Many disciples in the square took action quickly.

A burst of horse neighing sounded.

The disciples quickly stepped onto the horses and ran out of the temple in groups.

The burly man in the Dragon Courtyard, Jieshou, looked back at the crowd, and indeed did not see Ning Chuan.

"That little monkey was actually poisoned, and did not come to participate in the operation..."

"Don't worry, Brother Jieshou, there are still many of us who stayed there to watch Ningchuan. When we come back, he will not be able to escape."

A person next to him laughed.

"That's all."

Jieshou nodded slightly, but his eyes suddenly fell on Jieshou not far away. He licked his wide lips and smiled, which was intriguing.

Jie Dog was worried at first, but when he noticed Jie Shou's gaze, his thighs tightened, his hair stood up, showing a look that was even worse than crying.

"Hahahaha, get there!"

Jieshou laughed loudly and ran away on his horse.

People followed behind them.

The dog looked bitter, and although he was reluctant, he had to follow behind.

In a blink of an eye, the figures in the entire square walked away completely.

"I hope that the lucky brother, Jigou, will have a heavenly appearance..."

Ning Chuan talked to himself.

He had already vaguely reminded him to quit the dog several times, but he still didn't go to the bathroom after quitting the dog, so he couldn't blame him.

He could not tell this matter too clearly. If he showed his strength, he would be in trouble.

Ning Chuan returned to the room and began to continue controlling the "force" in his body, rushing towards his abdomen.

But like yesterday, every time this force goes down, it still gets severe pain.

From yesterday to today, this momentum has only declined by less than an inch.

If this continues, I don’t know how long it will take to ‘go around the body’.

Time is fast.

Before we knew it, the sky was completely dark.

While Ning Chuan was working hard to activate this "force" force in the room, faint sounds of footsteps came from outside.

Then, a knock on the door sounded.

"Have Junior Brother Jiechuan slept?"

"Um?"

Ning Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, quickly pretended to be limping, quickly opened the door, and said in surprise: "Senior Brother?"

"Junior Brother Jiechuan, you really didn't sleep. Is your diarrhea better?"

Outside the door, Jielong looked sallow, squeezed out his smile, leaning on two crutches, and looked at Ning Chuan.

"It's much better, it's much better. Is there anything wrong with my senior brother?"

Ning Chuan said with a smile.

Jielong looked back and forth on Ning Chuan's face for a few times, and sighed, "It seems that the poison in junior brother is much lighter than me, at least his complexion is much better than me. I'm here to inform you of tomorrow's mission. Tomorrow, several Hui-song masters will lead us down the mountain to release food. You can follow us too."

"Go down the mountain to release food? But I...but my legs became weak and I'm afraid I can't go too far..."

Ning Chuan's face changed slightly.

"Don't worry, it's not far away, just a dozen miles below the mountain, and there is no danger."

Jielong spoke.

"Oh well…"

Ning Chuan nodded reluctantly, suddenly reacted to something, and said with a smile, "By the way, senior brother, you've come here, why not sit here for a while?"

He grabbed Jielong's arms enthusiastically and led them into the house.

【bite!】

【Random paste strength value *16】

Another pleasant sound rang out.

Jielong hesitated for a while, but still crossed the threshold and limped into the room.

Ning Chuan immediately called Jielong to sit down, then closed the door and made hot tea for Jielong. The two started chatting enthusiastically.

While chatting, Ning Chuan seduced Jielong to chat at the top of the Vajra Temple.

Unfortunately, Jielong doesn’t know much about the real senior management.

All he knew was the monks of [Hui Generation].

As for the highest level of monks [Xuan Generation], no one except the abbot recognizes.

"I have only been two years since I became the senior brother of the Dragon Academy. Those monks of the Xuan generation never show up easily. Now the people in charge are some uncles of the Hui generation."

Jielong sighed.

"I see."

Needless to think about Ning Chuan, you also know that the [Xuan Generation] of this Vajra Temple is definitely evil cultivator, and most of them have achieved a climate.

"By the way, I think those masters of the Hui generation are generally not very old. Have you ever known about their strength?"

Ningchuan said curiously.

"I don't know this. I've never seen them take action anyway, but they must have the strength to practice the energy later."

Jielong spoke.

In the late stage of practicing strength!

In other words, the [power] in the body has been transformed step by step into the [qi].

Once all transformations are successful, it is [Qi Storage Realm].

Ning Chuan was secretly shocked.

On the one hand, these evil practitioners practice evil skills, but on the other hand, they can practice martial arts to this level?

Is this unlikely?

People have limited energy, can martial arts and cultivation really go hand in hand?

Besides, I met Hui Dao the night before yesterday, and I was obviously not very old.

"Senior Brother Jielong, I actually have another question. You said that if I will succeed in practicing the energy one day, should I continue to practice the stance? "

Ning Chuan couldn't help asking.

"Um?"

Jie Long narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Ning Chuan deeply, "Have you practiced the energy successfully?"

"No, I just asked casually..."

puff!

The dragon grabbed Ning Chuan like lightning and instantly grabbed Ning Chuan's shoulder blade. A faint airflow with a force surged into Ning Chuan's body again.

Ning Chuan cursed in his heart, relaxing the energy in his body completely and allowing Jielong to explore in his body.

After exploring for a while, Jielong found nothing. He closed his palm again, breathed a light breath, and said calmly, "Generally speaking, even if you practice the strength successfully, you cannot stop the stance practice, because as the stance practice is practiced, the 'power' in your body will continue to become thicker and larger."

"It's just that at this time, the amplitude of the increase will be slightly reduced. Stance exercises will accompany a person's life. If you practice boxing but not practicing, you will be in vain. This "gong" refers to Stance exercises."

"So one day if you practice 'power', it's best to continue practicing stance skills!"

"The size of the 'power' that everyone cultivates is also different. Like some people with strong talents, their 'power' can be as thick as beans, and some people with weak talents are at best as big as enoki mushrooms."

"The size of the force is generally only related to two factors, one is the personal constitution and the other is the type of stance practice!"

"If you really practice your natural divine power, you will definitely be thicker than normal people."

"The same is true for the type of stance exercises. The 'power' produced by good stance exercises will be thicker and easier than ours!"

Jielong explained carefully.

Ning Chuan suddenly realized.

I see!

In this way, he still has to continue practicing the stance.

However, if you have weak talent, the "power" you have learned is too small, it is actually just enoki mushrooms?

I am as thick as two fingers.

"Then if you practice the strength and the strength is going around you, are there any particulars? Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious and want to ask."

Ning Chuan asked again embarrassedly.

"Do you go around yourself?"

Jielong showed an intriguing expression and smiled, "Walk whatever you want, just walk this force all over every corner of your body, even if it is successful, after you finish it, you will use some special methods to temper it and cultivate it into internal energy."

"Does it also require special methods to temper?"
Chapter completed!