In a certain mountain forest, a handsome and upright man, bare-chested, was under a tall ancient tree, constantly hitting his body against the thick tree, his chest and back were hitting. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each impact makes a dull sound, which can be heard from the sound, the impact is not small, and every impact is real.

A deep cry came out of the man's mouth, with each impact, the whole body would tremble uncontrollably, and there was a kind of pain in his eyes, the pain during the impact was painful to the heart, but the man gritted his teeth and still hit mercilessly.

The whole person exudes a stubbornness, a momentum that does not reach the goal, and vows not to give up.

This person is Song Shaotang.

In Taiyong City that day, when he said goodbye to Ying Junyang, he was pulled by Ying Junyang to buy a lot of external plasters, packed them in packages for him to take away, and gave him a pack of silver taels. These external plasters were prepared when he was injured while practicing "Qinglong Heng Gong".

The first two layers are to be practiced outside, the same as the iron cloth shirt, practiced to the third layer, from the outside into the inside, the sense of qi is self-generated, the whole body is like dragon scales, greatly increase the strength, if Dacheng every punch and kick are like the green dragon possessed by the body, the strength is extraordinary, the qi runs through the whole body, the real air flows away, the gang qi protects the body, the knife and gun are invulnerable, the water and fire do not invade, any palm strength, fist strength, the sharp blade of the divine soldier, it is difficult to hurt the slightest.

Song Shaotang had money and medicine, so he was not in a hurry to go to the Xuanji Sword Sect for a while, but looked for a mountain forest, built a simple wooden house, and began his cultivation career.

"One ......"

"Two ......"

"Three ......"

……

"Ninety-Eight ......"

"Ninety-Nine ......"

"One Hundred ......."

After Song Shaotang insisted on hitting a hundred times, he did not stop, but waved his slightly thick arms and continued to swing and impact towards the big tree, even if his body, which had been trained during the Three Kingdoms period, could not withstand such a swing and impact, and bursts of sharp pain continued to come from his arms. But he didn't stop, but gritted his teeth again and again, and used his strong will to stand up.

Until it reaches a hundred hits again.

Song Shaotang stopped, collapsed and collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, and let out a long breath.

From the 21st century of the earth to the Three Kingdoms period, and then from the Three Kingdoms period to this world, Song Shaotang naturally understands the importance of strength. At the beginning, he wanted the strength of Yun Chang, how could Xun Yu be disdainful of himself. If you had superb strength at the beginning, how could you be solved by Guan Yunchang in three moves and two styles.

Everything is strength.

This is a strange world, and if you don't have the strength, you can only be slaughtered by others.

A few days ago, in Taiyong City, if Ying Junyang was a scheming person, he would have been killed a long time ago, and even if he killed something that he couldn't control, he wouldn't fall into the hands of the hostile.

However, Song Shaotang is not that kind of person, so he roughly analyzed the future development path for him.

The benefits were obvious, he had obtained a superior body refining method.

There are no tricks in the first two layers of "Qinglong Heng Practice", constantly slapping and impacting, tempering the flesh and blood of the body, making the body stronger day by day, becoming more tenacious and powerful, so that the ability to resist attacks is constantly enhanced.

"Strength! I want to be stronger! ”

Only stronger strength can survive in this world.

Song Shaotang's eyes were filled with a firm and strong belief in his mind for a long time.

When he was on earth, why did his wife and children suffer with him, not because he didn't have the strength to give them a good life. Only strength can make him feel at ease, and only strength can have what he wants.

Song Shaotang rested for a while, dragged his heavy body, and walked into the simple thatched house step by step.

I took a cold shower and put a plaster on myself.

In this way, day after day, unconsciously, Song Shaotang stayed in this mountain forest for three whole months.

In the past three months, Song Shaotang would hit the trees and rocks every day, tempering his body, from the beginning of the chest, back, and arms, to turning his whole body into weapons, facing the rocks, and the trees began to attack, squeezing every bit of potential in his body.

He can now hit a 300-pound boulder with a single hit.

At this time, his body was very strong, the pectoralis major muscles were like an axe, the eight-pack abdominal muscles were unusually neatly arranged, the shoulder muscles were bulging, the back muscles were spread like a pair of wings, the two arms were like steel, and the whole person seemed to be cast of steel.

On this day, Song Shaotang was hitting hard, it had been 10,000 times, I don't know what was going on, I always felt unfinished, looking at the time was still early, he hit it 10,000 times, but he still didn't feel fatigue, so he hit it again 10,000 times, just when he was about to finish, he felt that there was a breath in his body that moved, and the heat gushed out.

Song Shaotang was shocked in his heart, almost laughed, suddenly woke up, hurriedly restrained his emotions, and according to the feeling of the impact just now, he hit it again, and that kind of air flow appeared again.

Song Shaotang remained silent and continued to temper, the airflow was originally a trace, extremely small, and then in the continuous impact, the airflow seemed to gradually become larger, and when it was hit again ten thousand times, the airflow became much more condensed. According to the mental method of the third layer of the "Qinglong Horizontal Practice", Song Shaotang controlled this air flow, and after flowing through the flesh and skin, he began to gather towards the dantian.

Sure enough, the air flow was collected in the dantian.

Song Shaotang didn't look moved on the surface, but in fact, he was already ecstatic in his heart, you must know that after three months of hard work, he finally got the results, and he finally had internal qi in his body.

Although this internal qi is very weak, he believes that as long as he perseveres every day, he will definitely achieve something.

I think he was originally an ordinary young man on the earth who sold spicy hot, who had ever wanted to make people and encounter the bronze ancient gate.

If it weren't for this bronze ancient gate, he wouldn't have been able to practice the legendary internal qi at all.

The air flow in the body is calm.

Song Shaotang returned to the house and took out the big iron sword of purgatory, he was so excited now that he began to dance the Wang's fast sword. Song Shaotang closed his eyes, and the swordsmanship of Wang's fast sword flowed in his heart.

The Purgatory Great Iron Sword slashed out diagonally, and the 8864-style sword technique also worked.

The sword light is like water, like a waterfall falling from a high altitude.

The sun fell from the sky, and the great iron sword radiated a dazzling light.

This time was different from usual, the air flow in the body actually spread out with the sword technique, spit out from the dantian, forming a small circulation, and then returned to the dantian, and then protruded, and the cycle repeatedly.

When the swordsmanship is performed for the fourth time.

Thundered!

A huge bronze gate suddenly appeared in the sky above Song Shaotang, from the phantom to slowly condensed, the three big characters of "Huang Feihong" appeared on the bronze ancient door, very abrupt, suddenly opened, radiant, the three big characters of "Huang Feihong" turned into a powerful suction, and sucked him in at once.

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