Time flies.

Another ten years.

This day.

In the dense forest of Taiqing Mountain, Chen Jichuan lies on the ground, supporting his body with his hands and toes. He looks like a tiger sleeping, breathing and snoring, and there is a faint sound of a tiger roaring.

On his back.

There was a millstone weighing thousands of pounds, and as he exhaleed, it rose and fell, as if nothing was there.

Beside him.

There are also the four great Kings of Chenmen, Mingzhang, Lu Qing, Sun Hanjiu, and Zhou Dasheng, who each held small hammers and took turns to hammer Chen Jichuan's chest and ribs.

It falls every time.

There is a roar.

The dantian is tightened, the chest and ribs are expanded, and the nostrils are spurted.

Every whistle is like a tiger roaring.

"There are few people who know the magical power of Crouching Tiger. The support of the fist and palms should not be deformed. The muscles and bones are solid. The grinding plate is pressing down on the body, and the pain is increased by slightest view. It is both practicing boxing and mind, and it is a Vajra indestructible body."

This is the 'Crouching Tiger Kung Fu'.

Also known as ‘sleeping skills’.

He has been trained to a very profound level by Chen Jichuan, and is not afraid of hitting his body. He can be called "Vajra Indestructible".

Wang Mingzhang and the other four were once known as the "Mang Jin" and learned art with Chen Jichuan for more than 40 years. Now they are all famous figures in the world.

But each of them is in their sixties.

At this moment, he was like an apprentice, working as a coolie to help Chen Jichuan perform his merits.

The four energetic old men were fucked with relish. They looked at the "Old Master" with four pairs of eyes, watched his muscles tremble, and watched his breathing and inhaling. They were also thinking and thinking in their hearts.

Of course, it is not easy for them to make a name for themselves in the world.

A strong body.

No less than the "Nanquan" Lu Changshou, who passed away ten years ago. At this time, I have gained something when I observe the ancestors' practice.

In the past.

If you practice merit for one hour, you should be perfect.

But today is different.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Three hours passed, and the four old guys over 60 were exhausted and panting and sweating profusely. The hammering skills seemed simple, but in fact, for masters like Chen Jichuan, only the four great Vajras had enough strength and skills to help them practice.

Master the strength.

Not only is it laborious, but it is also laborious.

Fortunately.

Three hours passed, and the practice finally came to an end.

"spread."

Chen Jichuan shouted suddenly and scared the four kings away. He then glared at his eyes and moved his tailbone at the same time.

Bang!

With a sound.

The thousand-pound stone mill on his back was bounced away, and the stone mills on his back flew away, leaving many small pits. Chen Jichuan flipped over and stood up with the flow. His hands suddenly pushed forward while the stone mill had not landed on the ground.

boom!

With a palm falling, the stone mill was beaten into pieces and exploded everywhere.

"Sad!"

The poor four great King Kongs were stunned. They were hit by gravel and hurriedly took a few steps back in a mess. They looked at the ancestors who had finished their skills and stood proudly in the ashes, both shocked and happy.

Chen Jichuan stood there.

Feel it.

I felt that my whole body was transparent, and I just pushed out my two palms, which were even silent and important.

Turn the body around and twist, twist the joints and muscles in various parts of the body are twisted into a sensation, and there is a feeling of transparency all over the body.

Wait until the limit.

Crackling.

Before he could punch, an explosion came from his body.

"Dark force is released."

"Thunder of the joints."

"So this is the level of 'dark strength'."

Chen Jichuan felt a sense of enlightenment, and great joy filled his heart.

After hundreds and twenty years.

Practice hard for decades.

From light to dark.

He finally took this critical step.

Since then.

It's a hidden character!

...

Name: Chen Jichuan [One]

Age: 139

Immortal level: None

Official position: None

Level: 6

Talent: Creation and Insight

Spells: Chenmen Seventy-Two Awesome Arts (Sixth Level), God's Sword (Fourth Level), Fire Control (Fourth Level), Ghost Sword (Third Level)

Immortal Salary: 1

Source: 6628

...

"The ancestor."

"It's done?"

Among the four great Vajras, Wang Mingzhang, the oldest, saw the ancestor exhaling a long breath, and soon there was a smile on his face, and he couldn't help asking.

Lu Qing and the other two also looked at Chen Jichuan.

"good."

"It's done."

Chen Jichuan laughed happily, and once he succeeded, his heart was filled with joy. Seeing Wang Mingzhang and the other four stared at him, Chen Jichuan was not stingy, took steps, and walked three steps on the bluestone ground with ease.

Four people looked at it.

I saw that in this silent moment, three footprints of four or five inches deep were left on the bluestone.

If they were asked to come, they would kick the bluestone and smash it. But they would never be able to lift the weight easily and leave footprints without leaving any traces.

"hiss!"

"Is this dark force?"

Lu Qing looked longing, and his eyes also emitted light.

"It's the secret force."

Chen Jichuan was in a good mood and taught him step by step with the first four people, so he naturally talked too much, "I have just become a dark force, and I can only take three steps at a time, which is the limit. And the dark force can only be transported to two parts of my hands and feet, and I cannot achieve Hunyuan in all parts of my body, and the force is sprayed everywhere like a needle."

One day you will attain enlightenment.

It's okay to die in the evening.
To be continued...