Ordinary people are stranded on a desert island and must rack their brains to try to escape.

But Chang Wei and Huang Rong are different.

Chang Wei had just come into contact with the magical martial arts that only existed in fantasy before, and he could clearly feel his cultivation realm, and he was completely addicted to it, and he only thought about practicing martial arts, and he didn't think about the current situation at all.

Huang Rong is an island housegirl, since she was born, she has been in the Peach Blossom Island house until now, and she has no trouble on the island.

She has no playmates since she was a child, and she can only play with herself when she pretends to be a family and wine, and now she has Chang Wei, a playmate who can not only reflect her "eyes like a torch", but also serve as a good sandbag, and let her show her "strong martial arts" to the fullest, she is naturally not in a hurry, and is quite looking forward to Chang Wei's growth.

Although the island is not large, it also has fresh water to drink, woods for firewood, caves to shelter from the wind, and all kinds of game and seafood to satisfy their hunger, so neither of them even thought about leaving.

Afternoon.

In the middle of the woods, in front of a big hugging tree.

Chang Wei stood in front of the tree with his hands down, slowly raised his right hand, and between his breaths, he was strong in his palm, and the whole palm turned blue and black in an instant, like a piece of iron.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Iron Sand Palm! ”

The palm of the hand came out in response to the sound and slapped on the tree fiercely, with a bang, the bark exploded, the wood powder flew, and on the hard trunk, a palm print half an inch deep, like an axe chisel, appeared!

"Not bad!" Huang Rong, who was watching, raised her eyebrows, and her eyes were amazed: "It's only been a morning of cultivation, and you actually have such palm power!" But ......"

She blinked her eyes twice and looked at Chang Wei rather confused: "Why did you call it out?" ”

Chang Wei groaned for a while, and said solemnly: "That's more imposing." ”

"Hmm......" Huang Rong pointed her chin with her index finger, tilted her head, and thought about it one or two, and unexpectedly felt that Chang Wei's loud shout before he came out of his palm was really quite powerful, which complemented the fierce strength of the iron sand palm.

But......

"The momentum is there, but isn't it going to make the enemy prepare for it by naming your moves? Isn't it a bit silly to fight like this? ”

"It's not stupid, it's above board." Chang Wei put his hands behind his back and held his head high, "A manly man, walking the rivers and lakes, is to be upright, to take advantage of the general trend of Huanghuang, to destroy the withering and decaying, and to run rampant in the world!" ”

"Good ambition! What a spirit! Huang Rong gave a thumbs up, exclaimed, rolled up her sleeves again, and beckoned: "Come on, come on, let's fight again, you win me first, and then come to brag about destroying the withered and decaying and rampaging the world!" ”

The corners of Chang Wei's mouth twitched slightly: "My iron sand palm is very ferocious, aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?" ”

"You, you can touch the corner of my clothes!"

Huang Rong grinned, jumped lightly, and the blue wave palm was like a heavy wave, heading towards Changwei.

Of course, she fought happily again.

Iron Sand Palm is a kung fu that specializes in palm power, and after practice, the palm power is strong and powerful, but there is no way to play.

After all, this is just the "iron sand palm" widely circulated on the rivers and lakes, not the "iron palm skill" floating on the water of the iron palm.

Chang Wei has practiced the iron sand palm for a long time, and the palm strength has been practiced, but in terms of moves, he is still a layman, and he can't keep up with Huang Rong's rhythm at all.

After a fight, Chang Wei once again became a humanoid sandbag. So he learned from the pain and decided to practice light skills.

Twilight.

Chang Wei stood on the beach by the sea, took a deep breath, his internal force gushed out of the dantian, rushed to the meridians of his legs, and shouted: "Eight steps to catch the cicadas!" ”

Bang!

The sand under his feet exploded, and between the sand and gravel, Chang Wei's body was like an arrow from the string, and he swept out!

Bang bang bang!

The beach exploded continuously, and the sand and gravel shot fiercely, Chang Wei stepped four steps in a row, and even soared out of more than ten feet between the mustaches, more than 30 meters away!

Chang Wei took two more steps, each step flying faster and farther than before, and these two steps alone flew over a distance of six or seven zhang like lightning. In his excitement, he turned around and swept towards the sea.

"Dragonfly water!"

As soon as he stepped on the surface of the sea, the soles of his feet stepped down, and the water exploded with a bang, and Chang Wei sank to the bottom of the water without any suspense like a boulder falling into the water.

"This stupid ......" Huang Rong slapped her forehead, looking unbearable.

Even characters like her father can't walk on the surface of the water without having a lot of strength. Chang Wei, a stupid man, has only been learning light skills for half a day, and he actually wants to tread water directly, does he think that he is even more powerful than her father?

Just when she was angry and funny, she saw Chang Wei's head come to the surface, raised her hand to wipe the seawater on her face, and said to her seriously: "Dragonfly failed to point to water, it seems that my light skills are almost hot." ”

Huang Rong smiled: "Do you really think you can tread water?" ”

Chang Wei nodded and said very seriously: "Theoretically, as long as I am fast enough and my explosive power when treading water is strong enough, it is indeed possible." ”

Looking at his confident appearance, Huang Rong was speechless.

……

In the next few days, Chang Wei continued to practice martial arts diligently.

During the day, he practiced hard iron sand palms, stele wrestlers, and eight steps to catch cicadas, and meditated and practiced dragon yin iron cloth shirts at night.

After Long Yin's iron cloth shirt became small, his cultivation progress slowed down suddenly. The reason for this is that a large amount of true qi must be consumed on physical strengthening.

And physical enhancement is simply a bottomless pit.

Don't look at his horizontal kung fu to Xiaocheng, but Xiaocheng's Longyin iron cloth shirt, the defense is actually very average. Neither can it block sharp weapons such as steel knives and iron swords, nor can it prevent Huang Rong's "Orchid Whisk Acupointist", let alone the heavy bombardment of first-class masters full of internal strength.

In the final analysis, it's because people's bodies are too fragile, and if you want to cultivate to the point where you can use your flesh and skin to cut swords and stab with a hard top knife, you don't know how much effort it takes. Even if Chang Wei's Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt has mutated due to that mysterious warm current, it is impossible to break through the natural limitations of human flesh and blood in a short period of time, making him become a "copper tendon iron skin" in the true sense.

Even if one day, he becomes a real copper tendon and iron skin, and the condensed true qi will continue to strengthen his bones, muscles, and internal organs. This time, I don't know when I will be able to practice the legendary body protection qi.

But his strength is indeed getting stronger. After a few days of hard work, he was already able to easily lift three or four hundred catties of stones.

That night, after the two of them had a game barbecue without any seasoning, Chang Wei, who was addicted to practice, finally missed the taste of salt.

"Rong'er, we can't do this. It doesn't matter if there are other seasonings or not, but if you don't eat salt, your body is afraid that you won't be able to withstand it. ”

I can't tell what day it is, Chang Wei naturally called "Rong'er".

And Huang Rong was not annoyed by this, and naturally accepted this title.

The isolated island is barren, only Chang Wei and Huang Rong. Over the past few days, the two have gotten along day and night, practicing martial arts, and unconsciously, they have become very close. Since the day before yesterday, when Huang Rong took off her coat and went into the water to catch fish with only close-fitting short clothes, she no longer let Chang Wei avoid it, but beckoned Chang Wei to go into the water and catch fish and play in the water with her.

At this moment, after listening to Chang Wei's words, Huang Rong pouted rather unhappily: "Are you thinking that what I make is not delicious?" ”

"Why!" Chang Wei categorically denied: "Rong'er, your cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. It's just that it's difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, Rong'er, no matter how good your cooking skills are, without seasonings, it is difficult to show your talents. I firmly believe that if you have a seasoning, even if it is just a taste of white salt, you can make a delicious taste that is unique in the world. ”

"Count you as talking." Huang Rong listened to it beautifully, glanced at Chang Wei, and said, "When I was at home, I ate sea salt cooked by my own servants. However, boiling salt is not just a one-time boil with seawater, and several processes are required to filter out impurities in seawater, so that the boiled salt particles are not bitter. Unfortunately, I don't know how to filter out impurities, otherwise we could have boiled the salt ourselves. ”

Huang Rong didn't know how to cook pure salt, and Chang Wei didn't know either. Although they can try it slowly, the two who don't understand the process don't know that it will take a few days to cook salt that is neither bitter nor astringent, and Chang Wei's mouth is already so light that it is clear water, and he can't wait for a day or two.

"Why don't we find a way to get out of here?"

"Yes, the southeast wind has been blowing for the past few days, we can set up a raft and ride the wind to land."

"Where are we going after we land?"

"It is said that the Great Song Dynasty is in Lin'an, and the prosperity is the most prosperous in the world, and I have long wanted to go and see it. When we get to land, how about going to Lin'an? ”

"No problem, just go to Lin'an. But I have a problem, we don't seem to have a penny on us......"

"My generation of sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, walking the world, do you still need to bring money? There are rich people everywhere, and we can rob other people's rich and help our poor as much as we want! ”

“……”

After resting for the night, the next morning, the two began to cut wood and build a raft.

Chang Wei has practiced for a few days with iron sand palms and stele wrestlers, and his palm kung fu is already quite good, and the thick trunk of the bowl mouth can be broken by three or five palms. With his strong labor, it only took half a day to cut enough wood for the raft.

When Changwei was felling, Huang Rong picked tough wild vines to weave ropes, and also collected wide leaves and bark to weave simple sails.

The two worked together, and by dusk, they had successfully set up a raft.

It was getting late, and it was obviously impossible to leave the island today, so the two went back to the cave to rest for one night, and the next morning, when the wind rose, they pushed the raft into the sea, took the raft to leave the island, and looked at the land.

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