forward indomitably and giving up others, followed by the exchange of strength. The so-called force exchange is to fade away the old force that has no potential for ordinary generation of the human body, and exchange it for a new force with unlimited potential to open the muscles and shake the bones. This process is not long, it only takes a week of hard training to achieve the effect of force change. Of course, it is extremely painful before the force exchange, and as the most arduous pile skill in traditional martial arts, not everyone can stick to it.

With the foundation of reconciling yin and yang with the two instrument piles, Wen Yiming insisted on the first horse step pile for nearly an hour, which seemed to be not long enough, but when Wen Yiming stood up, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and even his fingers involuntarily flicked from time to time.

Even though it was so painful, Wen Yiming still decided to accumulate four hours a day to practice Ma Bu Pile Gong, if he didn't replace the vain old power, he wouldn't be able to cultivate the inner martial arts. This is a necessary process, and since there are only two months to go before the disciple recruitment competition, it is said that one of the tests is strength. And the horse step pile is his main means to improve his strength, in the previous life of martial artists, a large number of people only know that the horse step pile is only to improve the ability of the lower plate, but in fact it is not.

The authentic horse step pile can not only cultivate the immovable and mountain-like lower plate kung fu, but also condense the overall strength, so that its internal strength fills the dantian, and reaches the strong explosive force directly poured into the limbs. And Wen Yiming, as a special forces instructor Wang before his death, was in a high position, and he had the right to consult the internal information of the National Security Bureau, which was all lost and orphaned books collected when the four olds were destroyed, which is Wen Yiming's deepest background. Among them, it is mentioned in "Shaolin Boxing Jingyi", "The horse step pile exercise method is invisible, and the static is vigorously born." 'The secret of cultivation.

Wen Yiming massaged his sore and trembling legs for a moment, and practiced Refined Tai Chi twice again. Such a combination of movement and static, not only does not waste time, but also can move the muscles and veins of the static pile work. After a month of tempering, Wen Yiming's Taijiquan has truly embarked on the realm of resisting power with qi, and the whole set of boxing fights is round and integrated, in one go, with both rigidity and softness.

After cultivating like this for seven consecutive days, Wen Yiming's body was in the process of changing his strength, and the whole person was vain and powerless, and he couldn't use any strength. If it was an ordinary person, he would still think that he had some kind of disease, but Wen Yiming was extremely excited when he was about to stumble at any time, with the experience of his previous life, he knew that this was the stage when the old power was replaced and the new force was born, so he only needed to grit his teeth and insist on continuing to cultivate, and he would be completely reborn in less than three days.

Sure enough, on the tenth day of high school, Wen Yiming completely replaced his old strength, this process was really a torment, and Wen Yiming really didn't want to have this torment anymore. But all these efforts are worth it. Wen Yiming could fully feel that the whole body was now the same, and a hot stream in the dantian was slowly swimming. He now felt empowered, with the illusion that he could kill a cow with a single punch.

Although in his previous life, he reached a certain height in his inner boxing, and nearly forty years of tempering have created a calm mind. But at this moment, he cultivated from scratch, and he still couldn't control the joy of this breakthrough.

Glancing left and right, I saw a large boulder lying on the edge of the woods. Wen Yiming stepped forward and squatted in front of the boulder, grabbed the edge with both hands, sat on the horse with ten toes, poured his arms into his arms, and violently held the boulder on his chest, and then shouted loudly, raised the boulder between his arms, and straightened his waist with his legs after taking a deep breath. Wen Yiming's eyes widened at this time, and he clenched his teeth, and he could see that he was doing his best. Despite this, Wen Yiming's heart was still full of enthusiasm, as if the pride had not yet been vented, and he walked more than ten steps in the woods with the big stone held high like an ancient general, and then he turned around and opened the stall with a loud roar and threw the big stone out.

Seeing the ground being smashed out of a half-foot-deep pit, Wen Yiming exhaled a long breath and laughed wildly, "Ya, it's enjoyable!"

According to Wen Yiming's estimate, this big stone must be at least more than 200 catties, and with the fact that he still has a little spare strength just now, there should be no problem with 300 catties. He is already very satisfied, this is still the case that his body muscles and bones have not been strengthened, give him another month, and wait until the comprehensive quality of his body is strengthened, and his strength will have to be doubled.

'Crackling' There was a burst of bone joints, Wen Yiming clenched his fists, looked at the gradually solid muscles of his arms, showed a little satisfaction, and muttered to himself: "I can finally rest assured that I can move the block hammer, and now the move block hammer, hey! It's not as simple as knocking down!"

Wen Yiming, who was obscene, saw the figure of a girl outside the woods running over in a hurry, and when he stared at it, it turned out to be Tong Qiuyue.

Wen Yiming's 'practice ground' Tong Qiang's two siblings have been here twice, and when they saw Tong Qiuyue at this time, they seemed to be in a hurry, and hurriedly said loudly: "Qiuyue, why are you running so fast?"

"Oh no, Brother Yiming, there is someone making trouble in my blacksmith shop, it seems that the two people who robbed you of your money last time. What should I do?" Tong Qiuyue estimated that she was tired of running, and she didn't go into the woods, so she sat outside and gasped and explained things briefly.

"Qiangzi and Uncle Tong, are they okay?" Wen Yiming hurriedly asked, "You rest here for a while, I'll go over and have a look first, don't worry, Qiu Yue!"

"There are a lot of them, be careful, Brother Yiming!" Tong Qiuyue really couldn't run, looking at the back of the disappearing intersection at the intersection, and didn't care if Wen Yiming could hear it, "My brother, they're fine." ”

Wen Yiming had just gone through the horse step pile method to exchange strength, and his whole body was light and powerful. Running at a uniform speed towards the bazaar, landing on his toes, he catapulted a distance of nearly three meters with each step, and judging by the relaxed expression on his face, it should not have reached the top speed.

In less than ten minutes, Wen Yiming had already arrived at Tong Qiang's blacksmith shop. I saw a large circle of people outside, pointing inward. A scolding voice came from inside, "Boy, where was that rabbit cub last time?" Don't say you don't know, I remember that you also took my kick, haha, don't be angry, or Lao Tzu will smash your shop." ”

When Wen Yiming heard this voice, he was vaguely familiar, thinking of the last robbery, and then he remembered that it was the voice of the thin man. Wen Yiming frowned, squeezed through the crowd and saw Tong Qiang lying on the edge of the counter, Chen Xiang was pressing Tong Qiang's forehead with a handkerchief, it seemed that he was injured, and Tong Shan was standing next to him with a hammer with an iron face full of iron.

"It's so boring to smash the shop, come and smash me!" Wen Yiming's heart was on fire, and he was angry at the same time as he felt guilty and angry for his own business.

Tong Qiang looked up and saw Wen Yiming, and hurriedly said: "Yiming, don't be impulsive!

Wen Yiming raised his hand and waved it, stopping Tong Qiang from continuing, and turned his head to look at the other party's group of people. In addition to the tall and thin man last time, there are two more men and one woman.

The thin man was obviously still a little afraid of Wen Yiming, and took half a step back, the last time he was punched in the heart, the pain lasted for three days before it gradually eased.

One of them, a middle-aged man in his thirties with a mustache, saw Wen Yiming looking at them, walked out and glanced at Wen Yiming, and said: "Contemptible Zhang Yimeng, the manager of the Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion, I must leave an explanation for the last incident, otherwise I Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion will not be able to explain to my colleagues in Baiyang Town." ”

Some people around who knew the situation in Poplar Town exchanged their heads one after another, "How did this young man provoke the people of Yuntao Martial Arts Hall, alas!"

"Yes, it's too careless, I hope this young man can be smarter and lose some money to calm people's anger!"

"Hard, do you think that kid looks like a man who can afford to lose?"

The people around shook their heads and sighed, but there was an expression on their faces that they didn't care about themselves and just wanted to see the excitement.