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In the middle of the night, the full moon hangs high in the sky, and the white moonlight spreads all over the earth, and the frost is like snow.

The small lake is not as shocking as a mirror, reflecting the full moon, as if it contains another world, and the lake is covered with white moonlight.

Chen Zong was lying on the edge of the small lake, his hands pillowed behind his head, bathed in the moonlight, staring at the bright moon in a daze, his mind was in turmoil.

Paying so much and gaining so little, there is always some unwillingness.

But practicing martial arts, hard training is not enough, but also external support, otherwise it will only hollow out oneself, and eventually exhaust oneself, like Chen Zhigang can eat the flesh and blood of fierce beasts every meal, strengthen the body, and can also take more energy pills to assist in cultivation, it is said that the children of those big families in Fengwu City can eat an energy pill every three or five times.

If Daddy's cultivation is still there, it is easy for Chen Zong to eat the flesh and blood of fierce beasts every day, and it is not difficult to take an energy pill every once in a while, but there is no if, the fact is the fact, and the distribution of an energy pill every three months is the time that Chen Zong is looking forward to the most, but today it was destroyed.

Sometimes thinking about it, Chen Zong is at a loss.

The lack of qi and blood was born from the sky, and unless there was a suitable treasure medicine to improve it in one fell swoop, it would always exist, seriously dragging him back, making Chen Zong's dreams and goals far away.

But the treasure medicine is so rare, even a father who once had a seventh-layer cultivation in the Qi and Blood Realm can't get it.

Thinking about it, Chen Zong suddenly felt that the moonset tonight seemed to be particularly bright.

"That's not right...... It seems that something is falling. Trying to widen his eyes to see clearly, he saw a light brighter than the bright moon falling rapidly: "It looks like it's coming from me......"

"Not good!" At the moment when the light was like a sword falling down, Chen Zong finally reacted, and when he hurriedly wanted to dodge, the sword light seemed to know his intentions, and the speed surged a hundred times, piercing through time and space and shooting into Chen Zong's eyebrows.

As if it was pierced through the head, the severe pain swept through the whole body like a flash torrent, directly causing Chen Zong to fall into a coma.

......

"Where is this?" Chen Zong looked around blankly, surrounded by a dark void, and then lowered his head but couldn't see his body, but he could feel his existence again, which was very strange.

The silky silver light diffused from a distance, attracting Chen Zong to fly away, I don't know how long it flew, Chen Zong saw the light source, a ball of silver light was still in the center of the dark void, the closer he got to it, the more shocked Chen Zong became.

The silver light seemed to be crisscrossed by countless silver dragons, each of which seemed to come from nothingness, connecting heaven and earth through time and space, containing endless mysteries.

In the center of the light woven by countless silver dragons, a fragment was quietly suspended, shaped like the tip of a sword, the whole body was silvery-white, exuding ancient and profound fluctuations.

Approaching, in the end, Chen Zong's consciousness drifted into the light woven by the silver dragon, and the moment it came into contact with the tip of the sword, it was as if something exploded and hit all directions, making Chen Zong completely unconscious.

Suddenly, the light at the center of the eyebrows flickered, and the charm was shocking to the world, better than the light of the bright moon.

Layers of light spread like water waves, permeating every part of Chen Zong's body, as if something was constantly being squeezed out of Chen Zong's body.

After the moon passed in the sky, it gradually sank in the west, the streamer on Chen Zong's body returned to the center of his eyebrows, the light was restrained, his fingers moved unconsciously, his eyelids trembled and opened, first dazed, and then sharp, the stench penetrated into his nostrils, like a rat that had been dead for several days and had rotted, making Chen Zong retch.

"How can this be?" Chen Zong exclaimed, there was a layer of viscous mud on his hands, his eyes were more powerful than before, and he could still clearly distinguish the black and red colors in the white moonlight, which was the source of the stench.

Hurriedly took off his clothes and jumped into the lake to scrub hard, scrubbing more than ten times before washing off the black and red sludge on his body, Chen Zong was surprised to find that his skin had become white and ruddy, like a baby, and the various scars left by the previous lack of congenital blood and qi and excessive martial arts training no longer existed.

The whole body is light, as if he can fly with a strong jump, his heart is strong, his blood is strong, and his whole body is full of strength, this feeling is unprecedented, which makes Chen Zong laugh and make waves.

......

After not sleeping all night, Chen Zong was in good spirits.

"Great, not only has the root cause of the congenital lack of blood and qi been eliminated, but there is no longer half a point of weakness, the blood is full, and even the cultivation has broken through to the second layer of the qi and blood realm. By the small lake, excitement filled Chen Zong's face.

"It is said that some high-grade treasure medicines have the power of cutting the pulse and washing the marrow, is this what I do?"

"It's more powerful, it's faster, it's quicker, and even the brain is more flexible. ”

While speaking, Chen Zong posed in a tiger posture, his heart was agitating, his blood was surging, and more powerful power flowed in his limbs, the space in the center of his eyebrows, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the silver dragon flew, making Chen Zong forget everything and focus on boxing.

Punch out!

Tiger Punch!

Under a punch, it seemed to pierce the air, and the wind sounded.

Tiger Turn!

Tiger Leap!

Tiger Storm!

The last punch, the wind stirred.

"Hahahaha, the power of the second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm is really far superior to the first layer. Chen Zong stood with his fists closed and laughed.

The first realm of martial arts training, called the Qi and Blood Realm, is divided into nine layers.

The first to third layers of the qi and blood realm are only in strengthening the body and strengthening the blood qi, which is the foundation, so it is called a martial artist.

On the first floor of the Qi and Blood Realm, a single arm can have a strength of fifty catties to one hundred catties.

The second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, a single arm can have a strength of two hundred to three hundred catties.

There are three layers of qi and blood realm, and a single arm can have a strength of 400 jin to 500 jin.

This is the standard, some people who are born with strong strength will exceed the standard, such as Chen Zhigang, who is at the peak of the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, and he has a strength of six hundred catties in one arm.

Before, Chen Zong's single-arm strength was less than 100 catties, but now it is more than 200 catties and less than 300 catties, which is simply a leap forward, and the breakthrough in cultivation not only increases the strength, but also improves the speed, and the power of the fist technique surges.

"Practice again!" With a low shout, Chen Zong put on a tiger posture again.

In the past, he was born with insufficient blood and qi, and he always felt weak, and he would be very tired after practicing three or four times in a row, but now he still has the strength to spare after practicing five times.

Over and over again, very free, extremely clear mind of the understanding of the tiger power boxing method straight up, the subtleties that were ignored in the past one by one, the tenth time, the body like a tiger jumped up, followed by a punch down, like a tiger burst out of the wound, a punch out, a strong breaking wind overflowing, as if the tiger roared in the distance.

"Tiger roar, tiger power fist method has initially reached the end of the day. Chen Zong was shocked, yesterday he was still worrying about when he would be able to practice the Tiger Power Fist to Dacheng, and after a day, he would enter Dacheng, which was inevitably too fast.

"It must have something to do with last night's incident. Chen Zong said secretly, excited, took a deep breath to calm down, struck while the iron was hot, continued to cultivate, and strive to further improve.

After ten more times, Chen Zong punched, and each punch could bring a strong wind roar, like a tiger roaring in front of him, and the momentum was amazing.

"Dacheng Peak!" Chen Zong gasped, although he had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked, his blood and qi were surging in his body, and he grew a little bit, like the water of a great river, making his fatigue quickly disappear.

"The Tiger Power Fist method is practiced to the fullest, and the exercise part reaches fifty percent, which is better than the small one, and the cultivation effect is more obvious. Chen Zong was overjoyed, and immediately frowned: "There are only twenty-nine days left for the martial arts in the clan, even if the Tiger Power Fist method reaches the perfection, I can't raise my cultivation to the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, and it is difficult to get the top three martial disciple battles." ”

The martial arts battle will be held once a year, the top three can go to the Chen family clan hall in Fengwu City to cultivate, learn more intelligent martial arts, and enjoy more resources, every clan disciple is very eager, and regards it as an opportunity to leap into the dragon gate, but only the children of the family who are less than fifteen years old can participate, Chen Zong will be fifteen years old in three months, this is his only chance.

Entering the clan hall to cultivate, becoming a warrior, becoming powerful, and then finding a treasure medicine for Daddy to cure diseases and restore cultivation, this is his long-standing wish, and it is also the goal he is striving for.

"If you can get a better foundation building martial art than the Tiger Power Fist Technique, your cultivation speed will be faster. Talking to himself, Chen Zong also knew that it was a fantasy, who knows, the tip of the sword in the space in the center of his eyebrows seemed to understand his words, and with a slight tremble, a silver dragon flew out and rushed into Chen Zong's mind.

As if struck by lightning, Chen Zong trembled, as if he had become a statue and remained motionless.

Half an hour later, Chen Zong's eyes rolled, he came to his senses, his face was full of uncontrollable smiles, I don't know if he had suffered too much before, God has eyes, and now he will make amends.

In that half an hour, Chen Zong obtained a foundation-building martial arts, a foundation-building martial arts that was far superior to the Tiger Power Fist method - the True Sword Eight Styles.

"The eight styles of the real sword, pay attention to the integration of the sword body and steps, you can exercise sixty percent of the body at the beginning, seven percent of the small one, eight percent of the big one, and ten percent of the perfect one. Almost dream-like, Chen Zong was in a trance.

Just now, he was still worried that the cultivation speed of the Tiger Power Fist Method was too slow, but he didn't expect to send a foundation building martial art that was far superior to the Tiger Power Fist Method, and it was still a rare weapon foundation building martial art.

"Is it that there is a request?" Chen Zong wondered: "Give me two energy pills." ”

There was no movement, could it be that he wanted too much, otherwise it would be better to change it to one, or there was no movement, Chen Zong had to give up, and his attention shifted to the True Sword Eight Style.

To practice the True Sword Eight Style, you must first have a sword.

"If the children of the family cultivate to reach the first level of the Qi and Blood Realm, they can go to the weapon room to receive a weapon for free, and this opportunity is just right for use. Chen Zong said secretly, took a step, and walked in the direction of the family weapon room, continuing to think about the True Sword Eight Styles along the way.

The eight styles of the real sword, a total of eight sword styles, in increasing order, are the sword style, the sword drawing style, the rushing sword style, the ring sword style, the sword cutting style, the chaotic sword style, the fast sword style, and the explosive sword style.

There are five types of body style: standing, volting, springing, twisting, and spinning.

There are six types of footwork: punching, sliding, pointing, moving, jumping, and turning.

The eight styles can be performed coherently or individually, and each style must be matched with the corresponding body and footwork to maximize its power.

How to cultivate, every movement and change is clearly presented in the mind, like an imprint.

"Just to get started, you need to achieve the integration of the sword and the body, which is very difficult. ”

"But once you get started, it's quite powerful, maybe enough to beat Xiao Cheng's Tiger Power Fist. ”

For a time, Chen Zong was full of fighting spirit.