Chapter 2 National Arts

Liu Ruoshui looked at the red deer that was constantly struggling on the ground, sighed, and then said, "Deer, deer, if you meet me, you will be unlucky." ”

Let's say it, Liu Ruoshui put his right palm on the red deer's forehead, and then exhaled vigorously, and it ended its life.

Liu Ruoshui lifted the deer's head, exposing its neck, then lowered its head and bit its neck.

Liu Ruoshui didn't have a knife or anything like that, so he could only eat in the most savage way.

I felt the deer blood rush to my throat and swallowed it immediately. The deer blood was bloody and pungent when he first entered his mouth, but after a few sips, he didn't feel how bad it smelled, Liu Ruoshui drank more than a dozen big mouthfuls until his stomach was full, and then he left his mouth.

"Happy!" Liu Ruoshui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and exclaimed.

In red deer, the most valuable thing is naturally deer antler, followed by deer blood. For Liu Ruoshui, deer blood is not only food, but also a tonic.

Liu Ruoshui had long realized that the bones of his body were not bad, but it was too weak, because of long-term malnutrition, his body was too deficient, and he needed a tonic like deer blood to replenish it.

Liu Ruoshui actually wanted to take advantage of the medicinal power of the deer blood to run Tai Chi for another three or four weeks, but he didn't have time to do so.

Because, the wolf is coming.

Maybe it's because of the smell of deer blood, maybe it's because of Liu Ruoshui's smell, but whatever it is, these wild wolves have already taken Liu Ruoshui as their prey.

There were not many wolves, a total of twenty-seven wolves, perhaps because there were too many wolves, so they were not full, and they needed to hunt again.

Liu Ruoshui didn't run, he knew that the wolf's explosive speed could be comparable to that of a galloping wild horse, and comparable to a first-class master on the rivers and lakes, so it was useless to escape.

Although he was already facing the threat of death, Liu Ruoshui was not nervous, although he knew that maybe the next moment, he would be buried in the belly of the wolf, but he was still not nervous, on the contrary, his spirit seemed to be a little slackened because of this.

Breathe deeply.

After seeing the arrival of the wolves, the ups and downs on Liu Ruoshui's chest became more and more stable, almost maintaining the same arc, his breathing was long and powerful, and his eyes were always focused on the body of the huge wolf king.

After Liu Ruoshui was reincarnated, his internal strength had been lost, even if it was a skill, due to his physical skills at this time, there were not a few points left, but there was one thing that was still retained.

That is the spirit of Liu Ruoshui.

The eyes are the windows of the spirit.

So, the wolf king didn't dare to move.

It sensed the danger, as if a shotgun was pointed at its head, like a knife resting on its neck, so that it could not help but lie on the ground, not daring to move.

"It's a pity, but that's all it can be. ”

Liu Ruoshui sighed, then slowly closed his eyes.

The spirit finally has to rely on **, and he can't use his spiritual power for a long time.

It's only a moment, but it's enough.

Wolves, the animals that weigh the pros and cons the most.

Hearing a "whoosh", the wolf king turned his head in horror and ran back in the direction he came.

As soon as the wolf king moved, the remaining wild wolves retreated with the wolf king.

Looking at the retreating wolves, Liu Ruoshui smiled bitterly, and then he grabbed one of the calves of the red deer with his hand, then tore off a piece of meat from it, and then chewed it slowly.

He wouldn't complain about his bad luck, because he knew that if he had the strength of his previous life, these wolves would just be ants.

The reason why this dilemma and desperate situation has occurred is only because his strength is too poor!

Since Liu Ruoshui was "invincible in the world", this was the first time he had a thirst for strength.

After Liu Ruoshui breathed for a while, he sat cross-legged on the ground, breathed and breathed, and started to operate according to the walking route of the "Gewu Heart Sutra".

After a moment, Liu Ruoshui couldn't help frowning.

The effect is too poor, the "Gewu Heart Sutra" is the top secret book he tailor-made for himself, and its effect naturally goes without saying, but the effect of his cultivation of the "Gewu Heart Sutra" is not even as good as one-tenth of the cultivation of the "Quanzhen Introductory Heart Method".

Too poor a qualification?

Liu Ruoshui quickly rejected the idea, because he had already determined that although the root bones of his body were not excellent, they were also the upper level.

Too bad?

That is naturally a joke, although the "Gewu Heart Sutra" may not be able to surpass the top cheats such as the "Yijin Sutra" and the "Nine Yin True Sutra", but it is only between the two of them.

Then, there is only one possibility left, a reason that makes countless warriors desperate.

The concentration of aura between heaven and earth is too low!

Liu Ruoshui has even guessed that the time he is in now should be from the middle of the Qing Dynasty to the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, because before the Qing Dynasty, the aura between heaven and earth was quite strong, and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the aura between heaven and earth completely collapsed.

This is the time for the aura to be so bland.

"It's okay, it's just a little troublesome, not hopeless. ”

Although Liu Ruoshui was a little disappointed, with his temperament, it was impossible to immerse himself in disappointment for a long time.

In fact, even if the aura between heaven and earth completely collapsed, he would not feel hopeless.

As the so-called "Heaven and Earth Infinite Road", the concentration of aura between heaven and earth is low, which will only make him miserable, but it will not be completely helpless.

"However, internal strength cannot be cultivated. ”

Liu Ruoshui knew that with the environment at this time, it was impossible to cultivate internal strength, no matter how talented he was, he could at most cultivate to the point of "refining qi and transforming gods".

This is the number of days, not something that can be changed by manpower.

If you can't cultivate internal strength, then you can only cultivate national arts.

In this era, it is not suitable for cultivating internal strength, but it is most suitable for cultivating national arts. Because the national art is "a kind of kung fu that only kills, not performs, and in this chaotic era, the most lacking thing is war and killing."

The sword immortal Li Jinglin, the tiger head Shaobao Sun Lutang, and Li Shuwen, who was known by the world as "the only fight of steel fists and the magic spear Li Shuwen", all emerged in this era.

If he can cultivate to the highest level of national art, "breaking the void and seeing the gods", it will not be inferior to "refining the void and merging the way".

Thinking of this, Liu Ruoshui directly tore off a piece of horse leg from the red deer, and then chewed it in a big gulp.

The most important thing in cultivating national art is that the blood and qi are sufficient, so although you are no longer hungry, you still have to eat a little more.

After eating half of the horse's leg, Liu Ruoshui made a punch in the open space, moved his muscles and bones, and began to stand on the three-body pile.

The head, body, tail (tail vertebrae), the three-body pile, is the three-body pile, which is the most basic kung fu in the national arts.

Liu Ruoshui slowly stood up from memory, feeling every inch of his spine from top to bottom, his center of gravity fell to the tail vertebrae, and his hair suddenly rose and his pores closed, as if the heat that was dispersed was forced back.

Although Zhang Xiao knows Taijiquan, he knows the oldest "Zhang's Taiji".

Although Zhang Sanfeng's Taijiquan is also an internal boxing, the era in which he lives is still abundant. He doesn't have to worry about the problem of aura, so Taijiquan is not only an internal boxing, but also a martial arts method from the inside out.

From the perspective of pure national arts, "Zhang's Taiji" is a bit out of place. Therefore, what he practiced was not "Zhang's Taiji", but "Xingyi Boxing".

Dragon-shaped, tiger-shaped, monkey-shaped, horse-shaped, chicken-shaped, harrier-shaped, swallow-shaped, snake-shaped, dragon-shaped, Xiao-shaped, eagle-shaped, bear-shaped, Liu Ruoshui repeatedly practiced the "Xingyi Fist Twelve Styles" five or six times, and only stopped when the sky was a little dark.

(Thanks to the five industries for rewarding 10 starting coins, the spring breeze is proud but forgetful to reward 10 starting coins, thank you for the breeze smiling lonely and lonely rewarding 10 starting coins, thank you for strangling a river of spring water to the east to reward 10 starting coins, thank you for a little sadness and reward 10 starting coins.) )