Liang De ended his true nature meditation and returned to the dream state where Yuan Tianren used the dream-recalling method to attach himself to him. After a complete true nature meditation, there were a few gray and black turbid breaths in the martial arts soul.
That is the initial condensation, the authenticity that has not yet fully formed.
Liang De gathered it in one place and moved it to the palm of his hand, forming a cloud of gray-black billowing smoke, like loose ink soaked in water.
"What's the use of this thing?"
"Have you ever had a snowball fight?"
"ah?"
Yuan Tianren's old face showed an expression of memories:
"When I was a little kid in the fifth grade of elementary school, I was hit by a snowball from the next class and got a two-centimeter-deep gash on my face. I needed dozens of stitches in the hospital. It didn't go away until my martial arts skills were successful and I was completely reborn.
That scar.
Do you know why the snowballs of ordinary primary school students are so lethal?"
"Uh...could it be that he looks like an ordinary elementary school student, but actually has a neighbor, the weirdo Dr. Fatty, who developed a lot of amazing props for him, including the Wind Blade Killing Snowball?"
Yuan Tianren shook his head and said:
"It's glass shards, he added glass shards.
The physical education committee member of the next class broke the glass in the classroom and mixed it into the snowball, and won the victory in one fell swoop. Later, when we had snowball fights in elementary school, we would add stones, nails and broken glass to the snowball, and the world became troubled from then on."
Yuan Tianren shook his head vicissitudes of life, as if 1024g of bloody memories of elementary school flashed through his eyes.
The martial arts style of your school is so strong, and the students' practical abilities are so strong. I'm afraid it would have to reduce its number by two-thirds after a heavy snowfall. God is kind to students, so I suggest that the school be moved to a tropical area.
"What does this have to do with authenticity?"
"Extraordinary power is the snowball, unformed reality is the broken glass.
You can mix the fragments of true nature into the internal force and try it against the pure internal force and you will understand."
Liang De didn't understand, so he used his natural power with both fists. Under Chang Duanxuan's unmerciful training, he repeatedly used his natural power to heal his injuries. Now he is the most proficient in using this internal power.
My heart hurts when I think about this. Why am I so skilled? How many times have I been beaten to death?
Liang De looked at his hands. His left hand was pure innate divine power, with a shiny amber inner force. The inner force on his right hand was added with fragments of true nature. The color became turbid, and there were many small gray and black dots, as if black sesame was added.
of condensed milk.
The two fists collided, and the pure amber internal force immediately collapsed, like an egg hitting a stone, or the soft cheek of a fifth-grade primary school student hitting a snowball with broken glass. He had no time to resist, and was defeated in an instant, just like a cute boy.
Xuecai and Dongma's mistress are at odds with each other.
"This is the power of will. When your true nature is fully formed, extended with extraordinary power as a carrier, and completely merged into one, the power will be several times stronger than it is now. As for the extent to which it can be achieved, it depends on your strength.
Strength of belief and capacity for extraordinary power.
Innate divine power is an inner strength and mental method developed by Lao Chang based on his true nature [Wanhua Xuyuan]. Although it cannot be compared with the real Wanhua Xuyuan, it has good compatibility with all kinds of true natures. Waiting for you
If you feel that your natural divine power is no longer suitable for carrying your true nature, you need to find new methods or improve and create new methods on your own."
Yuan Tianren explained a few more tips about refining and using the true nature, and instructed Liang De to evenly infiltrate the true nature fragments into the internal force, increase the intensity, and wait for one hour to expire before waving his sleeves to send Liang De out of the dream.
The third 48 hours, the last 48 hours.
Chang Duanxuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a serious look on his face, and said: "Liang De, your Golden Snake Wrapping Hands and battlefield internal strength healing methods have already been completed, and there will be no significant improvement if you continue to train. You need to continue to practice hard and grind in the water in the future.
time.
In the last two days, I will teach you the most concise and sharp moves in the ancient Dongguo boxing method, as well as some of the fierce killing moves of Duan Shui Shui Karate, so that you can master the active offensive style and achieve both offense and defense."
"Okay, Teacher Chang, can you give me two secret books so I can preview them first."
"No need, the body is the most profound memory of martial arts. I will demonstrate these killing moves on you in turn. While teaching, I will cultivate your martial ethics."
"Teacher Chang, if you want to hit me, just say so. What does this have to do with martial ethics? Isn't your martial ethics just the fear of death?"
"It's not fear of death, it's reverence for life.
Only when you know how painful it is to be hit by these killing moves, will you know how to be respectful, cautious, and respect yourself and others.
Never take action unless absolutely necessary. Once you do, beat the opponent to death as quickly as possible to prevent him from suffering for a long time.
Okay, bite on this copper-leaf bamboo pipe."
Chang Duanxuan took out a blue bamboo tube that was harder than steel and asked Liang De to bite it. He then passed a piece of cloth through the bamboo tube and tied a knot behind Liang De's head.
The same bamboo tube as Kamado Nezuko... What does Old Man Chang mean? Although I really want to bite him, I'm just thinking about it.
Chang Duanxuan carefully tied the cloth strip, making sure it would not fall off, and said kindly: "This way, you don't have to worry about the pain causing you to bite your tongue and kill yourself. Even if you don't bite your tongue, it won't be good to break your throat and disturb others."
What?!
Before Liang De could cry out, Tian Ling Gai seemed to be penetrated by a frozen steel drill. Severe pain and violent impact came suddenly from top to bottom. His skull was cracked! His cervical vertebrae were broken! His spine was bent! His tibia was broken!
Duan Shui Shui Karate, the twelve successes can break the head and feet.
Chang Duanxuan retracted his right leg, Liang De knelt down on the ground one by one, and immediately used his natural power at the fastest speed to repair the damage to the brain, bones and internal organs caused by this blow, which was dangerous and dangerous.
I almost fainted.
However, Chang Duanxuan's cold and hard fist did not allow Liang De enough time to recover. The punch hit his face directly, and the sound of bone cracking added a few more undulations and edges to his colorful but ordinary facial features.
The smell of blood spreads with the strong wind of fists and feet.
Being beaten, beaten, beaten, kept being beaten.
Fight back, fight back, fight with all your life to fight back.
Two black shadows flashed rapidly in the martial arts hall, and the place was in a mess, like a raging typhoon.
Liang De struggled to hold on under Chang Duanxuan's torrential attack, occasionally fighting back, and then his hand was broken.
Use kung fu to heal injuries, imitate Chang Duanxuan's moves, continue to fight back, continue to be beaten, and continue to heal.
All the bones in his body were broken countless times, and blood, snot, tears, hot sweat, and saliva flowed out uncontrollably, almost becoming a body fluids slam.
The last 48 hours were as long as the evening self-study on a sultry summer night in my senior year of high school.
Silence, dull pain, persistence.
Imitation, learning, improvement.
…
On the morning of the eighth day, the dim rising sun shone into the silent Lu Academy Martial Arts Hall.
A bamboo tube with copper leaves bitten into twisted fibers was thrown beside the bare feet. The strip of cloth was dyed dark red. The toes, which looked more like metal weapons than biological limbs, flexed hard, amidst the sound of the wood breaking.
It dug directly into the thick floor beneath my feet.
There was silence for so long that a hoarse voice sounded, and a man gasped, word by word:
"Hybrid power, explosive mode, strong push back feeling and sudden jab!"
The huge sound that blasted through the air violently broke the brief peace of the Lu Academy Martial Arts Hall.