The turtle breath method, also known as Xuanwu Ding, belongs to the Taoist bionic breathing skill, which is not a miracle, but a more common entry-level ancient martial arts, which is divided into four realms, concentrated, latent, true, and determined, but now Wu Feng can not care about these, and meditate on the mental method.

"Though the ox has ears, it rests on its nose; Although the turtle has a nose, it rests on its ears. Whoever speaks, let him speak with his ears. ”

"If you sleep, you will be angry with your ears, and your name will be a turtle's breath, and you will have a great turtle life."

With this mental method, as well as the route of the exercise, a cool qi emerged in the meridians in vain, but without waiting for this cool qi to run slowly, I felt that the violent internal force immediately pounced on it, destroying this cool qi without a trace, not to mention, the meridians where the cool qi was derived were better like being thrown into the water pipe of the cannonball, and with a "boom" sound, the pain of the explosion swept through the whole body.

felt that this was the case, but Wu Feng was overjoyed, useful, not afraid of the pain of this rough tearing, afraid that it was useless.

When the turtle breath method was used again, and the cool qi was derived, the violent internal force was like a zombie attracted by blood, and it was crazy like a wolf pounced on the lamb and rushed towards the turtle breath internal force.

The meridians were torn and painful, but regardless of the violent internal force, countless unavoidable pains, invoking this cool breath, like a bait to attract sharks, let the sharks reach the designated place.

The meridians are determined by the cultivation of blood, the main hands and feet of the three yin, the three yang meridians have already been opened, but the eight meridians of the strange meridians are still blocked, and now regardless of the others, it is necessary to guide this violent power to rush away for oneself The eight meridians that must be unblocked by the five layers of blood, the way to open up is very simple, to guide the cool qi of the turtle breath method to the eight acupuncture points.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing are the general names of the Ren pulse, the Du pulse, the Chong pulse, the belt pulse, the yin stilt vein, the yang stilt vein, the yin dimensional vein, and the yang vein.

Different from the twelve canons, it is not directly subordinate to the viscera, and there is no relationship between the surface and the inside.

The way to get through is very simple, but the process is extremely painful, no, when the cool air is guided to the Gongsun acupoint, the pulse represents the acupuncture point, the stomach, the heart, the chest is like a hammer strike, the beginning of the pulse is more like a flood bursting the embankment, the truck hitting the wall, the train hitting the mountain like a severe pain.

Brutally and forcibly broke the blockage, opened his mouth, and unconsciously spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood vessels on the muscles protruded, as if they would burst at any time......

Dizzy, I really want to faint, as long as I faint, I don't have to suffer such a torment, but after fainting, the violent internal force will not let him live at all.

Ignoring the spasm of the muscles, ignoring the pain of the internal organs like a hammer strike, I felt that all the violent internal forces were almost going to the pulse, and if I continued, the pulse could not bear it at all.

Divert this violent internal force, otherwise a meridian will not be able to withstand it at all, but the consequences of this diversion make Wu Feng feel that there is no pain in the upper and lower parts of his body, limbs, mind, ears, nose, eyes, internal organs, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are more like being put into a wok and stir-fried, or the kind of dry fry directly without oil.

Finally, Wu Feng understood what pain he didn't want to live, and he couldn't wait to die immediately, and stop feeling this inhuman pain.

Escape, there is no escape, and the end of escape is death.

I really want the king snake to give him a bite of neurotoxin, so that the growing pain disappears, at this moment, with the violent internal force, every cell seems to be screaming, every muscle is spasming, and even the large intestine seems to be tangled together......

Consciousness has been overwhelmed by pain, except for pain, I can't feel the cool mountain breeze, I can't feel the dry heat of the ground, only pain, only the world of pain.

One second, two seconds, every second is like a hundred years, but I can't faint, silently reciting the turtle breathing method, tempting those violent internal forces, making them frantically pounce on these lambs to the slaughter.

The slow loss of time, Wu Feng didn't know how long it took, he only knew that when the eight veins of the Qi Jing were forcibly broken, the violent internal force calmed down slightly, and as soon as he was happy in his heart, he immediately found that the violent internal force was not tempted to rush towards the dantian, and he felt that if this was the case, his heart was in a hurry, but before he could do anything, he felt that the dantian began to swell and ache.

Pain, the pain of the soul, the dantian is like a balloon is slowly blown up by the violent internal force, the dantian and the balloon have a degree, after this degree, it is an explosion of "boom".

Eager, helpless, just when he was sad, something unexpected happened to Wu Feng, with a cool air returned to the dantian, suddenly the violent internal force rose up and attacked, suddenly, the dantian turned over the river and the sea, the weak cool air that can survive under the wolves, and was eliminated in an instant, what is surprising is that when the cool air is eliminated, the violent internal force calms down, and it is as calm as death, as if the river and the sea just now are just an illusion.

Wu Feng hurriedly stopped running the Turtle Breath Method, feeling the rare calm and the soreness and weakness all over his body.

When I opened my eyes, it was as if I had just been fished out of the blood water, and the stinky sweat that exuded the smell of blood not only soaked my clothes, but also soaked the surrounding soil.

Lying on the ground weakly, Wu Feng was very tired, as if he had just run a marathon, lying on the ground in a daze and letting the sunlight through the leaves shine on his face, not wanting to move, not even bending his fingers, just wanting to lie down like this......

I closed my eyes tiredly, wanting to fall asleep, but suddenly, a zombie roar of "woo" sounded in my ears.

It's close, can't sleep!

Jumping up suddenly, I saw three or five zombies rushing up from the hillside, the scarlet in my eyes, and the greed that I only have when I met food.

Cheer up and stand up, Tang Dao didn't know where it was lost, but it didn't matter so much, when he picked up a branch and transported the internal force, the calm internal force suddenly went berserk like a mad bull, and the branch in his hand was pinched into powder unconsciously, but this time he could control the violent internal force.

Suddenly, he waved his fist and hit the forehead of a zombie, with a "click" sound, the fist slammed directly into the zombie's skull, and the palm of his hand could feel the sticky brain, it was not difficult to smash the zombie's head with internal force, and it was a bit interesting to blast out a hole, just like a piece of glass, it was very simple to smash, but it was difficult to open a hole.

What made Wu Feng even more surprised was not this, but the internal force at the moment, as if it was the M500 revolver, furious, wild, and difficult to control......