The heavens start from the Palace of Transferring Flowers

Chapter 46
Soon it was dark, and the fire from the fire made everyone's faces flush.

Several people were chatting while eating dry food, but Jiang Chen couldn't intervene.

After eating, they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice.

And Jiang Chen took out the "Taizu Changquan" and read it with the help of the firelight. After reading the book a hundred times, he saw its righteousness.

After reading it again, Jiang Chen's understanding deepened again.

"It's convenient for me to go, and I'll be back in a while."

"Well, don't go too far."

"Don't worry, my horse is here, how far do you think I can run with two legs."

"That's right, you go and come back quickly."

Jiang Chen walked straight into the woods, and the more he walked in, there were more and more cemeteries, and this place turned out to be a "mass burial mound".

Many of the cemeteries here don't even have a tombstone, and some of the soil bags have even been torn apart, which is probably done by wild animals.

Jiang Chen saw that he had walked far enough, and it didn't matter whether this was a "mass burial mound" or a hell on earth, he closed his eyes and recalled the boxing moves of "Taizu Changquan", and some insights flowed in his heart.

Opening his eyes suddenly, his face full of confidence, he began to swing his fists and feet.

"Taizu Changquan" has a total of 64 strokes. Each stroke is strong with softness and softness with rigidity. The moves are mutually restrained.

But to be able to do it first, the boxing has reached the level of proficiency.

Jiang Chen practiced from the first form "Taizu Changquan" all the way to the 64th form, all the boxing moves, the movement characteristics are exactly the same as those in the boxing manual, only one time can achieve the same shape, one time can reach this level, Already a rare martial arts prodigy, this martial arts talent is too strong.

After beating once, Jiang Chen only felt happy all over his body, and spit out a mouthful of stagnant air in his heart, feeling happy in his heart.

He couldn't help but to fight a second time. As time passed, his punching speed became faster and faster, and finally he gave birth to a punching style, a powerful offensive and defensive movement. The movements are chic and free, and the posture is graceful, giving people an artistic aesthetic feeling.

Jiang Chen didn't know how long he had been practicing, but when he heard someone calling his name, his long-stored inner strength poured into his fist, and he punched the tree with thick arms.

"boom!"

A tree as thick as an arm was smashed with one punch, but Jiang Chen's fist was not damaged at all.

"I am coming!"

Jiang Chen immediately ran towards the voice, and when he saw a few court ladies, he immediately greeted them.

"Didn't you go to take a pee? Why did it take so long?"

"I want to urinate, but suddenly my stomach hurts, and then I have diarrhea, which makes me weak. If you don't believe me, I will take you to find a shit."

"Hey! It's disgusting, don't talk about it, let's go back."

Returning to the fire, Jiang Chen sat down and recalled the boxing practice just now.

According to what they said, he had left for half an hour just now.

In half an hour, he has practiced his boxing skills to the point where he can enter the room.

This talent is no one else.

I have already mentioned the division of the realm of martial arts. The realm of martial arts can be divided into first glimpse, entry into the room, integration, proficiency, perfection, and perfection.

To be able to enter the classroom in one hour, this talent is too perverted.

Jiang Chen used the branches to stir the firewood on the fire, while comprehending the boxing moves, he didn't even know the passage of time.

Suddenly a maid screamed.

"There's a ghost!"

The court lady yelled and pointed in the direction of the woods.

Other maids including Jiang Chen also saw it.

I saw light blue flames floating in the woods. This flame was floating among the trees, and there was more than one flame, probably seven or eight.

Several girls were trembling with fright, and suddenly saw "wild fire" floating towards them, two of the girls who were close to Jiang Chen hugged Jiang Chen in fright.

Hugging so tightly, other girls also surrounded him, Jiang Chen pretended to care, hugging left and right, taking advantage of everything.

These young girls have practiced martial arts for a long time, and their figures are really nothing to say.

Now Jiang Chen is very comfortable.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, no ghosts or ghosts can get close."

Jiang Chen's coquettish look really gave them a lot of comfort.

Although Jiang Chen didn't know whether there were ghosts or not in this world, he still knew about such things as "ghost fire".

"Woman's fire" is "phosphorus fire", usually in the countryside, more than in the dry days of summer, it appears among the tombs. But occasionally it also appears in the city.

Because human bones contain phosphorus, after the body rots and changes, it will generate phosphine, which has a very low ignition point and can spontaneously combust.When walking, it will drive it to move behind (because the flow velocity is high and the pressure is low), looking back, it is very scary, so it is called "wisps" by those timid or superstitious people.

The color of the will-o'-the-wisp changes with the color of the elements contained in the human body.We can often see three colors of will-o'-the-wisps: green, blue, and red. If there are special colors, it means that the dead body contains a lot of certain trace elements.

Finally the "wild fire" disappeared, Jiang Chen had no choice but to withdraw his pretentious hands and return to a serious appearance.

"As I said, I dare not approach any ghosts."

Look at a few girls with flushed faces and shortness of breath. Whether it's because of fright or someone's mischief, I can make up my own mind.

Several girls left Jiang Chen's side in a hurry, and faced Jiang Chen again, their eyes dodged, their faces were shy, and they didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

Jiang Chen behaved normally, he must not let them see the suspicion of taking advantage of the fire, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

The night gradually deepened, and the surroundings were very quiet, with occasional calls of crows and wild beasts, which seemed a bit creepy in the "mass grave".

Jiang Chen leaned against a tree and practiced with his eyes closed. An hour later, he opened his eyes and saw that everyone had fallen asleep. He also closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Jiang Chen woke up because they woke him up.

Jiang Chen stood up, his body was a little stiff, especially his neck was a bit inflexible.

He did a few stretches in place, and things got better.

After washing with the water in the water bag, Jiang Chen ate the dry food, and a group of people prepared to set off.

The horse galloped all the way, the speed was very fast, Jiang Chen was still practicing with his eyes closed.

In the next few days, Jiang Chen will look for opportunities to cultivate his internal strength in the morning, afternoon, and evening.

When he came to the range of Yihua Palace, Jiang Chen's zhenqi increased a lot, and he had a faint feeling that he would break through the third layer of "Ming Yu Gong" soon.

Stepping into the sphere of influence of Yihua Palace again, he felt like a sheep was in the mouth of a tiger.

At this time, he was not the young man who had no power to restrain a chicken, even if he fought to the death, even Yaoyue couldn't take advantage of it.

Yaoyue and Lianxing already knew that Jiang Chen was coming.

At this time, Yaoyue and Lianxing are both rouge and powder in their bedroom, and the feeling of seeing their lover soon is excited, nervous, or looking forward to it.

The two put on gorgeous brocade palace attire, and when they met, they were a little surprised at each other's beauty.

They lead the maids of honor to the palace.

And Jiang Chen went up the steps step by step with a few maids in the palace. His mood was relatively calm. For him, there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia for this place except Lian Xing.

(End of this chapter)