Chapter 357

Zhou Ming was breathing the fresh air in the morning, and his senses changed greatly.

Before the foundation was built, his vision, hearing and smell were just a little better than ordinary people.

But now, the movement of the world around him is all within his five senses. The rippling flow of the lake water, the water vapor in the air, and the flying dust on the ground beside the lake are all captured by what Zhou Ming heard, heard and saw, forming a detailed picture.

"Grandpa, look, is it in the Pavilion..."

In the corridor near the lake, two figures, one old and one young, came slowly, and a sweet voice suddenly came to Zhou Ming's ears.

Zhou Ming's mind moved slightly, his mouth rose slightly, and his figure disappeared in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Well, I'm afraid it's going to be windy in Lincheng."

Tang Lang also saw the figure disappeared in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Although it was only a glance, he still saw the outline of the beautiful girl.

He recalled Luo Cheng and the girl he said last night. His thoughts diverged. Was it the mysterious girl that Luo Cheng met?

"Grandfather, why do you have people visiting your pavilion every so often? Last time it was the guy named Zhou Ming. Now there is such a strange girl

Tang Lanna frowned and said to Tang Lang.

"This pavilion was designed by master yuan, a famous geomantic master in Yanjing. Therefore, it is a place where auras gather. Some martial artists have enough eyesight to discover the mystery."

Tang Lang touched Donna's head and said with a smile.

"But grandfather, you say that martial arts can be divided into innate and acquired. The acquired martial arts focus on physical training, even if it is rare to absorb aura. So, is the girl in grandfather's pavilion a congenital martial arts person?"

Because after seeing Tang Lang and Zhou Ming's tough last time, Tang Lanna made Tang Lang tell Gu Wu's secret.

The little girl was very interested in these things, so she listened very carefully. Now she knows everything Tang Lang told her at that time.

At the same time, she is also very curious about this mysterious cultivation. As Tang Lang said, the warrior strengthens his body by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, so as to achieve the acquired state of not invading all diseases and walking fast.

But after breaking through the postnatal realm, martial arts have a higher pursuit, and the innate martial arts become more sensitive to aura. This aura is not only used to strengthen their muscles and bones, but also to open up their own meridians and acupoints, so as to master a more powerful force - Qi.

Those who are born with martial arts can exert their strength to the outside, and those who are more accomplished can control their Qi and strength in the body, directly replace their hands, and make some amazing moves, such as evading the enemy from the air and raising their hands to defend things.

The so-called congenital Chu Wu's face is still in her mind.

She can't help imagining that if only she could be as strong as her grandfather and Zhou Ming.

Of course, with Tang Lang's temperament, I'm afraid she won't be able to teach her to practice. Therefore, she can only try her best to achieve this kind of state in reality. Without ten or twenty years of hard work, she is afraid that she can't become a graceful female Xia like that in TV dramas.

"The innate warrior..."

Tang Lang frowned and pondered. If he was born with martial arts, he would never disappear in front of him so quickly. Zhou Ming and this girl have very similar characteristics: they are haunted by supernatural beings, and their breath is not obvious.

Zhou Ming said last time that he was not a warrior. Is it true that

Tang Lang suddenly thought of something. His mind was shocked. Zhou Ming and the girl, are they true practitioners?!

"Grandfather, grandfather!"

Tang Lanna pushes Tang Lang's arm and brings his thoughts back to reality.

"It's getting late. Go to school as soon as you can."

Tang Lang, with both hands on his back, looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake and walked slowly.

"Well, I'll go to see my grandfather finish a complete set of boxing, and I'll go to school."

Donna leans on the fence beside the lake and smiles cunningly.

"Well, it's up to you."

Tang Lang said with a smile. With a move, the whole person passed an elegant figure in the air and fell steadily into the pavilion.

Tang Lang's feet fell to the ground, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He faintly felt that the aura around the pavilion was much stronger than usual.

Last time Zhou Ming practiced in this pavilion, the next day he came to practice. He also found that the aura in this pavilion was much stronger than before.

At this time, he can clearly feel that the aura in the pavilion is almost several times of the usual, no, it should be ten times!

Yes, Tang Lang knew that he didn't realize the mistake in cognition. Now the aura in the pavilion is ten times as much as usual!

Exactly ten times the aura, what is this concept?!If a martial arts master is allowed to practice in such an environment, I'm afraid it will not take a year to reach the level of success.

If a congenital warrior practices martial arts here, he doesn't need to worry about the lack of aura in his body. If he has enough aura, a congenital warrior can definitely master his martial arts in a short time.

Tang Lang raised his hand. He could clearly feel the flow of aura in the air. With his action, the aura attached to his skin, nourished his skin and flesh, and penetrated into his body a little bit.

"Wonderful

Tang Lang's heart has realized, the footwall instantaneous strides out, a fist hits forward!

"Pa!"

Reiki flow, as just now, began to refine his body a little bit.

"Pa! Pop! Bang

Tang Lang's movements one by one, his body strength was fully mobilized, with a clear voice.

Tang Lanna is infatuated in the distance. She never thought that after her grandfather's recovery from injury, her fist is so smart.

She only felt that Tang Lang in the pavilion in the middle of the lake was now integrated with the surrounding environment. Every move had a natural aura, which was really a kind of visual enjoyment.

Tang Lang finished a whole set of actions. His whole body radiated intense heat. He calmed the boiling blood in his body and breathed out a long breath.

It's been a long time. I haven't had such a good fight.

Tang Lang's mood suddenly brightens up. Since he was injured, he can only practice tai chi in the park every day, but his own martial arts are not dare to use.

Now that he has recovered from his injury, he does not have a trace of stagnation in his fists. It's natural for him to bring his own square. This is the feeling that every ancient martial artist longs for when he practices martial arts.

In this pavilion, Tang Lang felt that he could always find the state he had just been in. When he was still in the mood, he moved again.

"Didi -"

standing by the lake, Tang Lanna's satchel vibrated. She took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Her face changed and she said, "ah! I'm going to be late! Grandfather! I'll go first

With that, she waved to Tang Lang in the pavilion and trotted away from the Shuiguang Park Jinghu.

At this time, Tang Lang's whole mind was immersed in the pleasure of experiencing his own actions. He didn't hear Tang Lanna's voice at all

Maybe even Zhou Ming didn't expect that his careless move would have such a huge "impact" on Tang Lang.

At this time, Zhou Ming is standing on a humanoid road in Lincheng business district, talking to Xia Yan with his mobile phone.

"Shen Yue, what did you do last night? I don't see anyone in your room. I didn't answer your phone. I thought you had something urgent

Xia Yan is now studying the breakfast menu in the kitchen. She looks at the piece of burnt black bread in front of her, and her face is a little bad.

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

Zhou Ming said with a smile, now his strength is comparable to those old monsters in the world of cultivation. Unless there is spiritual cultivation of supernatural realm in this world, it is almost impossible for anyone on earth to crush him just by virtue of cultivation strength.

"It's OK."

Xia Yan put the mobile phone on her cheek, gently supported it with her shoulder, and put a small piece of butter into the newly heated pan.

"Zi ~"

with the splash of oil, Xia Yan's tender hand was suddenly burned by a drop of hot oil, which made her scream.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Xia Yan's cry with a trace of pain, as well as the "Zizi" sound of hot oil in the kitchen, Zhou Ming could not help but feel a little funny. He insisted that he would not learn how to cook before, but now it's better. He began to practice secretly.

Tut, I'm afraid it's not going well.

"No, nothing. There's a little noise in the TV."

Xia Yan blushes. She doesn't want Shen Yue to know that she is secretly learning to cook. Because before, she was angry with Zhou Ming and said that she would not learn how to cook. Now if Shen Yue knew that she was learning how to cook and Zhou Ming knew about it, what would she do?

Zhou Ming is a bad guy. I don't know what I think of her.

Xia Yan thinks of her ugly appearance in front of Zhou Ming, and she is ashamed for a moment. This does not learn to cook, is her Xia Yan in front of Zhou Ming's only dignity, this matter, absolutely can't let Zhou Ming know.

Xia Yan with both complex and contradictory psychology, turned off the gas stove, looking at the pan that has not yet fully opened butter, is very helpless to sigh.

Make breakfast plan for the tenth time, failure!

"It's a bit noisy. I thought you were heating the oil."

Zhou Ming put his pocket in one hand and walked on the sidewalk, joking.

"No, no, I was watching the food show just now. It was the cooks on TV who were heating up the oil. I was so greedy when they were cooking. Ah, Shen Yue, when will you come back? "

Xia Yan quickly find an excuse to cover up the past, and then is to change the topic."I'll be back soon. What would you like to eat?"

Zhou Ming said with a smile before he went to a supermarket.

Hearing what Shen Yue wanted to eat, Xia Yan's face brightened. She nodded her chin and said, "I like your braised fish best. As long as it's your dish, I like it."