Chapter 605

In the secluded bamboo forest, the sunlight forms a shadow on the ground through the cracks of bamboo leaves. Duan Hong faces south and backs north. His legs are naturally separated and shoulder wide. His hands are like holding a ball. His eyes are slightly closed. He relies on his keen hearing to feel the changes of the environment.

A slight breeze blew up the corner of his suit and rolled up the withered bamboo leaves on the ground.

The wind blows.

Duan Hong took an oblique step to the left with his left foot, turned his body around, and his hands retreated gently in the direction of turning his body. His movements were slow. He imagined that there was a magnificent mountain in front of him. It was hard to push the mountain away.

When his hands were close to exhaustion, he suddenly speeded up to wring his waist, pushed out his hands and turned them around, shaking them with the inch of the back of his hands! The violent shaking made the dust on his clothes shake away.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a pair of eyes as clear as agate radiated sharp light, looking to the left of a short bamboo as thick as an arm.

This is a unique Japanese species, the highest is no more than two meters, the low is about dozens of centimeters. In front of Duan Hong, it looks like a dwarf bamboo in his prime. It has many thick roots and branches.

"Lotus!"

He drank a low, chest vibration, instantly aroused the explosive force of the whole body, left palm into a fist, such as a heavy cast iron hammer, heavily hit in the middle of the bamboo.

"Hoo The bamboo leaves fall wildly, and the bamboo body shakes violently. The bamboo itself has strong toughness. With the great strength of Duan Hong's fist, the strength of Duan Hong's fist swings to the left. When it is almost bent to 60 degrees, the strength of Duan Hong's fist is transformed into unique elasticity through the bamboo itself. With the strength left by its own toughness, it suddenly rebounded, faster than just three points.

"Yes? "Lotus!"

Duan Hong was a little surprised. Subconsciously, he twisted his body and hit the body of tanlai bamboo with a right backhand fist.

"Click."

The bamboo split from the place where it was hit, and two branches crossed over Duan Hong's face.

Duan Hong felt a slight pain in his right hand. Why didn't he break the bamboo with the first fist, but he split it with the second! Is my right hand more powerful?

no

Duan Hong saw that the bamboo split from the middle was still shaking back and forth. Then he thought no, and understood in a moment.

It turns out that the first punch just now acted on bamboo and gave it enough reflected elasticity. The right punch of his own made a force opposite to this elasticity, and his right punch strength increased a bit. The two forces were in the opposite direction and all acted on bamboo. Bamboo was split from the middle only when it had limited strength.

This kind of one touch force consumes too much power, and it has a certain backfire on itself. What will it look like if we follow his power to change the direction?

Duan Hong once again found a short bamboo with the same thickness and height. He also gave bamboo a left strength with his left hand, which was similar to the strength of the first punch.

Bamboo body is still shaking, after transformation, catapult to his direction. This time, Duan Hong changed his method.

With his left hand outstretched and five fingers hooked, he glued the bamboo body from the side at the same speed as the bamboo, then changed the direction slightly, and the elasticity of the bamboo body changed instantly.

"Boom."

Duan Hong's mind like a grenade exploded, the whole person froze. In my mind is the change of the scene.

Elasticity, direction, speed, adhesion, change, force release——

At this moment, he realized all the above from the ordinary bamboo.

"Isn't this the essence of Taiji Sutra? One effort to fight, one effort to unload, four or two to pull a thousand pounds. Who can't shout these empty slogans? But how many people can really feel its meaning? What about those who really use it in actual combat? "

Duan Hong couldn't help laughing in his heart, "Oh, I'm really a genius!"

"Hey, hey, what would it be like to change the direction of bamboo and give it strength at the same time?" Duan Hong couldn't help pushing the short bamboo to the left with his left hand again.

At the moment when the bamboo shoots back, his left hand is electrified and glued to the bamboo body, slightly changing his direction. At the moment when the bamboo body has the greatest ejection force, Duan Hong takes a breath and fills his chest, pouring it into the bamboo body.

"Hula."

The whole dwarf bamboo pulled out its roots and flew five meters in the direction of Duan Hong's changing power and releasing power. It hit another dwarf bamboo and made a crackling sound.

"Ah ha ha, I see." Duan Hongming said, "I'm really a genius. I'm the kind of strange skeleton in martial arts novels. I'm the one who's never seen in a hundred years. Hehe, it seems that I haven't reached the invincible state. I'm really embarrassed. "

He murmured to himself in front of the whole bamboo forest, and his face was full of obscene smile.

He was confident but not proud. Then he immediately sat down and practiced breathing and breathing according to the records of Taiji Sutra. Until the sunset, he was still fruitless and somewhat frustrated.

On the other hand, if neijiagong was as simple as I imagined, no one would have exhausted his life and still could not practice neiqi.

"I'm a genius. It's hard to practice at home. That's why I can feel the essence of Taiji Sutra in a short time. How good is it?" He comforted himself and left the bamboo forest.

When he returned to the thatched cottage, his mental state changed a lot. He had nothing to do at night. He had a drink with the fat man. While cangyue was away, Duan Hong continued to drink and got a little bit of cangmeng's advantage. The latter couldn't bear it and went back to his room red faced.

Xiong Jingju is also sitting with him drinking. His heart is full of contradictions. The last person he wants to see is Duan Hong. But in his heart, there is a team of wangyueyao who is full of missing. He is eager to be with her, but also worried that Duan Hong might bully wangyueyao, so he has to bear the anger to act as a bodyguard here.

Duan Hong would not be his own Duan Hong if he restrained himself because of his existence. How could his sensitive heart not feel Xiong Jingju's feelings? The more so, the more intimate he was with wangyueyao. The fat man couldn't see it. He went back to his room to sleep after eating and drinking.

When Xiong Jingju left the hut, it was already full of stars. His heart was full of hate, and his teeth were biting. In the middle of his mind, Hung's hand with the Buddha's beads touching his heart was hard to shake. He kicked away a stone and thought that he must challenge Duan Hong.

The next day, Duan Hong got up early to look for Wangyue Jianxiong. After eating a pile of garbage, hemp peppers, an old ginseng and a cup of wumushen wine mixed with water, he left happily.

What he didn't know was that Wumu spirit wine was made by Kucao master of kuchan temple, who spent almost all his life searching for endangered materials and relying on exquisite skills.

This kind of wine can be said to be miraculous. Almost all injuries and pathologies can be treated. Of course, there are also accidents

So, Wang Yue Jianxiong seems to have eaten a lot of pepper, hemp pepper, ginger and other things that are not easy to eat, but these can make the human body hot, which is right. There is Wumu spirit wine in his body, and there is no pungent feeling at all.

It was just the next day. Wang Yue Jianxiong had already faintly felt that the depression in his chest had disappeared. His body was warm and comfortable every day, and he felt oily and muddy. This was due to the accelerated metabolism of the body, and all kinds of pickles began to be discharged through the pores.

Watching Duan Hong leave his room, he has already believed Duan Hong's words in his heart. He can cure his injury in five days. Looking at the pepper and other materials on the table, he can't figure out: "can this thing really cure diseases?" Then he turned to the cup made of bamboo.

"I'm afraid it works. This young man is really not simple. His arrival may really turn the world around. " Looking at the moon, Jianxiong thought.

Leaving Wangyue Jianxiong's room, Duan Hong plunges into the bamboo grove and continues to feel the magical changes of Taiji Sutra.

On the third and fourth days, it was still the same. Until the morning of the fifth day, Duan Hong came to Wangyue Jianxiong's room again. He saw that Wangyue Jianxiong's mental state had changed dramatically from five days ago.

Originally gray hair is still dark and shiny, wrinkles on the face began to disappear, two turbid eyes are also bright. Hong Hou's voice was loud. Although it was still late October, he was still not afraid of the cold. Wearing a thin black Samurai short sleeve clothing, chest embroidered with a cherry.

"Sir, today will be your last piece of medicine, but in my opinion, your body can kill an old cow, and it can't be any better." Duan Hong's sincere praise.

Wangyue Jianxiong is in a good spirit and has a lot of cheerful people. He also likes to listen to the Chinese people in his heart. It seems very interesting. Those people in the family respect him most. Few people like Duan Hong. They are careless in front of him and like to say anything.

"Yes." According to Duan Hong, Wangyue Jianxiong swallowed the last chilli and other materials, drank the cup of wumushen wine, and said: "Duan Jun, this kind of medicinal wine is amazing. Although I am very grateful in my heart, one yard goes to one yard. My three conditions will not be compromised. If you want to marry my daughter, you have to do it all

Duan Hong didn't care and said, "whatever." But he said in his heart, "your daughter has already cooked mature rice with Laozi. Do you care about me?"

"Well, now that I'm well, it's time to meet them?" Wang Yue Jianxiong said.

"Of course, it's your freedom. At first, I didn't disallow you to meet them. I just said that you must listen to me in these five days." Duan Hong stood up and walked to the door with Wangyue Jianxiong. He opened the door. Outside, xiongjing Haoye, xiongjing Ju and Wangyue misty were all sitting on their knees.

These days, they have developed this habit, Duan Hong into treatment, they stay at the door.

As soon as the door opened, all the people looked up. When they saw the radiant Wang yuejianxiong, they were all shocked.

Wang Yueyao was even more excited. Five days ago, her father seemed to be terminally ill. Now, when she left the family, her appearance was almost the same. She seemed to be a few years younger.

It's really exciting news. She can't help but look at Duan Hong. She knows that it's this man. Although she doesn't know how he did it, he really cured her father's injury.

Duan Hong also looked at her, thinking that the moon affair should be over, isn't it tonight?

Xiongjingju looked at the two people, the heart seems to fall into the vinegar jar, sour very uncomfortable.

"Patriarch? You -- "the most excited is Xiong jinghaoye. He quickly got up and bowed to Duan Hong with a 90 degree bow:" Duan Jun, thank you! " These days, they all know Duan Hong's name“ Hehe, you're welcome. It's all a family, not two families. " Duan Hong waved his hand. Cang Meng's restless heart was even more turbulent: "this man, it seems that there is nothing he can't do. In the sea, one person is not inferior to 100 people. Shanghai, dare to challenge Su Jia San Kao. Miss, Han Luo and Xu Qing, who are not beautiful women, are all attracted by him. They have cured the clan leader's injury in just five days. What kind of person is he Her heart began to look forward to, began to move. No woman does not like the strong, no woman will like the weak, for the weak they may sympathize, for the strong, they can only worship.