The white dragon closed his eyes, then opened them again, and found that these two lines still appeared on the retina.

"It's not an illusion, it's real, but why is it so simple?"

Bai Long silently said "Close!" in his heart, try to see if he can turn off this projection, otherwise, there is a projection hanging on the retina, which will affect his life.

Sure enough, with the white dragon's silent thoughts, the line of projection disappeared from the retina.

When the white dragon opened the meditation, this line of projection appeared on the retina again.

"This projection is indeed real, but what is the function other than projection?"

After experimenting for a long time, no other functions were found for a while, so Bailong had to give up for the time being.

At this time, Bai Long suddenly discovered that his whole body was covered with a thick layer of dirt, which were all toxins and garbage that had been discharged from his body when he had just cultivated.

"Why does it smell so bad?"

The white dragon ran quickly towards a nearby river, and then cleaned it for half an hour before cleaning the dirt off his body.

Feeling the power that filled his body, Bai Long knew that from now on, he would step into the martial arts and live a martial arts career that he didn't know anything about.

The life of a warrior is not to gallop on a horse, to live a chic life.

Rather, it is fraught with hardships and dangers.

"Let's cultivate here for the time being, the first time you cultivate, you can't go too far, otherwise, you will hurt your muscles and bones. ”

"As the saying goes, if you want to hurry, you can't get there!"

"Today is a good day......

The white dragon excitedly sang the ballad of his previous life, ran all the way, and ran towards his home.

He wanted to share the good news with his parents and share his joy and joy with them.

Along the way, he kept repeating a sentence in his mind, "In the future, I finally don't have to be a blood cow!"

Walking into his yard, Bai Long saw that his mother Bai Lianrong had already gotten up and was cleaning in the yard.

"Long'er, why did you get up so early today, what are you going to do?"

Bai Long was excited when he heard his mother's question, so he excitedly told his mother that he had already started cultivating martial arts.

"Cultivating martial arts?"

Mother Bai Lianrong frowned slightly, and didn't say anything, the martial arts were too far away from her, and she didn't know what use the white dragon would be after cultivating the martial arts.

For ordinary people, they don't know what martial arts are all about, and martial arts are far away from them.

At least, Bai Lianrong still doesn't understand how important the introduction of martial arts will be to her son Bai Long.

Farewell to his mother, Bai Long rushed into the bedroom, changed into a clean set of clothes, and then came to the living room.

The first time he cultivated, he felt that his strength had almost doubled, originally he had a single arm swing, and his strength was less than a hundred catties, but now, with a single arm swing, his strength has almost reached two hundred catties.

"Is this martial arts? It turns out that cultivation can really enhance a person's strength!"

The white dragon muttered to himself as he flexed his muscles.

When Bai Long walked out of the bathroom, his father Bai Chongyi came up to him, pulled him and asked eagerly, "Son, are you really a beginner in martial arts?"

"Yes, Abba, my martial arts have already started, and my strength has almost doubled!" said Bai Long excitedly.

"Okay, good, good! Why didn't Abba find out that you were a martial arts genius before, if you knew this, you should have let you cultivate early, Abba is delaying you!"

Bai Chongyi was remorseful and kept blaming himself.

"Abba, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not too late for me to cultivate now!"

Bai Long knew that if he hadn't awakened the memories of his previous life today, it was estimated that he would not have succeeded in cultivating this exercise.

To practice this exercise, there must be a complete visualization map, and the complete visualization map must be depicted by a martial arts master who has cultivated the intent of the fist.

The visualization diagram needs to have essence, qi, and spirit, otherwise, it will be difficult for people to enter the door of martial arts with a simple painting.

This martial arts secret book of his family is just a photocopy, and there is no "god" on it at all, no wonder no one in Baijia Village has succeeded in cultivating!

I don't know if those people in the Bai family's line did this on purpose, or if there was some other reason.

If he hadn't seen the real Bull Demon on Earth and engraved all the spirit of the Bull Demon in his mind, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate the Mighty Bull Demon Fist and thus enter the threshold of martial arts.

After chatting with his father for a while, Bai Long entered the house again, and he needed to carefully comprehend today's cultivation experience.

Time passed in a hurry, and in the next few days, Bailong got up every day before dawn to practice "Mighty Bull Demon Fist", and pondered the essence of boxing during the day.

With continuous cultivation, his strength became stronger and stronger, and after ten days, his strength had reached more than five hundred catties.

However, he found that such a fast cultivation speed was not without a price.

The Blood Condensation Sutra, which he had originally cultivated to the third layer, had already degenerated to the first layer.

"It seems that everywhere in the universe follows the law of conservation of energy, and the reason why my cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds these days is because of the merits of the Blood Condensation Sutra. ”

After the Blood Condensation Sutra regressed to the first layer, the white dragon's previous accumulation was squandered, and cultivation became more and more difficult.

"No, with such a cultivation speed, how can you catch up with those Bai family descendants who have been cultivating since childhood?"

Suddenly, the white dragon thought of medicinal materials, although the aura of this world is thin, but unlike the earth, there is no aura at all.

When he was cultivating his fist, he could sense a slight cool breeze in the air, constantly entering his body.

Although this cool breeze is very thin, Bai Long is sure that this cool breeze is the so-called aura.

And the medicinal herbs of this world, after absorbing the aura all year round, the medicinal effect becomes very powerful.

"Dad, I need a lot of medicinal materials for my martial arts cultivation, do you have any medicinal materials at home to replenish qi and blood?"

For the time being, the white dragon could not go to the mountains to collect medicine by himself, although there were many medicinal herbs in the depths of the mountains, but it was said that it was very dangerous, there were fierce beasts, and monsters.

Martial arts cultivation is divided into fighting methods and practice methods.

The practice method is to constantly temper the body, and "Mighty Bull Demon Fist" is a boxing method to temper the body.

And the style of play is the means of attack, or martial arts moves.

So far, Bai Long is still a martial arts rookie, although his strength has increased a lot, but in his previous life and this life, he has never even killed a chicken, let alone went to the depths of the dangerous mountains to train.

"Son, there are three ginsengs at home that are more than 500 years old, this is the medicinal herb that the Bai family has rewarded before, Abba will go and get it for you!"

Bai Chongyi said, and hurriedly took out three jade boxes containing more than five hundred years of jade from the house, and solemnly handed them to Bai Long.