Although Zhang Ben abused Wang Zhi and a group of people very well, he was not a superman, and he was still a little injured. The two fingers were compressed and fractured, although it was not a problem, but the knuckles became thicker, which made him a little uncomfortable clenching his fists.

"Damn, I'm still a little nervous."

Zhang Ben stared at his fist for a while, remembering that he used his feet when he was at the station, and when he arrived at the school, he was afraid of seriously injuring people, so he restrained himself a little, but he didn't expect to be injured instead.

At six o'clock in the morning, there is already dew in Zhonghai at this time, Zhonghai University is an open school, behind the Shaw Building is a huge park, this park was originally the industry of Zhonghai University, but now there are still a lot of old men and old ladies who come here in the morning for morning exercises.

Some old men are still gargling with mint water, and the old woman dancing the Tai Chi sword seems to be enjoying this lush forest.

Zhonghai is an alluvial plain, and generally there are no mountains.

However, there is actually a mountain in the north park of Zhonghai University, which is said to be a mountain, in fact, this place is called Aotoujiao, and it is called Aotoujiao in the Northern Song Dynasty, which is a reef near the northeast corner of the mainland on the coast of the East China Sea. Now it is renamed Aotou Mountain, the mountain is not high, one hundred and twenty meters away, but it is connected into a piece, plus the Wuzi Lotus Pond under the mountain, the scenery is good.

The allusion of the five-son lotus pond is also good, it is rumored that the Tang Dynasty grass saint Zhang Xu cursive is unparalleled, and the Aotou Reef views the East China Sea have a feeling, so he writes Wei Wu's view of the Canghai, and Zhang Xu's seal has five, after printing, it is like a five-son arrangement. Later, it was rumored that these five seals all fell on Aotou Mountain, slipped down the foot of the mountain, and turned into the Wuzi Lotus Pond.

"It's a good place."

While drinking soy milk, stuffing two meat buns and two green onion cakes indiscriminately, Zhang Ben took a tissue to wipe his mouth, threw the garbage into the garbage can, and saw many old men and grandmothers with their grandchildren and grandchildren exercising in the morning.

Everyone was smiling and laughing at each other, and there were many students moving around the mountain, and some ran around the mountain, and when they walked to the top of the mountain, there were few original plane trees, most of them were metasequoias, green pines, and cedars.

Looking south, the Wuzi Lotus Pond is rippling, and many students are running along the lakeside, but the Shaw Building opposite is too slight.

There is a tomb on the top of Aotou Mountain, called the Tomb of the Headless General. At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, there was a heroic man in the East China Sea, and he heard that Zheng Chenggong Jiangnan resisted the Qing Dynasty, so he echoed it, who knew that the army was defeated, and he was captured by the Qing soldiers, and he was tortured and never surrendered, and finally was beheaded.

There are loyal people who collect the bones, but they can never find their heads, so they can only secretly bury them on Aotou Mountain, and set up a headless general's tomb to inspire future generations.

Good feng shui in front of the general's tomb.

The cement road is also clean, and the resting rattan chairs are painted with a layer of anti-corrosion brown paint, and the people who want to decorate this place are quite stylish, and the color is integrated with the surroundings.

The general's tomb is a very ordinary stone tomb bag, with a pavilion built on it, barried by railings, and laurel trees and cedars on both sides, because it is taller, so there are not many people who come.

There are people passing by one after another, and they are also people running around the mountain.

Seeing Zhang Ben walking there, holding his breath and concentrating, they all glanced at it curiously, but Zhang Ben just didn't put his fists away, and they were also bored, thinking that he was a pretending guy, so they left in a hurry.

Zhang Ben inhaled through his nose, exhaled through his mouth, inhaled and exhaled, and relaxed his body there with a smooth rhythm, and then retracted his horse steps, his legs apart, his hands naturally drooped, as if he had no bones, and the whole person's body was extremely relaxed, constantly adapting to the surrounding environment.

The muscles were all relaxed, and the breathing was extremely rhythmic, until the air in the chest cavity could be felt smoothly in and out, and there was no feeling of gasping and blocking, Zhang Ben was satisfied, and inhaled and exhaled according to this rhythm.

Zhang Ben's grandfather used to be Chen Geng's guard, and he practiced the lower ninth-rate boxing, called mimic tiger boxing, which could not be put on the table, but it can also be said that the roots of the Zhang family are really good, although Zhang Sanxian practiced the lower ninth-rate boxing, but his skills are first-class.

It's just that if you practice martial arts all year round, there will be internal injuries, and you must have a set of appropriate health breathing methods to cooperate, so that people who practice martial arts can prolong their lives.

It's not pseudoscience or superstition, it's something that makes a lot of sense.

Fortunately, it was Chen Geng's guard, so Zhang Sanxian came into contact with a family of traditional Chinese medicine in Tianjin, and asked the Chinese medicine doctor to ask for a breathing method for health preservation, so he did not die early in the turbulent era.

Now it has been handed down, but it is also complementary to each other, but after all, the mimic tiger fist is not suitable for health, to put it bluntly, all fighting skills are injured, but only the health method of martial arts can prolong life, and the Zhang family's breathing method may not be clever, at most it is two offsets, no internal injuries.

Zhang Ben used to be able to breathe smoothly for thirty minutes rhythmically, but this time it was different, Zhang Ben controlled the spring water of the fountain of life to flow slowly into the blood vessels, and then penetrated into the alveoli, and turned around, as if eating mints, a refreshing coolness came out of the chest, and then there was a pleasure of washing away the dirt.

Boy......

When inhaling and exhaling, Zhang Ben slowly controlled the fountain of life, this spring is a brand new heart, bubbling with spring water, penetrating into every inch of texture, it seems that the blood vessels are also slowly flowing smoothly, and the whole body is indescribably happy.

When Zhang Ben flowed the spring water to his knuckles according to his thoughts, something magical happened.

The original compression fracture gradually began to recover, the circle that had become thicker at first became thinner, and then the finger returned to its original state, becoming strong and round. Even the scars on the palms of the hands have gradually returned to their original appearance.

"Damn, this thing is too godly." Zhang Ben was a little incredible, he had long wanted to try the ability of the fountain of life, when he left, the lily at home came back from the dead and came back to life has been hanging in his mind, and when he came to school, there were many things to do, and there were still many things to be busy, so he couldn't get away for a while, and today he finally had a chance, but he didn't expect this spring water to be n times better than expected.

"If it's really two percent of the health regeneration rate, then wouldn't it be invincible?"

Zhang Ben was immediately overjoyed, and thought about it: This spring water can restore the vitality of the viscera, then the power of my punch will definitely increase.

Zhang Ben thought about it, and looked up to see a cliff five or six meters high in front of the general's tomb, this road was originally opened, and it was the real highest point of Aotou Mountain to come there.

Zhang Ben rushed two steps, stepped on the rattan chair with one foot, jumped up, and then quickly grabbed the rocks of the cliff with both hands, climbed up twice, and jumped to the highest point with a bulge on one turn.

It was a clearing, very clean, with solid dirt and rocks under your feet, surrounded by metasequoia trees and green pines.

Zhang Ben was slightly excited in his heart, took a deep breath, concentrated his whole body's strength, formed a claw with his palm, and grabbed the trunk of a big pine tree with one claw.

Strong!

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