"Brother Bujin, are you back?"

Su Ling was very pleasantly surprised.

Chen Tang said: "I took a turn outside, nothing happened, and I went back early." Well, has anyone been looking for me these days?"

Su Ling replied, "Brother Wang Fu has been here once. ”

Chen Tang said: "Okay, I know. ”

As long as it's not for Master Hu, it's fine.

Back in the room, put down the book and other things, sat down on the edge of the desk, and began to habitually brush up on the harvest of the past few days:

In just a few days, he completed "Liuhe Ben Thunder Hand", which gave Chen Tang a new understanding of the qi of heaven and man.

Some time ago, my time and energy were mainly focused on reading in class, ten lines at a glance, never forget, five days of work, I just wrote down the notes that Tao Hao had made for five years, and became a student of the top students to the letter;

However, according to the characteristics of the "Sutra of Good Cultivation", in fact, martial arts is where its real use lies. It is used to memorize sutra texts, which is only regarded as an incidental effect.

Chen Tang couldn't help but think of a classic martial arts book he had read, which contained a "Little Wuxianggong" technique, which was extremely good, and after practice, he could learn other people's martial arts at will, and even the famous Shaolin 72 stunts could be used at his fingertips, and he was quite skillful and free, even better than the original.

However, although "Little Wuxianggong" is known as "no form, no trace", in his bones, he still can't get rid of an imitation, and he has his shape, but he can't be god.

In comparison, the spirit of heaven and man is superior, and it is not a simple imitation, but can be able to understand the advantages and disadvantages of the advantages and disadvantages, and streamline and improve them.

There is no perfect martial arts in the world, even if the moves that have been tempered thousands of times, the so-called "perfect fire" has always been relative.

It's like a primary school student who dominates the class and seeks defeat alone, but if he is taken out and faced with junior high school students or even high school students, the knowledge he has will only be beaten.

Chen Tang didn't feel anything proud about the fact that the qi of heaven and man was better than that of "Little Wuxianggong", in the novel it was just a middle and low martial arts world, and what he was in now was an abnormal world where demons were dancing, and the difference was not half a star.

"Liuhe Thunderbolt" and "Running Thunder Mallet", the names are not bad, and they sound very domineering, but at best, they are two third-rate martial arts tricks.

It's the tricks, not the mental method, the inner characters, to master the secret of the mental method.

Strictly speaking, the outer family and the inner family are really the family, and the corresponding is the external strength, internal force, and true qi.

The qi of heaven and man is a kind of true qi.

With true qi, Chen Tang learned martial arts because he was handy.

In the end, the six moves "Liuhe Ben Thunder Hand" were refined, and each move was quite suitable for the operation of the qi of heaven and man.

When the true anger bursts out, it can break the wood and stone.

I didn't learn martial arts before, and I hit the table with my palm, but the table was fine, and my palm hurt, the main reason was that I was not good at using true qi at that time.

I'm really angry, what can I do?

Without the stimulation of martial arts tricks, the true qi is sometimes ineffective, just like the six-vein divine sword, which is very unstable.

However, Chen Tang's current cultivation of heavenly and human qi is very weak, and at the end of the day, he can't fire many times, and after one or two shots, his body seems to be hollowed out, and he is very tired.

With the martial arts package, the next step is to improve the qi of heaven and man. However, the "Sutra of Good Maintenance" is fixed day by day, and the limited amount cannot be accelerated, and it takes a long time to accumulate.

This is not opportunistic, and there are no shortcuts.

The death of Yang Hong and others made Chen Tang feel a sudden shock, and he faintly felt that something big was about to happen.

The fact that one evil accident after another has occurred is the best proof of this.

The world is becoming more and more restless.

In the chaos of the world, there will be trouble, people in it, can not escape, can not hide, the best way to deal with it is to improve their own strength.

Other than that, there is no alternative.

And the biggest illusion in life is that there are always many choices.

But in fact, many times, there is only one path and one choice in front of you......

......

It's night, the night is gloomy, the suburbs of Panzhou Mansion, a radius of thousands of miles, most of them are pitch black, look at it, only the lights in Hujianei Village are on, which is particularly eye-catching.

In the back garden, the pavilion in the lake, there is a long sound of the piano.

A woman sat there, dressed in white and snowy, with long hair like a waterfall. is playing the piano, the tune is clearer and more beautiful, so that people can listen to it, calm down, and go away with all the worries.

Tonight's back garden is extraordinarily elegant, all because the naughty sister had an urgent matter yesterday and went home early.

Hujiazhuang is not their home, just a branch hospital.

Master Hu stood on the shore, his eyes slightly closed, and he looked very enjoyable.

Half a sound, the sound of the piano stopped, and the aftersound lingered, like a breeze coming slowly, and the lake was sparkling.

Master Hu exclaimed: "Miss, your piano rhyme is getting better and better." ”

The sound of this piano is by no means ordinary, he listens to it, his body and mind seem to have been washed by the clear spring, refreshed, energetic, and he feels that his cultivation has been improved. It's a shame that Hu Buxi left, otherwise, he wouldn't have had the chance to hear such a piano sound.

This dislike lady is good at everything, but she is too stubborn, and she will not make trouble for a while, and she is uncomfortable.

Hu Buregret stood up and looked at the night sky by the railing, thoughtfully.

I don't see the stars and moon tonight, there are lanterns shining in the pavilion, people are as beautiful as jade, the artistic conception of the scenery is difficult to paint.

Master Hu didn't dare to look at it more, and lowered his head slightly: "Miss, in recent days, there have been many evil disasters in this Panzhou Mansion, although it is not a climate, but in my heart, I always feel uneasy, and I feel that something is going to happen." ”

Hu Buregret smiled and said, "Uncle Mingfei, are you worried about me?"

Master Hu nodded: "The eldest lady is a daughter, and it is an honor for Hujiazhuang to choose to spend the catastrophe with me." But it's a big deal, and I'm always afraid of long nights and dreams. Now that Miss Buxi is back, there is no one person, and her strength is a little thinner. ”

Hu Buregret's expression was calm, and he suddenly said: "Uncle Mingfei, there are no longer long nights and dreams, because I feel that it is tonight now." ”

"Ahh

Master Hu Huo Ran raised his head: "I will immediately call Hu Laosan and them to come over and protect the Dharma for the eldest lady." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and hurried out.

The sky became more and more gloomy, as if thousands of miles of thick clouds had piled up on the endless night sky, stacked on top of each other, and drooped down.

The wind became stronger.

Whirring and blowing, the lotus leaves on the lake dance wildly, and the lake water forms waves, which make a loud noise.

The wind blew Hu Buregret's black hair and snow-white dress, and she sat down in front of the guqin again, her ten fingers slender, caressing the strings.

After a few moments, the piano sounded again.

Sonorous!

It has changed from the previous quiet and tactful, but a passionate music, indomitable, which makes people listen to it and have endless fighting spirit.

This rhythm burst out and filled the pavilion, and its sound was so qualitative that it was so enveloped that the wind could not blow in, and could no longer blow the long hair and skirt of the unrepentant.

At this moment, a flash of lightning swept across the night sky, as hideous as a ghost's claw.

Then the thunder exploded, shaking the heavens and the earth!