Chapter 22 Actual Combat Training to Achieve True Martial Arts

Seeing that Ao Baifeng smashed six pieces of wood in one fell swoop, and hit a real true qi, the Changmei Daoist also smiled with relief, and the hard work of more than ten years began to slowly bear fruit.

At this time, Ao Baifeng laughed: "Grandpa, have you seen it, I have condensed the true qi, I have condensed the true qi", he jumped up happily.

"See, don't be happy too early, this is nothing, this is just the beginning, the difficulty is still to come" Changmei Daoren said lightly, in fact, he was happy in his heart, but he didn't want Ao Baifeng to be carried away by a momentary success, so he pretended to be disdainful.

"Oh," Ao Baifeng was pulled out of joy.

In the next five days, the wood faced by Ao Baifeng every day was doubling, and the number of training times a day increased to six, three times during the day and three times at night, and the strength of the Changmei Daoist to control the wood was also increasing gradually.

Fortunately, the exercises he practiced can nourish the skin and flesh with qi and strengthen the **, every time after completing the cultivation task assigned by the Changmei Daoist, he will always calm down on his small wooden bed, absorb the qi and return to the source, turn the qi throughout the body, remove the impurities in the blood, and strengthen his skin and flesh. He has been very tired recently, and sometimes he falls asleep when he meditates, but now he can rotate three hundred and twenty pieces of wood at a time, and his cultivation is also firmly stable in the True Martial Realm Xiaocheng, and his true qi is much purer than before.

It's a new day again, and today Ao Baifeng still came to yesterday's grove with the Changmei Dao people, as soon as he entered the grove, Ao Baifeng was stunned, because this time not only was there wood tied to the air, but there were also many wooden stakes on the ground, and the number of wood had increased by six hundred and eighty heels, reaching a full thousand, and Ao Baifeng was directly stupid.

"Hey, grandpa, I suddenly felt a stomachache, I'll go first to make it easier" Before he finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and slip away.

"Stop, you little trick, you still want to be clever in front of grandpa, go, go up" Changmei Daoist motioned for him to go up on the stake on the ground.

"Grandpa, can you let Feng'er rest for a day! I've been really tired lately."

Ao Baifeng is really tired, but he doesn't know that this grandfather who brought him up since he was a child will leave them in a few days, and he will not be able to protect him and Mingxiang by his side in the future, so in the recent month, Changmei Dao people have not only strengthened the difficulty of cultivation, but also extended the cultivation time.

The Changmei Daoist ignored it, and according to Ao Baifeng's buttocks, there was a scream of "oops", and Ao Baifeng was kicked on the stake by the Changmei Daoren.

"Feng'er, you have to always remember, you are a man, you are a husband, you have to grow up sooner or later, you have to face a lot of difficulties alone, if one day grandpa is not by your side, you not only have to protect yourself, but also protect your sister, when you go out in the future, you will meet a lot of new friends, maybe some of them also need your protection, these require you to have strong strength, how can you not strengthen training" Changmei Daoren reprimanded.

When Ao Baifeng heard these words, a lot of pictures appeared in his mind, and he immediately shouted "ah", and quickly got up and stood on the wooden stake, "I'm ready, grandpa, come on."

At this moment, the long-eyebrow Taoist saw a little giant, with resolute eyes, a strong body, and high morale, and the long-eyebrow Taoist showed a complex expression that was different from the outside, with guilt for the young man in front of him, joy and recognition for the teenager, and unknown and worried about the future of the teenager

The Changmei Daoist paused for a moment, and there was a complicated feeling in his heart, but he still stretched out his palms, and his vitality was divided into a thousand bars of qi with the thickness of his little thumb, entangled the thousand pieces of wood hanging on the tree, and controlled the wood to attack the arrogant white wind. This time was different from before, it used to be on flat ground, and it was much easier for Ao Baifeng to move, but now it was full of wooden stakes, and he could only move on the stakes, which formed a lot of restrictions on his dodge.

The Changmei Daoist naturally has his reason for doing this, of course, he doesn't care about the inconvenience of Ao Bai Feng, with a slight hook of his little thumb, there are five pieces of wood shooting from behind to Ao Bai Feng.

Ao Baifeng fell on his side, one hand on the stake, his feet hooked on the other half of the stake, dodged the attack, the long eyebrows saw this, the index finger pressed down, and there were three logs stuck in the top of the Ao Baifeng, Ao Baifeng climbed on both feet, and shifted three feet backwards, and at the same time his legs were split, and three pieces of wood passed between his legs, almost ruining his life, which scared him out of a cold sweat. He complained in his heart: "Khan, what's wrong with this grandfather today!

When he didn't wake up in the thrilling scene just now, the two middle fingers of the Changmei Daoist were closed, and ten pieces of wood flew on both sides of the Ao Baifeng, he moved extremely awkwardly on the stake, and it was still too late to dodge, so he hurriedly ran the True Qi, closed his eyes and slapped it to both sides, the sound of the "Bang Bang" True Qi impact, I don't know how many sounds, he had no effect in his mind at this time, he only knew that he had slapped twenty-seven True Qi palms in a row, and his eyes opened a slit slightly, "Uh" I saw two pieces of wood stop motionless in front of his eyes, and then he slowly turned his head to look behind him, and found that ten pieces of wood had been broken by him, and his heart was very happy.

He turned his head, "bang" twice, "oops" a miserable scream, Ao Baifeng flew out upside down and fell on the grass not far away, he slowly got up and said to Changmei: "Grandpa, can we not slap my face", Ao Baifeng's face has two more panda eyes of about two inches.

"Paralyzing carelessness, how does grandpa usually teach you, if it was the person who cultivated ill intentions towards you just now, you would have died a long time ago."

The Changmei Daoist then said: "Also, just now your pace is a little heavy and slow, you only care about condensing your true qi in your hands to break wood, but you ignore your legs and feet, you must be single-minded and multi-purpose in battle, you must concentrate when fighting, always be alert to the movements around you, and your mind should guide the martial energy in your body to reach any part of your body in an instant, and you can't only be limited to a certain part or a few parts."

"Oh, that's right." On the road of cultivation, it is very important to have a famous teacher to guide you, so that you can avoid a lot of detours, and after the guidance of the Changmei Daoist, Ao Baifeng understands a lot.

Changmei Daoist said again: "Also, when you go up to the stake this time, use your mind to condense the soles of your feet, so that you will jump much higher than usual, and in the future, when you cultivate to a great extent, you can also fly in the air."

Ao Baifeng got up, walked to the stake, used his mind to control the true qi condensed on the soles of his feet, jumped hard, and directly broke the branches on a tree, and Ao Baifeng fell down and fell to the ground again.

The long-eyebrow Taoist shook his head helplessly and said, "You have to control your strength according to the height."

This time Ao Baifeng jumped lightly, it was very easy to get on the stake, just stood firm with his feet, the Changmei Daoist controlled twenty pieces of wood to shoot towards the Ao Baifeng, after the Changmei Daoist just now, his feet were obviously much more flexible, and his hands were not idle, the true qi knotted, pat, split, push all kinds of moves, the true qi continued to shoot to the hanging wood, only to hear the crackling sound endlessly, a stick of incense, the wood was wasted less than two hundred, at this time Ao Baifeng stood on the stake, holding his knees with both hands, and began to breathe heavily, which was a manifestation of the lack of martial arts in the body。

"Okay, I'll give you two hours to return to the source, and continue in two hours."

"Ahh

But he still did so, sat on a small mound, and entered a state of calm in a moment, the pores began to open, and the air flow began to surge towards him, this time the movement of the air flow was obviously stronger than before, this time the sea of qi in the Ao Bai Feng dantian became a little bigger, which made him very excited, and after a while, there was a swelling pain in the dantian, Ao Baifeng immediately converged his pores, began to refine the martial qi, and finally controlled the sea of qi to swallow the pure qi of the newly refined, and Ao Baifeng felt that his breath was a little stronger.

After completing the Qi training, he drew out the True Qi stored in the Qi Sea, and then dispersed and began to use his mind to guide the True Qi to penetrate into the various blood vessels and flesh of the body, and began to remove impurities from the blood and strengthen the physical body.

This time, Ao Baifeng introduced the true qi into the blood vessels, and when he removed the impurities in the blood, he found some impurities that the clear qi could not swallow before, and this time he easily devoured them, he knew that the quality of his martial qi had risen from the clear qi to the true qi, which was much stronger than before, and when he guided the true qi to devour the two small cells of dark and light that he had found before, there was still no progress, and he thought: "It seems that I can only improve my cultivation, and I will come back slowly in the future."