Man in the Heavens: Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil

She looked at Chen Chong with tears in her eyes. Unexpectedly, the man showed no pity at all. Instead, she shouted sharply: "'Kong has no strength in his movements, he has moved his bones but not his skin'. How does his body move? Remember the twitching feeling just now, use this This feeling to open the bow!"

Jian Ning was startled for a moment, and suddenly realized the essentials of martial arts in the movements.

She repositioned herself, and opened the bow with both hands like a full moon. The bow seemed huge and heavy, and the girl seemed to be struggling to pull it, and the muscles in both arms began to tremble.

Chen Chong nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Breathing keeps the rhythm. Now I will talk about the first method of luck. When a person is born, he exhales first, and the lungs serve as a bridge, connecting the human body with the heaven and the earth.

The first form of this magical skill begins with strengthening the lungs and strengthening the qi. The twelve meridians correspond to the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the hand. Now take a slow breath and do not exhale through your mouth or nose. "

Jianning nodded silently, while his lower abdomen contracted slightly, his chest gradually became more straight.

Seeing that she seemed to have reached the limit, Chen Chong swung the willow whip in his hand violently, and shouted at the same time: "This is Zhongfu, suck!"

The whip tip exploded under the girl's collarbone with a "snap", and as a red mark appeared, Jianning, who had already inhaled to the limit, took another breath in an instant under the stimulation of pain.

Chen Chong whipped the thin whip continuously in his hand, and kept talking about acupuncture points one by one: "Yunmen, spit, Tianfu, suck, Xiabai, spit, chize, suck..."

The man kept whipping, and the girl breathed out accordingly, until the tenth time the willow whip fell, Chen Chong suddenly asked: "Do you feel your thumb? Is it a little numb?"

Jianning held his breath and couldn't speak, but his little brain kept clicking.

With joy on Chen Chong's face, he swung his willow whip violently: "Shao Shang, spit!"

With the sound of a whip, Jian Ning subconsciously let out a breath of foul air. She only felt a slight pulsation on the belly of her thumb, and then the hairs on her entire arm stood on end.

Feeling the strange feeling on her arms, the girl was a little puzzled: The whip just now didn't seem to hit her?

How do I know where Shaoshang is?

Chen Chong wiped off the fine sweat on his head, let out a long breath, and showed a gratified smile on his face.

"What's wrong with me?"

Touching the fine hairs on her hands, the girl asked with a dull face, "Is this considered a practice?"

Chen Chong nodded appreciatively and said, "Remember the qi circulation route I taught you, and remember the method of muscle vibration. The first pose is considered an introduction. As long as you continue to practice, you will be able to strengthen your lungs and penetrate your arms."

Jianning jumped to Chen Chong's side, and happily asked, "Brother Chong, am I considered a martial arts prodigy?"

The man burst out laughing, patted the girl's buttocks and teased, "It won't be too late to boast about yourself after you have practiced all the thirteen moves within a year."

"Hmph, I can practice the first form in one day, how long will it take for the thirteenth form?"

Jianning clenched her fists, her face was full of confidence: "With the aptitude of this princess, I can practice it in a month at most!"

"Okay, then I'll wait and see."

Chen Chong didn't even pierce the cowhide, and echoed with a smile.

Looking at the girl's big white legs, he suddenly asked suspiciously, "Ajig, what's on your legs?"

Jianning froze for a moment, then looked down between his legs, only to realize that there were water marks on his thighs.

There was a trace of unnaturalness on her face, and she said with erratic eyes: "Then what, it's too hot in the room, and I'm sweating. Brother Chong, you can take the stove outside, it's too hot to boil medicine here."

Is it really?

The stove has only been burning for a while, and the room is not hot, is it?

Chen Chong picked the bridge of his nose, and walked out with the medicine jar in doubt.

Chapter 93 092. Chen Chong's Vision

The cabin doors and windows are closed.

Chen Chong sat by the stove, gently stirred the medicine juice, and stared at the bubbling medicine pot boredly.

The three of them, Big Shuang'er and A Ke, were still immersed in the formulas of the bitter vest method on the paper.

Reciting the full text, the highest courtesy for literati and poets in later generations, and the supreme happiness that many students had enjoyed in their childhood, now comes to the three of them.

Although Chen Chong only wrote about the method of mobilizing internal energy and accumulating true energy, there are thousands of words on paper.

In such a short period of time, it is not so easy to remember exactly, until the concoction is ready, the three girls still stay at this step.

This made Chen Chong have to sigh, whether it is learning literature or learning martial arts, memory is the most difficult step after all.

He put down the spoon and went to the inner room, seeing the little princess's gestures and gestures, her muscles trembling and her breathing movements showing a slight charm, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

The exercises taught to the four daughters are different, apart from the reason of closeness, Chen Chong actually has other plans.

Every time he improves his skills, he will gain a new understanding in his mind, and if he improves a martial art to perfection, he will be able to obtain the best way to practice this martial art.

This best method is a method that directly points to perfection without hindrance and without mistakes, and can cultivate a martial art to the highest level in the fastest and most efficient way.

The moment Chen Chong learned of this situation, he had a doubt in his heart - is this best cultivation method universal?

And he taught the four different martial arts in order to confirm his guess.

Jianning's progress was so fast that even Chen Chong was a little surprised. He thought that maybe all the girls around him would become masters in the future.

He rubbed the space between his brows. Every time he upgraded his ability, a coolness gushed out from here, and the system was likely to be settled here.

My own system doesn't seem to be that simple!

Sighing and returning to the outer room, Chen Chong started to stir the concoction again, but he was recalling what happened in the morning in his mind.

After killing Xiao Erniang's group in the morning, he didn't get a system prompt.

Not only did there not appear to be rewards for goodness, but there was also no punishment for evildoers.

This made him feel a little lost—could it really be that he could only catch the characters in the plot?

If so, it will be a little difficult!

Just like Shaolin Temple, there are so many monks who know 72 unique skills, but there are only a few famous ones in novels and movies.

If the bald thief didn't appear in the plot, wouldn't his work be in vain?

what--

its not right!

Why do you think of Shaolin Temple, villains, thief monks, obscene monks, and want to fast-forward to murder when you see the word "punish evil"?

As a new traveler, my imagination is always running wildly on this road, isn't it a little bad?

Reflect, must reflect!