Although He Ping couldn't practice "Fire Gong", it was slightly beneficial to ponder his law.

For example, this "Fire Decision" is a fire exercise method, and it is more violent when it breathes out and runs the aura, which is far less soft than "Wood Action", and "Fire Decision" also records a spell called the Fire Spirit Ball Technique, which is somewhat similar to the Wood Spirit Ball Technique, but it is a little different in terms of luck in creating the Spirit Ball.

The Fire Spirit Orb is more explosive, consumes more aura, and has more power.

Zhuang Hao's tiger fist has reached the realm of transformation, and a punch can actually turn into a tiger and hurt people in the air with the fist intent.

He Ping only looked at that punch and felt that the tiger transformed by the fist intent actually contained some aura, this aura was not the purest aura of heaven and earth, but more like the aura that burst out from the body after years of hard training.

That punch hit the body, don't say mortals, I'm afraid that cultivators won't feel good.

He Ping had some calculations in his heart, he was thinking that if he could learn this tiger fist, practice tiger intent, and then replace the physical aura with his own wood aura, he would definitely be able to achieve some good results, then he could have one more physical fighting method.

If Zhuang Hao is willing, He Ping worships him as a teacher to learn this boxing method, and the capable person is a teacher, which has been the case since ancient times.

Thinking about the relationship clearly, He Ping immediately said to Zhuang Hao, "Brother Zhuang, dare to ask you to make a tiger fist?"

"It's Tiger Boxing, hehe, it's not Zhuang who boasts, I cultivated my boxing intent at the age of forty-five, and I am already a rare genius in our Tiger Gorge Mountain!" Zhuang Hao touched the top of his head with some smugness.

"I just saw that Brother Zhuang's fist intent has been transformed? The tiger that fist intent has turned into is really powerful. ”

"It's the transformation, Brother He is really sharp-eyed. Zhuang Hao got on the horse and said with a smile, "But Brother He, you don't know, in order to be able to transform fist intent, you not only need to cultivate fist intent, but also need internal qi." ”

"Internal Qi?" He Ping was a little surprised by this title.

"Exactly!"

"Actually, I don't know where the internal qi comes from, but people like me who practice martial arts, as long as they practice martial arts for a long time, will naturally produce internal qi, which is different from fist intent, usually five or six years of martial arts can produce internal qi. ”

"This internal qi is very effective, after cultivating the internal qi, the whole person will be more full of qi and blood, and the strength will be greater, but I don't know how to use this internal qi, through the tiger fist of the tiger will transform is the only way I know. ”

"I see. He Ping nodded, thought for a moment, and understood that the internal qi is the physical aura, according to Zhuang Hao, the physical aura should be stored in the limbs and body on weekdays, and there is no way for people who practice martial arts to take the initiative to control the internal qi.

This is fundamentally different from the aura stored in the inner rotation.

"That being the case, there is a reluctant request below," He Ping clenched his fists and pleaded.

"That's it!" Zhuang Hao is a heroic man in the end.

"I want to ask Brother Zhuang to teach me this tiger boxing. ”

"Brother He, you want to learn Tiger Boxing, but now that you are practicing martial arts, I am only afraid that you are a little older, not to mention the intent of boxing, it will take seven or eight years for the internal qi alone to be effective. ”

"Brother Zhuang, if you are ambitious, I don't want to be old, I implore Brother Zhuang to teach me!" As he spoke, He Ping bowed to Zhuang Hao.

"Brother He, our Tiger Fist in Huxia Mountain is not a rare thing, since you want to learn, I will teach you, Brother He has such ambitions, he will see you again in the future, I am afraid that Brother He is already a top master. Zhuang Hao joked, for him, teaching Tiger Boxing is really not a big deal, one Tiger Boxing is well known in Huxia Mountain, not a secret method that cannot be transmitted, and the other is that this boxing move is not difficult, he has been practicing Tiger Boxing for nearly forty years, and it is no problem to teach this boxing.

In the next ten days, He Ping took advantage of the rest time to ask Zhuang Hao and others for advice on tiger boxing.

Indeed, as Zhuang Hao said, Tiger Boxing is not a very difficult boxing method, but this boxing style is strong, there are three styles, and the moves are deadly.

He Ping has studied these days, and he has finally learned the frame of tiger boxing, but it is still a lot worse than Zhuang Hao's fist swing.

According to Zhuang Hao, if you want to be able to understand the fist intent of the tiger boxing, you have to understand this boxing technique, and then be able to observe the fierce tigers in the mountains and forests.

If you can master the fist intent, you can be regarded as a master in the rivers and lakes.

On the way to Annam, even if it is an official road, it is not often possible to stay in an inn, and it is inconvenient to walk at night, so if you don't want to sleep in the wilderness, you have to stay with other people's homes.

Hejiazhuang.

"Strict management, let's rest in Hejiazhuang tonight," Zhuang Hao led the way to Hejiazhuang and said to the man who set up the carriage.

The strict steward looked at the sky and knew that he couldn't go any further, so he turned his head to the carriage and said, "Miss, come down, you can't go again today." ”

There were two soft coughs from inside the carriage, followed by a low, unheard "Hmm." ”

"Brother He, in the past, we went to Annan, and we often borrowed this place to live, and we are already very familiar," Zhuang Hao said to He Ping as he walked forward, "I'll go live there tonight." ”

After that, he pointed to a mud-tiled house not far away, which was not very well built, but it was also very neat, and in front of it was placed firewood and some dried meat.

"There is only one old man in this house who lives alone, and whenever I come here, I stay here temporarily, and I only need to give him some money the next day. ”

Zhuang Hao walked to the front and knocked on the door.

In a few moments, an old man in his sixties opened the door tremblingly, his eyes sunken, his face full of deep wrinkles, a black basket-colored hat, and the most modest clothes.

In the mortal world, sixty years old is already an advanced age.

"Are you?" asked the old man as if he didn't recognize Zhuang Hao at all, opening his mouth slightly.

"Uncle, I came to spend the night a few days ago, and I have to trouble my husband again today. Zhuang Hao hugged his fists.

"Oh, the lodging, the lodging......" the old man turned back to his chair and sat down, "find your own side room." ”

"Naturally, naturally!" Zhuang Hao and the others smiled and went to find a place to live.

He Ping stared at the old man a few times, but felt that it was not simple, this old man was by no means an old man who was dizzy, as soon as he opened the door, he glanced at Miss Yan behind everyone a few times, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but Zhuang Hao and the others did not notice.

This old man obviously knew Miss Yan, and I don't know why he pretended not to even know Zhuang Hao, but he must have some intentions.

He Ping raised his guard a little in his heart, waited until he was farther away, and then asked Zhuang Hao about the old man's situation.

It turns out that this old man's name is He Gongling, the last time Zhuang Hao came here, he chatted with him for a long time, knowing that he had been in this He family village for a lifetime, there was an old wife, and then the old wife died of illness, and the children were also outside, and it was rare to come back to see him.

"How can the people here know Miss Yan?" He Ping felt a little strange in his heart, but he had decided to get closer to Miss Yan tonight, thinking that with him as a cultivator, nothing serious would happen.