San Yisheng left Chaowen Dao to consult the three thousand Taoist collections together, and asked Wang Yangming to go to the library to find some physical martial arts.

On the way to the library pavilion, passing by the front yard, I saw Su Muzheng walking by with his head down and holding a bunch of things, Wang Yangming stepped forward and greeted: "Twelfth Senior Sister, why are you going?"

Su Mu glared at him angrily and said, "Go to the back mountain and think about the cliff." What are you doing?"

Only then did Wang Yangming see that the other party was holding some bedding, clothes, dry food and other things, and secretly lamented that he was really touching his head, which pot was not opened and which pot was not opened, yesterday because of the dispute between the two of them, San Yisheng punished Su Mu to go to the back mountain to face the wall and think about it, she must be angry in her heart, and today she just touched it, and it touched her sore spot.

Speaking of which, in this matter, he is the one who takes advantage of him anyway, and the other party is also a girl, so he can't open the sinner again, so he smiled and flattered: "Yesterday's incident is really sorry for Senior Sister." Otherwise, I'll go to the dean to plead for mercy, and you won't go to the back mountain?"

"I want you to be nosy!" Su Mu rolled his eyes, dropped a sentence coldly, and went to the back mountain by himself.

Wang Yangming smiled helplessly, touched his nose in embarrassment and continued to walk towards the library pavilion.

It's morning class time, and most of the students are scattered in various classrooms to listen to the lectures, and there are only a dozen or so students who come to read books, and the huge library seems to be particularly empty. San Yisheng did not arrange any classes for Wang Yangming, but allowed him to observe as many places as he liked.

Wang Yangming's eyes turned around at the front desk, and the person on duty was really not Yu Xuanji, but a middle-aged male administrator, cold and indifferent, and silent, Wang Yangming had no intention of saying more, took the bookcard, and turned around to the second floor to find a practical method.

The bookshelves on the second floor are filled with a variety of physical techniques, and at a cursory glance, there are roughly fists, fingers, legs, and palms. Boxing methods include Luohan Boxing, Fuhu Boxing, Bawang Boxing, Wing Chun Boxing, Tai Chi Boxing...... Fingering includes Flip Finger, Solo Finger, One Yang Finger, and Hanging Finger...... The leg method includes wind legs, deciduous legs, seventy-two Tan legs, and chain piercing legs...... There are Chiba Palm, Great Wind Cloud Palm, Heart Seal Palm...... Wang Yangming's head is big, he picks and chooses, looks around, he really can't make up his mind, and he doesn't know which technique to choose, or should he learn all the techniques, anyway, Yiduo doesn't press down, isn't it?

Picking and choosing, he probably chose more than a dozen techniques that seemed to be compatible with Jiuyang Divine Skill, and walked to the desk near the window with a stack of books, thinking that it would not be too late to study carefully before making a decision.

The tall stack of books blocked the view, and when he got closer, he found that there was a woman in a green shirt sitting opposite the lake, the lake light on three sides, the curtains were half rolled.

This woman is about in her early twenties, with an ordinary appearance, a notebook spread out in front of her, she quietly picks up the pen and copys, and her lips smile lightly, as if she naturally has a quiet temperament.

Wang Yangming didn't want to disturb and sat down gently.

The woman sensed that there was someone on the other side, stopped her pen and raised her head, and a light smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth: "Is there something wrong?"

Wang Yangming was stunned for a moment, but was a little nervous by her sudden question: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm noisy, I just want to sit down and read." ”

The woman shook her head to indicate that it was okay, and turned her head to see the thick stack of books picked up by Wang Yangming: "Hmm", "Luohan Boxing", "Wing Chun", "Tai Chi", "Hanging Finger", "Yiyang Finger", "Fufeng Legs", "Da Fengyun Legs" ......" She knocked on the desk, frowned slightly, and looked surprised: "You picked so many books?"

Wang Yangming looked embarrassed and told her San Yisheng's explanation.

The woman covered her mouth in surprise: "It turns out that you are the little junior brother!"

"Am I so famous?" Wang Yangming smiled bitterly.

The woman smiled: "The dean's senior apprentice, of course, is famous in the whole academy. She put down the pen lightly, stood up, and the ink on the tip of the pen drew an arc in the air, ticking and falling on the copying paper, and it was perfect to fill in the missing point of the last word: "My name is Zeng Zuimo, little junior brother, you should call me third senior sister." ”

This time it was Wang Yangming's turn to cover his surprise and hurriedly bowed: "It turns out that the third senior sister! ”

Zeng Zuimo waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to be polite, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Little junior brother, you just said that you don't know what kind of martial arts you should practice?"

"Exactly", Wang Yangming nodded: "Master said, what I practice is the Nine Yang Divine Skill of the Most Rigid and Yang, and the technique of physical use must also match the internal strength." ”

Zeng Zuimo smiled lightly: "That's not hard to find, you come with me." After speaking, he walked to the depths of the bookshelf, walked to the last row, and pulled out a thin book from it, "What do you think of this book?"

Wang Yangming took a look at it with both hands, and there were a few big words on the cover:

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon"!

Wang Yangming was completely dizzy, and in an instant, the images of the heroes in those novels he had read in his previous life surged in his mind: Xiao Feng, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing......

I just learned Zhang Wuji, is this going to go to the plot of Tianlong and Condor again?

Zeng Zuimo introduced on the side: "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending is a famous martial art in the world, and it is not a secret that is not passed on, and there are many people who practice it, but it is easy to learn and difficult to master. This external skill, back and forth is the eighteen-way palm method, defeating the enemy is completely driven by deep internal force, practicing to the high depths, there is the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, and the power of thousands of armies. Little junior brother, you are new to martial arts, and it is just right to learn this simple and clear dragon descending palm. ”

Wang Yangming had already been subjugated by the name of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, where was there any hesitation, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Third Senior Sister, thank you very much, I will practice this set of palm techniques, it will be excellent!"

Thanks to Zeng Zuimo, Wang Yangming didn't want to disturb her copying, so he returned to the dormitory with the book fluttering.

Chao Wendao should still be studying the three thousand Dao Tibets with San Yisheng, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come back for a while.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent" and roughly flipped through it, and found that there was nothing special about this martial art, and the eighteen sets of palm techniques were also very simple and not complicated.

However, it has been made clear in the book that the power of the palm technique lies entirely in the depth of the internal force, and as for the place where the practice is perfect, the person with a high understanding can already jump out of the category of eighteen palms and evolve nineteen palms, twenty palms or even one hundred palms on his own, all depending on his personal creation.

Since this is the case, he is not in a hurry to practice the dragon palm, after thinking about it, he still opened the "Jiuyang Divine Skill", sat cross-legged, recited the mantra silently, and prepared to practice internal strength.

As soon as he moved, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep, and it rushed into his body vigorously and vigorously, several times faster than last night.

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Yangming's heart suddenly moved, he felt the temples on his forehead jump suddenly, as if there was a feeling of skyrocketing, and at the same time, there seemed to be a breath in the dantian that was not vomiting or unhappy, he opened his mouth and naturally spit out this breath, not wanting this breath to be both majestic and long, and when it passed through his throat, it vibrated his vocal cords, and actually brought out an unconscious long howl.

The whistling sound did not stop for a long time, and it took a meal to stop. Wang Yangming held his breath, isolating the entry of true qi, and secretly doubted in his heart, according to the book, practicing Jiuyang Divine Skill, if the entry is smooth, when it can be cultivated to the first level in March, then the true qi in the dantian will be overflowing, and it will be discharged through the long roar.

How could I reach this realm after only practicing for a day and night? Could it be that I practiced it myself?

When I opened my eyes while thinking, I found that San Yisheng and Chaowendao were standing beside me, and I don't know how long I had been standing. He hurriedly stood up: "Master, senior brother, when did you come?"

Chao Wendao smiled: "I was reading a book with the dean in the room, and suddenly I heard a long whistle here, I thought it was you, so I hurried over to take a look." Could it be that you have already achieved success? Unconsciously roaring loudly, but the internal strength has already been introduced. ”

Wang Yangming was stunned, and his face was puzzled: "I am puzzled by this." According to the Jiuyang Divine Skill, if the cultivation is smooth, you can practice the first level within three months and reach the realm of longitudinal roar. But I've only been cultivating for a day, so how can I already be like this? Could there be any problems?"

"It's not necessarily a good thing to enter the country too fast, Dean, do you think there will be any problems?"

San Yisheng's expression was calm: "What can be the problem?" His body is already different from others, and the speed of cultivating internal strength is naturally much faster. Besides, this Jiuyang Divine Skill was originally an outlier in the Xuanmen Sect, and it was not surprising that he practiced it at a fast pace, and he practiced it first day and night. Thirteen, you reach out and show me. ”

Wang Yangming hurriedly stretched out his hand, and dispersed Yisheng's true qi into his body through his entrance, and probed the situation in his body, but frowned and said: "The true qi is loose and has not condensed into substance, how did you practice?"

"What is condensed into substance? I just sensed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and then introduced it into my body, and it would automatically enter the dantian and store it, so I practiced like this. Wang Yangming was in a fog and didn't understand it at all.

San Yisheng frowned: "You haven't condensed?"

It turns out that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi enters the body and becomes true qi, this is only the first step, although such true qi can already be used by people, but because of the very low density, it appears in the form of gas, which occupies a very large volume, although the human dantian can accommodate a very considerable amount of true qi, but it also has its upper limit, the lower the density of the true qi, the larger the volume of the dantian occupied, and the smaller the upper limit.

At the same time, due to the low density, the power of true qi when it is exported outward is also smaller. Like Wang Yangming, although the true qi overflows the dantian, there is a lack of a condensation process, and the true qi is dissipated, and it cannot pose much threat to the enemy when it is really used in actual combat.

Chao Wendao also became angry: "Little junior brother, it turns out that you haven't gone through the second step of the process." It's no wonder that your cultivation is so fast, only absorbing and storing without condensing does save a lot of time, but this kind of cultivation is useless. ”

After practicing for a long time, it turned out to be a vain practice......

Wang Yangming patted his forehead, looked dizzy, and explained with a bitter face: "How do I know that there is still a step of condensation." You won't tell me anything. ”

San Yisheng glared at him for a long time: "Lazy boy, this kind of thing is common sense that everyone knows." I think even if you don't know, you'll go to the library and find a few introductory books to find out. He nodded his head again and said hatefully: "How do you think you really don't know." ”

"Okay. Facing Wang Yangming, who looked dazed and depressed, San Yisheng was helpless: "You start to condense your existing true qi now, and when you practice in the future, you must also absorb and condense at the same time." The process of condensation is also very simple, urging the mind to generate pressure in the dantian, pressing the true qi densely, and doing your best, the more solid the better. ”

Wang Yangmingkong was overjoyed, so he had to agree stupidly.

Before leaving, San Yisheng solemnly advised: "To cultivate together, you have to lay a solid foundation, you are equivalent to laying a foundation now, the more solid the foundation, the easier it will be to use your true qi in the future." Don't be greedy and rash, otherwise, your true qi will be an empty shelf. ”

After San Yisheng's serious teaching of hating iron and not steel, Wang Yangming finally understood, secretly calmed down, and began to try to condense his true qi.

After trying it, I found that the situation was really as San Yisheng said-

The original scattered true qi in the dantian slowly fluctuated, with a bit of uneasy turbulence, and gradually condensed into a liquid state like a substance under his pressure, but this condensation process was far more difficult than the process of absorption, Wang Yangming was tired and sweaty, and it took two or three hours, but only half of the heaven and earth vitality absorbed in one day and night was condensed, and these condensed vitality was pressed tighter and tighter by him, and the more and more compact, and finally condensed into a golden liquid water droplet, dripping and rotating above the dantian.

Similarly, since the dantian was much emptied after the true qi was condensed, the cultivation process of the Jiuyang Divine Skill was equivalent to taking a step back, and the first level was far from being practiced.

Wang Yangming wiped his sweat and did not feel discouraged, he knew that even so, his cultivation speed was much faster than ordinary people.

Only then did he know that so much true qi could be condensed into a drop, and the dantian was open and boundless, and it was impossible for a person to fill the true qi in the dantian in his lifetime.