Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 104 The Secret Record
Bai Youyou is the closed disciple of Elder Dingxuan.

The Dingxuan sect practiced the Liuhe Tongmai Kung Fu, which was considered as the basic kung fu that the disciples of the sect could choose.

As long as the Liuhe can be cultivated to great success, all the main channels and main orifices of the hands, feet, back, chest and abdomen will be opened up, and the foundation for achieving the six turns of qi and blood will be established.

Of course, the foundation is just the foundation, not a guarantee of success.

Even for disciples of this sect,

In order to achieve the degree of unity of spirit, spirit and spirit, and transformation of qi and blood,
You also need to visualize the corresponding catalog,
During the period, there were also many losers.

When it comes to the visualization catalog, Hu Qingfeng doesn't know much about it.

She only knows that the Liuhe Tongmai Kung Fu exercises Qi and blood, and there are many different styles of kung fu that match each other, corresponding to their respective real images of visualization.

Some Dingxuan disciples majored in one of them, and some also studied several disciplines, and there were no rigid requirements.

As for the level of Bai Youyou's practice now, Hu Qingfeng just said that she is better than herself, but how much better she is, maybe only the two of them will have a life-and-death fight to know.

Dispose of the corpse quickly.

Wei Tao returns to Bailiuzhuang.

Under the cover of the dark night, he quietly sneaked into the courtyard where he lived.

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look back.

"It turned out to be the tenth junior brother." Wei Tao smiled and spoke softly, "It's so late, has the junior brother not rested yet?"

Yan Shi had no expression on his face, and walked straight to his room.

Suddenly there was a soft creak.

Tan Pan's door was pushed open from the inside.

Master Zhou and Tan Pan stood at the door, their eyes fell on both of them.

"Xiaoqi, what did you do just now?" Master Zhou asked.

Wei Tao bowed and saluted, "Responding to the teacher's words, the long night is long, and the disciple has no intention of sleeping, so I go out for a walk, and practice my boxing skills by the way."

"Although life is fairly peaceful now, don't take it lightly. It's okay to go out and relax, but don't go too far."

Master Zhou nodded, then stopped looking at him, and turned to Yan Shi, "Xiao Shi, you have been practicing hard in hiding by yourself these few days. Be careful not to injure your body."

"Before I became a teacher, I told you that in the process of practicing martial arts, you need to relax, and blindly strive to improve, but it will depress one's potential.

With your current practice progress, it only takes half a year to step into the red line realm, and at that time..."

Yan Shi suddenly spoke, interrupting Master Zhou's words.

He raised his head, with a hint of coldness in his voice, "Teacher, even if I step into the red line realm, can I be the opponent of those people?"

"If not, I don't think it makes much sense to continue."

Master Zhou fell silent.

After a long time, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and walked away directly.

"I put the secret record of the red line in Xiaopan's place. If Xiaoten wants to observe it, he can just go to his room."

He was very fast, and he was out of the courtyard in an instant.

Disappeared in the depths of the dark night.

Boom!

Yan Shi went back to the house and directly closed the door.

"The character of the tenth junior brother needs to be disciplined.

If the teacher allows it to develop like this, it will not be the right way after all. "

Tan Pan shook his head secretly, turned around and was about to go back to the house.

Suddenly a person stepped into the house ahead of him.

"Eldest senior brother, tenth junior brother, he doesn't want to visualize the secret record of the red thread, but I am very willing."

Wei Tao randomly found a chair and sat down, looking at Tan Pan with shining eyes.

"Teacher, he..." Tan Pan hesitated.

"Could it be that the teacher made it clear that only the tenth junior brother can see it, but not me, the seventh disciple?"

The smile on Wei Tao's face gradually disappeared, and his tone became indifferent.

"That's not true. The teacher didn't say to let the seventh junior brother watch it, but he didn't say not to let the seventh junior brother watch it."

Tan Pan was silent for a moment, and took out a tightly sealed wooden box from under the pillow, "So the seventh brother asked to see it, and naturally the brother would not insist on stopping it."

"Then thank you, senior brother." Wei Tao smiled again, unable to hide the joy in his heart.

After receiving the key, he immediately opened the lid of the box, slowly unfolded the four-foot-long, half-foot-high scroll, and spread it flat on the table.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, this picture scroll composed purely of black and white colors seemed to be full of magic, which instantly attracted his whole spirit.

Qi and blood were also pulled, and began to accelerate along the most basic running route.

Quietly, the status bar flashed past.

In Wei Tao's eyes, the whole picture seemed to come alive suddenly at this moment.

Two long rivers flow through the mountains.

It's as if he is really standing on a high place, overlooking the beautiful and magnificent scenery.

After a dozen breaths.

He forced himself to look away,

Calming down the qi and blood that had just begun to surge, he calmed down and said, "Brother Tan is going to rest, why don't you let me take the picture scroll to my room to observe, and return it back tomorrow morning."

"Just boiled two bowls of wound medicine and drank it. Now that the medicine is strong, I am really sleepy."

Tan Pan yawned, thought for a while, and said, "You can also go back to your own room, but you must be careful not to make any mistakes. If there is any situation, wake me up immediately."

"I've always been cautious, brother, don't worry."

Wei Tao returned to the room, locked the doors and windows,
It took a little more time to calm down, and finally slowly unfolded the secret record of the red thread.

The long river is still the two long rivers,
The two mountains have not changed.

But in his eyes, everything seemed to be different again.

clap la la...

The sound of water flowing came from Wei Tao's body.

There was a muffled sound.

This is the slow beating of the heart.

He stared at the ink painting in front of him,
The whole spirit has been completely immersed in it.

White clouds, mountains, long rivers, flat boats...

The clouds in the painting are constantly surging, as if there is a real wind, and it is taking them to the distance.

The black mountains stand tall, and the long river flows around,

There is also a flat boat, which goes down a long river and slowly sails towards the distant mountains.

No, not right!

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes suddenly.

A little confusion and bewilderment flashed through my heart.

In Senior Brother Tan's room just now, he also opened this scroll.

Going deeper to recall, he also saw this picture scroll in the small living room in the inner courtyard of the martial arts hall.

So, why in my memory, I have never had the impression of these two flat boats?
Crash.

Qi and blood are surging.

Accelerate along a certain line.

Wei Tao stared at the scroll, watching that Ye Bianzhou disappeared into a mountain.

Then I suddenly noticed that it appeared from behind another mountain and drove towards the starting point in the picture scroll.

Start a new cycle again.

"This is……"

He suddenly understood.

Like a flash of lightning, it illuminates all doubts and confusions.

"The running track of Yiye Bingzhou is the blood circulation route of the internal training method of the Red Line Fist!"

"It turned out to be so, it turned out to be so."

The boat swims in the middle of the river, and the river flows in the painting.

Wei Tao's head was steaming with heat, and his arms were as red as blood.

Qi and blood are stimulated and surged again and again,
Gradually coincide with the running track of the flat boat.

And when the boat sank into the mountain and disappeared, the qi and blood he aroused also poured into the whirlpool in the palm of his hand.

Time passed little by little.

The cold wind outside the house was howling, icy cold and chilling.

In the house, it seemed as if it had entered a scorching summer day.

The moisture in the teacup and washbasin is quickly evaporated, and the moisture is integrated into the drier environment.

at last.

Wei Tao slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, it slowly opened, and a golden status bar quietly appeared in front of it.

Name: Red Line Fist.

Progress: 130%.

Realm: the initial stage of red training.

Description: End of limit breaking.

"Practice the double line with red, grow lotus step by step, and finally succeed."

"Although it's just the first stage, it's already a breakthrough compared to the previous situation where we couldn't get in."

"It's a pity that you can't practice here, and you can't know how your strength has improved. You can only wait until night before going to the abandoned stone mine..."

"No, I can't go to the quarry anymore, and I have to find a new hiding place."

Wei Tao exhaled a hot breath slowly, slowly restrained his thoughts, suddenly felt his mouth was dry and thirsty to the extreme.

The teacup is empty.

There was not even a drop of water in the washbasin.

Fortunately, the kettle on the ground has a lid, which can relieve his thirst a little.

The sound of roosters crowing outside came one after another.

It wasn't until this time that Wei Tao suddenly realized,

He just sat there all night.

(End of this chapter)