"Bang, bang~~"

There was a hollow muffled sound in the backyard of the Feng Clan's Martial Arts Hall, which was not the sound of drums, but Bai Ya practicing the Vajra Mahamudra.

This kung fu has not yet reached the actual combat realm of entering the house, but Bai Ya can't wait.

From the moment he promised Feng Yang to participate in the Qingcheng selection half a year later, Feng Yang and Dong Ming began to prepare for him. After some discussion, both martial artists agreed that Bai Ya's current martial arts were still flawed.

If you only fight with Wu Su and the others, it is enough to match the mixed yuan iron cloth shirt with the twelve-shaped dragon and tiger double shape, iron finger skill and poisonous dragon leg skill. But to participate in the selection of Qingcheng, which is mostly Qi Realm martial artists, Bai Ya still lacks a powerful killer weapon.

Qi realm martial artists are different from martial arts martial arts disciples, they all have internal qi protection.

And Bai Ya had just entered the Qi Realm at that time, and it seemed that he had already entered the Qi Realm from the outside, but in fact, the body still needed an adaptation process. His main attack move, the internal qi fused by the Dragon and Tiger Fist, was too weak and did not have great lethality against Qi Realm martial artists.

Although the Mixed Yuan Iron Cloth Shirt can make his defense ability reach a very high level, if he has defense and no offense, it will be the same as the original Jiangyang Chen Mu against the White Cliff, and he can only be slowly ground to death by the opponent.

Therefore, Feng Yang felt that he should be allowed to cultivate another powerful foreign martial art, and he wanted Bai Ya to choose between the Thunderbolt Palm and the Monument Wrestler.

However, White Cliff refused!

He knew what his comprehension was, and he was afraid that half a year would not be enough for him to bring these two new martial arts to the actual combat level. What's more, it's not that he doesn't have a powerful foreign kung fu on him, that is, the Vajra Mahamudra.

Bai Ya has been getting this martial art for a long time, and it is even longer than the Five Broken Tiger Claw Skill. In addition to the boning knife technique, seriously speaking, this martial art is the first martial art he cultivated.

Although the Vajra Mahamudra is an external martial art, this martial art is indeed very powerful, no less than the inner fist.

It's just that this martial art is too difficult to get started, and the requirements for physical fitness are too high. It was not until the Zen Master Yuanwu touched the phantom of the relics with the thunder sound of Zen language and tapped the potential of the body that the five basic pile methods were introduced.

In the past actual combat, he has not actually used this martial art, but just the practice of the pile method has helped a lot, so that the power of the tiger shape fist has increased greatly. If you can really reach the actual combat realm of entering the house before next summer, then you will have a killer feature, and you don't have to learn thunderbolt and monument wrestler from scratch.

It's just that there is still a difficulty in practicing Vajra Mahamudra now, he has not yet formed a qi vein, and in the practice, he found that he barely uses the luck method of Mahamudra, and every time the shock force of the wooden stake will slightly damage the veins of the white cliff.

Fortunately, Bai Ya has been soaking in the medicinal bath of the iron cloth shirt now, and the medicine has ingredients to repair the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, so that he can barely survive.

"If this kid can't enter the qi realm as soon as possible, if he practices like this for half a year, the muscles and veins of his palms will definitely leave strain!"

Dong Ming stood in front of the door from afar and looked at Bai Ya with a trace of remorse. He was just excited about Bai Ya's progress that day, so he proudly showed off to Feng Yang that Bai Ya could go to the Qingcheng selection in advance.

He forgot about this after he said it, he thought that Feng Yang knew it in his heart, and it was impossible to mention this matter to Bai Ya.

didn't expect Feng Yang to really say it, and Bai Ya agreed to it. Now, Dong Ming can't change his words, what's more, he does have a little idea in his heart, and he wants Bai Ya to try it.

Feng Yang has selfish intentions, and so does he. When he first mentioned this matter to Feng Yang, he had the idea of showing merit and wanted Bai Ya to recognize one more teacher.

Dong Ming's vision is no worse than Feng Yang's, but he belongs to the Keqing Sect Master of the Zhenwu Dojo, and there is no possibility of competing for the position of the hall master.

Besides, he is already old, and now in addition to wanting to live a few more years, he is counting on an apprentice to inherit his iron cloth shirt. lest this martial art, which is equivalent to condensing the honor and disgrace of his life, be buried in the grave with him.

Now Dong Ming regrets a little, he shouldn't have promised Feng Yang to exchange Lieyang Zhi for an iron cloth shirt, and it was only right that Bai Ya should have worshiped one more master.

Bai Ya saw the entry of the iron cloth shirt in his eyes. Like Feng Yang, he believed that the young man had a chance to enter the innate realm. In the future, if there is a congenitally strong student, he will feel that his life has not been in vain, at least it is more valuable than his own life of a few more years.

At least when he went to the Netherworld and met the monk who taught him the iron cloth shirt back then, Dong Ming can proudly say that Lao Tzu taught the kung fu you left behind to a future innate powerhouse, and it is also one of the foundation kung fu of that kid.

As soon as he thought of this, Dong Ming finally made a decision, he turned back and entered the room, closed the door, stood in front of the bathtub, and took out a small cloth bag from his arms.

Dong Ming's hands trembled slightly, and he slowly opened the cloth bag, revealing the bright red Lieyang Zhi inside.

"This thing contains great vitality, and it is just to the yang, it will definitely stimulate the boy's physical potential, at least let him enter the qi realm a few months in advance. With the protection of internal qi, the muscles and veins of the kid's palms will not leave hidden dangers. ”

Dong Ming's expression was complicated, and he sighed quietly, "The mistake is made by a certain person, and it should be ended by a certain person." On that day, the monk passed on the kung fu, but he refused to accept him as an apprentice, and only said that he could find a suitable successor for him in the future! Perhaps the matter was already doomed from that time ......"

The old sect leader stiffened his back, as if he was a few years old in an instant, gritted his teeth, tore off a third of Lieyangzhi, rubbed his palms into powder, and sprinkled it into the bath bucket.

The fine powder of Lieyang Zhi melted when it entered the water, and a stream of blood quickly spread in the water, giving the turbid potion a faint brown color.

"This amount should be enough, and the rest will be added in the next two weeks!"

Dong Ming muttered to himself, turned around and pushed the door open again, and shouted indifferently towards the white cliff in the courtyard: "Come in, the water is boiling!"

......

After January!

Bai Ya had just finished taking a medicinal bath today, and suddenly felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, his whole body was beating vigorously, and the acupuncture points were swollen and painful, and he was suddenly shocked.

"Could it be that the one is here?"

He hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and used the method of mixing the external strength. According to what Feng Yang once taught, he urged his muscles and bones over and over again. It's like playing a lute, rhythmically making the muscles of the whole body beat according to a certain pattern.

Soon, he only felt that those acupuncture points with unbearable swelling and pain were like punctured balloons, and a trace of heat gushed out from the inside, which could be clearly felt.

Bai Ya was suddenly overjoyed, this is the appearance of internal qi overflowing.

If the amount of internal qi is sufficient, he is likely to form qi veins. If the amount of internal qi is insufficient, then these internal qi will soon be dispersed in the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, gradually improving the physique, so that the martial artist can provide more internal qi when he hits the qi realm next time.

Thinking of this, Bai Ya urged his muscles more and more urgently, allowing the overflowing internal qi from each acupuncture point to slowly converge and fuse. Wherever these internal qi passed, every skin and flesh would be urged by the exercises, and a very small trace of heat would be added at the same time.

The heat flow of the internal air will dissipate a little after each period of tendon veins, but other filaments will be added to it, and a balanced situation is always maintained.

However, as time went on, White Cliff slowly became impatient.

He could feel the heat flow of the internal qi then weakened, and the filaments of internal qi squeezed out of the flesh began to decline. His foundation is still not strong enough, or his cultivation time is too little, and his body transformation is not thorough enough.

"Do you have to wait for the next impact?" Bai Ya's heart gradually cooled.

The Qi vein network of the Mixed Yuan Iron Cloth Shirt is very large, and although several Qi veins have been connected at this time, there are still several breaks in other parts of the body that usually exercise less. If this continues, those connected qi veins will inevitably be disconnected again because they cannot be replenished.

But just when Bai Ya was depressed, a powerful heat flow suddenly gushed out from the position of his middle acupoint.

This hot current was like a bamboo, surging along the way not only connecting the breakpoints, but also stabilizing several crumbling qi veins......

"Puff~~"

Bai Ya only felt a shock all over his body, and suddenly a shock wave swayed inside his body, like a typhoon, which rushed away all the acupuncture points that usually make his strength and luck more sluggish, and suddenly couldn't help but warp his buttocks, and let out a few stinky and unbearable farts in a row.

"It's done?!" Bai Ya slowly stood up, his eyes showing indescribable surprise, he had reached the Qi Realm nearly five months earlier than expected.

"Not good!" he suddenly changed his face and ran to the toilet in the room with his butt in his hands.

Although Baiya has achieved success, the transformation in the body has not stopped. He only felt hot all over his body now, and there was constant blood-colored sweat oozing out of his body, and he had cramps in his abdomen, and he rushed down with a stream of defecation.

After a while, Bai Ya's face turned pale, and he walked out tremblingly holding his waist. The smell in the room was too strong, and although he was almost dehydrated, he still couldn't bear to lie on the bed.

......

"You've reached the Qi Realm?!"

Feng Yang's face was a little shocked when he heard Bai Ya's reply, and he subconsciously looked at the other person sitting in the room.

However, Dong Ming took a sip of tea on the ground and didn't even look at Feng Yang.

Feng Yang frowned slightly, and sighed secretly in his heart.

He knows best in his heart that his students' martial arts have advanced.

Although Bai Ya worked extremely hard during this time, martial arts are not achieved by hard work alone. No one in the world can become a fat man in one bite, Bai Ya will reach the qi realm a few months in advance, it must be Dong Ming's hands and feet.

Thinking that Dong Ming should not harm Bai Ya, Feng Yang faintly guessed his means.

"That's fine! In this case, you will have at least five months or so to prepare for the selection!" Feng Yang glanced at Dong Ming deeply, gathered the surprise on his face, and turned around and sat down slowly.

"Hmm!" Bai Ya grinned and nodded happily.

After reaching the Qi Realm, he would definitely be able to practice the Vajra Mahamudra before the selection, and there was one thing that made him even more excited. He has been cultivating the thirty-two styles of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger without results, and I am afraid that he can also get started.

PS: There is a later shift, after 12 o'clock, it should be today!