In the early morning, when Tang Ze woke up, the sky was already slightly bright. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Yingqi, who had been guarding him all night, was sleeping peacefully with his arm in his arms. He gently pulled his arm out, got up and took out a clean shirt from the Qiankun bag and put it on the girl's body, these movements were very slight, but they did not wake her up. When Tang Ze put his clothes on him, she only gently turned sideways, and then continued to fall asleep.

He walked out of the cave and went straight to the top of the cliff not far away.

At this time, in the distant sky, half a red sun is emerging, orange-red morning glow is sparsely distributed in the sky, the glow is like ten thousand clusters of golden arrows, bursting out of the clouds, while the sky in the distance is still a pure blue.

After a full night of deep sleep, Tang Ze was in a very good state of mind at this time, and everything he saw in his field of vision became gorgeous and colorful. It's as if the whole world has changed.

In the sea of forests in the glow, the sound of insects and birds is crisp and tactful, and when the breeze comes, there is still a slight coolness.

Tang Ze emptied his mind and stood straight on the edge of the cliff, his feet apart, his feet on the ground the same width as his shoulders, his toes forward, his shoulders and palms in a straight line, his hands naturally drooping, his eyes staring intently ahead, and his body standing in the form of a round pile.

After only a short while, the soles of my feet felt a hot tingling sensation. He began to feel the rhythm of the body's membranes, muscles, and bones, and felt the huge internal strength contained in this body.

Tang Ze took a deep breath, raised his hands while slowly exhaling, squatted down slightly, and gently pointed out the toes of his left foot, his movements were gentle and soft, round like an arc.

Every movement he made at first seemed so peaceful and comfortable, as if he was dancing with the morning breeze with his body and palms, afraid that his palms would scatter the morning breeze and the green grass under his feet.

His hands, feet, shoulders, and entire body moved, as if there were countless invisible balls around him.

Stillness blends with the breeze, lifting his feet and carrying hands are incomparably soft and soft, and when he moves, he feels that there is infinite power hidden in his body, as if it will explode at any time.

As the move progressed, his movements sped up or slowed down accordingly. The rate of increase and decrease is asymptotic and does not feel abrupt or unnatural. Between the dances, his body was like a round arc, like an open longbow, like a bent willow tree.

Every time he turns and moves, he is like empty and loose, like soft water, like King Kong, changing yin and yang, and the strength of his whole body is either entangled or entangled, or round or turned......

I don't know how long it took, but Tang Ze's dancing figure finally stopped and stood still. The body is like a thousand-year-old pine, standing there without moving, shaking, or moving, as if the body and mind have been integrated into nature, and all things in this world are one. Like a white bear absorbing the aura of heaven and earth on a high mountain in the distance, like an insect sucking dew on a flower, like a misty breeze in the mountains and forests in the early morning, like a stone on a cliff, a flower on the ground, a drop of morning dew on a flower and grass......

A small bird with a long emerald green tail flew to the top of Tang Ze's head, flying up and down, as if it didn't feel any danger, it probed its head to watch, and chirped non-stop, a cheerful and lovely appearance.

Tang Ze's body was just a leap, and he took the little bird in his hand. He stretched out his palm, the little bird stood in his palm, and immediately wanted to fly up, Tang Ze controlled the muscles in his palm to release the force, the little bird lost his strength, and Tang Ze used the silk to push it up. After a while, perhaps the little bird did not feel any danger from the "moving stone", and also felt that "the stone" was playing a game with it, and even thought the game was fun. So it simply screamed and played with Tang Ze.

When Tang Ze's palm contracted and discharged, it would accumulate strength and jump, and when Tang Ze's palm muscles tightened and accumulated, it fell steadily with the palm, and occasionally even turned around and chirped at Fang Yan, as if to say: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, you bastard.

In this way, the chirping of the birds became more and more cheerful, and one person and one bird were very happy.

Finally, feeling that the little bird was finally a little tired from playing, Tang Ze stopped, looked at the little cutie in his palm, and couldn't help but nod on its little head, signaling that the game was over and it could leave.

Then Tang Ze rose to his feet and gently sent the bird into the morning breeze.

The little bird was still playing games with Tang Ze, and when Tang Ze landed, it actually swooped down, standing firmly on his shoulder, chirping at Tang Ze's face, as if talking to him, but it refused to leave.

Tang Ze chuckled and teased him for a while before placing it on a nearby rock and not looking at it again.

Tang Ze suddenly lowered his body and lay on the ground like a humanoid tiger, his hands and feet on the ground, and his body center of gravity shifted back. The muscles of the whole body did not tremble at all, and at the same time, he constantly adjusted his breathing and controlled the internal strength in his body.

Then I saw that his back arched slightly, his spine rose and lurked like a long dragon, with a specific frequency between his mouth and nose breathing, and the whole body's epithelia, muscles, bones, and muscles began to vibrate violently with each other, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. At first, he whispered like a lover, but then it was like a thunderous roar, and so on rose and lurked nine times, and finally, the sounds from his body converged into one stream, forming a clear and high-spirited dragon roar.

At this time, the internal strength of Tang Ze's whole body was already running, between breathing, between internal strength, and the movements on his body were perfectly coordinated.

The huge but still controllable internal energy passed from his finger bones and foot finger bones to his arm bones and leg bones, and then passed upwards section by section to the inside of his body. Then his internal organs began to squirm at the frequency of the synergy between his internal strength and the sound of the dragon and the roar of the tiger. This frequency also causes the muscles and bones to start trembling.

Tang Ze constantly adjusted his body movements, breathing, internal strength handling, and the control of muscles, bones, skin, and flesh membranes...... At first, he still needs to concentrate all his attention and deliberately control the coordination problems in many aspects, but later, he has naturally entered this state.

Eventually, he reached that frequency recorded in "Dragon and Tiger Hug Dangong"!