"Not far ahead is the iron wood real king's account, there are tens of thousands of iron riding, I do not believe that you Chen Xuan wind against thousands of horses to kill!"Gao Cheng gritted his teeth and looked up to see the outline of the Mongolian tribe in the distance, quietly relaxed.

In the back of the chase, Chen Xuanfeng poured a layer of sweat on his forehead, and he also noticed that the Mongolian tribe was far away, and a group of cavalrymen had already noticed the situation here on the outskirts of the tribe.

Seeing things can not be done, Chen Xuanfeng's body suddenly stopped, the dead will be high-spirited appearance into the eyes, and then turn around and go, without dragging the mud and water.

"It is no longer safe here, we must quickly tell the thief mother-in-law to continue to shift the direction, it is said that there are hundreds of thousands of people in the northern part of the king, and then go there to settle!"Chen Xuanfeng thought in his heart.

Mixed in hundreds of thousands of herders, even if all the masters on the lake come, it is difficult to find the traces of their husbands and wives, and wait for a while to practice the nine-yin white claws and the palms of the heart, and the more masters besieged him without fear.

Rumble!A group of Mongolian cavalry arrived from far and near, Gao Cheng finally completely put his heart down and turned his head, but found that Chen Xuanfeng's figure had disappeared far away.

At this time, he felt a cold forehead, raised his hand and touched it, and found a layer of sweat on his head!And the Mongols who came from Mercedes explained that Gao Cheng returned to the tribe, and when the horses regained their strength, they changed the direction and continued to go out.Ready to continue hunting.

No way, he has now consumed the gold and silver property on his body, and if he does not hunt, he will be hungry, and he is embarrassed to go to Guo Jing's house to rub rice.

Gao Cheng rode very carefully, his eyes constantly scanned to the left and right, and no longer found the trace of Chen Xuanfeng, shot two wild goats outside, and then immediately returned to the tribe, this time he must be on the pile of practice cultivation.

The Night!The moonlight is like water, pouring on the prairie, and in the high slopes far away from the tribe, there is a faint cry of wolves.In the tent, Gao Cheng put out the third floor of the pile and the action has been a little half an hour.

His face rose red, the blood energy in the body through the muscles into the large bristle connected to the whole body, constantly improving the flexibility of the big bristles, and a kind of energy into the bones, scouring the fragile part of the bones, slowly improving the hardness of the bones.But it only increased a little.

This is also the limit of the footwork, and only by cultivating more powerful exercises can we strengthen the bones of the whole body.It has thousands of pounds of power.

The big ribs and bones continue to come from the feeling of gnasy, Gao Cheng's constant meditation to the futation of the futation, forcing these feelings to exclude, which has been adhered to until now.

Half an hour later, Gao Cheng was trembling all over his body, and the qi and blood energy in his body could no longer enhance a trace of power, and the pile of merit was finally cultivated by him to a full state.

Call!He spit gently, slowly withdraw the action, clenched his fist, he can feel the power than before increased by a hundred pounds of great force.

The cultivation of the pile to the third level has come to an end.Such strength can also be called a good external skill in the world of shooting sculpture, and in the million yellow towel army in the world of the three countries, it is still impossible to get rid of the name of cannon fodder.

"I am now a samurai who exercises the three levels of strength, but the strength strengthened by the cultivation of such low-level exercises as the temporary piling is far less than the higher practice."I want a long future, and I have to work harder on the foundation.”

In the realm of the three-nation world, only by strengthening all the musculoskeletes and meridians can the body bear the pressure of breaking through the extraordinary realm.

The idea of Gao Cheng moved, and the gray light curtain appeared in front of him.

Host: Gao Cheng (Health)

Boundaries: the second level of the soul environment / the third level of the exercise state

Practice: To the Word (Second Layer), the Basic Sword Method (Master).Pile skills (completeness), basic bow and arrow (mastery)

The Fate: 3267”

In the column of the practice of the light curtain, there are small arrows that rise behind the four exercises, which means that they can continue to understand and improve.Gao Cheng moved in his heart, has been fully cultivated in the pile of the same as the other three exercises, the back represents that the arrow symbol can be improved has not disappeared?

Gao Cheng glanced at the immediate sense that in order to understand the next layer of the pile, it would take a full five hundred fate points!From scratch, the fourth layer of the understanding of the Pile is two hundred more points of destiny than the third layer of the lipstick.

"Forget it, the foundation of the Pile is, at best, the basic cultivation of the Fa of the Taiping, even if it is pushed to the fourth level, there will not be much progress, rather than wasting the fate point here, it is better to participate in the understanding of the tiger's howle!"

Gao Cheng thought of these, the mind came to mind the first level of the magic of the tiger, the tiger howle and the pile of skills are different, in addition to the dictum of the practice, there is a set of martial arts called the tiger down the mountain style of the boxing method, this set of boxing has a total of nine tricks.You can continue to practice on the 9th floor.

Huang Shao only taught the first five tricks, and with the dictation of the tiger's whistling can be quenched to most of the musculoskeletal muscles of the cultivators.The practice in Taiping is the basic practice, but it belongs to the medium-level basic practice.Whether it is grade or power, it is several times more powerful than the current pile.

“The first floor of the tiger’s whistling, the tiger lying in the mountains!”Gao Cheng's thoughts moved, and a hundred fate points became an invisible force into the mind, and he immersed himself in the first level of the tiger's whistling with his consciousness.

In the tangle, Gao Cheng seemed to become a tiger with a hanging white forehead, wandering leisurely in the lush mountains and forests, walking tired, lying on the stone with a pleasant rest, a breath, and the tiger was all over the mountains.

After a moment, Gao Cheng recovered from his mood, his feet shook, and the first stroke of the tiger's downhill style was bombarded, and the fierce wind bursting, blowing things in the tent.

The first trick of the tiger down the mountain, in his hands instantly become pure and green, just like cultivating this practice for many years.At the same time, on the gray light curtain of the door of fate, behind the practice bar, the words of the first layer of the tiger's whistling were quietly increased.

The first level of the training environment is strong, and the cultivation methods of all exercises are similar, and Gao Cheng is already a samurai of the third level of practice, and the first layer of cultivation of tigers is effortless.

"The muscles and bones that are quenched by the function of the pile are all within the coverage of the tiger's whistling, and perhaps when I cultivate the tiger whistle to the third level, it will be able to completely cover the pile work!"This idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

The next day, Gao Cheng came to the open space where he often cultivated, not cultivating his bow and arrows, but put forward the trick of tigers down the mountain, from the first trick all the way to the third.

Last night, he consumed 600 fate points, directly understood the first three layers of the tiger's whistling, and also practiced the second layer of the tiger's whistling, which increased the strength of three hundred pounds more than before.Now he has 600 pounds of huge force in his arms, and if he moves his hands and feet, he can break the broken bones of ordinary people.

When he practiced the fist-footed moves, he sensed that Guo Jing was not far away and as usual, watching him practice.However, this time, when he finished practicing boxing, he found that Guo Jing did not leave.And he looked at him with fear.

Gao Cheng thought a turn, know the reason, the original he just in the practice of boxing, unconsciously last night touched a hint of the tiger mountains and forests into the boxing, in the eyes of others, his boxing is like a tiger roaring, fierce.