Chapter 50: Moving Fist

Early the next morning, the sky was slightly bright, and on the distant skyline, a ray of glow suddenly appeared among the clouds, and then, the purple-red morning glow climbed the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Baifeng woke up on time, facing the east and starting to eat.

A wisp of purple glow that only Li Baifeng could see "whoosh" flew from the sky, exhaled with his breath, and inhaled it from his nose. At the same time, his body was surrounded by wisps of aura rising from the leylines of the earth, the metal aura was the color of platinum, and the earth aura was yellow. The aura is like smoke and fog, but it is neither smoke nor fog. With the inhalation of the glow, wisps of spiritual energy also submerged into his body from the acupuncture points around him.

The glow enters the body, like a dragon returning to its nest, and with the small Zhou Tian circulation of the true element in the body, it is gradually assimilated by the true element and stored in the dantian together. The aura that entered the body circulated along the Great Zhou Tian under the control of Li Baifeng, and was finally assimilated into mana and ran through the meridians.

After spitting out, Li Baifeng opened his eyes with a flash of light in his eyes.

He stood up, stretched his waist, his attitude high, his spine winding like a big dragon undulating, and his limbs stretched like new green buds. There is a "rattling" sound between joint movements. A surge of power surged through the body—not mana, but real physical power.

"I didn't expect that after entering the late stage of qi refining, my physique has also made great progress." Li Baifeng exerted his strength lightly, jumped on the spot, and almost hit the roof. He swung a few more punches and let out a "whirring" sound that broke through the air.

Although his physique was stronger than ordinary people before, it was also limited, probably equivalent to the physical strength of a strong man who soaked in the gym all the year round.

Li Baifeng was full of interest, simply threw off the slippers, stood barefoot on the floor, his toes scratched slightly, as if he was straining and like stepping on it, feeling the natural power surging in the earth, and a kind of joy slowly rose in his heart - the earth gave birth to people, and people stood on the ground, as if in the arms of their mothers, and naturally their hearts were happy and happy.

Li Baifeng slowly closed his eyes, and naturally played a set of mountain-moving punches. This set of boxing techniques is used by the Xuanshan Sect for beginner disciples to boil their muscles and bones, build a foundation and refine their bodies, Li Baifeng does not know how many times he has practiced this set of boxing since he was a child, and it has almost turned into instinct like walking and running.

He closed his eyes and suddenly "saw" another world.

The earth turned into an earthy yellow air current, warm and encompassing everything, and the leylines were winding like dragons, followed by the uplifted white gold breath - it was the mountain peak. Mountains and rivers are connected to the earth's leylines, one and the same, but separate from each other. There was wind in the air—the wind that could be seen and touched, and with his fist, the wind flowed through the arms of his fist.

Like a simple child stirring the clear water, out of pure joy and curiosity, he stirred the flowing wind, and the more he moved, the more skillful he became, faintly revealing a sense of natural harmony.

"What do you mean to move mountains?" A question arose in his mind.

Li Baifeng recalled what Uncle Eighth said when he taught him to practice boxing: "Don't underestimate this boxing technique, although it is a technique of refining the body, it is the method of laying the foundation of my Xuanshan Sect, and the truth is all clear." ”

Uncle Eighth has always treated him like a parent, even to the point of doting. The first time he taught him to move mountain boxing, it was a rare face-although the appearance of a serious face of an eleven or twelve-year-old Lori with a straight face was not very deterrent, but it was enough to frighten the young Li Baifeng.

Li Baifeng didn't take that sentence to heart at the time, in his young opinion, like the master and uncle, the sword flying in the air, raising his hand to cast spells is the right way of immortals, a set of boxing techniques, neither there is any power, nor there is any dazzling sound and light effect, what is the use of learning? However, it was rare to see the seriousness of Uncle Eight's face, and he still finished his studies honestly.

Now it seems that this set of mountain-moving boxing is only afraid that there are indeed some subtleties, and just by relying on the "world" that he "sees" when he is doing boxing, he can't regard it as a pure method of refining the body.

The key to boxing taught by Uncle Eighth gradually emerged from his mind:

"The so-called force starts from the ground, the foot grasps the ground, the natural strength is endless, the slight grasp but not the real step, the movement is as good as expected, and the circle is more than enough; Holding in your arms, like carrying a mountain. The strength walks all over the body, the strength is round, and the fists are like mountains, and they are domineering; The earth's veins are like dragons, the mountains stand on the ground, and people also stand on the ground, and people are like mountains, and the spine is like dragons. The force starts from the ground, travels along the spine, and reaches the whole body. If the waist and hips work together to stabilize themselves, the landslide will not be chaotic, and the earth will not be in God. ”

At that time, Li Baifeng didn't seem to understand it, but simply wrote it down, but now that he thinks about it again, he naturally has more understanding, and he silently recited the four sentences of the mountain moving boxing fist:

"The ten toes are slightly grasping the ground, the arms are like moving mountains, the spine is winding and the dragon veins are rising, and the waist and hips are working together."

While reading, Li Baifeng raised his fist, constantly figuring it out in his heart, and gradually, a wave of enlightenment came to his heart, as if he had opened a bright window.

"Yes." His face was filled with joy, his fist changed, and a mountain-like momentum rose from his body.

Li Baifeng stepped under his feet, landed silently, and slowly started to move the mountain, one move and one style were extremely slow, looking powerless, like an old man exercising in the park in the morning, but it drove the air flow in the air, flowing through with the fist.

"Move mountains, move mountains, step on the earth's veins, and hold mountains in your arms." Li Baifeng opened his eyes, and the "world" composed of air currents disappeared from his eyes and changed back to the scene in the house. He sang a song aloud, and his fist was suddenly sharp! It was as if a giant suddenly pulled up the mountain and walked towards the mountain, like a giant dragon out of the sea and leaping into the clouds.

Li Baifeng moved slowly, his feet sank steadily and powerfully, and his fists hit faster and faster, more and more fiercely, his eyes soared, and the fist wind drove the air, making a "woo" sound of wind and thunder!

In the house, the fist wind was fierce, the wind and thunder were whistling, and the air flow was like a whirlwind around Li Baifeng's body, suddenly, the fist wind disappeared, the wind and thunder stopped, Li Baifeng put away his fist, and instantly changed from extreme movement to extreme quiet.

The next moment, he held his breath and punched out suddenly!

"Boom!" A colossal energy rushed out from Li Baifeng's fist, like a dragon out of the abyss, and the momentum of wind and thunder knocked over the pear blossom wood coffee table carved with the sun, moon and star patterns, and the latter rolled a few times and fell into the corner of the wall. At the same time, a mountain-like phantus appeared in the limelight of Li Bai, and disappeared again in an instant.

Li Baifeng looked at the four-legged coffee table in a daze, withdrew his hand again, looked at his fist, and couldn't believe that he did it.

"True Yuan...... It's a real element! He muttered to himself, recalling the reaction in his body before, the mana was still surging like a river, although it was running much faster than usual, but it did not come out of his body. And Zhenyuan suddenly soared at the moment he punched, and then he had that energy.

"Yes." Li Baifeng thought for a moment, and then understood that this mountain-moving fist was originally used for refining and refining qi, and it could naturally mobilize the true yuan, but he didn't know that the true yuan could still be used like this.