Chapter Ninety-Eight: Cultivation
Although I listened to it in detail, Dr. Sun explained it in detail, but most of the hunters here knew nothing and forcibly memorized it in their minds.
After listening to this time, I have forgotten most of what I have heard before, and I only have a little impression of some of the knowledge that I remember more vividly.
Doctor Sun sat down to rest, and many hunters who were puzzled in their hearts came up to ask, and the old doctor also answered them one by one, but you could see the fatigue on his face.
However, there were too many hunters who asked, and they surrounded Dr. Sun, and if they wanted to answer their questions, the old doctor couldn't cope with it at all, and he really had more than enough strength to deal with it.
"Okay, don't hang around, go and go with your own business, come here in the evening to continue studying, bring paper and pens, and write it down in time if you don't understand!"
"Let's go back......"
The old village chief standing at the door spoke in time and relieved Dr. Sun.
Seeing that the sun was already high, and it was indeed difficult for the old doctor to take care of everyone, they listened to the village chief's words at this time, so they obeyed the trend and left one after another.
"A-Yuan, it's over, let's go. By the way, did you understand what the old doctor just said? How much do you remember?"
The waiting person was almost gone, and Tong Hu, who was a little sluggish, stood up, shook his head, rubbed his legs that were a little sore, and saw that Pang Yuan was still sitting there in a daze, so he stepped forward and patted him.
"Well, is it over?"
Pang Yuan still recalled all kinds of knowledge he had heard before, and secretly pondered the truth, at this time, he was suddenly woken up by Huzi, looked up and looked around, and saw that there were few people in the courtyard, empty and lonely, and he was a little ignorant for a while.
All kinds of knowledge were intertwined in his mind, which made his mind swell, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently rub his temples to relieve his fatigue, and when he heard Huzi's inquiry on the side, Pang Yuan replied casually.
"Fortunately, I only remember the little half, most of them don't know much about it, and I have to listen to Dr. Sun's detailed explanation in the evening. ”
"You're okay, I forgot it all after listening to it once, I almost fell asleep when I just listened to him, ah, I don't want to, anyway, I have to study later, let's talk about it at night!"
A second ago, Huzi was still muttering and complaining there, but in the blink of an eye, he put these troubles behind him and immediately recovered his spirits.
looked heartless, and Pang Yuan, who was looking at it, was speechless for a while.
In the following days, the study of martial arts secrets was on the right track, and the hunters followed Dr. Sun to learn the relevant knowledge and tips every morning and evening, and the rest of the day was still busy with their own livelihoods, without delaying each other.
For learning the rumored powerful martial arts cheats that can greatly enhance their own strength, the Orions have been aroused with great interest and enthusiasm for learning.
Whenever they have free time, Pang Yuan and others will secretly study, and at the same time actively go to the old doctor to ask, accept guidance, and answer doubts, so that the speed of progress is also rapid.
Three days later, Pang Yuan, Uncle Lin and the rest of the Orions thoroughly mastered the cultivation method of the martial arts secrets, polished their physique under the guidance of Dr. Sun, and took the lead in starting the cultivation of Jushi Gong.
The progress of Pang Yuan and the others greatly stimulated the rest of the adult hunters, and everyone was not to be outdone, and they rose up to catch up, and Dr. Sun's home was brightly lit every night.
A week later, the hard work paid off, and many hunters had completed their studies and officially began to practice this martial arts secret.
Another morning, the sun was shining, but there was a faint hint of coldness in the air.
"Hah!"
A loud shout broke the silence in the wide open space of the small square.
One by one, the hunters were shirtless, their clothes were draped to the side, revealing their strong muscles, and many of them showed several hideous black scars on their strong arms and backs, which loomed with the movements of the hunters.
The hunters stood facing each other, half-squatting and striding on their horses, and each of the hunters opposite them held a rough and sturdy wooden stick, the surface of which was tightly wound with a thick coarse cloth, the color of which had turned a little black under the long-term dregation of sweat.
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, the hunter holding the cloth wooden stick slashed his head and face at the opposite companion, fierce and direct, with arms, back, waist and legs, all missing.
And the hunters who suffered heavy blows naturally would not be beaten in vain, because this is part of the cultivation, and the hunters followed the tips in the secret book of the Giant Stone Gong, concentrated their spirits, adjusted the rhythm of their breathing, puffed up the muscles that were hit hard, vibrated and carried qi and blood, tempered their physique, and looked for that initial sense of qi.
Under the bright sun, the skin of the hunters is a bronzer.
One stick after another slashed through the air, carrying a strong and merciless blow, hitting Orion's bare solid muscles hard, making a dull "thump" sound, sweat splashing, breathing became heavier and heavier, and the surface of the dark strong muscles gradually reddened.
And the hunter who was hit hard not only carried the qi and blood, but also worked hard to concentrate, imagining a trace of qi feeling swimming in the meridians, stimulating every acupoint in the body, and squeezing out every trace of power contained in the body.
Soon after, Orion, who felt that he couldn't support it, stopped, and the two of them changed positions, reached out and took the sturdy wrapped wooden stick from their companion's hand, Orion just took a breath and started a new round of cultivation.
The hunters in the village practiced the boulder gong in pairs and helped each other, and Pang Yuan and the others were naturally not excluded.
At the beginning, Pang Yuan wanted to practice with Huzi, but after several years of cultivation, Pang Yuan reluctantly found that although Tong Hu's strength was not weak, he was holding a wooden stick wrapped in cloth, which really didn't hurt Pang Yuan much at this time.
Moreover, when cultivating, Pang Yuan was also worried that he would easily hurt Tong Hu if he accidentally shot too hard, so that the progress was slow and he could not achieve the effect of cultivation at all.
The two had no choice, Pang Yuan had to ask Uncle Lin for help, and the two reformed a team, and directly replaced the wooden sticks that were wrapped in cloth when they were cultivating with extremely hard solid hardwood sticks.
At this time, Pang Yuan was naked, and under the warm light, his strong muscles stretched to the fullest, and the muscles were tense, with sharp edges and corners, which were very eye-catching.
And Uncle Lin had a serious face, standing opposite, his big rough and powerful hand holding a thick wooden stick the thickness of an arm, the wooden stick was bare, and there was nothing wrapped around it as a buffer.
The surface of the wooden rods is dark and deep, and the material is ironwood that has grown in the jungle for many years, and this wood is extremely hard, not much worse than pig iron.
The two of them have been cultivating in rotation for a while, and their body bones are completely active, and the steaming hot and strong body of Pang Yuan is evidenced by clear red marks.
At this moment, Uncle Lin stood firm and looked at Pang Yuan in front of him, with inquiry in his eyes.
Pang Yuan's muscles were tense, and he first twisted his thick neck from side to side, bringing out a few crisp sounds, and then took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"Whoosh!"
The hard iron and wood rod broke through the air in an instant, and struck fiercely with the swift sound of the wind.
The two cooperated tacitly, although Uncle Lin was silent, but as soon as he made a move, he went all out, and it was extremely fast!
Iron rods in the air
How fierce!