Chapter 021 Great Yoga

He took out the thin booklet, and Feng Xiaobing couldn't wait to look through it.

"Uh~~, it's actually a hand-painted comic strip, awesome," Feng Xiaobing looked at it with relish.

There are not many pages in the booklet. It is estimated that there are only more than 20 sheets of thin paper, on which there are many villains of different shapes. There are also a few lines of words under each villain, which is very similar to the small picture book Feng Xiaobing read when he was a child.

There is no long talk or skill description, just a variety of postures and simple movements and breathing requirements.

Looking at it, Feng Xiaobing's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, because these movements looked very familiar, reminding him of a common sport that used to run into the gym to pick up horses.

Yoga.

"Damn, it's obviously yoga, annihilation? The big yoga is almost done," Feng Xiaobing scratched his head and shouted.

However, unlike the yoga in my impression, all the little people in the picture have a round mark on their abdomens, as if they are tying something to their stomachs.

Xiaobai saw Feng Xiaobing's strange expression and came over curiously, but he exclaimed, "The practitioner's skill, wow, this doesn't seem to be a universal skill. Let me have a look."

Xiaobai looked through it quickly and said excitedly, " boss, this, this is priceless, complete skills, complete, hahaha."

Feng Xiaobing scratched his head and said, "Is this more than 100 movements a complete skill?"

" boss, you don't know that general practitioners practice with public practice skills, that is, this posture and cooperative breathing, and at the same time with the assistance of the demon core, they can turn on the light. As far as I know, there are only more than 20 public skills, but they can be enlightened and even cultivated to the peak of bronze. However, if you want to break through, you need more skills, and these skills will not be passed on. Some big families or churches have better skills. The skills are from easy to difficult. The further you go, the more difficult it is to practice, and the fewer moves you make. Oh, my God, there are more than a hundred movements. I don't know what they will be practiced.

Feng Xiaobing's eyebrows jumped. Listening to this, more than 100 yoga movements can be practiced into high masters... That's a few days of hard work. Now I still remember that at least hundreds of movements, isn't he holding a golden bowl of rice?

Just practice. Although I can't remember hundreds of movements before, it's different now. The zombie's body is hard to say, but it's resistant to toss. It's no problem to tie your arms and legs with a bow.

Taking out the last remaining demon core, Feng Xiaobing gritted his teeth and asked Xiaobai to annihilate according to the big annihilation. Oh, the way described in the big yoga was pasted under the navel, and then the first simple action on the booklet was placed.

There was nothing abnormal at first, but when Feng Xiaobing took a few rounds of deep breaths according to the instructions, something wonderful happened. There was a strange tremor in the lower abdomen close to the demon core, followed by a sense of warmth, and an inexplicable suction automatically sucked the demon core on the skin. At this time, it was not With the auxiliary cloth belt, Feng Xiaobing believes that the demon core will not fall.

And a feeling of absorbing something from the demon core comes, which is like learning the breath adjustment technique of dust for the first time. The difference is that the breath adjustment technique is absorbed from the air, which is slow and limited, and adjusting the breath to a certain state will no longer help. However, this way of sucking from the demon core is very fast and has no limit. It's like a person who is addicted to smoking but hasn't smoked for a long time. He suddenly got a best cigar and lit it and was smoking fiercely, which made people a little dizzy but extremely comfortable.

He was refreshed and felt the wonderful Feng Xiaobing excited, so he changed to an action that he remembered before that was not in the book.

"Hung~~~", the demon core actually made a clear and recognizable buzz. There was a small stone like a conveyor belt on Feng Xiaobing's belly, which trembled quickly, and with the continuation of Feng Xiaobing's movement, it trembled faster and faster.

Xiaobai was also stunned. Although he can't open his light to practice, he has a lot of people in contact with, and there are also many masters. Some people have even taught a trick and a half in order to thank him. Although it is useless to Xiaobai in the end, he knows a lot about the cultivation of practitioners. This phenomenon has never been heard of. .

Feng Xiaobing changed another action, but it was the second type on the book. Sure enough, the trembling demon core calmed down again. Feng Xiaobing changed it again. This time it is not available in the book, and it is a relatively difficult move.

"Hum~~~~Kka~", the demon core suddenly accelerated the trembling, and suddenly turned into two halves in the violent trembling.

Before Feng Xiaobing and Xiaobai could react, "Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka~~~", the demon core was constantly broken, and in the blink of an eye, it became a fine powder, tightly adsorbing on Feng Xiaobing's belly. After two breaths, the smashed demon core actually turned into fog and was absorbed clean by Feng Xiaobing.

Feng Xiaobing did not end the action, because a strong feeling of energy fluctuation came from the abdomen. With the breathing of yoga movements, it was zooming regularly like a heart. The energy was very strong. Feng Xiaobing did not dare to end it rashly. He had a hunch that if he let go of the control of the energy group now, he would be miserable.

Xiaobai was shocked to see that the demon core had disappeared, and then saw Feng Xiaobing seem to have turned into a puppet, standing there in a strange posture.

Time passed minute by, and Feng Xiaobing was still standing there like that until lunch time.

No monster came over. He should still be busy discussing how to deal with the big trouble brought to them by Feng Xiaobing. Xiaobai didn't dare to leave Feng Xiaobing, so he put away the booklet, took out some leftover dry food and ate it, and then looked at Feng Xiaobing, who performed performance art stupidly.

Feng Xiaobing knew that the demon core energy absorbed by his brain in his abdomen could not be appeased at this time, just like a bomb pulsating in his abdomen. Feng Xiaobing had a feeling that once he lost control, the bomb would definitely explode.

He stared at Xiaobai, but Feng Xiaobing didn't dare to speak at all, and he didn't know when this situation would end.

After another half-day, Xiaobai felt that something was wrong. It was almost dark. The boss was actually still that kind of virtue, and he didn't play with performance art like this. Playing like this would kill people.

Finally, Xiaobai couldn't stand it any longer and walked to Feng Xiaobing.

Looking at the puppet Feng Xiaobing, Xiaobai tried to shout, "Big boss, boss, please reply when you hear it, I'm Xiaobai, I'm Xiaobai."

Feng Xiaobing was funny in his heart. Xiaobai's tone reminded him of "Yangtze River, Yangtze River, I'm the Yellow River". He was so happy that he almost couldn't control the energy. The energy mass suddenly swelled twice, which scared him. He quickly stopped thinking about it.

Xiaobai saw that the boss didn't respond and said again, "Big boss, boss, what's wrong with you? It's getting dark. It's not a way for you to stand like this. How about I put you down and rest?

Feng Xiaobing was terrified that his mind would affect the energy group. If he was manipulated by Xiao Bai, he didn't know what would happen.

Xiaobai still didn't get a response and said to himself, "Well, boss, if you don't speak, you will acquiesce. I have to act."

At this moment, Feng Xiaobing is trying to control the energy group that has just rippled again. He didn't notice that Xiao Bai's hand had been slowly put on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a soft touch came from his shoulder, and Xiao Bai's hand had been pressed on Feng Xiaobing's body.

"Kada~~", like a grenade's fuse was pulled out, Feng Xiaobing was terruffered and could no longer control the energy group in his abdomen.

Originally, with Feng Xiaobing's steady breathing and pulsating energy mass suddenly bloomed, Feng Xiaobing immediately could not feel the situation in his body, as if everything in his body was replaced by energy, his brain was blank, and everything was out of control.

Xiao Bai looked at Feng Xiaobing strangely, and two wisps of blood slowly flowed out of Feng Xiaobing's nostrils.

Xiao Bai opened his eyes wide in surprise. Thinking of pulling back his hand, he found that it was like being stuck.

Suddenly, a huge force passed into Xiaobai's hand. Xiaobai was like being rushed head-on by a huge wave, humming, and was simply slapped away.

He got up from the pieces of broken wooden tables and chairs, but Xiao Bai was shocked to find Feng Xiaobing's miserable situation.

Feng Xiaobing's slowly flowing nosebleed has turned into a stream, as if the blood of his whole body had to flow clean from his small nostrils, and the combat uniform on his chest was dyed red, as if he had just been picked up from the dyeing tank.

With an exaggerated trembling, Feng Xiaobing opened his mouth and sprayed a blood mist. At the same time, a lot of blood flowed out of his eyes and ears.

It seemed that Feng Xiaobing's bleeding was not miserable enough. The muscles of Feng Xiaobing's whole body suddenly swelled, and then there was a dense bursting bean-like whisper. Feng Xiaobing's combat uniform turned dark red in an instant, and then it turned into pieces of cloth, which could no longer wrap his body, and ** the hand outside, In the face, neck and other places, a large amount of vigorous blood fog bloomed, and Feng Xiaobing turned into a humanoid festival fireworks. The difference is that what he erupted was not a beautiful fireworks but an equally beautiful but extremely bloody fireworks.

Xiaobai screamed and rushed over desperately. He hugged Feng Xiaobing and just wanted to send the boss's blood back to his body.

Xiaobai's body also trembled, and the arm that directly touched Feng Xiaobing's body began to crack and bleed, and his whole body was dyed red by Feng Xiaobing's endless blood.

gritting his teeth, Xiaobai stubbornly stroked the boss's body, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Finally, he could no longer hold Feng Xiaobing's Xiaobai, let out a sharp scream that didn't look like a man, and flew out again.

Finally, I don't know if there was no blood spray. Feng Xiaobing stopped shaking and bleeding, and fell straight back to the ground. A large area of the ground around him had been stained blood red.

Xiaobai struggled to climb over. After a few efforts, he still rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

It's getting late outside. In the spacious monster palace, the four walls of the banyan tree, I don't know what is inlaid emits a bright light, providing lighting for the interior space.

On the ground, there was a large area of terrible red center. Feng Xiaobing lay motionless, not far away. In the messy fragments of tables and chairs, Xiao Bai was also bathed in blood and lay face down.

There was a dead silence in the house, and outside, it was completely a normal appearance of the forest at night. The occasional sound of insects indicated that everything was normal, as if no one had noticed that something terrible had happened here.