"Hahaha……"

The old Cangtou laughed proudly.

He was repeatedly defeated by Gao Zhengyang and had already felt a little awe of this young man. Gao Zhengyang's surprised look made Lao Cangtou feel proud.

"The Crane Clan has always been beautiful. He Wushuang was praised as the world's number one beauty. However, the Crane Clan has a sparse population and is extremely rare. Being able to see the Crane Crane beauty in Heilongling is the most proud thing in my life..."

Speaking of the beautiful women of the Crane clan, the old Cangtou is so proud.

After hearing Lao Cangtou talk for a long time, Gao Zhengyang still couldn't imagine what the crane clan with white wings looked like.

"The Crane tribe is elegant, the Yan tribe is delicate, the fox tribe is charming, and the cat tribe is cute. These four barbarians are recognized as a race that produces beautiful women."

Old Cangtou shook his head and told the anecdotes of barbarian beauties, "Other barbarians also have beauties, such as the rabbit tribe. The white rabbit beauties are the most famous **** in the world. They wander around and make their own business..."

Lao Cangtou said with a sad look on his face and regretfully: "It's a pity that I have been trapped in this remote mountain for the rest of my life and have never gone out to see the world!"

Gao Zhengyang was not very interested in beauties of all races, but the rich information conveyed by Lao Cangtou's words made him a little dizzy.

This world is much more complicated than he imagined.

"If you have the chance, I will take you there and maybe I can meet the beauty of the Crane clan."

Gao Zhengyang refused, "No interest."

In the darkness, the old Cangtou turned his eyes and said, "There are not only barbarian beauties in the mountains of the Great Wilderness, but also various spiritual medicines and magical fruits. If you want good luck, you can immediately have powerful strength if you eat one."

"Haha," Gao Zhengyang smiled, "If it was that easy, why didn't you look for it?"

Lao Cangtou was exhausted and thought for a while, saying, "Is that thing hard to find? Or is it true that the monsters hunted. The flesh and blood of monsters are all nourishing. Even the lowest-level iron-thorn pig is a hundred times stronger than the domestic pigs."

Gao Zhengyang felt a little interested. He also vaguely remembered that the flesh and blood of the monsters was a great replenishment. This was exactly what he needed urgently.

"In fact, eating flesh and blood is nothing. The biggest advantage is that when killing monsters, you can absorb part of the power of monsters. Therefore, the stronger the stronger the ones!"

Lao Cangtou sighed, "It's a pity that the wolf clan blocked the way into the mountain outside. The tribe hasn't entered the mountain for a long time to hunt."

"What monsters are there in the mountains?" Gao Zhengyang asked.

"That's a lot, iron-haired pig, gray-backed wolf, fire-eyed monkey..."

Old Cangtou is very knowledgeable and knows everything about monsters. He was old and as he talked about it, he started to snore.

Gao Zhengyang couldn't sleep, so he opened his eyes and calculated what to do next. It seemed like a good way to survive the second stage of titanium alloy fusion, and going into the mountains to hunt monsters.

Lao Cangtou wanted to learn Tai Chi, and his attitude towards Gao Zhengyang was getting better and better.

After three days, Lao Cangtou and Gao Zhengyang became good friends. Of course, Tai Chi also learned it from beginning to end.

However, Lao Cangtou has never been able to understand the essence of Tai Chi.

This is not because Gao Zhengyang hides his own private affairs, but mainly because Lao Cangtou is too old and illiterate, and his understanding of the world is very simple.

It is impossible to understand the artistic conception of Tai Chi in spirit, and it is impossible to understand the subtle power of Tai Chi in body.

On the fourth morning after arriving at Lao Cangtou's house, Gao Zhengyang had breakfast and continued to practice Tai Chi.

Tai Chi, which had been practicing for more than 20 years, has been deeply rooted in his soul.

Even if he changed to a young body, Gao Zhengyang quickly found the feeling. The feeling deep in the soul.

After four days, Gao Zhengyang practiced boxing with extreme strength and ate 100 kilograms of meat.

This is not enough to change his body shape, but his skin has become a little more shiny. There have been earth-shaking changes inside his body.

The external soul and body are already blending in milk, and there is no problem.

The coordination of the body, soul and soul also allowed Gao Zhengyang to gradually find his feelings.

Again facing Chaoyang, Gao Zhengyang felt his mind was empty and fulfilled, and he reached a very wonderful state.

The force of holding the bird's tail, lazily tying clothes, single whip, one move and one gesture, the force of combining hardness and softness seeps from the muscles into the bones and internal organs, and finally integrates with the spirit and intention.

Reading thousands of books and writing is like a god. The same is true for practicing boxing.

At this time, Gao Zhengyang naturally let go of all distracting thoughts, his mind is like a mirror, and he can see through all subtle changes.

He was killed in the middle of the fu, traveled through time and space, and came to this world. He went from a peak strongman to a miserable dementia boy.

It would be fake to say that Gao Zhengyang had no idea.

But in the face of the ups and downs of fate, Gao Zhengyang faced it calmly with the mentality of a brave man.

All the changes are just grinding in his opinion. Only after all the grinding can life shine brightly.

Gao Zhengyang is born with a stoic personality, and his experience has tempered his strong will.

After a few days of deliberate rest, the spirit of boxing finally burst out.

Embodied in boxing, it is as strong as thunder, as strong as a mountain, as thick as the earth, as grand as the sky.

Among the familiar moves, Gao Zhengyang gradually found the feeling of his previous life and exerted his will and momentum, and there was a god in his boxing technique.

Lao Cangtou was also slowly punching together, but as Gao Zhengyang's fist intention changed, he felt the god in it.

Lao Cangtou looked blankly, his wrinkled old face was happy, excited, and moved, and his expression changed.

This punch is a brave fist. If you dare to fight against everything, nothing can suppress him, nothing can stop him, including the most powerful destiny.

Gao Zhengyang did not explain the essence of boxing, but Lao Cangtou understood, his boxing intention, his ambition, his courage and indomitableness, his magnanimity, and the gods in his boxing.

This does not mean that he learned it. It is a kind of enlightenment.

It was like the woodcutter Zhong Ziqi listening to Boya playing the piano. Without any explanation, he could understand the emotions and meaning of the piano music.

But this doesn’t mean that Zhong Ziqi can play the piano. It’s one thing to understand, and it’s another thing to do.

What's more, Lao Cangtou does not have the spirituality of Zhong Ziqi. He can understand the gods in Gao Zhengyang's fist because Gao Zhengyang's interpretation is so wonderful and outstanding.

Gao Zhengyang realized that his boxing skills were actually a bit awkward. After all, his body was too immature and his strength could not be subtle.

But from the perspective of boxing spirit, it is one step further than when it was the peak of the previous life.

Traveling through time and space and transforming into another person is also an extremely valuable experience.

Only by experiencing it yourself can you understand that feeling. Only by having all kinds of feelings can you develop the pride of moving against the will of heaven.

This did not come out of thin air, nor could it come out of thin air.

Just like a person says climbing Mount Everest is nothing. Such words are meaningful only if you stand on the top of Mount Everest.

Otherwise, this is just a joke. It's not worth a joke.

The twists and turns of fate are like a furnace. Gao Zhengyang did not melt the furnace, but instead tempered his own impurities and trained himself to make a hundred steelmaking.

Gao Zhengyang also knew that his ability to punch such a powerful boxing was not only a matter of experience, but his spiritual power was much stronger than before.

Deep in his eyebrows, there seemed to be some kind of power that was constantly expanding, making him feel his eyebrows swell.

It's like something is about to drill out of it.

It is difficult to explain the reason for this change for the time being. He speculated that it might be a change caused by time traveling through time and space.

Even the soul can be reincarnated, but there is nothing unusual about the change of spiritual power.

After a set of punches, Gao Zhengyang put on a stand of Wuji stake.

He stood there motionless, but his muscles and muscles were all moving. The subtle trembling of bones and flesh was like sifting sand, constantly refining the force, entering the flesh and bones into the blood.

No matter how brilliant Gao Zhengyang's boxing intention is, he must use it in his body. Through the Wuji Stance, he will continuously strengthen his body and strengthen his control over the body.

On the other hand, through such high-intensity practice, the fusion of titanium electrode alloy and bones can be accelerated.

Super-intensity practice will damage the body to a certain extent.

In contrast, the torn pain that comes back from the body's nerves are nothing.

Now we must complete the first stage of integration as soon as possible and master the power of self-protection.

Some physical injuries can be ignored for the time being.

As for the most dangerous second stage fusion, Gao Zhengyang will try his best to delay time.

When Gao Zhengyang opened his eyes again, he found that his shadow was slightly slanted, and it was already past noon.

Old Cangtou, who was waiting next to him, hurriedly came over and said, "Let's have dinner, I'm ready."

The old Cangtou's tone and posture of speaking was less slick and more respectful.

It surprised Gao Zhengyang. I wonder what the old man was doing.

After eating and drinking, resting for a while, Gao Zhengyang continued to practice boxing.

This time, Lao Cangtou stopped practicing. He was watching quietly from the side, his eyes changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Gao Zhengyang practiced boxing until evening, after dinner, practiced for another hour before returning to the house to rest.

Lao Cangtou, who had been lying down, sat up when he heard the movement and called Gao Zhengyang, "Zhengyang, are you going to sleep?"

The old man suddenly screamed so intimately that Gao Zhengyang was about to get goosebumps.

"Just say it just by saying something." Gao Zhengyang said directly.

Old Cangtou smiled apologized and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's just that you practice boxing today and remember your father. He was far inferior to you when he was as old as you."
To be continued...