"You have said so much, can we practice?"

Hearing Fang Yi's explanation, Peng Bin's eyes were shining. He had been practicing external skills. He had been pursuing these years of pursuit of how to make his body stronger. Now that he knows that this body refining technique has such a miraculous effect, Peng Bin can't hold back.

"It's hard to say. Internal martial arts cannot be practiced randomly, but the body refining skills should be fine, right?" Fang Yi looked at the words, hesitated for a while before nodding, and said, "But this martial arts are incomplete, I don't know how much it can be practiced..."

The internal breathing method is a method to guide the operation of true qi in the body. Different techniques are used, and the routes of true qi running are also different. If you change the technique rashly, the true qi may enter the fork in the way and become possessed by the evil spirit. Therefore, those who practice internal martial arts often follow one subject and end up with one.

But the body refining technique is not the case. When it is practicing, it will not produce true qi at all, nor will it guide the true qi to run in the body. According to Fang Yi's analysis, both he and Peng Bin should be able to practice this technique, but the technique is incomplete. Fang Yi doesn't know if it will have any impact on cultivation.

"What do you care about so much? Brother, teach me, I'll try practicing now..." Peng Bin didn't know the dangers of practicing at all, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. After so many years of fighting black boxing, Peng Bin had not spent that day in danger.

"Okay, brother, I will teach you first..." After hearing Peng Bin's words, Fang Yi felt a sudden heart. Practice was originally a matter of competing with the heavens to go against the sky. He was concerned about his work, but his state of mind was not as open-minded as that of his elder brother.

After figuring this joint, Fang Yi felt relieved. Although this body refining technique was just a broken article, it was also a rare opportunity for Fang Yi, because judging from the obscure and difficult sentences of this technique, it is very likely that it was inherited from ancient times, rather than the techniques practiced by Fang Yi, which were all modified by later generations.

Fang Yi did not rush to explain the martial arts to Peng Bin, but went out first and asked someone to call Ah Hu. He was not very familiar with this martial arts. He must be careful during the practice and was even more afraid of being disturbed. He called Ah Hu, but asked him to help him and Peng Bin guard the gate.

After Ah Hu was guarding the outer gate, Fang Yi felt relieved and spoke to Peng Bin: "Brother, take off your clothes..."

"Take off your clothes, do you still need to take off your clothes when practicing this technique?" Peng Bin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he still took off his clothes. Peng Bin's injury on his right rib had not healed yet, and the newly grown flesh was bright red, which looked very eye-catching.

"I want to see the reaction of your body muscles when practicing." Fang Yi explained, and then recited the method of breathing and breathing to Peng Bin word by word.

This kind of exercise is much more complicated than the Taoist method of breathing and breathing. One breath is divided into several steps to inhale into the body. There are several nodes that need to be paid attention to when exhaling. It took Fang Yi more than an hour to explain it to Peng Bin.

"I'll try it first..." After understanding it, Peng Bin could no longer hold it back and stood up. Unlike Taoist meditation, this breathing method requires standing up, which is somewhat similar to standing stances.

"Take a deep breath, pause, and suck again..."

While Peng Bin was practicing, Fang Yi kept saying a word to guide him. Peng Bin, who was not familiar with this technique, gradually began to adapt after taking several consecutive breaths. However, it took seven or eight minutes between inhalation, and Fang Yi could not see any effect for a while.

"Is this body refining technique also very burden on the body?"

For some reason, Fang Yi discovered that Peng Bin, who had only had a few simple breaths, had sweat oozing from his forehead, and his whole body was trembling slightly, and the originally subtle breathing sound also became thicker.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, Fang Yi suddenly became nervous. It doesn't matter if the exercises are not done. If this causes damage to the body, the problem will be great.

"Look at it again, if you don't work, stop your brother's cultivation..." Fang Yi stared at Peng Bin with all his attention. As long as he found something wrong, he would knock Peng Bin out and interrupt his cultivation.

"Hmm? The drums and bells sounded together?"

Just when Fang Yi was nervous, Peng Bin, who was standing there, seemed to be wandering outside the sky, suddenly made a "crackling" sound in his body. This sound might not be loud in other people's ears, but Fang Yi knew that this was the sound of the bones of the body under extremely stretched.

After Fang Yi's practice, he would make a similar sound when he stretched his body, but that was only because he deliberately made such a sound of drums and bells ringing. Fang Yi could not do it when he was completely stretched in an unconscious state like Peng Bin.

At the same time, Fang Yi saw Peng Bin's muscles trembling at a very fast frequency. If Fang Yi had not had the strong spiritual consciousness and had been paying attention to it, he would probably not have seen such trembling, because the frequency of trembling was very subtle, so subtle that it was almost difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

Peng Bin, who was originally a little painful on his face, obviously felt much more comfortable under this tremor, and his face slowly calmed down. He had already entered a very strange state, completely subconsciously performing the breathing method to guide his own practice.

Fang Yi, who was observing Peng Bin, his face was constantly changing. At first, Fang Yi was worried, but then he was puzzled, but in the end, Fang Yi looked shocked because he discovered a change in Peng Bin again.

Peng Bin's continuous exercise over the years made his skin very tough and muscle mass very obvious. In addition to some scars, his skin also looked very smooth and delicate. However, as Peng Bin's muscles kept shaking, some fine sweat gradually repelled from Peng Bin's pores.

Unlike the sweat flowing in daily exercise, the sweat that Peng Bin expelled was filled with a stinky smell that made Fang Yi, who was shocked, could only close his sense of smell before he could continue to observe.

"This... is this removing impurities in the body?" Fang Yi murmured to himself, his eyes full of shock. He had never expected that Peng Bin had such a magical effect just after his first contact with the body refining technique.

Fang Yi practiced Taoist mental methods and also had a certain body refining effect, but the effect was extremely weak. Only when he advanced would he find that there were some intra-body secretions on his body surface with a foul smell.

In Fang Yi's view, these are completely useless impurities in the body. It is these impurities that make babies who have a mouthful of innate energy at birth gradually become vulgar and heavy, and no matter what kind of practice is, they are eliminating these impurities.

The more this impurity is eliminated, the more pure the body will become. So far, Fang Yi has only had this experience three times in total. After each experience, Fang Yi will find that his body becomes more and more light and agile, as if he has escaped many shackles.

Peng Bin also had this experience. After Fang Yi helped him heal his injuries and from the outside to the inside, Peng Bin once excreted some impurities in his body, but that was a accumulation of Peng Bin's practice for decades, and this time Peng Bin only practiced for more than half an hour.

The changes in Peng Bin's body were not only there, but the wound under his right rib seemed to be recovering. With the repeated trembling, Fang Yi found that the bright red flesh and blood seemed to have become tougher. Although the color of the skin next to him was still a little different, the difference was not much.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yi felt hot. If he hadn't been to protect Peng Bin, he would have wished he would immediately practice according to the breathing method.

Fortunately, Peng Bin's cultivation did not last too long. After more than ten minutes, Peng Bin's body tremble began to become weak. When the trembling completely stopped, Peng Bin also opened his eyes.

"Brother, how do you feel?" Fang Yi saw Peng Bin wake up and asked quickly.

"Comfortable, so comfortable, it seems like you're full of energy!"

Peng Bin didn't know how to describe his current state. He just felt that he was incredibly good and seemed to be full of strength. Even an elephant in front of him could kill him with one punch.

"Brother, you punch me..." Fang Yi waved to Peng Bin. The two of them often competed when they were in the Wild Man Mountain. Fang Yi was very familiar with Peng Bin's power.

"Okay, brother, be careful!" Peng Bin was also energetic and had nowhere to vent. He nodded immediately and hit Fang Yi's chest with his right fist.

"Hmm? Why is it so powerful?"

Fang Yi also stretched out his right hand and gave in half a step. With a gentle touch on Peng Bin's fist, he was about to remove Peng Bin's fist. However, what Fang Yi did not expect was that the power of Peng Bin's punch was no longer the same as before. Fang Yi only removed 80% of the force, but the other 20% of the force was really hit on him.

However, just as Peng Bin hit Fang Yi's chest, the muscles in Fang Yi's chest suddenly sank down, completely removing the last 20% of the force.

"Brother, your strength has increased by at least 30%!"

Although he was not injured, Fang Yi's shock was beyond words. Just one practice actually increased Peng Bin's physical strength so much. If he hadn't felt it personally, Fang Yi would not have believed that this technique had such a miraculous effect.

"Hahaha, I finally didn't go to Thailand in vain!"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin suddenly burst into laughter excitedly. He had just made his right fist, but he didn't feel any discomfort under his right rib. This shows that his practice had recovered from his injuries.

"Grandma, what's so smelly?" When Peng Bin laughed, he suddenly smelled a foul smell. During the time he was in the Wild Man Mountain, he was particularly sensitive to the smell. After smelling this smell, Peng Bin almost vomited it out.
Chapter completed!