Fan Qingqing walked out of the kitchen with freshly baked potatoes.

She baked a big one for herself and a small one for her senior brother.

Anyway, my senior brother doesn’t like to eat these snacks. If Chen Qiu doesn’t eat them, then both of them will belong to her.

Haha, plan pass!

This girl stepped out of the kitchen with a smile on her face.

As a result, I saw Chen Qiu sleeping soundly under the sun at first sight, which made Qingqing immediately angry.

This senior brother is really useless!

He clearly said he wanted to learn internal skills, but he thought he had finally gotten enlightened and changed his temperament. He was not as lazy as before. Perhaps it was because of the past few days that made the senior brother have the idea of ​​hard work.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, he ran to sleep again.

Qingqing grabbed the bamboo branches and walked towards Chen Qiu angrily, intending to push him to wake him up, but when he approached Chen Qiu a few steps, Qingqing widened his eyes in confusion.

Shen Qiu is still the same Shen Qiu.

He is wearing coarse cloth clothes, has a bad face, has a messy hair, and is a little thin. He belongs to the type of person who can't be found if he is thrown into the crowd.

But Chen Qiu seemed to have changed a little.

The sun shone on him, making the senior brother seem to have been covered with gold. His shoulders, which were originally drooping, were also stretched out, and his whole body's breath seemed to have become sharper.

What's going on?

Qingqing widened her eyes and she quietly took a step forward. As a result, Chen Qiu's ears moved and she immediately opened her eyes.

He turned his head and was startled Qingqing, and the baked potatoes in his hand fell to the ground.

"What do you want to do? Girl."

Chen Qiu glanced at the bamboo pole in Qingqing's hand, then reached out to pick up the potatoes from the ground and handed them to Qingqing. The latter looked at the face of her senior brother, and she said:

"You have found a sense of anger?"

"Um."

A smile appeared on Chen Qiu's face. He rubbed his shoulders and said to the junior sister:

"I found it, and I rushed to the acupoints and completed the cycle."

"Cycle? It's not called a loop, it's called a small cycle."

Qingqing corrected her senior brother's very unprofessional statement, and she said:

"The true qi runs around the Ren and Du meridians from the lower dantian, which is called the small circumference."

"Wind open the acupoints of the whole body and let the true qi run around all the acupoints of the whole body, which is called the Great Zhoutian. At that time, only a few people in the martial arts world could complete the operation of the Great Zhoutian."

"Also, you said you have completed a small cycle?"

As Qingqing said, she grasped the point of the problem and looked suspiciously at the smiling senior brother in front of her.

She felt that her senior brother was bragging.

When you beginners to learn internal strength, find the qi sensation, and rush to open the acupoints, this is a process that takes time.

Geniuses often can complete a process within the incense stick, and mediocre people will take months to accumulate enough true energy to rush to open the acupoints.

I just went to roast a potato, and it took only half an hour at most. My senior brother couldn't even find the feeling of energy, and he completed the little Zhoutian with one leap?

impossible!

However, unless you are a master, it is difficult to sense the flow of other people's breath, and Qingqing cannot feel the true energy in the senior brother's body.

The little girl's eyes rolled around. Instead of poking her senior brother's bragging, she handed the little potato in her hand to Chen Qiu.

She said:

"When should I make lunch? I'm hungry."

"After eating potatoes, you're hungry again?"

Chen Qiu looked at Fan Qingqing in surprise and said:

"Although you have a lot of appetite when you grow up, you are... careful to become a fat guy."

"Do you care about me!"

Girls are the ones who don’t know how to be fat the most. Qingqing snorted and said to Chen Qiu fiercely:

"Go and cook! I'm so hungry, senior brother."

This ghost girl.

The first half of the sentence is still scolding, while the second half of the sentence becomes coquettish. He learns from his own teaching at a young age. What if he grows up?

Chen Qiu couldn't persuade her, so he went to make a meal.

After eating, he sent Qingqing to clean up the dishes, and then returned to the room, holding the firewood and axe with one hand and Jianyu with the other, and lay on the bed and entered the dream.

"Chabao, Grandpa Chen Qiu is here to 'pologize' you again!"

When he was about to learn internal skills, Chen Qiu was quite eager to try it out.

He grabbed the axe and rushed towards Chabao, and the shadows in the dream quickly turned into the bloody cave.

The black man Cha Bao grinned and raised his fingers. The wind and thunder moved, and the two fought together.

One minute later, Chen Qiu was guided by Cha Bao and his heart was imploded.

Chen Qiuruan fell to the ground, and the next second he was resurrected in the cave. He weighed the axe in his hand and looked at Cha Bao who was attacking in front of him.

The heart method of the martial arts world is not the best heart method.

It cannot turn decay into magic.

Chen Qiu could not become a top master all of a sudden after learning it, but in the struggle just now, Chen Qiu had already experienced something different.

In the past, if you swing your axe and fight Chabao, you will be out of breath for about 30 seconds.

But now with the support of the true qi running in the body, new power is constantly being replenished in the consumption of energy.

This did not improve his ability to fight head-on, but allowed him to support the battle for a longer period of time.

Before his true energy was exhausted, he successfully extended the time he fought against Cha Bao to nearly one minute.

"Next, let's try to explode."

Chen Qiu stared at Cha Bao. He activated the true energy accumulated in his lower dantian and pushed it into his limbs and bones. The burning sensation like gasoline igniting the sparks immediately made Chen Qiu feel pain.

This trick, which is like self-exploding true energy, is a taboo for people in the world.

No one outside will use his skills like this because this is suicide!

But what comes with that pain is the instant force being pushed to the extreme.

The upper limit of the power generated by the body was broken, and Chen Qiu felt that he could kill a cow with one punch!

"Bang"

Cha Bao's fingers collided with the wood-cutting axe that Shen Qiu waved. The wisp of protective energy was broken like paper. As blood splattered, Cha Bao's entire left hand was cut off.

He retreated in pain, and Chen Qiu's eyes narrowed.

flaw!

Good opportunity!

The black wind is chaotic!

The sharp axe in his hand slashed forward, and the Death attack of the Black Wind Axe in the eighteen poses was used. Chen Qiu, who was attacking the tiger from the mountain, looked like Lu Buji's posture when holding two axes against the enemy.

The swinged axe blade was cut into Chabao's shoulder and then slashed three times in a row.

Cha Bao tried his best to dodge, avoiding his neck and head, but his left arm was cut off by this blow.

Victory seems to be right in front of you.

But Chen Qiu looked regretful.

The true qi burst out, its size was too small, after all, it was only a moment.

After chopping out the axe, he immediately entered the power loss. He threw the axe as a flying axe, but Cha Bao did not go sideways and could only watch the black man Cha Bao's other hand and his fingers were raised.

Amid the sound of wind and thunder, the fingers were like swords, and they were pointed fiercely on their hearts.

"Bang"

True qi penetrates the body and the heart implodes.

Chen Qiu gathered his body again in the cave. He did not continue to attack, but rubbed his chin and recalled the scene just now.

Compared with the scattered memories, the axe he just cut out has a taste.

But the explosion of true qi lasts too short.

If he could last a few seconds, he might be seriously injured or even fuck Chabao.

"This kind of suicide attack can only be used in this dream."
To be continued...