As soon as Yang Muyun finished speaking, everyone started discussing.
Dashi supports Yang Muyun unconditionally, and the underground cave is warm and humid, and there are large tracts of food. If he doesn't occupy it, can he let others take it away?
This must be the territory of barbarians, and it can only be the territory of barbarians.
Blackhead also approves with both hands.
After all, kobolds like the underground environment the most, and the place is very spacious. The barbarians will definitely not be able to occupy it all, and they will definitely set aside a part for themselves to garrison.
Green hats will not object.
After all, being close to the owner ensures safety. If the owner hadn't happened to arrive today, two spiders would have been enough to sweep across his territory.
Rashida looked at the surrounding environment tangledly, and then sneezed. The echo vibrated in the underground cave, startling a group of moths, and then Rashida sneezed even louder.
Yang Muyun nodded, "I understand! Don't worry, we will definitely clean this up."
The underground caves are overgrown with fungi, many of which are poisonous. One bite will force you to lie down on the floor.
Moreover, fungi can emit spores. Who knows whether these things are poisonous or not? If you take one whiff and you have to sleep in a coffin, this is a large cemetery.
The Goblin and Kobold clans went out together, and under the leadership of Dashi, they dug three feet into the underground cave to clear away the remaining spiders and harvest the fungi growing in the cave.
This is a great harvest.
Laxida didn't want to stay for more than a quarter of an hour, and walked towards the exit shaking her head.
Finding no one around, Yang Muyun immediately opened the passage.
Man, that's weird.
It was quite dark in the underground cave just now, but Yang Muyun still felt like a light on his back.
Now behind the refrigerator, it's broad daylight and the curtains haven't been drawn yet, but Yang Muyun is keeping his feet on the ground.
After struggling with his expression for a while, Yang Muyun finally reached into his arms and took out a ball of white thread.
Holding one corner with your fingers and letting it droop naturally, the thread immediately poured down like water and stretched into a piece of white cloth.
The white fabric has many meshes like a fishing net, and there are also exquisite embroideries in some places.
Okay, no more pretending, this is just a tight-fitting autumn coat. The only drawback is that it is a bit thin and a bit see-through.
Yang Muyun felt that his empty, lonely and cold body needed a little warmth, so he took off his leather jacket and put on his white autumn clothes.
It's a bit tight, and the lines are almost cut into the skin. The whole body is full and bumpy, and the already sharp-edged muscles appear clearer and more three-dimensional.
Gradually, Yang Muyun was surprised to find that after Qiu Yi came into contact with his body, it strangely merged into his skin and became one with his own body.
"It's better to be traceless, so that no one else will see you."
Yang Muyun waved his arm, and found that the movement was lighter, faster, and more powerful. He punched out of thin air, and he heard the whizzing sound of the wind.
That's right, it's the sound of wind, and the punch brings the wind.
You must know that this is a casual punch, not a full-strength blow after full strength.
After throwing a few more punches, Yang Muyun found that in addition to the force generated by muscle contraction when he waved his arms, there was also the power brought by Qiu Yi.
Those lines that are cut into the flesh function as muscle fibers, increasing their strength and speed.
In order to prove his conjecture, Yang Muyun did another chest expansion exercise, and found that his pectoralis major, brachialis, trapezius, rhomboids and other muscle groups were all working hard.
That feeling...
Yang Muyun thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a word - pull the whole body.
That's right, it just activates the whole body.
After wearing autumn clothes, every movement you make can affect more muscle groups, and produce stronger force in a more convenient and effective way.
At this moment, Yang Muyun finally understood what Laxida meant when he said, "Cultivation is a heretical practice. Even if you practice hard for a lifetime, you will not be able to touch the threshold of God."
The most important thing for a warrior to practice is to exercise his body, and the muscles that are used the most are the ones that are used the most.
Muscle contraction pulls bones to produce joint movement. This is the basic principle of exerting force. Many martial arts are also the result of the combination and evolution based on this principle.
The human body has many muscle groups, which can be divided into large muscle groups and small muscle groups according to their size.
Ordinary weight lifting, running, push-ups, etc., all exercise large muscle groups, that is, the obvious chest muscles, abdominal muscles, etc., and you can see immediate results in a few months.
However, the effect of ordinary exercise on small muscle groups is greatly reduced. The small muscle groups in some parts are always the same as they are born and will not change much throughout life.
For example, the small muscle groups of the palms.
Even if you swing your sword 10,000 times or punch 10,000 times, the exercise effect on the large muscles of the arms is very obvious, but the effect on the small muscles of the palms is negligible.
If you are pursuing destructive chopping, the more developed the big muscles are, the better.
But if you are pursuing precise thrusts, it naturally depends on the control of the small muscles of the palm.
There is nothing commendable about being strong enough to crack stone monuments. After all, as long as you work hard and practice hard, you can do it. After all, it is too easy to exercise big muscles.
But shooting a hair into a stone with a flick of the finger is not something that everyone can do, nor can it be achieved through hard work.
Because it involves the skillful energy generated by the exertion of small muscles.
Embroidery, knitting, and writing can exercise the regulation and control of small movements by small muscle groups, and at the same time, they can also hone a stable mood and lasting perseverance.
Therefore, when many hermit masters appear, they are often writing, painting, playing the piano, embroidering, fishing, pruning flowers and plants, etc.
Most of the five big and three thick muscled men are minor characters, and the handful of people who really stand at the top cannot be called strong, and can even be said to be thin.
Think of the flying needle in "Sunflower Collection" and you will understand.
Yang Muyun closed his eyes and touched the muscles on his chest, carefully feeling the contraction of the muscles and the movement of the joints when the arms moved, and naturally felt the contraction and traction of the silk threads embedded in the skin.
I have made a qualitative leap in controlling the muscles of my whole body, such as controlling the contraction of the muscles under the scalp, controlling the contraction of the muscles on the ears, controlling the contraction of the muscles of the tear ducts...
You can be precise about which hair you want to shake and your ears to move up, down, forward, and in any direction.
This kind of control over strength would be impossible for ordinary people to achieve after a lifetime of training, but Yang Muyun could do it easily with just a pair of autumn clothes.
One item saves a lifetime of hard work.
Laxida is right, cultivation is indeed a heretical practice.
"Is this talent? You have it when you are born. If you don't have it at birth, you will never have it in your life."
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