() In the martial arts journey, there is no way to judge the level of strength, only the realm.
Even such exquisite moves as the Dugu Nine Swords, if used by a three-year-old child, are not as good as the butcher's pig-killing handle. Realm is the foundation of all martial arts, and this foundation is of course the cultivation of internal strength.
The world is unfair, and people in the world have high and low martial arts qualifications, so their cultivation is often measured by the number of years. For example, if a person with superior qualifications practices for one year, it can be compared with ten years of ordinary people's achievements. This can be said to have ten years of internal strength. These ten years, of course, are based on
Ordinary people are the base number.
It takes at least fifty years of cultivation to reach the state of transformation.
Three hundred years should be used as the standard for cultivating the Yuan realm. As the name suggests, cultivating the Yuan is to use the body to nourish the vitality and sublimate it. If the foundation is not solid and the cultivation is insufficient, the inner strength will be lost at best, and the life will be lost at worst.
The realm of Ming Dao is the watershed in martial arts. At this time, it is no longer about cultivation, but about integrating the energy of heaven and earth into one's own martial arts to create one's own martial arts. At this stage, one can be called a martial arts master.
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Zhang Han had two great adventures in his life. One was the inherited treasure from Novice Village. He was not the only one to obtain this adventure. In the second world, thousands of people out of hundreds of millions of people have obtained this treasure. As long as the three
There are only three conditions: first, the mission of defending the village is successful, second, the person happens to be seriously injured, and third, someone risked his life to seek help.
The second greatest adventure was when the Sword Demon poured hundreds of years of his cultivation into Zhang Han's body and changed his life against the will of heaven. In today's world, only Zhang Han is so lucky.
However, looking at the life of a sword demon, he is like a lone star in the sky. His relatives are all killed in front of others. This behavior is reasonable. No matter how great your martial arts skills are, you can't escape your fate.
So he was possessed by the devil, so he chose to fight, even if it cost such a heavy price, but he had a clear conscience. Who can know whether it is a blessing or a curse on the path of Tao?
Zhang Han's inner strength cultivation is a tripartite, comparable to Yuan realm cultivation, but it also has a huge backlash. If the fusion is not successful, and he continues to practice crazily, the consequences will be disastrous. Only the Immortal Pavilion and his team are there.
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For players, the Eternal Life Pavilion is a secret realm, but Zhang Han's identity at this time is no longer an ordinary player, but a system figure, or an aborigine. For him, there is no such thing as a secret realm.
Many of Zhang Han's memories have disappeared. He only remembers his life in the village after waking up. He doesn't understand the rules of this world, or he doesn't understand them very well.
Now standing in front of the Changsheng Pavilion, he did not hesitate and stepped out.
In an instant, the scenery of heaven and earth changed.
He came to a bamboo forest.
Looking around, you can see the blue sky, white clouds, green bamboo forest, loft cabin and Bibo Lake.
What a paradise on earth!
An old man was sitting leisurely in the open space in front of the attic, with a chessboard in front of him, his head buried in meditation and silent.
Zhang Han approached, but the old man ignored him and continued to stare at the half of the chess game.
"I dare to ask the old gentleman, but..."
The old man waved his hand to signal to be silent.
Zhang Han had no choice but to stand aside quietly.
The sun rises and the sun sets, and this station lasts until the evening. The sun sets in the west, and the golden afterglow casts one after another on the lake.
The old man finally woke up from his meditation, stood up, rubbed his sore waist, and said to Zhang Han, "Come in, it's rare for you to be so patient. It seems that my old friend has trained you well."
Zhang Han was unmoved. He was patient? If the old man knew this comment, he would probably laugh out loud.
Zhang Han stood in front of the chessboard, staring at the endgame as if he was in a state of concentration.
The old man found out and said in surprise, "I can't believe that your enlightenment is so amazing. You actually have an epiphany here, okay, okay, haha."
This endgame happened half a year ago when a senior from Jianghu came here for fun and was under the command of Taoist Priest Tianxin of Changsheng Pavilion. He didn’t even think about getting to the middle of the game. The senior left on the pretext of having something to do and never came back. This harmed Tianxin.
Taoist priest, he spends half a day meditating here every day.
As a result, half a year has passed by and the endgame is still an endgame.
Zhang Han is not very knowledgeable about how to play chess, but she does have some experience. When she was in Novice Village, she often played simple dog egg chess with her friends using small stones. Later she played Go with the old man, etc.
Wait, it’s the level of entertainment so far.
He stood aside and waited for the old gentleman. Waiting was really boring, so he began to understand the end of the situation.
The chess pieces are divided into black and white. The old man holds the black chess and the other holds the white chess. The current chess game is more than half over, and the black chess is in danger, while the white chess has the advantage. But why is the old man unable to take action in such a situation? He can't figure it out, so he continues
Study.
However, they discovered that although white has an obvious advantage, it is not very easy to win. If one move is wrong, the whole game will be lost.
This aroused his interest, so he became absorbed in the chess game and couldn't extricate himself.
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The sun and the moon turn around, and it’s another sunny day.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Han suddenly shivered all over. He felt the wind coming from the lake and it was a bit cold.
After standing here for a whole day, Zhang Han was speechless.
He hurried to the attic and said, "Zhang Han pays homage to Mr. Zhang."
The door opened naturally, "Come in."
After entering the small building, Taoist Priest Tianxin sat firmly in the main seat of the hall and looked at Zhang Han with a smile.
"What did you gain yesterday?"
Zhang Han touched his head and said, "It's very vague. I'm very stupid and haven't figured out a way to solve it."
"Haha, if I were defeated by you overnight, I would be ashamed. My good friend has already written a letter. Please show me your letter."
Zhang Han respectfully handed over the envelope the old man gave him.
Taoist priest Tianxin opened it and looked at it for a long time, his face became more and more solemn, "I didn't expect it to be like this. It is difficult to handle. It is difficult to handle. There is no precedent for this."
Zhang Han was very nervous. After all, this was a matter of life and death for him. "Mr., is there any way to save him?"
"Although I have been researching the way to immortality for several years, this is the first time I have encountered your situation. Your master is an extraordinary person. He can do such things that defy nature and change your destiny. I admire you and admire you."
"In this case, you can stay here with me now, and I will study the math first, but I have a request."
Zhang Han cupped his fists and said, "Old sir, please speak."
"My Immortality Pavilion is inaccessible to outsiders without breaking through the secret realm. There are countless mediocre people in the world, and there are even more people who seek immortality. If I am troubled every day, I don't have to practice immortality. So I ask
Guiguzi created a secret realm for me to block out. Ordinary people need to pass three levels before they are qualified."
"Of these three levels, the first level is the maze array, the second level is the machine array, and the third level is the puppet array. But a few days ago, this third level was broken by someone and the puppets inside were destroyed.
I want you to go to the third gate to guard the gate!"
Zhang Han remembered what happened with the sign before entering Changsheng Pavilion, and realized that he was not here to break through the barrier, but to defend it.
The old gentleman said that someone destroyed the third stage of the puppet formation before. Could it be Shura that night?
Zhang Han was hesitant, worried about the limit of his nine moves.
Taoist Master Tianxin stroked his beard and smiled, "Don't worry, little friend, there is no talk of life or death in this secret realm. If you act boldly, you are still somewhat sure of your strength. Go, look at the entrance to the bamboo forest. There is a small door.
, you can reach the third level location after entering."
"Remember, we have to guard the gate for ten days and no one can pass through."
You don’t talk about life and death? Do you mean you don’t need to die?
Zhang Han rubbed his hands and his legs were shaking a little!
How long has he wanted to look up to the sky and laugh? How long has it been?
He never had a good fight!
Never been so happy!
Nine damn moves!
Go to hell!
Come, friends, you will be shocked!
Zhang Han turned around and disappeared. He was already so hungry and thirsty!
