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On the open space in front of the lonely peak, after Rong Qing cleaned up the residual snow on the ground, he still insisted on his cultivation as before. Although the exercises are still at the human level, between Rong Qing's swings of his fists and feet at this time, in addition to the previous momentum and elegance, there is also a trace of concussive power. Although the power of such a concussion is weak, it can play a role in strengthening the periosteum in the practice of exercises again and again.

The martial arts scriptures say that the cultivation of the Yellow Order Gong is to shock and strengthen the periosteum. If it weren't for the fact that the exercises were to enter the circle and steadily reach the realm of a warrior, even if they obtained the Yellow Rank exercises, it would be impossible to do this. Rong Qing, on the other hand, was able to use the human-level exercises that combine rigidity and softness to create a trace of the artistic conception of bone refining.

During these days, the weather is getting colder and colder, but Rong Qing doesn't have that unbearable feeling. The exercises have entered the stage of bone refining, which has made her truly appreciate what it means to be "reborn".

After the practice was over, Rong Qing rested for a while, and after the exercises he wrote, he added his perception of the realm of bone refining. Feeling that the sweat on his body had dried, Rong Qing took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and cleaned the cave again. The rice cakes and roe meat stewed on the fire are also cooked, giving off an enticing aroma.

Rong Qing finished the meal and ate it carefully, while drinking a small glass of wine.

Rong Qing is not a lover of alcohol, but this wine is a medicinal wine she bought in the market, called "Diqing". This kind of wine is used by farmers to regulate their bodies when they are working, and it is not very expensive. However, when it is poured into the tile jar containing the [Crispy Tiger Bone Paste], it is a little stronger than the [Bear Bile Strongliquor] boiled with water before.

Rong Qing has now really begun to improve his physique, and he will not be deficient and not replenished, this wine can naturally invigorate blood and tendons, nourish the body, strengthen the periosteum, and make cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

[Crispy Tiger Bone Paste] is a miracle medicine only available in wealthy families and clans. Ordinary clans, even the Yin Mansion may not have such good things.

In the evening, Rong Qing meditated cross-legged, visualized the Great Compassion and Yang Sutra, and restored the bones that were a little uncomfortable due to the shock. After all, she didn't have a real Yellow Rank Exercise, and she definitely had damage after cultivation and needed to recover.

In a short time, Rong Qing has gone from visualization to meditation, and finally entered the realm of "fetal breath". But the Great Compassion and Yang Sutra is still slowly moisturizing, recuperating the body, and recovering Rong Qing's tired muscles and periosteum little by little. During this time, Rong Qing used the [Demon Ape Trace Fist] to shake the periosteum, and used the magic medicine to nourish it, plus the recovery of the treasure scripture, and he had already entered the superior realm of the samurai.

Moreover, her [Great Compassion and Yang Sutra] has really reached the state of entry, there is no dream at night, and after entering the realm of fetal breath, it is born naturally, and there is no need to deliberately visualize.

This is the realm of true divine entry recorded in the Martial Scriptures! Refining the body during the day and cultivating the body at night, it can be said that Rong Qing is cultivating for twelve hours a day, almost all the time, and he doesn't know how many times more than the children of ordinary scholars.

And ordinary people need four hours of sleep, but Rong Qing now only needs to sleep for three hours to completely sweep away the exhaustion.

Early the next morning, Rong Qing got up, combed his hair, and felt extremely energetic.

After more than half a year, Rong Qing's originally cut hair has grown half a foot long, and it is dark and dense, which proves that her body is very healthy. Coupled with the increase in cultivation, her danger was reduced a little, and Rong Qing did not buy old clothes anymore, but bought a few new clothes, and the whole person looked much more refreshed.

Taking a deep breath, Rong Qing thought back to his fight with Yin Zhuang, and a desire to do it suddenly arose.

"The giant ape opens the mountain! Butterfly Shadow Splitting Flowers! Demon Ape Moonshot! Butterfly Dance Lost! Giant Ape Yokoyama! Flying butterflies through the waves! Giant ape rice planting! Butterflies fly! ……”

Interpreting all the thirty-six exercises in one go, Rong Qing was no longer tired at this time, as if this set of exercises was no longer enough to cause any load on her. Then Rong Qing shook her body slightly, and after the exercise was over, the periosteum of her whole body was warm and comfortable, and finally she broke a firewood for testing her strength with a punch, and found that the bones of her hand were no longer as painful as before.

Moreover, the firewood used in this test has become an inch thick, which is much stronger than before.

"Okay, good, although I don't have the Yellow Rank Exercises, I can't really step into the realm of 'refining bones like steel', but I have now really achieved the rank of a superior warrior!"

The superior warriors are those who have begun to practice the bone refining techniques of the Yellow Order, but have not really entered the realm of martial artists, refining bones like steel.

It is recorded in the martial arts that a samurai is a five-man enemy, and such a superior samurai can be a nine-man enemy.

"It's a pity, if I can get a Yellow Rank Exercise, then I will be able to achieve it as a matter of course and become a martial artist in one fell swoop. Hmph, I am a young and a human being, although I am from a humble background, but the results of my cultivation are stronger than those of ordinary scholars, and I am on par with those geniuses. ”

The children of the scholar clan were born noblely and were able to learn literature and martial arts from an early age. However, the cultivation exercises, especially the bone refining exercises, are only practiced after the teeth are replaced, that is, in the fifteenth year of learning.

The exercises cannot be practiced randomly, and if you are not careful, you may become disabled. Rong Qing is because she has great compassion and returns to the Yang Sutra, otherwise she would have met the king of Hades half a year ago.

But some geniuses, who are wise and enlightened at the age of five or six, will start much earlier than ordinary scholars. According to legend, there was a twelve-year-old boy surnamed Gan in the Middle Ages, who entered the picture as a martial saint, and it was passed down as a good story.

But such a legend will only disgust Rong Qing. Because in her previous life, someone once said to her: I am twenty years old, you are thirty years old, why are you standing in the office and being scolded by me?

Why? is because of her birth, Rong Qing has always thought that if she has a chance, she will not be worse than the children of the Shi clan. She is also thirteen or fourteen years old in this life, even if it is not for anything, Rong Qing hopes to become a real martial artist as soon as possible.

If the scholar clan is a nobleman, then the martial artist is the nobleman of the scholar clan.

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"Wang! Woof! Woof! ”

At the foot of the Two Realms Mountain, a son on a horse was looking coldly at the rugged mountain road. Beside him were more than a dozen slaves in leather jackets, as well as three vicious dogs. These three big dogs, all as strong as a calf, with black fur all over their bodies, and a hideous demeanor, are the sacred dogs of the wealthy family to watch the family, called the "magic wolf dog".

This kind of dog is not only highly intelligent, but also several times more sensitive than ordinary dogs, especially with a strong sense of smell, and can track down prey dozens or even hundreds of miles away. But today, this son did not go to the mountains to hunt, he was the second son of Yin Huai, the head of the Yin Mansion, and this trip was for the sake of Yin Zhuang, a house slave who had not returned for a long time.

Yin Zhuang left the mansion in order to contact the Jiangnan gentry and procure kabuki. The delay in returning made the second son of Yin very depressed.

"Childe, judging from the reaction of the demon wolf dog, I am afraid that Yin Zhuang has already been poisoned, and his body has been destroyed!" After a short time, a slave led the wolf dog, returned to the horse, and stood with his hands. The snow at the foot of the mountain has been swept away, revealing the blackened walls and land. Second Prince Yin rode on the horse, sneered, and said, "Okay." ”

"Childe, the New Year is coming soon, so the slave invites Childe back to his house, and when the New Year is over, how about reasoning? ......," the slave asked cautiously.

"Let the demon wolf dog lead the way and go into the mountains to find people." Yin Ergongzi reined in the horse's head, and then turned over, and he had landed firmly on the ground, as if he had stood up from a chair with ease. Several Hao slaves glanced at each other, and then arched their hands and said, "No! "The words of the second son of Yin have never been said a second time, they only follow them.

Moreover, these slaves have all practiced a superb martial arts, comparable to real soldiers, and there are more than ten people; Yin Huai is a master of martial arts, and he is also a figure in the army, but he is not afraid of those robbers in the mountains.

"This time we go into the mountains, let's pick up some game by the way, and add some ingredients to the table of you slaves!" Yin Ergongzi stepped on the snow with his hands behind his back and walked into the mountain road, leaving behind him two neat and neat footprints of the same depth. The slaves hurriedly showed flattering smiles, led the horses and hounds, and carried him into the mountains with him.

"Xie Er Gongzi reward!"

... (Jiangsu)