"Bai Ze, you've been here for ten days. If you're too nervous, it's harmful. I'll just pass on your Ape Sword Technique. If you follow the steps, the remaining time will obviously not be enough. So two days ago, I found a junior and asked him to prepare some things for me to practice swords for you."

"It's almost time to send it to Sui County now. I'll send you out to get the things back later. Relax along the way and change your mood!" Mu Dao Ren

Bai Ze nodded. He also felt that the speed of boxing improvement was much slower than the first few days, and the deeper the kung fu, the slower it progressed. "Refining essence into qi" is the first step in practicing internal martial arts, and it is a foundation. Although there are some obvious differences between external martial arts in some places, the difference is not too big.

Bai Ze originally practiced boxing and practiced all the strength of qi and exercised his muscles and bones to be extremely pure. His iron arms poked his feet and his eagle claws and iron cloth shirt were shocking. At this time, when he started to do it and worked with the inner breath and standing in the stance, he would naturally be like a fish in water. It is reasonable to practice the alchemy to the point where the abdomen sounded like a drum in a week.

The alchemy energy drops into the lower abdomen and continues to nourish it. Usually, the chest and abdomen are as soft as cotton, but once they are used, they are like steel plates. At this time, if he fights Hou San again, the iron cloth shirt contains the alchemy energy, and the chest and abdomen are hard and soft, it will be difficult for Hou San to hurt him again with the "one palm and four postures".

However, it is not easy to refine essence into qi, but the next step of practicing qi into spirit is even more difficult.

Internal martial arts emphasizes the principles of realm. Once the temperature comes, it is natural. If you understand, you will understand. You can’t explain it clearly in simple words. It is indeed not possible to achieve it by practicing hard.

One by one, one relaxation, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one can go out for a walk, change one's mood, and look at the beautiful scenery of Mount Emei. Maybe you can slowly calm down the anxiety in your heart.

I didn't say much at the moment, and I just took a towel and wiped my body with the cold pool water, and changed into clean clothes.

When he returned, Taoist Mu took out a business card from somewhere and handed it to him. He asked him to go to the address on the business card to get things after getting off Mount Emei and must rush back to Yunyun before dark. Bai Ze replied casually, but remembered that he was stranded in Mount Emei and was impatient and forgot to call home.

I found my cell phone from my bag. It was already out of power and there was no place to charge in the valley. I wanted to go to Sui County and find a public phone to avoid the old man’s worrying at home.

By around 2:00 pm, Bai Zeren had already left the mountains and walked alone on the road in Sui County.

Mount Emei has a large undulating terrain, ranging from altitude of several hundred meters to several thousand meters, with mountainous and hilly land. Sui County has a small population, only about 100,000 people. However, Suishan Town is not small in area and is a new tourist city in Bashu in recent years.

I don’t know how many people the incense of Mount Emei has supported!

He was carried by Mu Dao Ren and walked out of the valley. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was already standing on the side of the road leading to Sui County.

It was another such a magical and overwhelming method. After crossing the mountain twice in a row, Bai Ze had almost knocked down his worldview for the past ten years and started again. Although he still firmly believed that there were no legendary gods in this world, people like the old Taoist who were proficient in alchemy and practiced internal martial arts to the extreme level seemed to be no different from "gods and immortals" in the past.

His head was messy. Bai Ze didn't know what he was thinking along the way, but he walked along the main road and walked naturally. While walking, he gradually closed his eyes slightly, leaving only a very thin gap to sense the sky light. When he walked under his feet, he even jumped up.

When ordinary people see this, they will only think that the person's walking posture is a bit strange. His body sways left and right, without a straight shape, like a little ** who is drunk in the middle of the night and is drunk on the road. But in fact, every move of Bai Ze's walking is to break down and split the several foot techniques in poking his feet. This time, he has been practicing foot skills since he was a child. However, this time he has also incorporated the method of stakes in Emei's internal martial arts.

Every step, every shaking, every shaking and shaking all contain mystery. The pores around the body are opened and opened, and the old and new are vomited. On the contrary, the breathing between the mouth and nose is much weaker than usual. The tip of the tongue presses against the upper teeth, communicates with Ren and Du, and is also practicing qi in action, using qi to accumulate power.

It's like a cheetah on a prairie, walking in the afternoon sun. Although it looks lazy and shaking, once you find your prey, you can instantly enter the state and quickly jump out.

According to the address on the business card given by the Taoist, he asked all the way and finally walked on a straight commercial street.

There are small shops with gorgeous decorations and local characteristics on both sides of the street, mostly selling some tourist supplies. Bai Ze didn't care and just looked forward without looking sideways. He was pure by nature and would do whatever he wanted. Generally, he would never be distracted in the middle. Although practicing boxing was hard, he enjoyed it. Moreover, the internal swordsman inherited from the domestic swordsman is more rare than internal martial arts. The reason why Mu Dao Ren tailored those things for him was to pass on his swordsmanship. Bai Ze was naturally very anxious and could not care about anything else.

"Big brother, big brother!! I'm sorry, please pity my sister, okay!"

As soon as he passed a road entrance, he felt someone spread his hands and rushed towards him. Bai Ze was stunned. Before he could see his eyes, he raised his toes and subconsciously kicked out. His nervous consciousness, which had been tempered for a long time, was extremely sensitive. Before his mind could react, his body naturally took precautions.

But at this moment, the voice of a timid little girl suddenly came into her ears. Bai Ze opened his eyes and quickly withdrew his legs. The base of his feet instantly sank down. With a light sound, it broke the two or three floor tiles under his feet.

"So Xuan, fortunately, I've achieved a small success in my training recently. The strength is much stronger than before. Otherwise, I'd have to kick people to death just by just this! Where did the little girl come from...?"

In just a moment, his mood rose and fell. Bai Ze was forced into cold sweat from the sudden incident. The thigh that was exerting force suddenly closed, and the two large tendons on the inside were buzzing and buzzing, and his muscles became slightly sour.

His iron arm poked his feet and kicked people like a gun. After more than ten years of hard work, even if he had a natural reaction, he could kick a big man out with one kick. It would be a good internal injury and bleeding. If he was more unlucky, he would definitely be a broken bone, not to mention a child.

After wiping a handful of sweat on his forehead, Bai Ze looked down and saw a little girl in a ragged dress, calling herself and hugging one of her thighs with both hands.

"Big brother, my sister is sick. Alright, please give me some money to see a doctor!"

The little girl who had just swayed around in front of the gate of hell had raised her dirty little face and was looking at Bai Ze with a timid look. Her big eyes were covered in mist.

"Young sister, don't run around, come back quickly!" At this time, a weak female voice came from the side.

"No, the eldest brother is a good person. If my sister's illness is not cured, she will die. Mom hasn't eaten for several days...!" The little girl seemed to be a little scared, but she kept holding Bai Ze's thighs. After saying a word, tears flowed down and she raised her face again: "Mom said she had eaten and gave Lingling all the steamed buns. In fact, she was just drinking water..."

"Barrying on the road? Is it true or false?" Bai Ze glanced and saw a young woman holding a child kneeling on an open space on the side of the road.

This woman is not old, and it seems that she will not be over thirty years old. Although she is pale and thin and weak, she looks very handsome. She is just the child in her arms, but she is not in very good condition. Her little face that is covered outside is dark red, with a thin blue vein bulging on the bridge of her nose, and her breathing sound is very rapid.

Obviously he is really sick.

"What's going on?" Bai Ze's heart moved, and he stood there without moving immediately, but turned around and asked the old lady next to him who was always sighing.

"What else can happen? Guo Ersha'er, who killed Qiandao, was a fool. He lost his gambling money and then ran away. Gui Zhen was the only one left, but how could he live...!"

The old lady was obviously an informed person and recognized the young woman who was kneeling on the ground to beg. After complaining, Bai Ze probably figured out the cause and effect of this matter.

It's also vulgar, it's just that her husband is gambling, signing usury loans, but after that, she left her orphans and widows, and she was bullied. Now that the child is seriously ill and has a high fever, she naturally has no money to treat her. She has to tear off her face and beg along the street...

"Since it's true, it's important to treat the child first!"

After figuring out the truth and falsehood, Bai Ze was not pretentious. He was from a good family and was the first time he went out for a trip in his life. The money he gave was as abundant as possible. Not only did he carry various bank cards with him, but he only had three or four thousand cash in his wallet. Taking out the hundreds of dollars spent some time ago, Bai Ze pulled out all the rest and stuffed it to the woman.

Then he turned around and left, leaving behind a group of shocked onlookers behind him.

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