His courage strengthens him, and his strength strengths his courage in turn, and the two complement each other.
Until dusk and sunset, he actually felt hungry again, and now he is still very thin, not at all like Li Hu and Li Bao's fat and strong body, only he knows in his heart that the essence of the deer's flesh and blood, without the slightest waste, is all integrated into his body.
His body seemed to have become a bottomless pit, greedily digesting and absorbing all the wine and meat, and transforming it into a trace of power.
After practicing boxing, Li Qingshan sat on the ground again, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and experienced every change in his body. Pulling the muscles and bones is an extremely painful thing, and he still remembers that the day after practicing "Bull Demon Strong Fist", he was so painful that he almost couldn't get up.
Qingniu didn't persuade him, or he endured the pain and got up to practice, and persisted in these ten days in a row, so that he could get better, no, it should be that his ability to endure became stronger. It stands to reason that after surviving the first few days, his body should slowly adapt, but the pain in his body has not diminished in the slightest, as if he has just started practicing every day.
Every change in his body was incomparably reflected in his heart, but unfortunately he didn't feel the so-called qi, according to Qing Niu, no matter what kind of magical spell, he only felt the flow of qi, and cultivated a trace of true qi to be considered a real entry, but the time he practiced was still too short in the end.
At this time, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness and swam behind his neck, like a cool breeze.
But now there is no wind at all, and it is even less possible to have a cool breeze.
"Is this the so-called qi?"
Li Qingshan was happy in his heart and concentrated on the coolness, but gradually he realized that the coolness was slowly invading his skin, and it was getting deeper and deeper, penetrating deep into the bone marrow and even the soul, extremely cold and uncomfortable.
Li Qingshan shook his head, stood up and punched, and the cold atmosphere dissipated a little, but as soon as he sat down, he entangled it again.
He didn't know what was wrong, so he simply came to the stream next to the hut to wash his body, tonight the moonlight was bright, he looked into the stream, a pale-faced child, clinging to his body expressionlessly.
Rao was already not weak, and he was also shocked into a cold sweat, and this scene immediately reminded him of the movie called "The Grudge" he had watched in his previous life.
If it was an ordinary person, he would have to be frightened and stupid this time, but anyway, Li Qingshan had been with a bull demon for so long, and looked at the child through the stream, and saw that the child was only seven or eight years old, and his expression was dull and wooden, so he asked, "What are you?" Why are you lying on me?" "
But the child just moved his head, and at this time there was a wave of waves on the water, and the child's reflection disappeared, but the cold air was still clearly there.
Li Qingshan tried to stabilize his mind: "I hit a ghost, I don't know how this kid could entangle me, I can only wait for Brother Niu to come back and discuss with him, but fortunately, I can't save my life for a while." "
But there was no certainty in his heart, he only felt that the fear was together, and the yin energy eroded faster and faster, and he hurriedly practiced the "Bull Demon Power Fist", and only at this time, the cold qi would disappear. But he is not a tired robot, he always has to sit down and rest, and he feels particularly difficult at that time.
Until midnight, when the yin energy is at its heaviest.
The cold air had penetrated most of Li Qingshan's body, and there was no obvious pain, but his hands and feet gradually became numb, and his five senses gradually blurred.
An extremely dangerous feeling made him use his brain with all his might.
He heard that people have a yang energy on their bodies, which can restrain yin ghosts, and when they want to practice boxing, their blood is tense, so the little ghost does not dare to approach, so he tries to simulate the feeling of practicing boxing when he meditates. Closing his eyes, mobilizing his thoughts, and contracting his muscles were indeed useful, barely resisting the invasion of yin energy.
After staying up all night, his mind was sometimes drowsy and sometimes sober, and he exercised his spiritual will until his will was close to defeat.
As soon as the rooster sang the sky was white, Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, and the sun fell on his face from the treetops, which was a little dazzling. The cold air on his body disappeared, and Qingniu was looking at him not far away, looking very interested.
Li Qingshan said: "Brother Niu, where have you been, do you know what I encountered last night?" "
"I've been back a long time ago, isn't it just a little ghost lying on you?"
"You just watch it like that?"
"Then what else can I do?"
Li Qingshan grinned and didn't say a word, Qingniu had already told him, don't expect me to help you in any danger, and I didn't give him a chance to rely on it from the beginning. He glanced at the yellow sheep at Qingniu's feet, and couldn't say anything, Qingniu had already provided him with the most important help, and he couldn't rely on him for anything.
Basking in the warm morning sun, Li Qingshan got up and stretched his body: "Fortunately, that kid didn't dare to come out during the day, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to hold on." Brother Niu, I am also a Taoist supernatural power, can't I deal with a little ghost." "
"If you haven't practiced magical powers, you can't even survive last night, and when you refine into a cow's strength and are full of blood, you will naturally not be afraid of this mere little ghost."
"I don't know how long I will have to wait."
"In addition, I have another way."
"What way?"
"Yin ghosts are most afraid of murderous energy, if you have one hundred and eighty human lives in your hands to ensure that the group of evils is avoided, then the little ghost will not dare to approach you within ten steps."
Li Qingshan rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to slaughter this Woniu Village?" "
"It's not necessarily impossible to do it, how about it, do you want to try?" Qingniu smiled.
"I might as well slaughter you for steak first!" Li Qingshan ignored it, dealt with the yellow sheep, finished breakfast, put the matter behind him, endured physical and mental fatigue, and concentrated on starting a day's practice.
But as soon as he started practicing, he felt that today was a little different from usual, there was a thin gossamer "qi" flowing in his body, and if he didn't concentrate, he would definitely not be able to sense it.
That qi was not like the true qi in martial arts novels, stored in the dantian and flowed along the meridians, but flowed around like a swimming fish, wandering between the limbs and bones, and when he swung his fist violently, the qi flowed to the fists of his arms, but it was only a moment.
As soon as the spirit relaxed, the breath did not know where it had gone, like a urchin, almost out of his control, and he compared this situation to Qingniu.
Qing Niu was not surprised, but said meaningfully: "You can feel the existence of qi so quickly, and thank that little ghost, this is also a blessing in disguise." "
At the moment of life and death, Li Qingshan mobilized all his spiritual will to fight against the invasion of yin energy, and the little ghost left, but this spiritual will remained and became a trace of true qi.
"So this is true qi?" Li Qingshan looked at his palm: "What is the use of this true qi?" "
"Practicing essence and qi, practicing essence and qi, isn't it just for such a breath, what use do you think? If you can't sense the qi, even if you practice for a lifetime, you will still be a country master, and you will not be able to become a climate. If you talk about the benefits, it is really unclear, and you will slowly experience it yourself later. "