Chapter 109: Butterfly dance

The effort paid off, and in the second half of the night, a trace of purple gas finally left his dantian, like a snail crawling forward, toward his damaged meridians.
When the sky was dark, the purple qi finally reached the damaged meridians. Zhou Xing once again managed to heal the injury, but this time it was an immediate effect. After a few breaths, the damaged meridians returned to the same level as before. Every time he breathed The pain also disappeared.
Zhou Xing couldn't believe it, so he got out of bed and moved his body to a large extent in the room. There was no more pain around his body, and he took a few deep breaths without exception.
"God!" Zhou Xing was overjoyed.
After a while, the bell rang, and it was morning class time again. Zhou Xing immediately went out after finishing his clothes and ran into Yang Wang head on.
Yang Wang saw Zhou Xing come out, and couldn't help being surprised: "You have been seriously injured. You should rest for three to five days. Why did you come out?"
Zhou Xing was taken aback for a moment and hurriedly said, "Actually, it's not that heavy. After taking your medicine, it is very effective. I don't think it will be a big problem. Going to fight and boxing will make you recover faster."
"You vomited blood yesterday!" Yang Wang was dubious about Zhou Xing's words. He knew that although his medicine was effective, it was not an elixir.
"It's okay, let's go! You will be punished for being late!" Zhou Xing changed the subject and pulled Yang Wang straight to the square.
Today’s morning class is exactly the same as yesterday. When punching, Zhou Xing’s movements are more proficient. He feels that his blood is running much faster than usual, so he pays more attention to this set of boxing techniques, always feeling that there is a deep meaning in it, but he can’t penetrate it for a while. .
After the morning class, several people came to see him yesterday, all surprised at his ability to recover. Zhou Xing said that Brother Ge was merciful, and Ge Xiong didn't say anything, it was acquiescence.
Zhou Xing found that Lin Meng'er's eyes were always staring at him, as if he had something to say, he really didn't want to be extravagant, and he didn't care what Lin Meng'er thought, so he hurriedly left with a few people and went back to his cabin.
After closing the door, Zhou Xing immediately went to bed and meditated cross-legged, breathing out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In fact, the level of Xuan Yuan Qi is divided according to the movement speed of its meridians in the body. A stick of incense running for one week is the first level. , Running nine days of the week is the ninth level, and with his current skill, let alone a stick of incense, even a whole day can't be lucky for a week.
Zhou Xing continued to breathe in and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby increasing the amount of profound energy in his body, which helped to increase the speed of the profound energy, and this required time, a lot of time.
The only thing Zhou Xing lacks now is time. He doesn't know how long a day here is equivalent to outside. It is estimated that it will not be a one-to-one ratio. Otherwise, by the end of the year, Dawn City is already a different world, even if he goes back.了meaning.
The progress is too slow, what should I do? Zhou Xing couldn't help becoming impetuous, sweating on his forehead.
Suddenly, Zhou Xing thought of punching in the morning class every day. Every time he punched, his blood flowed several times faster than usual. He couldn't help but think about it. What would happen if he punched and vomited?
One movement and one quietness, combining two into one, and one mind and two purposes. This was extremely difficult to do, but Zhou Xing could not think of another way, so he became a dead horse doctor, so he jumped out of bed and started Clumsy attempt.
In a blink of an eye, another day passed. Zhou Xing kept fusing together and was so exhausted that he was a little slouched during the morning class. However, his exploration direction was correct, and the speed of Xuan Yuan Qi was indeed higher than before. It’s only a matter of time before reaching the first level.
As soon as the morning class was over, Zhou Xing temporarily changed his mind and stopped returning to the house. Although the hut was quiet, the space was small and the air was not well circulated. It was not suitable for his dynamic and static cultivation method. So he left the crowd and wandered in the mountains and forests, and finally found a secluded place with a few large rocks around. Covering is really an excellent place for practice.
Seeing that there was no one around, Zhou Xing opened his posture to practice, one move and one move, with a clear eye, and at the same time, he had to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and soon entered a state of selflessness.
Zhou Xing's concentration is much higher than that of ordinary people. Once he does something, he can continue to do it earnestly, with little distraction, so when he feels a little tired, it is already dusk. He was about to rest for a while, and then, he heard the sound of rustling, which was obviously different from the sound of wind or the rubbing of branches and leaves.
"Who?" Zhou Xing immediately became alert, scanned the surroundings, and asked loudly.
No one agreed.
Zhou Xing is convinced that he heard it right, especially now that he is practicing bigu, his five senses are much sharper than before. It’s hard to say that he was immersed in the exercise just now. Now that he has escaped, he will never hear it wrong.
He yelled again, but no one paid any attention to him. He left the place lightly and slowly walked behind the stone. After walking for half a circle, he saw a little girl wearing a coarse cloth and carrying a bamboo basket. Crouching behind the rock, he looked like he was afraid of being discovered.
Zhou Xing couldn't help being angry and funny before seeing this person, so he said: "Don't hide, I saw you."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"You are not hiring yourself!" Zhou Xing smiled, "It's okay, just watch it, I don't care. Do you want to go up the mountain to practice? I can take you to try it, maybe any elder will accept it. Down you."
The little girl hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No need, I am from the mountain, Tian Yuanzong."
"Ah? Then how do you wear this suit?" Zhou Xing didn't understand.
"They said that I was born with a blocked acupuncture point, so I can't practice, and only let me do chores." The little girl looked at her toes and said honestly.
"How old are you and what's your name? My name is Zhou Xing."
"Hello, Brother Zhou, my name is Diewu, and I am 16."
"Die Wu, this name is quite unique." Zhou Xing smiled.
Die Wu blushed and said: "Elder Sun said that I was an abandoned baby. He found me in the grass. At that time, he saw a few butterflies flying around, so he named me Die Wu."
Turns out to be an orphan, Zhou Xing felt compassionate and said, "This is a good name. By the way, were you watching me punch?"
Die Wu hesitated, nodded lightly, and said, "Elder Sun said that I can't practice, so I won't let me watch your practice. I didn't mean it, but happened to be passing by. This is the first time I saw it. ...I'm sorry, am I breaking the rules?"
Zhou Xing shook his head and said, "Whatever the rules and irregularities, even if you can't practice, it's always right to learn some punches and keep fit."
Die Wu smiled shyly, his face flushed.
Zhou Xing felt that the little girl was quite interesting. Seeing that she was always carrying a bamboo basket, he pointed to the bamboo basket and asked her: "What's in there?"