Chapter 145

It has been two and a half days since it snowed.

According to the weather forecast, the next few days will also be sunny.

The ice and snow on the small river of the martial school were the first to thaw, and holes of various sizes appeared in many places on the ice surface, and the remaining ice layer was also very thin, and the clear water quality below could be seen.

Chu Chu Tianshu was talking to his second grandfather in the corridor of the laboratory building.

In the future, when the large pharmacy is really located, it certainly cannot be in Macau, it must be near his old home.

Besides Yin Yin Fengxin, he still needs to recruit people.

This matter has not been officially put on the agenda yet, but he can let his second grandfather inquire and prepare locally first.

After Chu Chu Tianshu hung up the phone, he turned and walked into the classroom of the laboratory building.

In the classroom, there were only Qi Qi Lianyong, Yuan Zhonglu, and a few graduates of the martial school who had not officially reported to their units.

But the focus in the classroom was not these people, but the white-browed cat.

On the four feet of this cat, there were some parts where the hair had been shaved off, revealing the skin.

When he transformed into a human form like this, those parts looked exactly like wrists and ankles.

White-brow was sitting on a small chair, beside it was a set of old electrical training equipment.

The short-haired girl helped stick the circular pieces at the end of the wires to the parts where the hair had been shaved off.

"Little White Teacher, are you really going to practice kung fu like this."

The short-haired girl muttered, "Sticking these electrical circular pieces to a cat feels so strange, like preparing to abuse a cat."

The white-browed cat's tail shook behind it, but it had an expectant look.

Yuan Zhonglu wrapped a bandage around his forehead and smiled lightly: "Don't look down on Little White Teacher too much."

"That night, Little White Teacher fought in coordination with me, and several evil spirits were first found by Little White Teacher."

Creatures like cats are naturally more sensitive to evil spirit yin energy.

As a cat with top-notch intelligence and the ability to practice fist techniques, the white-browed cat also pounced like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain that night, attacking everywhere.

In several places, when residents saw glass in their homes invisibly cracking, strange handprints appearing, and low howling,

A cat that could fight with fists pounced, driving away the strange sounds.

Recently, Guangling's enthusiasm for the Golden Blade Martial School has been unprecedentedly high, and many people often surround the school, asking for news, and also learned the anecdotes of this magical cat as a teacher.

Some people thought that the path of faculty and staff was difficult to walk, and actually bought cat food and grilled fish, gathering outside the school, preparing to bribe this magical cat.

"Open a first gear first, I'll take you through the force."

Chu Chu Tianshu stretched out his finger, pressed it on White-brow's chest, and suddenly said, "By the way, you are becoming more and more like a human, wear some clothes in the future."

Yuan Zhonglu said: "The principal made clothes for him before, he doesn't like to wear them, maybe the cat hair is relatively thick, and he will be hot if he wears them?"

"Practice more, he should be immune to cold and heat, you can make some small vests with simple styles, so that he can move conveniently in both forms."

Chu Chu Tianshu's fingertips exerted a slight force, and the equipment also opened to the first gear.

White-brow's hair immediately stood up fluffily.

With the vibration of Chu Chu Tianshu's force, these long hairs shook like waves, which was very funny.

White-brow tilted its head slightly, and a low and long "Oh—" sound came from its throat.

"Hey! Do you think I'm giving you a massage?"

Chu Chu Tianshu withdrew his hand, pointed at the kitten's nose, "Do it yourself, give me some seriousness."

"I'm leaving in a few days. If you can't adapt to the feeling of borrowing electricity to practice force in these few days, then you will return to the way you were before."

"Feeling that you are already very old, increasingly weak, stumbling, pitiful, walking to the river to catch small fish, and falling directly into the water..."

White-brow trembled, its mouth closed tightly, revealing a determined expression.

Effort, struggle!

Qi Qi Lianyong laughed loudly upon seeing this.

Chu Chu Tianshu turned his head to look.

Qi Qi Lianyong hurriedly said: "I am practicing kung fu properly, but I need to combine work and rest, I can't practice blindly."

Chu Chu Tianshu was stunned for a moment: "Master Qi, I didn't mean to supervise your practice."

Anyway, you are the master.

This made the people beside him also show expressions of wanting to laugh but not laughing.

Qi Qi Lianyong coughed twice, not knowing how he could blurt out such words just now.

"I meant to say..."

Chu Chu Tianshu smiled lightly, "Master Qi, you are also relatively proficient in the stretching of tendons and bones, you can watch White-brow practice kung fu more in the future."

"Based on my current judgment, it is more effective for him to maintain a human form to practice this with the help of bone-shrinking skills, but after he becomes stronger, there may be a stage where he needs to return to the cat form to practice."

"You help watch, see when he reaches that stage, if he doesn't feel it himself, you can remind him."

Qi Qi Lianyong said immediately: "Rest assured, leave it to me."

Chu Chu Tianshu observed White-brow for a while, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

He didn't cross the small bridge, return to the principal's quiet room, but went to the big playground.

Recently, he has been pondering the various body functions of the Wu Wu Zao Shen, so he inevitably exerts force.

But after he reached this realm, once he violently surged his blood and energy, he would emit a kind of strong coercion.

Making the people, livestock, and insects nearby unable to stop feeling flustered and oppressed.

This is different from the effect caused by pure mental power magical arts; mental power magical arts will be countered by yang energy, and if you want to interfere with so many people in one breath, you have to bear the burden and backlash.

And Chu Chu Tianshu's kind of coercion is like a kind of naturally attached power.

He himself didn't feel much extra loss.

Even if a batch of experts resisted this coercion of his, he wouldn't have the feeling of magical arts being broken, and he could fight as usual.

No wonder, in the ancient times of the Republic of China world, this realm was crowned with the name "Martial Arts Can Create Gods."

On the ancient battlefield, people who practiced to this realm, as soon as they started to charge, within dozens of meters, people and horses would be in chaos, eyes blurred, legs sore, unable to control themselves.

By the time this person charged through the entire battlefield, it was a devastating blow to the enemy's morale.

If this person had a batch of elite soldiers under his command, and could kill them when this person had already charged far away but the enemy army hadn't been able to slow down yet.

That must be a hundred battles and a hundred victories.

If Chu Chu Tianshu practiced in the quiet room, the wounded in the nearby buildings would be affected.

Coming to the big playground here, the influence was much smaller.

Standing on the sand pit that had been melted by him for several days, revealing its true appearance.

Chu Chu Tianshu's feet were shoulder-width apart, his hands raised and pressed vaguely, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The heavy and distant drum sound slowly moved in his body.

The blood and energy that were originally the same everywhere in the body, purely feeling "hot," now had distinctions of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, tender, crisp, and tough in his current perception.

He reconciled these physical sensations, the sour is easy to erode, add three points of old, the crisp is easy to break, add three points of toughness.

People eating things can have a hundred flavors, but in self-cultivation, one should seek no flavor.

Wu Wu Zao Shen, reconcile the flavorless and be satisfied.

Diamond Fixation, settle all kinds of mixed flavors and settle them down.

With the flavorless blood and energy, gradually rise to the brain.

The feelings in the brain, in this reconciliation and brewing, become tough, long, stable, and comfortable.

Coercion, also unfolds here.

Everyone has known for these few days that it is not easy to get close when Chu Chu Tianshu practices kung fu.

But there are also people who specifically choose to approach at this time.

Uncle Nan and several other wounded, as well as a batch of martial school students, came in a hurry at this time.

They had a tacit understanding, didn't speak, just stepped forward, and when their legs were really soft, they stopped their steps, barely controlling their breathing, and practiced fist techniques in this situation.

Usually, it takes ten seconds to practice a set of fist techniques, with the wind blowing.

Here, only after the first few punches, they couldn't help but lose their shape and start over.

Feng Feng Jianhua also arrived at the playground, looking at this scene.

No matter how many times he had felt this coercion, it still made him click his tongue in wonder.

Chu Chu Tianshu's coercion is actually quite similar to the momentum of a martial artist.

A martial artist's momentum also doesn't need to have much loss.

Back then, Haidong was in a severely injured state, but he could still emit a killing momentum like his peak period.

That is more like life experience, environmental dynamics, and more subtle associations, which are drawn together to form pressure.

But precisely because the body itself is just a primer, while the loss is low, this momentum is also easy to dissipate due to changes in the outside world.

Unless one is in a special feng shui situation, or adjusts oneself, repeatedly raising the momentum, can it be maintained for longer.

But if one encounters a strong enemy, it is easy for the opponent's momentum to be mixed in, becoming chaotic, and unable to target too many people.

For all martial artists, the situation of the enemy and ourselves is like water mist, meeting and touching, naturally merging.

Chu Chu Tianshu's coercion is like turning momentum into a big umbrella, a canopy.

As long as it is supported, the shadow of the canopy naturally covers this range.

The sign of water mist rising, even if it can make itself more conspicuous, cannot pollute this canopy.

This is a qualitative difference.

Chu Chu Tianshu stood as if he had forgotten himself, forgetting the passage of time, but he was extremely focused on himself, not caring about the passage of time.

Standing until dusk, those who practiced fist techniques around him could no longer support it, and even changed two batches, all tired and dizzy, returning to rest.

Chu Chu Tianshu slowly opened his eyes, the golden sunset reflecting on his eyelashes, gradually rising out of his field of vision.

Except for the sunset, the various scenery rushed into his eyes.

He heard the footsteps approaching behind him, and suddenly had a playful heart, stepping forward two steps.

One step, shaking the ground like a drum, water droplets splashing into the sky.

Two steps, probing hands like the wind, dew all covered.

Chu Chu Tianshu turned his body, his sleeves carrying the wind, and between his palms, a water ball the size of a fist was coiled.

Feng Feng Jianhua stopped ten meters away, looking over with a smile.

He didn't know if Chu Chu Tianshu had practiced internal energy these days, but he could see that this move didn't use internal energy.

Being able to use physical force to gather the water on his hands into a ball shape was already quite remarkable.

Is it possible to hit this water ball ten meters away?

Chu Chu Tianshu's eyes were bright, and he didn't shorten the distance, even his left hand moved away slowly.

Only by the shaking of his right hand with a slight afterimage, the crystal clear water ball was supported on his palm, neither scattering nor falling.

Chu Chu Tianshu shook his palm, and the water ball broke through the air.

Feng Feng Jianhua's eyes showed surprise, and he raised his hand to block.

Slap!

That water ball was already about to collapse, and as soon as it touched his palm, it scattered into a splash of water, splashing in all directions.

Although the water ball had no force, it really flew over ten meters.

Chu Chu Tianshu was satisfied, exhaled slowly, and had already felt all the body functions that the Wu Wu Zao Shen could feel in detail.

"Even if I use internal energy to hit people, if the palm force flies ten meters away, the effect will be reduced by nearly half, and the further it flies, the faster it scatters."

Feng Feng Jianhua said, "You use physical force to control a water ball, and it can fly over ten meters before scattering?"

Yes.

Now I can start practicing internal energy.

Chu Chu Tianshu thought so in his heart, but said in his mouth: "These days, I have been pondering Yellow Bud True Qi, and using the internal energy description to verify the strengths and weaknesses of the flesh body, I have quite a few ideas."

"The key is, for the problem of the flaws in the Hate Heaven Skill, I have collided with some inspiration."

He chatted with Feng Feng Jianhua in the sunset.

Feng Feng Jianhua originally had the intention of wanting to answer him, but the more he listened, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

After several times of wanting to speak but stopping, the old principal's face changed from doubt to a kind of astonishment and contemplation.

"This can also work..."

Feng Feng Jianhua fell into long contemplation, muttering the cultivation formula unconsciously, not knowing how long it took before he came back to his senses, his face full of sudden realization.

"If we start from this direction and perfect it, it seems it really is feasible."

The old man looked at Chu Chu Tianshu in a daze, and suddenly said, "Benefactor."

Chu Chu Tianshu said hurriedly: "That doesn't have to be called that."

"Hahaha!"

Feng Feng Jianhua laughed loudly, "No matter whether you let me call it that or not, anyway, this benefactor doesn't need to be called to that guy who is always obsessed with magical arts."

"Hahaha!"

Under the sunset, the old man laughed heartily, washing away the gray and dark color.

(End of chapter)