The king who was high on the throne and looked down on the world was just an order, and he had already put the Mo family and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms into a predicament of death.

The rope trapped in the neck of the heroes of the Six Nations was tightened step by step, and it would not be long before the last piece of pure land in the world, the Mojia Organ City, became a ruin.

Tang Xuanming had no way to think about this, what he could do now was to do everything he could to strengthen himself.

Daily swordsmanship practice is indispensable, Gai Nie inherited from the Ghost Valley, and then honed with countless heroes after the formation of peerless learning, the Mo family has been passed down for hundreds of years, generation after generation after the perfection of the Mo family swordsmanship and their internal strength.

Tang Xuanming's pretending to be a ghost once gave him a huge return.

But it takes time to grow up at any time, even if you have the world's top divine skills, not knowing words is a hard injury.

If it weren't for Gai Nie's tireless explanation to Tang Xuanming, he would not have been able to practice with the supreme inheritance of the Mo family.

In terms of internal cultivation, Tang Xuanming's progress was not very fast.

The inner strength of the mind, which has been passed down by later generations, is actually a relatively complex method of breathing and breathing.

By conditioning one's own internal organs, the strength of the body is further improved, and oneself is improved from the inside out.

The swordsmanship of Guigu and the Mo family is the best choice for honing the physical body, but the external ascension achieves the effect of internal and external unity through the cultivation of musculoskeletal training and internal strength.

Only when both inside and outside have reached the peak can it be possible to truly cultivate internal strength, and Tang Xuanming is still far from it in this regard.

On the contrary, Xiang Yu, who is messing around with Tianming every day, shows extraordinary talent, and sometimes people really can't be compared.

This is the person who was later called the Overlord of the Ages, and he really has his extraordinary, and his physical body has been condensed to the peak inside and out, and he is even stronger than ordinary people who have practiced hard for decades.

The cultivation of external skills has reached the peak, which is equivalent to the characters in ordinary martial arts novels who have completed the cultivation of the golden bell hood and iron cloth shirt.

Gai Nie was amazed, amazed at the young man's copper skin and iron bones.

"It's nothing, I'll reach this level soon, but it's at the level of a seven- or eight-year-old child in the Pi tribe, so I'm not surprised. ”

Practicing hard, in addition to traveling long distances every day, he also needs to practice swordsmanship, and Tang Xuanming, who was tired like a dog, lay on the carriage to comfort himself.

The envy and jealousy in my heart are indescribable.

The journey to the Mojia organ city is a bit far, plus the weapons of the Xiang clan, armor and food supplies, it is impossible to travel thousands of miles a day like later generations, eat breakfast in Beijing in the morning, and travel to Tibet the next day.

At the level of this era, the long journey is a kind of torture for both physical and mental health.

"Rest in place!"

With Fan Zeng's order, Tang Xuanming let out a sigh of relief and almost sat on the ground.

In order to achieve the effect of training him, Ganie did not let him stay comfortably on the carriage, but left him behind the butts of a group of people, carrying food weapons and following behind the carriage.

Most of the Xiang family had horses, weapons and food in the carriages, and although the marching speed was not fast, it was equivalent to the speed of a normal person's trot.

In this case, it was undoubtedly a huge torture to let Tang Xuanming carry dozens of catties of weight and follow behind the carriage.

"Whew...... I'm going to die!"

Tang Xuanming felt that phantoms began to appear in front of him, and sweat blurred his eyes, but Gai Nie's majestic and indifferent voice could always ring in his ears when he couldn't support it.

"Sitting cross-legged and practicing internal strength, this is the best time. ”

Tang Xuanming bit his tongue, the severe pain made him come back to his senses, and he crossed his legs with difficulty with his hands, the long journey made his two legs not like his own, and the easy and ordinary movements in the past were difficult for him, and he barely completed it with the help of his hands.

"Whew...... Whew......"

I work hard to breathe, usually sit in the carriage, and the practice of the inner strength and mental method is simple, but in this extremely tired situation, I feel that I want to fall asleep as soon as I condense my spirit.

"Smack!"

The wooden sword snapped on Tang Xuanming's back, making him feel energetic at once, not daring to slack off, holding his breath and concentrating, seizing the sobriety in this extremely interrupted time, and completing a round of breathing.

I was tired to the limit, but suddenly there was a gentle force that swept through the limbs, which lifted people's spirits.

Tang Xuanming didn't dare to slack off, he had tried many times these days, and knew that now was the most critical moment, once he was negligent, the next cycle was not completed, and the huge exhaustion would come over, and it would be impossible to complete the breathing at that time.

The pain in his muscles would also break him down the next day.

"One-two...... Hey!"

The servants of the Xiang family skillfully began to set up camp, and with joint efforts, they erected the pole that supported the tent.

A group of men were quick with their hands and feet, gathering firewood and drinking water, and the scouts on horseback would even go hunting in the wilderness to replenish some meat.

The arduous long journey cannot be supported without corresponding nutrition, and once you get sick and fall behind, you are likely to meet death.

In this era, there are no all kinds of drugs and antibiotics that have been criticized in later generations, everything can only be carried with life, and any physical fitness is not up to par, or some details are neglected, which may lead to death.

"Gollum!"

By the time Tang Xuanming finished pranayama and meditation, the water on the fire had already boiled, and a group of people took the skillful clay pot, blew it cold with their mouths, and drank it in such a big gulp.

Xiang Liang saw that Tang Xuanming had finished meditating, brought a clay pot over, handed it to Tang Xuanming with a smile on his face, and said, "Drink hot water, seeing that you sweated so much before, I deliberately added some salt to it, if there is no salt supplement, the little brother may not be able to run tomorrow." ”

"Thanks!"

Tang Xuanming was not polite, took the clay pot and drank it in a big gulp, after a long journey, his clothes were already soaked, if he didn't replenish some salt in time, the next days would definitely not be good.

Xiang Liang laughed heroically, sat beside Tang Xuanming, and said with boiling water on the fire: "Little brother Tang's method is really good, since drinking hot soup every day, not many people have diarrhea and get sick, this method is really wonderful, I don't know where the little brother learned it?"

Tang Xuanming didn't know how to explain it.

Should I say that this is the principle that everyone later knew? Drinking raw water can easily lead to diarrhea and even parasites.

Tang Xuanming, who came from later generations, just couldn't bear to drink cold water every day for a long-distance run a few days ago, so he made this suggestion.