Chapter 212 The General Secret of Qi Armor Condensation (2)
Gongyang Yu's foul language is out of habit, and it seems particularly unusual wherever he uses it. But at the moment, I am afraid that only these two words can express his feelings and shock.
Indeed, after reading the entire Qi Armor Condensation Formula, Feng Jueyu could no longer think of any other words to describe the power and mystery of this general formula.
The so-called general formula for condensing Qi Armor is to use spiritual objects as the basis, and absorb the spirituality in the spiritual objects into the body through a special method of movement. This kind of spirituality is a kind of vitality of heaven and earth, and cannot be compared with the true essence.
Mixing and mixing to enhance the skill can actually stay in the body, and then use the spiritual consciousness to transform the treasure armor style. After many times of tempering and condensation, it will finally be transformed into a material and intangible elemental force that fits the skin.
Below, a thin layer of membrane is formed.
It's just that this kind of membrane can reach a consensus with the spiritual consciousness after being tempered. It is the movement of the so-called divine consciousness that can activate the membrane to appear unique air armor in the body. The defensive power of this kind of air armor is extremely amazing, at the same level.
It is difficult for a master to destroy it, and it can effectively prevent sharp weapons from harming the body.
Speaking of which, the condensation of Qi Armor is so mysterious that Killer Feng almost associates this art with the so-called cultivation, otherwise he would not be able to think of any other explanation to explain this almost non-existent art.
However, the shocking thing was not that. What made the two of them feel like they were dreaming the most was: the air armor was not the most powerful.
There is a general formula for condensing Qi Armor: Qi Armor is the weakest skill among warriors to cultivate their bodies. Qi Armor is just the basis of True Yuan Gangqi. The body can be divided into four categories: Qi Armor, Spirit Armor, and Saint
Armor, divine armor...
Four categories of Qi Armor, one discipline with seven exercises...
In other words, the air armor can be divided into seven internal tempering sessions, also known as seven levels. Each time it is upgraded, the defense can be increased by one point, and it can even have different effects depending on the spirituality of the absorbed spiritual objects.
For example, the eggshell of Shuiyue Qilin is cold in nature and the five elements are water. After being absorbed and tempered, it can condense water into ice, and the armor is cold and freezing...
Of course, if you want to temper the air armor, you must often absorb the spirituality of spiritual objects, so even if you have the eggshell of Shuiyue Qilin, it can be absorbed and tempered by him and Gongyang Yu, which is to lay a foundation and condense the essence, that's all.
.The power of the air armor is yet to come...
After reading the Qi Armor Condensation Formula, Feng Jueyu and Gongyang Yu looked at each other, the shock and fascination on their faces uncontrollably revealed. Gongyang Yu held his breath and forgot to breathe, looking straight at Feng Jueyu.
It took a long time for Yu to take a breath.
"It's terrible, it's terrible. There are three categories above the air armor. What would it look like if the air armor was tempered to the final seven levels of divine armor?" Gongyang Yu sighed, no matter how well-informed he was,
I dare not think about it any more.
Feng Jueyu put away the rag, thought for a while, and suddenly picked up two stones and rubbed them against each other, causing a spark to ignite the rag. The male sheep was shocked and quickly stopped him: "Boy, what are you going to do?
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Feng Jueyu took it back and didn't let Gongyang Yu catch it, and said calmly: "You can't keep this kind of thing, just write it down in your mind, otherwise if it is lost like Qinghou Huoxin, the consequences will be disastrous."
As he spoke, Feng Jueyu frowned hard, threw the last rag on the ground, and let it burn before saying: "Even if you say I'm selfish, I can't keep it unless I gain our trust.
No one can hope to learn such a method."
Gongyang Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After a long time, he finally nodded in agreement: "You are right. If this method falls into the hands of the enemy, it will cause yourself a lot of trouble."
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "Old man, this method is extremely difficult to practice. We don't have much time, so we should hurry up."
He stood up as he spoke, walked out of the woods, whispered a few words into Wang Tong's ear, returned and sat down, and said: "It is the most important thing not to disturb people while tempering the air armor. I have already told Wang Tong not to let anyone come over.
Practice the air armor as soon as possible, and then we go out..."
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Two months later, on a dark and stormy night, at the entrance of the Huzhou branch of the Xinyi Hall, a letter was delivered to Liu Rong, a direct subordinate of Qi Desheng, the leader of the Xinyi Hall.
Liu Rong, who has perfected the True Martial Realm, has always been Qi Desheng's right-hand man in Huzhou. He is in charge of nearly two hundred people, making him the local tycoon. Even though his cultivation is not high, he has Qi Desheng's trust.
, was also one of Hen Wuji’s confidants who was transferred from Wuyun Villa to Huzhou.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the branch called Zhumazhai was as quiet as death. All the brothers in the hall had taken a rest. Only Liu Rong, wearing a thin coat, sat in the hall and looked at the accounts.
After three hours, a piece of letter floated silently from the open window to the desk in front of Liu Rong. Liu Rong looked out the window suspiciously, but there was no one there. He opened the letter suspiciously, and this time
Look, Liu Rong has goosebumps all over his body.
There are not many words in the letter, but it is full of murderous intent:
Loyalty and hatred for someone, killing one's father and causing rebellion, seizing fire for personal gain, confusing right and wrong, causing harm to others, being despicable and shameless, the crime should be punished...
There are only a few figures, and everything is not black and white. Although Liu Rong's position does not know whether what is said in the letter is true, the meaning seems to be clear.
The Zhonghouhen person referred to in this letter is undoubtedly the current head of Xilulin, Heinwuji.
In the past few days, everyone in Wuyun Mountain has rounded up Feng Jueyu, the culprit who killed the great elder. It has only been two months, and the murderer has still not been found. But at this time, this letter of accusation flew by.
When we arrived at the Huzhou branch, it was not difficult to explain that Feng Jueyu, who was accused of being a murderer two months ago, was back.
However, Liu Rong didn't understand why he found him?
In terms of identity and status, Liu Rong thinks that even though he is relatively close to Qi Desheng and Xen Wuji, he has not yet been promoted to the point of being taken seriously. What is the meaning of this letter? Is it building momentum?
Liu Rong broke out in a cold sweat when he thought of Feng Jueyu's riot in Wuyun Mountain two months ago, his escape in front of hundreds of masters in the main hall, and his experience of burning down the God of Wealth Village.
Although there are many people in the Huzhou sub-rudder, when it comes to experts, apart from my own Zhenwu realm, there are no more. At most, there are ten or twenty Qiwu realms, and they are still the role of three-legged cats. They can be in Lingwu,
Even if he could easily escape in front of the Xuanwu realm, how could he be Feng Jueyu's opponent with his meager skills?
"Come here, there's an assassin!"
Thinking of this, Liu Rong shouted in panic and woke up nearly 200 brothers in the village. As the torches were lit continuously, Zhumazhai was brightly lit. With 200 people, Liu Rong became more courageous.
He walked out of the house with his clothes on and a ghost-headed sword in hand. His eyes swept across the crowd, and then he shouted to the night sky: "Who is it? You have the guts to speak out."
"hey-hey!"
Under the moonlit night, a cold laughter rang out in Zhumazhai, and then, three black shadows flew from outside the village like giant swallows in the sky, and stood on the roof of the village.
One of them said: "Zhonghoutang hates Wuji, and he is guilty of patricide. The evidence is as solid as a mountain. The disciples of the Green Wood Alliance are listening to the order. If they don't want to collude with him, they should quickly surrender and surrender. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy..."
The man held a blood-stained square handkerchief in his hand. It seemed that the ironclad evidence was on the square handkerchief. However, who was Liu Rong? How could he listen to the nonsense of the man in black? In other words, even if what the man in black said was true,
Yes, Liu Rong, who knew very well that Hen Wuji was powerful, was not considered to have turned against him.
Hearing the testimony of the man in black, Liu Rong laughed loudly and said: "Thief, don't talk nonsense. If Liu's guess is correct, you must be Feng Jueyu. Hum, since you came to the door, today
Don't even think about leaving. Come here, take this person down for me, I will give you a big reward, the helmsman."
Liu Rong gave the order, but he backed away as he spoke. This shows that he is not stupid. He knows that the other party is very capable and he may not be an opponent on his own, but he is not worried. After all, three people can deal with two hundred people, no matter how powerful they are.
The warrior was exhausted to death. What's more, he had just ordered Feige to send a message to Wuyun Villa, and soon there would be experts from nearby.
After giving the order, some two hundred disciples rushed forward with weapons in hand.
The man in black in the dark night saw it, but turned a blind eye. He snorted coldly under his turban and said, "I don't know how to repent."
As soon as he finished speaking, it was like a signal. Almost at the same time, the sound of neat footsteps suddenly sounded outside Zhumazhai.
The footsteps were uniform and loud, like thousands of horses galloping. The moment the footsteps sounded, everyone felt the ground beneath their feet shaking, as if a ferocious torrent was rolling in from the landslide. It was extremely shocking.
After a few breaths, the torrent stopped in front of the door of Zhumazhai, and then the door was forcibly blown into pieces by a huge force. The disciples of Zhumazhai who were about to surround him and capture the arrogant man in black on the roof were surprised.
Looking back, I saw that the village gate, which was several feet wide, turned into a sky full of sawdust in the blink of an eye and blasted into the village. It was like a hurricane blew up, and the entire village was filled with dust. After half a stick of incense had been burned,
Dispersed. At this time, everyone unanimously saw that there were twenty or thirty people standing in front of the village gate reflected under the torch.
These twenty or thirty people were all tall and tall, with broad shoulders and thick backs. Each of them looked like a standing black bear, tightly wrapped in a cloak as thick as black as ink. Only their eyes were scattered with dots of ghosts like stars.
Light. Compared with them, the disciples in Zhumazhai suddenly found that they had to look up like underage children to see the faces of these people wrapped in hoods.
The body shape alone is not on the same level.
Although the group of men in black who came did not release substantial real energy and could not tell their cultivation level, at this moment, everyone including Liu Rong shuddered inexplicably.
Liu Rong's pupils shrank unnaturally. No matter how stupid he was, he couldn't fail to see that the twenty or thirty people who appeared in front of him were not comparable to the two hundred people under his command.
His aura was anything but mediocre. Liu Rong was so frightened that his two rows of teeth clenched loudly. Just when he was about to ask a question, an astonishing murderous intent emerged from his body. Then all the two hundred people in the village saw a wave of murderous intent.
A stream of thick golden real energy, representing the high level or even perfection of the Zhenwu Realm, rose into the sky and turned into a torrent that surged up into the sky.
Liu Rong was stunned and fell to the ground. Half of his three souls and seven souls were gone in an instant, and he had no chance to surrender, because the person who just came had given him this opportunity, but he didn't seize it. Now