This morning, Yuan Xiaoguan finished practicing the knife, and asked the ancestor of the blood knife to comment and give advice. After www.biquge.info asked a few questions about knife skills, he took the opportunity to put forward the idea of learning light skills.

When the Blood Knife Ancestor heard this, he shook his head and said: "Learning light skills must be supported by internal strength, if you have practiced internal strength for less than a month, I am afraid that internal strength is still lacking." ”

"Master, the apprentice's internal strength already has a certain foundation, I want to try!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor groaned and didn't answer, and at this time, Gu Mozhi, who was watching the excitement on the side, spoke: "Yuan Xiaoyou's comprehension is extraordinary, and the speed of learning martial arts is unbelievable, but the cultivation of this internal skill has nothing to do with comprehension, it is a water mill that drips water through stones, you have practiced Dragon Elephant Gong for less than a month, and your internal strength must be insufficient. ”

"But ......"

Yuan Xiaoguan was about to say more, but the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on his wrist, and then an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face: "How come!

Yuan Xiaoguan shook his head: "No, I just meditate and cultivate." ”

"Then have you practiced according to the method I said? How many circles of pranayama do you have in each Xiao Zhou Tian?"

"This ......," Yuan Xiaoguan said with some hesitation, "I adjust my pranayama every time...... 36 laps!"

"What!" the Blood Knife Ancestor was taken aback, "Didn't I tell you that you can't breathe more than 12 laps at a time......!

"Master, after 12 rounds of pranayama each time, I am not tired at all, and my muscles and veins do not have the fiery and sore feeling you said, so ......"

Before Yuan Xiaoguan's words were finished, the frightened Gu Mozhi also rushed forward, grabbed his other hand, and kneaded it one by one from his fingers to his shoulder: "Strange, the muscles are tight, there is no depression, it doesn't look like it is overly damaged." ”

When the Blood Knife Ancestor heard this, he put his mind at ease, and then asked a few more words about Yuan Xiaoguan's situation when he was practicing, and finally let out a long breath, and the look on his face changed from worry to surprise: "Hahaha, good apprentice, your bones are simply ...... It is...... I don't know how to express it, you're such a demon. ”

The Blood Knife Ancestor was okay, he had long known that his apprentice was a demon, and Huiguang had never learned martial arts, so he couldn't figure it out. But Gu Mozhi is a person who understands, he was startled by Yuan Xiaoguan's superhuman roots, and after learning that Yuan Xiaoguan didn't feel anything every time he breathed 36 laps on a small Sunday, Gu Mozhi's whole person was Spartan.

You must know that the speed of learning depends on understanding, and the speed of martial arts training depends on the root bones. This bone does not refer to bones, but to the flesh and blood of the meridians of the whole body. The higher the root bones, the thicker and stronger the meridians of the whole body, not only have strong resistance to internal injuries and madness, but most importantly, they can withstand higher intensity of exercise and withstand more conversion of qi, blood and internal breath.

Ordinary people rest internal strength, a day of internal breath cycle ten times eight times is already very remarkable, no matter how much it may make the meridians unbearable, and pranayama and carry internal strength is also careful, for fear of damaging the meridians, although the practice of dragon elephant gong rarely uses tendons and veins, but the internal breath runs in the muscles and flesh is also a truth, excessive practice is easy to cause injury. But Yuan Xiaoguan is different, his strong meridians and muscles can withstand more cycles and higher intensity of internal breath transport, not only more times of internal breath conversion cycles every day, but also more internal breath each time of pranayama transfer, and internal strength cultivation is naturally much faster than ordinary people.

"The old monk only said that Yuan Xiaoyou was very intelligent, but he didn't know that you also had superhuman talent in martial arts. Gu Mozhi sighed, "In the past, the Nyingma sect leader once praised the old monk's root bone qualification for a hundred years, but such a root bone qualification as Xiaoyou, the old monk has never heard of, and I am afraid that it will be rare for thousands of years or ten thousand years! ”

Looking at Gu Mozhi's stunned expression, the Blood Knife Ancestor was very proud: "Old guy, it's late, now that he is already my apprentice, don't think about beating him." ”

Gu Mozhi said sincerely: "Then congratulations to Senior Brother for accepting a good apprentice!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor was complacent for a while, and after being happy, he agreed to Yuan Xiaoguan's request and personally went down to teach him basic light skills.

After the explanation of the Blood Knife Ancestor, Yuan Xiaoguan found that the "improvement" of basic light power is actually a method that uses the high-speed operation of internal power to form a reaction force in the body or form an energy flow that can be borrowed, so as to counteract gravity or change the body shape. To put it simply, it is to drive the internal force to flow into the wind, and the body to resist the wind. Of course, this wind is just a metaphor, in fact, it is just using the internal force to communicate with the external air flow to generate additional driving force, and there are many details and skills in the specific operation.

It is no wonder that learning internal strength requires a certain foundation of internal force, because if the internal force is insufficient or the muscles and veins are not enough, it is impossible to make the internal force run at high speed.

Due to his ultra-high innate attributes, Yuan Xiaoguan is very efficient in learning light skills. The ultra-high root bone allows him to drive the internal force faster, the ultra-high body allows him to better adapt to the external force and maintain balance, and the ultra-high comprehension allows him to memorize those complex exercises at one time.

Therefore, what Gu Mozhi saw was that every time the Blood Knife Ancestor taught a light exercise method, Yuan Xiaoguan could make it exactly right, and after half a day, he had already taught the most basic method of lifting and longitudinal and the body shape and pace that matched it, but he didn't try much because of the lack of internal strength.

Gu Mozhi doubted that if Yuan Xiaoguan had enough internal strength, he would not have learned all the light exercises and longitudinal methods in half a day. And Gu Mozhi is not the only one who has this kind of thought, the Blood Knife Ancestor saw that his apprentice was so powerful, and even began to think about passing on the gong to Yuan Xiaoguan.

Seeing the Blood Knife Ancestor pacing back and forth eager to try, Gu Mozhi guessed his thoughts, and persuaded him loudly: "Yuan Xiao Guantian is a genius, he will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future, you master must not do stupid things." Relying on external forces to forcibly expand the dantian will also hinder his future practice, and without the accumulated experience and perception of punching the acupoints, it will become difficult for him to practice internal strength in this life, and his final achievements will be affected. Moreover, the amount of power you spend is less than one ten, and even if you exhaust all your strength, he will not be able to become a master in one day. ”

Gu Mozhi's words calmed down the Blood Knife Ancestor, and finally dispelled the idea of passing on the gong.

After a few days, the business of the inn gradually improved, first there were two pilgrims and female dependents, and then many men and women came, more sharp, less accommodation, and there was an endless stream of coming and going. The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at those female dependents with his eyes shining, but he knew that now was not the time to have fun, but he also held on to it and did not cause trouble.

During the meal, Yuan Xiaoguan eavesdropped on the conversation of the innkeepers and learned three important news:

First, the news of Kumachi's death has already spread, and a large number of believers will come to mourn in the near future. At that time, there will be a sea of people inside and outside the temple, and this small inn will definitely be full.

The second is that the king ordered the Blood Knife Ancestor and a wandering little lama to be wanted in the whole of Tubo. On the road from the Great Wheel Monastery to the Holy Lake and then to the city of Rakha, all the passes are plastered with wanted portraits of two lamas, one old and one young.

The third is that the head of the Gusu Murong family was favored by the king and was named General Weiru to lead the military affairs of the royal city.

"Okay! The rivers and lakes are bounty, the government is wanted, it's best to arrest Lao Tzu all over the world!" Yuan Xiaoguan secretly hated in his heart, "This Murong Fuzhen TM has a good life, and he has become an idiot king, and he has become a general." Look, it won't be long before he will pretend to be public and private, and use the national strength of Tibet to restore the country for him. ”

Back in the backyard, the four of them discussed the current situation, and the final result was to wait and see what happened.

The way out was blocked, and the current situation was very unfavorable, but Yuan Xiaoguan had money, lived in an inn to eat and drink, and a small courtyard for him to practice martial arts, and his life was not bad. After there were more people, he gave the shopkeeper a sum of money, and asked him to send three meals a day to the backyard, completely returning to the life of an otaku.

Seven days later, the reincarnation ceremony of the false Gumachi was held at the Great Wheel Temple, and the believers who came to watch the ceremony lined up from the square of the Great Wheel Temple to the foot of the mountain, and Yuan Xiaoguan saw a bit of religious fanaticism and piety. On this day, the real Kuma Chi has been staying in the house and chanting the scriptures, which sounds like a mantra for the past, and I don't know if he is chanting the sutra for the fake Kumachi or saying goodbye to his past.

The turning ceremony will be carried out for 7 days, and Yuan Xiaoguan and the others have all stayed in the courtyard and have not gone out. All of his martial arts have improved, except for the basic light skills, which are only 18 levels due to the lack of internal strength, and all the martial arts are moving towards 60 levels. This kind of speed is simply a heaven and an underground compared to level 24 in the previous two hours. At first, Yuan Xiaoguan was a little discouraged, but he immediately adjusted his mentality, because he knew that the more his martial arts came to the end, the more difficult it would be to improve. Practicing martial arts in the martial arts supreme game requires experience and potential, and the experience and potential required for martial arts improvement are increased in geometric progression, and the number of experience and potential required to improve n+1 level martial arts to n+1 level is n+1 squared, that is, it takes 4 points of experience and potential to upgrade level 1 martial arts to level 2, and 9 points are required to upgrade level 2 to level 3, and it is more and more difficult to upgrade martial arts after that, and after hundreds of levels, the number of experience potentials required to upgrade to a level of martial arts is tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, and these experience potentials often have to be saved for several years.

Since there is this law in the game, practicing martial arts in reality must not be much worse, so Yuan Xiaoguan quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to practice. On this day, he was jumping up and down in the yard to practice basic light skills, when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the yard. Yuan Xiaoguan looked out from the crack in the door of the compound, but saw a man who looked like an official swaggering into the inn, and said loudly as he walked inside: "Where is the shopkeeper's death?"

The shopkeeper of this inn is a short and fat Central Plains man, as soon as he saw the posture of the person, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face: "This master, do you want to stay in the store?"

The official did not answer, took out a yellow silk cloth with words from his bosom, shook it, and said loudly: "According to the king's order, the war between Tibet and China is imminent, in order to prevent the spies of China from getting involved, starting today, arrest and imprison all the Central Plains people in Tubo until the truce - take them away!"

As soon as his voice fell, several officers and soldiers with weapons rushed in from outside the door, tied up the shopkeeper who was wailing and begging for mercy, and dragged him out with punches and kicks.

"What! Hua and Tibet are at war!"

Yuan Xiaoguan stayed behind the door and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.