Chapter 202 Crack

Han Ruoli walked around the stone pot. His speed was not fast, and his eyes had never left the surface of the water. Gu Hong Fairy was looking at it coldly, with jokes and expectations in her eyes...

suddenly! Han Ruoli quickly ran away and threw it to the woods aside. The lonely fairy didn't know why Han Ruoli had any intention to leave at this time.

Han Ruoli definitely didn't go to pee, because when Han Ruoli came back, he held a bundle of dry firewood in his hand and repeatedly surrounded the stone pot. A trace of light flashed in Gu Hong Fairy's eyes, and Han Ruoli really found a way to crack it.

Han Ruoli lit dry wood with a fire fold, turned around and asked, "This is not a tool, because I didn't touch the stone inside with my hand through the tool."

Gu Hong Fairy nodded, but Han Ruoli did not violate the rules, which was within the allowable range. The so-called tool is not allowed to touch the stone inside with tools. Don't be happy too early."

"I understand!" Han Ruoli said, "Even if the water in the stone pot is boiling now, I may not be able to wait for the water to dry up in two hours."

"It's good to know." Gu Hongxianzi looked at Han Ruo and wanted to know what Han Ruoli would do next.

However, Han Ruoli was indifferent, but he kept adding dry wood, so that the heat below gradually rose, and the water in the stone pot began to boil, rolling white waves.

Gu Hong Fairy reminded: "It's been an hour."

Han Ruoli was indifferent after hearing this, and still looked at it quietly.

Gu Hong Fairy really doesn't understand now. In fact, the cracking method she left for Han Ruoli is not this one, but the principle used by the two people is the same. A long time ago, Guhong Fairy also faced such a problem, which was left to her by her master. Guhong Fairy practiced a palm of fire. She pressed her hands on the stone pot, baked the whole stone pot with internal force, and evaporated the water vapor inside.

And Han Ruoli uses dry firewood, and the two people's methods are similar, but the lonely fairy keeps shaking her head, because the water in the pot will not dry up at all. If it doesn't dry up, you can't get the three stones inside. As soon as two hours arrive, Han Ruoli will lose...

As time went by, Gu Hong Fairy looked at it. At dusk, she didn't go to play the piano. The boatman by the lake sat there smoking dry smoke...

Han Ruoli looked at the water rolling in the stone pot and thought of the innocent little Yuer to buy wine for herself. Of course, the beggar was Han Ruoli. Xiao Yuer cooks for Han Ruoli, Xiao Yuer helps Han Ruoli cover the blanket, and Xiao Yuer never looks at him with discriminatory optometry... Xiao Yuer's eyes are always so innocent...

Gu Hong Fairy reminded: "There are still less than a last minute..."

suddenly! Han Ruoli raised his head and roared at the sky. His body rushed to the stone pot like an arrow from the string. His palms slapped on the rolling stone wall. After a series of cracks of cracks, the stone pot cracked a gap.

Han Ruoli doesn't seem to feel the temperature of the stone pot, because his hands have turned red, and the stone will become crisp when grilled by the fire. Han Ruoli's internal forces are concentrated on his palms and slapped on the surface of the stone pot, which will naturally cause some damage to the stone pot. At this time, Gu Hong Fairy finally understood that Han Ruoli burned the stone. The pot is not to evaporate the water inside, but to break the discounted stone pot and smash the stone pot with a diameter of two meters with both palms... This sounds too incredible, but Han Ruoli succeeded. The stone pot cracked a gap and began to flow out, making a "Zizi" sound...

Han Ruoli looked at the boatman in surprise. The boatman had been delivering food to Guhong Fairy, but never drank a word from Guhong Fairy. Every night he listened to the sound of Guhong Fairy's piano by the lake. The sound of the piano was continuous. He never left. I don't know why it was an accident today.

The boatman said, "Her piano is as bleak and pure as water. Only when her heart is calm can she play such a wonderful movement."

Han Ruoli said, "You are fascinated by her beauty, so you are indirectly confused by the piano sound lock. This is called Aiwu and Wu."

The old boatman was not in a hurry to explain and said lightly, "The strength of the palm of fire is not how big the palm is, but how strong the force is just right. It should be light, how heavy it should be, the palm can melt the blade, and the wind of the palm can burn the skin. This is the state when the palm of fire is practiced to nine times."

"Hmm!" Han Ruoli said, "What's the use of being more powerful? If she doesn't even want to save people, she should have retreated as soon as possible. This kind of person is cold-blooded, and I'm afraid it will be another big disaster to walk around the world. Has the Guhong Fairy's fiery palm been practiced to nine times now?

The old boatman nodded and said, "She has already broken the enemy's blade with the palm of fire and hit the person. The fire pierces the body, and it is extremely hot. Life is better than death."

Han Ruoli admitted that he felt this way at that moment when he was beaten by Gu Hong Fairy, but Han Ruoli wondered why he was not dead.

The old boatman continued: "To practice the palm of fire, first of all, those with deep internal strength and deep internal strength will get twice the result with half the effort. If there is a lack of internal strength, it is not suitable to practice the palm of fire. In the past, Aojian Villa only paid attention to sword practice rather than practicing qi. Meng Ranlan and Gu Hongxian had a competition. As a result, the battle was a wonderful battle. In a mess, Meng Ranlan's blade was broken by the lonely fairy, and Meng Ranlan admitted defeat and ended.

Han Ruoli didn't expect that a person who only uses his palm is so powerful that even Meng Ranlan's sword can resist... This lonely fairy is also the number one person, but unfortunately she...he! Han Ruoli sighed.

The old boatman asked, "Young man, why did you sigh?"

Han Ruoli told the boatman what happened to Xiao Yuer. After hearing this, the boatman just smiled and said, "The poison of ice in your sister's body can really be melted away except the palm of fire. After going back, you can use the palm of fire to open all the veins on her body and rest for a few days."

Han Ruoli asked, "Is it so simple?"

The old boatman replied, "It's that simple!"

Han Ruoli scolded, "Bastard Gu Hong Fairy, she won't help such a simple thing. Is her conscience eaten by the dog?"

The old boatman laughed and said, "Young man, you just smashed the stone pot with one slap. Do you know who made the stone pot?"

Han Ruoli shook his head. He certainly didn't know, waiting for the old boatman to say the answer.

The old boatman said, "That pot was built by the master of the Guhong Fairy and was specially used for testing."

"Test?" Han Ruoli doesn't understand. Do they all test to take stones?

"It's the test you just did to take out 30 stones in the iron pot. It's just that the lonely fairy only put three stones in for you. The water didn't overflow, just put more than half of the water.

Han Ruoli still didn't understand and asked, "Is this a test or something? Human wisdom?"

"Not to others! But for you, that's a test of wisdom. If you smash the stone pot, I'm afraid the master of the lonely fairy will not feel at ease under the nine springs.

"You deserve it!" Han Ruoli wanted to scold when he thought of the lonely fairy.

The old boatman said, "How does it feel when you slap your hand on the stone pot?"

Speaking this, Han Ruoli said happily in his heart and said proudly, "It's so cool. I'm afraid that the stone pot will be cracked. To tell you the truth, my Taiji Qigong method was learned by an old beggar."

The boatman said with admiration, "Taiji gave birth to two instruments, and two instruments gave birth to four elephants... No wonder you have such a deep internal force. Taiji Qigong really lives up to its reputation."

Han Ruoli said proudly, "That's not true!"

The old boatman said, "Young man, look at your hands."