Shen Luo hurriedly straightened up from the water, glanced around, then looked inside the boat for a long time, and then slowly immersed his body back into the water, his face a little gloomy.
He seemed to have accidentally gotten into trouble and released something he shouldn't have released.
Shen Luo frowned, raised his hand and gently touched the tooth mark on his right shoulder, and found that there was no pain at all, and the skin there did not break or bleed, just like the tooth mark. It's just like painting.
But he clearly remembered that before he fell into coma, his right shoulder was indeed bitten by the ghost-headed skeleton. He even clearly remembered the coldness when the teeth touched his skin. .
Shenluo thought for a moment, then picked up some river water, sprinkled it on the tooth marks, and rubbed it with a little force. The result was that the surrounding skin was only slightly red, and there was nothing else. Other changes.
The dark red color on the tooth mark seems to be caused by blood stasis, and I don’t know if it can be eliminated after a period of time.
Shen Luo thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give it up temporarily.
He waited until most of the hot feeling in his body had gradually faded away. He grabbed the edge of the stern with both hands and used his arms to force himself to climb back onto the boat.
Who would have imagined that as soon as he exerted force on his side, the entire stern of the boat suddenly sank as if it had been hit by a boulder, and was directly buried under the water, while half of the boat was connected to the bow. The body was raised high, pointing towards the sky.
In the cabin, there was a "dinging" sound, and various things inside slid backwards.
Fortunately, Shen Luo had quick eyes and quick hands, and he quickly lifted up the stern of the boat that he had pushed down, and then the tilted bow fell into the water again, causing waves to splash and ripple on the water surface.
"What's going on?"
Shen Luo gently supported the swaying hull of the boat, looking straight at his hands, his eyes filled with dismay. A look of confidence.
Immediately, he turned around and faced the fast-flowing river on the other side. He raised a palm, exerted a little force, and slapped it towards the water.
I heard a dull sound from the river. It was as if a boulder weighing hundreds of kilograms had been smashed into the river. Suddenly, the water surged and the waves swelled, pushing a piece upstream against the current. The waves are ten feet high.
The water wave flew several feet away before its strength weakened and fell into the river again. However, there was a deep whirlpool left where his palm hit, and it gradually disappeared after a few breaths.
"How come my strength...has become so great?" Shen Luo stared at his palms, still feeling incredible.
He walked around the hull and climbed onto the rocky beach. He saw that the cables used to fix the hull had been broken by the force of the bow. In order to prevent The boat was washed away, and he quickly tied it back on.
Shen Luo turned around and looked left and right on the rocky beach for a while. He saw a stone the size of a human head on the ground with a fairly flat surface. He was next to it.Squat down.
I saw him stretching out his palm, making gestures on the stone, and suddenly gave a soft drink in his mouth, and then slapped it down with his palm.
There was a crisp sound of "pop"!
Shen Luo frowned, his palms felt a little painful, and he immediately took them back.
He lowered his head and glanced at the stone. A layer of dust was knocked off, leaving a clear slap mark, but the stone itself did not change at all.
Shen Luo rubbed his palms and stood up slowly, with an embarrassed smile on his face.
"Click"
But when he was about to turn around and return to the boat, there was a slight sound suddenly from his feet.
He frowned slightly, leaned down and touched the stone lightly with his hand. On the seemingly intact stone, spiderweb-like cracks appeared, and it was shattered into slag. .
Shen Luo's eyes suddenly lit up. He picked up the gravel on the ground and rubbed it gently. The corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.
When he first entered the Spring and Autumn Temple, Tian Tiesheng showed his "Qingyang Hand" in front of him. The scene of his palm slapping the stone table has always remained in his memory. His current strength is absolutely Not under that.
"What is going on? What happened when I passed out?" Shen Luo became more and more confused.
"Could it be that..."
A guess suddenly appeared in Shen Luo's mind that he had never dared to think about before.
In order to verify this guess, he quickly sat down cross-legged, hugged Yuan with his hands in front of him, and silently recited the formula of Xiao Huayang Kung in his heart, and the Yang Gang power in his body was mobilized and started to operate on its own. .
The moment he performed his skills, the red light immediately surged between his hands, and solid red threads about three inches long emerged from them, densely intertwined with each other, like a dragon shuttle. Form a huge round ball.
The red ball exuded bursts of warmth, even some scorching heat. In just a few breaths, the water vapor all over Shen Luo's body was evaporated, and his clothes were dried by the heat.
After ten breaths, Shen Luo suddenly took a deep breath, and the red threads surrounding him surged back, directly into his mouth and nose, making his entire face blush.
When the red light disappeared from his face, Shen Luo lowered his arms and slowly opened his eyes.
An irrepressible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly jumped up to a height of more than ten feet. When he landed, he stepped on a pebble and made a muffled "bang" sound. ring.
"The strength is full, the muscles and bones are light, the Yang Qi condenses outward like the red sun, and the Gang Qi is restrained, the face reflects the red clouds. This is the state of perfection." Shen Luo clenched his hands and murmured in his mouth. The contents of "Xiao Huayang Gong".
All the changes on his body at this moment all prove one thing: his Little Yang Hua Gong has been perfected!
"It's perfect, it's perfect...Haha, it's perfect!" He couldn't help but jumped up again, raised his arms and shouted.
However, as soon as he moved, he felt a dull pain in the meridians all over his body.
This pain made him suppress the excitement in his heart, and he began to lower his head and think about why he suddenly improved from the initial state of Xiaoyang Transformation Kung Fu to perfection overnight.
"Is it because of that ghost-headed figure?" Shen Luo subconsciously glanced at the tooth marks on his shoulder again.
It was after he was bitten by the ghost head that he fainted. When he woke up, he became like this. The only possible reason he could think of was this.
I just don’t have a clue as to why this is happening.
However, no matter what, the completion of this small yang-transforming skill is a great good thing.
According to Master Fengyang’s inference, this means that he has a few more years to live.
As long as during this period, he can obtain the qualification to practice the "Pure Yang Sword Art" or learn something from the "Unknown Heavenly Book", he is likely to extend his life again, and even truly embark on the road to immortality. There is hope too!