Mo Xiaocheng’s hands are in a ring shape in the sandalwood, breathing and breathing, and wandering in the twelve meridians, passing through the Yang intestine meridian, passing through the Taiyin lung meridian, reaching the Zuque Yin liver and passing through the Du Meridian to the Yang Wei meridian.
He didn’t deliberately let his luck go around and let him swim naturally. This is the correct way to run the big Sunday. You know, the simple thing about the small Sunday is to get through the Du Er pulse and connect the acupuncture points, while the big Sunday is more difficult to see in the world because it belongs to the real cultivation of the human body
The big Sunday refers to the twelve meridians of the human body and the odd meridians, all of which operate at the same time, while the small Sunday refers to the unobstructed two meridians, which are quite different.
"Shh, oh, shout, swallow and blow!"
MoXiaoCheng stuffy hum these six words by nasal body vibration out of the outside every word is dull, impressively, it’s Saturday and Saturday.
The six-character sound in the room is endless, and Mo Xiaocheng pronounces it every once in a while. At this time, a faint light shines through the curtain and brings a glimmer of light to this darkness.
It’s six in the morning …
Mo Xiaocheng suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, and his body shook and crackled from him, like fried beans, and his bones and muscles were screaming.
What did you realize in Moxiao City? No one knows about it.
"One night passed so fast …"
Mo Xiaocheng got dressed, simply washed and went out for breakfast. He stayed up all night without any drowsiness, but he was refreshed. This is a sit-in effect. Although he can’t sleep, he is not far away.
After a night, the rain has stopped, and the small rain on the street is as crisp as crisp. It is moistened by the rain and glows fresh and fresh, and it is no longer turbid yesterday.
Yesterday, the rain was moderate rain, and the drowned earthworm was dug out of the soil with the size of a pointed tail. Mo Xiaocheng’s footwork was light, and every step was almost equal. It was almost the same as measuring. This is his progress!
Breakfast is good, and he never mistreats himself. If he can eat well, he will have a good meal with milk and bread. Mo Xiaocheng walked into a park for good luck.
He can clearly feel the warmth of the earth when he steps on the wet grass barefoot.
"Huh?"
Mo Xiaocheng’s ears heard a hissing sound not far away. It was a snake’s spit.
Chapter sixty-five Snakes swallow frogs
"How can there be a snake in this place? Sounds like a lot. Did you escape from a nearby zoo? " Mo Xiaocheng walked slowly in doubt. His footsteps were light and he didn’t make much noise, but the speed was not slow, more than ten meters away and it took two seconds.
Bypassing a big stone, Moxiao City shines at the moment. This is a snake shell flower with feet and thumbs!
There is a sharp triangle on its head, and there is a thin black-brown long stripe behind its eyes. There are large black patches on its yellow-brown body, and the central patches on its back are often connected in waves.
Not far from it, there was a frog, not a toad, the size of a child’s fist. Toad squatted there with a bulging belly and didn’t know that he was stared at by a turtle shell flower.
Suddenly, the tortoise shell flower moved, and its body moved slowly along the grass, and its eyes kept on getting closer and closer. Toad didn’t make a sound, which reminded Mo Xiaocheng of a special professional killer in the human world! Killers are good at camouflage and stealth, hiding in the dark, quietly approaching the target, seizing the opportunity, and then suddenly attacking and killing at one stroke. Often, the target has died before he can react.
Killer: Maybe he’s not strong enough, but his skill is better than ordinary people. He’s far from being an opponent in training, but he’s the most dangerous to people. Think about it. You fell asleep at night, and suddenly a knife came out from under the bed and stabbed you. It’s really dead. I don’t know what’s going on. What a horrible thing.
Snakes attack their prey in the same way, swallowing their prey or poisoning many animals bigger than themselves.
Mo Xiaocheng became interested. The ancients created boxing by watching animals fight with each other. He wanted to see what inspiration the shell flower could bring to himself.
He has reached a bottleneck in his boxing, and only by practicing boxing in the physical body can he break through the realm by deepening his understanding of martial arts through epiphany. Some masters can realize a new world by getting a word from the master.
There is no master in Moxiao City, and you have to understand everything by yourself. Although it is difficult to get it, it will further consolidate and read a truth. It is better to remember the knowledge by yourself than by the teacher.
No, Moxiao City wants to have a one-meter-long shell flower, which is already half a meter away from toad. The snake looks at toad with a greedy eye. The eyes are cold and there is no expression, and the toad is dead.
Will it be over so soon? Mo Xiaocheng didn’t see any difficulty in letting toad be eaten in his mouth. He picked up a small stone, pinched his middle finger and hit the turtle shell with a flick of his thumb. The snake body was not strong enough to do harm to it, but it slowed it down and let the stupid toad know that it was being stared at.
"Goo goo-"
Toad scampered and disappeared into the shallow grass. It was obvious that he had found the turtle shell flower in front of him and jumped away in fright.
"Hiss-"The tortoise shell flower spits out the letter in the direction where the stone is coming. The speed is so fast that the tortoise shell flower has hidden the big stone behind Moxiao City, and the reaction is not slow at all, and it quickly goes to the direction where the toad disappears and winds around among the shallow grass.