Chen Luo hurriedly stood up from the water, swept around, then leaned into the boat for a while, then slowly soaked his body back into the water, his face a little gloomy.

He seemed to have caused trouble by accident and released something he shouldn't have released.

Chen Luo frowned, raised his hand and gently stroked the tooth mark on his right shoulder, and found that there was no pain at all, and the skin there was not broken or bleeding, just like the tooth mark was painted.

But he clearly remembered that before he fell into a coma, his right shoulder was indeed bitten by the skeleton transformed from the ghost head, and even the coldness of his teeth when they touched his skin.

After pondering for a while, I lifted up some river water and sprinkled it on the tooth marks. I rubbed it with a little force, but the skin around me turned red, and there was no other change.

The dark red color on the tooth mark seemed to be caused by blood stasis and depression. I don’t know if it can be eliminated in a while.

Chen Luo thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up for the time being.

He waited for the heat feeling on his body to gradually fade away most of the time. He grabbed the edge of the stern with both hands, and exerted force with his arms, trying to use the force to climb onto the boat again.

Who would have thought that as soon as he exerted force, the entire stern of the boat seemed to be hit by a huge rock, and suddenly sank down and buried directly under the water. The bow of the boat was connected to half of the hull raised high and pointed to the sky.

Inside the cabin, there was a "ding bell clang" sound, and all the things inside slid backwards.

Fortunately, Shen Luo's eyes were quick and quick. He quickly raised the stern of the boat he pressed down, and the raised bow fell into the water again, causing waves on the water to splash and fluctuate.

"What's going on?"

Chen Luo gently supported the swaying hull, his eyes staring straight at his hands, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around, faced the turbulent river surface on the other side, raised one palm, moved the force slightly, and slapped it out towards the water surface.

There was a dull sound from the river surface, and a huge rock of hundreds of kilograms was immediately smashed into the river. The waves suddenly surged, and the waves rose, and they pushed a wave about a meter high upwards against the water flow.

The waves rushed out a few feet away before their strength weakened and fell back into the river. There was still a deep vortex left where he hit his palm, which gradually disappeared after a few breaths.

"Why has my strength... become so big?" Chen Luo stared at his palm, still feeling incredible.

He walked around the hull and climbed onto the rocky beach. He saw that the rope used to fix the hull had been broken by the one that had just been pressed up. In order to prevent the ship from being washed away, he quickly tied it up again.

Chen Luo turned around and looked around on the rocky beach for a while. He saw a stone the size of a human head on the ground, with a flat surface, so he squatted down beside it.

He stretched out his palm, gestured on the stone, suddenly shouted lightly, and then slapped it down with a palm.

A crisp "pop" sound!

Chen Luo frowned, his palms hurt a little, and he immediately took them back.

He looked down at the stone, and the dust on it was slapped off a layer, leaving a clear slap mark, but the stone itself did not change at all.

Chen Luo rubbed his palms, slowly stood up, with an awkward smile on his face.

"Click"

But when he was about to turn back to the boat, a slight sound suddenly came from his feet.

He frowned slightly, bent down and gently touched the stone with his hand. On the seemingly complete stone, cracks like spider webs appeared, and they were directly broken into pieces.

Chen Luo's eyes lit up, he picked up the gravel on the ground, rubbed it gently, and the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably hooked.

When he first entered the Spring and Autumn Annals, Tian Tiesheng showed his "Qingyang Hand" in front of him. The scene of his palm slamming the stone table has always made him remember it deeply. His current strength is definitely not below that.

"What's going on? What happened when I fell into a coma?" Chen Luo became more and more confused.

"Does it mean..."

A guess that he had never dared to think of before suddenly appeared in his sunken mind.

In order to verify this guess, he quickly sat down cross-legged, hugged the Yuan in front of him with both hands, and silently recited the formula for small-scale Yang Gong in his mind. The Yang Gang power in his body was also mobilized and started to activate on his own.

The moment he used his skills, the red light immediately surged between his hands, and solid red silks about three inches long appeared from it, densely wrapped around each other, like a dragon shuttled through it, forming a huge ball.

The red ball emits a burst of warmth, and even a burning breath. In just a few breaths, the water vapor sinks into steam and the clothes are dried by heat.

After more than ten breaths, Chen Luo took a deep breath, and the red silks surrounded him rushed back and directly penetrated his mouth and nose, reflecting his entire face red.

When the red light on his face disappeared, he lowered his arms and slowly opened his eyes.

An undepressing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his body suddenly redirected, and he jumped ten feet high. When he landed on the ground, he stepped on a pebble and made a dull "bang".

"The strength is full, the muscles and bones are light, the yang energy is condensed like the red sun, and the yang energy is restrained, and the face is red, which is a perfect shape." Chen Luo clasped his hands tightly, and murmured and chanted the contents of "Xiaohua Yang Gong" in his mouth.

All the changes in his body at this moment proved one thing, his small-scale Yanggong was actually completed!

"It's perfect, it's perfect... Haha, it's perfect!" He couldn't help but jump up again and shouted.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt that all the meridians in his body began to feel a dull pain again.

This pain made him suppress his excitement and began to lower his head to think about why he suddenly improved from the state of Xiaohua Yanggong's entry into the world overnight.

"Is it because of that ghost head phantom?" Chen Luo subconsciously glanced at the tooth mark on his shoulder again.

It was after being bitten by the ghost head that he fainted. After waking up, he became what he is now. The only reason he could think of was this.

But why this is the case, but there is no clue at all.

However, no matter what, this small-scale perfection of Yanggong is a great good thing.

According to the inference of Fengyang Zhenren, this means that he has been able to live for several more years.
Chapter completed!