The dantian is very important to those who practice martial arts, and this Fang Zhong understands, because the dantian can be used to store internal force, accumulate internal force, and once it reaches a certain level, it can generate huge power, so that all kinds of attacks can be added to different levels of talent.

This is the role of the dantian, accumulating internal force, tempering internal force, and regulating the body......

However, in the previous life, although Fang Zhong had cultivated his internal strength to the limit, he was only stronger than others, his body was tougher, his speed was faster, and he could perform some special ancient martial arts, which he could do without internal strength.

In his understanding, the internal force is not extremely powerful, but the body is the most important.

It's just that looking at his father's appearance now, Fang Chong's heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely realized that the internal strength of this world may be a little different from the so-called internal strength of his previous life.

Fang Zongqing sighed, threw the black iron that had been beaten out into the rudimentary form into the furnace, and said, "Chong'er, I know you want to comfort me, but you are still young and don't know many things. ”

"The most important thing for people who practice martial arts is the dantian, some people are born with a more open dantian, and it is easier to feel the energy between heaven and earth, and when you cultivate, you should have felt this feeling, you were the first in Ningcang County in the past. Fang Zongqing said that he couldn't help but think of the destruction of Fang Chong's dantian, and sighed for a while.

After half a ring, Fang Zongqing calmed down and continued: "The dantian can accumulate internal strength, so that the energy between heaven and earth can be stored in the dantian, and with various martial arts, it can burst out with extremely powerful power, but if there is no dantian, it will naturally not be able to store internal strength......"

After Fang Zongqing's explanation, Fang Zhong finally understood the importance of dantian to martial artists, and what kind of existence the so-called innate realm martial artists were.

also finally understood that the warriors of this world were completely different from his previous life.

In the previous life, he was a master of ancient martial arts, and he cultivated his martial arts to the realm of almost the peak, but he was able to lift thousands of catties and move like a wind.

But in this world it is very different.

In this world where heaven and earth are abundant, ordinary martial artists can lift a thousand catties, and lifting a thousand catties is the realm of a third-rate martial artist, and a higher-level second-rate martial artist can lift five thousand catties.

Lifting five thousand catties, what a powerful force this is, Fang Zhong felt a little suffocated.

Lifting 5,000 catties is a second-rate martial artist, and a more powerful first-class martial artist can lift 10,000 catties, and the unmatched strength alone is terrifying enough.

10,000 pounds of great power!

Fang Zhong estimated that if a single punch could overturn a truck, this level of violence was really a bit outrageous.

Of course, it is impossible for a person's body alone to burst out with such a powerful force, the human body has its limits, and in the previous life, Fang Zhong cultivated his body to almost the peak, but it is just a huge force of thousands of catties, if you want to lift ten thousand pounds, it is simply impossible.

But the first-class martial artists in this world can, they rely on strong internal strength.

The internal strength bursts, penetrating through the limbs and hundreds of bones, and can burst out with incomparably powerful power in an instant, and lifting ten thousand jun is only one of the simplest abilities.

At this time, Fang Zhong realized that his original idea was a little too naïve.

Originally, he thought that even if the dantian was abolished, he could still exercise his body, temper his body to the limit, and he could have thousands of catties of huge power, moving like a wind, and in the world of his previous life, he could also be regarded as reaching the realm of a super strong.

However, now he is in the Great Qin Dynasty in Zhongzhou, in this world where martial arts are prevalent and martial arts cultivation has multiplied to a very high level, it is really inappropriate to measure it by the previous standards.

If he cultivates his physical body to the limit according to his thoughts, it will be 3,000-4,000 jin of strength, and he is not even a second-rate martial artist in this world.

Not to mention first-class martial artists, and even more powerful innate powerhouses.

The so-called innate is to abandon the acquired impurities, penetrate the eight veins of the strange meridians, and make the internal strength mixed with the elements, endlessly, so that it is the innate realm.

To achieve this realm, hard cultivation alone is no longer enough, but also requires extremely high talent, a certain amount of chance, and various factors are indispensable, which also determines that compared to the huge number of martial arts cultivators, innate realm martial artists are extremely rare.

Specifically, the entire Great Qin Dynasty stretched for tens of millions of miles, with countless populations, and there were more than 10 million people who practiced martial arts, but there were not many martial artists who could reach the innate realm, and most of them were from those big clans, which shows its rarity.

Innate martial artist, that is the ultimate powerhouse among martial artists!

Knowing this, Fang Chong's heart couldn't help but become heavy, his previous understanding of this world was too superficial, and he still put himself in the position of a strong man according to the thinking of the previous life.

But now it seems that in this world, he is just a rookie.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Chong's heart calmed down, and he smiled comfortingly at Fang Zongqing: "Dad, believe me, I won't let you down." "Now that the dantian has been destroyed, it is useless to be sad, the most important thing now is to temper the body, at least temper the body to the limit first.

"Chong'er, I knew you wouldn't be so fragile, hehe....." Fang Zongqing felt comfortable, touched Fang Chong's head, and laughed.

The small blacksmith shop, father and son looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

Bang bang.....

The sound of the hammer hitting the black iron continued, Fang Zhong squatted into a horse step, while agitating the bellows, while exercising his body, he did not stop for a moment to exercise his body, whether it was strength, speed, consciousness, flexibility.

At this moment, he took the opportunity of agitating the bellows to temper his lower plate strength, the upper body swayed back and forth, but the lower plate was as stable as Mount Tai, like a steel nail fixed on the ground, no matter how his body shook without even the slightest movement.

This is the result of the pile, the bottom plate is like a rock, stable as Mount Tai!

Half an hour later, an axe made of black iron was formed, and after quenching and polishing, it became more and more sharp, although it was still as black as ink, but from the cold light at the edge, it could still be seen that this was a fine black iron axe.

"Daddy, this axe is done. Fang Zhong smiled happily.

"Well, this axe is in good condition, and it should sell for a good price. Fang Zongqing also laughed, raised the black iron axe in his hand and looked back and forth, overjoyed.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the blacksmith was slammed open, and a young man with a long fat head and big ears and a huge belly swaggered in.

The young man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with an impetuous look on his face, his eyes rolled around in the blacksmith, and he was slightly stunned when he saw Fang Chong: "Hey, Fang Chong, you are so fast, you can still help with the iron, well, it seems that I was too light last time." ”

The young man looked annoyed, which made the few half-grown children behind him laugh together, and the eyes that looked at Fang Zhong were full of mockery and ridicule.

Fang Zhong looked at the door, his pupils contracted slightly, revealing a cold light.

He knew the young man at the door, to be precise, the previous "Fang Chong" acquaintance, because this young man was Li Hao, who seriously injured him and even abolished his dantian.

"Li Hao, what are you doing here?" Seeing Li Hao break in, Fang Zongqing's body moved, blocking in front of Fang Chong, and shouted: "This is not your Li family's grain store, you can't be presumptuous, you'd better leave me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." ”

"You're welcome?" Li Hao had a fat head and big ears, looked like a foodie, and shook his head contemptuously, "Why are you unkind, I want to see how many catties and taels you can have as an ironworker?"

Li Hao is eighteen years old this year, relying on the family's money to learn some martial arts, he is a well-known bully in Ningcang County, young and frivolous, plus vanity and arrogance, he has caused trouble outside, but relying on the relationship between the family and the old man, he is usually fooled.

This time, he obviously came to ridicule Fang Zhong on purpose, he really wanted to see how this Ningcang County, which had been abolished by himself, looked like on the first day?

Originally, Li Hao thought that even if Fang Zhong was injured, he should be sick and malnourished, but he didn't expect that he was alive and vibrant, and he didn't have the slightest dantian to be abolished, and he became the kind of discouraged and depressed consciousness of a martial arts waster.

How could he be happy, it was a failure.

Glancing coldly at Fang Chong, who was standing behind Fang Zongqing, Li Hao strode forward and shouted: "Fang Zongqing, do you dare to shout and drink, master? ”

Before the words fell, Li Hao had already moved, and his fat body was surprisingly fast, and he arrived in front of Fang Zongqing in a flash, raised his fist and slammed it down.

A third-rate martial artist can lift a thousand catties, which is already a master among ordinary people, and the fist fell from the sky, compressing the air, forming a piercing air explosion.

What are the consequences of such a sharp attack if it is directly attacked on a person?

Fang Chong's scalp was numb for a while, and he reflexively wanted to grab his father, no matter what, he would not let Li Hao hurt his father.

However, to Fang Chong's surprise, at this time, Fang Zongqing was not chaotic at all, extremely calm, gently stretched out his hand, just right to block him behind him, and then slowly raised his fist to meet Li Hao's rapid bombardment attack.

At this moment, everyone was surprised.

Because Fang Zongqing's fist turned into a fiery red color, as if a layer of flames had burned, the temperature around him suddenly rose a lot.

The strange change surprised Li Hao, but it was too late to retreat at this moment. His cultivation is still shallow, and he has not yet reached the realm of retracting freely, once he hits his fist, he can't take it back at all, although he feels a little inappropriate, he can only rush forward.

Bang!

There was a dull sound, and the two fists collided together, creating a circle of blazing air.

The scene at this moment was extremely shocking, the originally menacing Li Hao actually flew back upside down, his arms were pitch black, his sleeves were burned into nothingness by the blazing temperature, and the powerful force penetrated his arms to his viscera, making him can't help but open his mouth and spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Li Shao. ”

"Li Shao, how are you?"

A few half-sized men who were originally standing at the door immediately stepped forward to help Li Hao up, and looked at Fang Zongqing in horror.

Li Hao is a third-rate martial artist, he can lift a thousand catties, but he was seriously injured before he even took a face, it is conceivable that Fang Zongqing's strength definitely exceeds that of a third-rate martial artist.

A blacksmith who strikes iron has such strength, which really makes them feel incredible.

Moreover, such a person has never revealed his cultivation in front of others, which is simply unusual.

Could it be that the other party turned out to be a legendary hidden master? A few half-grown sons and Li Hao all had a terrifying feeling in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to say cruel words, and ran away in dismay.