"Yu Bugang Fighting Formula" is taken from the ancient Fa, cultivating Xiaocheng, it is more than enough to be a hero of the rivers and lakes, not to mention pointing to the "sanctification of the flesh" The road of cultivating immortals, the prospect is unlimited!

God treats me Chen Chucai well, I shouldn't complain about it.

It was only at this moment that the reborn boy saw everything, and finally became at ease, so he put away all the miscellaneous things, and lay on his back on the bald stone hillside, and fell asleep.

The vigilance against that stupid second ancestor for many days was lifted, and Chen Chucai finally slept peacefully, and did not wake up until dawn the next day.

The lonely boy looked out at the sea in all directions, and saw no ships passing by, and his heart could not help but be depressed. He knew that there was no big ship to rescue him, and it would be a thousand difficulties to leave this isolated island on the sea alone......

There is no way back, so there is no distraction to practice the five-character sword trick of "Bugang Twelve Styles", "Split Stone Fist" and "Moving Mountains", and enter the martial arts door one day earlier, so as to adapt to the samurai identity of "thirteen generations" of Chenjiabao in Luoling Valley.

Time passes slowly.......

Isolated islands can be seen everywhere, and a slender figure is swaying, like a drunken drunkard.

Yu Bugang fighting formula, page by page illustrations printed in the mind, Chen Chucai silently recited the formula, in accordance with the pace, posture and momentum contained in the "Bugang Twelve Styles", every detail is not willing to miss, over and over again out of the twelve road pile potential, but it is very rare!

Crooked, clumsy and funny, worse than ordinary people walking, away from the essence of the "Bugang" described in the album, it is difficult to achieve one or two meanings. Fortunately, Chen Chucai had no distractions, and he was even more tenacious, and after a whole morning, he really completed a thousand groups of "Bugang Twelve Styles".

Then, the young man spread his body on the flat slope of the isolated island, played the "Split Stone Fist" a hundred times non-stop, and then sat cross-legged on the ground according to the pranayama method contained in the "Yu Bugang Fighting Technique", with his five hearts facing the sky, his hands folded in front of his abdomen, silently destroying the blood flow around his body, and then throwing a scarlet pill into his mouth.

After a while, the lower abdomen burned like a fire.

"The life of a person is the source of essence and blood, the essence is born and the marrow is born, the bone is the trunk, the pulse is the camp, the tendon is rigid, the flesh is the wall, the skin is strong and the hair grows ......"

"The wooden wheel turns into a small Zhoutian, the water rises to the fire and tends to the five internal organs to refine, the earth's veins and chaotic qi quench the muscles and bones, and the five elements turn to condense the essence and ......"

Enduring the burning pain in his body, the cultivating young man silently recited the mantra, refining and swallowing the pill in his belly, and it was only after more than an hour that the heat in his body gradually dissipated, obviously the medicinal power of the "blood qi induction" had been completely absorbed by the blood.

Time is the best medicine.......

Sixty days passed, the season entered the winter, the sea breeze was slightly chilly, and the reborn boy finally felt the change in his physique.

In the blood vessels of the body, there seems to be a heat wandering and rushing, originating from the heart and reaching the viscera, and then flowing from the spine to the brain, returning to the limbs, and finally returning to the heart.

The boy's arms and thighs have obviously become thicker, his breathing is deep and long, and his physical strength has increased much more than the day he first came to the island.......

Nowadays, the "Twelve Styles of Bugang" has been cultivated to a good degree, and it is no longer the initial rough and lame, it seems to have reached the essence of "Bugang" three or four points of artistic conception, and the "Split Stone Fist" is even more proficient.

Straight, oblique, hook, the three tricks of the knife are intended to attack, but the horizontal and round two tricks are for defense, although they have never been put into actual combat, Chen Chucai also has a deep understanding of this "five-character knife trick".

The boy had no knife in his hand, and it was the iron-handled stone axe that he used to practice the knife technique of "moving mountains". He also took out the fairy spirit sword left by Chen Lang and played with it, but Chen Chucai disliked that the long sword was too light and agile, and he was powerless, so he simply discarded it.

Occasionally, after fiddling with all the knife techniques, the reborn boy picked up the stone axe and was stunned, scolding "thief God".

Why....... The powerful golden finger that he should get from crossing the other world is actually made into a pot of raw rice, and there is no function that penetrates the sky at all? Chen Someone practiced boxing and swordsmanship, and walked the "Twelve Styles of Bugang" step by step, bitter!

Buried and buried, but his cultivation did not relax in the slightest, he felt that God would not drop the pie for no reason, and let people get it for nothing.

In the previous life, when Chen Chucai made up "divine texts", he always rejected the kind of godstick possession, or inexplicably came with some bullshit system, and relied on it to counterattack and respect the brainless text, but advocated diligent cultivation, perseverance to struggle, and let the protagonist create his own world.

Or maybe it's a kind of retribution!

But Chen Chucai is sure that no matter what he does, as long as he walks on the right path, no matter how poor the foundation is, as long as he is diligent and tenacious enough, he will make progress every day. The subtle harvest will suddenly be given to the hard-working people.

Finally, one day, the young man in cultivation was surging with blood, and he easily lifted a human-high reef and threw it into the waves ten zhang away.

This........ Let him be delighted.

There is no force tester on the island, but Chen Chucai knows that the reef will definitely not be less than five hundred catties, and being easily thrown away so far by his own strength shows that his cultivation strength has stepped into the ranks of forging warriors.

"Yu Bugang Fighting Technique" is really extraordinary, "Blood and Qi Yin" is not swallowed in vain, the ugly cow has been practicing boxing for three years without success, and the reborn boy is only a hundred days on the isolated island, and his body has finally obtained a qualitative change, and there has been a leap forward.

Hahaha........ I, Chen Chucai, have finally stepped into the threshold of "martial arts" and become a beginner-level samurai!

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There is hope, and there is naturally more passion!

Chen Chucai is no longer like in the past, standing on the bald top of the reef island early in the morning, looking into the distance, hoping that a sea ship will pass by. Instead, I made up my mind, in addition to fishing in the sea according to the time, I spent more time on cultivation and understanding, hoping that my cultivation strength would be able to go further.

In the early morning, the thunder could not move, a gradually stronger body, clumsily around the small island, the movements seemed to be quirky, but you can take a closer look at the footsteps, secretly in line with the number of heaven and earth, as if the nine palaces gossip horizontally, the top of the young man's head, full of blood, sharp edge.

At noon, the unkempt young man roared in his mouth, and his fist was sharp and fierce all the way, and he went back and forth a hundred times before resting. Then he pulled out the iron-handled stone axe on his waist, and chopped it horizontally, which seemed to be difficult to make a rule, but the sword that swayed out was magnificent, domineering, and his remaining strength was inexhaustible.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man who had been making a fuss for a day finally sat cross-legged on the ground, threw a pill into his mouth, and immediately showed a painful look on his face, and the words in his mouth were steaming.

The bonfire at night on the island illuminated the small area of the island, and a sea fish in a copper pot was cooked.

Chen Chucai's appetite is getting bigger and bigger...............