The storm caused by the ancient Chinese scriptures has subsided. As a large number of masters from Xuanyuan Gate went down the mountain to sweep, all demons and monsters from all sides fled. Cheng Tong led the boys all the way east, and the waves were calm on the way.

The sun sets westward, the sun shines like a ray of sunshine, and the remaining veins of the Qinling Mountains continued. At the foot of the mountains ahead, a house with blue bricks and gray tiles appeared among the trees. The boys looked at the familiar buildings from afar, and all breathed a sigh of relief, cheering and cheering.

The villa here belongs to the private property of Lu Hong Lu's family. It is located at the foot of Qingfengling. It is specially allocated to Fei Chenglin and the young men for daily life and practice martial arts. On weekdays, there are servants from the Lu family to take care of it. There are no other residents around the villa.

It will disturb your neighbors. The nearest Lujiabao is more than ten miles away, which is an excellent place to practice martial arts.

Before leaving the villa, no one expected that the teenagers would encounter such a harsh life and death test. Everyone was struggling outside the gates of hell and almost died in the wilderness. Now returning to the villa is a survivor, and everyone is excited.

Almost shed tears.

Cheng Tong was not idle every morning. He strictly urged all the young men to practice martial arts every morning, and asked them to carry heavy traversals when they were on the road. At night, he explained the essence of martial arts. He scolded him when he should be scolded, and beat him when he should be beaten, and did not give him to others.

Any chance of slackness for the boys to make them unable to even sleep.

The young men experienced the great disaster of life and death, and had seen the style of many masters and masters. They could be said to be deeply touched, as if they had become mature overnight. They accepted Cheng Tong's criticism and teachings in full, and no one complained, and only thought about it.

We must improve our strength.

Cheng Tong was dedicated to his heart and responsibility, and knew everything about martial arts experience, which benefited the young people a lot.

Among them, Fu Jingtao's performance was amazing. Somehow he suddenly became aware of the martial arts theory. He could understand the martial arts moves at a glance, and he could make rapid progress. Compared with the past, he was completely different.

. Cheng Tong was so happy that he had to admire the fierce vision of King Basang when he saw Fu Jingtao's performance against such a terrible performance.

To be honest, Fu Jingtao was also frightened by his magic at the beginning. For no reason, his brain was particularly clear and thorough in analyzing things, memorizing the techniques and formulas was easy, and even had the ability to remember them all! Professor Cheng Tong's moves

, without having to practice it for a second time, he can perform it as if he is decent.

After thinking about it, he could only attribute his relationship with human beings for two lives. Perhaps because of the spiritual pressure from the Dharma King Basang, the soul of the previous life and the residual soul of the previous life were integrated, so he became particularly powerful in terms of mental power.

.The factors of this kind of spiritual attribute are invisible and intangible, there is no way to measure, no copy, and it is even more impossible to discuss with others. No matter what, such changes will do all the benefits to him without any harm. Please accept it happily.

When he stepped into the gate of Lujia Villa, a servant who was left behind came to greet him. When Cheng Tong asked, he learned that Fei Chenglin had not returned yet, his face immediately became dark, and he was obviously extremely dissatisfied.

Qiao Hui is the best at observing words and expressions, and hurriedly said, "Master Cheng, it's just right that my master is not at home. Let's drink the 'Fengling Hundred Flowers Brew' that he had been purified twice, just treat it as our brothers for you.

It's been cleansed."

Cheng Tong was confused when he heard this and couldn't help asking: "What is 'secondary purification'? Can the wine you made like this still be drunk?"

Qiao Hui smiled and pointed to Fu Jingtao, saying, "This 'second purification' is a wonderful idea proposed by the third senior brother, and I will do it in detail. To put it simply, it is to put the brewed old wine on the seal.

In the container, steam and cook in water, take the essence and remove the dross. The new wine obtained is clear and refreshing, and the wine is more pure and mellow. We cooked 200 kilograms of wine last time, but the master drank and gave it all, but only the only one left.

The last two oaths are gone.”

Cheng Tong looked at Fu Jingtao in surprise: "I have never heard of the fact that you can get wine by steaming and cooking through water. Can you also study how to make wine in addition to practicing martial arts?"

Of course, Fu Jingtao cannot say that this is a commonly used distillation and purification method a thousand years later. He said nonsense: "My master, you misunderstood! My father is a silk merchant and often travels to and from Jiangnan. He has seen a restaurant using this method to get wine. I remember

It was quite profound, and I mentioned it to me several times as an interesting story. Later, when we saw that the master was drinking, we copied it and tinkered with it ourselves."

Cheng Tong raised his face and said, "You must never be able to do things that are lost. You should concentrate on practicing martial arts in the future and avoid those evil things, do you know?"

Fu Jingtao said respectfully: "Disciple can't do it!" Lu Hong winked at Qiao Hui. As the young master of the Lu family, Lu Hong shouldered the responsibility of the landlord and hurriedly came forward to greet accommodation and welcome him. Qiao Hui ran away in a flash.

I went to Fei Chenglin's room, found two jars of good wine, and returned to the living room happily.

When night falls, candles are lit and the chef prepares a large table of delicacies, which is full of fragrance. The young men invite Cheng Tong to sit at the first place and then sit on the left and right.

Bang! Qiao Hui opened the wine jar to seal the mouth, and a strong aroma of wine spread out, making people salivate. He carried the wine jar to pour wine one by one for everyone, and saw the wine falling into the wine bowl like white, clear and pure

, no sedimentation

Cheng Tong's throat moved and blurted out: "Good wine!"

Qiao Hui said proudly: "This is a fine wine I have purified by myself. Even the emperor can't drink it!"

Huang Yunpeng took the lead in holding up the wine bowl and said aloud: "Brothers, we survived the disaster this time and were able to return home safely. It is all up to the head of the sect, Master Cheng and others to save us in time. Come and respect Master Cheng!"

"Mr. Respect!"

The boys stood up high, raised their wine bowl and raised their heads, and gusted out the strong wine in one sip. Lu Hong's alcohol content was the lightest, and his face immediately turned red after a bowl of wine fell into his belly.

Cheng Tong nodded, raised the bowl and sucked his lips, but felt a clear and sweet liquid pouring into his throat, and the mouth smelled fragrant, and the afterglow continued. The next moment, from the throat, chest to the lower abdomen, there seemed to be a fire flowing from the flow of water.

When it burned, the alcohol burst out, and the heat instantly reached the limbs and marrow. I couldn't help but slam the table and praised: "What a strong wine!"

Suddenly I remembered that there were only two jars of wine left. I quickly stretched out my arms and grabbed the newly-Kaifeng wine jar and said seriously: "This wine is too violent. Drinking too much will hurt your body. You are the ones who have grown up.

At the age of age, I have enough drink this bowl, so I will change it to tea!”

"Puchi!" The teenagers almost choked to death by saliva.

Cheng Tong didn't care what they were thinking at all, and poured a bowl of wine on his own and said earnestly: "Your master is just a glass of good wine and wasted a lot of great talent. You can't follow his footsteps!"

The boys looked at each other and obediently changed teacups, using tea instead of wine, and the guests and hosts were all happy.

The next morning, it was dark and the rooster crowed all over his head.

Fu Jingtao quietly got up, put on his clothes, shoes and socks, tiptoed out of the wing room, and came to the martial arts training ground alone. He first guided his breathing for a moment, then stretched his muscles and bones, jogged, punched, kicked his legs, danced with stone locks, and then

Repeat the most basic martial arts, constantly squeeze the potential of the body, and let beads of sweat as big as beans hit the soil one by one.

Thanks to the pounding and polishing of King Basang, he found that his control over various parts of his body was greatly enhanced, and his agility, coordination, and reaction speed were enhanced. To give a simple example, in the past, he could have been able to do so in his breath.

He punched five times, and now he reached seven times! What does this mean? It means that he can be faster than his opponent when fighting! Sometimes, the difference between this line can be used to kill the enemy.

However, his foundation is too poor. No matter whether it is internal strength or physical strength, it cannot support the state of high-frequency attacks for a long time. For example, if he punches, he can maintain a super high punch speed of at most half a quarter of an hour, and then he will not be able to twitch due to muscles.

Don't stop.

In other words, his conscious reaction does not match his existing body. He must strengthen the practice of external skills and create a body of steel and iron.

Another one, he suffered fatal injuries when he was in his infancy, and his innate vitality was seriously lost, which led to his slow progress in absorbing and refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. What's more serious is that the injuries that year also blocked some of his meridians and were unable to be cleared yet

Recovery. Therefore, he has never been satisfied with his internal strength practice.

There are countless martial arts schools in the martial arts world today, but no matter which school or school, they require their disciples to lay a solid foundation for internal strength, and the stronger the internal strength, the better. If you don’t have internal strength, even if the moves are gorgeous or exquisite, it is like paper.

The tiger is vulnerable. All the recognized first-class masters and top-notch masters in the world have shocking internal skills.

Fu Jingtao also knows the importance of internal skills practice, but there is no better solution to the current dilemma. He can only take one step and concentrate on practicing external skills to the extreme, at least he can protect himself.

Power.

At some point, Cheng Tong had already arrived at the side of the martial arts practice field and silently observed Fu Jingtao's hard practice of his skills, thinking about something.

Fu Jingtao glanced out of the corner of his eyes and hurriedly stopped to pay homage to him: "Good morning, uncle!"

Cheng Tong: "I see you just practice basic techniques, pursue strength and speed, but do not focus on the movement of internal strength, nor study the changes in moves. Why?"

Fu Jingtao said frankly: "My master doesn't know that I suffered a great disaster when I was young and almost died of injuries. There are uncurable secret diseases left in my body. I was helpless when I searched for famous doctors. Because the secret diseases did not leave, I was in

The practice of internal skills is extremely difficult and it is difficult to achieve results in a short period of time, so I focus on practicing external skills. If one day I can practice to achieve the ultimate state of the perfection of external skills, the tendons, bones, skin, flesh, and blood, and then

Start outside and inside, open up all the meridians, and finally the internal and external combination will bring about the true energy."

The more Cheng Tong listened, the more shocked he became. This move took a unique approach and created a pattern that had never been seen before. It was simply a stroke of magic. The martial artists in this world focused on internal skills and those who were proficient in external skills were at most second-rate level, and it was difficult to compete with real strong people.

No one has ever tried to open the meridians from the outside to the inside. If the young man's idea was finally proven to be feasible, he would definitely become a master and be famous all over the world!

Cheng Tong calmed down and asked, "Is this your own thought, or is it instilled in you?"

Fu Jingtao said calmly: "This is a random thought of the disciple, which makes the master laugh at me." After a thousand years, the method of internal cultivation has long disappeared, and there is no word spread. Thousands of warriors can only practice external skills, from the outside.

The inner method has become the only choice.

Cheng Tong did not hide his appreciation in his eyes and said with a high-highlight: "Okay, dare to break the shackles, overcome all obstacles, and embark on a new path of cultivation. The courage is commendable! But you must understand in your heart that it is easy to know everything and it is difficult to do, especially

As a pioneer, the road is long and there are many difficulties in every step. You must have great perseverance and wisdom!”

Fu Jingtao said solemnly: "Disciples know that the future is difficult, but I swear that I will never give up halfway. I will definitely set foot on the top of martial arts in this life!"
Chapter completed!