Fuhu’s true meaning

The cold wind roared down from the towering steep mountain tops, passing through the surrounding white valleys, passing through the jagged glaciers and snow hills on the snowy fields, splashing up clouds of silver needles and jade chips.

Jiang Ming stood on the glacier with his upper body naked, practicing the Fuhu Fist over and over again.

His chest and abdomen rose and fell, he swallowed and exhaled regularly, and his whole body exuded a ferocious aura. Every move he made was like a real tiger, which was breathtaking.

If external training is about form, internal training is about mind... Only when form and mind are combined can the maximum power of Fuhu Fist be unleashed.

As he breathed, Jiang Ming's skin gradually turned red, exuding traces of white energy...but it eventually subsided, and the blood energy in his body still could not be completely controlled.

"I've almost mastered the breathing method, but I'm still not close to smelting blood energy."

Jiang Ming muttered to himself, slowly stopped and returned to the wooden house.

The house was filled with the aroma of Chinese medicine, and a jar of medicinal materials, red blood vine, golden ginseng, toadstool mushrooms were simmering on the fire... Of course, the most important thing was the fire cloud grass.

After being in this world for a long time, Jiang Ming realized how rare Fire Cloud Grass is. Even for those high-ranking warriors, it is a rare treasure that can be encountered but cannot be sought. It is of great use to the progress of martial arts...

After the medicinal soup was stewed and cooled down a little, Jiang Ming drank it all and ate all the herbs without wasting any.

Phew~

After the medicinal soup entered his stomach, Jiang Ming immediately felt wisps of fiery power spreading along his limbs and bones. At this moment, he seemed to have inexhaustible power.

The blood energy in the body seems to be more active at this time...

Jiang Ming threw down the medicine jar, rushed outside the house immediately, stood in the ice and snow, and continued to practice the Ups and Downs Tiger Fist.

As the fists moved over and over again, Jiang Ming could feel the blood in his body stirring, as if forming a hot current that was rushing wildly through his body.

He subconsciously operated his breathing method, trying to guide and control this surging heat flow... but failed.

Jiang Ming's eyes were a little red from the impact of blood energy. When he was upset, a sudden realization suddenly appeared in his mind:

"To subjugate a tiger, you must be more ferocious and ruthless than a tiger..."

It turns out that this is the true meaning of Fuhu Fist!

He possesses the power of immortality. No matter what situation he encounters, he always thinks that there is still room for it, so he has never really been ruthless...

Even when killing those few traders, it was more of a rational consideration.

When practicing martial arts, although Jiang Ming persevered and never slacked off, he never had the belief to move forward courageously. He would take a break when he got tired from practicing, thinking only that his life would be infinite and that he would succeed one day...

But the meaning of Crouching Tiger should not be like this, but a fearless edge that the brave will win when meeting in a canyon.

It’s not that we want to fight, but we must fight!

"In this case, if I don't capture you today... I won't give up!"

Jiang Ming felt a fierceness rising in his heart and practiced the Fuhu Fist with all his strength. Gradually... his breathing seemed to be synchronized with the rhythm of the blood in his body, gradually becoming indistinguishable from each other.

boom!

Jiang Ming threw his last punch and suddenly stopped.

At this time, he was naturally operating the internal breathing method. His breath was thick and long, and his whole person seemed to contain an inexplicable power.

Under his skin, red light flashed away, and the blood and energy in his whole body moved with his breathing, and his body and mind remained intact. It was completely melted by Jiang Ming and evolved into a brand new power - blood strength.

Jiang Ming took a deep breath, gathered his blood strength, and punched the glacier.

Bang~

The ice splashed everywhere, and a hole as big as a human head appeared on the ice, revealing the river flowing under the ice.

Jiang Ming shook his slightly numb arm, but was unscathed.

"After months of hard training... I finally became a warrior!"

"From today on, I have truly embarked on the path of martial arts."

Jiang Ming's heart was surging, and he became more and more convinced that there must be a way to become an immortal in this world.

Because of his martial arts skills alone, Jiang Ming was so shocked that he could break through the thick ice with one punch and remain unscathed... This was simply not a power that a mortal could possess.

Then he took a big breath: "But this blood energy consumes too much. This punch will kill most of my blood energy... I still have to continue to practice and control the blood energy throughout the body as soon as possible, so that I can step into the third-rate realm."

, thereby controlling more blood."

As for second-rate warriors, they need to temper their skin with blood strength. The top ones are almost invulnerable and are first-rate strongmen.

But to become a second-rate warrior, normally you don’t have ten or twenty years of hard work, so don’t even think about it...

"Although I am not short of time, this Ping An Town... it is indeed time to leave."

After the excitement of breaking through as a warrior subsided, Jiang Ming also began to think about the way forward.

The many medicinal materials in Yunmeng Mountain are a treasure, but he does not have the recipe for the secret medicine for martial arts training, so he stews it in a big pot every time and almost wastes most of the effectiveness of the medicine.

It didn't matter if you weren't a martial artist before, but if you want to continue practicing martial arts in the future, this method may not work. Maybe ten cans of it will have no effect...

Jiang Ming wants to learn more profound martial arts, real fighting methods, or he wants to use secret martial arts medicine to assist his training... these are things that Ping'an Town cannot provide.

Only Dayun Mansion City has what he needs.

"Besides, I can't always be a herb collector..."

Gou Dao does not always act in a low-key manner, but must choose the most appropriate way of doing things based on one's own strength and time and opportunity, so that one can continue to go on smoothly in this world.

When Jiang Ming was young, there was nothing wrong with him being an ordinary herb collector, secretly saving money and practicing martial arts.

But now that he has become a martial artist, he needs to earn more money to maintain the expenses of martial arts training, and he needs to spend more time to find a higher level of practice. If he pretends to be a herb gatherer again... he will only become more and more out of place.

"After this winter, go to Fucheng..."

Jiang Ming recalled what he saw and heard when he went to Fucheng last time, and gradually made a decision...

…

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Ping'an Town was very lively.

Many people in the town usually work in the city. Now that the New Year is approaching, they all return to the town to kill pigs and chickens and prepare New Year's goods.

Although they live in poverty, they have no money to go home to celebrate the New Year. For these poor people, this may be the biggest hope at the end of the year...

Jiang Ming walked through the snow and returned from the depths of the mountain forest.

He likes to be quiet, but he is not a hermit. During the New Year, there is always a little fireworks.

In addition, that Ah Fei is getting married in the twelfth lunar month, and he even took a share of the fish with him, so he has to eat it back...

After greeting people he knew or didn't know along the way, Jiang Ming returned home carrying a basket of medicine.

"I haven't been at home for several months. I'm afraid the grass and weeds are all over the place...Eh?"

Jiang Ming looked at the door, a little stunned.
Chapter completed!