A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice

Duan Rong returned to the escort agency, and in a secluded corner of the martial arts arena, he held a piece of blood deer antler in his mouth and began to stand in a standing posture.

Duan Rong could clearly feel a stream of heat flowing into his stomach along with his saliva, and then spreading throughout his body...

"Blood deer antler... is indeed top-grade!"

With the medicinal power of blood deer antler, which nourishes the blood vessels throughout his body, Duan Rong found that he could stand in a standing posture all the time.

One hour, two hours...

Duan Rong found that the circulation of his internal breath began to undergo subtle changes!

Not faster, but more agile!

The internal breath between the meridians is only as thick as a hair and looks like a gossamer!

But every hour, a new strand of hair merges into the internal breath.

The gossamer-like internal breath is growing little by little!

In the evening, Duan Rong had been standing in that secluded corner for a whole day. He did not move at all, like a stone man.

During the whole day, he had held three pieces of top-grade blood deer antler in his mouth!

The passionate afterglow of dusk painted the entire martial arts arena with a soft yellow color. Duan Rong was shrouded in the afterglow, and the heat above his head was like fog!

Suddenly, Duan Rong exhaled, and a stream of white air as big as a baby's arm spurted out of his mouth, rushing straight in front of him, and dissipated nearly ten feet away!

At the same time, Duan Rong pressed his hands down in front of him, stopping at the Dantian.

"If you keep this speed, the first level of internal breath will be achieved soon!"

In fact, the first level of internal breath is the easiest to achieve among the four levels of internal breath.

Because the first level will absorb the remaining innate true essence between the meridians during cultivation.

The innate true essence retained in the subtle parts of the meridians will be stimulated by the power of the medicine and will flow into the internal breath.

If you follow Duan Rong's practice method, the first level of internal breath can be achieved in a few days.

Of course, normal warriors will never be so fast.

The circuit of internal breath operation is so complicated.

For a martial artist who has just started practicing internal skills, even if he can barely control his internal breath, it is not easy to circulate a whole cycle without making mistakes.

The meridians are winding and twisting. If you go wrong, this cycle will be wasted and you have to start over again.

Like Duan Rong, once he got started, he was like an old driver who was familiar with the road. He circulated one cycle after another. It was really amazing!

At this time, it was time for dinner. There were not many people in the entire martial arts field. Duan Rong wiped the sweat from his forehead and went to the cafeteria for dinner.

After dinner, Duan Rong returned to the martial arts field again.

Although he stood in the pile for a day during the day, Duan Rong did not feel tired because he had used up three days of blood deer antlers.

He wanted to try the routine again, practice the combination of qi and force, and then continue to stand in the pile!

Duan Rong drew his sword and stood, practicing one move after another!

This time, Duan Rong clearly felt the change, not only the sound of breaking through the air was shorter!

More importantly, with the coordination of internal breath, the moves that he didn't understand originally all have clear connotations.

Moves are not just for show, they are for the purpose of coordinating internal breath!

Only when the internal breath reaches a certain level can you understand why those pauses and turns in the moves are so important?

Xiao Zongting's words appeared in Duan Rong's ears again: "Martial arts, with martial arts as the method of attack, internal strength as the foundation, and mental strength as the core!"

At least, at this time, Duan Rong felt that he seemed to understand the first half of the sentence!

And after understanding this, Duan Rong suddenly thought that the national martial arts in the previous life were called flowery, which might be due to the loss of the inheritance of internal strength!

Without the internal strength, the original killing skills have become performance items!

Because, without the internal strength, the pauses and turns in the moves have completely lost their meaning.

Duan Rong played the complete routine three times in a row, all in one breath, and it was hearty!

At this time, it had only been more than 20 days since he devoured the weapon spirit of Zhao Mu's weapon.

After the routine was finished, Duan Rong was in a good mood, as if the haze of killing before had completely dissipated at this moment!

He sheathed the knife, held a piece of blood antler in his mouth, and stood for two hours before returning to the dormitory courtyard.

He pulled a bucket of water from the well, washed the stinky sweat all over his body with cold water, and crawled into the blanket on the bed naked.

Although Duan Rong was very tired, he did not sleep, but lit the oil lamp, and in the dim light, he took a book from the bundle of miscellaneous books at the head of the bed and read it with interest.

These books were specially selected by Duan Rong on the bookstall, and they were some of the knowledge about this world that he was most curious about.

Some things, although common sense, but for an extraterritorial demon like him, common sense is exactly what he needs to know most.

Duan Rong flipped through three books in a row, until he yawned and his eyes felt uncomfortable, then he reluctantly closed the book, blew out the lamp, and lay on the bed.

Duan Rong lay on the bed in the dark, closing his eyes and thinking.

He had already known from the original owner's memory that this world was ruled by the sects, and there were nine states.

But it was not until today that he learned the basic information of the eight sects in the nine states from the book.

Taiyi Sect, which dominated Qingzhou, was where he lived and was the sect he was most familiar with.

In addition to Taiyi Sect, the other seven sects were Xiaoyao League, Faxiang Sect, Tianyan Sect, Shenyi Sect, Baijiyuan, Wuji Palace, and Qingyang Sect.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Among the eight sects, the most powerful one was Qingyang Sect.

One sect occupies two states! Dominate the world's sects!

The successive sect masters of Qingyang Sect implemented a game strategy, which is called "Sect Balance Strategy" in the book!

The so-called "Sect Balance Strategy" refers to the remaining seven sects. Whenever any sect begins to grow in power, Qingyang Sect will contact the sects in the surrounding states and use vertical and horizontal strategies to weaken it!

In this way, the power of the remaining seven sects can be balanced, and he can also consolidate his dominant position!

This strategy uses the power of seven sects to check and balance the power of seven sects!

It can be called outstanding and elegant!

Qingyang Sect, relying on this strategy, has been the number one sect in Jiuzhou for thousands of years!

Duan Rong thought about this, and slowly fell asleep...

The next day was the examination day in three days that Xiao Zongting said.

After breakfast, Duan Rong and Kong Bin both stood in Xiao Zongting's yard early.

The two waited for a stick of incense before Xiao Zongting limped out from the backyard, smoking his pipe.

Xiao Zongting stood still, blew a puff of smoke, and said, "How are you thinking about the inner strength? Come on, practice it, let me see."

Kong Bin sighed after hearing this, glanced at Duan Rong vaguely, and then closed his eyes and stood up.

Of course, he knew that he was not as good as Duan Rong, but he had to practice even if he was forced to do it.

Xiao Zongting glanced at Kong Bin and nodded gently. Kong Bin was able to control his inner breath initially. It was only three days, and it was not bad to be able to do this.

Xiao Zongting glanced at Kong Bin, stared at Duan Rong who was still standing there, and said, "Hey, boy, what are you doing? I asked you to practice it, let me see. Don't you understand?"

After Duan Rong killed someone in the alley, his psychological quality seemed to have improved, and the sense of oppression that Xiao Zongting had originally felt seemed to have faded a lot.

Could it be that the feeling of oppression is actually murderous intent?

Duan Rong stopped thinking when he heard Xiao Zongting's question and turned back to the scene in front of him.

He had already made up his mind for today's examination. There was no need to hide it. I am a demon!

Duan Rong turned his head and smiled at Xiao Zongting. Suddenly, he drew out the knife in his hand and used his internal breath to perform the routine of the Five Tigers and Sheep Knife one move after another.

The sound of the blade breaking through the air and the sound of the sleeves rustling in the wind intertwined and fluctuated!

"Use internal breath to exert force!"

Xiao Zongting was startled and choked by a mouthful of thick smoke. He coughed repeatedly...

After Duan Rong finished a routine, Xiao Zongting's coughing stopped.

Xiao Zongting wiped the turbid tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at Duan Rong with complicated eyes.