It snowed continuously for several days, and the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker.
Deep in the mountains, thousands of mountains are silent and thousands of birds are nowhere to be seen.
"Push your head up, let your waist hang down, and your body will naturally relax. This is the 'stretching strength to collapse your waist and loosen your Dantian'. Zhanzhuang means tightening the strength of the whole body, while the belly is empty, and imagine that you are digging into the earth like a big tree.
Deep down, relaxed and natural..."
Yang Ji stood under a huge pine tree, with his legs spread apart, and silently recited the key points of the "Shenlong Marrow Refining Pile Method" in his heart, concentrating completely and motionless.
The "Dragon Marrow Refining Pile Technique" that Lu Ling taught him was different from other ordinary training methods. It paid great attention to artistic conception. Although the title carries the word "Dragon", it first required the "artistic conception of a big tree".
At this moment, Yang Ji was facing this ancient pine tree, imagining that he, like it, had turned into another big tree, with all his strength collapsing, and piercing his bones into the depths of the earth.
The artistic conception at this moment is that of being unmoved, indomitable, and standing erect no matter how strong the wind is.
This artistic conception is difficult to achieve. It is not about imagining that you have become a big tree, but really "changing" into a big tree, but your thoughts and consciousness truly think that you are a big tree.
There is an essential difference between the two.
It took Yang Ji three or four days to perfect this artistic conception.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, and after feeling that he and the earth seemed to be connected as one, he started the second step, visualizing the "Dragon".
This step is actually easier than the first step. The key lies not in the "dragon", but in the strength of being coiled and pressed by the dragon, and the body's reaction.
"Roar!--"
After a moment, Yang Ji's body sank, and something like a divine dragon roared, as powerful as a prison, spiraling down from the vast clouds in the void, and then slowly landed on him.
"boom!"
When Yang Ji understood the artistic conception of the dragon coiling around him, his feet suddenly fell three inches, as if there was really a heavy thing pressing on his head.
At the same time, changes occurred, and in the void, streams of refreshing and cool tree essences filled in through the 84,000 dilated pores in Yang Ji's body.
At this time, Lu Ling's deep intention of asking Yang Ji to reach the seventh level of breathing before practicing the "Dragon Marrow Refining Pile Technique" was revealed.
Breathe seven times, the pores will expand, and the mosquitoes will not fall. Only when the pores of the whole body are opened can the power of the "Shenlong Marrow Refining Pile Method" be realized.
At this moment, strands of tree essence are pouring in through 84,000 pores, and the effect is ten times greater than the "tiger and leopard thunder sound".
Yang Ji remained motionless, his heart like an ancient well with dead trees, silently absorbing the essence of the trees in the void.
He doesn't know how long it took, but Yang Ji gradually felt that the tree essence that filled the void was getting less and less, and his body also felt tired.
"That's enough, we're almost done with standing today."
Yang Ji opened his eyes and realized that the amount of tree essence he could absorb in one day had reached the upper limit.
He didn't care, and stretched his body at will. He felt that his whole body was full of blood, and his strength seemed to be a little stronger than before standing still.
After resting under the trees for a while, Yang Ji took out a book from his arms. There were drawings of figures, page after page, with some text beside them. They were all peeked by Yang Ji in the martial arts training ground.
Afterwards, I went back and quietly recorded the "White Snake Martial Arts".
In the eighth year of Yang Ji's reign, he studied classics and his memory was outstanding.
Whenever he saw the "White Snake Martial Arts" in the martial arts training ground, he recorded them all. Yang Ji was not greedy for more and knew the principle of "biting off more than you can chew", so he always recorded the training of White Snake Martial Arts.
Techniques, from the posture of the move to the strength of the muscles, all details are recorded clearly.
When practicing and learning martial arts, he arranges them in an orderly manner and is neither hasty nor impatient.
Since he lacked the essentials of "White Snake Martial Arts", he recorded it very carefully. After a few days, Yang Ji had a lot of drawings in his book.
Yang Ji is not in a hurry to practice. He just looks at the scenes he recorded every day and then polishes the techniques of exerting energy.
"The waist strength used in White Snake martial arts achieves the effect of generating strength through the flexion, extension and swing of the waist muscles..."
Yang Ji lowered his head and looked at the paintings he had drawn on the paper, as if he had some realization.
After honing the White Snake martial arts skills for several days and constantly calculating in his mind, Yang Ji also vaguely gained something.
When exercising "White Snake Martial Arts", the most important thing is that the muscles should be exquisite and lively, not hard, but soft and elastic. This is consistent with snake nature.
The most representative one is the first move "White Snake Crouching on the Grass", which imitates the artistic conception of the white snake moving forward on the grass. It has the lowest physical strength, but it is the most difficult to practice.
Ordinary people can only jump four or five steps, but those who have practiced "White Snake Crouching on Grass" can bend and stretch their bodies like sharp arrows, and can shoot as far as two feet, whether they are escaping pursuit or evading.
Attacks are extremely useful.
Not knowing how long it took, Yang Ji closed the book and stood up.
"The waist exerts force, the muscles tremble, flex and stretch, and then bounce out..."
Yang Ji took a serious pose, and at the same time, according to the principles he understood, his body shook, and with a bang, Yang Ji flew up diagonally, took about half a step, and then fell straight down.
"The strength is not used correctly. The muscles are too stiff and not active enough. They don't bounce out at all. And this distance is not even the distance of an ordinary jump."
Yang Ji smiled bitterly, sat down, and wrote down the mistakes he had just made in practice in his notebook.
After a while, Yang Ji was thoughtful, then stood up to practice again, and then summarized his mistakes.
In this way, Yang Ji kept trying to figure out and understand, and then corrected his mistakes in practice, step by step, down-to-earth, and slowly learned martial arts according to the principles of cognition.
"My foundation is too poor. I hope hard work can make up for my weakness and improve my foundation bit by bit."
Yang Ji secretly said.
This was his first time learning martial arts. Compared to the younger members of his clan, Yang Ji's starting point was too low, and his usual exposure to martial arts knowledge was too little.
For Yang Ji, this is not just about learning something, but also about making up for his shortcomings in martial arts.
Compared with other disciples in the clan who follow the clan's instructions in a rigid manner, Yang Ji groped alone. Although it was extremely difficult and took many detours, his understanding and feelings of martial arts during this process were far beyond those of ordinary clan disciples.
Incomparable.
"White snake crouching on grass!..."
With a bang, Yang Ji took a step forward.
"White snake crouching on grass!..."
boom!
Yang Jipou took a step and a half.
"White snake crouching on grass!..."
Yang Ji took two steps...
…
As time goes by, Yang Ji's "White Snake Crouching on the Grass" will change every time, and the pop-up distance will become farther and farther and longer.
Through constant exploration, Yang Ji's understanding and understanding of martial arts increased day by day.
Later, apart from hunting food for the crowned snake, Yang Ji's entire mind was immersed in practicing martial arts.
Yang Ji moved to the deep mountains to practice martial arts, originally to avoid the eyes and ears of the eldest lady, but later, because he found it troublesome, Yang Ji simply moved the practice location next to the crowned snake.
In this long-term relationship, Yang Ji became more and more familiar with the King Snake, and gradually became less afraid of him than he was at first.
However, Yang Ji never broke through the last layer of paper between a person and a snake. No matter how close he and the crowned snake were, he would never go next to the crowned snake.
He only helped the crowned snake out of sympathy and compassion, but he would never risk his life to get close to a dangerous crowned snake.
After eight years of experience, except for the old housekeeper, Yang Ji couldn't even trust his closest relatives. How could he trust an extremely ferocious and dangerous snake?
"White snake crouching on the grass...White snake crouching on the grass...White snake crouching on the grass..."
Yang Ji kept exercising next to the big rock. He could now pop up about one foot with a flick, but there was still a big gap between the two feet.
On the one hand, it is related to his strength, but on the other hand, it is also the core essence of White Snake Fucao, which Yang Ji has not mastered yet.
During this period of time, the "Crown King Snake" received sufficient food and rest, and his body recovered faster and faster, and he looked more and more energetic.
Three days later, Yang Ji was practicing next to the big rock.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and Yang Ji was startled. Before he could react, he saw the large rock weighing more than 2,000 kilograms, which even seven or eight big men might not be able to push, shake greatly.
"What...what happened?"
Yang Ji's eyelids twitched and he let out a low cry. Before he could check what was going on, he saw a black shadow leaping out from under the rock, making a whirring sound, and rushing towards him.
To be continued...