"What is this?" Zhao Jinshi was so frightened that he was frightened, and anyone who was fed an inexplicable thing would be terrified.

"If there is no antidote, your intestines will break inch by inch, and your bones will slowly corrod until seven days and seven nights later, you will slowly die in despair and fear. "Cheng Daonan said gloomy and compassionate, under the dim candlelight, it looks extremely evil.

"Ah~~~" Zhao Jinshi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and wet his clothes. "Isn't it painful for you to press down on your bottom rib now?" Cheng Daonan smiled.

Zhao Jinshi's hand trembled and pressed the ribs at the bottom, only to feel pain and itching, and his heart was even more shocked, and he was convinced of Cheng Daonan's words. "Master, don't kill me, I was wrong, I haven't lived enough~~" Zhao Jinshi cried a miserable cry, if he hadn't tied his hands and feet, I was afraid that he would have hugged Cheng Daonan's thighs directly.

"Of course, as long as you are obedient, I will still give you an antidote, and taking it once a year can ensure that you are safe and sound. Cheng Daonan secretly thought it was funny, the so-called Broken Intestine Rotten Bone Pill was just a mud ball pinched with mud, even if a normal person pressed his ribs, it would hurt and itch, but Zhao Jinshi who was in a hurry thought of so much.

Zhao Jinshi's life was in the hands of Cheng Daonan, and of course he didn't dare to think anything else. Cheng Daonan concocted it in the same way and fed Zhao Chen a mud pill, so that he could understand this matter.

Cheng Daonan untied the rope of Zhao Jinshi's father and son, and the whole person rushed towards the door. In just a moment, Cheng Daonan disappeared into the night.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Cheng Daonan. The man was emaciated, and his steps were light and ethereal, and Cheng Daonan didn't notice it at all.

"Hehe, this kid, his mind is quite ghostly. "That person could see a silhouette in the moonlight, and it turned out to be Cheng Gui. Cheng Daonan's little skills, as soon as he went out, he was discovered by Cheng Gui, and Cheng Gui followed him to Zhao Jinshi's house.

Cheng Daonan crept onto his small bed, and his heart fell silent, and his heart was empty. "I guess my father has already found out that I'm out. The corners of Cheng Daonan's mouth were slightly hooked, since he already knew that Cheng Gui's strength was so much stronger than him, there was no reason why he couldn't find out when he went out to Cheng Gui.

If Cheng Gui knew his whereabouts and had been guessed by his son, I am afraid that he would be surprised by what he would be.

"Drink" Cheng Daonan got up early in the morning and began to stand on the pile, his steps were not eight, the outside was tight and the inside was loose, and the body's qi and blood were stimulated by lively jumping. Cheng Gui didn't use the stone lock to exercise his strength this time, but just quietly looked at Cheng Daonan on the side.

Originally, he thought that Cheng Daonan was just a child's play, but after watching it for a long time, he vaguely felt the mystery of martial arts, and that kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling made his realm that had been stagnant for many years a little loosened. The more Cheng Gui thought about it, the more shocked he became, and he didn't know where his son learned these things.

"Xiao Nan, did your Uncle Niu teach you this kind of standing posture?" Seeing that Cheng Daonan had finished his work, Cheng Gui asked with a serious face. Cheng Daonan had already guessed that Cheng Gui would ask like this, so he had prepared a statement in his heart.

"Father, when I was a child, I used to go to the woods and watch the beasts, the trees, the streams, and I watched the trees grow, and the sun was shining in the sun, and I wondered if there was some kind of energy in the sun that could nourish the growth of all things, so I learned to stand with the trees, and imagined in my mind that the sun was shining on itself, and I created this set of movements. "Cheng Daonan is a martial arts master, and he has long been exposed to the level of artistic conception, but he is not talking nonsense.

"This~~~~ Is this the legendary master of all things?" Cheng Gui felt that his brain was almost insufficient, on top of the legendary martial arts, there was also a realm, such as immortals and gods, and people at that level could learn from all things in heaven and earth, and have all kinds of mysterious magical powers.

"Is there really such a person in the world who is born to know?" Cheng Gui looked at his son complicatedly, his own child is excellent, it should be happy, but it is too good, I am afraid it is not a good thing.

Cheng Daonan didn't know that Cheng Gui had thought so much, and then explained the key points of the three-body pose to Cheng Gui. The three-body pose is the foundation of all martial arts, and almost everyone who practices martial arts has to learn the three-body pose, but there are some slight differences in the specific movements.

The three-body pose contains the theory of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, which is the most basic and the most profound. But Cheng Daonan's martial arts theory is extremely rich, and he explained it to Cheng Gui in the most simple and clear language.

Cheng Gui listened carefully, and asked Cheng Daonan if he didn't understand, the status of father and son seemed to be reversed at this moment, but no one paid attention to it.

After listening, Cheng Gui put up a fist rack, his waist was straight and his hips were tucked, his toes were clasped to the ground, his heart and mind were in harmony, and the breath on his body became silent. In Cheng Daonan's eyes, Cheng Gui's qi and blood slowly precipitated. But the skin is constantly bulging, like a little mouse scurrying around in the body.

"Is this the inner breath?" The next realm in the divine power realm is the inner breath realm, at this time, the martial artist began to turn from the outside to the inside, using qi and blood to conceive a mouthful of internal breath, so that the strength of the martial artist has increased greatly, and the endurance has also become extremely strong.

"Goo" Chenggui's abdomen suddenly deflated, his chest bulged high, and his face was bloody. Something seemed to be coiled in his throat, and a strange sound came out.

"Ha" Chenggui's mouth opened, like a breathing dragon, and a fishy thing was sprayed out and smashed against a wall, and the mud wall was directly blown down. The noble aura that spit out this filth began to restrain itself, and it turned into that thin appearance again.

"Congratulations to my father, I will go one step further in my cultivation" Cheng Daonan smiled slightly, and Cheng Gui began to use his internal breath to eliminate the impurities of his internal organs, which means that he is about to reach the sixth realm of self-cultivation.

"These are all your credits, otherwise I don't know how many years I will have to wait for this breakthrough" Cheng Gui said with some emotion, but he didn't expect that this breakthrough would still rely on his own son, which made him both proud and ashamed. Cheng Daonan smiled and didn't speak, father and son, there is no need to be humble to each other.

"Father, if you want to thank me, then make me a spear head, I can be useful" Cheng Daonan said to Cheng Gui with a grin. Cheng Gui was stunned at first, and then shook his head.

"You can if you want a gun, but I won't give you a shot, I'll teach you the method at most, you can build it yourself" Cheng Gui looked at Cheng Daonan, his own forging skills were originally planned to be passed on to him when he grew up, but he didn't expect this kid to be a genius, maybe now is the time. "Okay" Cheng Daonan nodded, and accepted it without hesitation.

"Okay, now you come to pull the bellows, use your greatest strength" Cheng Gui talked about striking iron, his face became serious, Cheng Daonan did not have no contact with the bellows, so he first raised the fire, and then skillfully began to pull the bellows.

Bombed by the bellows, the flames in the furnace soared high. Cheng Gui flipped it over with one hand, picked up a piece of pig iron and put it in the furnace. "The fire is not big enough, pull hard" Cheng Gui looked at the flames and drank loudly.

Cheng Daonan nodded, his qi and blood flowed, his arm was red, his strength increased a few points, and the flames jumped higher. In just a moment, the square of iron was burned red.

Cheng Gui clamped it to the big iron pier, and the heavy hammer in his hand smashed down like a raging storm. Although the frequency is fast, it is not messy in the slightest, but like raindrops falling on porcelain.

"You come to fight" Cheng Gui's hand was suddenly retracted, and in the extreme fastness, it suddenly became extremely quiet, and the strength control was extremely accurate. Look at the square of iron, it has become a discus.

Cheng Daonan took the big hammer, his arm sank down, "so heavy" Cheng Daonan was secretly shocked, this hammer is afraid that it is not less than a hundred catties, the strength is not enough, and it is difficult to even lift it. Fortunately, Cheng Daonan is now in the meat training realm, and he can also pick up this hammer.

"When" Cheng Dao Nan was raised high, Zama stride, the spine was like a dragon, the whole body exerted force, and a hammer hit the discus. Then lift it up again and repeat the same action.

"No, the rhythm is messed up, you are brute force, you are using stupid strength" Cheng Gui shook his head, correcting Cheng Daonan's mistake. "Look at me" Cheng Gui picked up the hammer, swung his arm down suddenly, and at the moment of hitting the discus, he immediately pulled the handle of the hammer, pried the hammer up, and then lifted his arm up, saving a lot of strength.

Cheng Daonan's eyes lit up, and he was really the champion in the industry, and even ordinary iron striking had so many reasons. However, this requires a lot of physical control, and between the electric light and flint, who has the opportunity to pay so much attention.

Try again, Cheng Daonan feels that the loss of strength is much smaller, but the rhythm is still uncontrollable, as long as the time is slightly off, the landing point of this hammer cannot be controlled.

This point is not in a hurry, the iron pursues a feeling, as long as you practice a lot, all this will naturally come into place. "Huh~~~~" The flames soared high, and Cheng Daonan's face was red. Although the temperature here is very high, there is not the slightest sweat flowing down from Chengdaonan.

The practice of Guoshu is to close the pores and lock the sweat in the body, like a high-pressure water pump. Once the sweat is leaked, the strength will also be exhausted.

Cheng Daonan only felt that his blood and qi were like this flame, and he wanted to quench all the impurities. "Hiss~~~" Between Cheng Daonan's mouth and nose, the breath agitated, like a big bellows twitching back and forth, making the blood and gas in the body more vigorous.

Cheng Gui's eyes shrank, this seems to be a new set of methods for transporting qi and blood, could it be that this kid is so demonic, he has created a martial arts method in the realm of practicing flesh?