As long as you look up, you can faintly perceive the slight fluctuations in the air above.

At this point, Li Huatang has broken away from the barrier of one move and one style, and does not strictly abide by the order of the eight styles, but plays Tai Chi as he likes, and can follow the eighth style after the first style, or any other style.

Playing it out like this, instead of feeling discordant, it makes the only audience feel refreshed.

Eclecticism is the backbone of Wei and Jin!

Li Huatang's seemingly chaotic move is only reasonable to be welcomed!

One move and one style, all of them are drawing circles and hugging circles, and slowly the momentum has reached an indescribable level.

Such a state should be called the pinnacle.

Li Huatang naturally hugged his hands round and began to collect qi.

With the development of the circle-hugging action, the extremely huge qi triggered by Tai Chi began to gradually contract, and little by little converged into the circle formed by the hands on Li Huatang's chest.

If the old Taoist who hid in Wudang Mountain in later generations saw this scene, he would inevitably be amazed by the magic of the essence of Tai Chi.

According to legend, when Zhang Sanfeng created Tai Chi, he had such power, but with the later generations of disciples and grandchildren, there was no longer a dragon and phoenix among the dragons and phoenixes who could evolve Tai Chi to the realm of Gui ○ (this Dan Dao term, forcibly interpreted as a circle or zero), plus Buddhism was denounced as feudal superstition, although Dan Dao had the help of human science, but then it also fell in the hands of swindlers fishing in troubled waters and under the suppression of the government.

As a result, this not only prolongs life, but also belongs to the Taoist high-grade kung fu Tai Chi, which has fallen to the point that it is inferior to Indian yoga.

And now, it was an opportunity that would be the envy of future generations, but it made Li Huatang's forehead dripping with fine beads of sweat.

At the beginning of the hug, he could feel that there really seemed to be a ball of qi between his hands, and as he inhaled, the palms supporting him slowly parted, and when he exhaled, there was another suction force that brought his palms back.

The wonderful feeling at that moment was something he had never had before when he did Tai Chi, and this sudden wonderful feeling almost made him unable to extricate himself.

Just as he was immersed in this mysterious and incomparable feeling, the weight of the qi in his hand became bigger and bigger......

That feeling is like a person who goes to pan for gold, and when he carries a piece of gold on his back, his heart is extremely happy.

But the amount of gold added to his back continued to increase, and that was something to be happy about, wasn't it?

Maybe in the beginning, you will be overjoyed by the increase in the amount of gold you get.

But as there is more and more gold behind it, it is getting heavier and heavier......

Until the time when he was about to be crushed to death, the gold continued to bless his back, and what was born was no longer joy, but despair......

At this time, Li Huatang's heart was like the person who was about to be crushed to death by gold, and he kept shouting in panic in the depths of his heart...... Stop, stop......

However, the objective world is not subject to human will.

His heart was frightened, and he wanted to stop the air mass in his hand, but he couldn't do anything.

The tiny beads of sweat on his forehead all slowly grew larger, and then under the action of gravity, the big ones slipped down.

The forehead that can be seen is still like this, and on the body that cannot be seen, the inner layer of clothes has already been **, making the inner layer of clothes slimy.

The sticky fabric was tightly clinging to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to be distracted, let alone pull the sticky fabric.

Xiao Daotong also seems to be aware of the existence of the crisis.

He jumped back three steps away with a fury, but he thought that this person was brought back by Shizun, and before Shizun left, he also explained that he would take good care of this person.

Xiao Daotong's face was entangled, and his heart struggled even more, slowly, he began to step forward, which was obviously the master's explanation to him overriding the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

After poking out half a step shallowly, Xiaodao Tong bent his waist and tried to scream with courage: "Xiao Langjun? ”

Li Huatang heard Xiao Daotong's shout, but he couldn't speak.

In his senses, now, what he was holding in his hand was no longer that kind of ethereal qi, but a heavy mass of things with a very large mass and density.

He had a strange intuition, and in this intuition, he felt that as long as the invisible qi in his hand fell to the ground, no, not just to the ground, but as long as it was out of his palm, it was very likely to "boom" like a bomb......

Because of this intuition, his whole body stiffened, and his pores were like springs, and he had to sweat as if he didn't want money......

Is this Nima still going to contribute to archaeology?

Seeing that this Xiao Langjun didn't have any reaction, Xiao Daotong couldn't help but be a little anxious, and then tried his best to make a draft quickly, and said in a hurry: "Xiao Langjun...... Trail...... No...... Not intentionally disrupting your practice, but ...... But...... That thing in your hand...... Xiaodao felt that it was very dangerous. ”

, you think you're the only one who knows this thing is dangerous? Labor and management also know it, but labor and management can't stop!

Originally, he wanted to speak and choke this little Taoist boy, but as soon as he was about to open his mouth, he felt a disturbance of the air mass in his hand, which frightened him to shut up immediately.

Li Huatang could only try his best to ensure the stability of the qi mass in his hand, and glared at Xiao Daotong with a roll of his eyes.

What if this blows up......

Li Huatang still remembers the first time he was injured by the bombing, remembering that he was only seven or eight years old at that time, and because he got New Year's money for the New Year, he went to buy a box of artillery and played with a group of playmates.

The boring habits of children make them come up with a strange way to compete with whomever is more daring.

The cannon was about four or five seconds away from ignition to explosion, so they threw the cannon later than anyone else, and the later they threw it, the more daring they were......

At that time, Li Huatang was clever enough to calculate the time from ignition to explosion of the artillery, knowing that this time was about four seconds, he took the cannon and counted silently in his heart, preparing to throw it out when the silent count reached four, so that the most courageous person must be him.

However, accidents happen all the time when you are sure of it......

When I counted to three, the artillery exploded......

Fortunately, he was playing with firecrackers, not firecrackers, otherwise, he might have become a nine-fingered beggar.

The explosion did not cripple him, but the piercing pain of the cone has been deeply imprinted in his mind, becoming an indelible childhood shadow.

After that "boom", the palm of the hand seemed to be broken, and then, the whole palm began to numb, and then lost consciousness, accompanied by this numbness, there was a "buzzing" roar in the head, which lasted for a long time.

Since that year, he has never played with artillery again, and he no longer scrambles to light firecrackers on New Year's Day.

If the gas in this hand explodes like a missile, I'm afraid that the whole person will be torn to pieces, right?

Thinking of this, Li Huatang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

His heart also began to panic and become irritable, and he felt that the gas in his hand was gradually increasing, although the volume did not change, it was getting heavier and heavier, and he thought that the density had increased.

It's not going to go on like this!

If it is left unchecked, at most a hundred breaths, the thing will be so heavy that he cannot hold it, and then it will break out of his hands, and then it will ......

Li Huatang only felt very cold, and wanted to wrap in several layers of thick quilts.

Xiao Daotong also felt that the danger was getting stronger, he took a step back, and said, "Xiao Langjun, isn't it...... Isn't it time to stop? ”

Why don't I want to stop? The problem is that you can't stop!

Li Huatang glared at the little Daotong again, but he didn't have the energy to slander the little Daotong again.

Because, the gas in his hand is getting heavier and heavier, and the hand he is holding the air mass has already burst out with green tendons, and the joints have even begun to turn white.

I can't care so much, I have to throw this thing out first, otherwise, it will be a dead end.

Taking a deep breath, he squatted down slightly and began to charge up, just when he felt that he was almost accumulating.

The hands holding the air mass lowered slightly, and then opened his mouth to shout: "Run!" ”

The moment the words appeared, the air mass in his hand had a tendency to explode, so Li Huatang threw his hands upwards without hesitation......

I was thinking that after throwing away that thing, I would pull out my legs and run for my life, but when I threw it too hard, he was shocked by the reaction force and sat directly on the ground.

The ass kissing the earth is the best way to understand what it means to "the world kisses me with pain"!

The world kisses me with pain and wants me to repay it with a song!

If you don't report it, you will die......

He wanted to cry without tears, but he saw the little Taoist boy who ran out when he heard his words, and at this moment, he flew back like a formula car.

This scene moved Li Huatang to a great ......

Without waiting for Li Huatang to continue to be moved, Xiao Daotong picked up Li Huatang, borrowed the strength under his feet, and did not consider the problem of turning at all, and rushed out directly towards the north.

I don't know if I can't stop the car or what's going on, in short, Xiaodao Tong rushed out of the cliff with Li Huatang in his arms, as if that scene was familiar:

Youjump，Ijump.

It's just that this moment is a little different from that picture, and this moment is:

Ifyoudon’tjump，Iillhelpyou!

You jump, I will jump, if you don't jump, I will take you to jump......

Then, under the seduction of gravity, the two of them fell vertically, and Li Huatang only had time to let out a scream that shook the earth......

When he was just pulled down by gravity, Li Huatang still pinned his hopes on Xiao Daotong, hoping that he would have the ability of that old Taoist priest, not to mention the flying of the imperial sword, so that he could float around at the top of the canopy.

As a result, this little Taoist boy just hugged him, tried to protect his body as much as possible, and then drove him straight down......

"Ah......h

It's an echo over the cliffs......

"Boom!" It's the echo of the top of the mountain, accompanied by a boom, and all the other noises......

In short, probably, this courtyard is gone.

Fortunately, the little Taoist boy was not too bad, even if he couldn't even compare to the old Taoist priest in light skills, but he still hugged Li Huatang and climbed up little by little along the vines on the cliff.

When Xiao Daotong's little head in a bun poked up from the edge of the cliff, Xiao Daotong's mouth opened wide, almost stuffing an egg into it, and at the same time, his hand was about to subconsciously raise and scratch his head.

He hugged Li Huatang with his left hand and grabbed the vine with his right hand. When I wanted to scratch my head, I thought about it, I couldn't use my left hand, and I couldn't get rid of the people who the master had specially assigned to take care of him.

So, he raised his right hand......

The two of them were dragged down by gravity again.

"Ah!!h Li Huatang couldn't help but scream again.

This scream is not about fear or not, but similar to the scream of a roller coaster, not necessarily terrifying, just a subconscious exclamation of the body......

As the mud and rocks sparsely rolled down, Xiao Daotong once again firmly grasped the vines on the cliff.

Li Huatang patted his chest and said in an unkind tone, "What are you going to do?" It's fun to go up and down? ”

Xiao Daotong looked down at Li Huatang and smiled lightly, looking a little shy: "I saw something very surprised." ”

"Surprised? Something a little surprised scares you like this? Do you know what Confucius said? Confucius said: 'Mount Tai collapsed in front of it and its color remained unchanged'! Little Taoist, your cultivation is not enough! ”

Xiao Daotong blinked and looked at Li Huatang with a little grievance.

Through these strange words, venting the anger in his heart because he was frightened again, Li Huatang stretched out his hands and grabbed the stone on the top of the cliff.

With both arms and feet, he pushed his head up to the top of the cliff.

"I'll you!" Li Huatang didn't fall down as surprised as Xiao Daotong, but he was also so frightened that he couldn't do it.

I saw that the flat mirror-like ground on the top of the cliff, which seemed to have been cut out with a knife, had all become pitted.

If the previous appearance was like a neat one-size-fits-all workmanship, then the current appearance of this mountaintop platform is a clumsy work slowly sawed out by a broken saw......

It's like Wang Mazi's dignity, miserable!

As for the eight or nine houses that took up half of the platform......

After looking around and carefully twice, Li Huatang finally confirmed that they were missing......

Feeling the soreness coming from his arm, Li Huatang held on to the stone, turned over, and lay on the uneven ground panting fiercely.

He is not the same as the tired and panting little Taoist boy lying next to him!

He was afraid, not tired.

Looking at the house that had been wiped out, even if he was not swept away by the explosion, his face was pale and cold sweat was dripping, and he needed to gasp for breath to adjust the fear in his heart.

Otherwise, how could someone who has been a burden on the cliff be so tired that he is panting?

Li Huatang looked at the sky with a pale face, gulping in on the fresh air, trying not to imagine the miserable appearance of being swept away by the explosion.

Then, he suddenly remembered that if it weren't for the little Taoist boy who had already left to come back to save him, he would definitely have followed those seven or eight houses to Huangquan together.

Thinking about it this way, he has encountered three almost certain death situations since he crossed over, the first time was when he was in the clan meeting, the second time was the huge tiger, and the third time was the earth-shattering explosion that had just passed!

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Huatangdel's mouth cracked little by little, and then outlined into an upward arc.