Chapter Thirty-Eighth First Understanding of Great Compassion
The Big Monument Slammer only has eight fists, and there are no defensive moves. They are all about attacking instead of defending. As long as you are familiar with them, you can use them to move the clouds in all directions. Compared with Liuhe Xingyi, it is even more powerful.
It is powerful and domineering!
Zhuang Wudao specially tested his palm power, and with just one strike of his palm, he smashed a four-inch-thick granite into pieces! If it were a human being, with this palm strike, even if he was in the Qi training realm,
A strong person may have his liver and brain split immediately!
It is said that some excellent martial arts, once mastered, can even surpass one or two levels and challenge without defeat. Zhuang Wudao thought it was too exaggerated before, but now he believed it.
With Beitang Wan'er's armor-piercing sharp fingers and his own Bull Demon Yuan Hegemony, he can outperform the average Qi-training first-level monks. And with this set of big stone-breaking monuments alone, he has the confidence and Qi-training skills
The monks on the second floor struggled with their strength,
Because this palm technique is extremely simple, it only took Zhuang Wudao more than twenty days to have it ready physically and mentally. According to Yun'er, he only needed to be able to harmonize his body and mind with this palm technique.
I have entered the door. At that time, I could barely break through the realm of Qi training.
It's just that Zhuang Wudao has gradually tasted the benefits. How can he be willing to make such a breakthrough? The hotter and itching in the bone marrow is, the more patience he needs to endure. He still practices diligently every day and builds his foundation into an extremely thick foundation.
But that day in the spiritual chamber in the side room, Zhuang Wudao hadn't finished practicing a set of Niu Mo Yuan Ba Ti's boxing, but he suddenly felt something strange under his ribs. At first, it seemed to be a dull pain. Gradually, he felt a breath of energy.
, was blocked in that place,
Zhuang Wudao was subconsciously shocked. He had been practicing boxing these days according to the instructions of 'Yun'er', taking elixirs internally and taking baths with external supplements.
Every boxing fight is corrected and corrected again and again, without even the slightest error. Why is this 'qi' still going astray? Is it because I practice boxing too hastily?
If this is the case, it will be troublesome. This can be regarded as an obsession. Although it is the easiest kind, it will take a lot of effort and time to completely solve it.
It does not affect his cultivation, but it is a hidden danger. If it is delayed, once it breaks out, he will definitely die.
Caressing his left chest, Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly. Just as he was about to ask the sword spirit, Yun'er's voice took the initiative and said: "Congratulations, sword master, there is a dull pain in your ribs. This is your Yunjian Jue."
OK, I’m about to open my pseudo-spiritual orifice.”
"Pseudo spiritual aperture?"
Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt relieved and happy, it turned out that it was not the Qi and blood that had gone awry.
"In other words, I have been able to condense the pseudo-mystical art? How long will it take?"
"About between the 20th and a month, if the sword master can have special insights during this period, or if he encounters emotional agitation, he may be able to activate it in advance."
"On the 20th?"
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but shake his head, feeling slightly disappointed. Feeling agitated? He now stays in this Tangkou compound every day, how can he have any agitated mood?
Jianyi Hall has just put up its flag now. Others don’t know the truth and no one dares to provoke it for a while. In people’s minds, since Qingyi Hall can be destroyed, then this Jianyi Hall must be much more powerful than Qingyi Hall.
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Speaking of insights, in the past few days, he had specially bought some spiritual beasts and birds, such as bears, tigers and eagles, into his yard to observe the movements of these beasts when they pounce on food. Liuhe Xingyiquan has made great progress, but when it comes to special
Realization, indeed no,
Yun'er didn't seem to realize that Zhuang Wudao could be cultivated in just a few days.
"Sword masters need to think carefully about what kind of mystical art is best to practice?"
Zhuang Wudao laughed, what kind of mystical art could it be? He has only practiced the Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger Fist to the first level of heaven, where the dragon and the tiger merge into one. Apart from that "Dragon and Tiger Combination Attack", what other options can there be?
Get up, twenty days from now his great monument-smasher might also be able to get started.
However, the 'Cracking Mountains and Splitting Stones' of the first level of heaven is actually a third-grade extraordinary level of mystical arts. It is used to condense pseudo-mystical arts, which is overkill.
The same goes for the Niu Mo Yuan Hegemon Body, both of which are at an extraordinary level. The first level of heavenly condensation of mystical art is called the 'Yuan Magnetic Hegemon Body', which can shield the whole body with immeasurable Yuan Magnetic Power. Within a few breaths, it can be said to be a sword.
No damage, no way to get in!
The stronger the cultivation level, the longer it can last and can resist stronger power spells.
"This is the 'Dragon and Tiger Attack' style. I have practiced it for the longest time, and it is also the easiest to succeed."
Zhuang Wudao is no longer as ignorant of mysticism as he was twenty days ago. It is enough to know the natal spiritual aperture. After the false spiritual aperture is opened, there is a certain chance of failure. Once the understanding of the technique is insufficient, the attainment will be lost.
If it is slightly shallow, the opened pseudo-spiritual orifice may become a useless acupoint. A special orifice-cleansing pill is needed to re-condensate it.
However, according to Yun'er, it was something that only monks who had at least established an immortal body could afford to use it, and he had no chance of using it. Moreover, it was very troublesome, and sometimes the gain outweighed the loss.
"Even if it is a combined attack of dragon and tiger, the sword master can also consider how to enhance the power of this pseudo-mysterious technique to the strongest level. In fact, the 'meaning' in Liuhe Xingyi and the 'body' of Niu Moyuan Tyrant Body are greatly reduced.
The 'strength' of the tablet hand can be borrowed from the advantages of these sets of exercises. It can be regarded as a preview before the natal mystical art. With experience, once the natal spiritual orifice is opened, it will be much smoother when condensing the occult art.
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"That's right! Let me think about it carefully."
Zhuang Wudao thought thoughtfully. In this way, he should think about it. The way 'Yun'er' taught him was also very interesting. It was not about directly teaching him what to do. It was about guiding and letting him know what to do.
Think about it for yourself. It's a pity that it's just the sword spirit of Qingyun Sword, otherwise it would really be considered a wise master.
"Speaking of which, aren't you going to call me the Great Compassion of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth? How come I'm not there yet?"
"Sword master, don't be too ambitious. In fact, you are already learning -"
Just studying?
Zhuang Wudao secretly sneered, what does the Great Stone Tablet, Liuhe Xingyi, and Bull Demon Yuan Hegemony that he learned have to do with the Great Compassion of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth?
Could it be the Yunjian Jue? However, the 'Fate Unparalleled, Yin and Yang Chaos' that the peerless Immortal King 'Phoenix Tribulation' used that day was actually a boxing stance.
Na Yun'er seemed extremely reluctant and remained silent for a long time before speaking: "If the sword master doesn't believe it, you can pronounce it as I say. Death——, Mang——"
When the sword spirit is not visible, it cannot speak. These two syllables directly sounded in Zhuang Wudao's mind.
It sounds very ordinary, but it has an extremely strange melody, as if it contains a great mystery.
Zhuang Wudao tried to imitate, but when he was about to pronounce the words, he felt a surge of energy and blood in his body and a severe headache. The two syllables "die" and "mang" could no longer be said.
For a moment I felt palpitations and felt weird.
"Yun'er, what's going on?"
"So the sword master is not able to practice this technique at this time. The Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang is actually a method of washing the body with sounds. The two sounds of 'die' and 'mang' are taken from the first sentence of the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang
——'Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, lonely tomb thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we would not know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost.' This is the easiest part, but it also requires an incomparable depth of understanding.
The foundation requires great perseverance to cultivate. The sword master can wait until he reaches the Yuan Shen realm before trying to practice again."
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost?"
Zhuang Wudao chanted in a low voice, and felt that this passage, coming out of Yun'er's mouth, was extremely beautiful and sad, and it almost made a bloodless and tearless villain like him shed tears of sadness.
I don’t know who wrote this long and short sentence. The artistic conception is touching and makes people have endless aftertaste.
"Ten years of life and death are uncertain. Without thinking, I will never forget it. What a long and short sentence."
A laughter like a silver bell suddenly came from outside the door: "I have never heard of it before. I wonder who wrote it? It seems to be in memory of the death of his wife and lover. I don't know the full text of this poem? But Zhuang
Wu Dao, you are only seventeen or less, so where can you find a dead wife and lover? Is this the so-called moaning for no reason?"
Zhuang Wudao was stunned and looked towards the door. He saw Beitang Wan'er, standing pretty at the door. He didn't know when he arrived. Today he changed into a plain robe, which made her skin look even better.
It is better than snow, and the face is like peach blossoms.
If it weren't for Beitang Qin's cold gaze from behind, Zhuang Wudao almost got lost in that beautiful smile. Fortunately, he knew in his heart that this was actually a rose with thorns, a witch that could not be touched at all.
After being slightly absent-minded, Zhuang Wudao came to his senses. How could he know who composed this long and short sentence? It was probably not Huang Jie. He simply showed displeasure and changed the topic: "I don't know Miss Beitang.
How did you get in? I've never heard of the word "uninvited" - "
Breaking in without warning is a thief!
Zhuang Wudao was indeed a little annoyed. Qin Feng had swallowed up the old Qingyi Hall but still wanted to run the vegetable market. Jianyi Hall now has 235 people inside and outside the gang. Only half of them have to patrol the streets and assist the government in fire prevention.
In addition to guarding against theft, there are still sufficient manpower to guard the courtyard at the entrance of the hall.
Why was it that the eldest lady of the Beitang family was allowed to come in without any hindrance, without any notification?
"Senior Brother Wudao, you are overthinking. I just settled the matter with your hall master. I remembered that I haven't seen you for a long time, so I came here to have a look."
Beitang Wan'er didn't care about Zhuang Wudao's sarcastic words, and pointed out the truth: "Since I, Beitang Wan'er, am coming, who among you in the yard dares to stop me? Are you too impatient to live?"
Zhuang Wudao was embarrassed for a while, why was he embarrassed? In fact, even he himself did not dare to make Beitang Wan'er angry.
Although he, Zhuang Wudao, was a desperate man who would risk his life for anyone in a desperate situation, there was no need to take his own life for granted, so he really couldn't blame his brothers.
At the same time, he also noticed the word "negotiation" in Beitang Wan'er's words. In this way, Qin Feng had already agreed.
Zhuang Wudao's face also became solemn: "What did you two say?"
It was about his own future and the lives of dozens of people, so he couldn't be careless.
"After today, my Beitang family will send two Qi practitioners from the second level of Qi training to your Jianyi Hall. A set of protective spiritual formations, plus forty two-arm serial crossbows, and eight eight-oxen crossbows.