After some conversation, the wooden road man turned and left, and disappeared for a moment.

Bai Ze didn't care where he went, he just stood on the edge of the pool, smacking his lips, tilting his head, and constantly recalling every word and word of Mu Daoren just now, which was confirmed by the boxing principles embodied in his seemingly simple "Eight Duanjin for Health Maintenance" later.

While savoring, he kept gesturing with his hands and feet, and involuntarily poked his iron arm and poked his feet slowly from beginning to end.

The circle of martial arts is very small and very large, although the fur of kung fu can be seen everywhere, but the fake transmission of ten thousand scrolls, the true transmission of a word, whether it is an external or internal family, but where it involves the most substantial place of boxing, since ancient times, boxers without exception, will not be easily taught.

Although Bai Ze knows very little about the internal boxing method, and only knows some skin, but the boxing method, although there is a difference between inside and outside, the boxing theory in the middle is the same, and the practice is the same to the superior realm.

Combined with some of the truths in Mu Daoren's boxing technique, combined with the experience of the two of them when they fought before, Bai Ze did not care about time and place at all, and in the blink of an eye, he was addicted to his own world.

The fierce and domineering five steps and thirteen guns poke the feet, the unpredictable eagle claw iron cloth shirt, and even he didn't gain much after staying up all night yesterday, and the evolved "one palm and four styles" were all baked, hands and feet came out together, advancing and retreating powerfully, and the changes between the palms and fingers actually changed greatly at this moment.

The strength is just soft and soft, and the shot contains real strength, which is a lot more powerful than last night, and after a few times in a row, there is a vague sense of bearing when the wooden Taoist is boxing.

I don't know how long it took, but the wooden man turned out from behind the hut and coughed, waking up Bai Ze, who was in the fugue.

"Too much! Bai Ze, it's time to eat! ”

Bai Zeyi frowned, raised his head and looked at the sky, but saw that the sky above his head had actually dimmed a lot, he couldn't help but smile, pressed his empty stomach, and raised his feet to greet him: "From morning to now, there is no mouthful of water and rice to lower the teeth, senior, if you don't come to greet you, I'm afraid that I will be hungry today!" ”

On the big bluestone where the two of them were talking just now, there were four or five rough clay pots in a mess, the amount was enough, and there was actually meat and soup, and there were a few fist-sized kiwi fruits next to them, and I don't know where the Taoist got them.

The meat is all large, burned bright red and shiny, there are astragalus, wolfberry, Sichuan Qiong and other traditional Chinese medicine in it, the meat fragrance can not hide the strong medicinal smell, there are a few crockpots left, one contains half a can of clear soup, three are unknown tuber plants, white and tender, with water droplets, it looks like there is appetite.

By the time Bai Ze heard the sound and stopped and walked over, the Mudao people had already laid out the meals one by one.

"People who practice foreign kung fu have strong qi and blood, digestion and absorption are good, and the amount of food is very large, fortunately, there are many wild deer on this mountain, which can be nourishing, and you can eat all these things! I have been digging valleys for many years, and I only occasionally drink some water and eat some fruit to satisfy my stomach! ”

"It's embarrassing for my predecessors, I haven't killed and robbed for many years, but now I'm broken for the kid!"

Bai Ze didn't see the slightest restraint, he answered casually in his mouth, and sat down under the Taoist generously. Although the two sides made it clear that this was just a transaction, and there was no status of master and apprentice, but the Chinese people were courteous, and those who practiced martial arts followed the tradition, although he had never run the rivers and lakes, he also knew that Zhang had other reasons.

The words seem to be casual, but the etiquette is not bad at all.

Seeing this, Mu Daoren couldn't help nodding secretly, this kid's surname is pure, free and easy, but not polite. If it weren't for the fact that he was not a person who was not his own way, his murderous aura was too heavy, and he had another opportunity, he would be a good candidate to inherit his own Taoism.

It's a pity that time is also fate, everything is doomed!! It's hard to change it.

"Heaven can see mercy, teach him the art of Yuan Gongquan sword by himself, I hope I didn't do anything wrong!!"

The Taoist's heart was suddenly confused, only to feel a faint panic in his heart, pinching his fingers to explore, but he didn't know the reason, thought about it again, suddenly laughed, and asked for the surname not to ponder.

This trip to Emei, for Bai Ze, is really wonderful, first he was struck by lightning and lightning in Qingyang Palace but did not die, and there were some memories of others out of thin air in his mind, and now he knows that person is actually the legendary "White Ape Gong".

The wonder of the opportunity, I still think of it, even he himself is still a little difficult to fully believe, not to mention that Mu Daoren still has to teach him the coveted inner boxing and swordsmanship, Bai Ze naturally respected, refused to lose his manners, and put on a junior posture.

I don't know how much time the Taoist took this meal, in short, Bai Ze woke up, he only felt hungry in his stomach, as soon as he sat down, he saw that the Taoist first took a fruit and peeled it and ate it, so he also let go of his hands and feet, directly took the crockpot containing the soup, and poured it violently. As a result, although the soup is thin, it is carefully boiled with fresh deer bones and deer blood, and when you drink it in one sip, it not only tastes fresh and just right, but also nourishes your vitality.

"I can't imagine that my predecessors lived in seclusion in the mountains, and they actually made such a good dish! This soup is so delicious!! ”

"My faction is not afraid of meat, when I was young, I had a good appetite, and I was in my twenties to walk the world, and this cooking skill was practiced at that time!! This venison is nourishing, you will have to practice with me later, and you can eat as much as you can. ”

Mu Daoren laughed.

"Naturally, there won't be any left!" Bai Ze took a large piece of venison and swallowed it in one gulp, and couldn't help but light up in front of him: "Good meat, this wild thing that grows to a year is ten times better than that of domestic breeding." Today, thanks to the blessing of his predecessors, the kid can eat such a delicious meal. ”

Although the deer is a national protected animal, in addition to the wild, there are also many large-scale deer farms that are bred in captivity. The paddock in the north of the wing was originally the royal hunting garden of the Qing Dynasty for 300 years, and there was a habit of breeding various deer. Bai Ze has practiced boxing since he was a child, and there are not a few venison he has eaten, but how can a domestic deer that takes blood and take mushrooms and lose a lot of essence and blood can compare to the wild things that are born and raised in Emei Mountain.

As soon as the thing entered his mouth, Bai Ze knew that all the venison he had eaten before had been eaten in vain.

At that moment, he felt that it was good, he was not polite, there was no rice on the table, so he took care of the crockpot himself, and ate wildly, and in less than a moment, it was swept away.

Although he ate quickly and devoured it, he was not at all worried about his stomach being bad and unable to digest. Bai Ze has practiced boxing for so many years, his physical strength is strong, and he eats even more powerfully, he doesn't spit out bones when he eats meat, he only stuffs it into his mouth together, and chews it in a few bites. Eating more than a dozen catties of meat in one meal is like playing.

And his way of eating is not a special case, the physique of practicing martial arts is very different from ordinary people, and the health principles applicable to ordinary people are almost useless to a boxing master like him. It is said that some martial arts masters in the Republic of China, after practicing fists and feet, eat food, and move is all pigs, all sheep, the higher the outer kung fu practice, the more fierce the food.

In fact, the root of it is the four words "refining and refining qi", the foreign boxing method is good at muscles, bones and fur, and a lot of nutrients are consumed in daily cultivation, and if you want to maintain progress and stability, you must eat hard.

This essence in refining and refining qi refers to food and nutrition for foreign boxers. Nutrition can't keep up, and no one wants to practice kung fu well, so people often said in the past that they are poor in learning literature and rich in martial arts.

How can I eat without money?

As for the Mu Dao people, it is not the same path as Bai Ze at all, even if he practices it casually, the inner family boxing method of active qi and blood has also been practiced by him to the superior realm of refining the gods and returning the void and exchanging blood to perfection. Coupled with the Taoist heart fasting, sitting and forgetting, practicing, and maintaining health, there was no impurities in the body as early as many years ago. There is no need to deliberately rely on food to replenish, as long as you drink a few sips of water and eat some wild fruits every few days, you will naturally be self-sufficient.

So he was only on the side, smiling and watching Bai Ze sweep the clouds and eat up everything on the bluestone.

No words for a meal.

Next, Bai Ze moved his qi and blood, and began to listen to the Mu Dao people tell him about the "way of practicing qi", word by word, all pondered repeatedly, kept in mind, after one time, meditated for three moments, and then said what he did not understand in his heart, and the Taoist answered them one by one.

When it falls.

Bai Ze** upper body, no shoes, barefoot standing on the ground, knees squatting slightly, front finger toes, volleying empty top, chest and back, two arms poking forward, like a ring, only the palms of both hands are facing each other, closing the eyes and hanging the curtain, the whole person is like an old bear hugging a tree, the breath between the mouth and nose is faint, like a thin line, although faint but never extinct, wisps, silent.

Two hours later.

Bai Ze's movements have changed to holding the sky with both hands, his feet are parallel, shoulder-width apart, palms over his head, and left and right facing the sky. The eyes are level, the breath is natural, swallow into the abdomen in one breath, tumbling and rolling only in the three cokes surging endlessly, the back of the neck and shoulders are stretched, the spine is shaking, the whole body is like an ape, and the breath is immovable.

Two hours later.

Bai Ze stood on one foot, clutching on the bluestone, his arms were like wings on both sides of the ribs, only the back of his neck was straight, and as he breathed, a trace of white gas erupted from his nose.

In this way, in a trance, at midnight, a little moonlight reflected in the depths of the waterhole, the light flickered and dimmed, and the wooden road man also walked out of the hut.

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The fiber of the community is broken.,Just repaired.,This chapter was written yesterday.,The network was uploaded as soon as it was passed.,It's a make-up for yesterday's chapter!! I won't explain it if there are too many, it seems that Lao Lu's character has always been not very good, and I explain it a lot, but I don't believe it!! Hehe!!