Longevity Martial Arts: Start with Five Animals Health Boxing Chapter 43

   Chapter 43 The pinnacle of divine power! One step at the door!

  Su Changkong did not forget his own cultivation while forging the golden ring armor and crossbow. Foreign objects are foreign objects after all, and his own strength is the foundation.

  In the courtyard, just after dawn, Su Changkong started the customary practice of Wu Qin Xi.

   "Whoohoo!"

In the yard, Su Changkong sometimes climbs a tree like a giant bear, sometimes descends a mountain like a tiger, and cooperates with the breathing method of the Turtle Breathing Technique, which causes his chest to rise and fall regularly when he practices boxing, and the infuriating qi in his body continues to swim throughout the body, and the breath lasts for a long time. long.

   This will undoubtedly increase the burden on Su Changkong's body, but it can also double the efficiency of cultivation! When the body is familiar with one kind of exercise, the exercise effect will begin to decline, and the effect can be best when matched with other different exercise methods!

   And Su Changkong's practice of Wuqinxi is to combine the breathing and breathing method of the Turtle Breathing Gong to increase the efficiency.

The sky was bright, and in the morning, Su Changkong saw sweat on his forehead and panted slightly, but he felt full and full. He felt like he had finished steaming the sauna, and his muscles were moaning comfortably. After practicing boxing, he went to the workshop to start working. .

   In the evening, Su Changkong drank a bowl of Yiqi San and began to practice Turtle Breathing Gong.

First, he crossed his knees into meditation, and when he entered the state, Su Changkong was lying on the bed, like an old tortoise sleeping, breathing in and out. The light blue air in the white circulated endlessly between his nose and mouth, like a trickle, neither hurry nor slow. Peace of mind.

  Daily penance, 12 o'clock potential, and enough training resources bring steady improvement!

   In the blink of an eye, half a year passed by, and another cold winter came. Su Changkong was already seventeen years old.

"Roar!"

In the early morning, thin snowflakes floated in the sky, and the air was freezing cold. In the woods outside the Black Iron Villa, Su Changkong exhaled like a tiger roaring. The falling snowflakes shattered under the wind of his fist!

   "My Wuqinxi...Is there a bottleneck? Still can't break through?"

  Su Changkong stopped practicing boxing, his brows furrowed.

   Name: Su Changkong (17 years old)

   Lifespan: 80 years

   Potential: 12 points

  Master martial arts: Wuqinxi (99% in 6 levels), Iron Sword Technique (31% in 6 levels), Turtle Breathing Gong (80% in 5 levels)

   Mastering skills: forging (27% for 6 levels to reach the pinnacle)

  Su Changkong opened the attribute panel and checked his information.

In the past six months, Su Changkong has made rapid progress. After the iron-cutting sword technique was integrated into the waist strike, it has advanced by leaps and bounds, and has entered the realm of reaching the peak of the 6th realm. The same is true for forging. Benefit a lot.

  The Turtle Breathing Technique, which is difficult to improve, is also practiced and practiced diligently by Su Changkong every day. With the help of Yiqi San, he can achieve a breakthrough in a few months at most.

   Especially the Wuqinxi, which has been practiced for the longest time, has reached the level of 99% of the peak of the 6th realm just half a month ago.

   What made Su Changkong frown was his half-month of ascetic cultivation, and it was difficult for Wu Qinxi to make progress, as if he had encountered some kind of bottleneck, which made Su Changkong puzzled.

   "If I break through again in Wuqinxi, I will most likely be able to break through the shackles of the Divine Power Realm and enter the Divine Brave Realm... It's normal to have a bottleneck, practice slowly, and sooner or later I will be able to break through!"

  Su Changkong then stretched his brows, knowing that he had reached the pinnacle of the Divine Power Realm, and if he went further, it would be the Divine Brave Realm of Forging Great Achievement!

  Su Changkong could feel that his body had reached a limit, as if new muscle tissue was about to grow under the skin, and he was full of energy.

  The Brave Realm, the last realm of the four realms of body forging, who has reached this level is definitely one of the few masters in Qingshui City Martial Arts!

   No one could have imagined that in a small black iron villa, a strong forging body would soon be born.

   "Clang clang clang!"

   As it approached noon, in the black iron villa's forging workshop, get off work had not yet finished, but there was a rapid bell tolling in the villa.

   "Are you here again?"

   All the casters stopped their work, each with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

"The Black Cavalry Gang is here... Three years have passed in the blink of an eye!" Su Changkong sighed secretly, counting the time, it was the Black Cavalry Gang's annual protection fee that was collected. This is the third annual fee that the Black Cavalry Gang collects. year.

   Everyone gathered at the Black Iron Villa.

   Sure enough, outside the Black Iron Villa, dozens of knights in black had already assembled, and the leader was Chen Zhuang, the third head of the Black Rider Gang who had met twice before.

  Chen Zhuang, as always, carried that sledgehammer, which was extraordinary and mighty.

   "It's here again... Good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years!" Everyone was secretly helpless. They originally hoped that the Black Cavalry Gang would be wiped out, but now it seems to be wishful thinking. The Black Cavalry Gang has been raging in the Qingshui City area for three years!

   "Old Liu."

  The owner Mo Tie glanced at Director Liu.

   Director Liu nodded knowingly, walked out of the Black Iron Villa alone with five hundred taels of silver notes, and walked towards Chen Zhuang.

   There is no way, facing the Black Rider Gang, Mo Tie can only pay the protection fee as usual.

   "This is this year's New Year's money, please count it." In front of Chen Zhuang, Director Liu respectfully presented the banknotes with both hands.

  Chen Zhuang stretched out his hand to take it and took a random count. Then he looked at Director Liu and said lightly, "Not enough."

   "Not enough? How could it be... It's five hundred taels, yes!"

   Director Liu was immediately stunned. He counted the bank note several times, and there was nothing wrong with it.

   "The annual money has been doubled. This year, each of your Hei Tie Shanzhuang has ten taels of silver per head, and it will be counted as one thousand taels in total."

  Chen Zhuang stared at Director Liu and said expressionlessly.

   "What? Doubled?"

   Hearing the words, Director Liu and even everyone in the Black Iron Villa were stunned.

  500 taels last year, doubled this year, Black Iron Villa has to pay 1,000 taels of silver!

   Even Mo Tie couldn't help but say: "Chen San is in charge... this... this is a bit out of order, right? Last year was five hundred taels!"

Originally, Mo Tie paid 500 taels of silver a year, which Mo Tie could bear with gritted teeth, but now he pays 1,000 taels of silver every year, which means that the annual profit of Hei Tie Villa is very small. After all, Mo Tie still has to pay the wages of the members of the villa. With food and lodging, a busy year is equivalent to working for nothing?

  Chen Zhuang's face turned pale, and he shouted, "Last year was last year! This year is this year! Be obedient to pay for the new year, or go to war with the Black Riders! Choose for yourself!"

   Chen Zhuang's voice was deafening and full of murderous aura. Director Liu, who was so frightened, staggered back and fell to the ground. He was just an ordinary person, and he really had no confidence in the face of a vicious star like Chen Zhuang.

The rest of the black cavalry knights also pressed their palms on the weapons on their waists, and stared at Mo Tie and the others on the high wall with cold eyes. Rivers of blood!

   "Is it because of the war between the Black Rider Gang and the White Jade Gang?"

  Su Changkong guessed.

At the beginning, there was friction between the White Jade Gang and the Black Riding Gang. Shi Hanshan, the young master of the Black Riding Gang, accidentally killed more than a dozen people in the Black Iron Villa. Su Changkong could not suppress the killing intent in his heart. Shi Hanshan beheaded on the spot.

   This undoubtedly made the Black Cavalry Gang furious, and the White Jade Gang fought endlessly. During the past half year, the two gangs fought several times, causing casualties to each other and heavy losses!

   Fighting is a waste of money. The Black Riders want to make the gang members work hard and fight the enemy bravely. Naturally, they have to give enough rewards and treatment. The wool comes from the sheep, so this year, the Black Riders will directly double the annual money they collect!

   (end of this chapter)

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