His courage strengthened his strength, and his strength in turn strengthened his courage, and the two complemented each other.

Until the sunset, he felt hungry again. Now he is still very thin, not as fat as Li Hu and Li Bao. Only he knows in his heart that the flesh and blood essence of the deer was completely integrated into his body without wasting any waste.

His body seemed to have become a bottomless pit, greedily digesting and absorbing all the wine and meat, and transforming it into a trace of power.

After practicing boxing, Li Qingshan sat on the ground again, closed his eyes, calmed down his mind, and felt every change in his body. Pulling his muscles and bones was extremely painful. He still remembered that the day after practicing "Bul Demon Great Power Fist", he almost couldn't get up.

Qingniu didn't advise him, but he forced himself to stand up and practiced the exercises. He persisted for more than ten days and then improved. No, it should be that his ability to endure has become stronger. Logically speaking, after a few days ago, his body should slowly adapt, but the pain in his body did not weaken at all, as if he had just started practicing every day.

Every change in his body was extremely vividly reflected in his heart. It was a pity that he did not feel the so-called qi. According to Qingniu, no matter what kind of magic power, he could only feel the flow of qi. Cultivating a trace of true qi is considered a real entry, but his practice time is still too short.

At this time, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness, swimming behind his neck, as if a cool breeze was gust of cool breeze.

But there is no wind at all now, and it is even more impossible to have cool wind.

"Is this what is called qi?"

Li Qingshan was delighted and focused on the coolness, but gradually he found that the coolness slowly invaded his skin, and it became deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper into his bone marrow and even his soul. It was extremely cold and uncomfortable.

Li Qingshan shook his head, stood up and punched, and the cold air dissipated a little, but as soon as he sat down, he got stuck again.

He didn't know something was wrong, so he simply came to the stream next to the hut to clean his body. The moonlight was bright tonight. He looked into the stream and saw a pale child climbing onto him expressionlessly.

Even though he was already brave enough, he was shocked and sweated. This scene immediately reminded him of the movie called "Curse" I watched in his previous life.

If he was an ordinary person, he would have to be frightened at this moment, but at least Li Qingshan had been with a bull demon for so long. He looked at the child through the stream. Seeing that the child was only seven or eight years old, his expression was dull and dull, he asked, "What are you? Why are you lying on me?"

But the child just moved his head. At this time, a wave of waves appeared on the water surface, and the child's reflection disappeared, but the cold air was clearly retained.

Li Qingshan tried hard to calm his mind: "I'm hitting a ghost. I don't know why this little ghost would mess with him. I can only wait for Brother Niu to come back to discuss with him. Fortunately, I can't take my life for a while."

But I was not sure in my heart, and I felt that my fear was eroding faster and faster. I started practicing "Bul Demon Powerful Fist" again. Only at this time did the coldness disappear. But he was always not a tired robot, and he always had to sit down and rest, and it felt particularly difficult at that time.

It was not until midnight when the yin energy was the heaviest.

The cold air had penetrated most of Li Qingshan's body, without any obvious pain, but his hands and feet gradually became numb, and his five senses gradually became blurred.

An extremely dangerous feeling inspired him to use his brain with all his strength.

He heard that people have a yang energy on their bodies that can restrain Yin ghosts. He wanted to come and his blood veins were bulging when practicing boxing, so the little ghost did not dare to get close. So he tried hard to simulate the feeling of practicing boxing while meditating. Close your eyes, mobilize your mind, and contract your muscles. It was indeed useful and barely resisted the invasion of the Yin energy.

After staying like this all night, his mind was sometimes drowsy and sometimes awake, and he vigorously trained his spiritual will until his will was nearing defeat.

As the rooster sang, the world was white. Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, and the sunlight fell from the treetops on his face, a little dazzling. The cold air on his body disappeared, and the green cow was looking at him not far away, looking very interested.

Li Qingshan said: "Brother Niu, where have you been? Do you know what I met last night?"

"I've been back a long time ago, isn't it just a little devil lying on you?"

"You're just watching?"

"Then what else can I do?"

Li Qingshan grinned and didn't say anything. Qingniu had told him a long time ago. Don't expect me to help you when you encounter any danger. From the beginning, he didn't give him the chance to rely on him. He looked at the yellow sheep at the feet of Qingniu, and could not say anything. Qingniu had already provided him with the most important help and could not rely on him for everything.

In the warm sunshine, Li Qingshan stood up and stretched out: "Fortunately, that little ghost dared not come out during the day, otherwise I would really not be able to hold on. Brother Niu, I practice Taoist magical powers at least. Can't I deal with a little ghost?"

"If you didn't practice magical powers, you couldn't even stand it last night. When you become a powerful force and have a strong body of blood, you will naturally not be afraid of this little devil."

"I don't know when I will wait."

"In addition, I have a way."

"What's the solution?"

"Evil ghosts and others are most afraid of murderous aura. If you have 180 lives on your hands, you will be sure to protect the evil spirits. That little ghost will not dare to approach you within ten steps."

Li Qingshan rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to slaughter this Woniu Village?"

"It's not necessarily impossible to do it. What, do you want to try it?" Qingniu smiled.

"I might as well kill you to make steak first!" Li Qingshan ignored it, dealt with the yellow sheep, and after breakfast, he put this matter behind his head, endured his physical and mental fatigue, and focused on starting his day's practice.

But from the beginning of his practice, he felt that today was a little different from usual. There was a thin and weak "qi" flowing in his body. If he didn't concentrate, he would definitely not be able to sense it.

The energy was not like the true energy mentioned in martial arts novels, which was stored in the dantian and flowed along the meridians, but it was like a fish swimming around, wandering between the limbs and bones. When he swung his fist vigorously, the energy threads flowed to his arm fists, but it was only a moment.

Once his spirit relaxed, his anger would not know where he ran. He was like a naughty boy, almost uncontrolled by him. He told Qingniu that this situation was the same.

Qingniu was not surprised, but said meaningfully: "You can feel the existence of qi so quickly, and thank you to the little devil, this is also a blessing in disguise."

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Qingshan mobilized all his spiritual will to fight the invasion of Yin Qi. The little ghost left, but this spiritual will remained and became a trace of true Qi.

"So this is true qi?" Li Qingshan looked at his palm: "What is the use of this true qi?"

"Isn't it just for such a qi? What's the use of it? If you can't sense the qi, even if you practice it for a lifetime, it will be a rural style that cannot be formed into a climate. If you talk about the benefits, you really can't count it clearly, and you can't understand it yourself in the future."
Chapter completed!