Chapter 19 Building a Foundation and Refining Body Fluid

Zhuo Yuhan collected his momentum and felt the subtle changes in his body. He couldn't help but be happy and moved a little towards the goal. If Zhuo Yuhan's goal is 100 steps, now he has finally taken the most difficult first step.

The cornerstone of a tall building has laid a small stone. Although it has a long way to go, it has begun to get started, which is also a success.

Zhuo Yuhan still remembered the vision of the wordless ancient book last night. After feeling some physical changes, he walked back to the bamboo house and prepared to ask his ancestors. At least the ancestors are hundreds of years old. They are well-informed and may be able to explore the mysteries.

"Little guy, hurry up and cook. The old man has been hungry for a long time. As soon as the ancestors saw Zhuo Yuhan come back, he shouted carelessly.

"Uh... Ancestor, Yu Han heard that he practiced martial arts to a high level and did not eat fireworks in the world. Haven't you practiced that far, ancestor?

After a few days of dating, Zhuo Yuhan also figured out the temper of his ancestors and no longer had any pressure, so he spoke unscrupulously and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Bad boy, if you want to set the old man up again! No way, do you still want to learn martial arts? If you don't want to, forget it."

People become elites. How could the ancestors not know Zhuo Yuhan's idea? They laughed and scolded and patted the latter's head and said with a bad smile.

"You are cruel!"

What Zhuo Yuhan is most afraid of now is that his ancestors threatened him by learning martial arts, so he had no choice but to cook.

"Wow...not bad, not bad. The little guy's craftsmanship has improved again. Hey hey, the old man is still wise.

The ancestors took Zhuo Yuhan's porridge, took a sip, and shouted that it was delicious. A look of intoxication. Zhuo Yuhan was too lazy to pay attention to him and drank porridge by himself. He didn't have time to discuss these irrelevant things. At present, martial arts practice is the most important thing.

After breakfast, Zhuo Yuhan quickly took out the black ancient book in his arms and handed it to his ancestors, and told the vision that happened last night.

"Is this actually the case? Show me." The ancestors took the black ancient book, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart was extremely excited, as if he were holding some treasure. The ancestors looked at it carefully, then frowned and thought about it, and then looked at Zhuo Yuhan thoughtfully. Seeing this, Zhuo Yuhan could only hold back his patience.

The ancestors thought for a moment, and suddenly a golden flame appeared in his palm burning black ancient books. Zhuo Yuhan was amazed when he saw that his ancestors actually gave birth to a burning flame out of thin air.

"What kind of realm does it take for the power to condense into flames! The ancestors are really not simple. The golden flame burned for a moment, and the black ancient books still did not reflect at all. The ancestor shook his head and handed the ancient book to Zhuo Yuhan.

"This book is a little strange. It is intact and extraordinary in the flame condensed by the old man. You know, the old man condenses this flame, and even real gold and pure iron can burn into nothingness. Maybe it needs to be opened under special circumstances. You put it away first, and you won't be useful in the future.

The ancestors fiddled with it, and then threw the ancient books to Zhuo Yuhan. He secretly said to himself, "The Holy Scriptures finally appeared. My Zhuo family has hope, and the mainland also has hope. After many years, the Holy Book has finally reappeared. That's great! However, although I know its existence, I don't know how to open it. Maybe I can only rely on Yu Han to find it by himself.

Naturally, Zhuo Yuhan did not know that he had found the baby, so he had no choice but to take the ancient book in his arms and prepare to start practicing boxing.

Didn't the ancestors say yesterday that they would help Yu Han refine his body? Let's begin!"

"Don't worry, don't be can't stand it later. You can practice Bajiquan to warm up first, and the old man can give you some advice." The ancestor put down the excitement in his heart and waved his hand and laughed jokingly.

"All right!" Zhuo Yuhan opened his posture and began to play Bajiquan in a row.

"The first type of Bajiquan, the king of Yan's three-point hand."

The king of Haydn's three-point hands, Zhuo Yuhan stood firmly, his arms were strong, his fists were clenched, and they were intertwined. His fists were fierce and quite powerful.

"The second type of tiger climbing the mountain."

The second practice is the foot. The fierce tiger climbed the mountain, with the momentum like a tiger, quickly and violently stepped out and kicked up, and the fierce momentum increased again.

"The third type, regardless of the door"

"The fourth type, the overlord breaks the reins..."

A set of Bajiquan, Zhuo Yuhan hit hard from beginning to end, sweating profusely and panting. However, the subsequent cool breath enters the body along the open pores to moisturize the body.

"Yes, the moves are relatively accurate, but the strength is not enough, which does not reflect the strong momentum of Bajiquan. And the power is not fast enough. Move like a bow, like a thunderbolt, and the spirit should sink. Don't be impetuous. The attack should be fierce, pay attention to cutting, take an inch, and fight hard. Come down and experience it yourself. The ancestors pointed out the shortcomings in Zhuo Yu's cold boxing.

"Yu Han understands."

Even if Zhuo Yuhan is smart, it is impossible to understand the essence of boxing in one day. He can only slowly explore and get familiar with it in future practice.

"Now take off your clothes, calm down, and guard the spiritual platform." When Zhuo Yuhan was almost rested, his ancestors ordered seriously.

When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he didn't ask much. He immediately took off his clothes and stood firm.

"Don't you want to be beaten? It starts now. If you can't help it, you won't practice tomorrow. The ancestors said with a smile.

"Come on!" Zhuo Yuhan gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"P..."

The ancestor stretched out his right hand and slowly appeared a pale golden whip. The vitality condenses into objects, which is also the application of martial arts cultivation to a certain level. The ancestor held a long whip and casually slapped Zhuo Yuhan's back.

"Hest..." The ancestors came like this without warning, even though Zhuo Yuhan was prepared and breathed a cold breath in pain.

"Pa, Pa, Pa..."

The ancestors didn't care so much. They waved the whip condensed of vitality in their hands and kept beating Zhuo Yuhan's back, hands and legs. In short, except for his head, they would basically be beaten.

With the increase of the number of times, fine beads of sweat have appeared on Zhuo Yuhan's forehead, and his lips have been bitten because of too much force. However, Zhuo Yu didn't say a word.

"Zhuo Yuhan can only become a road if he endures hardships. You can't even stand this pain, how can you practice martial arts? Persist, persevere."

"Hey, little guy, isn't it cool!" The ancestors said with a smile.

"Continue...to...to fight, I... still hold on..." Zhuo Yuhan gritted his teeth and said.

"Bum..."

Finally, after beating 22 times, Zhuo Yuhan's eyes turned black and fell to the ground.

"Very good. It can be hit 22 times, which is better than your father in those years.

The ancestors nodded with admiration. Every beating of the ancestors poured power into the bamboo branches, and the force was well controlled, just reaching the critical point that Zhuo Yuhan could bear. At this time, Zhuo Yuhan's body was completely unremarkable and full of blood stains.

The ancestors picked up Zhuo Yuhan's waist, walked back to the bamboo house, and then put Zhuo Yuhan into a large wooden barrel prepared in advance. There is hot water in the barrel, but there are many herbs floating in the water, and the color of the water is dark green.

Zhuo Yuhan, who was confused, felt a cool and comfortable airflow penetrated into his body along his wounds and pores, relieving the pain. After half an hour, Zhuo Yuhan woke up leisurely.

"What is this?" Zhuo Yuhan took a look at the green hot water soaked in his own water and asked curiously.

"Building foundation and refining body fluid. This is the foundation-building prescription that the old man paid a lot of money to get, and now it's cheaper for you. Hurry up and adjust your breath, otherwise you won't have to get up tomorrow.

The ancestors looked very painful. This foundation refining fluid needs to be combined with more than ten kinds of herbs to form a pure medicinal power, refine the body, and quickly heal scars. When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he stopped asking more questions. He closed his eyes and began to run the vitality in his body. With the operation of Zhuo Yuhan's body, the green component in the water slowly penetrated into Zhuo Yuhan's body.

This method of exercising in a beaten way is clumsy, but very effective. Each whip can effectively increase the body's ability and resilience. However, ordinary people dare not use this method. Without the cooperation of building foundations and refining body fluids, I'm afraid that their bodies have not been well practiced, so they have put their lives in it.