There was a sudden noise, and the boar turned and ran, and after a while, it stopped.

There was another noise, and I saw a person flying towards this direction from a tree several meters high.

He leaps over the trees like an ape.

As soon as he flicked this tree, the man swept a distance of several meters, came to another tree, raised his hand and grabbed the trunk, bent down, and kicked his legs on the trunk of another tree, and the man flew out again.

Only the swaying branches of the trees remained, hence the noise.

Standing high and looking far, in order to chase these wild boars, Wang An did not run on the ground, but came to the high trees, which happened to be lush enough in the mountains nearby. On average, a tree can be seen at a distance of less than two meters.

Just above the wild boar that had stopped, a man suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a sound.

The wild boar turned around and ran when he heard the sound, and after Wang An landed, he kicked his legs, leaving two deep footprints on the ground, and the person rushed out at once, instantly swept a distance of several meters, and caught up with the wild boar that had just started.

One punch, straight and strong,

The wild boar was beaten out at once, and after landing, it bounced up and fell again, and then it kept rolling more than a dozen times and hit a stone, with a bang, there was no movement directly, and blood flowed out from the corners of the mouth, nostrils, and even ears and eyes.

After solving this wild boar, Wang An went to look for other wild boars.

In this morning, he searched for traces of wild boars in the mountains and forests, sometimes running in the trees on the ground, sometimes jumping in mid-air and between the trees.

But all the wild boars that he found, without exception, were beaten, some lay on the ground and snorted twice, and some were directly beaten by him and did not move.

After tossing for a morning, in the afternoon he returned to the place where he practiced and began to practice, this time he planned to mainly cultivate the Vajra Palm, waving his palm 500 times, and each time he implemented it.

The sky was slightly dark, and when he went down the mountain to go home, he made a special circle to go to the edge of the reservoir to have a look, but the big fish did not see it, but found an interesting place.

A steep hillside with a stone on it, half-buried in the dirt, looked round.

"Well, maybe this stone can be used for exercise." Wang An stood on the edge of the stone and looked at the stone, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He remembered a tragic character in Western mythology who kidnapped the Grim Reaper and hid it, resulting in no death in the world, and finally the gods found him and rescued him.

Although he had made an unforgivable mistake, the gods did not kill him, but punished him with a punishment.

He was asked to push a boulder from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but every time he didn't knock down the top of the mountain, the stone would roll down from above, and he had to push it again from the bottom of the mountain. Endless punishment, life is worse than death.

Wang An stared at the stone and looked up at the hillside, but it was inspiration. True, he was ready to push stones.

"It's not too early today, come back tomorrow."

After returning in the evening, he thought carefully about how to use the stone for exercise, and came up with a general plan.

The next day, he came to the mountain early with his tools, and dug out the part of the stone that had been buried in the ground, revealing the whole stone, which was relatively round.

The diameter of the whole stone is about one meter, two or three, plus the steep height of the slope, with Wang An's height, he can just practice putting.

The weight of this stone Wang An roughly estimated, it should be two tons, or even heavier. This is probably the heaviest thing he's been exposed to since he practiced Kung Fu.

He didn't rush to push the ball, but walked up and down the slope several times.

The slope is relatively steep, and there are wild grasses on it, and it is still easy to slip when stepping on it, Wang An has walked up and down more than a dozen times, and he is familiar with this slope, so he began to pay attention to the stone.

"Try?"

He found a stick, stuck it under the rock, pried it up from the pit, and found a stone to cushion it to prevent it from rolling down. Then I came to the bottom of the stone and looked at the stone in front of me.

If you accidentally get crushed by it, it's not as simple as hurting your muscles and bones, and it is estimated that you will be crushed into mashed meat directly.

Wang An looked back at the rather steep hillside behind him, and looked at a slope that was not too long, and it was only more than fifty meters.

"Let's go."

He took a deep breath, pressed his hands against the stone, and kicked off the wedge below, the force of which immediately pressed on his palms and then transferred to him.

"Well, it's heavy enough."

He can still resist the static stone with his own strength.

Wang An took a deep breath, then took a step back and let go of his hands. The stone paused for a moment, then rolled down.

He propped up his hands, and the rolling stone slammed into his arms, and a rush struck, very heavy.

Wang An immediately used the Tai Chi method to guide this force, passed it down his arms, and poured down his legs into the earth under his feet.

The rolling stone stopped again, his feet sank, and his uppers sank into the ground.

"Whew, yes." Wang An breathed a long sigh of relief, then took a step back again, the stone rolled again, and he continued to use the Tai Chi unloading method to unload the momentum from the mountain stone.

He thought about it last night, and his plan was to use this mountain stone to practice the method of unloading force, and then further master the operation of strength from top to bottom, and integrate the operation of upper and lower strength.

Let go, this time he took two steps back, and the stone was a little stronger than before.

As his hands touched the stone, his arms bent and cushioned, and he could once again clearly feel a force flowing down his arms, down his back to his legs, and then through his feet to the ground.

Whew, hiss, and a slight adjustment, he continued to retreat.

In this way, he retreated all the way, and the rock rolled all the way, stopping and stopping, leaving footprints and tumbling marks on the steep slope.

Eventually, the rock rolled to the bottom of the mountain.

Whew, hiss, Wang An adjusted his breathing, and felt his arms, back, and legs heat up.

[You just practiced Tai Chi with the Rolling Stones, very novel idea, Tai Chi experience +15.] ]

"It worked."

He practiced the Five Fowl Opera again on the spot to stretch his muscles and bones.

The next thing he had to do was push the stone from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Such a heavy thing, if this is a square stone, you don't have to think about it, you can't get it, but fortunately it is a stone ball that can be rolled.

Pushing up is more about relying on strength.