"What are you thinking?"

Chen Chong was a little amused and cried, and pointed his finger at the girl's forehead and felt a sudden slam: "I want to teach you how to practice martial arts. It's difficult to get started with this martial arts. You are not familiar with the location of the acupoints. I'm not next to you to help you guide you. I don't know how your true qi will go."

"That's how it works!"

Jianning covered his forehead and said depressedly: "Then you tell me earlier!"

Seeing the girl pouting, Chen Chong raised his eyebrows and said, "But looking at you so disappointed, why don't we find a place to dock?"

"Think beautifully!"

Jianning quickly refused, quickly took off his clothes, stood in front of the man wearing a pair of underwear and a hip.

So big!

So white!

Chen Chong secretly exclaimed, and immediately became serious when he saw that there was no trace of embarrassment on the girl's face.

"Ajige, the martial arts I teach you are called "Thirteen Taibao Hengsheng Jinzhong". There are thirteen styles in this martial arts, and each style has several movements.

As long as you practice to great success, you will be as invulnerable as Oboi and I, and will not invade all poisons, and will have the power to tear tigers and leopards and change joists to pillars. By that time, the nun who kidnapped you before will definitely not be your opponent."

"So awesome?"

Jianning swallowed, and the scene of Chen Chong hitting the grounding Gong Yueren appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be thinking a lot, the man reminded: "Jianning, don't be careless. It's not easy to practice this martial arts. On the day Obai died, I asked you to beat me in Cining Palace. Do you remember that scene? That was the last level before the magical power was completed.

During my practice, I will use something to beat you, first it is willow branches, then bamboo sticks, wooden sticks, and finally iron sticks. The longer you practice martial arts, you will be beaten until your martial arts are great."

Thinking of Chen Chong's look at the time when he was owed, Jianning shivered suddenly, and then he was secretly excited.

She said with anticipation: "Brother Chong, I'm not afraid!"

Looking at the desire on the girl's face, Chen Chong knew that he had guessed it right - this weird martial arts is really 100% in line with this girl!

He took off his clothes and crawled on the ground, saying solemnly: "Look at my movements-

This is 'angry bow', with five movements, the pass is in hand, and the breathing must be coordinated; this is 'elephant throwing style, with four movements, the pass is in navel, and the breath must be guarded in the abdomen; this is 'dragon-catching style,' with seven movements... Shaking the sky, silencing the tiger, carrying the tripod, carrying the mountain..."

Chen Chong showed all 108 moves in a total of thirteen moves.

Seeing that the girl was attentive, she chose two introductory actions to highlight the demonstration, so she must remember it.

It was not until Jianning was sure to remember the first move that he stood up to signal the girl to start.

Jianning took a deep breath, his little face tense tightly, and he had long lost his usual heartlessness.

She stood up with her legs, her arms one by one and one behind, as if she was pulling a giant bow, and she exhale her mouth and nose, secretly exhale her long and short breaths, and her chest bulges.

There are five ways to "open the bow with anger", namely, the movement of shooting arrows in the five directions of "front, back, left and right". In addition to adjusting breathing and concentrating attention, it also has the effect of stretching the body.

Seeing Jianning's stern actions, Chen Chong took out the stove from his portable space, burned the charcoal fire in the stove red and vigorously, then took out the water and medicinal materials, poured them into a casserole and boiled.

Seeing the small bubbles bulging in the pot, Chen Chong also stood up. He pinched a thin willow branch in his hand and began to correct the mistakes for Jianning.

"This is a martial art from the outside to the inside, without any routine, no exquisite moves, only one move."

"These movements from easy to difficult are to replace static exercises with dynamic exercises, extract the essence of the grains from the human body's internal organs, and turn them into true qi to nourish the body."

"Remember what I said, "two movements and two empty" must be achieved. The body moves and the intention moves. When the movement moves, the qi moves all over the body; when the brain is empty, the qi wanders with the spirit, without stagnation or hindrance-"

Jianning was practicing the first move while listening. Unexpectedly, Chen Chong suddenly waved his hand, and a crisp sound of banging sound suddenly appeared on her buttocks.

The girl's body stiffened and she felt the buttocks were so hot that it hurt. The wounds were even twitching uncontrollably.

She looked at Chen Chong with tears in her eyes. Unexpectedly, the man had no pity at all. Instead, he shouted sternly: "'I have movements but no strength, and my bones don't move my skin', how can I move? Remember the feeling of the flesh and flesh twitching just now, and use this feeling to draw the bow!"

Jianning was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized the martial arts in his movements.

She posed again, her hands were arched like a full moon, and the bow seemed extremely large and heavy. The girl pulled it as if it was very difficult, and her arms began to tremble.

Chen Chong nodded with satisfaction and said, "Breathing keeps pace. I am now talking about the first method of luck. When a person is born, he exhales breath first, and the lungs serve as bridges to connect the human body and the world.

The first move of this magic skill starts with strengthening the lungs and strengthening the energy. The twelve meridians correspond to the Taiyin lung meridian of the Hand. You can take a breath slowly now and you cannot spit it out with your mouth and nose."

Jianning nodded silently, while his lower abdomen contracted slightly, his chest gradually became more straight.

Seeing that she seemed to have reached her limit, Chen Chong suddenly waved the willow whip in his hand and shouted: "This is the Central Mansion, suck!"

The tip of the whip exploded under the girl's collarbone with a "pop". As a little red mark appeared, Jianning, who had already inhaled to the limit, took another breath in an instant under the stimulation of the pain.

Chen Chong's fine whip in his hand continued to whip, and his mouth kept talking about acupuncture points: "Yunmen, vomit, Tianfu, suck, Xiabai, vomit, chize, suck..."

The man kept whipping, and the girl exhaled and breathed. Until the tenth time the willow whip fell, Chen Chong suddenly asked, "Do you feel your thumb? Is it a little sour?"

Jianning held his breath and couldn't speak, but his little head kept lit.

Chen Chong showed joy on his face and waved his willow whip hard: "Shaoshang, spit!"

With a crisp whip, Jianning subconsciously exhaled a breath of turbid air. She felt her thumb beating slightly, and then the hairs on her entire arm stood up.

Feeling the weirdness on his arms, the girl was a little confused: The whip just now seemed to have not hit her?

How could I know where Shaoshang is?

Chen Chong wiped away the fine sweat from his head, let out a long breath, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong with me?"

Touching the hairs standing on his hands, the girl asked with a dull look on her face: "Is this considered a practice?"

Chen Chong nodded and praised: "Remember the route I taught you about qi movement, remember the method of trembling muscles. You will be the first step. As long as you continue to practice, you will be able to strengthen your lungs and qi penetrate your arms."

Jianning jumped to Chen Chong and asked happily: "Brother Chong, am I a martial arts genius?"

The man laughed silently and patted the girl's buttocks and teased: "Wait until you can practice all the thirteen styles within a year, it's not too late to boast about yourself."

"Hmph, I can practice the first move in one day. How long will the thirteen move take?"

Jianning clenched his pink fist and his face was full of confidence: "With this princess' qualifications, you can practice it in one month at most!"

"Okay, then I'll wait and see."

Chen Chong didn't even expose his cowhide, and he laughed and agreed.

Looking at the girl's big white legs, he suddenly wondered: "Ajig, what is on your legs?"

Jianning was stunned for a moment, looked down at his legs, and then he found that there were water marks on his thighs.

There was a hint of unnaturalness on her face, and she said with a slight look on her eyes: "What, the room is too hot and I'm sweating. Brother Chong, take the stove outside. It's too hot to boil medicine here."

Is this really the case?

The stove has just been burning for a while, and the room is not hot, right?
Chapter completed!