Chapter Ninety-Nine: Introduction to Jushi Gong

"Smack!"

The ironwood long stick hit Pang Yuan's waist hard, bringing out a crisp sound, and a shallow red mark quickly appeared on the solid skin on his waist.

Although Pang Yuan had tensed his muscles before he was hit, and the muscles at the landing point of the wooden stick quickly tightened and bulged up, the strength carried by the rough wooden stick still made Pang Yuan grin a little.

"It hurts..."

The position where he was hit was first a little chill in an instant, the hair exploded, and then a hot and hot pain struck, which made Pang Yuan gasp and lift his spirits, which was really refreshing.

"Whoosh~Whoosh!"

Uncle Lin on the opposite side did not stop at all, his arm exerted force, and several fierce swings came over one after another, the wind was howling, without any mercy, and the others who watched it were shocked.

Faced with a series of heavy blows, the slightest carelessness may be injured, at this moment, Pang Yuan's eyes were fixed, he didn't dare to continue to think nonsense, quickly collected his mind, and concentrated on dealing with the hard training.

Pang Yuan concentrated, his body was tense, and he always paid attention to the position of the wooden stick in Uncle Lin's hand, and the corresponding tense and bulging muscle was there, the muscle was as tight as a rock, reducing the heavy force of the wooden stick and relieving the pain.

While slowly changing the posture of his body, carrying qi and blood, and honing his physique according to the secret book of Jushi Gong, at the same time, Pang Yuan also had to calm down and carefully understand the subtle changes in his body when he was hit, and imagined a wisp of qi in his mind, circulating between many acupoints in his body, stimulating the potential power in it.

The vigorously wielded wooden stick was extremely fast, raining down on Pang Yuan's body, especially the place where large muscle groups such as waist, abdomen, back, and thighs converged.

Heavy or light pain poured out from all over his body, constantly stimulating Pang Yuan's spirit.

Pang Yuan lowered his head, his brows furrowed slightly, his strong body was already steaming, his qi and blood were surging in his body at high speed, and his external skin had become red.

Gradually, Pang Yuan gradually adapted to these frequencies of heavy blows and all kinds of pain in his body, concentrating on feeling the changes in the acupoints in his body, and the big tendons and muscles in various parts of his body almost instinctively tensed and bulged with the blow, and the muscles trembled, reducing the force, and operating more and more flexibly.

Pang Yuan condensed his breath and secretly realized that the surging qi and blood were washing the acupoints in his body, and the virtual faint sense of qi in his consciousness was not so ethereal, but became clearer and clearer, and Pang Yuan seemed to be able to truly feel it!

The heart was beating violently, the qi and blood were running faster and faster, Pang Yuan changed his cultivation posture, the muscles and bones in his strong body twisted and exerted, and he constantly tempered his body with the help of external forces, while on the other side, in the quiet realization, the words and phrases in the secret book of the Great Stone Gong slowly flowed in the bottom of Pang Yuan's heart, becoming more and more profound.

With a strong physique, coupled with several days of large-dose training, today, Pang Yuan's cultivation progress has finally reached a critical point.

"Boom~"

An illusory faint roar, as if hallucinating, made Pang Yuan, who was deeply composed, wake up at this moment.

He really felt the existence of the qi recorded in the secret book!

Suddenly, a subtle sense of qi arose from the surging qi and blood in Pang Yuan's body, silently, without deliberate control, and spontaneously flowed into the complicated meridians of the human body.

The mysterious qi sense moves forward slowly, seemingly weak but extremely strong, and every time it flows through an acupoint, the already small qi will divide out a few traces of internal qi and quickly penetrate into the ** channel, and by this kind of stimulation, there will be unknown secret power in the various acupoints that pass through, and merge into this wisp of qi again.

Pang Yuan was surprised to find that as this acupoint swallowing process progressed, the newly generated wisp of weak qi in his body seemed to be nourished, and it actually increased faintly.

The blood is boiling, and the sense of qi is self-generated!

Today, the first wisp of qi in the body is generated and spontaneously runs in the meridians, which also represents the official introduction of Pang Yuan's boulder gong practice!

At this time, it had only been more than a week since Pang Yuan officially started practicing this Giant Stone Gong secret book.

This kind of rapid cultivation speed is not only significantly faster than many other hunters in the mountain village who practice martial arts secret books, but also far beyond the speculative progress recorded in the secret books, which is amazing.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, his consciousness clearly felt that the mysterious qi generated by practicing the Jushi Gong was flowing smoothly in the meridians, and it was clearly distinguishable from the wisp of evil qi generated by the Lion Demon Fist, and the two did not interfere with each other, Pang Yuan couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart, and raised his head and laughed heartily.

"I feel it!"

The people around the small square were originally exercising hard, but at this moment, they were also attracted by Pang Yuan's laughter and shouts, and stopped their movements and weapons in their hands in confusion for a while, and turned their heads.

however

After joy comes sorrow.

Pang Yuan was under the strong joy of the first wisp of qi in his cultivation, but he completely forgot that he was under Uncle Lin's fierce blow.

At this time, Pang Yuan raised his head and happily vented the emotions in his heart, relaxed his defense, his strong muscles were no longer tense, and he relaxed, things changed too quickly, but Uncle Lin did not react.

At this moment, Uncle Lin's back twisted, his two thick arms clenched the hard wooden stick in his hand, and waved it hard, the heavy wooden stick was roughly aimed at Pang Yuan's neck, and he had already swept out one step ahead of him.

"Not good!"

When Uncle Lin heard Pang Yuan's voice, he reacted in his heart that something was wrong, and his eyes changed, but the wooden stick he swung out was completely too late to withdraw, so he could only temporarily restrain his strength as much as possible.

The rough and swarthy ironwood rod carried a heavy force and never returned, and swept heavily at the unsuspecting Pang Yuan's neck near the back of his head.

"Bang~"

A dull sound came, and the location where it was hit quickly became congested and swollen, and the back of Pang Yuan's head quickly swollen up with a large bag at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pang Yuan was suddenly hit hard in the back of his head, his body shook violently, and a strange roar sounded in his ears, followed by a strong feeling of dizziness, accompanied by a tingling pain in the back of his head and a faint feeling of nausea and vomiting.

"A-Yuan!"

Huzi's anxious shouts faintly sounded in his ears.

However, at this time, Pang Yuan could no longer distinguish the direction of the voice, and his strong body was a little unstable at the moment, and began to sway.

In his barely open eyes, his face changed greatly, and he quickly threw away the wooden stick in his hand, and Uncle Lin, who was in a hurry, also appeared in a ghost, and he couldn't see it clearly when he was in front of him.

"Damn, it looks like you can't get too carried away at any time, this time it's really unlucky......"

The corners of his mouth flashed with a helpless wry smile, Pang Yuan had understood the reason for the matter at this moment, and reminded himself that he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Immediately, his eyes were dark, the soles of his feet were soft, and Pang Yuan fell to the ground obliquely, lost consciousness, and completely fainted.