Internal force is a kind of qi, a special kind of airflow, which is transformed into a breath containing power by the aura of heaven and earth.

Martial arts training is to store more internal force in one's dantian and meridians, and each upgrade of the dantian and meridians will be widened a lot, and the stored internal force will naturally become more, and the strength will be stronger.

Yunmo carefully controlled the internal force in his body, and waited with bated breath.

Gradually, the flow of internal force in the body is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and a small vortex of internal force has been faintly formed at the dantian.

The aura of heaven and earth around his body seemed to have turned into a funnel, frantically converging with Yunmo as the center, and then drilling into his body.

Then Yunmo was crazy to turn into internal force, the flow speed of internal force in the meridians became faster and faster, and the amount became more and more, and he could even feel the sound of "sighing" when the internal force was circulating at high speed in the meridians.

The surface of Yunmo's body was already red, and the sound of sweat flowing to the surface of his body was instantly evaporated.

The pain from all over his body made Yunmo's forehead full of green tendons, like earthworms entrenched.

This process lasted for about five minutes, and finally, the internal force airflow had reached the highest speed, and some parts of the skin on Yunmo's body began to slowly crack, flowing red blood, and pain was everywhere all over his body.

Yunmo clearly knew that he had reached the limit, and if he forcibly gathered his internal force again, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it and go mad.

forcibly condensed his mind, controlled the torrent of internal force, and hit an acupuncture point on the Ren vein.

After the first tentative impact, the second violent impact went away, and suddenly, Yunmo felt a tearing pain in his body, and he almost couldn't help but scream.

"Poof!" Yunmo spewed out a mouthful of blood, spat it on the ground, and splashed on Yunmo's shadow.

Yunmo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked disappointed, and muttered to himself: "Did you fail?" ”

On the bed, a water stain. But it was the sweat from Yunmo's pain that wet the sheets around his body.

"It seems that I think cultivation is too simple, and people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants." Clenching his fists, Yunmo smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Forget it, you can't force your cultivation all the way, let it be." Yunmo sighed, calmed down, and continued to practice Pure Yang Gong to consolidate his cultivation.

Every week, the blood marks on Yunmo's skin will be reduced by one point, and after about ten minutes, Yunmo's body has returned to the color before the level, and it is even much whiter. His physical strength was also fully recovered, and he felt that his body had inexhaustible strength.

With a long exhale, Yunmo slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of essence light flashed away. Now his martial arts are at the peak of the second layer of body refining, and he feels full of strength.

Yunmo laughed, checked his body with satisfaction, and then walked out of bed, looking at the already soaked sheets and blood stains on the ground, Yunmo called the purple clothes at the door to come in and clean up.

When Ziyi came in, he was startled when he saw the dried blood on the ground.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Ziyi ran to Yunmo's side and said with a worried expression.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm in a hurry to practice, and something went wrong." Yunmo waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

"Really" Ziyi's eyes were red, and he wiped the remaining blood stains on the corner of Yunmo's mouth with his own hand in distress.

Suddenly found that the blood stains on the corners of Yunmo's mouth had dried up, and she couldn't wipe them off with her hands, so Ziyi leaned over and used her own fragrant tongue to lick the blood on the corners of Yunmo's mouth!

Looking at the seductive lips of the purple cloth, Yunmo suppressed the urge to immediately correct her on the spot. pinched her chin and smiled evilly, "Yo, when did you become so bold?" ”

"Young Master forgive sins." The pair of watery eyes in purple looked at Yunmo pitifully.

"Smack." Yunmo patted her buttocks again and said, "Hurry up and prepare bath water for the young master, I'll practice boxing in the yard first." ”

After speaking, Yunmo left.

Ziyi felt the strangeness coming from his buttocks, his face was slightly red, and he said in his heart, the young master is becoming more and more improper.

walked to the door and ordered: "Zhihua, you clean the young master's room, Qin Xin, you come with me and prepare bath water for the young master." ”

"Yes, Sister Purple."

Kotoshin and Ziyi went to the bathhouse, leaving Zhihua to clean the room.

Zhihua first changed the sheets, and then mopped the floor.

"Huh? How did this pool of blood dry up so quickly, and it was still dark red? Zhihua took the mop and used a lot of effort to mop the dried blood stains clean.

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On the other side, Yunmo himself began to practice his fists and feet in the courtyard.

"Drink, ha."

One move, one style, decent, this is the basic boxing method, he will practice it when he is a child, and he is not qualified to practice advanced martial arts before.

Waving his fists, kicking from time to time, and then doing a side flip, slotting, feeling handsome.

If I had done this in my previous life, my waist would have been twisted off a long time ago.

Yunmo did another backflip on the spot, and then continued to flip, jumping more than three meters high.

Secretly felt his strength, and this bounce power alone was enough to kill those high jumpers in his previous life.

After practicing for about a quarter of an hour, Yunmo slowly adapted to his current strength.

In order to test how much strength he had, he also deliberately moved a rockery stone in the yard, about four or five hundred catties, and there was a slight feeling of heaviness at first, but he still hugged it all at once.

The refining body is divided into nine layers, and each layer can bring about a leap forward in strength, increasing the strength by two hundred catties. In other words, a martial artist at the third level of body refining has a strength of six hundred catties.

Yunmo now only has the peak of the second layer of body refining, and he estimates that his ultimate strength is about five hundred catties, not six hundred catties, it seems that he still needs to improve himself, and he should have it when he reaches the third layer of body refining.

Seeing that Ziyi hadn't come to inform himself yet, he continued to practice the basic boxing and leg techniques, and the sweat that slowly disappeared flowed out again.

In this world, firewood is still used to boil water, so it will be a little slower, and Yunmo is not in a hurry, and now it seems that it is more than ten o'clock in the evening, which is still early.

The time of this world is expressed in hours, and as in ancient China, the day is divided into twelve hours, Zi, Chou, Yin, and Mao...... Each hour is divided into eight quarters.

It is often said that a quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes, four quarters of an hour is an hour, and two hours is eight quarters of an hour, which is an hour.

It was only four o'clock in the evening, which was equivalent to ten o'clock in the evening on the earth in the previous life.

There are many ways to see time in this world, and the most common is to distinguish through celestial phenomena, which is a person's necessary common sense, of course, this can only be seen in a general way.