Chapter 11 Bu's Martial Arts

Ke'er didn't say anything.

Bu Jinglei heard Ke'er's footsteps again, and then thought about something about Long Shaoyu. After thinking about it, he felt that this woman was really likely to come to divorce tomorrow. She must prepare a bottle of sulfuric acid early, but I don't know if there is such a thing as sulfuric acid in this alien world.

went out to look for a circle. Not only did they not find sulfuric acid, but also provoked a lot of anger. All the people who saw him became mute in front of Bu Jinglei. When Bu Jinglei left, those people pointed behind and whispered, which made Bu Jinglei angry.

Then he was worried that Bu Zhantian might be cut off at any time, so Bu Jinglei planned to go to the inner courtyard to wait for him. As the eldest son, he should also do his duty.

Many people in the Bu family are sitting full of rooms, among which five elders of the Bu family are also sitting.

Bu Jinglei understands that Bu Zhantian, as one of the core figures of the Bu family and the eldest son of the old man, obviously has an extraordinary status. Now that people are dying, these families will definitely keep it.

However, when Bu Jinglei just appeared at the door, everyone stopped talking and looked at him. Although no one said anything too much, Bu Jinglei still couldn't survive and stayed for two minutes before going out.

After returning to the house, he couldn't sleep anyway. While worrying that Bu Zhantian might die, he was thinking about whether he would be kicked out of the house. Bu Jinglei simply sat up and looked around the room.

The room is very spacious, luxurious, fully furnished, and there is a library inside, but I know at a glance that the former owner of this body does not like to read. Although there is a shelf full of high-end books, few books have been turned over.

"Do you have any martial arts secrets? Ya, the Bu family are all martial arts practitioners. Why doesn't this guy have a secret book?

After flipping through it, I didn't see a secret book. Instead, I saw several H books with pictures and the truth. I couldn't help but read them. If it weren't for something urgent, I really wanted to finish reading these books in one breath.

Suddenly, I don't know where to press, the bookshelf moved slowly to the inside. It turned out that there was a dark room inside.

Bu Jinglei recalled the situation in his memory and found that there was a memory about this dark room, but it was extremely vague. After a long time, he tried to think about it and couldn't figure it clearly.

"This guy hasn't opened this dark room for a long time."

There is nothing shiny in the dark room, only an old broken table and a few old calligraphy and paintings.

However, on the old and simple table, there are also broken books with a thick layer of dust.

Bu Jinglei seemed to feel something, stared at the broken book, his eyes lit up, licked his lower lip, and then carefully removed the dust from the broken book, and his eyes suddenly lit up again.

'Bushi martial arts'!

I only saw four strong and powerful characters written on the cover of the book.

"I went there, it turned out to be a book of Bu's martial arts. This guy turned out to be copying the content of Bu's martial arts as practicing calligraphy."

The pen and ink on the table have long dried up, and the brush has been buried by dust. Bu Jinglei looked at the content of the calligraphy and painting and found that it was a transcription in the book.

Bu Jinglei held the broken book and carefully came to the outside room. Then he was excited like a drum and began to read the content of the book.

"Bushi martial arts is handed down by the Bu family. Every descendant of the Bu family can issue a copy from the age of 15 for preliminary familiarity with the content of martial arts; Bu's martial arts is absolutely not allowed to be taught to any outsiders. Except for special circumstances, it can be taught to internal disciples, but it must also be subject to the consent of the family elders. It can be taught."

From this sentence, Bu Jinglei understood the reason why there is a book of Bu's martial arts here. Bu Jinglei, as a grandson of Bu's parents and has a certain status in the Bu family, and naturally can get a book of Bu's martial arts.

"To practice Bu's martial arts, you must first open up the mysterious veins of heaven and earth, otherwise you can't practice, and forced practice will return without success, and you will even go crazy."

So that's it. No wonder every descendant has issued a copy. You can't understand the mysterious two veins, and you can only look at it and can't practice. A wry smile rises at the corners of Bu Jinglei's mouth, and you also understand why this book hasn't been moved for a long time.

Next is the content, the first layer, the second layer, the third layer... I kept writing. There were a lot of words, and Bu Jinglei was not in the mood to read it. Anyway, I didn't open the two mysterious veins, and I couldn't practice after reading it, so I turned directly to the last page of the book.

Suddenly, the content of this page absorbed Bu Jinglei's vision, "The preliminary skills of martial arts can be practiced by everyone."

"Fuddy horse, cheated to death the whole family, put the introductory skill in the end, damn it, let me despair to death first, and now give me a little hope, next door to Mahler."

Step by step and thunderily spread the broken book on a square stool, and then sit cross-legged ** and practice according to the introductory skills, such as internal qi generation, qi walking eight veins, wandering the whole body, etc., all of which are internal skills and mental methods. It is easy to follow. In short, everything is led by consciousness, which is essentially all conscious activities.

Inhale...

Instract air......

Walking the pulse......

There are pictures and the truth in the skills. Each meridians are clearly drawn. Where to stop and where to turn, you can know at a glance that as long as you are not a fool, you can complete these steps.

Half an hour later, he completed all the introductory mental methods, and repeated it. He was thinking about the true NC of this mental method, and he could learn it as soon as he learned it, but suddenly thought of a question: What is the effect of this practice?

There were few entry-level skills, and there was no effect until the end, but there was a line of small words: "The effect of cultivation is mentioned in the previous article, and this place will not be repeated."

"Is there anything wrong with MAHLE next door? The NC author doesn't say anything about the effect." Bu Jinglei was so angry.

I don't know what the effect will be. Isn't this practice in vain? In order to find the effect of normal practice, Bu Jinglei no longer hesitates, so he buried himself in reading the previous article again.

At this time, I saw the dawn. I read the previous article and unconsciously learned more about Bu's martial arts. Finally, I found a text about the introductory skill at dawn: Although the introductory skill is simple, the key is not to follow it, but the speed. If it can circulate 50 times in one breath, the effect is significant. .

Bu Jinglei was almost crazy. I still didn't say what the effect was. I was going to scold the author NC immediately, but the conditions were clear, 50 times a breath!

"Kao, it's not too late to scold when I do it."

Sit cross-legged, eliminate distracting thoughts, look at the nose, look at the nose, look at the heart, put the palm up on the knee, touch the index finger with the thumb, straighten the other three fingers, and then start to inhale, inhale, and walk the pulse after the breathing is stable.

It took three seconds for consciousness to go through fifteen bends from the tip of the thumb toe and the top of the head.

"Too slow, too slow..."

Step Thunder muttered in a low voice.

Then do it again, and then there is a continuous loop, and the time is increased to two seconds until the tenth time.

Constantly inhaling, inducing, and walking the pulse, the thunder made the determination to work hard. In order to cultivate this simple gas, the whole body of cultivation was sweaty, his face was red, the top of his head was hot, and his hair was soaked with sweat.

Suddenly, Bu Jinglei felt that he was dying, dizzy, and his eyes were full of stars. This situation was obviously in a state that could not be supported, reaching the limit, but he had not done it fifty times in one breath!

"Hold on, hold on..." subconsciously, a voice from the bottom of my heart kept encouraging.

Bu Jinglei didn't know that it was already dark outside, and Ke'er came in several times. First, he was happy for Bu Jinglei. Because Ke'er had never seen Bu Jinglei practice, she couldn't help but be surprised by his change. Later, at noon, he saw him sitting motionless, so he was a little worried. He was afraid that something would happen to the young master, and the young master would still Sitting, and sweating all over his body, he couldn't help but be anxious. He immediately turned around and ran away and ran to inform the second young master of the wind and thunder.

Bu Fenglei heard that this happened, and the lazy young master actually practiced and practiced all day? By the way, he came with a few servants in a hurry.

Boom!

At this time, Bu Jinglei felt that a meridians broke out loud, and his internal vision was very clear. He saw that one of the eight veins actually burst open and quickly caught fire!

"The meridians are on fire?"

hong hong hong hong hong!

Before I figured out what was going on, there were seven explosions in the body one after another, and the other seven meridians burst and quickly caught fire!

In the eyes of outsiders, the phenomenon of thunder is even more terrible. He has become a fireman, with a burning high-temperature flame from the inside out.