Hearing Biluo's exclamation, Wang Yangming hurriedly looked down and found that the blood had already stained his hospital uniform, and there was also blood flowing down his face.

He was startled and hurriedly took off his shirt, only to see countless blood streaks oozing from the pores on the skin around him, forming beads of blood one after another, meandering and flowing on the skin with his movements.

Seeing this, Wang Yangming didn't panic, but calmed down: "No wonder the burning pain was unbearable just now, it seems that it was because of the bleeding pores." Biluo was a little relieved to see that his expression was as usual, but she still urged him to deal with the wound quickly.

Wang Yangming found a towel to wet it and wiped off the bloodstains, took off the blood-stained hospital uniform and threw it in a wooden barrel for later cleaning, and found a clean hospital uniform to change into.

Bi Luo had already dodged out when he was changing his clothes, and when he was ready, he walked in, and said with concern: "Brother Yangming, what happened just now? If this method doesn't work, let's think of another way, you must not take risks." ”

Wang Yangming looked at her concerned look, and was a little moved in his heart: "It doesn't matter. I just tried the method that your father said, but it is really effective, and it can automatically condense the true qi. But as I just said, the passage of the acupuncture path is very narrow, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is rampaging through it, causing countless wounds. Therefore, using this method will inevitably cause 36,000 pores on the body to bleed at the same time, but this wound is very small, so it will heal in a while. If you put on a hemostatic ointment, you'll be fine. ”

Biluo worried: "But every time you have to bleed, this is not the way." ”

Wang Yangming smiled and shook his head: "Being able to quickly condense true qi is something that many people dream of, and what is it to suffer from this." Biluo, thank you so much for allowing me to solve such a big problem. ”

Biluo was just worried that something would go wrong with him practicing with this method, Wang Yangming was relieved: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." Seeing that he insisted, Biluo had no choice but to say no more.

Wang Yangming remembered something again, and hurriedly said: "This method of inhaling in the acupoint was discovered by your father. Speaking of which, the existence of the acupuncture path will definitely be discovered by the world sooner or later, but my thoughts are the same as your father's, I don't want the world to know about the existence of the acupuncture path now, otherwise who knows what those cultivators will do with this discovery. So, only you know about this matter, and no one else can know about it, can you promise me?"

This sounds frank, but there are actually some other thoughts:

He didn't get a first glimpse of martial arts until he was fifteen years old, and he was a big step behind some genius boys in this world, and now that he had discovered a way to quickly condense his true qi, he naturally wanted to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

If you let others know that there is such a good method, those people will definitely practice in the same way, and their advantages will be gone, so when and when will they become a master in the world? It's just this thought, but it's inconvenient to say.

Bi Luo didn't know these twists and turns in his heart, and when he heard the words, he agreed: "It should be so." Brother Yangming, don't worry, I won't say it even if I die. ”

Wang Yangming patted her head with a palm, and said angrily: "Don't open your mouth and die, live, how unlucky." I can trust you as much as you can trust me, you know?"

Biluo listened to his words, and couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, a little stupid for a while.

The two chatted for a while, and Wang Yangming remembered that he hadn't gone to the martial arts arena today, so he told Biluo to let her go back to rest and practice in the martial arts arena by herself. Biluo knew that he wanted to become a master as soon as possible, so how dare he delay him, so he went out with him at the moment, and the two said goodbye at the fork in the road.

......

Wang Yangming practiced the eighteen palms of the dragon descending back and forth several times in the martial arts arena, and was realizing it with his heart, when he suddenly realized that a figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Although he had not practiced martial arts for a long time and his spiritual sense was not sensitive, he still reacted quickly, and he hurriedly looked back and found that the great sect Xi Guanglingzi, who had said that he "could not be carved on rotten wood", was standing behind him with a serious face.

Guanglingzi always likes to wear a Taoist robe for some reason, his snow-white hair is pulled into a Taoist bun, and his face is ruddy like an ordinary person, Wang Yangming knows that this is a manifestation that his internal strength has reached the realm of scenery and moonlight. I couldn't help but feel worried, I don't know if this old man is going to teach himself another lesson today.

Guang Lingzi saw that he had discovered himself, coughed lightly, and said, "Your eighteen dragon-descending palms have already begun to look a little, but the entry is still too slow. ”

Since Wang Yangming was told last time, he has been a little stunned by the big teaching in this courtyard, the other party is high in seniority and strong in strength, whether he looks at San Yisheng's face or his affection for Chao Wendao and Su Mu, he can't have the slightest disrespect for him, so he has to reply respectfully: "The student is dull." ”

Guang Lingzi snorted: "You don't have to put on that humble appearance in front of me. After that, he walked to the sandbag, stood on his feet, and said: "The old man is old, and people say that he is old and does not use his muscles and bones as his ability, so he should not use his fists and feet easily. But for the sake of your frequent food delivery to the Twelve in the past few days, it is considered to be dedicated, so I don't need internal strength, I will only perform the move of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending for you once, as for how much you can comprehend, it completely depends on your creation. ”

Wang Yangming knew that this old man's face was cold and warm, and he actually wanted to instruct his martial arts, so he bowed down and flashed to the side, looking at Guanglingzi's hands intently, waiting for him to make a move.

Guanglingzi took a deep breath and said, "You can see clearly, I'll only hit once." ”

Both hands suddenly pushed towards the sandbag like thunder and lightning across the sky, although he did not use the slightest internal force, but seeing that he shot fiercely and indestructible, this momentum alone is enough to be called "descending the dragon", which is the starting style of the eighteen palms of the descending dragon - Kanglong has regrets.

Wang Yang watched intently as he made one move at a time, although this old man did not use his internal strength, but he seemed to have been standing on the top of this world and condescendingly palmed, not wanting this simple eighteen palms of dragon descending to be as powerful as Guanglingzi's hands.

In just a few breaths, Guang Lingzi had already used the eighteen-way palm technique, he seemed to slowly and quickly retract his posture, stood in place, and asked, "Can you see clearly?"

Wang Yangming replied truthfully: "The student is stupid, Mr.'s palm is too fast, and the student can only see three or four percent." However, even if it is three or four percent, it has benefited him a lot.

Guanglingzi snorted again, and said nonchalantly: "Last time, I said that your rotten wood cannot be carved, but I am afraid that you may not be convinced in your heart." But when you practice this eighteen palms of dragon descending, you really haven't opened your mind yet. ”

Wang Yangming didn't know what he meant by enlightenment, and he didn't dare to reply in vain, for fear of asking for another lecture.

Guanglingzi didn't dare to refute when he saw him, but he didn't think he would be convinced, and said: "I want you to see me fight this dragon descending eighteen palms, not to let you see my moves." This set of palm moves is mediocre, what's so good, even if I have been immersed in it for decades, the moves have already reached the realm of perfection, but that is my experience, even if you see all my moves clearly, you may not be able to immediately draw a scoop according to the gourd, and practice the moves to my realm. ”

Wang Yangming heard that what he said did make sense, and nodded immediately: "What Mr. said is true." ”

Guanglingzi didn't pay attention to his compliments, and said slowly as if he had a deep meaning: "What I let you see is my potential." ”