In the mountain forest, Yang Ji was practicing the "Tiger, Leopard and Thunder Sound" taught to him by Lu Ling.
The bow string was stretched almost perfectly. Yang Ji aimed forward, loosened his fingers, and at the same time his chest vibrated, and he exhaled and said:
"snort!"
"ha!"
…
The rumbling sound was like a burst of thunder shaking the mountain forest, the surrounding woods roared, and large leaves fell loudly, as if there was a leaf rain.
"After shooting non-stop during this period, the muscles in my whole body have obviously tightened a lot and become stronger and stronger."
Yang Ji slowly retracted his bow and moved his thumb. Clear tendons immediately appeared on his arm, just like the bowstring in his hand, full of strength.
Drawing a bow and shooting an arrow cannot increase strength in itself, but it can strengthen the tendons and conduct the strength from other parts of Yang Ji's body to his two arms.
This is the effect of Yang Ji's continuous practice of bowing and arrowing during this period. He is also breathing in the sixth stage. Yang Ji's fist hits his body and it will definitely hurt more than others.
"The muscles and veins in the human body are like the bowstring of a big bow. When it collapses to the extreme and then releases its strength, this is 'Fa Jin'. Only by knowing how to produce Jin can you exert your maximum strength. This should also be the case for warriors."
The foundation of…”
Yang Ji looked at the bowstring in his hand and the prominent veins on his arm, and nodded secretly.
There is no end to learning. During this period of drawing a bow and shooting arrows, Yang Ji has been secretly trying to figure out the truth. In Yang Ji's view, only by clearly understanding the truth can you be sure that the path you are taking is not tortuous or confused, and only then can you continue to learn.
When doing martial arts, you get twice the result with half the effort.
Picking up the bow, Yang Ji once again stretched the bow string to the limit, then exhaled and said:
"snort!"
"ha!"
…
The forest shook, and Yang Ji could clearly feel that when he exhaled, something from the surrounding woods entered his body, and then turned into a refreshing and cool feeling, spreading all the way to his chest and lungs.
After practicing the "Tiger, Leopard and Thunder Sound" taught by Lu Ling for eight or nine days, Yang Ji's feeling became more and more obvious.
"This should be the legendary 'grass and tree essence' in martial arts. There are lush vegetation in the mountains. After the death of these plants and trees, the essence is spread into the mountains and forests. After thousands of years of accumulation, the grass and tree essence is slowly formed. Lu Ling's'
"Hubao Leiyin' is supposed to absorb the vegetation essence that permeates the surrounding mountains and forests into the body through the humming breath of the lungs, thereby enhancing the practitioner's strength."
While Yang Ji was practicing, he secretly thought about it in his heart:
"'Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound' has such power, no wonder it is not found in most clans. It's just a pity that my realm is too weak, otherwise I would definitely be able to feel what the 'vegetation essence' is."
Yang Ji knew in his heart that his consciousness was too weak, so his feelings were vague and only had that refreshing and cool feeling.
Pulling out the bow, Yang Ji once again practiced "Tiger, Leopard and Thunder" while shooting arrows. He fired empty arrows, with a string in his hand but no arrows.
Arrows are too expensive, and when practicing "Tiger and Leopard Thunder", there is often only one chance to shoot an arrow in one place, and the thunderous roar will often scare away all other animals around.
So Yang Ji simply fired empty arrows, so that he would practice archery more frequently.
"All the money I earned from selling the furs was given to Uncle Liang. I'm not very short of money now. The most urgent thing is to exercise quickly and try to improve my strength before the imperial examination next year."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
As the saying goes, "diligence can make up for weakness", Yang Ji deeply understood that there was a big gap between himself and the other clan members. He had not made any progress in cultivation in more than eight years, and he did not have as many training resources as they did. He wanted to stand out in the imperial examination and become a blockbuster.
You must work harder than others.
When hunting in the mountains, Yang Ji drew his bow and shot four to five hundred times every day. Recently, the number had increased to eight or nine hundred, close to a thousand times. More than ten ironwood bows were broken!
Although most of the time he fired empty arrows, Yang Ji's attitude when shooting was the same serious, and his mentality was no different from when he had arrows.
Turning over the palm of the hand, you can see that Yang Ji's ten fingers and the edge of the palm are all covered with a thick layer of calluses. It takes eight or nine days to wear such a thick callus. It is Yang Ji's hard work.
One can imagine.
During this period of time, Yang Ji clearly felt that his strength had improved a lot, his lung power was stronger, his breathing was longer, and he had a vague feeling that he was close to a breakthrough.
collapse!
One arrow, two arrows, three arrows...
Yang Ji looked focused, and kept firing his bow and arrows, stretching every arrow to the limit. He kept practicing arrows like this, and when his arms became sore and his energy was exhausted, he would take a break and eat some dried rabbit meat.
Then stand up and continue practicing.
Time passed slowly, and it took Yang Ji almost half an hour to get up in the deep mountains, shoot a real arrow, and catch a prey. Although he did not go hunting in particular, gradually, Yang Ji had several on his shoulders.
prey.
Five hours later, Yang Ji went to visit the crowned snake again.
Snap!
A bloody fox marten drew an arc in the air and landed in front of a big rock. Under the rock weighing more than 2,000 kilograms, the crowned snake suddenly straightened up and lowered its head, paying no attention to Yang Ji.
He immediately devoured the fresh fox marten with big mouthfuls.
The fox-sable's blood was still warm, and it was obvious that it had just died.
Every time Yang Ji hunts, he always leaves the last and freshest prey for the crown snake.
"The injury seems to be getting better."
Yang Ji looked carefully and found that the crowned snake was obviously much more energetic and no longer as sluggish as it was a few days ago. Perhaps the fresh prey Yang Ji left for it every time was having an effect, and the crowned snake's injuries were improving.
signs of.
But on its waist and abdomen, "the arrow" left by Lu Ling still hadn't been removed.
Yang Ji didn't act smart enough to help it pull out its arrow. During this period, although the Crowned King Snake was not as wary and hostile towards him as before, it was obviously still far from being "friendly".
If you are bitten while pulling out the arrow, you will really regret it.
"Little snake, little snake! You and I are in the same situation, and we are in the same boat. Unfortunately, my power is limited, so I can only send you some food. I'm afraid I can't help you much."
Yang Ji shook his head and sighed, talking to himself, showing a trace of pity.
This is the first thing he said in this period of time!
During this period, he tried several times to push the big rock weighing more than 2,000 kilograms, but it didn't move. With his current strength, he couldn't move the big rock at all.
Standing up, Yang Ji pulled up the bowstring again and silently practiced arrows next to the Crowned Snake.
He didn't notice that just when he finished speaking, the "Crown King Snake" that was engrossed in devouring its prey suddenly paused and stared at Yang Ji with two black eyes, as if it understood what he said.
Likewise, his eyes gradually became softer.
This change lasted only a moment, and then the crown snake lowered its head and continued to bite and devour the bloody fox and marten.
There is a man and a snake near this big rock. One is devouring prey, and the other is practicing archery. They do not disturb each other and live in peace.
A quarter of an hour later, when the crowned snake ate the fox and marten, Yang Ji also put away his bow and arrows.
"It's getting late, I should go home."
Yang Ji looked at the sky and left the depression. After shooting for a whole day, Yang Ji not only did not feel tired, but felt cool and energetic in his chest, as if he had touched an invisible barrier.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the grass ahead shook, and a rabbit shot out, running away into the distance.
Yang Ji's eyes twitched. Without thinking, he exhaled loudly, drew his bow and took a step to shoot:
"snort!"
"ha!"
…
The sound in the forest was like a thunder exploding in the plains. The rabbit in the distance seemed to be frightened by the thunder of tiger and leopard, and stood there in a daze.
"collapse!"
The moment the long arrow was shot, a strange feeling came to his heart. Time seemed to slow down at this moment. In the dark, Yang Ji felt as if he had broken through an invisible barrier.
Every pore is dilated, everything is transparent, and a refreshing and cool feeling permeates the whole body.
"squeak!--"
There was a scream, and the rabbit fell to the ground with an arrow in its head. When Yang Ji heard the sound, his consciousness possessed him, and he came back to his senses. At the same time, he heard a rustling sound under his feet.
Under the two soles of the feet that were splayed forward and backward, the dead leaves and sand trembled, and a subtle squeaking sound came out. For a moment, it seemed that many insects underground were frightened and fled from around Yang Ji.
"The mosquitoes will not fall!"
Yang Ji whispered excitedly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Breathe seven steps, and mosquitoes will not fall." When you reach this level, your sense of aura is greatly enhanced, which frightens tiny creatures. In summer, mosquitoes don't dare to suck blood. When walking in the wild, insects avoid each other and don't dare to get close.
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Yang Ji used the "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound" taught by Lu Ling to practice hard step by step, and finally broke through at this time and reached the state of "breathing seven levels, and the mosquitoes will not fall".
"Breathe seven steps, breathe seven steps! I finally reached it..."
Yang Ji's eyes sparkled, and he finally couldn't help laughing loudly:
"Hahaha!……"
The entire forest was filled with Yang Ji's excited laughter, which took a long time to stop.
The first six steps of the tenth level of breathing are foreshadowing and foundation-building. Only after reaching the seventh level will obvious effects be shown - "Breathing in the seventh level: mosquitoes will not fall"; "Breathing in the eighth level, spitting out frost"; "Breathing in the eighth level, spitting out frost";
"Nine sections, as fast as a fox"; "Ten sections of breathing, flying as fast as an ape"!
Although Yang Ji has not made any progress in his cultivation in the past eight years, his foundation in the "breathing technique" training is extremely solid. At this time, with the help of Lu Ling's "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound" and hard training, he finally made a breakthrough and reached the seventh level of breathing.
The realm of paragraph.
The excitement of the breakthrough was indescribable. At this moment, Yang Ji felt that all the hard training in the past and the ten calluses on his hands were worth it.
Somehow, Lu Ling's instructions before leaving echoed in his mind again:
"...After you reach the seventh level of breathing, you can learn this pile method (Shenlong Marrow Refining Pile Method), which can help you strengthen your bones and improve your strength."
"The Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound technique is already so powerful, the "Dragon Marrow Refining Pile Technique" is probably even more powerful!..."
Yang Ji's heart was pounding wildly. He seemed to see a "broad road" in front of his eyes, and he had many expectations in his heart.
In the past eight years, Yang Ji has been trapped for too long. Now that he has finally found such a "way out", you can imagine his excitement.
"The years are cold, and then the pines and cypresses will wither!"
In a daze, Yang Ji remembered a sentence he had read in the scriptures, and sighed endlessly in his heart: "After so many years of hard work, I finally have this day."
In the flash of lightning, many thoughts passed through Yang Ji's mind, but slowly, he calmed down.
"The journey is still long. Although I have made a breakthrough, it is still far from the time to fight against the eldest lady. I must be careful. As for practicing the "Dragon Marrow Refining Pile Technique", there is no need to rush. I will practice for two more days.
"Hubao Leiyin, wait until the foundation is solid before considering the pile making method."
Yang Ji nodded, picked up the hunted rabbit, and left the forest with brisk steps.
"call!"
Just as he walked out of the forest, the wind suddenly howled. Before Yang Ji could react, he heard a series of shouts, ferocious and exciting:
"Fuck, the wait is finally here!"
"It made my legs paralyzed, kill him!"
"Everyone come together!"
"Don't let him get away!"
…
One after another figures, with ferocious faces, flew out from behind the messy grass, rocks and wooden piles like hungry tigers, each one full of murderous intent.
