The territory of the Silver Wolf is the north.

The north is a forest, and the water in the forest is depleting faster than expected.

Even if the Silver Wolf King's ice and snow ability is superb.

It is also impossible to resist the evaporation of water from the increasingly hot weather.

The Silver Wolf Pack needs water, and the prey in captivity of their pack needs water.

A large number of herbivores in their prey, feed on grass, and if there is no water, the grass will die!

The Silver Wolf King sensed the crisis.

So, it came to the Flame Camp to find help.

"How to cooperate?" Tang Wen was curious and felt incredible.

Can a strange beast have this kind of vision?

Qian Dong's eyes deepened: "Big Lake!" ”

"Oh?"

Qian Dong recalled the scene of that day, and said a little uncomfortably: "The old crow concocted the realgar elixir and poured it into the lake, and the green water python king and its children and grandchildren surfaced!" In that scene, my war horses were scared! I'm numb too! You don't know, there are definitely tens of thousands of snakes! ”

After Qian Dong finished speaking, he still seemed to have palpitations, and hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and drank a big sip to suppress the shock.

"The Silver Wolf King and his children have frozen the entire lake, and the Queen, the two generals, and we, together with many high-ranking Silver Wolves, have struck. It was a very lively day......"

Tang Wen was a little regretful that he had missed such a grand scene.

"So, the Green Python King is dead?"

"How is that possible! How can the king beast be so easy to kill, and the lake is its home turf! Wounded and fled, fleeing into the underground river. ”

"And then?"

"The queen moved half of the hill and blocked the entrance and exit of the lake and the underground. That's the end of it. ”

"The Green Python King won't climb ashore, will he?"

Qian Dong rolled his eyes: "What are you doing when you climb up?" Looking for death? ”

After speaking, he added: "Don't be too surprised when you go out in the future and see the silver wolf drinking water by the lake with our people." ”

The Silver Wolf Clan and the Flame Camp can be regarded as a feud, but in the face of disaster and survival, that bit of the past is not worth mentioning.

Tang Wen nodded: "Well, we got a waterwheel this time, and it just works well." ”

“……”

Tang Wen didn't plan to take half a step out of the camp recently.

There was such a big limelight in Wujia City, and the genius of the Black Mountain camp was beaten half to death, and it is hard to say whether Hei Feng can fully recover. He's better to hide.

After dinner, he came to the meditation room that night.

In the visualization, the picture is extremely familiar.

This is a picture that Tang Wen dreams of in his dreams.

[The first, second, and third styles of the mountain cannon fist: the mountain opening cannon, the head cannon, and the half-step bombardment]

These three styles of boxing, he has mastered them well in tempering and actual combat.

And a few days ago, more than half of the experience bar, a new realization - the seventh form; Eight-armed Divine Fist.

So far, there are six types of mountain opening cannon boxing in the camp, and he has mastered four moves.

There are two tricks left, and there is no clue at all, namely: [Fifth Style: Dragon Out of the Water, Submarine Earthquake]

[Tenth Style: Booming Mountain Cannon]

The more I think about it, the more I have a lot of thoughts.

Thinking of the end, he simply didn't want to do it, and got up to play the eight vajra gongs.

Tang Wen completely relaxed his mind, and no longer pursued speed, just like an old Taoist priest, his heart was unwavering.

The so-called chopping wood when chopping wood, eating when eating, and practicing when practicing.

When he hits the first pose, he plays the first pose wholeheartedly, and when he does the stretching movement, he doesn't think about anything, just stretch.

Gradually, it felt like everything was different.

But it seems that everything is the same again.

He enters a state of oblivion.

After a few times, Tang Wen's eyes were half-open and half-closed.

Sit down gently and quietly sink your mind into the contemplative thoughts.

Contemplating the core strength of the mind, under the pressure of the earth's crust, flew out of the fireball...... The mountain peaks collapsed.

Under his control, the contemplation accelerated over and over again, like a glimpse of floating light, and the scenes changed rapidly.

A series of scenes, compressed into a second.

And then half a second.

1/4 of a second.

1/8th of an ......

Finally it becomes a thought: once the thought arises, the visualization is completed.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Wen was awakened by a burst of pain.

His temples throbbed.

The pain in my temples twitched.

How long have I been meditating?

Mental power is so completely consumed?

He wanted to get up, but his brain was dizzy.

Simply pick up the straw mat futon under you and lie down.

Barely half a minute had passed, and the person had already fallen asleep.

Four and a half hours later, Tang Wen woke up.

The first thing to do is to look at the experience panel:

[Visualization Martial Arts: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Mastery (3217→3580/6000)]

383！

Actually rose by 383 points of experience?

I can't help but be surprised, in the wilderness before, with the opening of the mountain cannon fist, the experience that can be obtained is nothing more than that, right?

But how many days does it take to blow up ten dirt mountains?

It's like now, it's only taken a few hours.

Not only that, but there is also a slight increase in mental power.

[Fine: 9.3→9.4]

It rose by 0.1 points.

You must know that with the strength of Tang Wen's current mental power.

In addition to relying on the basic exercises to break through to bring growth, it is almost impossible to improve through regular exercise.

I didn't expect to have a surprise today.

Then there is the Eight Vajra Gong, experts (7331→7431/18000)]

It's a full hundred points.

For expert-level exercises, it's already a lot.

Try again!

"Goo-goo-goo"

Tang Wen jumped up from the ground with a carp, and before he could start trying, his stomach suddenly began to protest.

"Okay, eat first."

I went to the palace dining room and mixed two pots of shredded chicken and hand-rolled noodles.

Tang Wen did not go back to the meditation room where the visualization map was located, but went directly to the small courtyard where he had practiced in the last retreat.

The stone bricks of the courtyard are clean.

Apparently there are people who come to clean it all the time.

He couldn't wait to enter the basement and temper it:

"Preparative, two-handed top and three cokes, hands and feet before and after the kidney and waist ......"

Just practiced the second part, Tang Wen's back waist was slightly hot, not that kind of dry heat, but that kind of warm heat.

It's a great treat.

Once, twice

Three times, five times

Hit it more than a dozen times in one breath.

But I didn't find the feeling of selflessness that I had last night.

Only the whole body is comfortable, full of energy, and the state is exceptionally good.

What kind of state can't be forced?

Lao Tzu wants to force it!

Tang Wen concentrated and practiced again.

Temper, eat, sleep.

A day passed, and I didn't find any feelings.

On the second day of retreat, a violent crash sounded in the courtyard.

But it was Tang Wen who pulled the black dummy from the courtyard into the underground practice ground.

A week passed, and he never got into that state of selflessness again.

He simply calmed down and tempered as usual.

On the morning of the eighth day, I warmed up with the eight vajra exercises, practiced and practiced, and the state came.

Tang Wen took a few deep breaths and experienced it with his heart.

After a few moments, he began to practice boxing.

Type 1: Mountain cannon

The second type: the head cannon

The third type: half-step bombardment

The fifth type: the dragon out of the water, the submarine earthquake

This move still didn't have much power.

It's just that Tang Wen imprinted the punching method deeply into his mind, and the fight was very smooth.

Seventh Form; Eight-armed Divine Fist

The eight-armed phantom flashed behind Tang Wen.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the black metal man took dozens of punches.

Type 10: Bombardment Cannon

Tang Wen pushed out with a punch, and his body suddenly emptied.

There is a sense of relaxation that suddenly unloads after walking with a hundred and ten pounds of heavy objects and walking hundreds of meters.

Tired and relaxed.

Rise!

The thousand-pound black metal stake was knocked sideways and slammed into the hard steel stone wall.

Boom mountain cannon, a little feeling.

But it's still far from what the visualization shows in the picture that can knock down a mountain!

Tang Wen immersed himself in boxing and continued to exercise,

The black man stumbled over and over again, in a different way, and was slammed against the wall. Until Tang Wen's mental strength was exhausted, he was out of breath and fell to the ground from exhaustion.

Unlike last time, this time, not only was his mental power exhausted.

Also because of the training of boxing, the physical strength is almost exhausted.

In a state of self-forgetfulness, I can't realize it.

This pause, there is no part of the muscles in the body that is not sore.

He hurriedly took out the dried meat of the alien beast that had been prepared a long time ago, and this jerky was extremely thin by the three maids in the family, using knives and axes, almost as thin as the fat beef rolls in the hot pot.

Tang Wen swallowed dozens of tablets in a row, and fell asleep!

(End of chapter)