Chapter 47： Exit (1/2)

十 These ten sticks are reimbursed within one day.

有 Some of the ten sticks are hard and some are soft, but they cannot escape the broken end.

Xi Xueling was exhausted and exhausted. Her hands trembled while cooking. The dishes seemed to fall to the floor at any time during the meal.

But Chu Chu is refreshing and refreshing. One day's practice is comparable to three days. It seems that the cultivation of King Kong's magical skills requires external assistance.

其中 One of the difficulties here is the maintenance of state of mind.

When you are hit, you can focus on the feeling of your muscles. If you are immersed in the Buddhist scriptures, you can truly cultivate. The mood is not flat, and it will only be a bad thing. The worse it gets, the worse it gets.

After Chu Li had eaten the next morning, he took a lazy walk in the kiosk and instructed Xue Ling to get some more wooden sticks and go to the martial arts ground to get some sturdy ones. Don't change the sticks.

Wu Xueling looked at him helplessly: ”My son, my hands can't keep up.”

She Chuli looked at her hands, Xue Ling stretched out her palms, white and flawless, delicate and smooth, very beautiful pair of jade hands, and could not see the rough work.

Xi Chuli stretched out her hands and raised her palms, motioning Xueling to stick the jade palms up.

Xun Xueling hesitated to look at him, her palms came over.

The palms of the two are facing each other. She only feels a blast of hot air covering her palms, from wrists, forearms, elbows, forearms, shoulders, to the chest, and then spreads down to the soles of her feet.

Chu Chuli withdrew both palms: ”What's wrong?”

Wu Xueling shook her hands in surprise: ”What martial arts is this?”

觉得 She felt like taking a hot bath, exhausting herself, the muscle aches disappeared, and she was full of strength again.

”King Kong Dou magical skills.” Chu Li Road said: ”Useful?”

”It's amazing!” Xue Ling admired.

She drove away from Yuqi Island in a small boat, and went to Yanwu Hall to get twenty sticks, all of which had thick, solid and fine wrists, and were shiny.

Chu Chuli is satisfied, these are much stronger.

After being hit by a stick, he practiced another morning.

She Xueling was sweating. She had taiyinjue to protect her body, but wielding a wooden stick used physical strength. Women were born with weak physical strength, and it was already great to be able to persist in the morning.

Three sticks were reimbursed. This time she learned to be good. She swung one stick three times and immediately changed the other one to let them rest for a while. It was really much more durable. Even then, three of them were broken, and Chu Li's clothes were rotten. .

I started with my back, then my chest, and then changed my thighs, arms, and body away from my head.

On the third morning, Chu Li finished his breakfast and just started to practice. Su Ru came and brought the seeds of Xuan Li Cao.

Wu Suru changed her green and green Luo shirt today, which is especially refreshing and pleasant.

Wu Suru waved her hand after he came in, motioned them to continue, and stood watching.

Xi Xueling waved a wooden stick and hit Chu Li's back. The sound of ”bang” kept the rhythm.

Xu Chuli slowly practiced the 72 style, not affected by the wooden stick, calm and focused, and saw Su Ru's tongue endless.

”What do you think of this?” Su Ru shook her head and smiled: ”It's not the kind of outside practice that you can practice, can you do this?”

Chu Chu departed: ”It seems to work for now.”