() The sound of gunfire has gradually become sparse, and the Southern Barbarian soldiers have been thrown far, far away by them. The team stopped at the place where they were besieged by the red tour last time.
At this time, the east had turned white and the morning light was slightly dewed. After a night of long-distance exercise, the team members were exhausted and hungry. Even a master like Gao Jingtang was a little out of breath. He put down the woman and sat on the ground to catch his breath.
He was getting angry. After all, age is not forgiving. The struggle between this seventy-year-old man and these young men was all supported by the inner strength of his essence. Otherwise, he would have fallen down long ago.
Wang Xiaobo also felt a little exhausted, but he was the captain of this team after all, and it was his job to provide food and restore everyone's physical strength.
"Everyone, take out the python meat you brought with you. Let's have a whole snake feast." Wang Xiaobo gathered up the python meat that everyone had brought with them before, and then went down to the stream to clean it.
The woman was always being held by Gao Jingtang, and she felt much more relaxed, so he took the initiative to go down to the stream to help with the cleaning. Wang Xiaobo was not polite, said thank you, and handed over the task to the woman.
At this time, Yaonv also went down to the stream and found a place with leeward wind to light a fire. She then picked up three wooden sticks and set up a tripod on the fire. She also shouted to the top: "Throw a helmet down."
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The giant panda Yin Yaonv had saved him before. Now, after listening to Yaonv's words, he took off the helmet from his head and threw it down without saying a word.
Wang Xiaobo came over to help. He hung a piece of iron wire on the tripod and made a curved hook underneath. When Yaonv used a steel helmet to fetch water from the stream, she found a small red fruit. She was overjoyed and shouted happily:
"Come and see, there is Tianxiang Fruit here."
Although Wang Xiaobo didn't know Tianxiang Fruit, he knew that it was a good medicine to restore physical strength and enhance internal strength. He hurried over and saw that there was a large red fruit beside the stream. He asked in surprise: "This is Tianxiang Fruit."
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"That's right. Grandpa has made me eat this since I was a child. My internal strength is also based on Tianxiang fruit." Yaonv said confidently.
At this time, Gao Jingtang also ran down after hearing the news, took a look at the large red fruit by the stream and said: "Well, it is indeed the Tianxiang fruit. It is a specialty of the southern barbarians. The locals do not know its usefulness and regard it as an ordinary wild fruit. In fact,
It’s a good medicine to enhance internal strength.”
When Wang Xiaobo was eight years old, his master once gave him pills with Tianxiang fruit as the main ingredient, which laid the foundation for his future practice. Now, when he saw this large area of Tianxiang fruit, he couldn't help but be jealous, and he started picking it frantically.
Yaonv only picked a dozen Tianxiang fruits and put them into the helmet. She also cut a few pieces of snake meat, put them into the helmet, and then burned them in the fire.
After a while, the woman came over to help, lit a fire and grilled the python meat. While picking the Tianxiang fruit, Wang Xiaobo said to the woman: "I have a yellow bottle in my bag. Please pour it out and wipe it."
It tastes better on snake meat.”
When the scent of snake meat was wafting around, Wang Xiaobo had already picked a sack of Tianxiang fruit. Gao Jingtang, who was helping on the side, said: "It's hard to carry so many."
Wang Xiaobo was also worried. It was indeed not an easy task to cross the closed national border with such a sack of Tianxiang fruit. He looked at Gao Jingtang doubtfully, as if asking him for advice.
"In this way, we can squeeze the Tianxiang fruit into juice and mix it with python blood and ginseng powder to make pills when we go back. The effect will be better." After all, Gao Jingtang was well-informed and he immediately came up with a solution.
Without saying a word, Wang Xiaobo immediately took action. In less than an hour, one sack of Tianxiang fruit was squeezed into two full bottles of juice.
The team members were already hungry and didn't care what the leader was doing. They all gathered around the fire and ate with gusto. They even drank none of the fragrant fruit and snake soup that day. The woman was still considerate and left a piece of toast for Wang Xiaobo.
Snake meat, otherwise, he will be hungry again.
When Wang Xiaobo finished eating, Gao Jingtang called him over: "You have eaten two Tianlong fruits in a row. Although part of your inner energy has been suppressed in your Dantian, it will break out sooner or later. I will help you channel it now, and you can follow.
My internal Qi movement may help you build another Qi storage bag next to your Dantian. If successful, it will be a great blessing for you."
"Really?" Wang Xiaobo exclaimed happily. He heard from his master that masters above level ten have two airbags, or even three. But now he is only in the middle of level eight, can he open the second airbag?
He didn't know. Therefore, he looked at Gao Jingtang doubtfully.
Gao Jingtang was pragmatic and said: "I didn't have any confidence before. I just got another level and I have 50% hope. Why don't we give it a try? Maybe you really have this talent."
Wang Xiaobo nodded vigorously: "Okay! I'll listen to you."
Gao Jingtang didn't say anything, and put a palm on the back of his heart, and a stream of hot air was slowly introduced into his Dantian. Wang Xiaobo sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly absorbed the inner energy in his Dantian along with the inner energy that had been introduced.
The earth circulates, gradually wandering around the Dantian.
Under the guidance of Gao Jingtang's inner energy, Wang Xiaobo gradually felt that blood was oozing out of his internal organs, gathering at the edge of his Dantian, forming a circular barrier, and it was constantly thickening and solidifying, while the inner energy continued to flow.
Continuously enriching this barrier.
Forty minutes later, Gao Jingtang stood up and looked at Wang Xiaobo with admiration: "Little brother, you really have an air bag. In the middle of the eighth grade, you really built an air bag, and it's bigger than my two combined."
, it’s amazing, the future is limitless!”
Big Dog and the others gathered around to watch. They knew little about airbags and looked at Wang Xiaobo sitting on the ground with confusion.
Feimao is an explosive person and goes straight to the point, so he asked without any scruples: "Old man, what is an air bag? What benefits does it have for people practicing martial arts?"
Gao Jingtang did not hide anything, and explained: "Generally, warriors who have reached the tenth level of skill have a large amount of internal energy that cannot be stored in the Dantian, so they must build another air bag. The more air bags there are, the more internal energy can be stored. When needed,
It can be transported continuously, and the strength will be relatively improved."
The big dog asked in surprise: "Has the wild wolf reached level ten?"
Gao Jingtang shook his head: "My little brother is a genius. Although he is only at the mid-eighth level, he has an internal strength foundation of level ten or above. Therefore, it is a matter of course for him to build an airbag."
Feimao stuck out his tongue. For them, the tenth level was as unattainable as the sky. When he heard that Wang Xiaobo's internal strength was above the tenth level, he found it incredible and asked: "Old man, what is the tenth level and above?"
Level?"
Gao Jingtang said lightly: "Tenth level and above are venerables, and there are three realms, namely earth lord, heavenly lord, and immortal lord."
Feimao always thought that level 10 was the strongest, but now that he heard that there were levels above level 10, he couldn't help but feel speechless.
Big Dog aroused curiosity and asked, "Is there any level above the Venerable?"
Gao Jingtang felt strange: "You don't seem to have a master? But a sect should always have one? Why don't you even know this basic common sense? Is it possible that there aren't even a few sects in the country now? Then where did you get these basic skills?
Learned it?”
Wang Xiaobo had finished his work at this time and stood up and said: "They are all in the army and have coaches and guidance, so naturally they don't know much about these basic common sense. Shaolin and Wudang sects are all private and do not often participate in society.
It is naturally impossible to participate in some official activities when walking around. As for me, I was taught by the master..."
"I know you are from the Yanzi and Li line, but I don't know which generation you are from?" Gao Jingtang interrupted him and spoke of his heritage.
Wang Xiaobo thought that this old man's kung fu was better than his master's, so naturally he could see his inheritance, so he said matter-of-factly: "My master is Yan Zi Li's second disciple."
Gao Jingtang nodded: "Yanzi Li's mental method is a first-class internal skill. You are indeed lucky." He turned his head and said to the big dog: "As for the venerable and above, there are saints and immortals.
I don’t know about the above, I think, there should be others? Those are all great powers, and they seem to have existed in ancient times.”
Feimao thought that the wild wolf had already reached the tenth level of internal strength foundation, so the old man must be higher than him. Moreover, he did not have any emotional comparison for the terms of these levels. He did not know the cultivation level of these so-called venerables, saints, and immortals.
How? We can only compare with what exists in reality. So, he asked eagerly: "So, old man, what level are you at now? How big is the gap between these levels?"
Gao Jingtang did not answer what level he was at, but just used history as an example: "Forty years ago, the Shaolin leader, Monk Zhishan, was in the early stage of immortality, while my master was only in the middle stage of sainthood. The two of them could not even hold a palm.
Sorry, how big is the gap between them?"
Feimao was unwilling to give in and compared Wang Xiaobo: "Then how big is the gap between you and the wild wolf?"
Gao Jingtang glanced at Wang Xiaobo and did not answer.
Wang Xiaobo said matter-of-factly: "Excuse me, how big is the gap? So you need to work harder. Now I realize that there is no end to learning."
