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However, Kong Fan calmed his mind and slowly discovered an even stranger phenomenon. Kong Fan found that five air currents of different colors poured into his barrel from five directions, green, blue, brown, gold, and red, Kong Fan could only feel that the air currents of these five colors slowly poured into his barrel, and then there would be a stream of air under the barrel that slowly melted into the potion, and his body slowly absorbed these.

When Kong Fan opened his eyes, he couldn't find this strange phenomenon, closed his eyes, and saw it again. It's just not very noticeable, but the five currents of air seem to pour into the bottom of their barrel from the five apex corners of the pentagram.

Kong Fan wanted to find out where these five air currents came from, but he found that he couldn't detect them because they were not under his control.

Kong Fan sighed secretly, suppressing this inner strangeness. Slowly closed his eyes to sense the things around him, watching the Ziqing girl wiping her sweat and adding firewood to the fire from time to time, and felt grateful.

Kong Fan retracted his mind, slowly closed his eyes, and recalled the master's 32-style Taijiquan technique of breathing.

"Heaven and earth are first opened, yin and yang are divided, originally chaotic, only because of Wuji, Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip gives birth to sixty-four hexagrams......"

Tai Chi originated from Tai Chi Bagua, Kong Fan quietly comprehended, and the frequency of breathing slowly changed. Kong Fan didn't notice that a gossip diagram composed of spiritual power slowly appeared in his mind. In the middle of the heart and henchmen, the gossip composed of spatial elements appeared. The two gossip intersected into brilliance, and slowly a gossip was faintly formed around Kongfan's body, and with the formation of this gossip, the five-color airflow that Kongfan noticed just now became more majestic.

At this moment, Kong Fan silently recited the mantra in his mind, and a villain naturally appeared in his mind, and the villain who appeared when he learned boxing last time reappeared, much more solid than the villain at the beginning, no longer so ethereal, and seemed to be scattered with the wind. Kong Fan felt that he was gradually intoxicated by the drill of the little bronze man in his mind, and Kong Fan seemed to be able to feel that this little bronze man was condensed by his own spiritual power, because there was a feeling that it was exactly the same as his spiritual power.

Is it really mental power? Quite possibly, even mental power. It appeared last time when Instructor Lai taught boxing, and it was very vague, and the little bronze man at this moment was obviously more "sturdy" than last time, and it was like air last time, but it was close to fog at this moment. It seems to grow with the growth of spiritual power, but it is more like the growth of one's own spiritual power, but it feels like the villain is clearer.

Kong Fan gradually retracted his thinking and devoted himself to the practice of 32-style Taijiquan. What he didn't find was that when the little bronze man in his brain practiced Tai Chi to form a small Tai Chi, the Tai Chi pattern on the Jizhong acupoint also reappeared, and a Tai Chi gradually formed around his body, and the yin and yang eyes in this Tai Chi were the two small Tai Chi on Kongfan's body......

When Kong Fan woke up again, it was already early the next morning. The dew on the branches and leaves of the flowers and plants are crystal clear, and they are very beautiful with the morning sun.

Kong Fan sighed, it was a pity that he didn't wake up when the sun rose. As soon as Kong Fan finished sighing, he found Ziqing walking from the kitchen with a bowl of soup, Kong Fan looked at her, watching her from the kitchen door, holding a bowl, pouring into the fairy who slowly walked out of the fairyland, smiling, looking at Kong Fan's eyes straight.

Kong Fan finally came back to his senses and found that Ziqing was already standing in front of him, looking at him with a red smile on his face. Kong Fan coughed, hiding the embarrassment in his heart, and said with a smile: "Morning." ”

Ziqing smiled and said, "Morning." Drink this soup and soak it for a while. ”

Kong Fan stretched out his hand, picked up the decoction, took a small sip, and immediately gave the sweetness of the soup and the gluttonous insects seduced by the meat, and drank a bowl of soup in a few bites. Kong Fan wiped his mouth and asked weakly, "Is there anything else?" ”

Ziqing smiled, ran back to the kitchen, walked out with a pot, walked in front of Kong Fan, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the whole pot is yours, no one will rob you." ”

Kong Fan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Xie Lu, thank you." But it's okay not to eat this, I can't feel my body hungry, and now I feel that my body is a little hungry after taking a bite. ”

Ziqing smiled and said, "That's because of your medicinal bath, of course you don't feel hungry." But after all, you haven't eaten for nearly a month, and now that you've eaten such a good medicinal diet, of course you're hungry. ”

Kong Fan smiled and said unconsciously: "It's not because you boiled it!" ”

When Ziqing heard this, her face suddenly turned red, and she said coquettishly: "Ignore you." After saying that, he ran out of the yard, and shouted from afar,

"You are only allowed to drink soup, and the meat in it cannot be eaten until noon."

As soon as Kong Fan came back to it, he immediately wanted to slap himself, when he was a child, he followed the third brother a lot, and his mouth talked nonsense when he saw a beautiful girl. Thinking of Ximen Xue, now Ziqing again, and then thinking of Zhang Tingting, Kong Fan immediately shivered, and slowly ate with the pot.

At this time, Kongfan was a little funny, sitting naked in the barrel, holding a pot in both hands, drinking soup.

Kong Fan resisted the temptation of the meat in the pot, drank more than half of the big pot of soup, and did not drink it again after burping. But soon Kong Fan found himself in a big problem, holding the pot with both hands, but sitting on the barrel by himself, there was no way to put the pot on the ground.

Kongfanduan's hands were a little sore, and he hadn't found Ziqing back yet. It seems that this girl is deliberate, Kong Fan looked at the door in distress, and kept silently thinking in his heart that Ziqing would come back soon.

A gust of wind blew, and Kong Fan was stunned, how could he forget his ability. Kong Fan closed his eyes, wrapped the pot with spatial elements, and slowly controlled the pot to fly towards the small table on the side of the kitchen door.

Kong Fan opened his eyes and looked at the pot that slowly floated to the table, and couldn't help but smile in his heart.

Kong Fan looked down at the potion that had gradually cleared, stood up, climbed out of the barrel, and cleaned up for a while before putting on the clothes he had placed by the barrel yesterday.

Kong Fan looked at his skin without any traces of blisters, faintly even showing a trace of blood, and there seemed to be a faint flow of heat on the surface of his body, especially his six wounds, which were even more obvious. When Kong Fan wiped his body, he had already found that the wound was only a scar, and the blood clots connecting the scars had all fallen off.

As soon as Kong Fan cleaned up and was about to walk into the room, he found that Zi Qing appeared, and after waiting for a while, Kong Fan saw Zi Qing standing at the door of the courtyard, looking at himself and smiling.

Ziqing smiled and said, "Ah, I didn't know whether I was alive or dead a month ago, but now I can walk by myself, come with me." ”

Kong Fan smiled bitterly, nodded, and slowly followed the steps. In this peach orchard, there are several paths paved with cobblestones, which Kong Fan found last night, and at this moment walking on these pebbles, barefoot, bursts of crisp numbness came from the soles of his feet.

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