Hush......

The fat man put down the book and exhaled a long breath, and his two little eyes suddenly sudden.

After reading it more than a dozen times, I finally figured out what it meant.

This "Miscellaneous Theory of Cutting Walls" is really a way of thinking, and it is unique!

It is estimated that the person who wrote this book does not have S blood type, let alone a great opportunity, and cannot open a hole in the dantian.

In order to step into the martial arts, he opened his mind and came up with all kinds of means, what kind of ideas and methods, qi through the dantian technique, etc., as long as he could think of it, he wrote it down, and he could do everything.

However, these methods are extremely time-consuming, and the fat man is not interested, so he searched for a long time in it, and finally found a poison reduction technique.

That is, a certain anti-toxin technique is used to infect the membrane wall of the dantian, so that the lesion ulcerates and forms holes.

According to the author's intention, if the dantian has a hole, it can absorb vitality, and this hole can also continue to expand through infection, accelerate cultivation, and finally achieve the Great Dao.

However, this exercise also has a major hidden danger, and later, the area of the hole will increase, which will eventually lead to a rupture, the vitality will disappear, and the cultivator may become a waster.

However, if the infection rate is controllable, after his birth, old age, illness and death, the dantian will have a large area of ulceration and burst.

So what is there to be afraid of?

The point is that it takes very little time and energy, there are thousands of shortcuts in life, what if you are not careful?

......

Somewhere, a tropical rainforest.

As far as the eye can see, the dense trees stretch from the front of the eye to the distance, like a vast forest and ocean.

In the distance, a few faint mountains, a thin cloud and mist, add some mystery.

The sky above the rainforest is blue.

On this day, the air currents in mid-air rotated, the air fluctuated,

Suddenly, a ball of light erupted, and this ball of light instantly turned into a human form, and its limbs spread out like a large character, supporting a thin membrane, like a bat, sliding from mid-air into the distance.

Immediately afterward, there was another fluctuation of qi in mid-air!

A figure in black fell, and when it was dozens of meters away from the ground, a small parachute suddenly popped out of the man in black, like a dandelion, slowly falling nearby along the wind.

After a while.

The air flow surged in mid-air, and with an exclamation, another person appeared!

I saw him fall straight into the woods below like a thousand pounds of stone.

Needless to say, this person is Nie Feng.

Nie Feng only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and his limbs kept dancing, but he couldn't slow down the falling momentum in the slightest.

The fall was so swift that I could hear the crackling sound of the branches breaking in the woods, and occasionally startling some birds and animals.

Long.

When Nie Feng woke up leisurely, he found himself lying in a pile of bushes, with many broken branches scattered around him.

On the ancient tree lying next to it, a colorful python was staring at him.

The snake, as thick as a child's arm, spitting black snake letters, was slowly swimming towards it, and it seemed that the smell of blood had drawn it to it.

At this time, Nie Feng's whole body bones seemed to be shattered, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable, not to mention escaping, even if he turned over, it was difficult.

Because he had been lying on the ground for a long time, the blood on his body attracted some unknown flying insects.

Nie Feng couldn't help but tremble, and the python with the thickness of his arm pounced and wrapped around Nie Feng's body, Nie Feng kept struggling, rolling back and forth with the python in the bushes.

The beast became tighter and tighter, and there was a great possibility that Nie Feng would be suffocated.

At this critical juncture, Nie Feng gave birth to a force out of thin air, and bit the snake, and a fishy smell immediately poured into his mouth, almost causing vomiting.

But Nie Feng couldn't care about this, so he could only swallow the blood that exuded a strong fishy smell into his stomach.

The man and the snake were glued like this, and in the end, the python lost too much blood, lost its strength, and the entangled snake body loosened and fell to the ground.

Nie Feng was also exhausted, lying on the ground and gasping for breath, plus he fell not lightly during the fall, and he fainted again.

When I woke up again, it was getting dark.

He knew that the jungle was in danger at night, and he needed to get out of the place as soon as he regained some energy.

The whole body was examined, and in addition to a pile of banknotes totaling thirty-two yuan and five cents, there was also a pack of cigarettes, two cigarettes and a lighter left in it.

Finding a lighter was an unexpected surprise, Nie Feng thought, if you really want to learn from primitive people to drill wood to make fire, I don't know how much effort it takes, and it may not be successful, if you don't make a fire at night, then it will be a big trouble.

Nie Feng picked up a thick branch, removed the branches and leaves, used it as his crutch, stood up with difficulty, and dragged his tired and injured body towards the woods.

......

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in a slightly sparsely wooded spot in the rainforest.

There was a wooden shelf across the fire, on which a roasted, half-charred forest frog weighing two or three pounds was dripping with hot oil.

The forest frog grows in the tropical rainforest, and generally weighs two or three pounds as an adult.

When Nie Feng caught this guy, he racked his brains to squeeze the little biological knowledge left in his head, and preliminarily judged that this thing belonged to the frog class, was non-toxic, and could be used as a dinner tonight.

In the past, Nie Feng probably didn't trust his judgment, but now, there are too many bizarre and strange things he has seen, and he is no longer strange.

I should have entered the space debris, which is the so-called folding space, and I came to this place inexplicably.

At that time, I was vividly aware of the collision with the flying light cluster, and then the surrounding air flow fluctuated, and the space was distorted, and it seemed that I had fallen for the artist's space spell.

This painter is really a bull fork character, and he will transfer people to another space in a blink of an eye, this kind of great supernatural power, it is also a great honor to see it, Nie Feng does not have the luxury of having the opportunity to learn now.

The old man is also a genius and arrogant person, standing on the helicopter like Mount Tai, that bearing, tsk, fighting with the painter is slightly better, it should have reached the realm of the grandmaster.

What is wrapped in that light cluster, it should be a creature, anyway, it is an evil demon, don't you see that the old man and everyone want to punish him?

It's just that the light group has already passed through the space debris and came to this jungle with itself, and it seems that it is imperative to find and destroy it by all means, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Until this moment, Nie Feng didn't know that the woman in black had also entered here through space debris, and when he saw that the light group was colliding, if he couldn't protect himself from being seriously injured if he couldn't fight head-on, he turned around and greeted him with his back, so he didn't know what happened later.

At the moment, he threw the leftover bones into the fire, smashed the fruits picked next to him, and replenished some water, the rainforest was rich in fruits, and the fruits were full of moisture, Nie Feng ate two before stopping.

After resting for a while, he crossed his feet, looked at his nose and nose, and slowly breathed and breathed according to the method of qi conduction.

This breath didn't matter, he only felt that his breath was blocked, his dantian was empty, Nie Feng was shocked, thinking that he had gone mad, stabilized his mind a little, and then repeated the exercise, and contemplated inwardly.

With the roar, Nie Feng's mind escaped into the pitch-black dantian.

At the top of the dantian, there was a hole the size of a walnut, but at this time, there was no light shining in.

Obviously, when cultivating in the past, a beam of light would be projected into the hole, but now, there is no reaction, in the dantian, there is only some faint Yuan Qi light mist, which is still the Yuan Qi accumulated before.

Could it be that in this folded space, it has been shielded and the vitality cannot enter?

Does that mean that the martial artists here have also been shielded from the vitality spells, and they can only rely on their own physical strength to fight,

In other words, the martial artists of the super soldier and the ultimate warrior realm are suppressed here, and their strength is about the same as that of elite warriors?