One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Although the exercises are different and the levels are different, before cultivating the body and deriving true qi, it is roughly divided into four realms: gathering strength, training tendons, forging bones, and mingling the organs. And the young man is in the realm of training muscles.

At this time, it was mid-afternoon, and the sun was tightening. The young man practiced boxing at the bottom of the river and went out of the river to get his breath. He went back and forth dozens of times.

The young man who had finished his cultivation was not in a hurry to leave the heart of the river. Instead, he dived deep into the river bottom, retrieved the snakeskin pocket he had hidden on the river bottom, and then swam upstream like a fish.

The Mengshui River runs northward around the Yuanyuan Mountain, with cliffs on both sides, known as the Guikuxia Gorge. In addition, the water flow is more than twice as fast as the Houjiang River in the Mt. Wanyuan Mountain. The most experienced fisherman, Mr. Gong, did not dare to go deep into the Mengshui River in the north of Mt.

However, the young man is obviously familiar with this place. He went deep into the bottom of the river, avoiding the rocks and silt washed up by the upper stream, and occasionally exposed the surface of the river for breathing. Only when the sun was left with only a gleam of light did he reach the place where he finally wanted to go. .

Checking the position, the boy took a deep breath. This breath was longer than the breath stored during boxing practice. A fierce man plunged into the dark vortex under the side wall of the river and disappeared.

That whirlpool is actually an underground river channel!

After about a stick of incense, the young man finally emerged from the whirlpool again, and was caught in his hand in the empty snakeskin pocket that was originally hung around his waist. There were a few more purple and gold tails in it. Little fish.

If it is the knowledgeable fishermen on the Mengshui River who see these small purple fishes, they will definitely scream, because these small fish are the almost Jedi fish in the Mengshui River, the Monroe!

Monroe fish is called a fish, but it is actually a kind of grass. It grows in the Mengshui River and is an extremely expensive medicinal material.

Coming out of the Guiku Gorge between the cliffs in the northern part of Mt. Yuan, the boy found the place where he had hidden his clothes, took the clothes, and ran down the river bank.

The village where the boy lives is called Hanjiacun, which is located on the bank of the Mengshui River in the southwest of Qiyuan Mountain. There are more than 70 households in the village. It is a rare large village in the surrounding area. For generations, they have been fishing and hunting for their livelihoods.

The young man's feet are very strong, and when he arrives in the village, the sky is only dim and dark, and the village is faintly showing some lights.

"Brother Shang, have you found Monroe today?"

The fishermen who returned from fishing saw the boy with envy in his eyes. It is no secret that this boy named Zhang Yang was able to find the almost extinct Monroe fish in the Mengshui River. It is just to show the boy and learn from his childhood. Wu, a huge force, everyone is afraid, so no one beats any crooked thoughts.

"It's so easy to catch there."

Zhang Yang had something in his heart, but he didn't ignore these villagers. He replied and walked quickly toward the two courtyards near the northwest of the village.

"Uncle Tiger, I'm back!" Following the publicity, a dark-skinned middle-aged man walked out of the yard next to him.

"Little businessman, why is it so late today?" The middle-aged man named Han Husheng, Zhang Yang's neighbor.

Zhang Yang lost his parents since he was a child and survived thanks to Han Hu's many financial aids. And this Han Husheng is also a hard-working man, coming and going in the wind, fishing hard, earning a family business, marrying a wife and having children. But within a few years, his wife died, leaving behind a daughter, Han Shuniang. It's just that the poor fate, Han Shuniang suffered from a blood disease at the age of fifteen, and died of weak blood. Han Husheng wasted his whole life, only to be left alone, only complaining about the impermanence of the world.

"Today I went to Ghost Cry Gorge." Zhang Yang grabbed his back pocket and showed it toward Han Husheng. "It's just that this mongolian fish is almost extinct by me, and it will be difficult to catch it again in the future."

"That's okay, the Guicuo Gorge is too dangerous." Han Husheng and Zhang Yang walked into the courtyard together with worry on their faces. "A few days ago, I heard that someone was accidentally rushed into the Guicuo Gorge upstream and was hit by rocks. Smashed into meat sauce!"

The two of them entered the door, Zhang Yang put the snakeskin pocket aside, looked at the food on the table, did not wash their hands, grabbed the buns and gnawed, obviously they were starving.

"Uncle Hu Sheng, tomorrow I will go to Mengyuan Mountain to get some medicinal materials." Zhang Yang muttered as he ate, "You help me find someone to sell these three-tailed Munro."

"There are many insects in the mountains. Someone saw tigers appearing in the mountains a few days ago. You have to be careful, Xiao Shang." Han Husheng knew that Zhang Yang had practiced martial arts. Although he was worried, he didn't stop him. He just warned him carefully.

"Those tigers, it's okay that I can't touch them, they happened to be slaughtered and made a winter robe for Uncle Tiger!" Zhang Yang finished the meal in a few bites, "Uncle Tiger, I'll go back to soak the medicine."

Returning to his yard, Zhang Yang cleaned up a bit, lit the oil lamp, and took out two thread-bound books from under his pillow. With the light, only one book was written "Cracking Tablet Hand", and the other book was written "Ying Zang Mi Jian". .

"After six years of hard training in martial arts, I finally reached the fifth floor of the cracker, and reached the realm of martial arts training."

Zhang Yang stretched out his arm, and when he pressed hard, his arm burst out through the tendons, connecting the muscles of the whole body.

"Usually these meridians are hidden in the muscles, and the connecting muscles are attached to the bones. It is of no use, but when the muscles are practiced to the extreme and reach the peak of cohesion, these meridians will appear. It's like hammering out an iron tool, making it into steel, and finally through the whole body through the tendons, connecting the whole body's strength into a line, forming strength!"

Zhang Yang seemed to sigh, but also seemed to regret, "This smasher is just a second-rate martial arts. The exercises are very common and there is no unique training method. You can only do it step by step, step by step, little by little, or else mine. The cultivation speed will be faster."

After opening the Slip Tablet hand-bound book, Zhang Yang leaned in the light to read carefully the sixth level of the Slab Tablet exercises, experienced the cultivation methods described in it, the martial arts moves, and secretly felt inwardly.

"This smasher is a second-rate martial arts, and that's because it is extremely hard to practice. Although the moves are powerful and no less than the first-class martial arts, there is no surprising physical practice. The promotion of the martial arts realm is extremely limited, and only On the seventh floor, even if the strength of the training is complete, it is only the peak of training muscles, and there is no description of how to forge the bones, so it is classified into the second-rate martial arts. However, his father was only a guard at the beginning, and he was able to obtain second-rate martial arts. Great fortune." Zhang Yang collected his mind, picked up the medicine and miscellaneous things, took off his clothes, and went into the medicine barrel that had just been prepared.

This cracked stele is Zhang Yang's family martial arts, left by Zhang Yang's father Han Chengyi.

Zhang Yang and his son were originally not from the Han family village, but moved here more than ten years ago. Because they are all from Han, Han Chengyi has also served as a guardian of the big clan in Youzhou City. Although the tablet **** is a second-rate martial arts, he has only one step to become a master in the realm of bone forging. The small place in the country is already an incredible person, so life is also stable. ..