Su Qinian sorted out his own life, from the Turtle Snake Kung Fu, which was the foundation of the Xuanhuang Earth Wudang lineage, to the life-breaking knife, the Great Light Fist, the spiritual ecstasy technique, and even the true meaning of the Dragon Subduing Palm, which contains the sealing method.
Shen Dharma, Time Path, etc.
He has mastered a lot of practice methods, especially after setting foot in the vast starry sky. There are also many practice methods in the remains of some enemies after they were killed, but most of them are not in line with the Tao methods he has understood, so he only scanned them briefly and did not
Even if you go deep into it, you won’t practice it.
As for Taoism, when he was in the Xuanhuang Land, he had some understanding of the Tao of Light, and he also dabbled in the Five Elements, Zhiyang, and Zhiyin. However, it was time and void that established his strongest combat power.
Big taboo law.
Different from the original war blood of the human race, Taoism is imprinted on the heavens, and communicating with Taoism actually borrows power from heaven.
There is a certain danger in this. Although many practitioners will not encounter it, Su Qinian gave up his previous thoughts after being struck by the Jue Dao Nail.
It is better to seek your own way than to seek the way of all things.
But as the master has lived from ancient times to the present, and has also penetrated the law of sealing into the heavens, this level is beyond his understanding.
How to seek your own way?
If he abandons Taoism, he is obviously not too smart. In the killing field in the extremity area, if he had both Taoism and Taoism, and transformed into primitive battle blood, Su Qinian would be sure to beat the quasi-king Natagu to death.
A full day passed.
Su Qinian opened his eyes and saw a pair of big, bright, black eyes. He was lying on a wooden bed, and next to him were Mang Feng and Mang Yu, the little brother and sister who had brought him to the Dahe Tribe.
"Brother Su, you're awake. Why don't you know how to eat? You've been sitting there all day and you've fainted from hunger. If you hadn't discovered it earlier, you might have been picked up by a wild wolf." The older Mang Feng couldn't help but blame him.
He said, "This is the Heavenly Road and the Heavenly Pass. My parents once told me that if they died in the battle, we, brother and sister, would practice together in the future and continue to fight against foreigners and block the Heavenly Cave. My sister and I have agreed to wait.
When we grow up, we want to go together to the place where my father and mother once fought. The old patriarch said that you are light and healthy, with full energy and blood. Why don't you practice well? Blood debt can be paid with blood..."
A child of seven or eight years old was chattering there, but Su Qinian was not bored at all. A long-lost warmth arose in his heart. This was a period of pure time, so pure that he had no other thoughts, just to fight against the aliens and stick to it.
In the ancestral land, no one has the heart to intrigue and deceive each other, and the heart of the human heart is filled with the blood of war.
"Okay, I promise you that you will practice well." Su Qinian looked at the two brothers and sister and said solemnly.
He never takes his promises lightly, but today he made a promise to two little guys who didn't know if it was true or not. This is an inheritance derived from the blood of war and a bond of blood.
He was infected by the pure human heart of this ancient third era. On this heavenly road, the human race fought to the end, and the endless tombs were their most sacred destination.
Perhaps they will never be able to return home again, but this road to heaven will always leave the mark of their battles.
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The next day, Su Qinian brought some pieces of dried wild beast meat. It was also his carelessness and he forgot that he had transformed and became a mortal body. His cultivation level was no longer. Some of his past habits needed to be changed to avoid causing trouble again.
What a joke, and more importantly, in the depths of the Sky Road, in the torn sky cave, at some point, a flood of dark races will emerge again. If he is still so weak, he will not be able to escape death.
Even now, ordinary wild beasts in this wilderness are enough to kill him. He looked around and spent twice as much time as before to return to the place of quiet enlightenment yesterday.
One day, two days, three days... ten days passed.
In the past ten days, Su Qinian would go to the bank of the Huangmang River every day to meditate and deduce his own path. However, in the eyes of many tribesmen in the Dahe tribe, he became an idle daze. At the beginning of his practice, he worked hard to strengthen his energy and blood and penetrate the heavenly veins.
It's the foundation. It's all the work of water milling. Wherever you sit there, you can open up the heavenly veins and refine the blood.
Not to mention that on the road to heaven, no one believes that there is a shortcut. The truly invincible method is achieved through a life-and-death struggle.
"This man is already useless. I don't think we should give him any more food. The meat of wild beasts should be given to those who need it more."
"Yes, let him find food by himself. I hope he can awaken a trace of his bloody nature."
"Forget it, the old clan leader has made a rule that new members of the tribe can practice and recuperate for a month, and have blood and food provided by the clan. The rules must not be broken. I hope he can wake up a little bit and at least be able to protect himself a little bit.
Power."
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Many members of the Dahe Tribe shook their heads, some of them couldn't stand it. On the road to heaven, in the wilderness, they couldn't afford to slack off at all, because they could face death at any time.
"We believe him."
Only the brother and sister Mangfeng remained steadfast. The two little guys were outstanding. Even though Mangyu was only four years old, he persisted to the end of every medicinal bath. He persisted more than those teenagers in their early teens.
The elders and patriarchs personally stretched their muscles and bones, laying the foundation for them to enter their teenage years and start their spiritual path.
In the blink of an eye, twenty days passed.
Su Qinian sat quietly by the bank of the Huangmang River. Even after the first ten days, he stopped getting up and instead ordered the Mangfeng brothers and sisters to bring food.
This made some Dahe tribe members even more disgusted. However, the old patriarch came once and Su Qinian told him that he was practicing. The old patriarch was startled at first, then nodded with a smile, and turned around without asking any questions.
Leave.
Practice?
Some people shook their heads, no matter how they looked at it, it didn't look like the blood refining realm of meditation, on this heavenly road, was even more outrageous than the dark race embracing the light.
On the twenty-eighth day, the morning light has not yet arrived.
In front of the Dahe Tribe, in the wild river, three miles upstream, a huge and slender figure emerged.
boom!
The next moment, the river exploded, and a blue wild python that was as thick as a millstone and nearly ten feet long rose up. Its eyes like blood-colored lamps fell towards the clusters of wooden houses on the downstream bank. From its ferocious mouth, green water dripped down.
The green saliva corroded the surface of the river, and bursts of blue smoke rose up. A large number of river fish were poisoned to death, and their bellies turned white.
"Two-star desolate beast, Green Poison Dragon Python!"
Even at dawn, the old patriarch, who was not yet asleep, was instantly aware of the approach of the terrifying aura.
Almost at the same time, many tribesmen rushed out of the wooden house with fighting guns. After seeing the terrifying figure less than three miles away, they all changed their colors.
The Green Poison Dragon Python is not only a two-star desolate beast, but also has an extremely thin true dragon bloodline, and its body is stronger than that of ordinary two-star desolate beasts. Even a strong person with a perfect bone tempering perfection would find it difficult to leave scars on its body.
Not to mention that in the entire Dahe Tribe, there is only one Bone Tempering Realm master with exhausted Qi and blood, the old patriarch. (Please subscribe)