The morning dawn is dawning, and the smoke is wisps.

The days in Gaoliu County are calm and regular, and most of the people are not bothered by the big and small things in the rivers and lakes.

Only among the teahouses and wine shops, there is some slight atmosphere of rivers and lakes.

Fang Baoluo has been gone for more than half a month, Li Yuan is calm, except for occasionally going to the backyard of the forging shop to ask Wang Wenyuan for some things, most of the time, he is practicing martial arts and studying.

Before the migration of the Valley of Divine Soldiers, he borrowed a large number of books, and turned over two books a day, which was enough to read for a year and a half.

"Whew!"

"Suck!"

In the small courtyard, the morning breeze is gentle.

Li Yuan pushed the posture of the soldiers, and a heavy hammer seemed to be nothing in his hands, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, which was quite round and natural.

Call!

He shook his arms, the long hammer broke through the air, like an old elephant raising the sky and hissing, stepping and shaking his nose, and the hurricane in the small courtyard rose sharply, blowing the old trees rattling.

The ancient elephant six-shaped hammer takes the meaning of the elephant, the hammer road is fierce, the punch is like the old elephant shaking its nose, paying attention to a swaying freely, the chain is continuous, and the strength is superimposed layer by layer.

"The Ancient Elephant Six-Shaped Hammer has been completed!"

Li Yuan slowly retracted, his eyes were extremely bright, like a flame burning, this was very energetic, and it was visible in his eyes.

With the superposition and blessing of all kinds of hammer talents, his martial arts, especially hammer methods, can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Not to mention that the fighting hammer has been completed, this ancient elephant six-shaped hammer that has been hit several times from time to time has also been completed.

Bang!

The hammer fell to the ground, Li Yuan pushed his fist empty-handed, his footsteps rose and fell, his fist changed, and his body moved, bear, tiger, ape, leopard...... It's all in it.

The movements are not fast, but they have all shapes.

More than a year ago, in the bamboo forest of the Hammer Soldier Hall, Han Chuijun had demonstrated the boxing technique of integrating all forms, and now Li Yuan can also play it.

Although the movements of the two are different due to the different shapes of the change, the taste of the unity of all forms is the same.

"Whew!"

After a while, Li Yuan slowly closed his momentum.

His body is now inhuman, and even after such a strenuous exercise, only a shallow layer of sweat oozes from his forehead.

"It's time to eat!"

In the front yard, Li Lin shouted, but it was already noon.

Li Yuan answered, went to the front yard to eat, chatted with his brother and sister-in-law for a while, and teased the two little guys before returning and continuing to practice martial arts.

In the past ten days, he has been like this day by day, except for the necessary going out, he has been immersed in martial arts training.

After the change, his physical strength increased every day, and this state immersed him and made him unable to extricate himself.

And so it was soon dark.

Li Yuan accompanied his brother and sister-in-law to dinner, went back to the house as usual, took charge of the fundamental diagram of Linghu's sword technique, and continued to change the root bones.

"Whew!"

Late at night, Li Yuan wiped the sweat off his body, changed his clothes, and then leaned on the head of the bed and began to flip through the books.

"Worship the Gods."

This was borrowed by Li Yuan from Wang Wen from afar.

This time he returned to Gaoyanagi, thanks to the recognition of his endowment, and the books that Li Yuan borrowed from Wang Wen from afar were also very different.

It is not uncommon to have a contemplative idea, but it is very rare to have a systematic contemplation without hidden dangers.

This is the best way to worship God and correct the Dharma, which is easy to learn and difficult to master, but it is better to be safe.

"Zhongzheng is peaceful, well, you can try."

After Li Yuan looked at it a few times, he closed his eyes and meditated, he closed his eyes tightly, mobilizing his senses.

The first step in getting started with contemplation is to be able to mobilize one's own perception, and this step alone can dissuade the vast majority of martial artists.

Even Li Yuan relied on the 'Five-Step Spirit Snake Belt' and the 'Spirit Fire Ox Bone Ring' to easily cross this step.

"Hum~"

Li Yuan was highly concentrated, and according to the records in his thoughts, he sketched the figures in his mind.

The second step in getting started with contemplation is to mobilize your perception and sketch out various shapes in your mind.

"It's a bit like painting, but there's no hand ......"

Li Yuan has tried many times, but every time he sketches the figures, he feels that it is very difficult, mainly because there are too many thoughts, and the distractions are together, and the graphics are out of shape in an instant.

But what he lacks the most is patience, failing again and again, continuing again and again, and I don't know how long it took for his spirit to calm down.

Gradually, he was able to draw some simple figures.

"You can only trace the outline, and if it is too subtle, it will not be ......"

Li Yuan saw sweat on his forehead, opened his eyes, slowed down for a while, and waited for his spirit to recover before continuing.

Over and over......

After a long time, he felt that he was familiar with the process, and only then did he begin to sketch out his figure in his mind.

The third step in the idea of worshipping the gods is to have your own body in your mind.

It is difficult for people to have a clear understanding of themselves, so this step is not easy, in contrast, those hideous and vicious gods, because they are extremely impressive, it is easier to outline.

"Laborious ......"

Li Yuan worked hard, he knew himself quite well, but after many attempts, he only came up with one in his mind - stickman.

There are all four limbs and torsos, but only the torsos of all four limbs......

"It's good to make progress."

Li Yuan opened his eyes, his face was covered with sweat, and this visualization was much more difficult than fighting.

However, although he only visualized a stickman, after all, he had both hands and feet, which was already a huge improvement for him.

"Contemplating ideas can also be applied to the internal qi transformation form, controlling the internal qi, and outlining the ...... of one's own body."

Li Yuan kneaded his temples, his eyes bright.

The strength is up to one foot, the qi is three feet, and the internal qi is separated from the body is the sign of the pulse, and it is also the symbol of the first-class master of the rivers and lakes.

Just like back then, Su Wanxiong was a foot away in the air, and his strength turned into shape, running through several zhang without dispersing.

This not only requires a strong internal qi, but also the control of the internal qi must be meticulous, and the further transformation of the true qi is even more terrifying.

With the true qi outside the body, the metamorphosis barrier can resist the sword, and it is terrifying enough to isolate water and fire.

And those top masters in the legend, whose true qi can be transformed from the body for several miles or dozens of miles, and they can kill people violently, which is already a myth.

"It's important to look at ideas."

Thinking back to Wang Wenyuan's words, Li Yuan narrowed his eyes and continued to try to visualize himself.

Gradually, the stickman sketched in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he could even shake his hands and feet slightly.

But he only moved, Li Yuan was already sweating profusely, and he had the illusion of forcibly mobilizing his hands and feet that had been paralyzed for many years.

"The spirit is not strong enough."

Li Yuan wiped his sweat, and after trying like this for a while, he only felt exhausted to death, and soon he couldn't even open his eyes.

Fell asleep.

……

After a few more days, Fang Baoluo hurriedly returned.

"Sect summoning?"

In the small courtyard, Li Yuan slowly retracted his momentum, and was a little surprised: "The wind is so tight, and you still gather disciples?" ”

"Since the news spread that the Xuanbing has a master, many people have been chasing and killing us."

Fang Baoluo's face was very ugly: "You must get together, otherwise you will only be broken one by one......"

"It's old ...... What does the master mean? ”

Li Yuan frowned slightly.

There are thousands of disciples in the Valley of Divine Soldiers, scattered everywhere, and it is not easy to hunt them down, but if they get together, then there are many targets.

"That's what the master meant."

Fang Baoluo's face was heavy: "Many of the main roads leading to Dechang Mansion have been blocked, and ordinary disciples can't get out of the Dragon Mansion at all. ”

"Is that so?"

Li Yuan nodded.

"Senior brother, clean up, I'll go and gather the disciples from the nearby counties and counties, and then converge."

Fang Baoluo came and went in a hurry, didn't even drink a glass of water, and left in a hurry while it was dark at night.

"Well, it's time to go, too."

Li Yuan was already prepared, and he didn't have anything to pack, but after a long sleep, he found the little mouse back.

Then I went to my brother and sister-in-law to say goodbye.

……

"Monkey, monkey, monkey! How many times have I said it, monkey! ”

Early in the morning, on the martial arts arena of the forging shop, Sun Fatzi pointed to the monkey scratching his ears and cheeks on the tree, and reprimanded the apprentices:

"The monkey is here, can't you take a look?"

On the martial arts arena, dozens of apprentices stood on the white ape stake, looking at the monkey on the tree without blinking.

"The body must be relaxed, the spirit must be tense, when can a monkey stand up, your white ape pile, it can be regarded as entering the door!"

Sun Fatzi shuttled through the crowd, correcting the movements of the apprentices, and soon, he was tired and sweating.

"It's stupid!"

Wiping the sweat from his head, Sun Fatzi shook his head: "They are all people, why is the gap so big?" ”

He muttered a few words in a low voice, and when he saw that the apprentices were crumbling, he reluctantly waved his hand to let everyone disperse.

"Stinky boy."

Listening to the undisguised cheers, Sun Fatzi scolded with a smile, and then turned slowly.

As the third shopkeeper of the forging shop now, he no longer has to pick up a big spoon, in addition to instructing apprentices and looking at the account books every day, he is wandering around.

While!

Dangdang!

In the forging room, the sound of striking iron was resounding.

Sun Fatzi walked around with a teapot, and before he entered the door, he heard Zhang Ben's loud voice.

"Iron is dead, are you also dead? Too stupid, too stupid! ”

Sun Fatzi shrank his neck and was about to leave, when he was dragged into the forging room.

"Day by day, there is no shape!"

Zhang Ben blew his beard and glared, and his liver was hot: "This batch of blades is very urgent, you can also take a hand!" ”

"Huh?"

Sun Fatzi was a little dumbfounded: "No, no, Zhang Lao, I, I won't either?" ”

"What's so hard about striking an iron?"

Zhang Ben couldn't refuse, stuffed a forging hammer for him, and drove the ducks to the shelves.

He has already cultivated the strength of the white ape, and the hammer method is not bad, and he is naturally familiar with iron, but this is a chore, where can he stand it?

After a while, it was already bitter.

"It's stupid."

Looking at the newly recruited blacksmiths in the forging room, Zhang Ben shook his head, he knew that this was the normal level of blacksmiths.

But after seeing Li Yuan's speed of progress, and then adjusting them, the gap is really too big.

"That kid ......"

Thinking of Li Yuan, Zhang Ben was a little worried in his heart, and he also heard the news of the migration of the Divine Soldier Valley.

"Big shopkeeper!"

At this time, a disciple came in a hurry, holding a sword and a sword.

"What is this?"

Zhang Ben was stunned, and hurriedly reached out to take it, he carefully stroked the familiar texture on the sword, and muttered to himself:

"Name...... This kid really hit it. ”