In fact, everyone has a rebellious heart rate, even gods are no exception.
If these eighteen pictures were very easy for Xiang Que to practice and mastered within a few months, such an idea might pop up in his head.
"It happened so quickly. Is it because I have great talent or is this thing just a trick?"
If he had mastered it in three or two months, Xiang Que might have thought this way: "It seems a bit fake. Although those barbarians can also master it, it's not too easy. I highly doubt it!"
If you join, you will be able to master the magical skills in just one month, and you will be rewarded with the Great Way. Xiang Que will probably just turn these eighteen pictures into a ball of waste paper and then step on it a few times.
"Fuck you, isn't this a lie..."
Therefore, when three months passed and Xiang Que could not even pose for the first picture and let his breath circulate throughout his body, this kind of voice kept ringing in his head.
"Magical skill, this must be a magical skill. A person as good and talented as me, who enjoys the destiny of heaven, can't even practice the first move. This is definitely a body-tempering magical power..."
Yes, people are so mean. The easier it is to get it, the more likely it is to feel fake. The more difficult it is to cultivate, the more you will think it is a magical skill.
Nothing wrong!
About a year later, Xiang Que in the cave was awkwardly assuming the posture in the first picture. The aura of heaven began to circulate from the top of his head to his feet. There were thin beads of sweat on Xiang Que's forehead, and his body seemed to be covered with blood.
A heavy rain made me feel soaked through, and then the bones all over my body made a crisp sound, and the breath under my feet suddenly came out from the soles of my feet.
At this time, Xiang Que suddenly noticed that his body suddenly became lighter. The feeling that had once tortured him to death completely disappeared, and then the muscles on the surface of his body seemed to become angular in an instant.
Got up.
"Huh..." Xiang Quechang exhaled, slowly put away his hands and feet, and then slowly stood up, closing his eyes and feeling the changes in his body.
You can't feel the clear changes, but Xiang Que feels that his flesh and blood seem to be tougher. It's like kneading dough. There are definitely two states before and after kneading.
"Is this what it feels like in the initial stage of rebirth?" Xiang Que licked his chapped lips, nodded and said, "Not bad. The ancients have not deceived me. No wonder the barbarian's fighting power is so explosive. If he follows the example of General Shi
If you can practice all eight pictures, that person will really be as tough as iron."
"One picture a year, eighteen pictures for eighteen years?"
Xiang Que has a vague feeling that this will be an extremely long process, lasting more than eighteen years, and it should be increasingly difficult in the future.
Xiang Que's guess turned out to be quite correct. The first picture took one year.
The second picture was directly doubled and turned a corner, and it took two and a half years.
By the time of the third picture, it has already been four years.
The path is still the same, but the process is very complicated and unbearable.
Xiang Que had imagined this in his mind when he was looking at the fourth picture.
"I have been to the eighteen levels of hell, and I have seen the suppressed evil spirits in each level of hell. I know that they are subject to the punishments in hell all the time, such as pans of oil, mountains of knives, seas of fire, tongue pulling, and digging.
Eyes...wait, wait, but I never know what the punishment of these evil spirits feels like."
"But now I know that these eighteen pictures are actually equivalent to me starting from the first level of hell, and then going through the suffering of the eighteen levels of hell backwards."
"If this cycle is repeated, it will be unreasonable for people not to become Buddhas!"
Xiang Que had a vague feeling that the experience of these eighteen body-tempering magical powers really seemed to have something to do with being tortured in the eighteenth level of hell. Just take the first painting when he practiced it, and it seemed that all the bones in his body had been burned.
Beating it with a hammer is one of the punishments in hell, called bone refining.
But if there is any relationship, he can't tell now. It all depends on how he feels after practicing.
At this time, Xiang Que also understood another problem, which was that not all of the barbarians had completed cultivating the body tempering magical power. He estimated that the vast majority of them had only completed the third or fourth picture.
He couldn't go on with it, because it took Xiang Que five years to barely see the light of the fifth picture, and he almost collapsed to death. He didn't believe that any of those barbarians could make it this far.
Because there is no cultivation, the lifespan of a person who has entered the Qitian, Dao and other realms is limited, but it will end after living for one hundred and eighty years. When he was on Manzi Island, there were many old people among them, so Xiang Que
It is estimated that these people's lifespan will not last more than a hundred years, so it is absolutely impossible for them to practice without eating or drinking their whole life, so reaching the fourth or fifth level may be the limit.
It is possible that the barbarian leader has been trained to around the fourth picture, otherwise how could he be the boss?
In fact, that is to say, even if Xiang Que is released from seclusion now, his body tempering is still relatively good. If I want to describe it simply, he is definitely invincible at the same level.
But I am idle, and there is peace in the Cave Heaven Paradise. I think that if I go out, I will just eat and wait for death to break through the tribulation, so it is better to continue to retreat here.
Xiangque has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and the Cave Heaven Paradise is still as dull as ever. If there is anything slightly different, it is that the Tianzhou Sect ended the mountain closure ban in advance, and then some people began to walk in the Cave Heaven Paradise.
The two sects of Tianzhou and Yunshan each detached some of their manpower to carry out patrol duties in the Cave Heaven Paradise. The main purpose is to tell those sects that are too deeply involved with the immortal world that you had better calm down during this period, otherwise Yunshan and
Tianzhou may join forces and come to visit.
The endings of Sanqing Temple, Yaochi Sect and Tianji Pavilion are the most realistic portrayals.
The strong alliance between the two sects is indeed very effective, at least on the surface everything is developing as expected.
A hundred years passed quietly like a fleeting moment.
Yunshan is booming day by day, and is well organized by Nan Sijin. The disciples of the mountain sect have already exceeded 100,000, shocking the world. The entire Mashan Cave has actually become the Yunshan Sect.
As for the leader of Yunshan Sect, he has also not appeared for about a hundred years. No one in the sect knows what he is doing and where he is. It seems that Nan Sijin is the well-deserved leader of the sect.