Internal force is a kind of qi, a special airflow, transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into a breath containing power.

Practicing martial arts means storing more internal energy in your dantian and meridians. Each level of dantian and meridians will be wider, and the internal energy stored will naturally become more, and the stronger the strength will be.

Yun Mo carefully controlled the internal force in his body, and waited with breath and concentration.

Gradually, the flow of internal force in the body became larger and faster, and a small internal force vortex was formed in the Dantian.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around his body seemed to have turned into a funnel, gathering wildly with Yunmo as the center, and then drilling into his body.

Then Yun Mo turned into internal force crazy, and the internal force flowed faster and faster in the meridians, and the amount was getting more and more. He could even feel the "swish-swish" sound caused by internal force when it flowed at high speed in the meridians.

Yun Mo's body surface was already red, and sweat flowed to the surface and made a sizzling sound that was instantly evaporated.

The pain from all over the body made the blue veins on Yun Mo's forehead reveal, as if there were earthworms entrenched.

This process lasted for about five minutes. Finally, the internal force flow had reached its maximum speed. Some parts of Yun Mo's skin began to slowly crack, and red blood flowed out, and pain was everywhere on his body.

Yun Mo knew clearly that it had reached its limit. If he forced himself to gather his internal strength, he might not be able to control himself and become possessed by the evil spirit.

Forced to calm the mind and control the torrent of internal force to impact a point on the Ren meridian.

After the first tentative impact, the second violent impact left. Suddenly, Yun Mo felt a torn pain in his body and almost couldn't help but scream.

"Puff!" Yun Mo squirted out a mouthful of blood and spit it on the ground, splashing it on Yun Mo's shadow.

Yun Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked disappointed, and murmured to himself: "Has he failed?"

There was a piece of water stain on the bed. However, it was the sweat from Yun Mo's pain that made the bed sheets around his body wet.

"It seems that I think of cultivation too simply. People's hearts are not enough. Snake swallows an elephant." Clenched his fists, Yun Mo smiled mockingly.

"Forget it, I can't force it to practice, let it go." Yun Mo sighed, calmed down, continued to practice Pure Yang Gong, and consolidated his cultivation.

Every week, the blood marks on Yun Mo's skin will be reduced by one point. After about ten minutes, Yun Mo's body has returned to the color before the level of the rush, and even turned a lot white. His physical strength has been completely restored, and he feels that his body has endless strength.

After letting out a long breath, Yun Mo slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed and disappeared. Now his martial arts is at the top of the second level of body refining, and he feels full of strength.

Yun Mo laughed, checked his body with satisfaction, then walked out of bed, looked at the wet bed sheets and blood on the ground, Yun Mo called Ziyi at the door to come in and clean up.

When Ziyi came in, she was shocked when she saw the dry blood on the ground.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Ziyi ran to Yun Mo and said with a worried look on her face.

"It's okay, I'm just eager to achieve success in my practice, and something went wrong." Yun Mo waved his hand and signaled that he was fine.

"Really?" Ziyi had red eyes and used her hands to wipe the remaining blood on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth with her heartache.

Suddenly, he found that the blood on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth had dried up and could not be wiped off with his hands. So Ziyi leaned over and used her own fragrant tongue to lick the blood on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth!

Looking at Ziyi's seductive lips, Yun Mo suppressed the urge to immediately put her on the ground. He pinched her chin and smiled and said, "Yo, when did you become so bold?"

"Young Master, forgive me." Ziyi's watery eyes looked at Yun Mo pitifully.

"Ba." Yun Mo patted her buttocks again and said, "Hurry up and prepare bath water for me, I will practice boxing in the yard first."

After saying that, Yun Mo left.

Ziyi felt the strangeness coming from her buttocks, her face turned slightly red, and she thought to herself that the young master was getting more and more inappropriate.

He walked to the door and ordered: "Zhihua, clean the young master's room, Qinxin, come with me and prepare the bath water for the young master."

"Yes, Sister Ziyi."

Qin Xin and Ziyi went to the bathhouse and left behind Lezhihua to clean the room.

Zhihua first changed the bed sheets and then mopped the floor.

"Huh? Why does this pool of blood dry so quickly and it's dark red?" Zhihua used a lot of effort to wash the dry blood clean with the mop.

......

On the other hand, Yun Mo began to practice fists and feet in the yard.

"Drink, ha."

Each move and one move is average. This is the basic boxing technique. He could practice it when he was a child. He was not qualified to practice the more advanced martial arts before.

He waved his fist, kicked it from time to time, and then made another side flip. Damn it, I felt so handsome.

If I had done this in my previous life, my waist would have been twisted off long ago.

Yun Mo had another backflip on the spot, and then continued to jump more than three meters high.

I secretly felt my strength, and the bounce power alone was enough to instantly kill the high jumpers in my previous life.

After practicing for about a quarter of an hour, Yun Mo slowly adapted to his current strength.

In order to test how strong he was, he specially moved a rockery stone in the yard, which was about four or five hundred kilograms. It felt a little heavier at first, but he still picked it up all of a sudden.

The body refining is divided into nine levels. Each increase of one level can bring about a rapid increase in strength and increase the strength of 200 kilograms. In other words, the warriors at the third level of body refining have 600 kilograms of power.

Yun Mo now has only the top of the second level of body refining. He estimated that his limit power was about 500 kilograms, but he did not reach 600 kilograms of huge power. It seems that he still needs to improve himself. He should have it at the third level of body refining.

Seeing that Ziyi had not come to inform him, he continued to practice basic boxing and leg techniques, and the slowly disappeared sweat flowed out again.

In this world, it is still a little slower to boil water, so Yun Mo is not in a hurry. It seems that it is just over 10 o'clock in the evening, and it is still early.

The time in this world is represented by time. Like in ancient China, a day is divided into twelve hours, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao... Each hour is divided into eight moments.

People often say that one quarter of an hour is fifteen minutes, four quarters of an hour is one hour, two hours is eight quarters of an hour, that is, one hour, you understand.

It's only the fourth hour of Hai, which is equivalent to ten o'clock in the evening of the earth in the previous life.

There are many ways to see time in this world. The most common way is to distinguish it through astronomical phenomena. This is a must-have common sense for a person, and of course, this can only be seen in one rough way.
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