"Little fat man, be careful!" The elephant laughed, walked a few steps quickly, and swung his right fist, and a slight sound of breaking the air sounded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little fat man sank his waist and tucked his abdomen, exhaled lightly, pulled his palms from the bottom up, and slowly pushed it out.

There was a crisp sound, and the elephant only felt that his fist seemed to hit the air, and he was powerless, and then, a strong force shook back.

Kicking and kicking, the elephant only felt that his chest was cloudy, his steps were unsteady, and his body involuntarily retreated, and he suddenly retreated outside the competition circle.

"Hahaha," the rampant laughter passed through the fence, startling away a flock of birds, and the little fat man's chin was raised high, "Little elephant elephant, you know, brother is a legend!" ”

The elephant coughed, gasped for breath for a long time, and then walked out without looking back.

"Don't, play two more tricks!" The little fat man was in a hurry and hurriedly grabbed the elephant.

The elephant rolled his eyes and said angrily: "My small body can't withstand the toss of some dissatisfied people, besides, your internal strength is very good, I am very convinced!" ”

What did the little fat man say, he was not happy, and squinted his eyes and said, "Do you really think that qi is so easy to grasp?" Do you understand the qualifications, buddy is a once-in-a-millennium genius! ”

"Just blow it!" The elephant haha, buddy hasn't cultivated internal strength and hasn't found a sense of qi.

"That warrior said that not necessarily one person in a hundred people can cultivate qi, and my speed is quite fast!" The little fat man scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, eager to pull the elephant down to the samurai and ask.

"Okay, okay, you're a once-in-a-lifetime demon!" The elephant nodded again and again: "I think even if the external skills are poor, it can't be much worse, in this way, after a year of learning the barberry skills, let's compete again!" ”

The perfunctory nature of the elephant is obvious, which makes the proud fat man embarrassed.

"Don't believe it!" The little fat man's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "There is only one way to prove the innocence of the fat brother, but it's a pity that you kid are cheap for nothing!" ”

The elephant froze, and a flash of ecstasy flashed through his heart.

"That guy is really slamming the door, and he only gave the samurai's cultivation method!" The little fat man took out a few thin pages from his bosom and handed them to the elephant, "Remember it well, don't let my father know." ”

When he was in the barren forest, Wu Tian also taught the elephant to recognize some words, and after reading it a few times, the elephant memorized the mantra firmly in his heart.

"Little fat man, my elephant owes you a favor!" The elephant said solemnly.

"Favors?" The little fat man was as proud as ever, and said with a pout: "Fat brother is a genius, let's wait until you cultivate your sense of qi!" The master is lonely! ”

The elephant couldn't stand someone's anger and left in a hurry, leaving the little fat man there to feel sorry for himself.

The so-called method of internal strength is to practice one breath inside, which is essentially different from external strength.

External power is the conversion of food into nutrients through the body, supplying muscles, and then tempering the physical body through cultivation, while internal power is the conversion of nutrition into a special kind of energy, which is stored in a certain part of the body and stimulated when needed.

When the energy reaches a critical point, it is naturally converted into liquid true qi, forming a dantian, an advanced warrior.

The qi produced by the elephant when squatting on the horse is the same as the internal strength, but unfortunately there is no mantra to guide it, and finally it naturally disappears in the body, although it has some benefits for the body, but it is wasted.

The cultivation of internal strength is generally to sit cross-legged, and the elephant may have gotten used to it after some experiments, and found that squatting on the horse is more efficient.

A wisp of gas appeared in the body, the elephant was guided according to the method of internal strength, and suddenly, a trace of faint heat drifted out from various places, and soon merged into the gas, and the gas slowly grew, walking along the main meridian, like a magnet, swept away some scattered hot gas, and finally came to the lower abdomen, stagnant.

At this time, the elephant woke up from his state of steady, and when he looked up, the moon had sunk in the west, and it was almost dawn. After careful calculation, the first internal strength cultivation actually took three hours, nearly double that of the past.

What's worse is that the elephant feels so hungry that even the grass on the ground wants to bite it. As far as the eye can see, it seems that countless pieces of meat and wheat cakes are shaking.

When he finally got home, the elephant swept away the few remaining wheat cakes and poured a few more ladles of water into it to feel more comfortable.

Then the next day, the wind and snow did not come out of the kitchen all day.

The elephant was always hungry, and after only an hour of eating, his stomach was empty, and he ate eight meals a day.

"Brother Elephant, are you sick?" The wind and snow touched the elephant's forehead.

Sister-in-law Ah Xiang and Liu Zhuang looked at monsters in their eyes, and they really didn't understand how the elephant's small body could hold so much food.

This is the cultivation of internal strength, it is purely foodie skill, the elephant secretly complained, knowing that he couldn't continue, according to such a way of eating, even a mountain can't bear it, not to mention that food is already in short supply.

The internal strength was reluctantly terminated by the elephant, and life was back on track.

Liu Biao is finally back, this time the elephant is soft and hard to learn archery. Liu Biao readily agreed, and went into the mountains to find a thousand-year-old black vine, and made a bow and arrow for the two small ones.

The small tree was finally interrupted, and it was replaced with a thicker tree, and in a year's time, the elephant's archery skills have also made great progress.

That night, when the sky was dark, the elephant quietly got up, stuck the dagger he had prepared at his waist, put a bow on his back, and disappeared outside the door.

It's summer again, the vegetation is lush, the river is still roaring, and the young elephant is passing through its own bud valley and following the mountain trail towards the mountain.

Linhe Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and every family is a good hunter, so there are few large prey in the outer mountains, nothing more than some rabbits, pheasants or something.

The elephant walked for half an hour with a bow in hand, but found no valuable animals, but dug up a few potatoes and sweet potatoes and put them in a cloth pocket beside them.

There were several lush plants growing in the hollow ahead, and the elephant hurried to it, took out a dagger and dug it up in the soil, and soon several long yams showed their heads.

The yam was so long that the elephant had to break it into several pieces before it could fit into a cloth bag. In recent years, there has been plenty of rain, and as long as there is mud, you can find sporadic food.

Suddenly, there was a faint chewing sound, and the elephant hurriedly fell to the ground, and through the gap in the yam leaves, a small gray rabbit slowly walked over.

It searched the ground for food, not raising its head, pricking up its big ears and listening vigilantly to nearby noises.

The elephant was disappointed and gently lowered his hand that clasped the bow.

The rabbit's hair is very thick, even an adult hare is less than two catties of meat, and the one in front of him has just been weaned, plucked out of the hair, and there is not half a catty, which is not enough to stuff the teeth.

The days to come will be long!

Brush, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the little rabbit panicked and plunged into the bushes next to him. A brightly colored pheasant descends from the sky and looks down for worms in a pile of decaying trees.

This is good!

The elephant's hand rested lightly on the bow hyun, and the right arm was slightly strained, and the bow shone violently, and the triangular iron head on the wooden arrow shone with cold light.

For the first time, don't panic!

The elephant calmed down, exhaled softly, and soon entered the state of squatting and walking.

Time passed little by little, and the elephant's face was calm, and the hand holding Gong Xuan remained motionless, as if frozen.

The pheasant devoured it and raised its head, as if ready to leave.

Whoosh, a black line flashed out, pierced the sky, and shot exactly at the throat of the pheasant. The pheasant fell to the ground with a pop, and immediately died.

The elephant moved his arms, carried the pheasant to a creek, set up the small iron pot, got a few dry sticks, and soon the smoke rose in the smoke.

After half an hour, the smell of the pheasant came, and the elephant cut the potato yam that had been prepared into pieces with a dagger, and sprinkled it with some salt.

And so, a good meal was made.

The elephant started to practice internal strength again last night, and his stomach was already croaking with hunger, and after some gobbling up, there was not even a bit of residue left in the iron pot.

As long as they can get stronger, the elephant will not give up. But this foodie's internal skills are so terrifying that the elephant has to practice archery and secretly go up the mountain to hunt.

Eating in the mountains during the day, even if you go home at night and eat more, it is only equivalent to the original amount of food.

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