Chapter 28 Refined Gas

Ling Feng stayed in the dead of the night, picked up the book of "Xuan Gong Huan Shu" and looked at it in the room. The fourth-level Xuanwu, the fifth-level Xuanxuan, and the sixth-level Xuanmiao are an important part of the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Sutra". The upper and lower Xuangong foundation are connected to the Yuanying's return to the marrow, the five elements of yin and yang tendons and collaterals, the blood penetrates the true qi, and mobilizes the whole body's power to the maximum. It provides energy, which is a super element to kill the enemy and protect the body.

The tendons and blood veins provide the qi of vomiting, which is a skill of cultivating internal work as the main body. It complements the three levels of foundation building. The genes collude with each other, and the circulation of qi and blood flow to improve the mysterious function.

This kind of qi refining is different from the qi refining method of ordinary martial arts. It is not sitting and practicing on the knees, but practicing the true qi in the dynamic. Mercedes-Benz gasps for more and more. It is long and short suctions to condense long-lasting endurance and increase the internal breathing machine. After that, in the fierce battle, the breath is stable and the internal breath is strong, and the blood pressure does not rise. It's long.

Ling Feng is looking for a favorable opportunity. After a short period of thought, he thought of an excellent way to refine gas with the magic wolf, which is the most effective way to improve internal breath.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Ling Feng went out of the gate of the inn and flew to the forest of Dabie Mountain.

Soon, Ling Feng came to the edge of the forest and observed the movement in the forest. He covered himself step by step into the forest and arrived at a wide area. His eyes swept the ground with no bones, leaving only some rags and clothes, scattered around. It seemed that those dead Jianghu men even gnawed up their bones for the magic wolves.

Ling Feng lay on the ground and listened close to the ground, and a slight gasp came from his ear. If there was nothing, it would be intermittent. It would be difficult to hear if you don't listen carefully.

Ling Feng's heart was stunned. This was the gasp from the magic wolf. It can be seen that the inner scriptures have reached a superior level.

The inner meridians are the meridians and veins recorded in the Xuangong Illusions. The practitioners absorb the pure aura between heavens and the earth from the meridians of blood circulation, condensed into crystals little by little, and gradually accumulate in the five organs to accelerate the circulation. The aura produce essence to produce a synthetic effect and rise to power. The more powerful the essence, the stronger the essence is. It is inexhaustible, and the power is inexhaustible.

Ling Feng was even more surprised when he thought of the warcraft that had evolved into an elite five hundred years later. He began to refine his gas on the magic wolf.

In the morning, it is the most time for the release of aura between heaven and earth. It seems that the magic wolf is even more famous, and it also knows how to refine the gas method. It absorbs the spirit essence and quietly lies on the ground to refine the internal qi machine.

Lingfeng gas refining is a dynamic surname. Contrary to the magic wolf gas refining, it must be in action to accumulate energy, slowly gather less into more, and the pulse of breath opens, like a flood rushing forward, to complete the three-level gas refining effect, and at the same time improve the quality of Xuangong. He decided to get rid of this group of magic wolves and help himself enter the stage of four-level Xuanwu gathering. One thought Si Bi, his body rotated like a top, rushed to the magic wolf, and launched an attack to refine his gas step by step to get the source of aura.

When the magic wolf saw a whirlwind rolling up, he suddenly felt that it was wrapped in a unique smell, which was emitted from the human body. He straightened his ears, cracked his teeth, and his blood-red tongue exposed his mouth. His eyes emitted green light, flapping his wings, and attacked at any time.

Ling Feng floated up, took a breath, and a wisp of aura went straight into his lungs. He practiced internal skills. Xuangong's mind control his thoughts, guided the pure masculine qi, and extended the eight veins of the strange meridians. He ran to Dantian. A stream rushed straight to the forehead, and the Tianling covered woke up.

Ling Feng waved his hand and slapped, a move of "flowing red flying flowers", a red plum, drifting towards the devil wolf.

The magic wolf was full of magic surnames. Seeing a red plum floating, he hurriedly dodged to avoid the attack.

A red plum, five petals are separated, and five magic wolves are divided.

Five magic wolves run left and right, dodging the petals.

Who knows, five petals, "Bang!" It is fried into pieces into pollen and floats everywhere in the air as the wind blows.

The magic wolf sucked the pollen, "Buck!" The nostrils burst open, blowing up a wolf's head, and killing more than a dozen demon wolves in the forest.

The magic wolf ordered the power of the comer, spread his wings and flew to the top of the white horse.

Ling Feng no longer rushes to the white horse peak. The magic wolf's attack power is strong. If he is trapped again, it is difficult to rush out of the siege. He is afraid of the worry of life and is not in a hurry to chase. Some time is slowly consumed, and the group of magic wolves flying across Taihang Mountain.

Ling Feng hurried out of the forest and went to the "Feng Qing Yue Ming" inn.

Ling Feng returned to the "Feng Qing Yueming" inn, took out the book "Yellow Emperor's Art", and studied it again. Until late at night, he was still looking at it tirelessly. He wanted to think about the true secret of the treasure, understand the connotation and artistic conception, and appreciate the spirit of nourishing spirit.

Ling Feng was tired of watching. He didn't take off his clothes and lay sideways on the head of the bed. His eyes were slightly closed and he was still meditating on the secret of refining qi.

"Wo! ..." There was a sound of clothes breaking in the air, and an uninvited guest fell on the roof.

Ling Feng is a person who practiced his skills. He had already heard that several night pedestrians came to the inn to visit the room. He didn't know why he came? Hmm! The people who haunt at night are not good people, but those who are not anniled or thieves.

Ling Feng rushed to the window and swept his eyes. He saw a few figures falling on the window of the neighboring room one after another. After a while, the window opened gently and rushed into the room one by one.

Ling Feng listened, and there was a restlessness in the neighboring room. Soon after that, he said, "Oh! No! "Save..." A girl's cry for help came, and the voice stopped abruptly.

It's not good. There are flower pickers, which seems to be unfavorable to girls. It seems that the overlord has to bow!

Ling Feng turned around and flew to the neighboring room.

A man, guarding the window of the next room, saw someone rushing behind him, and casually threw a knife at Lingfeng.

Ling Feng flicked with two fingers, a red light flashed, and the edge of the knife was reversed, turning back to the front door of the Biao-shaped man.

A big-shaped man, cut out with a knife, suddenly felt a red light, followed by a strong attack, yo! The big knife was disobedient, a sharp blade light, turned 180 degrees, and cut it back. How could it be like this? This damn knife wants to rebel and murder its master!

Well! That's exactly right! Usually, the tough man has done a lot of bad things, and the big knife is all in his eyes. Now, the time of death of the evil has come, and the big knife is going to fight back. For the sake of the master and servant, we will send each other a ride, protect and go to hell to reflect on yourself, and be a good person in the next life!

The man didn't have time to move, "Oh!" The edge of the knife has reached the bridge of the nose, and it is ruthlessly cut up fiercely.

"Ah! ..." The big-shaped man fell back in a wailing, and the screams cut through the night sky, shattering the hearts of the guests. His legs shook with a cramp, his throat grunted, and he shrilled in one breath, and he went to his grandma's house for a meal!

"A Biao, what's wrong with you?" There was a tall and thin man standing in the distance of the window. He heard something wrong with the sound. It was the scream before death, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

After the big knife killed the master, it seems that he is still bloodthirsty! The blade's power is not exhausted, "Wow!" I said hello to the tall and thin man.