Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 55 Yingshi
Bai Mo shook his head. He had never been interested in poetry. It was okay to memorize poetry. If he was asked to compose poetry, it would be easier than fighting a zombie.

He looked at the mace in his hand, thoughtfully.

Just now, he wanted to return the mace, but Mr. Qin refused. He only said that if he met a descendant of the Qin family in the future, he would return the mace to the Qin family. If not, he would keep it for himself.

On the side, Li He finished reciting a poem.

Mr. Qin personally poured a glass of wine for Li He and was full of admiration, "I admire Chang Ji's talent, but it's just a poem. Working hard would be a pain in the neck. I see that Chang Ji is weak and needs to be cherished."

Later, Mr. Qin turned over his hand and took out two thumb-sized wolfberries and handed them to Li He. He said with a smile, "I have two wolfberries here, which can replenish yang and strengthen qi and increase qi and blood. Changji will take them. I hope there will be some improvement." improved.”

Li He was stunned for a moment, then quickly accepted it and was about to speak.

At this time, a pheasant in the courtyard suddenly chirped loudly.

Mr. Qin's eyes moved slightly, he stood up and said with a smile, "It's almost dawn, it's time for you two to go back."

Before Bai Mo and Li He could reply, Mr. Qin suddenly stretched out his hand, and the next moment, a burst of rich green smoke blew past the two of them.

Bai Mo felt like the world was spinning, and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

The sun gradually rose, and a ray of morning light shone on my face.

Bai Mo's eyelids moved slightly, then he suddenly sat up and looked around.

He and Li He were seen sleeping in front of the tombstone. Over the tomb, green smoke loomed, and a vigorous old tree grew beside it.

He looked at the mace in his hand, as if waking up from a dream, and realized that what he experienced last night was not a dream.

Hearing the noise, Li He gradually woke up. After looking at Bai Mo, he understood.

Soon, in the dense forest.

Li He looked at the two thumb-sized wolfberries in his hand, raised his head and took one.

Most of the day passed, but the expected changes did not appear at all.

Li He frowned slightly.

"Brother He?" Bai Mo was also confused. After he drank the wine, the effect was immediate. Although it didn't last long and most of it dissipated afterwards, there were some benefits hidden in the body. There shouldn't be no change. .

After a while, Li He's heart moved, and he handed the other pill to Bai Mo and said with a smile, "It seems that this thing is not suitable for me. Brother Mo, give it a try."

Bai Mo nodded and took it casually. After a slight sniff, it had a slightly sweet aroma, which was similar to the wine Mr. Qin asked him to drink.

As the aroma entered his nose, a strong feeling of weakness suddenly surged from all parts of his body. He subconsciously put the wolfberry into his mouth, his throat moved instinctively, and he swallowed it.

When he came to his senses, Bai Mo's expression changed slightly, and the next moment, a wave of heat surged out of his belly and flowed to every part of his body.Crackling!

The muscles and bones all over his body made a series of explosions as the heat flow continued to wash over him, and his strength increased rapidly. Tender flesh visibly grew out of the wound, and it became intact in the blink of an eye.

"So swollen!!" Bai Mo didn't have time to think too much, and he started punching and kicking in the forest over and over again. Wudu Fist, Chiyang Shou, Da Demon Subduing Fist, Vajra Fist, and Monument Slammer were constantly alternating. Every detail has been taken care of.

His movements were sometimes slow and sometimes hurried, practicing what he had learned every move. He was not limited to a fixed number of moves. One moment he was as light as the wind, and the next moment he was powerful and heavy, as fast as thunder!
Punch, kick kick, turn, lean back, bend and rise and fall, all kinds of strange things are involved, and the postures are unpredictable.

The moves include force, the force includes the body, the body includes steps, the hands include the ribs, the ribs include the shoulders, the shoulders include the elbows, the elbows include the wrists, and the wrists include the hands.

There were gusts of strong wind all over the body. Suddenly, the strength of the whole body was concentrated in one point, condensed in the fingers, and then slowly spread to all the major joints of the body.

The body, hands, eyes, steps, feet, shins, knees, hips, ribs, shoulders, chest, back, palms, and fingers all have their own mysteries, and the mysteries and mysteries correspond to each other, endlessly.

The force between his fists and feet became more and more concentrated, and the air crackled loudly. The branches and leaves on the ground were driven by the strong wind from his fists and feet, and flew all over the sky.

The muscles and bones kept cracking, and the punches and kicks became more and more exaggerated. In the end, it was simply beyond what a human body could do.

In this vast dense forest, Bai Mo regarded the trees as his enemies, fighting against each other head-on.

Stepping, punching, waving palms, turning sideways, pushing elbows, turning around, raising knees, kicking, shaking feet. Repeatedly at different angles, these few extremely simple movements have not been repeated in hundreds of attacks.It's like being alone in the midst of an army, and you'll die if you stop.

Every part of his body, whether it's fists, elbows, palms, knees, or feet, has become his most sharp and direct attack method! ! !
As fast as thunder, ruthless and sharp, killing with one blow.The body moves like clouds and flowing water, continuously and without any stagnation.Eclectic and ever-changing.

Hands and hands are humble to each other, and every step is odd and even.Up and down, up and down, front and back, left and right, whatever your heart desires, a sense of completeness emerges spontaneously.

During the movement, he was light and steady, and bursts of pure strength were transmitted continuously through the joints of the body, in an endless cycle.Vibrates the air, forming streams of air.The dead branches and leaves and vines in the dense forest flew away.

After a while, Bai Mo felt that no part of his body was blocked, and all the strength in his body was integrated, and he could hit it out anytime and anywhere.

His feet moved slightly, and his whole body suddenly jumped up to ten feet high, as if he was stepping on the wind. When he reached the highest point, his body exerted force, and his body fell instantly, like a sharp arrow, and like a thousand-jin weight. It was very clean and neat, and he really landed on the ground. In the end, it was like a civet cat or ape, agile and gentle, leaving only a shallow footprint on the dead leaves.

After standing still, Bai Mo suddenly punched an ancient tree that was almost as thick as a human. The force exploded instantly with unparalleled force. The ancient tree snapped in response, and sawdust shot out into the forest, destroying the nearby ancient tree. The bark of the tree is riddled with holes.

The next moment, he turned his fist into a palm and patted another tree gently. It was as gentle as a normal touch. But if you cut down the tree and look at it, you will find that the texture of the tree where the palm fell has been distorted. It's so bad that if there is no accident, this tree will not survive. It will only gradually wither and die, and will be blown off by the wind at some unknown time.

A leaf fell from the treetop and was caught between his fingers. Then he flicked it and flew several feet into the air, cutting off a twig.

He held the mace in his hand, turned his wrist, and slashed with force, and a mountain rock suddenly fell into pieces.

"It rises like the wind, falls like an arrow, combines hardness and softness, and combines strength! Cutting birds with a sword! Lifting a weight is as light as a light! This is the realm of a hero!" Bai Mo waved his fists and kicks wantonly, feeling very happy in his heart. After three glasses of wine before, he felt courageous. The feeling of arousal seemed to reappear before my eyes.

(End of this chapter)