Chapter 111: Collision of 2 worlds

The unicorn is embroidered on a wide Tsing Yi, iron ruler is hung on the waist, chains are tied around the arms, and a long knife is on his shoulders.
Amazingly the dress of Dafeng's six doors and five products.
"The five-pin catcher of six doors ..."
Wei Yu's face changed.
"Six doors."
The faces of the remaining guests in the lobby also changed.
"Five Pin Heads ..."
An Qisheng's eyes flashed.
The Dafeng dynasty had two major violent institutions, of which Jin Yiwei supervised the world, six doors supervised Wulin, and the two major violent institutions had great influence.
The two major violent institutions each have nine grades, which fits the Jiufu world ’s nine grade martial arts classification.
Outer refining triples corresponds to seven to nine grades, and inner refining triples corresponds to six to four grades.
Over time, the martial arts of the various countries have gradually adopted this title, since the difference between high and low.
It is only the seventh grade that the outside is the third grade, and the five grades that come from people must be the masters who have gone through the viscera and have been involved in the bone marrow.
The comer wrapped his arms around his chest, his voice was low:
"I am a man of iron, with six doors and five grades arrested. From here on, there were many killings of martial arts people in the counties of Ronghuafu. As the only survivor at present, I really do n’t know who was against you. Hand? "
"Tieshan captures his head."
An Qisheng got up and arched his hands:
"It's true, I'm running Sunday, old man. The comer suddenly arrived, and I didn't see the appearance of the comer until I received the merits.
He was slightly surprised.
The speed of Tieshan is very fast. He only settled in the inn yesterday, and he came to the door in the morning.
At the foot of Tieshan, he has come to the three-person table:
"Do you mind if I check it out?"
"Director, please."
An Qisheng nodded.
Huh ~
Tieshan's shoulder trembled, and his thick palm had fallen on An Qisheng's shoulder.
An Qisheng only felt a heat on his shoulders, and a heat flow submerged into his body, which spread to the limbs and bones instantly.
"Well? Great loss of energy, internal force collapse, physical weakness ..."
With a slight induction, Tieshan's eyelids jumped:
"It's a serious injury, it's a hard way!"
"Mr. Dao is so hurt!"
Wang Bai's eyelids jumped.
Great loss of energy, internal force collapse, physical weakness, each of these three states is already very serious injuries, all three, immortality is already a miracle.
Huh ~
Iron Mountain closed:
"I don't want the mayor to be so seriously injured."
"It's a blessing that luck is not dead."
An Qisheng sighed softly.
It is pitiful to match the appearance of his now gray-haired drowsiness.
Tieshan took out a green porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to An Qisheng:
"This is my six-door secretive healing wound. Maybe it works."
"So thank you, sir."
An Qisheng took the porcelain bottle, thank you.
This is a pleasant surprise.
"Mr. Tao should not leave the city in recent days, in case he is harmed."
Tieshan said, apparently, he also knew the Taoist temple was burned.
After An Qisheng nodded, Tieshan bowed his hand and turned around, and then looked back at Wang Bai:
"In the future, remember that evil comes out of your mouth."
Wang Bai gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Wei Yu pulled Wang Bai's sleeves, for fear that he would conflict with Tieshan by an impulse.
After Tieshan went away, the atmosphere of the inn became relaxed.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Bai suppressed his anger, and pulled out a porcelain bottle from his arms:
"Mr. Dao, this is a pill prepared by my family to nourish the body. It may be useful if you take it."
"You're welcome."
An Qisheng did not quit, took the porcelain bottle.
"So, Brother Wei and I have something else, the Minister, and rest. I will live here for a few days. If the Director needs, please come to me."
Wang Bai apologized and arched his hand.
An Qisheng smiled slightly and said he didn't care.
Wang Bai and Wei Yu settled their accounts and left, An Qisheng ordered another table of food to be delivered to the room, turned upstairs and returned to the compartment.
When the door was opened, Zhang Haohao and Jiang Tingting woke up, and Meng Song called Master Master.
"Go wash and don't make it dirty afterwards."
An Qisheng cautioned.
"I know, Master."
Then the two little guys got dressed.
An Qisheng did not care about the two little ones either. He took out the porcelain bottle sent by Tieshan and Wang Bai, opened it, and smelled it.
"It's a herbal remedy of Dabu. I don't know the ingredients. It seems that there are many processes, but I don't know how the effect is."
An Qisheng poured out two yellowed pills and smelled them.
He knows very little about the herbs in this field, the only knowledge is still from the memory of the old way, it is naturally impossible to smell the composition of this pill.
However, it should be non-toxic.
But the medicine can not be taken indiscriminately, naturally you need to try it before you know if it can.
At the heart's motion, the light shines in the perspective, An Qisheng has already dreamed, and the object is himself.
It is natural to try the medicine yourself.
A moment later, An Qisheng opened his eyes, his wrists shook, and two pills had been swallowed by him.
Huh ~
An Qisheng adjusted his breathing and re-applied the Tong Zi Gong.
As his movement speeded up, the heat from the strands spread again from the abdomen, and the pill that had been swallowed by him also emitted a stream of heat after digestion.
Join the cycle of Tongzigong.
Gradually, he only felt that the limbs became warmer and warmer, and his complexion gradually turned red.
If other people in this world, with increasing heat in the body, they will inevitably stretch their muscles and send out heat.
But An Qisheng practiced the inner boxing for two lifetimes and subconsciously closed the pores.
With this closure, the heat in his body suddenly accumulated and became hotter.
From the outside, it looks red, like prawns that burn red!
An Qisheng's breathing was slightly scattered, but he did not choose to exhaust the heat.
His choice to practice internal force does not mean that he has given up his inner boxing.
On the contrary, he knows that even if the internal force is better, his physical body is still in the land of miracles, and his root is the inner boxing.
call!
At one point, An Qisheng suddenly got down from the bed.
His eyes closed tightly, as if asleep.
The breathing rhythm is the same, but the movement is not the routine of Tong Zi Gong.
He squatted as if squatting, standing as if standing, pushing with his left palm forward, and pulling back with his right palm, as if closed.
Huh ~
His movements were gentle and slow, his feet were not raised, and he seemed to feel the air flowing across his fingers like a stream of water.
But he has already played Taijiquan!
In fact, as early as when he first came into contact with Tong Zi Gong, he was going to use internal boxing to replace Tong Zi Gong's many complicated but useless actions.
Neijiaquan has no precedent for practicing internal force, but that is because there is no heaven and earth aura in the celestial land.
Rather than saying that Tong Zigong's action routine is more effective.
On the contrary, on the basis of pure physical play and combat skills, the inner boxing itself is extremely excellent, especially after the advent of artificial intelligence, many memory routines have already reached the peak of the human body!
It was only his first contact, and he did not dare to venture into it easily before the internal force was trained.
But for the second time, he had planned to replace the many complicated skills of Tongzi Gong with the boxing routine of Neijiaquan!
Seems to sleep but not to sleep.
God sleeps and doesn't sleep.
An Qisheng double-minded, he fell into a deep sleep, soothing his tired body, feeling the change of strength.
While falling asleep, the body maintains the constant breathing rate of the child.
Hit Tai Chi.
Do not,
It's not just Taijiquan, it's not even limited to Neijiaquan or Daxuanquan.
Taiji to Baji, Xingyi to Gossip, Eagle Claw, Gumen Xinyiquan, Pictographic Boxing, Dragon Boxing, and even Jiquan, Jiu-Jitsu, Sanda, Fighting in the Army ...
Dozens of hundreds of boxing techniques he has learned all unfold on his body.
As soon as he became energized, even though his body was different, his control and understanding of the energy did not change at all!
With your heart together, you can reach your whole body.
In a small room, all kinds of boxing routines are unfolded one by one!
"If closed, you ca n’t do it, you ca n’t do it with a wild horse, you ca n’t do it with a bird's tail, you ca n’t do it with white crane wings, or a pacing rifle. fist......."
An Qisheng seemed to have a bright mirror hanging in his heart.
Many boxing routines and the reconciliation of breathing frequency are reflected one by one.
Not every boxing routine can motivate the internal force and match the breathing rhythm, but dozens or hundreds of boxing routines include any action that the human body can make.
One-to-one correspondence, An Qisheng gradually found his own internal operation routine.
"Perhaps, the martial arts people in this world created the exercises like me ..."
An Qisheng raised Mingwu in his heart.
In the subtle places of his body, the heat flow of the strands is quickened, and the heat flow months rising from the abdomen are increasing.
Hands and feet, limbs, trunk, and even the internal organs and stomachs, gradually become more and more powerful ...
........
"Two in Sichuan, two in Dianthus, three in keel, six in keel, four catty in sunflower ..."
In Zhang Lianghao's Pharmacy in Nanliang County, Zhang Haohao grasped the medicine skillfully.
"Little guest officer, your medicine, Chenghui, forty-two-eight dollars and six cents of silver, erase them for you. You can give six-two-nine dollars."
The drugstore man smiled and handed the packaged herbs.
"Why can you even wipe your bits?"
Zhang Haohao rolled his eyes and passed the silver:
"Just four, two, seven money, and one more."
"You said that, just drop it."
Dude "Hey" smile, he loves to make fun of this little guy.
These days, this little guy spent more than thirty or two dollars to buy medicine here, which is a big customer.
"Let's go."
Zhang Haohao took the medicine and walked out of the pharmacy.
Huh ~
Dude throws his money away ~ EbookFREE.me ~ His face is changed, he trot out of the drug store:
"You don't have enough money for two or seven!"
"What do you say, just drop it!"
Zhang Haohao didn't look back and ran faster.
"You bastard!"
Dude is lame and is about to go back.
He was about to get angry. With the last pair of indifferent eyes, the anger in his heart disappeared:
"Hey, do you want to buy medicine?"
Su Er, expressionless, lifted his buddy and asked coldly:
"Where does the child live? What medicine did you buy?"