In the following days, Su Anran's life began to become very regular.
Every morning and afternoon, he would combine the "Zhen Yuan Breathing Method" to transform the spiritual energy into further Zhen Yuan Qi. During the intermittent period due to mental exhaustion, he would use it to practice "Basic Boxing Essentials" and "Basic Boxing Technique".
"Essentials of Weapons" these two basic martial arts techniques.
Since it does not involve the consumption and operation of true energy, this kind of practice will only cause physical fatigue to Su Anran - such as muscle soreness, so it can also be regarded as a way to rest and restore the spirit. But every day
Su Anran would do this only during the period from noon to afternoon.
Because in the second half of the night, he would take a nap for four to six hours to recover from both physical and mental exhaustion.
However, Su Anran also discovered a new problem.
That is, the two skills "Essence of Basic Boxing" and "Essence of Basic Weapons", like "Zhen Yuan Breathing", have no proficiency indication.
Su Anran thought about it for a while and finally understood.
The so-called "basic" is naturally something that is convenient for the disciples to lay a foundation. The content recorded in it is naturally not too profound, just some basic and common sense content that is easy to understand. Therefore, content like this naturally does not need to be involved.
If the understanding is too high, there will also be no settings such as proficiency.
After understanding this, Su Anran would not have any expectations for these two "basic" exercises.
Time passed quickly as Su Anran continued to repeat mechanical training.
During this process, Huang Zi did not come to see Su Anran again, and senior sister Fang Qianwen also did not appear.
The entire Taiyi Valley seemed to be trapped in a stagnant atmosphere.
If he couldn't still see the sun rising and the moon setting, Su Anran would even wonder if time in this world had stopped.
Then, two and a half months after he officially came to this world - strictly speaking, on the eighty-third day after Su Anran came to this world, he finally completely consolidated the realm of Qi Gathering Realm.
: The three hundred and sixty acupuncture points in the body not only emit bright brilliance, but even the true energy in the body has all been replaced with true essence and true energy.
Su Anran could clearly feel that his current strength was even better than before.
If a monk at the ninth level of the normal Qi Gathering Realm can reach the power of nine oxen, Su Anran feels that he must have at least the power of twelve oxen now.
Niu Li is the lowest unit of calculation for strength among cultivators in this world.
Su Anran had already asked Huang Zi, so he knew that one ox's force was equivalent to about one hundred and twenty kilograms.
However, the effort here refers to the state of using the blessing of true energy.
And if you don't borrow the movement and blessing of true energy, you can generally only exert about one-third to half of the power.
This is also the reason why martial arts in this world require the consumption of true energy to coordinate when performing them, because only in this way can the power of a martial arts be truly exerted, and only in this way can the power of a martial arts be truly exerted, and only in this way can magic weapons weighing hundreds of kilograms be wielded.
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As the first major realm for cultivators, the main purpose of the Qi Gathering Realm is to lay the foundation for the body.
The power of nine oxen is an obvious standard threshold for this realm.
Those who can surpass the power of Jiu Niu in this realm are either those with extraordinary talents or those who have practiced certain special techniques.
Su Anran falls into the latter category.
So after his own realm and cultivation were completely stable, he immediately went to find Huang Zi.
There was only a little more than two months left before he could go to the Sea of Illusions, so he did not dare to waste any time at this time.
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"Huang Zi! Your Majesty! Lao Huang!"
Su Anran happily ran to Huang Zi's small courtyard.
In his imagination, Huang Zi, as the leader of Taiyi Valley, should be very busy at this time.
For example……
He is helping himself to deal with that magical weapon with great origins.
Or perhaps he is practicing some unparalleled magical skill.
Even dealing with the sect's confidential matters.
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No matter which possibility it is, Huang Zi must be very busy.
But when Su Anran ran into the courtyard and saw Huang Zi, there was a very obvious look of astonishment on her face.
It was different from the busy picture he imagined.
Huang Zi was lying in the paralyzed image of Ge You on a sofa chair made of some unknown animal skin, wearing a somewhat bulky-looking metal helmet on his head.
As for the other furnishings in the room, you can also see many things that are obviously not of this world style.
For example, a female illusion that looks like a fairy is being projected from a circular chassis; not far away there is a landscape that I don’t know if it is a photo or a painting, in which day and night are constantly changing;
On a huge disk, two people who seemed to be monks were being projected in a duel. The overwhelming momentum seemed a bit distorted in the absence of sound.
Su Anran even saw what seemed to be a crystal stone, emitting brilliance in front of what seemed to be a curtain, and then different content screens were projected on the curtain like a movie.
Next to the curtain, something like a picture frame hung, in which a creature that seemed to be a lion was sleeping soundly. However, after noticing Su Anran's gaze, the lion suddenly opened its eyes and took a look.
Su An then stood up and walked away, and then it just disappeared from the photo frame.
Su Anran realized something and turned her head to look at other places in the room where picture frames were hung, and as expected she saw the appearance of the lion creature.
"Is the realm stable?"
Hearing Su Anran's voice, Huang Zi reached out and took off his heavy metal helmet, and then looked at the other person.
He already knew the other party's intention.
"Yes." Su Anran, whose attention was called back by Huang Zi, narrowed her eyes and nodded numbly.
He still hasn't reacted yet.
The style of painting in the room in front of me is really strange.
If Su Anran hadn't personally practiced the technique and seen pills, magic weapons, and the spiritual world, Su Anran would have even thought that he had traveled through time to a fantasy high-tech world.
"Let's play a game?" Huang Zi saw Su Anran's eyes, thought for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.
"What?"
Su Anran looked confused.
He is still at a loss as to "Which world have I come to?"
At this moment, he even doubted his life.
Huang Zi threw the metal helmet in his hand to Su Anran and said with a smile: "Try it on."
Su Anran frowned and looked at the metal helmet in his hand, his face looked very strange. He probably already guessed what this thing was. But after hesitating for a second, his strong curiosity still defeated his inner abruptness.
Feeling shocked, he put on his helmet.
The next second, Su Anran found herself in a strange world.
This world is dark and mysterious.
But that's relative to outsiders.
Su Anran only took one look at the world and already knew where it was.
"really……"
Almost as soon as Su Anran finished speaking, another figure quickly appeared next to her, that was Huang Zi.
He was smiling very proudly: "How about it? The League of Legends with holographic projection! Let's play a game."
"No, I'm not here to fight lol with you." Su Anran sighed helplessly, "I just want to tell you that I have reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering Realm, and you can teach me martial arts." After thinking about it, he
He added: "I don't have much time left, only two months left."
"I know. I know." Huang Zi nodded excitedly, "But I have been alone before, which was too boring. Why don't you come and play a game with me? I have prepared some exercises for you.
Okay, I'll give it to you after one round."
Su Anran looked at Huang Zi with some distrust: "I think you are likely to regret it."
"Impossible!" Huang Zi snorted, "Are you afraid of losing? But yes, I have been playing this game for thousands of years.
Yeah, it’s normal for you to be afraid of losing.”
Su Anran glanced at Huang Zi, and then at the pile of heroes that appeared in front of him: "Are you...sure you didn't add anything strange to this game? Something that doesn't belong to the League of Legends?"
"Of course! I am a loyal League of Legends fan, and I will definitely restore the original flavor!"
Su Anran glanced at all the heroes again.
There are only one hundred and three heroes here, only the poodle Rengar, so I have roughly guessed when Huang Zi traveled through time. I am afraid that the other party has not even watched the S2 season game, let alone
It's behind.
"Okay, just one round."
Huang Zi nodded excitedly, then smiled and said, "I'll let you choose first!"
Naturally, Su Anran would not be polite to this humility.
Then, the game started quickly.
Of course, it ended very quickly - probably less than twenty minutes.
After taking off the heavy metal helmet, Su Anran carefully glanced at his nominal master, fearing that he would suddenly go berserk.
Because in the game just now, Su Anran felt that she had gone too far and did not give any face to her master.
Holding Draven, he drew his murderous sword and killed Huang Zi fifty-five times - he still couldn't figure out why Huang Zi wanted a Demacia prince to compete with his Draven.
Wen, is it because his name is "Huang Zi" that he should be named "Prince"?
At this time, Huang Zi had a blank look on his face and empty eyes, holding a metal helmet and sitting blankly on the sofa chair.
This is a typical example of being beaten to the point of doubting life.
"Is he autistic?" Su Anran muttered, but coughed slightly to wake up Huang Zi's attention: "Master, my martial arts?"
"Ah? Oh! Martial skills." Huang Zi turned his head, his eyes still dull, "By the way, you are here to get martial arts."
With that said, he reached out and touched his body, then took out a book of thread binding secrets and handed it to Su Anran.
The latter took a look at it and saw three words written on it.
"Evil Sword Art".
The name sounds very powerful?
Su Anran carefully glanced at Huang Zi again, and then said: "Then, if master has nothing to do, I... will leave first?"
Huang Zi nodded blankly.
He still hasn't reacted yet.
Why is it 0-55?
Su Anran carefully walked backwards and left the room, fearing that Huang Zi would wear small shoes for her.
A moment later, the figures of the Medicine God and Fang Qianwen appeared at the door of the room at the same time.
The two of them looked at Huang Zi, who was obviously in a daze, and looked at each other for a few seconds, obviously not knowing what was going on.
"Master?" Fang Qianwen tried calling several times, but there was no response.
So, she looked to the Medicine God for help.
The latter's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face looked unusually solemn as he glanced a few times, and then spoke in a deep voice, even a little panicked: "Quickly, go get the soul-reviving pill! His consciousness seems to have been severely damaged.
! With his current level of cultivation, his consciousness is still confused. Who did he fight with just now? Why can’t I feel anything at all? "
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Su Anran, the instigator, after returning to his room, started to read "Evil Sword Jue" with a cheerful face.
"As long as I learn this swordsmanship, I can be regarded as a true practitioner! ... Thinking about it this way, I feel a little excited and expectant."
