His name is Li Bu, and he is the most powerful warrior of the Li tribe. He has always lived in this mountain. The shamans of the tribe disappeared a long time ago, leaving only the traces of witch inscriptions. I don’t know why, but other tribesmen can see it.
He didn't understand, but he could understand a little bit. The tribe member was injured, and he went out to look for herbs. According to the stone carvings of the witch, the Li tribe migrated from a very far away place, and the tribe member was not allowed to go down the mountain...
Li Bu patted his head, there was a roar, and he became confused again. His left eye was full of animality, but his right eye showed wisdom, which was quite contradictory.
Huh!" Zhang Heng was about to move from the edge of the deep pool to the bottom of the waterfall, but he unexpectedly discovered that the deep pool was quite unusual. There were faint bubbles rising up. At first, he didn't notice it because it was covered by the surging water of the waterfall. Now he was closer.
He immediately frowned.
He had seen this kind of bubbles in the river outside the Que tribe, which meant that there were huge fish in the pool, perhaps other creatures that could swim in the water. He looked around and couldn't see where the water in this deep pool could flow. Could it be that
Is all the standing water contained here?
This is obviously somewhat impossible. It's okay in autumn and winter. The water here will definitely expand in summer, but how did the fish creatures here form? It's like there is a pool on the mountain in the village, but it is absolutely impossible inside.
There were fish in the early days, most of which were water snakes.
Thinking about this, it was somewhat surprising. Although there were no huge snakes found in the primitive space so far, it was obviously impossible. He shook his head and smiled. He didn't plan to go into the water, but he still needed to prepare.
Because he planned to wash his body under the waterfall, now his whole body was covered with blood stains, his long hair was crumpled into a ball, and even the hair strands could not be separated, and his whole body exuded the smell of blood that should not be approached by anyone.
, since I plan to visit other tribes, it is obviously not beautiful to visit with blood.
"Huh!" His hand suddenly moved and he grabbed a piece of the surging water, just like grabbing a handful of shot stones. There was a slight pain, but he could ignore it now.
But there is another book that I can't help but want to collect at this time, that is, the Seventy-Two Special Skills of Shaolin published in 1978. This book is only as big as a palm, with a total of only seventy-two pages. Each page is a special skill.
The introduction is very simple, there are no pictures, and there is no way to practice at all.
The only ones that left a deep impression were the "Golden Bell Cover" and "Iron Shirt", but if you follow the exercises introduced in the book, you don't have to wait until you die first. For example, in the introduction above, you use a wooden stick to beat the whole body at the beginning. After you get used to it,
Use stones, then use blades, and finally use swords to sharpen your mouth. This is a completely fatal technique.
At first, beat peas, soybeans, etc., then use mud sand, stone sand, then iron sand, and finally beat the gold and iron blades. If you want to practice this skill, you will either die or be disabled.
Zhang Heng learned from this and punched the pine bark with his fists. During this period, he suffered a lot. Every winter, his hands swelled like pig's hooves. However, he persisted and his fists became harder, but it was not as good as the others.
A little bit of normal strength training is purely an external layer of training, but it comes at the cost of hurting the muscles and bones.
After thinking about it, I approached the waterfall and saw a huge high platform, which was a solid stone slab. It was washed smooth by the falling water. Only the outer corners had autumn moss growing on it. It seemed that there was sufficient water flow here all year round.
He smiled, put the three mushrooms on the edge, and untied the tiger bones, whip tail, etc., and spent some effort to pull out a long vine and tied it to his body. The two knots of the vine were hung on two tree branches.
On the top, it is in the shape of a triangle. He is not worried about being unable to withstand the power of the waterfall, but is afraid of being washed into the pool. Of course he can swim, and his water quality is not bad, but if there is an unknown monster in the pool, it will be tragic to fall into it.
Yes, we have to take precautions.
"Hoo!" There seemed to be a sound breaking through the air. Zhang Heng rose directly from the ground and landed on the high platform in one step. Fortunately, although the stone slab looked smooth, it was not slippery. Experienced people know that it will be directly washed away by water.
The stone surface is actually far less slippery than the nearby places where water droplets only occasionally stain it.
This stone platform is more than ten meters wide. If the water falls from the waterfall in midsummer, it will definitely be shocking. But now there is only one in the middle, and the water flow is relatively scattered. It should be that there are mountain water chestnuts during the fall. Fortunately, there is a big face in the middle.
One stream is very condensed, like a water dragon falling to the earth from the clouds.
"I want to give it a try first!" In addition to washing the body, I also plan to use the continuous collision force of the waterfall water to exercise.
He kept walking and took a few steps to reach the main water flow. However, his body was almost completely wet at this moment, and the blood stains mixed with it slid down. Zhang Heng was focused on the waterfall at this time, but he did not notice the water emerging from the deep pool below.
The bubbles were slightly more intense.
"Plop!" He stretched out his hand, and the water spray hit his fingers as if they were sprayed by a high-pressure water gun. He flicked his fingers away in an instant. Zhang Heng couldn't help but frowned. This water flow was many times stronger than imagined. I'm afraid it was
If you catch a wild animal and put it under the water, it will be killed immediately in a short time.
"Well, I should give it a try." Zhang Heng rubbed his fingers and thought about it. He felt that with his current body, he should be able to carry it for a while, but he didn't dare to try it with his head. Who knows if he would blow his brains out?
Bleeding.
His face showed unprecedented seriousness, he turned around, leaned his back against the waterfall, then grabbed the two ropes tied to his body with both hands, and slowly leaned back... "Boom!" The man with a big face said
The water spray hit Zhang Heng's back. The first time it touched Zhang Heng, he felt that his whole back and shoulders were numb. He didn't dare to spit out the breath he was holding, for fear that if he spit it out, he would be knocked to the ground when he took a breath, because at this time, his legs
It's already soft.
"Plop tap tap~~!" The water spray was not just a trace, it was big enough, and it was continuous. It fell straight down from an unknown mountain top, and the impact was too powerful.
One second, two seconds, three seconds. At this time, we can really only use seconds to calculate time. However, Zhang Heng was almost knocked to the ground several times in about ten seconds. Most of the time, he relied on the Teng Bar held in each hand to stabilize his body.
Ten seconds later, the blood on his face had been washed away by the splash of water, but it was still rosy. This was because he had been holding it in, and he kept holding it in his chest without daring to spit it out.
After another five seconds, Zhang Heng stepped out and left the scope of the main water flow. He suddenly bent down and gasped violently. This was really incredible. I thought he was not so tired when he fought against the Biyan. Who would have thought that he was covered with water.
I don’t know how much sweat I sweat inside.
"It's amazing. In just less than thirty seconds, it's no worse than a big battle. Although I'm not at my physical limit yet, I definitely used all my strength to resist the impact of the waterfall." Zhang Heng murmured mentally, for a moment.
Finally, he yelled in his heart: "Come here!" However, he rested for a while before daring to enter the water. His body's senses are now very strong, and he can naturally distinguish the quality of such exercise, but now
I didn’t have time to observe more, but I just felt that washing under the waterfall would make me stronger.