Bai Ze's movements were very fast, carrying a backpack, just got off the building, immediately walked with his feet, his body kept moving, and the next moment he had already strode through the square on one side, throwing off the shouting crowd from a distance, and arrived outside the mountain gate of Xianfeng Temple, and then his feet tightened, staring at a figure in front of him, and the person had already chased after him like a storm.

As the old saying goes, "it's a sin not to worship when you meet a master", Bai Ze has always wanted to communicate with people, but he suffered from the lack of success in the domestic martial arts world, and there was no way to meet a real colleague, and finally met a Hou San, and was kicked to death by his "miss". Now seeing this "crazy man", with excellent internal kung fu, he naturally does not want to miss him.

At the moment, I don't care about being seen, as soon as I get out of the temple gate, I immediately lower my head, move my legs, and it is a burst of wild running, the speed is so fast, but after a blink of an eye, the person has disappeared at the corner of the mountain road on the side of Xianfeng Temple. But at his speed, it was still a little slow, the crazy man with a pair of big feet, laughing all the way away, his body swayed, it seemed to be unhappy, in fact, every step out, it was far away dozens of steps, every time he encountered the uphill or downhill step plank road, he only lifted it up one step, and then stepped over lightly and skillfully.

The movements were light and weird, no matter how hard Bai Ze ran behind him, he always kept a distance from him, since he came out of Xianfeng Temple, this distance seemed to have been carefully measured by someone with a ruler, and there has been no change.

Bai Ze is fast, he is fast. Bai Ze is slow, and he is slow to .......

At this time, it is not yet six o'clock in the morning, Emei Mountain is full of thin clouds and mist, and a large area of greenery, from everyone's feet like heaven to earth, spread to the end of the sky, layer by layer, piece by piece, full of vitality, full of greenery. Bai Ze bent his waist, his back down, moving back and forth, almost forming a parallel line with the ground, his hands and legs shook rapidly at the same time, because the center of gravity of his body was too low, his two arms hung down, almost touching the ground.

Regardless of the madness, he ran wildly, and when he looked at it from a distance, he looked like some kind of big cat hunting in the mountains and forests, running on all fours on the steps of Mount Emei. Often as soon as his arm moved, his body was volleyed more than a dozen steps away.

It's getting faster and faster! The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding to a certain extent, and the light dancing mist in the mountains was violently hit by the high-speed moving body, and actually drew two milky white waves in the air like a speedboat speeding on the water. This is because the speed at which the two of them ran was too fast, and in an instant, they rushed into the fog like arrows, knocking away all the air along the way, and the surrounding fog had not been filled in a short time, which caused this strange phenomenon that can be seen by the naked eye.

Until this moment, the chaotic crowd in Xianfeng Temple chased to the door of the temple, but looking around, in addition to a misty greenery, there was no shadow of a person.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the tourists on the mountain road are gradually increasing, Bai Ze bites the back of the man, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he chased out more than ten miles in one go.

Suddenly, at an intersection, the man stopped abruptly, looked back at Bai Ze from a distance, and there was no expression on his face, and then he turned his head and flashed to the side.

This section of the mountain road is all on the edge of the mountain, one side is a cliff, one side is connected with a log railing, the railing is a steep slope with an inclination of at least sixty or seventy degrees, or strange rocks, full of dwarf bushes, or all the way down, slippery without leaving feet, the mountains and forests in the distance are dense, and a stream flows through it.

The rising water vapor filled the forest, and the man's body only flashed far into it, and then disappeared into the mist, and he could no longer see the slightest bit.

Bai Ze was anxious, lest he chase the person away, so he only lowered his body and crashed into the bushes below, regardless of the dense bushes and barbs, he simply carried the iron cloth shirt all over his body during the run, and then hugged his head with his hand, protecting his eyes and ears and other facial features, and weakness.

Like a yak, he got up with his feet and kicked the ground to the gravel and dust, and the smoke and dust were billowing along the way, and the stumps and leaves were flying all over the sky, and he actually used his body to make a thoroughfare in the bushes in front of him.

There was a thud, a thunderous sound, and the man rushed into the depths of the woods like crazy.

The figure in front of him swayed, Bai Ze's chest rose and fell, there seemed to be a fire burning in his lower abdomen, and his hands were hot all over his body, but his skin was dry, but there was no sweat.

People who practice boxing, the deeper the kung fu, the more they can adjust their physical state, close their pores, maintain the peak of physical strength, and when they sweat, they have no spare strength in their bodies, they can't close their pores, and their vitality will be completely discharged. If this is the case, as long as it is three times, again and again, and then declining, and then exhausted, no matter what it does, to this extent, it has basically reached the limit of personal physical fitness, and if you want to muster up the remaining bravery, you will also have a weak heart.

Therefore, in the old society, when boxers fought each other, they all sought to be fast and ruthless, and the most taboo was to drag on time, and if they couldn't win someone in one go, then there was not much hope for the future. If it is not an enemy of life and death, once you join hands, you can see whether you win or lose.

After I don't know how long it took, the scenery on both sides quickly changed, rushing from one forest to another, and a cliff was already faintly seen in front of me, and there was no way out, and the figure in front finally slowed down.

"Whew!"

At this time, Bai Ze was in the more and more violent rushing, and the consumption of physical strength had almost reached the limit, only feeling that his body was as if he was being given enough air by a pump, hot and rising, and the whole person was red from head to toe, like a prawn that had passed through boiling water.

I have practiced leg kung fu for more than ten years, and I don't know how many mountain roads I have trotted over since I was a child, but Bai Ze has never run so vigorously as he did today. So much so that the qi and blood in his body boiled, agitating his whole body, almost so that his pores could no longer be closed, and it really came to that point, and he was powerless to chase it anymore.

Because as soon as the pores are loosened, they will immediately sweat like pulp, and no matter how big the master is, he will consume at least half of his physical strength. If you can't replenish water and salt in time, after a long time, you can even collapse, and eventually hurt your vitality and fall to the root of the disease.

Fortunately, at this moment, there was no road ahead, and the man finally stopped slowly, and then turned around and looked at Bai Ze from a distance.

Seeing this situation, Bai Ze also immediately stopped, but his body did not dare to relax immediately, and endured the burning sensation between his chest and abdomen, and stood on a stake frame without hesitation, flattening and slowing down the breathing between his mouth and nose as much as possible, and then driving the spine and chest and abdomen to lie together, and after a long time, he slowly calmed down the restless qi and blood in his body.

As soon as the lower abdomen was loosened, a breath of air grew out of the mouth, and even the pores of the whole body were softened, and it was finally handled properly, without hurting the physical vitality.

This is also one of the shortcomings of practicing foreign kung fu, the foreign boxing method is fierce, really to practice to the fullest, although the killing is more terrible than any martial arts, but it is not durable, there is no internal kung fu as a foundation, physical strength can not be best maintained, the higher the kung fu, the greater the physical consumption. If there is no enough Chinese medicine to nourish it, the iron man will also be wasted.

After fully recovering, Bai Ze immediately raised his eyes and saw that the person was still standing in the distance during this time, motionless, as if he was deliberately waiting for himself, and the previous enthusiasm gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in his heart.

"Internal kung fu is the most nourishing person, how can a person who can practice kung fu to such a point be a madman. But if this person is not a madman, why is he pretending to be crazy and stupid in Xianfeng Temple? Or did you deliberately lure me to chase after me? Bai Ze frowned, thinking in his heart, but strode forward without any intention of turning back.

A real master of boxing has a persevering heart, and if the spirit is not strong, it is impossible to practice a strong boxing. This person is terrifying, and he doesn't know what his intentions are, but in front of him, he can't tolerate Bai Ze's slightest retreat. Besides, he chased hard all the way, and originally had other thoughts in mind, and he wanted to find out, so naturally he would not give up halfway at this time.

It wasn't until he walked to the front, when the two were more than ten steps apart, that Bai Ze suddenly found that the person in front of him was actually burly and abnormal, although he may not be taller than him, but he had a thick skeleton, wide shoulders and a thick back, if he had to use one word to describe it, Bai Ze seemed to have only one "turtle-shaped crane back" now.

But this "turtle-shaped crane back" is not simple, and it is not something that anyone can use casually!!

It is recorded in the history books that Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang faction, was, "turtle-shaped crane back, big ears and round eyes." The beard is like a halberd, and there is only one clothes in the cold and summer, and the clothes are covered in rain and snow. ”

In today's words, in fact, this "turtle-shaped crane back" also implies the "chest and arched back" of the inner boxing frame in the boxing method, and only those who have practiced the inner kung fu to the depths of their bones, every move is natural, and the martial arts master-level characters who are in line with the natural rhythm can integrate this kind of boxing into their lives.

All the time, the offense and defense are integrated, thick as an old turtle, light as a white crane.

This is in the Taoist saying that "one yin and one yang is the Tao!" ”

In other words, if a person who practices internal kung fu can train himself like a turtle-shaped crane's back, then he has attained the Tao. In the era of feudal dynasties in the past, it was possible to be called a real person and was crowned by the emperor of the imperial court.

"Senior, you pretended to be crazy and stupid, you must have deliberately lured me here, right?"

At the same time, Bai Ze, who had just stopped, also endured the horror in his heart like a stormy wave, and went straight to the point and said what he thought in his heart. There is no contrived intent at all.

Because at this moment, he had already smelled a strong bloody smell in his nose, and with a flash of his eyes, he saw a corpse not far from him, which had been broken into a meat pie.

Looking up, although he was not very familiar, he still recognized it, this cliff should be the place where he and Hou San did last night.

Naturally, the dead body in front of him is Hou San's. -----------------------------------------------------------Today on the 20th, the train at nine o'clock in the morning, Lao Lu is about to go home, but there is no network at home, and it is still a little difficult to access the Internet, so I have to use the manuscript box at the starting point to automatically publish the chapters!!