It is said to be a tour, but where is it so easy?

Dog planing can be a very physically demanding form of swimming.

I ran to the finish line and flapped dozens of times, but I only advanced a dozen meters, and my body was weak again.

This time, it's not that the muscles are stiff, but that I'm really tired. The whole body is soft, and I can't lift a trace of strength. What's more, I have no fighting spirit in my head, thinking that I may be so capable, and no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to swim to the end.

This time, it's no longer that the body is not working, but that there is a problem with the will.

If you can't concentrate, you won't have the strength, and you won't be able to swim.

So, I fell into despair again.

It happened that at this time, it was raining again.

Thundered! Click!

A thunderclap swept by, and the raindrops were big and crackled on my body with the wind.

I let the rain drench, my body instinctively stirred, and at the same time, I saw that the sweat pores all over my body shrank into goosebumps. At the same time, another thunderbolt that shook the eardrum and hurt exploded in the sky.

Click!

This thunder sound, extremely fierce, suddenly gave me some small feelings in my heart, small thoughts, small thoughts, and hit without a trace.

In an instant, the words that Ma Biaozi said came to my mind.

The explanation about &lsquo guts&rsquo.

A single knife will be a group of heroes, and the knife will rise and fall!

I savored these two sentences repeatedly, and my body involuntarily adjusted to a good state of relaxation.

I squinted, kept my breath, and began to swim to the other shore in the traditional dog-planing position.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, I am like a stupid X, a second cargo who fell into the water.

In addition, at that time, I didn't have much thought in my heart, and I had any lofty affirmation of myself. At that time, I just hugged a thought, swimming!

It's actually quite simple.

It's as if when I practice calligraphy, I don't have any thoughts in my head, and I let all my attention flow with the tip of the pen on the paper.

When a person concentrates all his attention on one point, a powerful force in the body is alive.

Yes, that power is very powerful, and we all have it.

At that time, I was still swimming in the water, and I didn't know what that power was.

A few years later, I knew.

Its name is, Genshin!

For the rest of the time, I didn't feel how powerful I was. In martial arts novels, the protagonist feels really angry, not at all!

I'm swimming, it's as simple as that, and it's still in an ugly posture, the most primitive dog planing style.

There was a big splash of water.

In the roar of thunder and the baptism of spring rain, I swam to the opposite shore with all my might.

As I shuddered, my eyes darkened as I hugged a rock on the bank of the river, and I felt the muscles, bones, and tendons of my body shrink together.

At this time, I can use a kind of Northeast vernacular to describe it, that is, I am blindfolded, I have a black eye, and I have a cold posture.

Thoroughly, I don't know anything.

When I woke up, I was already lying on the small kang set up in Ma Biaozi's board room, and my nose smelled the smell of burning wood. I was covered with a big thick quilt, and the quilt was very warm and comfortable.

I turned my head and saw Ma Biaozi.

He had a bowl in his hand.

Seeing that I woke up, he sat on the edge of the kang, handed the bowl to me, and said lightly: &ldquo drink it! &rdquo

I took the bowl and looked at it hard, and there was an unknown thick liquid inside, and I twitched my nose and smelled it, as if it still smelled of wine.

Ma Biaozi stood up at this time, posed coolly, and said obliquely to my pose.

&ldquo is used with aged rice wine, added dried ginger, jujubes, and in addition, a wild ginseng beard is also thrown. It's all good stuff, you should drink it while it's hot. &rdquo

I don't have a very good impression of any aged rice wine or something, but I know that wild ginseng is a good thing. Yes, I didn't hesitate, I raised my head and took a sip.

I can't drink what it tastes like, it's very miscellaneous, but after drinking it, my stomach is very warm, and in a blink of an eye, a layer of sweat erupts on my body.

Ma Biaozi took the towel on the washbasin at the door and was about to throw it to me. But he hesitated again, put down the towel, walked to a small cabinet next to it, opened the door, took out a brand new clean towel from it, and handed it to me.

&ldquoLet's wipe your sweat. &rdquo

Ma Biaozi's voice was cold.

I took the towel and didn't say a word of thanks, but wiped it while asking: &ldquo Then, Ma Biaozi, can I call you Master now? &rdquo

Ma Biaozi is still cold: &ldquo I told you that I would pass you something, but I can't afford the word master, and I can't bear it. So, let me tell you first, what's going on with you. &rdquo

Ma Biaozi sat down at a small table not far away, pulled over the tin box on the table, took out a stack of cigarette papers, picked up a little tobacco leaf from it, rolled a cigarette neatly, struck a match, lit it, and took a puff gently. He said to me: &ldquo A few years ago, I wounded your soul! But that day, I had something to do, and I was there, waiting for someone. So, I didn't show it to you. &rdquo

&ldquo Later, I went to school and looked for you. Maybe you don't remember. Far away, I've seen you twice. Looks like it's good. I don't see how good it is, though. This time you came, I can see that your soul has made up for it. &rdquo

I was stunned and blurted out: &ldquo Old Dong mother-in-law? &rdquo

Ma Biaozi frowned: &ldquo What kind of person? &rdquo

I said: &ldquo next to my grandfather's house, dancing gods. &rdquo

Ma Biaozi pondered: &ldquo Well, shaman&hellip&hellip Well, it seems that there are also some means. &ldquo

&ldquo The problem with your soul is that I was injured, and the man repaired your soul. But the things and powers she uses are all outliers, so the primordial spirit of the three souls in your body is much stronger than ordinary people. But this thing of Yuanshen is too strong, there is no place to use it, I don't know how to repair it, and it is a waste. Because in this world, there are more people who are prosperous in the Yuan Shen. Repaired, combined with the number of fate, become a trend, can become a hero, or a scientific and commercial elite. Those who can't repair well, those who don't know how to cultivate, at best, are just a fool who doesn't know how to get tired of working. &rdquo

When I heard this, I was stunned, and when I threw a sentence: &ldquo That, scientists, do you also want to apprentice and practice? &rdquo

Ma Biaozi listened, and he smiled.

&ldquo Scientists also want to apprentice, but he worships teachers, teachers of technology and science. &rdquo

I groaned and nodded my head in understanding.

Ma Biaozi continued.

&ldquo Today, you found me, don't mention anything else, the Yuan Shen, I have the responsibility to mention you. Therefore, I took a big pole and used the means of spearmanship to revive the three bones in your waist, so that you can save years of hard work. &ldquo

&ldquo Then, I let you swim in the water, and when you come, you are very close to the water of this river. I can borrow the aura inside. Second, it is also to use this to live your courage. Three, it just so happened that there was a thunderstorm today, and you also responded to the spring thunder awakening. &rdquo

&ldquo There are so many verbosities, you may not understand, and you don't want to understand, you just remember. Look back, you're older and sensible, don't blame me for this. In short, today, I have awakened your primordial god, your god. Next, you slowly cultivate, practice slowly, and soon you will be able to open your mind, and when the time comes, you will learn something, and your brain will be bright. &rdquo

Speaking of this, Ma Biaozi stretched out his hand to pinch out the cigarette, sighed to himself and said: &ldquo Guoshu, I learned Baji, and later, I came into contact with several other boxing techniques. However, I am not superior. Here, there are more real masters. Teaching the national arts, and treating the doctor is the same thing. It is necessary to look at the person, figure out the aura, palm the pattern of the five elements and eight characters of the body, and so on, before you can prescribe and take medicine according to the person. As for the national arts, it is also taught in different ways according to different people. &rdquo

&ldquo Some people are suitable for small practice routines, first stretch the muscles and pull out the bones, and wait until after eighteen to grow up. Only then did he stand on the stake and practice the kung fu inside. Some people are suitable for horizontal practice and external kung fu to understand. It is necessary to lift stone locks every day, practice muscles and bones, and breathe things. &rdquo

&ldquo There are also people who can't move all their lives, and they have to walk the door, build the foundation, meditate, and mix the dragon and the tiger. &rdquo

&ldquoIn short, there are thousands of people born in the world, and the practice of teaching karma is also different from thousands of people. &rdquo

&ldquo The most taboo thing is to take the skills practiced by others and! &rdquo

&ldquo so-called, practice the wrong way, fork the breath, and even go crazy, probably that's the case. &rdquo

Ma Biaozi raised his head, looked at me and said, "You were on the boat at that time, take off your clothes, and I will take your bones." You know, where is your illness? You can't get off the plate, and your waist won't live, this is a serious illness. &rdquo

&ldquo eight characters or something, I didn't officially accept you as an apprentice, so I guess I won't ask. I will pass on your three merits according to your present illness. &rdquo

&ldquo three gong, very simple, but inside the doorway, also a lot. &rdquo

&ldquo One is to stand in support, the second is to run in squat, and the third is to sleep on your knees&rdquo

&ldquo That's the three works! You have been practicing, and in the future, you will have that life and meet the true master. When he saw that you had practiced these three exercises, he didn't know how to enjoy it. &rdquo

I listened a little confused, and muttered to myself: &ldquo standing, squatting and running, sleeping on your knees, this &hellip&hellip&rdquo

I raised my head, looked at Ma Biaozi and asked: &ldquo Isn't this a monkey? &rdquo

Ma Biaozi sneered: &ldquo playing monkeys? Do they afford to play with you? Do they have the ability to see that? Can you afford to see it? &rdquo

&ldquo To tell you the truth, these three skills, you have practiced well, don't talk about ordinary people, even if he is a beginner in the national martial arts boxer, when he sees you, he has to respect you for three points! &rdquo

&ldquo ah&hellip&hellip&rdquo I opened my mouth slightly and looked at Ma Biaozi blankly.

After a while, I added: &ldquo Then can I beat that, that Qi Kai down? &rdquo

Ma Biaozi smiled deeply at this time: &ldquo You don't practice, how do I know? &rdquo

I was stunned, gritted my teeth at the end, and said seriously: &ldquo If you are really willing to teach, then I, I will study hard! &rdquo

Ma Biaozi got up and smiled indifferently at me: &ldquo learn, you have to put on your clothes and learn again, you are so bare-chested, I really can't teach you! &rdquo