Text Chapter 115 Martial Arts Exercises
"Partner!
The bald man was bruised, his face was distorted, and a big hand like a bear's paw swept horizontally towards Xiang Mo's chest.
Although he didn't know how Xiang Mo came over just now, he had been the boss in the cell for so many years, how could he allow a junior from nowhere to be arrogant here.
His trick Black Tiger Digging Out the Heart was not from the tricks of a martial artist, but was adapted from the Xuanmen tricks of a cultivator, so there were stacked waves of qi between the swings, and there was more hidden energy fluctuating in it, and the power was naturally extraordinary.
In normal times, a little man like Xiang Mo was relieved by his move, even some low-level martial artists didn't have the slightest power to fight back in the face of this move, so he was full of confidence, feeling that although this kid was a little weird, but now that he was so close to him, how could he escape his clutches.
It's just that...... As soon as this move arrived in front of Xiang Mo, Dahan felt like he was stuck in a quagmire.
First, the wrist seemed to be tied by a piece of rope, and then the whole arm began to twist with this piece of rope, and then the body, with the wrist as a node, actually began to flip.
His eyes were spinning, and his body seemed to be turned into a broken sack, dragged around and thrown around, and then thrown out like garbage.
Dahan instantly felt that he was now like a fly that had been swatted by a fly swatter, teleporting from one place to the wall of the cell, and his back was pressed against the wall by the powerful impact.
When a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the fiery pain came from the nerve to the brain, Dahan realized that he had been beaten, and it was the kind of inexplicable beating, and he couldn't see the movements clearly, and he didn't even know how he came over, was this a ghost?
"Alas, a good partner is not appropriate, you have to choose to be beaten, then, don't blame me for being unkind, I will be your boss in the future, discipline and discipline you vulgar guys well, so that you can live again with a new look after you get out of prison!"
Xiang Mo was already sitting where the bald boss was at this time, and then he realized that there was actually a cushion under his buttocks, no wonder the boss looked peaceful and comfortable, so it was.
It seems that being the boss is so moisturizing, no wonder so many people want to get on the throne.
At this time, the little brothers who were still pestering stopped and looked behind them.
Don't blame them for their slow reactions, but it all happens quickly.
Not to mention that they don't know why they didn't catch Xiang Mo, just to say that the bald boss flies inexplicably, if there are ghosts, then it's daytime, so why?
Faintly, several people seemed to realize something, and they all looked at the fair-skinned young man in front of them with a smile on his face.
The smile that curled up slightly seemed to be mocking, disdainful, and even sarcastic.
At this time, Xiang Mo was no longer a useless person in their eyes as they mocked just now, but a devil, an out-and-out devil, a devil who could make people fly in an instant.
The six people hurriedly retreated to the bald boss who slipped off the wall, held him up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Boss, what do you say!"
Boss Guang hadn't woken up from the blow just now, and Mu Mu said:
"What to do, what to do!"
"Huh?"
Several of his subordinates looked at the bald head in confusion, puzzled.
But at this moment, the bald boss pushed a few people away, stood up from the spot, shook his head, and walked towards Mona with his neck tilted.
When the six of them saw that the boss was so powerful, they cheered in unison:
"The big guy is mighty and domineering!"
"Boss, we all support you and defeat that!"
"Boss, this is your pinnacle battle, it's time to re-establish your most powerful and domineering position!"
......
Several people were cheering and applauding, and suddenly their mouths froze in mid-air, and their hands seemed to be tied with ropes, and they couldn't move.
Their eyes widened, and they felt that the sky had changed color, and the earth had fallen into confusion.
The bald boss came to the boy they called his mother, and actually knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed.
"Boss, what are you doing here?"
The bearded man shouted angrily.
"Boss, are you brainbroken, why do you want to kowtow to him, get up!"
A stocky, somewhat short man roared.
Only the tall and thin monkey seemed to understand the bald man's intentions, and he also came over and began to kowtow in his way.
The remaining five people are a little dumbfounded, their boss kowtows a little beyond common sense, why is there another monkey now, could it be that they were poisoned when they drank mushroom soup today, and their brains began to hallucinate, thinking that they had seen His Majesty today?
A few people couldn't sit still any longer, so they stepped forward and came to the two of them, wanting to help them up, but they didn't want the boss to directly stretch out his hands and press them to the ground, and shouted in a low voice:
"What are you doing, don't you hurry up and kowtow to the immortal master!"
"Huh?"
The bearded man and the short man were still a little surprised, thinking that they had heard it wrong, and hurriedly asked:
"Immortal Master, where is the Immortal Master, why didn't we see it!"
The bald boss slapped them on the head, pointed at Mo, and said angrily:
"Haven't you seen it yet, this is Lord Immortal, now that Lord Immortal Master has come to our cell, it is our blessing, kowtow and worship at this time, maybe Lord Immortal Master will give us some benefits!"
The bearded man was still a little hesitant, looked at Xiang Mo sideways, and said softly:
"Boss, you're not joking, this kid ......"
"It's called the Immortal Master!"
"The skin is so white and tender, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, how can it be an immortal master, it's not that we haven't seen an immortal master, which immortal master in Honglin County is so young as him!"
"Shut up ......"
The bald boss was obviously a little worried about the bearded man's IQ, explaining:
"Didn't you see the move that threw me away just now, I haven't seen any martial artist with this strength, it must be an immortal master with extremely high strength to do it, as for us, I'm afraid we have cultivated to the point of rejuvenation, although we look young, but in fact and age are very old!"
"Oh......"
The bearded man seemed to be persuaded, and knelt down obediently and kowtowed.
Kowtowing is nothing to them at all, not to mention the people in the government, even the slightly more powerful families have to kneel.
A few people had leisure after kowtowing a few heads, and with curiosity and excitement, they asked Mo Dao:
"Immortal Master, what kind of cultivation are you, pass on a few hands of our immortal cultivation techniques!"
The bald boss was also full of excitement, waving his two palms like a bear holding honey, gesturing while talking, and said loudly:
"Immortal Master, I learned a few tricks from a martial apprentice, and I have been practicing for five years, but there is no follow-up exercises, and I have not grown, so I ask the Immortal Master for guidance!"
"Heh......"
Xiang Mo shook his head lightly and said:
"Okay, you all get up for me, I'm not an immortal master, at most a cultivator, as for cultivation, it's hard to say anything, anyway, I still look at the past, as for saying that I want to guide you, forget it, you are all already formed, you are taking the path of a martial artist, not a cultivator can point out, I am afraid that you will go astray!"
Martial arts are a path of cultivation that coexists with cultivators.
A long time ago, some human beings were not willing to be unable to cultivate the Tao by themselves, so they worked hard to exercise their bodies and summed up a method of using acupuncture points to store energy.
Specifically, it is to generate power by inducing the qi and blood of the whole body to produce qi through the acupuncture points, and then through the tricks to beat these forces out, it can also emit amazing power.
Unlike cultivators who realize that the Heavenly Heart adopts external energy as their own body, martial artists constantly develop their own potential by means such as running exercises and taking pills, so as to exercise their bodies to the extreme.
It's just that the energy of heaven and earth is infinite and its own strength is limited, and if you want to develop your potential, you need more medicines, so although it is easy for a martial artist to get started, it is difficult to advance to a higher level.
But this is also much easier than cultivating, and it is the preferred cultivation method for many ordinary people.
Especially for the able-bodied people, it is easy to get started, and they can achieve success in a few years.
"It's okay!"
The bald boss stood up, bowed down and stood beside Xiang Mo and said:
"Immortal Master, the set of Black Tiger Fist I learned back then was adapted after learning from the Immortal Master, as long as the Immortal Master instructed me in the routine, although my exercises are not top-notch, they are enough to support me to continue to cultivate!"
"Oh, what kind of exercise are you, I heard about it, I didn't expect that you martial artists still have this hand!"
Xiang Mo was also interested, and stared at the bald man and said.
The bald man straightened up, and hurriedly took out a piece of paper with dense characters written in his arms, and was about to hand it to Xiang Mo, but was grabbed by the arm of the tall thin monkey man on the side, and said:
"Boss, it's not good to casually tell people about the exercises!"
"Humph!"
The bald man and handsome monkey handed the exercises to Xiang Mo and said to the monkey:
"What do you know, the cultivation of immortal masters and our martial artists is completely different, one is from the outside to the inside, and the other is from the inside out, although they all go to the acupuncture points, but the immortal master has the dantian qi sea as the support, which can be endless, and we can only rely on the five internal organs and six lungs, how can it be more powerful than the upper dantian, even if the exercises are told to the immortal master, the immortal master will only refer to it, but the true cultivation is not disdainful at all!"
Xiang Mo didn't expect this bald man to have such knowledge, so he couldn't help but glance at it, and he was even more curious about the exercise in front of him.
Speaking of which, this exercise is indeed miraculous, and he is amazed by all the methods of controlling qi displayed in it, and even wants to learn it immediately.
He was in Xiangjia before, and he had only heard of such a cultivation method as a martial artist, but he had never seen it much, but now after seeing it, he knew that the world was big and the manpower was infinite.
Even if the congenital conditions are limited, you can find another way to the avenue, which is really a symbol of wisdom.
However, since he cultivated, he didn't seem to have heard of any top-level martial artists, and even in the ring of the old man Fengtian, there was no relevant record, and there was only one record a thousand years ago, and it seemed that a peerless genius martial artist could fight with immortals.
But there was only one case, and there was no record after that, either the cultivation of martial artists was as difficult as reaching the sky, or their deeds were touched.
I don't mention these, but the ingenuity of such an exercise is breathtaking, and it is really ingenious.
The way the power in the exercise works in a diametrically opposed way to the cultivator, the cultivator is from the outside to the inside like the dantian, and then from the dantian to the outside, but this exercise has an inside-to-outside cycle, and then from the outside to the inside, which is really incredible.
Inspired by this, he even wondered if it was possible to combine the cultivation exercises with this martial arts practice to form a kind of internal and external co-circulation, so that the sound could be endless, and the heavens and the earth would not be endless.
It's a pity that when he saw the back, he realized that this was not a complete exercise, but an incomplete one.