I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"ah?"

Huang Shang trembled all over, broke away from the state of enlightenment, and stopped moving.

Almost at the same time, there was a soft "bang" sound, and a stream of white gas steamed up from Huang Shang's forehead, like a boiling kettle.

Along with the steaming white air, Huang Shang's complexion also became visibly sluggish, and he fell backwards without saying a word.

"...So exaggerated?"

Lin Xuan quickly stood up, jumped forward, and reached out to support Huang Shang.

If you really want to deduce martial arts, it is actually quite exhausting.

But martial arts masters are not fools. If they are really tired, they can just go and take a nap without actually being in danger.

However, if it is a state of enlightenment...

It seems that it really can't be stopped.

During the process of enlightenment, the brain operates at high speed, as if it is in an independent world, and everything around it is seen and heard as if it has not been seen.

Lin Xuan remembered that Brother Gou, the protagonist of Xia Ke Xing, was in a state of enlightenment on Xia Ke Island.

Using his moves subconsciously, he completely exhausted the Dragon Island Master and the Wood Island Master.

Afterwards, Brother Gou was completely unaware and looked confused.

Similarly, when Buddhist monks enter meditation, some of their physical bodies have been destroyed and have reached the end of their lives.

However, because of the special state of concentration, the whole person is neither alive nor dead.

Once you are out of concentration, time passes, your body functions resume operation, and you pass away directly.

Speaking of which, Huang Shang was quite dangerous just now.

The energy and spirit were continuously consumed at a high speed, almost draining the old man of all his physical strength.

If Huang Rong didn't say anything...

Maybe, you will be practicing the Bibo Palm Technique to death...

Normal people cannot enjoy this kind of treatment.

But considering that Huang Shang is a shabby old man in his seventies who doesn't understand internal strength.

It is indeed possible to witness such a miracle.

"I'm so ashamed. Thank you so much, Master Dazhai, for your help."

Huang Shang followed Lin Xuan and the others to the thatched hall, drank two pots of tea in small sips, and ate a large white steamed bun, finally looking better.

After changing his clothes, a look of shame appeared on Huang Shang's face: "The palm technique taught by Village Master Huang just now is too exquisite. As I practice it, it becomes beyond recognition. I am really ashamed."

"...You are dedicated and dedicated in practicing, and you deserve encouragement."

Huang Rong gritted her teeth: "If it doesn't work, just practice like this first. If you make mistakes, you can slowly correct them later."

She had nothing to say.

You can't always say that you don't take what I teach seriously and you can practice it casually.

In this vast world, there is no such master...

Moreover, the Bibo Palm Technique is similar to the Taizu Changquan. It is just a superficial introductory martial art and does not reveal much.

Huang Rong didn't think that the old number one scholar would really be that powerful after some changes.

"He is old, dull and clumsy. He is really troublesome to Master Huang."

Huang Shang felt grateful and quickly thanked him.

"Your body is too weak. Just practicing boxing is of no use. You should practice your internal strength."

"However, if I practice my Peach Blossom Island's internal strength blindly, it will still be very dangerous..."

Huang Rong thought about it for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Mr. Lin, hand over your Tonami method and let the old number one scholar practice it."

"That's no problem."

There is nothing to begrudge about this book.

Just a bargain bought for a penny.

Besides, Lin Xuan also wanted to see how far Huang Shang could practice this breathing technique.

After hearing this, he went back to his room, took out the book, and handed it to Huang Shang.

"Thank you, Master!"

Huang Shang was overjoyed. He took the book with both hands, flipped through the pages, and read it carefully word for word.

After reading, Huang Shang turned back to the first page, picked out the key points, and silently wrote them down.

After reading it twice, Huang Shang put down the book, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and breathed out.

The entire thatched hall immediately fell silent, leaving only the faint sound of Huang Shang's breathing.

"...Have you reached enlightenment again?"

Huang Rong rubbed her eyes, with a bewildered expression on her face: "Can this broken vomiting method lead to enlightenment?"

Enlightenment is not about smoking, drinking, or treating guests to dinner.

For ordinary warriors, this is something that is rare.

Huang Rong is considered to be very talented, but after practicing martial arts for so long, she has only achieved enlightenment less than five times.

On average, it happens less than once every two years.

It's not as if she had an epiphany while cooking...

Huang Rong felt that her father Huang Yaoshi's talent should be higher than hers.

But it’s not like you can achieve enlightenment by practicing this kind of bad street technique...

What the hell is this!

"You can't achieve enlightenment through normal practice, but I don't know how this old gentleman practiced..."

Lin Xuan was also a little speechless: "This time it's just breathing out the inner breath, there shouldn't be any danger. Let's ask him when he wakes up."

"Oh well……"

Huang Rong nodded, reached out to pick up the Tunafa, and looked through it.

No matter how you look at it, it is a rubbish technique with nothing special about it.

Huang Rong felt that this matter was too ridiculous.

***

After three full hours, Huang Shang finally opened his eyes again.

He smiled apologetically, opened his mouth suddenly, and blew out a mouthful of turbid air mixed with blood.

The smell is extremely fishy.

"Old champion, you... why are you vomiting blood again?"

Huang Rong was dumbfounded and asked blankly.

What the hell, she could even vomit blood while practicing breathing, which simply refreshed her knowledge.

"I'm fine, old man. After practicing this magical skill, I discovered that my original meridians were filled with a lot of blood congestion."

"Now that I breathe out and cleanse my meridians, the blood stasis will be spit out naturally without any damage."

Huang Shang smiled and said: "This Tu Na method is extensive and profound. After sitting cross-legged for a long time, the old man not only does not feel tired, but he is full of energy and feels that his strength has greatly increased."

"...The magical power is not bad."

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment and asked, "Mr., have your meridians been opened now?"

Naturally, he never encountered such bad things when he was practicing.

However, it is not impossible for the elderly to have poor Qi and blood.

After all, not many 70-year-old men would even think of practicing martial arts.

"It's a lucky coincidence that after nine weeks of breathing, I finally felt a sense of energy."

"...The old gentleman has always practiced according to the qi-moving routes in the book?"

"It's a pity that this technique is too profound. In many places, if you practice it step by step, your body will be extremely uncomfortable."

Huang Shang showed a look of regret: "I tried more and more, but it's still the same, so I had to change to other qi-moving routes. I cut corners and barely completed the Zhoutian."

"How many places have you changed?"

Lin Xuan didn't bother to correct Huang Shang's perception.

Whatever he thinks it is, that’s it.

If you directly let this old man understand that he is a genius, he may lose his normal mind, which is not a good thing.

"This..., let me guess..."

Huang Shang thought about it seriously: "There are seven places where the old man is really powerless and has to change the route. But in two places, the old man can barely run according to the book, but is slightly uncomfortable."

"Old sir, I'll think about it carefully tonight and tell me these inconsistencies tomorrow."

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment and said calmly.

After drinking the stone marrow, his qualifications should have improved a lot, and he found that this vomiting method had five flaws.

But as soon as Huang Shang circulated the heavens and generated Qi, he discovered nine problems...

Lin Xuan felt that it was necessary to compare and see whose problem it was.

If nothing unexpected happens...

Just copy it yourself.

"Thanks for the guidance, Big Dragon Head!"

Huang Shang bowed to Lin Xuan and looked at Huang Rong nervously: "Master Huang, have you passed this test?"