Chapter 28 Mutant Plum Pile

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, a heavy snow covered the whole Tiejian Mountain, and there was a vast white landscape everywhere.

tong tong——

In a mountain forest in the back mountain, there were dull knocks. The snow in an open space deep in the mountain forest has been emptied, and dense wooden stakes have been erected on the dark ground, and there are two or three un erected stakes scattered next to it. The wooden stakes are all thighs thick and four feet long, and seven feet are exposed on the ground.

tong——

Ding Yang only wore a single coat and punched the top of the stake. This time, the stake sank more than a foot into the soil, basically reaching a height with the surrounding wooden piles. Ding Yang bent down to pick up the last wooden stake, held the middle tightly with both hands, and inserted it hard towards the hard iron ground. The wooden pile was like a lump of mud and sand, one foot into the ground.

Ding Yang moved slightly under his feet, and his body floated up one foot and eight feet. His body fell down. His right foot was stepping on the top of the stake. It seemed to be light and powerless, but the stake was more than two feet into the earth.

The land in the mountain is already harder than the ordinary loess, and it has been frozen for several months. At this time, the land is as hard as raw steel and cooked iron. A strong man uses hammer steel, and it is extremely difficult to drill a small hole in the ground. Ding Yang easily nailed a flat end of the thick wooden pile into the ground to a depth of seven feet with his hands, which was really appalling.

Tong! - Under Ding Yang's last punch, all ninety-nine and eighty-one wooden stakes have been nailed into the earth. The arrangement of these eighty-one wooden piles is horizontal and vertical, which is irregular, and has no similarity to the arrangement of [Plum Blossom Pile] [Nine Palace Bagua Pile] practiced by ordinary martial artists in the world.

Ding Yang nailed eighty-one wooden stakes into the soil. Even if he is now [forging bone realm], he has to sit aside for a while. After a while, Ding Yang stood up, suddenly accelerated, and rushed into the pile array.

Ding Yang flashes, wraps, avoids and hides in the pile array, maintaining a very fast speed. However, the arrangement of the pile is random and irregular. The distance between the piles is only four feet. In such a narrow space, coupled with the speed, the difficulty can be imagined.

Peng - As soon as he bypassed the eleventh stake, the twelfth pile suddenly appeared in front of him. In any case, he couldn't avoid it. Ding Yang quickly closed the true air and hit the stake trembled. If the true spirit is not restrained, the stake will definitely be broken this time.

Ding Yang came out of the pile formation, stabilized his mind, and rushed in again in a different direction, but this time he only bypassed eight and hit the ninth stake. Ding Yang rushed in in another direction, so he rushed in again and again, and hit the stake again and again. Ding Yang's figure is left and right in the messy wooden pile formation, and Zhenqi constantly changes its direction and strength at an amazing frequency in the body. Ding Yang's control of true qi in his body became more and more comfortable in this transformation.

Ding Yang's method of practicing body with wooden piles comes from a [plum blossom pile spectrum] he found from [Wanjing Building]. [ Wanjing Building is the place where [Iron Sword Gate] has a collection of books. [ Iron Sword Gate] There are four places where the secrets of skills are stored, namely [Wanjing Building], [Qianzang Pavilion], [Baixuan Cave] and [Langya Dongtian].

The martial arts skills of Xuanhuang mainland are generally divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan and yellow, of which the yellow level is the lowest and the sky level is the highest. [ Wanjing Building] There are more than 10,000 books in the middle, most of which are primary skills, and there are also a small number of yellow-level skills. All disciples of [Iron Sword Gate] can enter and choose their own skills and sword skills. [ The collection of books in Qianzang Pavilion is much less, but all of them are yellow-level skills, and there are also a small number of Xuanjie skills. [ Baixuan Cave] In the middle, it is all Xuanjie skills.

Outer disciples need to be allowed to enter [Qianzang Pavilion] and [Baixuan Cave], and there are strict regulations on the number of people and the number of times to enter. Only the inner disciples can freely enter and exit these two places.

As for the most mysterious [Langya Dongtian], it is full of earth-level secrets, and even the legend [Langya Dongtian] still contains the secrets of the heavenly level in the martial arts legend that can destroy the heaven and the earth. Even if the inner disciples want to enter [Langya Dongtian], they have to rely on the great opportunity. Even ordinary elders can't go in and out at will. Only the head of [Iron Sword Gate] and the seven elders can freely enter and exit.

Ding Yang has read a lot of secrets in [Wanjing Building], but most of them need the cooperation of Dantian Neixi. Ding Yang wants very few skills about foreign practice, and most of them are ordinary golden bells and iron cloth shirts. In addition to being disappointed, Ding Yang turned to look for some secrets such as body skills. He found a few books, eight steps to catch cicadas, ghosts, and no trace of snow. He looked at the content and felt boring. Finally, he found a thin pamphlet in the most inconspicuous corner, which said the words [Plum blossom pile kung fu].

Open the already damaged cover, and on the first page, there is a plum blossom array of dozens of wooden stakes, and a bald head walking around the pile array. Ding Yang's eyes lit up, and he faintly felt that this cultivation method was very suitable for him. However, some improvements are needed. So there is this irregular arrangement.

Peng-Ding Yang hit the stake again, but after a morning of practice, he could only avoid ten stakes at the beginning, and now he can avoid fifteen. Just to not break the stake, every time Ding Yang dissipates the true qi and protects the body. In this way, Ding Yang's face is full of traces of blood stasis.

Ding Yang opened the cloth bag placed aside, and there were four steamed buns and a water bag in it. Ding Yang picked up the water bag and shook it. The water in the water bag had frozen into ice, and the steamed buns became as hard as stone. Ding Yang shook his head with a wry smile and stuffed the steamed bread into his mouth.

Ding Yang just handed the steamed bun to his mouth, and suddenly a white shadow flashed in the corner of his eyes. Ding Yang quickly turned around, and a white-haired long-eared animal ran quickly on the snow ten feet away from him.

Ding Yang was overjoyed, but it was a unique snow rabbit in the mountain. The snow rabbit's hair color was snow, and the rabbit meat was fat and tender. Ding Yang caught up with his index finger as soon as he saw it. The speed of this snow rabbit is more than several times faster than that of ordinary rabbits. With four feet flying, it crossed dozens of feet in an instant.

When someone was found chasing, the snow rabbit accelerated its running speed and kept coiling in the gap between the trees, trying to use dense trees to block the pursuers, so that the pursuers could not fully expand their speed.

Ding Yang looked at the snow rabbit left and right, but smiled secretly in his heart. If someone else met it, he might really be overwhelmed by this dense forest, and his speed was greatly reduced. But I just came out of the messy pile array, and the distance between the piles was very different from the distance between the trees. His body unfolded with all his strength. Every time he encountered a tree in the way, he could easily cross it with a slight change of direction, and his speed was not affected at all.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Yang chased a foot behind the snow rabbit. Ding Yang flicked his right hand with two fingers, and a small piece of branches cut off the roadside branches flew out. He ran in the middle of the snow rabbit's hind legs, and the snow rabbit fell into the snow with a bang.

Ding Yang's figure came to the front in an instant. He reached out and grabbed the snow rabbit in his hand. He weighed it and was full of weight. Ding Yang nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this lunch would not be so cold.

Ding Yang turned around with the snow rabbit and was about to return to the stake when suddenly a sound came to his ears. Ding Yang flicked his finger and hit the head of the snow rabbit, and the snow rabbit, who was struggling, suddenly lost consciousness. Ding Yang turned around and drifted towards the northeast.

After coming to a bulging mountain bag, Ding Yang leaned down, and the sound came from the other side of the mountain bag. Ding Yang stretched out his head on the mountain bag and looked out.

On the snow on the other side of the mountain bag, five disciples in [Iron Sword Gate] cyan cotton-padded clothes threw a long package on the snow. The leader raised his head. Ding Yang saw that it was Chang Link, who provoked himself that day.

Chang Linke ordered several disciples to open the burden and pour out a person from it. This person was also wearing the clothes of the outer disciple of [Iron Sword Gate], tied with a rope and a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth. The man's head shook, and his mouth was silent, but he couldn't make any sound.

Chang Link looked at this person and sneered, "Hum - you boy, relying on the momentum of Ma Tiandu, you didn't buy my account. Today, it fell into my hands, and I will teach you a lesson and let you spend the night in this snow. Have a long memory. In the future, I will hide and walk away."

The man stared at Chang Linke angrily on the ground, and his eyes were about to spit out fire. Chang Linke smiled and turned around and was about to leave with four followers. Suddenly, he stopped again. He turned around and came to the man again, with an extra knife in his hand.

"Huh - it's not that cheap. You've been against me all day long, and I'll leave you a mark today. Well, just leave a finger." With that, Chang Link grabbed a little finger of the man's right hand with his left hand and was about to cut it.

"Sent--"

Ding Yang jumped out of the back of the mountain bag. He originally planned to wait for Chang Link and others to leave before untie the man's rope. Unexpectedly, Chang Link was so vicious that he wanted to cut off one of the man's fingers. Ding Yang couldn't hide away anymore, so he shouted loudly and stood up.

Who--

Chang Link was shocked. He didn't expect that there were others in the barren snowy mountain forest, but seeing who the person was, he was relieved and showed a fierce light in his eyes.

"Hey hey - what a good day today! I can relieve my hatred twice and get angry twice at a time. Ding Yang! Last time, Jiang Zhaoyan did it for you. Today, I see if you still have such good luck.

Chang Link also hates Ding Yang. Last time he was able to hurt Tao Shijie, but Ding Yang threw out the body of the strange mouse to block his sword, but he was almost injured by Tao Shijie. Today, when he saw Ding Yang, the old resentment rose in his heart. He waved to the other four disciples with a ferocious smile. The five people surrounded Ding Yang in the middle.

"Ding Yang! Today, you threw yourself into the trap, so don't blame me for being cruel.

Whoo-hoo-hoo! - Five fists, five strong winds, bombarded Ding Yang.