The flying stream is turbulent and magnificent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Constantly and slowly adjusting the body in the water to adapt to the impact of the turbulent water is not only a kind of training for the body and the next plate kung fu, but also a kind of tempering of one's own flesh and muscles when bearing the impact of the current.

Jiang Cheng seems to have become a rock at the bottom of the water, baptized by the continuous erosion of the current, grinding away the edges and corners, washing out the impurities inside, leaving only the essence.

He walked slowly in the water, and he might not be able to move forward a distance of three meters in half an hour.

But it was in this slow movement that he made rapid progress.

It is like a red-crowned crane stepping out of the water with long legs, pacing slowly, to peck at fish and shrimp, and standing extremely steady after each step, like an old tree taking root.

He imagined the current of water as the wind blowing on his body, and the feeling of this current rushing on his body was obviously clearer than that of the wind blowing on his body.

What he wants to do is how to avoid the heavy in an instant, avoid the moment when the turbulent water impact is the most ferocious, and find the weak point in order to gain a more stable foothold.

This is not an easy task, because the further you go, the more turbulent and chaotic the water becomes, and the more force it hits your body.

But the more he moves forward, the more he proves his progress, and every time he moves forward, he improves a point.

In between, he found a balance between exercising his body and honing his physique.

The internal force runs in the body and collides with the turbulent water, and finally the internal force is squeezed into the musculoskeletal like nutrients, and the flesh is tempered according to the method of the demon body.

Sometimes he would bow his body in the water, as if he was about to shoot an arrow, and his body trembled under the impact of the water, but he still insisted.

From time to time, he would open his arms and inhale, and a small bag of air would bulge in his abdomen, like a mouse rolling around.

This qi bag was a mass of essence and blood in his body, and it was a magical thing that was born after refining and refining qi to a high and profound realm.

This thing is connected to the veins, and it moves around his body, but wherever it is moistened, it will slowly be strengthened.

Finally, he circled and rolled around his waist, making his waist and limbs fat and round, like a python entangled, making a "whirring" sound during the run.

This is like a belt, which is the origin of the name of the belt, which moisturizes and strengthens the body.

Cultivating the demon body is to temper the body repeatedly, and at the same time, it also cooperates with the various body refining movements, and finally cultivates to the realm of perfection, and it is difficult to hurt the fur with the addition of the general sword.

There is nothing better than practicing in this turbulent water that combines rigidity and softness.

This is the best resource.

Martial arts training is inseparable from the law of wealth.

This place refers to a good cultivation environment, and now Jiang Cheng is practicing in a good cultivation environment.

He felt that the water rushing down this waterfall seemed to be attacking him one by one by one martial arts masters.

"They" are more ruthless than the other, but they are not fatal, and they have just the right effect of feeding tricks.

Practicing in this environment, his understanding and application of martial arts knowledge also improved by leaps and bounds.

It's getting dark.

Jiang Cheng jumped out of the water, his upright figure looking inexplicably majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At the age of nearly twenty, after this period of martial arts practice, his height is close to 1.8 meters.

Not too tall, but not short, wheat-colored tendon muscles piece by piece, like a toned leopard, full of agility and strength.

In the light of the sunset, his black hair was wet on his shoulders, and drops of water slid down his body like crystals.

The birds returned to the mountains and forests, and rows of birds flew back to the forests of the mountains under the sunset, and a high-pitched cry brought vitality and reckless artistic conception to the mountains.

Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

I was accustomed to the roar of the waterfall, and the surging water was surging down, and the steaming water was constantly rushing towards my body.

It's dark, and it's cold.

Jiang Cheng lifted his breath and swept over the waves, and swept a hundred meters to the shore in one go.

After a day of hard training, his body method has improved significantly, and he has reached the proficiency level of 21% of the second realm.

He already felt as if he had reached a bottleneck, the speed of his body could be faster, but he seemed to be bound by something, he could jump higher with a leap, but he couldn't escape the pull of gravity.

It was the resistance of the air that bound him, and it was the gravity of his body, the gravitational force, that pulled him down.

It was hard for him to feel this so clearly before.

Feeling and knowing, those are two different things.

Feeling it, proving that he has touched the edge of this layer of paper, he only needs to poke it with force again, and the paper will be broken, and it will be enlightened.

"Maybe if I can get to the edge of the waterfall under the hindrance of the rushing water, then my use and understanding of the body technique will be almost perfect. ”

It is not easy to get to the edge of the waterfall under the impact of such a strong current.

Ordinary people standing in the water from afar are swept away by the turbulent current.

Although he is a person who practices martial arts, his kung fu is not so solid after all, and his understanding of the body method has not yet reached that level.

How to avoid the impact of the water and swim against the current in the turbulent water is a difficult point.

If he can do it, then he has also found the key to the body's more agile movement under various resistances.

It's not a kung fu, but it's an accumulated experience, a skill.

After accumulating this kind of skill and experience, his body will be able to practice to the realm of perfection.

Turning to look at the place where the clothes were placed, Jiang Cheng raised his feet and walked over, but he was suddenly stunned, and then his eyes scanned the surroundings with a cold eye.

In the quiet valley, apart from the sound of some birdsong and the roar of tigers and leopards in the deep mountains, there was no movement and no people.

But why are his clothes missing?

On the ground lay a Cold Moon Treasure Knife, a piece of pure gold chain mail.

This is simply an inexplicable thing for the evil door.

A set of worthless clothes is gone, but the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, which is worth 10,000 gold, is not missing.

It doesn't seem to be artificial?

Jiang Cheng frowned and walked over, lifted the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, and there was still a pair of his shoes and socks on the ground, a bag scattered all over the place, and a piece of pure gold chain mail.

He looked into the deep pool on the side, looked around, and saw no other clothes.

When such a strange thing happened, Jiang Cheng felt very depressed even if he was in the city, and he was a little irritable.

The mantra of the Ice God Decisive passed through his mind inadvertently at this time, and he calmed down, and his mind gradually faded away from impetuousness.

Suddenly, his keen mental power vaguely sensed a trace of breath.

It was as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

The sky was dark, the sun was setting, and the feeling of being watched in the dark became stronger at this time.

Jiang Cheng Huo Ran turned around, his gaze pierced out like electricity, and his gaze locked on a rock wall to the west.

Almost the moment he looked at it, a black shadow passed by on the rock wall, and the speed was extremely fast, as if a person was wearing his clothes.

"Hugh away!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed, and the Cold Moon Treasure Knife flew out like a hidden weapon as soon as it flashed out.

"Poof!"

The knife grazed the black shadow and pierced into the rock wall, more than a foot deeper, and the handle of the knife trembled.