Wang Li's heart was like standing still, sitting quietly in the stone room, entering a state of self-forgetfulness, he felt as if he had an extra pair of eyes in the dark, and he could clearly perceive the world around him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After careful observation, he finally saw the trace of heaven and earth true qi floating in the air, floating around like clouds in the sky.

"Finally found it", Wang Li was already in tears in his heart, and hurriedly picked up his mental method, slowly opened his mouth, and swallowed that wisp of hard-won true qi.

True Qi was inhaled into his mouth, turning into countless warm currents that seeped into his limbs and bones.

Wang Li didn't dare to be careless, and carefully guided this wisp of true qi to continue to wander in his meridians, and finally after working hard for an hour, he finished a week.

"Whew", he exhaled heavily, Wang Li was a little tired, but there was an indelible look in his eyes.

"Fatty, just wait, I will definitely come to practice qi before you."

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Li's body has accumulated a large amount of true qi, constantly wandering in the meridians, and this period of cultivation has made him full of spirit and radiant.

Seeing that the time had come, Wang Li suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to seal his hands.

"Hold on to Yuanyi, move with me, gather dantian"

The true qi of the whole body began to run wildly, condensing towards the dantian.

The true qi that gathered in the dantian gathered more and more, and when he felt a little swollen pain, Wang Li changed his handprint again, and suddenly shouted, "Vientiane turns into a heavenly formula, and the cyclone becomes!"

The true qi in the dantian was constantly compressed, and finally formed a beautiful cyclone, just like the brilliant nebula, slowly rotating in the dantian.

The meridians are like the blood vessels of the human body, and the true qi that is constantly swimming in the veins is the blood, and the cyclone at the dantian is like the heart responsible for controlling and coordinating the wandering true qi, so that they form a complete circulation.

"It's finally time to practice qi", Wang Li jumped up from the futon, felt the endless and constantly flowing true qi in his body, looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, turned around and walked out of the cave, "I don't know how Xiaopang is."

He nominally wants to care about his brother, but in fact, he wants to show off and humiliate Chubby by the way.

"Boom", the stone door gradually opened, Wang Li raised his head, and happened to touch Xiaopang on the face.

"You've also reached the Qi cultivation period?", the two of them said in unison.

Wang Li narrowed his eyes, there were ten thousand unhappiness in his heart, Xiaopang actually entered the qi training period with him, God really didn't open his eyes, he really wanted to see his angry appearance.

Xiaopang was also muttering secretly, the boss of this hob meat actually entered the qi training period with me, so angry, I really wanted to humiliate him triumphantly.

"It's a tie this time, I'll meet you again when I cultivate to 'touch the golden hand'", Wang Li smiled slightly and patted Xiaopang's shoulder.

"It's okay, wait for me to condense the Danhuo and come back to show you", the little fat face trembled slightly, smiled maliciously, turned around and walked back, "I must overpower the boss, if he wins this time, it is estimated that I will be humiliated for several years, and this thing must not be allowed to happen."

Wang Li returned to the quiet room, his face was not washed, his beard was not shaved, he rubbed his face, which was already a little numb, and took out another jade slip.

"Touching the Golden Hand", the best hand-to-hand combat technique of the Yellow Order, cultivated to the greatest completion, the hands are as solid as a rock, the palm is like the wind, faster than lightning, and the power is comparable to the Xuan-level low-grade technique.

"It feels very strong", Wang Li was very happy, and then looked down, but his face became more and more ugly, "You actually have to exercise your palms every day, and you also need to assist in soaking in medicinal liquids?

It seems that he still has to ask Xiaopang for help, Wang Li sighed, this time he could only give in, he could already think of Xiaopang's smug face.

According to the requirements in the book, Wang Li found a large iron pot, set up a stove in the practice room, and then went outside to find a bunch of small stones and poured them into the pot.

"I'll see what I'm going to do next...... Heat the pot, and when the stones start to smoke, insert them firmly into the stones, then pull them out, and so on, 100 times a day...... What kind of kung fu is this, what kind of touching the golden hand, it's obviously the 'iron sand palm' in the previous life."

Wang Li covered his face with his hands and asked Cang Tian speechlessly, this spell is really too tricky.

Wang Li lit the stove, looked at the cauldron with white smoke, swallowed his saliva with a "grunt", and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Just insert it like this, it won't be crippled, right?"

After a long time of confrontation between one person and one pot, Wang Li finally reluctantly persuaded himself and plunged his hands into the hot rubble.

"Wow", the white smoke turned into green smoke.

"Ah!!!" screams came for a long time, followed by a faint smell of barbecue.

"Damn, I'm going to be crippled", Wang Li looked at his swollen and blistered hands, and muttered in horror.

"Do you want to continue?", he hesitated, glanced at the jade slip again, and saw a line of small letters underneath, which read, "It is normal for blisters to appear, please continue to cultivate until the blood is dripping."

This line of small characters is like a silent mockery, and Wang Li seems to be able to think of the schadenfreude smile of the founder of this spell when he wrote this secret book, which is vivid and lifelike.

"The spell you have chosen, you have to finish it on your knees!", he cried out with his eyes closed, and plunged his hands into the hot stone again.

"Wow"

"Ah!! again"

"Wow"

"Grandma's, the master won't admit defeat......"

"Wow"

“......”

After a hundred times, the blood bubbles on Wang Li's hands were all shattered, dripping with blood, and in some places you could even see a trace of minced meat, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

"This is all trivial, it's still a little worse than the Quenching Pill", Wang Li said stiffly, holding his hands that were constantly dripping blood, and walked outside the stone gate.

Standing in front of Chubby's cave, Wang Li looked like a madman, constantly kicking the stone door, "Chubby open the door, help, ......."

"Who's it, who's sick, what kind of kick, no quality at all", Xiaopang walked out dissatisfied, holding a chicken leg in his mouth.

"Damn, boss, what are you doing, let the dog gnaw it?", Xiaopang opened his mouth wide, and the chicken leg fell to the ground with a "chirp", and said in surprise.

"Gnaw and gnaw, gnaw your legs", Wang Li gave him a kick angrily, walked into the cave, and found a stone bench to sit down at random, "It's not this golden hand, let me take the palm of my flesh and insert the sand in the hot pot, a hundred times! A hundred times! Now it becomes like this."

"Tut-tut, I've heard for a long time that touching the golden hand is perverted, and now it seems that it's really a masochistic spell", Xiao Fat smacked his lips, feeling extremely glad that he chose alchemy.

"Give me some medicinal liquid", Wang Li threw a jade slip to Xiaopang and said softly.

"Oh~", Xiaopang took the jade slip and sat on the stone bench opposite, shaking his head, "Ask someone for help, do you have to say something nice?"