Wang Chao thought of a storyboard in the comic in which Sun Gohan instructed Bidili to dance the sky.

It was Bidili who was finally able to control the qi in her body, and after successfully making her body hang, Sun Gohan happily encouraged Bidili to the next storyboard, "Yes......" Bidili looked at the sky next to him speechlessly, "That's great!" It worked! Look, brother! Sun Wutian was as happy as Erha, using the newly learned air dance technique to fly all over the sky. Son Gohan: "......"

There is no doubt that Wang Chao at this moment is in Bidili's mood......

This person is more fucking incomparable!

It's obviously me first, so it's good to become a scumbag of the battle, or to watch the Turtle School Qigong up close......

But I haven't figured out the taste at all here, Sun Wukong, why do you just look at it and learn it? Wang Chao was really speechless. He wanted to know what kind of melon skins were on the planet Vegeta, and would judge a monster like Monkey King as "garbage"?

"Master, Wukong...... Have you learned Turtle School Qigong? He asked.

"This ...... I can't say it either......" Sun Gohan also looked incredulous, and said with a beard, "It seems to be ...... That's what it looks like......"

Sun Wukong didn't notice the shock of the master and apprentice over there, he was a little puzzled by the fact that he couldn't emit the same light wave as Sun Wuhan just now, only a flash of light and a cloud of green smoke.

Wang Chao: "Master, I feel ...... now. You may be right to be hesitant to teach Goku or not......"

Son Gohan: "Hmm......"

Wang Chao said with a little frustration: "Wukong, this guy ...... Maybe you can learn all your skills in the blink of an eye, Master......"

Sun Wukong only studied with the Turtle Immortal for more than half a year, and then he was completely out of school, but Xiao Lin in the same period still obediently went back to the Turtle Immortal House for further study.

On the Garin Tower, Sun Wukong completed the cultivation that the Turtle Immortal took three years to complete in a few days.

In the temple of the earth, Sun Wukong is very likely to be the only human martial artist who has ascended to the temple to study after the full-body piccolo himself.

Sun Wukong ran through the snake path that only King Yama had conquered in half a year...... The first to come up and reach the Super Saiyan full power realm...... The first one broke through one after another on his own without the pressure of a strong opponent and reached the third of the incredible Super Saiyans......

There are too many examples of Sun Wukong's outstanding talent.

People have never been a waste of firewood, and it seems that they have always been super geniuses.

Wang Chao suddenly felt incredulous, when did he feel that he could compete with such a monster? He seemed to have naively thought that he could regard the other party as the pressure of his own growth? This is really the shamelessness and arrogance that traversers have always had...... He was secretly ashamed.

Sun Wukong saw that these two people were always staring at him, he blinked, feeling a little strange.

"......" Sun Gohan and his apprentice glanced at each other and continued to build a wooden house.

At night, the three masters and apprentices were crammed into the small bed.

In the dimly lit room, Sun Wuhan went to bed peacefully, and Sun Wukong was also sleeping soundly, only Wang Chao was at the end of the bed, making gestures to the air over and over again......

The next day, the practice naturally continued.

Run out of the mountains.

Deliver milk.

Moving bricks on the construction site.

Back to the mountain summary.

Wang Chao's life was full of thieves.

At the same time, he didn't stop thinking about what the answer to the question he asked Sun Gohan before was.

Sun Gohan asked him to think on his own, so obviously this answer was thought out by himself, which would be more helpful to his own cultivation.

Wang Chao felt that if he didn't even have this bit of Huigen, it would be too unreasonable.

He hasn't given up on comparing himself with Sun Wukong.

In fact, after realizing his shallowness and insignificance with his own eyes, Wang Chao was ashamed, but also calmed down, and truly regarded Sun Wukong as a living person, a living target to catch up. And now a small goal is the Turtle School Qigong - or rather, Qi!

It's not the kind of gas that sees qi with fiery eyes.

It's the kind of qi of the Void Dance!

It's the kind of qi of the turtle school qigong!

It is qi that can be felt in one's own body...... The rumored "little mouse"? Scurrying around in the body? Of course, Wang Chao didn't know what it was like to perceive the qi of the Dragon Ball world hidden in his body, but he was enthusiastic and kept looking forward to it.

A week later, nothing was found.

Tired and half dead every day, Wang Chao couldn't even notice whether his strength had improved in this kind of exercise.

But fortunately, when he didn't practice, Sun Gohan took him to rest as much as possible and relax as much as possible in the style of the turtle immortals.

"You're too nervous. Wang Chao, relax. In the new wooden house, on the newly beaten wooden bed, Sun Gohan was massaging Wang Chao's stiff and tight muscles and muscles, and he sighed slightly: "You kid, and no one is chasing you and forcing you, how can you make yourself so nervous?" When it's time to relax, relax. ”

Wang Chao was pinched strangely comfortably, and his stiff muscles were kneaded crispy and numb.

"Master, I don't want to either, it's just that as soon as I stop, I will feel inexplicably ashamed......" Wang Chao was also speechless to himself, and thought to himself: "This feeling of panic...... It's like the panic of wandering around before you finish your homework, and subconsciously feel like you're wasting your time and wasting your time......"

"Well, let's take a nap." Sun Wuhan sighed lightly, rubbed Wang Chao's head, and massaged near his temples.

Wang Chao felt that Master's voice seemed to have a gentle magic, and his kind face began to blur. Wang Chao hasn't been very eye-catching this week, and at this moment, under Sun Gohan's not very clever hypnotic technique, he quickly fell asleep......

In the afternoon of this day, Wang Chao did not go to the construction site to move bricks.

Instead, he went to work in the fields......

After sleeping well, Sun Gohan took him to the town, and instead of going to various construction sites and working under the warm welcome of the foremen of various roads, as he did this week, he found a farmer and asked Wang Chao to replace the farming machine and plough the fields with his bare hands...... After an afternoon of tossing, Wang Chao felt that his hands were going to be wasted!

It's so ruthless! Turtle Fairy Flow!

Whoever wants to say that Gui Xianliu is on the side of Youzai Youzai and the like, Wang Chao will bite him to death! It's hell.

In the following week, Wang Chao's daily practice became long-distance running, milk delivery, ploughing the fields, and summarizing...... Long-distance running, milk delivery, ploughing, summing up...... The cycle went on and on, and all of a sudden, another week passed.

Sun Wuhan has a small summary every day and a big summary every week, and will answer questions for Wang Chao.

Of course, in fact, there are fewer and fewer questions that can be asked, because many of Wang Chao's irregular habits have been corrected every day in the past two weeks, and he himself is also extremely diligent and serious, and the problems he finds will never be repeated, and there are gradually no questions that need to be asked specifically - after all, the real problems still need to be solved by himself. And the rest of the practice is nothing more than the kung fu of the water mill, instead of asking more questions, it is better to practice for a while, or, sleep a little more.

"Plenty of rest, plenty of practice." Sun Wuhan said to Wang Chao repeatedly.

Wang Chao knew that this seemed to be the purpose of Guixian Liu. In the comics, the turtle immortal also said to Sun Wukong and Xiaolin. He even still remembered that the storyboard in which the turtle immortal put forward the rhetoric of "rest well, practice well, and study hard...... seemed to be the storyboard of the master and apprentice lying in the hammock. Wang Chao was deeply impressed.

In the third week of Baozi Mountain, Wang Chao's morning practice remained the same, running and delivering milk.

But the afternoon retreat turned back to the construction site to move bricks......

In the fourth week, the afternoon practice was again ploughed with bare hands......

Unlike the Monkey King and the Kobayashi brothers in the comics, Wang Chao has been cultivating the land with his bare hands for a month, and he has not become as fast as the Monkey King and his brothers, and they have made significant progress.

Maybe the time span is not as long as Sun Wukong, so the progress has not yet been reflected.

Or perhaps...... Is it really that trick that I haven't figured out yet, so the magnitude of progress is like a snail crawling?

Wang Chao sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the dark night ahead.

Obviously, Wang Chao was not satisfied with the results of his cultivation for more than a month.

If it weren't for his intention to compare, he wouldn't even notice that he was really improving. And it is precisely because of this concern that he will obviously find that his progress is there, but too little and too little. He doubted that if this continued, 12 years later, he would not even be able to reach Sun Wukong's first martial arts meeting......

It's too tragic.

Wang Chao didn't dare to imagine, and at the same time he was unwilling to accept this kind of bastard thing.

Dissatisfaction with the status quo and dissatisfaction with himself made Wang Chao quietly walk away alone after today's practice, run to the secluded cliff side to blow the wind, empty his mind, and meditate alone.

However......

The reality is not.

After the trough, there will inevitably be a light at the end of the tunnel.

Wang Chao sat alone on the edge of the cliff all night, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, and after a night of cold wind, he got up the next day, and his head was blown up!

"Woo......" he walked back in two places.

If it weren't for the fact that he was stronger now, he would probably have caught a cold. The last time he had a cold, he almost killed him, and Wang Chao is still in awe of the cold.

Trembling, Wang Chao rubbed his arms and returned to the wooden house.

Sun Gohan was already waiting for him, and asked gently, "Are you back?" ”

Wang Chao nodded.

Sun Gohan asked again: "Have you come up with a result?" ”

Wang Chao shook his head dejectedly.

Sun Wuhan still has Sun Wukong in his back basket, Wang Chao doesn't know how long it will be before this kid can run with them and practice together. At that time, probably Sun Wukong will surpass himself at a speed that he can't understand at all, leaving him, a dull traverser, far behind......

"Let's go." Sun Gohan's voice is still there, and people have already run away first.

"Hey!" Wang Chao responded and hurriedly followed.

Shouting the slogan, Wang Chao has basically adapted to the unique running rhythm of the Turtle Immortal Flow, and he has indeed found that after running for the same distance for a long distance, it seems that running according to the rhythm of the Turtle Immortal Flow led by Sun Wuhan will make the body a little easier. The way I ran before really lost too much physical strength in the process.

After delivering the milk, I finished lunch in the town with the money saved by Wang Chao's part-time job and cultivation from Sun Wuhan.

"I'm not allowed to take a lunch break today," Sun Wufan said to Wang Chao after eating, "I will go to the construction site in the afternoon, and after eating in the evening, I will go to the farm to help." ”

Wang Chao was shocked: "Huh? ”

Who can withstand this?

Sun Wukong ate a full five-point meal, was put into the back basket by Sun Wuhan, and took away.

Wang Chao hurriedly followed.

After tossing today, Wang Chao is so tired that he wants to lose his breath!

The rest time was deducted, and after moving bricks at the construction site, I actually had to work overtime at night and go to the field to plow the land with my bare hands! Wang Chao felt that it was a miracle that he could return to Baozi Mountain alive.

He had the heart to ask Sun Gohan why, but Sun Gohan didn't seem to have any intention of explaining, so he went home and rested.

Wang Chao felt unusual, he ran over and knocked the quiet Sun Wukong on the back of the head three times, and said in pieces: "Wukong, Wukong, you say, what does your grandfather mean?" It's so difficult to play dumb riddles, it's so difficult......" However, this also aroused his competitive spirit, and Wang Chao decided that he would never open his mouth to beg for mercy and admit defeat.

So, for the next five consecutive days, Wang Chao carried out such ultra-high-intensity cultivation.

No breaks!

Practice hard day and night!

After five or six days, Wang Chao spent every day in torment, and the muscles on his body seemed to be in a state of tearing every day.

At first, he still had leisure and continued to think about martial arts, but later, he no longer had any extra energy, and he fell asleep when he got home, exhausted to the extreme.

In the past few days, Wang Chao can be said to have lived a good life.

So on the seventh day, he finally fell down from exhaustion.

That morning, Wang Chao never got up again...... Of course, it's not that I'm hanging, but I'm tired, and I feel pain all over my body, and I don't even have the strength to get up and roll out of bed.

Sun Gohan seems to have expected such a thing a long time ago, so this morning, and did not call him in the future.

Wang Chao just stood on the wooden bed all day.

Wang Chao stared at the ceiling of the wooden house, the pain in his body tore his nerves, and the rare leisure made it difficult for him to devote himself to thinking.

Torture!

What a torture!

Wang Chao vomited blood in his heart.

Three meals a day were fed by Sun Gohan.

Wang Chao wanted to ask Master several times, what's going on? We weren't like that in the beginning...... Master, you see that I don't like it, you speak, and I disappear by myself...... Of course, this is naturally a boring quip in Wang Chao's heart. Sun Wuhan's abnormal arrangement is obviously using this method to force Wang Chao to comprehend the truth that Wang Chao needs to comprehend.

"Master, I've always had a doubt. What is the difference between the practice of martial artists and the fitness methods in those urban gyms? I've heard that the great martial artists who participate in the league are far stronger than ordinary people...... But I've only heard rumors of martial artists having qigong, but I've never heard of a great martial artist who can use qigong. So much so that now everyone thinks that qigong is a deception......"

At the time, I asked this question.

"Master thinks that if you practice for a period of time first, and then slowly experience during this time, what is different from how you used to exercise? Perhaps, you can figure it out on your own. ”

That's how Master Sun Gohan replied.

Wang Chao, who had been standing up in the wooden house all day, had repeated this question and answer in his heart hundreds of times.

But there was nothing.

The next day, Wang Chao was finally able to move a little - this description actually made Wang Chao feel like a disabled person! Damn.

He went out with his master, Sun Gohan.

Sun Wukong was placed in Sun Wuhan's back basket, and Wang Chao was not asked to run, so the master and apprentice used a walk to finish the section of the road they had practiced every morning.

By the time we got to the small town, it was already lunchtime.

Naturally, milk can't be delivered, and people have already finished delivering it. Besides, with Wang Chao's current state, let alone delivering milk, lifting a carton of milk can break his old waist......

In the afternoon, Sun Gohan, Wang Chao, and Sun Wukong wandered around the town all day.

Back in the mountain wooden house, Wang Chao was alone and thinking about his thoughts, Sun Gohan did not bother his apprentice, he only teased his little grandson when he had nothing to do.

In the condition of extreme physical injury, Wang Chao slowed down for four days before he recovered.

He cultivated for four days, and he also calmed down and thought about it for four days.

Think in pain.

With the pain of the body, there is the self-questioning.

Early in the morning.

"Okay?" Sun Gohan asked softly.

Wang Chao simply moved his body, exhaled, and nodded slightly.

Sun Gohan smiled and asked, "So, what do you think?" ”

Wang Chao's eyes were clear and bright, and after pursing his lips tightly, he said softly: "This will not be confirmed until after today, Master." ”

Sun Gohan smiled even brighter, grabbed his gray beard and nodded: "Very good, then come back today, Master will come to ask you again." ”

The three of them set off and began to resume their spiritual life.

Wang Chao continued to follow Sun Wuhan, but he could already jog. His health has improved dramatically.

"Torment...... Life these days...... And the five or six days before, it was like a hellish life, it wasn't cultivation at all, it was just self-torture......"

Wang Chao pondered for four days in his cultivation and came to such a conclusion.

He jogged, feeling every tired muscle in his body.

As soon as Wang Chao looked up, he saw Sun Wukong squatting in Sun Wuhan's back basket blinking, looking at him who was jogging behind him.

……

"Don't you have to? You said you weren't going to enter the 'Spirit Time House' again?! ”

"Hmmm! Right! ”

"Why, you can go in for another whole day!"

"In there, even if you don't do anything, it's hard for your body! I'd better get plenty of rest. ”

"Hmph...... Even Kakarot finally can't stand the harsh conditions of that house? ”

"Perhaps...... However, if you barely exercise your body, you will only increase the hardship, and that is not cultivation. ”

……

Wang Chao once again carried the milk crate and followed Sun Wuhan to deliver everywhere.

After lunch, the three masters and apprentices took a temporary break.

Wang Chao ushered in a long-lost lunch break - of course, the situation of doing corpses at home does not count.

In the wild, between several trees, two rope-woven mesh hammocks were tied.

Sun Wuhan hugged Sun Wukong to sleep one, and Wang Chao slept one.

"Let's rest for a while." Sun Gohan laughed and gently patted the little grandson in his arms who habitually began to doze off.

Wang Chao took a deep breath and smiled gracefully.

"Exercise well, rest well."

He read it.

The mystery of the turtle immortal stream and the true meaning of martial arts seem to be hidden in the bits and pieces of cultivation, and it is easy to pick it up, but I didn't even find it.

In the afternoon, Wang Chao, who was full of energy, was like a humanoid bulldozer, plowing and flying in the cultivated land with his bare hands!

"DadaDada~~~~"

Sun Wuhan hugged Sun Wukong and watched on the ridge, and when he heard Wang Chao's rapid planing, he was still in the mood to shout strange slogans.

"Hehe......" The old gentleman felt that this disciple really understood the true meaning of the so-called martial arts and the so-called cultivation. Sun Wuhan's face was full of relief, he lowered his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed with a smile: "This person is old, and he can't be ruthless...... A few days ago, he deliberately squeezed Wang Chao and overloaded him with cultivation every day, in fact, not to mention how unbearable he was behind his back.

In the evening, Baozi Mountain, on the edge of the cliff.

Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together.

Twilight is beautiful.

Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded: "Turtle ...... Send...... ......"

As if accumulating strength, after three syllables, a light suddenly lit up on the edge of the cliff.

This light is so intense, so bright.

Wang Chao rubbed this mass of heat gushing out of his body in his hand, condensed into a white qigong ball between his waist and palms, and his heart couldn't help but stir.

"Exercise well, rest well." Wang Chao turned to today's realization, "The biggest difference between the so-called martial artists and those martial artists and fitness people is that they know how to adjust themselves. Martial arts, in essence, is the study of perfect regulation of physical and mental conditions. It is the principle of nature, and it is by no means a road that violates the laws of the human body and is brutally oppressed. Conform to your heart and forge ahead...... Martial artists, you have to be able to always put yourself in the best shape. Enjoy life, enjoy your practice. Master, right? ”

He glanced to the side, and Master Sun Gohan nodded with satisfaction.

"-Gong!!"

Wang Chao's chest was clear, he shouted loudly, and pushed the Turtle Sect Qigong in his palms forward, and a straight pillar of light suddenly erupted, rushing diagonally upwards to the sky.

"Oh~!"

Sun Wukong clapped his hands in the back basket and shouted.

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