Chapter 20 Asceticism

Zhuo Yuhan didn't expect that his ancestors would use this method to help themselves and be beaten, which is a simple and effective way. Coupled with the ancestors' grasp of strength and the repair and transformation of the body by building foundations and refining body fluids, it is no longer difficult for Zhuo Yuhan to practice Bajiquan.

After soaking in the bucket for about three hours, Zhuo Yuhan could no longer feel any pain, but his whole body was filled with a cool and comfortable feeling. He twisted his neck casually and made a crackling sound, which showed that the bones were slowly being modified.

Zhuo Yuhan jumped out of the barrel, and the original blood stains on his body have almost dissipated, leaving only a faint red mark. Presumably, he can recover after another night's rest. Previously, Zhuo Yuhan was afraid of leaving scars on his body. Now it seems that even the only worry can be relieved. Wearing the clothes that his ancestors have been preparing for a long time, Zhuo Yuhan put the water that has faded down in another barrel for use tomorrow.

Out of the room, Zhuo Yuhan stretched out. It's evening now. The sunset and the sunset are wonderful.

"Little guy, how do you feel?"

The ancestors appeared behind Zhuo Yuhan and asked jokingly.

"Not bad! Thank you, ancestors."

Zhuo Yuhan nodded and thanked his ancestors in his heart. The ancestors also let themselves see hope and gave themselves more firm confidence. Four years of climbing the knighthood is not hopeless.

"Well, you practice boxing tomorrow morning, start to help you refine your body in the evening, and lie in the barrel at night!"

"It's all up to the arrangement of the ancestors. Then Yu Han went to practice boxing.

After saying that, Zhuo Yuhan walked down the bamboo house, integrated into the green bamboo sea, and began to play Bajiquan again. Diligence can make up for clumsiness, and stupid birds fly first. Zhuo Yuhan knows the truth well, and time waits for no one. Practice, practice, and practice again!

The next day, Zhuo Yuhan still got up and breathed for an hour. He felt refreshed, light, and intelligent. These are the effects of the refining of internal elements.

One hour a day to practice the six-character breathing method of the spirit turtle, and then come back to cook. Then he practiced boxing until the sunset.

"Location through the sky cannon!"

Zhuo Yuhan raised his breath in Dantian, ran Zhou Tian, and then passed through his elbow. The original small arm suddenly bulged with blue veins, which was extremely ferocious. His thin right arm quickly swelled to the fist, and punched a bamboo in front of him.

"Boom..."

With a roar, the fist-sized bamboo burst, slowly collapsed and went down to the sky cannon, with unparalleled momentum and great power. After Zhuo Yuhan used this move, his body was like a discouraged ball. He immediately withered down, and his feet softened and almost fell down.

The ground cannon is the last type of Bajiquan. Its energy and strength have been accumulated to the peak. One punch is like a huge cannon, which bombards the world. However, this is also due to Zhuo Yuhan's accumulation of the first seven styles, and one move broke out to have this effect. Otherwise, how can you break the tough bamboo?

Even so, Zhuo Yuhan's strength was also used up and almost collapsed.

"Amazing! Unparalleled martial arts is really horrible! After only three days, you can interrupt the tough Cangzhu. In time, the power will definitely increase greatly. Bombard people and make a hole directly.

Zhuo Yuhan weakly held the bamboo next to him and secretly smacked his tongue. The power of this eight-jiquan is really not a boast. Zhuo Yuhan is confident that he is now facing Zhuo Yunfei's wind and waves. Even if he can't win completely, he will not fall behind.

" hiss..."

Suddenly, there was a heartbreaking pain in his fist, which made Zhuo Yuhan couldn't help taking a cold breath. Looking intently, the whole right fist cracked a few mouths, and drops of blood dripped down. Not only that, the whole right arm seems to have lost consciousness and is uncontrollable. Just now, Zhuo Yuhan was immersed in the power of this punch and had not yet found that his whole arm was as useless.

"How's the little guy? Cool! Hey hey!"

The ancestors slowly came out at this time, and the gloating smile on his face was very obvious.

"Ancestor, my right arm will not really be as you said. I can't stand the power of Bajiquan. Break it!"

Zhuo Yuhan was also too lazy to pay attention to whether his ancestors had cancelled it at this time. What he was most concerned about was his arm and asked pitifully.

"Not broken yet!" The ancestor said lightly.

"That's good!" Zhuo Yuhan was secretly relieved when he heard the words. However, the next words of the ancestors made Zhuo Yu's nose almost crooked. But it's almost the same as broken."

"Uh... what about the ancestors?" Zhuo Yuhan's relieved heart rose again.

"This is the consequence of being not strong enough to force the use of Bajiquan. Think about what you just used on your opponent. The other party is strong and unscathed, and you are equivalent to self-harm. Take a break, continue to exercise your physical strength, and then soak it with the foundation refining fluid I prepared for you. It should be able to return to normal in five days. Don't. Although Bajiquan is fierce, it pays attention to strong governance. The other party's body is stronger than itself, and it must not be used easily.

The ancestors solemnly taught them a lesson. When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he was immediately relieved. Thinking of the words of his ancestors, he was afraid for a while. Indeed, if you were against someone just now, I'm afraid that your right arm would be injured, and it would be the fish on the cutting board, which would be slaughtered by others.

"Eat a shack and grow a wisdom. I hope you can remember more."

"Yu Han has been taught. Thank you for your suggestion."

Zhuo Yuhan is not the kind of person who knows his mistakes. Wrong is wrong, and what you are afraid of is that you still don't repent when you know it's wrong.

"Ancestor, I have a good rest. Let's begin!"

Zhuo Yuhan rested for half an hour. Although his right arm was still unconscious, his physical strength had recovered. His left hand slowly took off his clothes, stepped steadily, and gritted his teeth and began to exercise.

"Hey, the little guy has good perseverance. Then the old man is not polite."

The ancestor nodded with admiration, and an energetic whip appeared again in his hand and slapped Zhuo Yuhan's back.

"P..."

" hiss..."

A sharp pain came from the back, which made Zhuo Yuhan grin. The ancestors ignored this and continued to wave long whips to destroy Zhuo Yuhan.

Like last time, Zhuo Yuhan still didn't say a word. After 22 times, he reached the limit of his body and fell to the ground. However, this time there is no coma, which has improved compared with yesterday.

"Not bad, not bad. Put on your own clothes, and then quickly soak in the barrel, otherwise your body will leave sequelae, which will be detrimental to the cultivation of martial arts in the future.

The ancestors received the long whip and left the bamboo forest with their hands behind their hands. Zhuo Yuhan rested for a moment before getting up from the ground with difficulty.

" hiss..."

The cold clothes touched the bloody wound on his body, and the painful Zhuo Yuhan took a deep breath. His eyes were dark and he almost fell into a coma.

"It really hurts! Hiss..." He gritted his teeth and muttered, and Zhuo Yuhan limped back. After a short journey, Zhuo Yuhan walked and stopped and walked for nearly half an hour before arriving. Several times, Zhuo Yuhan almost fell into a coma, but with a stubborn and firm belief, he gritted his teeth and survived.

Quickly took off his clothes, and Zhuo Yuhan crawled into a wooden barrel containing foundation refining fluid.

"Hmm..."

As soon as the cool medicine touched his body, Zhuo Yuhan felt like he had gone from hell to heaven in an instant and couldn't help moaning. The liquid penetrated into the body with the wound and pores. Zhuo Yuhan finally couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Zhuo Yu slept for more than four hours. When he woke up, there was a plate of warm food next to him. Presumably, it was the ancestors who estimated that Zhuo Yuhan woke up and prepared the food.

"Thank you very much, ancestor."

Zhuo Yuhan knew that his ancestors could hear his words and thanked the air. Although the ancestors are old and disrespectful on the surface and like to play tricks on Zhuo Yuhan, they are very good, easy-going and easy, and have no majesty of the elders at all.

After eating, I moved my arms a few times. Although I was still weak, I could barely move. Looking at the sky, the night was deep. After sleeping for a few hours in the foundation refining body fluid, Zhuo Yuhan swept away fatigue, full of energy, and no sleep at all, so he began to sit on the ground to meditate, breathe and spit.

The aura between heaven and earth does not exist all the time, so you can breathe and spit out aura at night or during the day.

Two hours later, Zhuo Yuhan opened his eyes and began to prepare for breakfast, and then continued to practice the six-character breath method of the spirit turtle. Although the right arm is inconvenient, it can still practice Bajiquan. In the evening, the ancestors will appear in time to exercise Zhuo Yuhan's body.