Bai Lang's roar shook the entire school field with the support of the copper trumpet, and almost all the county soldiers covered their ears to show a look of pain. "You maggots in the dung heap! The little sound can't stand it, go back to the dung heap and eat shit!" Bai Lang was ready to play today, he recalled the long shot of Sergeant Li Ermi, and moved his mouth to completely trample the personality of this group of people into the shit heap with the language of a sergeant major.

In fact, there is no need, these Qiu Ba are not high school students in later generations to join the army, there is no need to deliberately attack their personality and temper them into a fighting machine again, this group of Qiu Ba is almost no personality at all, basically all of them are timid and fierce people who are used to killing.

But it doesn't matter, it's just scolding, not cutting off heads, these people can afford it. However, Bai Langzhi's foul language was completely unexpected by them, these Qiu Ba had limited knowledge, and most of them couldn't recognize many words, so they didn't expect that there would be such ingenious foul language in this world. So all of them were also red and pale, trembling all over, but they didn't dare to be angry at all—the guy in front of him who was roaring about all kinds of relationships with the women of their ancestors' eighteenth generation was an extremely terrible killing maniac......

Bai Lang is not a scolding genius, he is very different, but the knowledge that spans thousands of years makes him a little bit of a product in his stomach. So after half an hour he stopped contentedly, and then looked at the bunch of rubbish below, "Listen, I'll start reading, you guys memorize it yourself! I'll read it again tomorrow! I'll do it again in three days! Twenty lashes that I can't memorize!"

Then Bai Lang said loudly the qi refining method he had summarized, and there was no mystical pronoun in this method, that is, where the qi went, what was visualized in his mind. Bai Lang took out a woodcarved light man and carved the route of the qi on it—this thing was still a crude product carved by a craftsman in two or three days, and it was completely lifelike.

When Bai Lang was teaching, he could detect that someone was eavesdropping outside the school grounds, and the school field of the county soldiers was already quite large, and there were already a lot of businesses outside-there were not many entertainment projects these days, even watching people practice was also a kind of entertainment. What's more, the drill of the county soldiers is only once in ten days, and they can't keep up with the extra nutrition, and they have to pay more.

A ten-day exercise is actually the norm, a five-day exercise can be said to be a fine soldier, and a three-day exercise is a family...... Therefore, the people in the city can see that exercise has become a habit, and it is naturally normal to have a bazaar of Baixi Department Store outside the school field on the day of exercise - but it was all in peaceful years...... At this moment, Bai Lang really reminded the people of Xingyang City of the peaceful years not too long ago.

And Bai Lang didn't think about hiding his secrets when he taught the method of practicing qi, and the idlers outside the door couldn't hear it, and what did it have to do with him if he couldn't practice it? The same was true on the second day, but Bai Lang personally walked to the county soldiers who only had 500 people left after the sand tide, and cleared the flow of qi for them one by one.

"Sure enough, there is not one in a hundred who can practice the first step of true qi, after all, it is the wrong age. Bai Lang searched all the way, and only two of the five hundred people had a superficial true qi that should have just been formed, and they were not very active intermittently. Almost all of these county soldiers were over eighteen years old, and most of them were young people of twenty-five or sixteen years old—no matter how old they were, they were basically arranged to have a job, and it just so happened that almost all of these people had families, so it would be good for them to have more time to return to their families.

Bai Lang thought about it, stretched out a finger and walked all the way over, dotted a little bit on everyone, and entered a wisp of true qi. "You waste, each find a stick to bite! The time has come to test your endurance!" Bai Lang looked at the outside of the school yard and ordered the soldiers who were not the county soldiers but the government officers, "Let the people outside take it and stay away...... Well, at least a hundred steps away from the school grounds. Otherwise, don't blame me if you're frightened!"

About a pillar of incense passed, the noise outside came to an end, Bai Lang stood on the stage and looked at the county soldiers who were biting the small wooden sticks one by one, and he showed a cruel smile. "Woohoo!" he made a sound first, and then a tiger roar shocked the heavens and the earth, Bai Lang directly let go of the white tiger on his body, and used his innate internal force to sense the heaven and earth to reflect the five hundred county soldiers below, forcibly urging the true qi he left in their bodies to walk around and lay the foundation for them.

This method is almost like a god and a demon in this world......

Bai Lang is stuck in the upper limit of this world, and the sky can be regarded as a change in the wind and clouds, and the entire school field is rolled up with a strong wind from nowhere, and the sunlight that shines on the school field is pale as if there is a murderous aura of its own, which is the weather that those county soldiers have been familiar with since these times. Every time their Baijun guards go out to fight, the weather is almost like this......

A murderous aura swept in all directions, and if you are a person who knows how to look at it, you will be able to see a white tiger standing in the sky above the school field and roaring in the sky - but there are still such people in this world? There may be two in the future, but they should still be young and have not yet become magical powers.

The innate true qi of the Southern Dou White Tiger Fist that urged the white waves of the white tiger was like a blade stirring in the bodies of those county soldiers, first sour, then itchy, and finally the sharp pain and itching that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, which was enough to make people worse than death. These guys were biting the wood and rolling on the ground, grabbing the ground with their heads and making a loud noise, but at this moment, their muscles and bones were like iron and wood, and they were unharmed and couldn't even faint when they hit their heads.

The speed of qi is very fast, and Bai Lang has no intention of torturing these guys, let alone figuring out the speed and urgency of tailoring a set of qi for each of them. In the time of a cup of tea, it only took a cup of tea for Bai Lang to open up all the meridians that they had to open up in their cultivation of this internal skill - as for the second vein of Ren Du, it would depend on their own luck and talent in cultivation, and now if they opened up, Bai Lang would kill them.

There were five hundred wastes lying on the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to hum, and Bai Lang didn't care that they just left on their own. "Hmph, all of them are full of energy, and they will never die. The guys who stood guard at the door and drove the people away were all paralyzed on the ground, they were terrified by the white tiger's evil qi, and Bai Lang just popped out a wisp of true qi to stabilize their minds. And the people who withdrew a hundred steps outside and were scared to the point that their legs and feet were sore, Bai Lang also didn't care about it at all.

Bai Lang, who returned to the mansion, also practiced on his own, Shang Xiuxun, who was still here, and Li Xiuning, who had not left, did not come to see him, and Wei Zhenzhen was also pulled to make new snacks.

It was also at this time that when Bai Lang was practicing, a strong force fell from the sky, and after a splash in the pool around him, he saw a man squatting on the rockery by the pool.

That strong force is like a god and a demon, and it comes for no reason, and Bai Lang has no sense of it beforehand. But this man Bai Lang has seen it, and Bai Lang is very impressed by his unruly face. "Isn't this a big guy, how did you come here?" Bai Lang didn't know whether to be happy or afraid when he saw this big guy.

"Oh, passing through this world. Come and see you. That Zhou Shubi said with a grin. "Huh?" Bai Lang was confused, when did he hug the thigh hair of the big guy in front of him?" "Hmph, it's rare for Lao Tzu to look at you." I gave you two martial arts cheats, and you will be considered my apprentice. Hmph, Lao Tzu has never accepted apprentices in the world, don't be short of Lao Tzu's name. Hey, hey, don't blame Lao Tzu for being involved with you in the future!"

It just so happened that Bai Lang also had a lot of martial arts questions to ask this "master", so he quickly wanted to ask, but he never thought that Zhou Shubi just glanced at him, "Lao Tzu is just chasing the old thief Gautama passing by, and he can't beat the old bald, and it's good to go to the trouble of the old nun Miaoshan! This world is tightly imprisoned, and Lao Tzu can't stay for a few minutes, and your questions are up to you—you have grown up, good man, and you should cultivate by yourself." ”

The temperament of the demon in front of him is the kind of goods that have entered the palace a few times, and Bai Lang didn't want to ask him what kind of beam he had with Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he thought that most of it had nothing to do with the squatting kiln...... I only heard the baboon demon say, "My martial arts are all self-cultivation and enlightenment, at least your kid should be like this as a first-generation disciple." Remember, Lao Tzu's kung fu is two theories, originally Lao Tzu also thought about practicing some ever-changing tricks, but now it is all vain, the first only need to bang down......!

This week, Shubi squeezed his eyes at Bai Lang, "It's Saiya's violent killing method, hahahahaha!" Bai Lang couldn't laugh when he heard it, but since he was a disciple of the big guy, his thighs were so thick. But it doesn't seem that this monster is a good person, and when the time comes, I'm afraid I don't know how many enemies will trouble him as a disciple?

"Hahahaha, one day you see a thief who is half an enemy and half a brother with a teacher, remember to ask him for benefits! This old devil is a peerless martial arts strongman who simplifies complexity but simplifies complexity, and is a Buddhist magic sect...... If you come here, you will definitely stain all the thieves in this world! Remember to ask for benefits, don't be beaten to death - don't worry, for Lao Tzu's sake and the rules of this world, he won't beat you with all his might!"

I don't know what this monster is doing, after this boring bastard said this, he turned into a gust of black wind and dispersed, and a wisp of black wind slammed into Bai Lang's body firmly, and immediately made this guy's thirteen Taibao horizontal practice golden bell jar and all the defense skills of the Southern Dou White Tiger Fist all shattered, and even the bones on his body were broken seventeen or eighteen, not to mention that this muscle and skin were beaten to puffiness, blue and black...... "You kid is too fucking weak! Hahahahaha, improve your skills for the teacher to be beaten!

Bai Lang didn't count and knew that he had received at least a thousand or more just right punches all over his body, and each punch shattered one of his tendons or bones, and if he could re-cultivate the golden bell jar and recover, he would definitely be able to go up a few more floors. "A thousand blows in an instant!" Bai Lang made a voice in his throat, and he knew that this was already kind to this monster, and he was afraid that if he wanted to control it and not kill Bai Lang, this monster really had to be very careful.