Time flew by like an arrow. When Li Muchan suddenly woke up, half a month had passed.
In the past half month, he had been immersed in the wonderland of Feilong's marksmanship, as if he had entered another world, the world of marksmanship, the world of internal strength, and the world of the body.
Although he cannot mobilize his internal energy, he can observe and watch the flow of internal energy with a cold eye.
Ordinary people cannot do two things at once. If they look at the flow of internal forces in the body, they will not be able to take care of the outside world, and their movements will be out of shape, like a blind man walking.
If you focus on movements, you cannot take into account the flow of internal energy.
Li Muchan is different. He multi-tasks. While maintaining the standard of movements, he observes the flow of internal energy and imprints it in his mind to form a model.
There is a transparent body in my mind, with red lines, black lines, blue lines, yellow lines, green lines, and purple lines in the body, a total of six colors of thin lines crisscrossing each other.
His insight is profound and may seem complicated to ordinary people, but he can visualize it clearly.
These lines of different colors represent internal forces. Every time the body makes a movement, a line swims like a snake, flowing slowly.
Li Muchan established this model to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
He knew that the internal movement of the Nine Turns of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra was not as good as the military martial arts that was done unintentionally and was useless after practice. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it.
But if it is martial arts in the military, what is the use of practicing it? The Wang family's martial arts is not martial arts in the military! Li Muchan was puzzled.
If it was really a martial arts school in the military, then I saw that the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra was not complete, and there should be a set of moves. Sheng Xuefeng was also not complete, so only one person had mastered it.
Either Wang Xiu'e has hidden it, or it has been lost. Li Muchan thought about it carefully and concluded that it must have been lost. Otherwise, just the movements would be enough.
Or maybe the ancestors of the Wang family were under pressure and did not dare to reveal their secret knowledge in the army, so they gave up their movements and only left a path for internal force transfer to give future generations of disciples some hope.
The world is so big and full of wonders. Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Even though his mind was as fast as lightning and his precision was beyond ordinary people, he still couldn't figure it all out.
After practicing for these days, Li Muchan deeply understood that Feilong Spear Technique was extremely delicate, otherwise, all the meridians in the whole body would not be able to reach balance.
Like the Flying Bear's Palm, although it is profound and wonderful, it only travels through two meridians. Although it progresses quickly, it is not in line with his thoughts, so for a while, he gave up the Flying Bear's Palm and focused on the Flying Dragon Spear Technique.
After half a month, he had completely mastered the Flying Dragon Spear Technique and had built an exquisite model in his mind, so he was about to meditate on the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
He wanted to use the Flying Dragon Spear Technique to adapt the movements, use the operation to drive the flow of internal energy, and practice the Nine Turns Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
However, after these days, there has been no progress in Yongquan Point, and it is still a little bit close. It always falls short at critical moments, like a force in the dark, extremely powerful and irresistible.
Li Muchan became furious. He first told Zhang Jiaoxi that he was lying, and then said hello to Zhao Shengli. He would not go to training these days and would only stay in his room, as if in seclusion.
Zhao Shengli and the others also supported it. They sent meals outside the room every day. If he wanted to eat, he could just open the door and no one would disturb him from practicing.
Li Muchan stood on the dragon pile in front of the couch.
This pile skill is the foundation of Feilong Spearmanship and the core mystery of Feilong Spearmanship. There is magic in the ordinary. Some subtleties need to be carefully understood to truly stimulate the Yongquan Point.
It was difficult for outsiders to imitate the postures while watching them without any real guidance. Li Muchan had an excellent memory and had to be corrected by Professor Zhang himself, so he learned quickly. Otherwise, it would not be easy to learn Fulong Zhuang.
The hut is small and quiet. The shouts from the martial arts training field to the south float from time to time. The sound changes erratically as the wind blows.
Listening to their energetic shouts, Li Muchan felt peaceful and focused on the spring. He visualized it in his mind and moved to the spring.
He forgot all about the outside world, only the gushing spring kept going day and night, supported by his strong mind, like a drill bit, tirelessly drilling down.
He didn't know the passage of time, endured hunger, and channeled all his strength into his mind. He visualized the gushing spring, became one with the gushing spring, and merged into his mind.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a bang in his mind, and his eyes were empty and white mist shrouded, like a vast lake with misty waves.
The somewhat tired mind suddenly lightened up and then swelled up, as if after being extremely hungry, I suddenly felt refreshed after eating a heavy meal.
When he was filled with joy and inexplicable joy, his heart beads suddenly turned into five.
Then, the many illusions in front of him disappeared, his mind returned, and the Yongquan point seemed to return with it, becoming one with his heart, regardless of each other.
His heart moved, and suddenly he saw an empty area in front of him, with wisps of mist floating in it, as if the mist was evaporating from the vast lake.
Li Muchan now understood that the illusion in front of him was not an illusion, but the real inner scene of the spring.
Now, God and the spring are united and truly integrated into one body. The situation seen is different from the situation seen inwardly before.
Could it be that what you originally saw when looking inside was just an illusion.
Li Muchan suppressed the joy in his heart, with five heart beads, his thoughts increased sharply, his Eye of the Void rose, and his overlooking range greatly increased. The entire martial arts training ground was in front of him. He looked at it intently and spotted Zhao Shengli and others from the crowd, riding on their horses.
Vertically and horizontally, long arrows shot quickly.
Zhao Shengli's archery skills are the best, followed by Xiong Sihai, Cai Yuzhang again, and the rest are about the same. Ten arrows can hit six or seven targets. Hitting the bull's eye depends on luck.
He quickly withdrew his Eyes of the Void, caught a flash of light in his heart, and wondered why there was such a difference between the inner scene and the real inner scene.
Could it be that there is also a formation in the body that obscures the true appearance of the acupuncture points, making it impossible to see them clearly?
Thinking of this, he felt excited, as if he had touched the mystery of his body. It would have been difficult to detect it unless he suddenly thought of it and connected his mind with the spring.
There are two sets of inner scenes of the body. What you see when you look inside is not consistent with what you see when your mind is truly in harmony. There is a great mystery in this.
He thought for a while, and suddenly there was a loud sound in his stomach. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, and opened his eyes. The light in the room was soft, and the sound of horse hooves was rumbled outside. It was obviously morning.
But I don't know what day it was in the morning. He slowly straightened up, his legs had been numb, and when his mind moved, a spring of heat suddenly rose up, moistening his legs, as if soaking in a hot spring, and the numbness was relieved in the blink of an eye.
Li Muchan secretly thought, looking at this situation, it was obvious that the time was not short, otherwise, the body tempered by the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique would never be so tired.
He walked a few steps inside the house, and when his mind moved slightly, hot air gushes out from a spring, pouring into his legs continuously. He held his right hand emptyly, raised it slightly, and made a gun-swinging gesture, and a burst of hot air surged from his legs.
When it enters the right arm, enters the palm of the hand, the right palm feels swollen and hot, and it feels like I can break the spear without using any force.
He laughed, this feeling was so good. From now on, there was no need to crouch on the dragon pile, and the internal energy would flow out continuously, so there was no need to worry about the lack of internal energy.
He suddenly had an idea, Yongquan point is like this, if all the major points of the whole body can be integrated with the mind, what wonderful state will it be?
Will the heart pearl grow again?
He really didn't expect that when his mind was integrated into the Yongquan point, the heart beads would actually grow. It was an unexpected surprise, something that can only be met but cannot be sought.
He still can't figure out the rules for how the heart pearl grows. He only knows a little bit, and he can't force it. He has to let nature take its course, otherwise he will only be disappointed.
The formation of the Heart Bead this time was due to the stimulation of the mind, which was so exhausted that the mind was tough enough to break through, or was it because the Yongquan Point contained strange power that could increase the mind's energy.
If you want to find out, you need to find another acupoint to try. As for which acupoint to find, don't be in a hurry. You have to take your time. The first priority is to eat!
He saw a wooden box at the door outside. He opened the door and carried it in. When he opened it, he found two dishes and four steamed buns inside, which were fragrant.
Li Muchan is extremely hungry now. Since he has cultivated his internal strength in the army, his appetite has greatly increased and he gets hungry easily. Now he is so hungry that he can eat a cow, and he has finished all the vegetables in the box in two or three times.
He opened the door and went out again. When he reached the stable on the west side, he saw Chi Ying standing there alone, motionless, as if in a daze.
Li Muchan looked at it and suddenly felt the loneliness in its heart. He couldn't help but soften, shook his head and sighed, his own telepathy became more and more powerful.
Seeing him coming, Chi Ying immediately hissed, jumped for joy and dug his front hooves on the ground impatiently.
Li Muchan stepped forward, touched its neck, untied the reins, and directly climbed onto the horse without putting on a saddle. The red shadow hissed lightly and turned into a shadow as he emerged from the stable.
When it arrived at the martial arts training ground, it ran wildly around the martial arts training ground, circle after circle, as fast as flying and galloping like lightning. It frightened all the knights to avoid it, and there was a chaos in the martial arts training ground, with shouts and curses happening one after another.
Li Muchan chuckled and let the red shadow run.
Zhao Shengli shouted loudly: "What do you call it? Just stay here!"
Feng Dakun, Xiong Sihai and the others also stood up and stared coldly at everyone. When they saw that it was them who beat up the hero of the Flying Cavalry Camp, everyone calmed down.
After running for more than ten laps in one breath, Chi Ying slowed down and slowly arrived in front of Zhao Shengli.
Zhao Shengli rode on the horse, looked Li Muchan up and down, and laughed and said: "Monk, it doesn't matter, Li Zi is worried that you will starve to death, so he insists on going in and taking a look!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "It's not bad."
Zhao Shengli laughed and said: "You feel refreshed and you seem to have achieved success in your practice... Come, let's compare our archery skills!"
"Okay." Li Muchan smiled.
He has five heart pearls, and his spirit is more powerful. In addition, the spring is opened and his internal power is flowing continuously. He no longer has any scruples and does not need to be cautious.
Hearing them compare arrows, everyone dispersed to make way for the open space.
They had long heard that Monk Mingkong was a magic arrow, and after a competition, Li Muchan kept a low profile, focusing on his marksmanship and palm skills, and did not show it again, which they regretted.
"Monk, let's follow the old rules!" Zhao Shengli said with a smile.
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "How about, Zhao Tou and you guys come together and we have a showdown?"
"Hey, what a loud tone!" Zhao Shengli glanced at him sideways, turned around and said, "Brothers from all over the world, do you think we can agree?"
"Just do it!" Xiong Sihai laughed.
Zhao Shengli waved his hand: "Okay, that's it!"
When they arrived at the north side, Li Muchan was on the south side, and the target was on the west side, located in the center line of the martial arts field. Everyone stepped forward and removed the targets, leaving only two targets, one in the south and one in the north.
Li Muchan turned to a big man and said, "Brother, please lend me two pots of arrows!"
"Okay!" the square-faced man said excitedly, and hurriedly grabbed two pots of arrows and gave them to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan placed the arrow pot on both sides of the horse's neck. It was really inconvenient without a saddle, so he had to do this. He raised his hand to indicate that he was ready, and Zhao Shengli on the opposite side also raised his hand.
"Get ready—run!" A big man stood in the middle of the martial arts training ground, waving his hands and shouting.
Red Shadow trotted, and after a few steps, he slowly accelerated, and Li Muchan's arrows had already flown out. With extremely fast hands, long arrows fell on the target like raindrops.
When he ran to the middle, he had finished shooting one pot of arrows. When he reached the back, his hand speed became faster and faster, and he could only see a shadow. The arrows shot out like locusts. After a while, three pots of arrows had been shot. At this time, the red shadow
Haven't run yet.
Everyone cheered loudly and the atmosphere was warm.
Li Muchan put away his bow and pulled the reins. Chi Ying ran back and met Zhao Shengli and others in the south. Everyone turned to look at the target. Someone ran over and counted how many arrows there were in total.
As a result, Li Muchan lost. He shot sixty arrows, while Zhao Shengli and the others shot sixty-one, which was exactly one arrow missing.
However, everyone applauded Li Muchan.
The martial arts training ground is large, but the horse can run in just the blink of an eye. It is already amazing to be able to shoot ten arrows. Li Muchan shot sixty arrows in one breath. He is very strong and can draw a bow from a distance. His hands are fast and he can shoot arrows.
Like a string of beads, the head and foot are accurate, and the arrow hits the target.
Such archery skills are incredible.
Everyone surrounded him and asked for advice on archery. At this moment, a group of people came in, exuding a cold air. Their faces were gloomy and their bodies were covered in blood. They staggered to the martial arts training ground.
Although Li Muchan got off his horse and was surrounded by people, he saw them at a glance. There were six of them in total. They looked worried and exhausted, and their expressions were gloomy. It was obvious that something was wrong.
Everyone slowly stopped talking and turned to look over.
Zhao Shengli strode forward to meet him and said loudly: "Hao Laoer, what's going on?!"
A middle-aged man at the head had a sullen face, glanced at Zhao Shengli, ignored him, and just walked toward the two rows of houses to the east.
Zhao Shengli hurriedly followed him and said, "Did you meet the guy from Xi Zhao?"
"Well, Xiaojie and the others were caught." Hao Laoer said with a sullen face and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.
There was silence in the martial arts training ground, and everyone's expression changed.
Being captured would be worse than dying in battle. The fighting between Xi Zhao and Dayan became more and more fierce, and their hatred was like a sea. If they were captured, life would be worse than death.