Niu Youdao inside the house heard the sound and slowly came out, standing under the eaves and watching.
Not fighting back? Not hiding? Not retaliating? Even if Yuan Fang is beaten to death, he doesn’t believe Yuan Gang’s nonsense, so he said sternly: “Master Yuan, this poor monk has never thought of retaliating against you.”
He thought Yuan Gang was testing him.
Yuan Gang handed him the stick regardless of whether he wanted revenge or not, "I'll let you beat him!"
Yuan Fang didn't pick it up, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, that's so good!" He kept shaking his head.
Yuan Gang's face sank, he swung his stick and hit him in the ear, "If you don't hit me, I will hit you!"
"..." Yuanfang was speechless. What kind of truth is this? He couldn't help but look at Niu Youdao for help: "Master Dao, you have to make the decision in this matter!"
Niu Youdao, who was standing on the steps, said with a smile: "I'll hit you if I ask you to. What's there to be afraid of! A manly man, he spits and nails every time. Since he said he won't fight back, he can't fight back. Don't worry, I'm here to keep an eye on you."
Well, if he dares to retaliate, you come to me!"
"This..." Yuan Fang hesitated. Isn't this forcing someone to do something difficult?
Yuan Gang put the stick in front of him, "I'll say it one last time, if you don't hit me, I will hit you!"
He had never seen such an unreasonable request before. Yuanfang was so helpless that he slowly reached out and grabbed the stick.
Yuan Gang retreated to the middle of the yard and waved to him, "Hit!"
Yuan Fang was forced to retreat. He really wanted to find a butcher's knife and stab Yuan Gang ten thousand times, but he didn't dare after all. He stepped forward and swung the stick in front of Yuan Gang again and again.
He took it out and then took it back, as if he didn't know where to start, but in fact he didn't dare to start.
"Hit!" Yuan Gang suddenly shouted.
Yuan Fang saw that the situation was not good, and the opponent obviously lost patience. If he didn't fight, he would be beaten. Thinking that both sides would be unlucky, he simply took the risk and hit him hard with the stick, but in the end he withdrew his strength. Embroidery
As if, he lightly hit Yuan Gang on the shoulder.
"Harder!" Yuan Gang shouted again.
Yuan Fang hit him with a little more force. Yuan Gang looked at him coldly, with murderous intent, seemingly asking, are you kidding me?
Woohoo! Yuanfang finally hit Yuan Gang on the shoulder with a stick. He quickly retracted the stick and was on guard with fear.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Gang turned around and left, as if he was looking for revenge, and walked towards the stone mill on the side.
Do you want to move a stone to grind it? Yuanfang was frightened, threw away the stick and ran away. He quickly hid behind Niu Youdao and asked for help, "Master Dao, you have seen it. He asked me to beat him, and I was also beaten.
It’s so helpless! You can’t be unreasonable as a human being!”
Niu Youdao reached behind him, pulled him out, pointed at Yuan Gang, and motioned to Yuan Fang to take a look.
Yuan Fang was stunned, and saw Yuan Gang taking off his clothes, taking off his clothes and throwing them into the basket beside the stone mill. He only took off his clothes, leaving only his underpants, and even his shoes and socks, revealing his whole body of tendons, which was as perfect as
The muscular body of the stone sculpture and the lines and shadows outlined in the sunlight seem to contain explosive power, which can definitely make a woman's heart flutter and salivate secretly.
"You're overthinking, he's just afraid of damaging his clothes." Niu Youdao chuckled.
Yuan Gang looked back at the hiding Yuan Fang, grabbed a bluestone slab placed on the stone mill, held both ends of the slab with both hands, and suddenly hit one end hard.
Bang! A head smashed the stone slab into pieces.
The corner of Yuanfang's mouth twitched, and he realized that Yuan Gang had always done perverted things, and he just tortured him, but now he didn't even let himself go!
Yuan Gang walked back to the middle of the yard and waved to him, "Come again!"
"..." Yuanfang was speechless.
Niu Youdao stretched out his hand and pushed him behind his back, "Go, he's asking you to help him practice!"
Practicing? Yuanfang, who was pushed down the steps, was thoughtful and seemed to understand something.
With this in mind, he picked up the stick on the ground, stepped forward and said, "Master Yuan, I won't be polite."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Yuan Gang said coldly.
Woohoo! Yuanfang suddenly struck out with a stick, knocking Yuan Gang slightly, leaving a bright red mark on his back.
"Huh!" Yuan Gang let out a long breath, closed his arms and put fists on his waist, squatted into a horse stance, took another deep breath, and the tendons all over his body were obviously tightened, and shouted: "It's gentle, the point is!"
Too light? Yuanfang swung the stick with both arms and hit Yuan Gang on the back with a loud bang. The stick broke with a click. Yuan Gang stood still, motionless.
"Continue!" Yuan Gang squinted.
This time Yuan Fang finally understood why the other party came back carrying a large bundle of sticks.
Without further ado, he walked over and took another stick in his hand. When he walked back, he hit Yuan Gang hard on the body with the stick again, and it broke again with a snap.
Niu Youdao, who was standing on the steps, said, "Old Xiong, if you fight like this, even if you cut down all the trees on the mountain, it won't be enough. You need to add some internal strength."
Yuanfang nodded, picked up another stick, injected internal energy into the stick, and reminded: "Master Yuan, just squeak when the strength is almost there."
Yuan Gang said "Yeah", and Yuanfang roared out with a stick. Yuan Gang received the stick and said: "It's light."
Another stick, Yuan Gang: "More emphasis."
Another stick, Yuan Gang: "Strengthen!"
It wasn't until Yuan Gang's body shook with the force of the blow every time that Yuan Gang became silent.
So Yuan Fang used this strength to strike, a stick in his hand was like a tiger, and he struck Yuan Gang wildly.
Yuan Gang, on the other hand, kept changing his body shape, sometimes riding a horse, sometimes stretching his legs forward and backward, sometimes curling up and arching his back, sometimes stretching out his arms, and even facing his head out, constantly changing various body parts to withstand Yuanfang's blows.
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Yuan Fang's beating was so satisfying, his eyes were shining with a hint of excitement. After being beaten so many times by Yuan Gang, he finally found an opportunity to vent his revenge, swinging his stick around in a circle and hitting him wildly.
The sound of crackling continued to explode on Yuan Gang's body, and not long after, Yuan Gang's body was covered with bright red marks that looked like bloodstains.
And Yuan Gang seemed to be overwhelmed by the continuous blows, and as if the blows triggered something in his body, his breathing gradually became heavier, not ordinary heavy, the breath grew in and out, and in the end his breathing sounded like
It was like a bellows blowing air, and even Niu Youdao standing under the eaves could hear the sound of breathing mixed with the beating sound clearly.
With the ups and downs of heavy breathing, Yuan Gang's abdomen also changed. A ball gradually expanded and rolled. When he inhaled, the ball in his abdomen sank to his lower abdomen. When he exhaled, the ball in his abdomen rolled up to his abdomen.
As the ball in his abdomen rolled, surprising changes also occurred on Yuan Gang's body.
The blood-stain-like marks all over his body seemed to come alive, seemed to flow on the surface of the body, and seemed to swim like a small snake. It swam and disappeared into the snake hole. The blood marks all over the body were swimming everywhere.
, gradually disappeared one by one.
The scene of thousands of blood snakes swimming and disappearing on the body looks quite strange, and ordinary people would probably be frightened by the densely squirming sight.
This scene made Niu Youdao's pupils suddenly shrink. He noticed that the places where the bloodstains that swam like small snakes disappeared were all acupuncture points on the human body.
The blood marks are like snakes, and the acupuncture points are like holes!
Niu Youdao had seen the scene of Yuan Gang practicing hard qigong in his previous life, but he had never seen this weird situation today.
It was at this time that Niu Youdao truly realized that the hard Qigong practiced by Yuan Gang was not simple.
Yuan Fang was also surprised. As a monster, he looked at Yuan Gang as if he was looking at a monster and fighting a monster!
However, this nerve-wracking scene didn't last long. After all the blood marks on Yuan Gang's body disappeared, each blood mark on Yuan Gang's body disappeared, and he looked much more normal.
The beating lasted for almost an hour before Yuan Gang shouted to stop.
Yuan Fang put down the stick and was a little out of breath. When he looked at Yuan Gang, his eyes were still like looking at a monster.
The person who was beaten seemed to be fine, but the one who was beating was a little tired.
There was no way. During the attack, Yuan Gang wouldn't let him stop, and asked him to maintain the rhythm and frequency of attacks. There were also requirements for the strength. It would be too light, but it would be too heavy for Yuan Gang to bear. This was a beating.
Just like embroidery, the requirements are too high. If it lasts for an hour, it is really too much.
Yuan Fang realized for the first time that beating people was a hard job, no better than when he was beaten.
Yuan Gang stood on the spot and moved his body. When he twisted his neck, his bones made a crunching sound. His shoulder bones, waist bones and other joints relaxed and tightened, making a crunching sound.
After the tight tendons all over the body relaxed, a light pink color gradually appeared on the body surface.
Yuan Gang went to the side to pick up his clothes and put them back on.
Yuan Fang threw the stick back into the pile and sat down under the eaves, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
When Yuan Gang walked under the eaves, Niu Youdao handed him a pot of water.
Yuan Gang continued to hold his head high and mouth-to-mouth, while Niu Youdao said from the side: "Your hard Qigong seems to be a little different from before."
Putting down the pot, Yuan Gang was silent for a moment and said: "It was no different before. Today I feel that my physical condition is not right. I feel that the strength in my body has nowhere to vent. It seems that something is blocked and wants to vent. I can't find anything to do, so I practiced a little bit.
, it seems...it seems to have broken through to another level."
Niu Youdao: "Does your hard Qigong have a name?"
Such a strange situation just now made him feel that this hard qigong should not be unknown. There must be some explanation. He also wanted to find out what the name of this strange hard qigong practiced by Yuan Gang was.
Yuan Gang was stunned, "It's just called Hard Qigong, what's the name? Uh..." He looked thoughtful, as if he had remembered something.
Niu Youdao didn't bother and waited.
Yuan Gang gradually hesitated and said: "There seems to be a name for it. I remember our chief instructor mentioned it once back then. There seems to be an ancient name, and it was called Chi You..."
"Chi You?" Niu Youdao asked in confusion: "The Chi You who fought against the Yellow Emperor in ancient times?"
"Yes!" Yuan Gang suddenly realized something. He seemed to have been reminded and remembered something, and nodded: "The chief instructor also mentioned this back then, saying that the hard Qigong we practice has an ancient name, called 'Chi You Wu Fang', 'Chi You'
It's the Chi You who fought against the Yellow Emperor. 'Wu' means lawlessness and 'Fang' means method. That's right, when I think about it, his name is 'Chi You Wufang'."
"Chi You Wu Fang?" Niu Youdao muttered, he actually had such a strange name. After thinking about it for a moment, he found that there seemed to be no impression of this name in the ancient books he had read.