"Third Grandpa, am I hallucinating... is it [Wanxiang Senluo]?"
Huang Lingling swallowed hard, as if there was a fire burning in her throat.
A person who is recognized as an extremely useless person can actually easily hit the Wanxiang Senluo two-ring force... You know, with her one-in-a-million talent, it took her half a year to practice, and she could barely hit the two-ring force.
Snap!
Immediately afterwards, a third sound shook the valley.
Huang Lingling's feet stiffened and she subconsciously took a small step back.
That's right, the way the body exerts force and the way it breathes out luck are all [Wanxiang Senluo]...it's absolutely true.
"The energy flows like a dragon, and his body movements move like clouds and flowing water, like a gentle breeze, or like a stormy sea. This young man's understanding of martial arts is unprecedented. Why has he only awakened one spiritual vein... strange, strange."
The old man's beard jumped and jumped, and the shock in his eyes was not much less than that of Huang Lingling.
At this moment, the world seemed to be silent. The eyes of the old man and the young man were fixed on the young man not far away, for fear of missing any move.
If you don’t compare, you don’t know. If you compare, you will be shocked!
Both were in the awakening stage and were not cultivators, so Zhao Chu's body movements were closer to reality. Huang Lingling's mistakes in martial arts that she had ignored before were completely exposed to her eyes, and she was enlightened several times.
…
On the other side, Zhao Chugen couldn't help himself.
In the depths of his mind, five big words suddenly appeared:
"Mirror Image Sumeru Soul!"
Opposite Zhao Chu, a light curtain the size of a door panel seemed to separate another world.
A slovenly middle-aged man with disheveled hair and stubble on his face, his robes were windless and automatic, and he was performing a set of martial arts solemnly and carefully. Zhao Chu had a good memory, and he recognized at a glance that this was the [Wanxiang Senluo] performed by Huang Lingling.
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But his body opposite the light screen could not help but follow the middle-aged man in performing this set of body movements. If the two of them didn't look different, they would obviously be looking at themselves in the mirror.
At the same time, one stream of martial arts understanding was deep-rooted. It was as if Zhao Chu had practiced this martial arts ten thousand times and was as proficient as him.
"I am the Martial Lord of the Great Hong Realm: Hong Duanya... I owe you the favor of the Demon Mirror. Today I will teach you to perfect your martial arts and repay the consequences. The owner of the Demon Mirror in every life will receive all the benefits from ancient times to the present."
The strong men in the world mirror the virtual soul and guide its growth!"
"Many of our emperors, demon lords, royal families, and masters may have vanished into thin air, and may still be ruling the sky in a big world. These mirror images are just a glimmer of understanding by the strong. Their minds are dull and not as good as puppets. They have no thoughts other than guidance.
"
"It's the reason to get guidance from the strong. But your soul is weak, you need to hone your spiritual thoughts and endure a hundred times the pain of ordinary people, that's the result. The cycle of cause and effect, yin and yang are not extinguished. The mirror washes the soul pool, and you will escape death. I hope you can survive
Go down and take care of yourself."
This stubble shows that Hong Duanya dominates the world. He speaks very little and cherishes his words like gold.
Zhao Chu recalled the brief message and observed it for a while. Sure enough, although the so-called Wu Jun Hong Cliff looked arrogant, his pupils were dull, like two black coals without luster.
Zhao Chu has excellent understanding ability and immediately summarized several functions of bronze mirrors:
1. The yin-yang demon mirror can detect the martial arts practiced by a person and the mistakes made during the practice.
Of course, the disadvantage is that my eyes hurt so much that I just wanted to take them off.
2. Mirror Sumeru Soul is a trace of the soul of many peerless experts, collected by the bronze mirror to teach one's martial arts. For example, [Wanxiang Senluo], Hong Duanya's guidance is obviously a hundred times better than that of the old man.
The shortcoming must be the mirror soul-washing pool he mentioned.
"What exactly is this mirror soul-washing pool? Is it life-threatening?"
Zhao Chu frowned, the benefits of traveling through the crowd finally appeared, and now he didn't want to die anymore.
Boom!
Suddenly, Zhao Chu felt as if a certain tendon in his body was broken, and a surge of joy was about to come out, which made him want to roar a few times. It seemed that the whole world was being stepped on by him, so powerful.
Awakened!
The second spiritual vein... has awakened.
Although Zhao Chu thought was practicing martial arts in the bronze mirror, his perception of the body was clear. With the movement of the universe, the spiritual energy in his body was rolling and swaying, like a roaring river.
Accumulate and develop.
During this year, Zhao Chu upheld the dignity of a man who strives for self-improvement and worked frantically almost every day. He desperately searched for elixirs and hone his potential. He worked ten times harder than the eight-meridian strongman. Therefore, many
The remnants of the elixir settled in his body.
Unfortunately, Zhao Chu's meridians are narrow, with a stagnant point every centimeter, and those overwhelming foundations can only be suppressed under the skin. Although he has worked hard to build a golden mountain, it is of no use.
At this time, the appearance of [Wanxiang Senluo] was like a divine weapon descending from the sky, slashing wildly along the way. Not only did it cut open those stagnant points, but even the meridians expanded to the limit. The spiritual power filled the body, and the golden mountain under the struggle suddenly became
The brilliance bloomed, like a river releasing floods, rolling in endlessly, and Zhao Chu felt unprecedented pleasure.
"Wanxiang Senluo is worthy of being an eighth-level martial artist, different from those ninth-level rubbish. No, it's also thanks to Hong Duanya's guidance, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to practice the technique to perfection!"
Boom!
Unknowingly, there was another burst of refreshing feeling, and every pore in Zhao Chu's body seemed to be breathing air. He was light and airy, as if he had wings of an angel, and he wanted to fly.
The third one!
Zhao Chu's eagle struck the sky, soared into the sky, and awakened his third spiritual vein.
The whale swallows the world.
He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and every time a meridian opened up, he was like a traveler on the verge of death in the desert, madly devouring his previous accumulation.
…
"What, this is impossible. Under such circumstances, Zhao Chu actually opened a second spiritual vein. It is impossible."
Not far away.
Huang Lingling, who couldn't extricate herself from the perfect martial arts, was stunned and almost suffocated.
breakthrough!
Suddenly, Zhao Chu's body was filled with green light, and two seemingly invisible haloes were surrounding each other like spiritual snakes chasing each other.
You must know that every time a spiritual vein is awakened, it must be exposed to the alternation of yin and yang, the transformation of the sun and the moon, bathing and changing clothes, and swallowing a large amount of spiritual medicine in the early morning when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the strongest.
This is the time when spiritual energy is at its thinnest!
Breakthrough, how did he do it.
Boom!
Later, before Huang Lingling could digest the shock, strange phenomena appeared on Zhao Chu's body again. After a burst of golden light, the third spiritual vein halo once again impacted her endurance.
breakthrough!
With the third spiritual vein, Zhao Chu broke through again.
"Don't you understand? Compared with him, you are too lazy and too pampered."
Suddenly, a solemn voice behind Huang Lingling interrupted her thoughts.
"Lazy? Third Grandpa, I have never slept in for a day. I get up early every morning and practice hard. I don't dare to be lazy..."
Hearing this, Huang Lingling was stunned and couldn't believe it.
Compared with a recognized waste, I ended up being evaluated for not working hard... This is unfair.
"His breakthrough is natural. Although he has awakened a spiritual vein on the surface, the accumulation in his body is much stronger than yours. Before, he was limited by the lack of advanced martial arts to expand the vein, so he was unable to break through. Now
, he accidentally saw that I personally taught you everything, and became a self-taught person, surpassing my own abilities. Therefore, the accumulated knowledge in his body exploded like a mountain torrent."
"Wanxiang Senluo is an eighth-level martial artist, but it surpasses eighth-level martial arts...so no matter how narrow his meridians are, he can still tear them apart by force."
"He is dressed shabbily. He doesn't have any robes, magic weapons, or the fragrance of elixirs. He must be a commoner. But he has accumulated more than eight meridians from just one lineage. You can imagine how much he has paid in secret. He has accumulated so much.
, this is a young man with great perseverance and his future is limitless."
The old man nodded, his expression solemn as never before.
"accumulation?"
"Through accumulation and little success?"
Huang Lingling's heart was beating wildly, and her pretty face turned white.
You must know that after the eight meridians, the speed of absorbing spiritual power is completely different from that of the first meridians.
Zhao Chu must have put in more than ten times the effort to accumulate knowledge comparable to the Eight Meridians with his weak body. This is like two people competing to chop wood. One person works alone with a dull knife. The other person hires eight helpers.
, everyone has an ax in his hand.
In the end, he chopped back more firewood alone than eight helpers.
"Compared with him, I am indeed lazy!"
Suppressing the shock in her heart, Huang Lingling admitted the reality.
She judged people by their appearance and ignored a young man's scream and resistance to fate.
…
Snap!
In the mirror image, Zhao Chu fired another move, Wanxiang Jin reached the fourth ring, and he was finally exhausted. After all, he had only awakened three meridians, and even with the guidance of the peerless master Hong Duanya, his body could not support it.
Zhao Chu collapsed on the ground, and the mirror image of Hongduanya stood quietly on the other side of the light screen, motionless, just like a dull program in the computer.
"It's still a little bit short. The fourth spiritual vein is still a little bit short. Haha, hahaha... I, Zhao Chu, am resurrected with full blood, haha..."
After calming down for a few seconds, Zhao Chu beat his chest hard, expressing the depression in his heart over the past year.
Who can understand his loneliness, who can understand his pride.
Men can suffer and work hard, but they must not be looked down upon.
In Zhao Chu's heart, man's dignity is greater than heaven. This is the creed that supports his growth as an orphan.
tired!
Later, a feeling of exhaustion came over his face, almost causing Zhao Chu to faint.
"I must be mentally exhausted, breaking through two realms in a row, my brain can't stand it... Oops..."
Zhao Chu shook his head fiercely, his pupils turned red.
He accumulated so much knowledge at once, just like a person who works continuously for ten days and ten nights. Although he has enough food, he can die suddenly if he does not sleep or rest.
Zhao Chu is now in this state of sudden death.
"Mirror image soul washing pool...open."
At the moment when Zhao Chu lost consciousness, a cold voice echoed in the sky.
pain!
The next second, Zhao Chu was so painful that he convulsed...
Lingchi?
That is mercy!
Every pore in his body seemed to be undergoing a thousand cuts... Then the bloody man was thrown into the salt water... fished out and chopped alive again...
At this moment, Zhao Chu finally knew what that green pool was... it was the so-called mirror soul-washing pool.
His physical body is fine, but the soul-washing pool is washing his spiritual thoughts and soul!
…
In the demon mirror, Zhao Chu hissed at the top of his lungs. He had done this countless times and wished he could kill himself immediately.
But outside the mirror, he crosses his legs and closes his eyes, looking calm, like an old monk in meditation, seeming to have entered a mysterious state of cultivation.
…
Zhao Chu remembered the narrow escape from Hong Duanya.
If you can't hold yourself up in the soul-washing pool, you may meditate like this for the rest of your life... until your life is cut off, until your bones and flesh rot, until you disappear into ashes...
Zhao Chu's face was originally unparalleledly handsome. At this moment, a faint radiance appeared, and Huang Lingling's cheeks could not help but blush from a distance.