It is said that there are 365 acupuncture points in the human body, and the 365 acupoints are integrated with the will of the magic formula. The will of the cultivator can become the acupoint god.
Now that the acupuncture god is sitting in the acupuncture points, the acupuncture points are no longer barren and dead pools of vitality. He will become extremely powerful and have unique functions.
Tang Xuanli, standing tall in white Confucian uniform, actually had more than two hundred different auras.
These auras are connected together, like a complete royal court. In other words, the stars in the sky or the river and the sea.
These auras were wrapped in the vitality of literature and art, making Tang Xuanli's aura majestic and powerful, and the aura was rising steadily.
"It turns out to be the eighth level of Zhenwu, the realm of the acupoint god."
Zhang Xiao was slightly absent-minded and a little shocked in his heart. He had expected that Tang Xuanli's level was not low, but he didn't expect that it was so much higher than himself.
He is only a few years older than me. If given more time, I am afraid he will easily enter Yuanfa...
"hehe."
A sneer sounded, awakening Zhang Xiao who was stunned. Zhang Xiao looked sideways and happened to see Tang Xuanli looking at him coldly and letting out a disdainful laugh.
Boom, a majestic murderous aura, different from Zhang Xiao's autumn killing, but a self-centered aura, soaring straight into the sky.
Click, click, click, each piece of the Asparagus stone shattered without any suspense, making a series of cracking sounds, which made all the students stunned.
"One hundred and thirty-two, there are actually so many."
Zhao Hei's drake voice sounded again at the top of the list, waking up all the students with shrinking pupils.
"More than a hundred pills, it's really powerful. If you're a Confucian scholar, you're a Confucian scholar."
"Zhai Wangsun!"
There were seven county academy champions, all of whom set their sights on Prince Zhai. Silently, it seemed that all the students wanted to be better than Tang Xuanli, who went to Confucian Academy.
Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Geng cannot let the county court condescend to the second place.
Zhai Wangsun raised his eyebrows and looked up into the sky with a troubled expression on his face.
"Chen Sword Technique!"
There was a loud shout, and the sword light had a blood-red smell, and the two conflicting atmospheres of Haoran's righteousness were running wildly.
Cangcang, Kaka, a sword rushing, going to the momentum, like Changhong, cutting the Wenxin stone in the innocent vitality.
"One, two..., ninety-nine, one hundred..., zero one!"
In the expectant gaze of all the students from the county college, this extraordinary sword light finally became unsustainable and dissipated high in the sky when it shattered one hundred and one literary stones.
"It's only a little short, which is thirty-one. Why don't you persevere." Some students were a little depressed and looked at Wangsun Zhai unwillingly.
The white Confucian clothes swayed, the golden trim of the cuffs swayed, and Zhai Wangsun looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry, everyone, my Chenchen Sword Technique is based on defense as an offense, so it is unsatisfactory. Zhang Xiao, the next step is up to you!"
Prince Zhai, who had an extraordinary bearing, was humble and seemed to be deliberately trying to attract the favor of the students, but he left the difficult problem to Zhang Xiao.
"Immediately!"
Zhang Xiao was extremely speechless, but wanting to win against Tang Xuanli was an idea that he longed for in his heart.
Looking at the blood-red color in the sky, which was about to fall, Zhang Xiao suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.
"Tielan Mountain, formation rises!"
"good."
The human characters shine, the pennants wave, the Iron Blue Mountain cherishes the words like gold, and there is no nonsense.
Boom, a huge white bear was dormant in the square formation of Yunjuan Academy, looming.
Buzz, red blood light fell from the void and enveloped Zhang Xiao's body.
Um?
Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but was surprised to find that he was not imprisoned and could still move around.
"Zhang Xiao, I am Grandpa Seven. There was an accident in the ten-square formation. It is probably the square formation corresponding to your college. Don't make it public. Otherwise, our little..."
A familiar voice sounded in Zhang Xiao's ears, and Zhang Xiao's heart trembled.
Something happened to one of the formations? Could it be that he and Dabai were the ones who broke through on the mountain?
But on his body, the blood-colored aura is as real as substance. How to explain this?
Zhang Xiao raised his head in surprise, looked around, and finally saw seven elders above the altar.
The seven elders, seven in one, seemed to be trying to avoid Dean Wen's spiritual consciousness and spread rumors to themselves.
"What we have on you is faked by other magic circles, but this red and bloody imperial energy is real..., really!"
Imperial Qi?
Zhang Xiao's heart was shocked. So this red aura was imperial aura?
"Don't be afraid. This Emperor Qi was researched by Emperor Ming and is a power that our race can control..."
The seventh elder's voice sounded again. Zhang Xiao felt extremely uncomfortable, but he nodded lightly.
Not for anything else, but for him, I have been kind to myself.
But, what should I use to break this heart stone?
"Zhang Xiao!"
There was an unbearable sound, and he remembered that behind him, in Tie Lanshan's mouth, the power of countless Yunjuan students had accumulated to its peak.
Buzz, the Dian Cang Sword emitted rays of light, and the long black hair in front of Zhang Xiao's forehead fluttered.
"Come!"
Boom, a huge force surged in, like a flood, suddenly impacting, Zhang Xiao's body shook, and he almost rushed out in one step.
Clear characters!
Buzzing, above the head, a word of pure vitality surged, and the literary energy in the whole body was flowing rapidly.
However, not only the power in his body is accelerating, but also the Asparagus Stone in the sky and the literary energy contained in the Asparagus Stone are also rotating rapidly.
Huh? Could it be that Mingzi can speed up all literary vitality?
However, Zhang Xiao had no time to think and looked up at the sky.
"Using the sword, breaking the wind!"
Cang, the sword light surged forward, and the sharp Dian Cang Sword blade moved the divine world with its Jiu Qian inscription. The weak aura shone brightly, revealing its ferocious side for the first time in front of tens of thousands of students.
Bang, bang, bang, the asparagus stones flowing rapidly inside were chopped apart one by one, like a broken bamboo.
Fifty, sixty..., ninety-nine, already surpassed Feiying County Academy. The champion student from Feiying County Academy was not unhappy at all, but was full of joy.
Empty, one hundred, one hundred and five, Wangsun Zhai was not angry, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes.
Huh? Zhang Xiao was also shocked. It seemed that the power in Dian Cang Jian Jian was about to disappear.
"Haha, Zhang Xiao, you can't do it anymore. The county court is the county court. Why do you still dream of surpassing Confucianism? Are you so embarrassed? How many people are you and how many people am I?"
Tang Xuanli's face was full of pride, and he looked at all the students from the county academy with extreme disdain.
"Just because there are so many of us, if we can't beat you, it would really be a bit..."
One student murmured softly, filled with regret.
"Students of Yuanjuan, with regular script and Jingwei title Weimu, we will fill the sea...!"
At this moment, in the battle formation at Tielan Mountain, Tao Chan's figure shouted loudly.
"have!"
Buzzing, characters shine on the altar one by one. These characters, blending with each other, actually form a gorgeous article.
Haowen Formation and Yuanjuan are Yunjuan, with different charms.
Cang, clicked the Cang Sword, and the light burst out again, taking another step forward.
Bang bang bang, more than ten Wenxins all shattered high in the sky, scattering endless powder and vitality, making everyone's hearts go up and down.
It was already at the end, and it was indeed not easy to cut through more than a dozen Asparagus Stones, but Tang Xuanli was still firmly suppressing him.
"Zhang Xiao!"
The champion students from the eight county colleges all looked at Zhang Xiao, their hearts filled with unwillingness.
Are there still seventeen left?
Zhang Xiao looked up at the sky coldly, with a look of determination on his face.
"Context... open!"
Buzz, a complete literary rhyme suddenly opened up in this world.
Although he was young and crazy, compared to other people's literary styles, they were like separate characters, while Zhang Xiao's literary context was like a complete book at that time.
The complete book, with the imprint of the Great Dao, can easily get close to countless literary and spiritual spirits, and can easily drive and attract them.
Boom, huge amounts of Wen Dao vitality swarmed in, and Zhang Xiao's aura climbed crazily.
Dian Cang, fight against Wen Xin Stone again!
Zhang Xiao's violent shouting sounded on the altar, and Dian Cangjian seemed to understand Zhang Xiao's figure and let out a crisp sword cry.
Cangcang, collapse, and wherever the sword light go, Wen Xinshi collapsed one by one.
"One hundred and sixteen, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and twenty-two...One hundred and twenty-three, wow, finally surpassed Tang Xuanli."
Some students looked up to the sky excitedly, and there was a lot of excitement. The students from the eight county colleges all looked at Zhang Xiao with respect. The students from Yuanjuan College suddenly felt extremely proud.
"Hey, the two major formations of Ganren, plus the cultural background, surpass me alone, what's so impressive about it?" Tang Xuanli's still disdainful voice sounded, making all the students feel sulky.
"But, you are in the late stage of Zhenwu, and we are only in the early stage of Zhenwu." Zhai Wangsun frowned and was the first to speak out.
"So what? It's just a few levels, and you don't even count how many people there are?"
"Wenmai, are you slacking off today?"
Suddenly, Zhang Xiao shouted loudly, which shocked Tang Xuanli. He looked at Zhang Xiao with shrinking pupils and murmured in disbelief.
"Can you still..."
"It's hard to say." Prince Zhai looked at Tang Xuanli with gloating eyes, his heart filled with joy.
Boom, the cultural context opened up, like a king ordering countless ministers, countless literary energy crazily poured into the cultural context, and poured into Dian Cangjian.
Even high in the sky, the Wen Xin Stone was cut open, and the Wen Qi in the stone also flowed towards the Dian Cang Sword, making the Dian Cang Sword full of energy.
Through the vicissitudes of life, the majestic sword light is always shining, never extinguished, crushing one piece after another.
These chopped Asparagus Stones were smelted by the red Imperial Qi and Wen Dao Yuan Qi, and fused together, as if they were about to take shape.
However, those students looked at the sky and became dull.
"Two hundred..., two hundred and fifty, three hundred..., four hundred, hey, how many are there? I forgot to count!"
"If you forget, forget it. You have already surpassed that slut Tang Xuanli."
Two voices sounded, causing Tang Xuanli, who was upright and upright, to blush.
But at this time, Zhang Xiao had no time to take care of this. He only felt that all the acupuncture points in his Rendu Meridian were about to be washed away, and he felt an extremely comfortable feeling.