It is suitable for offering sacrifices, crowning hairpins, dismantling, laying foundation and removing clothes.
It is forbidden to make a stove, enter the house, or get married.
In a stone house in a fishing village along the water a hundred miles south of the border of Shenwu Kingdom, the lights are bright and the house is filled with the fragrant smell of fish soup.
The slightly pale Xiong Ba was sitting at the table looking at a pot of fish soup with a serious face and no intention of moving the chopsticks.
The fisherman who had cooked the pot of fish soup couldn't help but put down his bowl and chopsticks when he saw this. He said honestly, enthusiastically and cautiously, "Sir, my small family doesn't have much food and wine. Don't be offended, I'd better try some fillings."
Belly."
The boy adopted by the fisherman, lying on the table nearby, stared straight at a pot of fish soup with his shiny black eyes, drooling from the corners of his mouth.
Although the fisherman's family relies on the water, the fish they catch on weekdays are dragged to nearby towns for sale, replacing household items such as firewood, rice, oil, and salt. Only some dead fish and small fish are kept for food. Today, this huge pot of fragrant and fresh fish
Fish soup is like celebrating a festival.
Even though Xiongba was seriously injured at this time, he could still observe the various physical conditions of the fisherman at a glance. With a slightly relaxed expression, he reached out and touched the boy's head, and said in a deep voice with a smile, "Let the child eat first."
He has always given orders without getting angry.
Hearing this, the fisherman subconsciously did not dare to disobey. He smiled and nodded and served a bowl of golden fish soup to the boy who was already drooling.
The boy couldn't wait to pick up the porcelain bowl, and took a few puffs without worrying about burning his mouth. He squinted his eyes and drank comfortably.
Xiong Ba smiled and nodded slightly, and was about to reach out to scoop out a bowl of fish soup. Unexpectedly, there was a "ping pong" sound, and the porcelain bowl in the boy's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He lay on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.
The fisherman immediately screamed in fear and stood up at a loss.
Xiongba's face turned cold, his eyes flashed with sharp light, he raised his palm to kill the fisherman, but suddenly he took back his palm with a look of confusion, snorted coldly and shouted, "Where are the rats sneaking around and poisoning this pot of fish soup? Come out."
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Infused with the power of his soul, his voice quickly spread out.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of ragged clothes outside, indicating that many enemies were approaching. One of them, a male voice full of resentment, said, "Xiong Ba, you used dirty methods when you killed my parents."
, now I am just repaying others with their own treatment, and today will be your death anniversary next year!"
"oh?"
Xiong Ba sneered and stood up slowly, ignoring the fisherman lying on the ground holding his adopted son in pain, and said calmly, "I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years. I don't know how many people died in my hands in the past. I can't even remember. What kind of family are you from?"
A person from the household?"
The man was about to reply when suddenly bursts of screams came from outside, as if there were arrows and hidden weapons flying through the air rapidly. Almost at the same time, a burst of screams followed by a tinkling sound erupted.
Xiong Ba slightly clenched his hands behind his back, and the energy that had just been gathered in his hands immediately collapsed and disappeared.
After a while, the screams outside the house and the clashing of swords, gold and iron completely fell silent. Only the sorrow of the old fisherman who lost his son was still echoing inside the house.
The sound of breaking the wind came to the door, and they all shouted.
"Congratulations to the gang leader to return to the gang!"
"Gang leader, we came late to escort you, please help me atone for my sins."
Xiongba snorted coldly, walked around the table, walked to the door, and pushed the door open.
I saw fifty or sixty members of the Tianxiahui Gang kneeling on the ground outside. The two leaders were clearly the Tonghuangs. In the courtyard outside, there was already a river of blood and a mess, with more than twenty Jianghu people lying on their knees.
Corpse.
Xiong Ba paused in his steps, turned around and looked at the weeping fisherman in the house, nodded slightly and said, "The child died trying to protect me from disaster, so he is destined to be with me. I want this fisherman to have food, clothing, housing, and transportation for the rest of his life to make up for the loss of his son."
It hurts, take him back."
When all the members of the Tianxiahui heard this, their bodies trembled, they were envious in their hearts, and they shouted in unison.
"The leader of the gang is righteous! The world will strive for hegemony, and it's just around the corner!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Xiongba gave a long laugh like a dragon roaring to the sky, lifted up the cloak behind his back with both hands, strode forward and climbed into the sedan chair.
The child emperors looked at each other, held the doll, smiled, and jumped to the sedan chair to protect the Dharma.
In the sedan chair, Xiong Ba took out the bowl that had not been lost under his robe.
I saw that the entire body of the bowl was emitting glowing light, but several "卍" Buddhist seals were floating on the surface of the bowl like dragons, causing the power within the bowl to be completely blocked and unable to be used at all.
Xiongba's face was serious and his eyes were sharp. He slowly raised his hand, gathered three points of his energy and once again collided with the "卍" on the surface of the bowl.
After half a stick of incense.
A layer of fine beads of sweat secreted on his protruding forehead. He slowly drew back his hands and exhaled, his eyes showing coldness and regret, "Dharma...Dharma, you are already dead."
After so many years, why can your power still persist?...Do you have any secrets hidden in the heart of Bodhidharma?
That heart of Bodhidharma was once passed on to Hui Ke, Bodhidharma’s greatest disciple. Now Hui Ke is probably dead, but Bodhidharma’s heart has fallen into the hands of some eminent monk of the Hui generation in Shaolin?”
With Xiongba's foresight, he already knew in his heart that since this bowl was sealed by Bodhidharma's disciples with Bodhidharma's power, it was now said that he had suffered internal injuries. Even if he was not injured, it would be difficult to consume Bodhidharma's power.
Unblock.
To unlock the ban, perhaps the only way is to find the heart of Bodhidharma.
But the secret related to Bodhidharma's heart is even better than this bowl. How can it be so easy to obtain?
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"Wow!"
"Wow!"
Jiang Dali curiously played with the large string of Buddhist beads weighing over a hundred kilograms in his hand, making a crisp sound when they collided.
There are a total of 18 beads in this large string of beads. They are neither gold nor wood, and I don’t know what kind of material they are made of.
17 of them are the size of a baby's fist, each weighing more than three or four kilograms. Only one is the size of an adult's fist, much heavier than the other 17 beads. It seems like a strange weapon.
"The weight of this string of prayer beads is to my liking, but its functions seem to be quite useless. The functions of concentration and meditation are of little use to me, and the unknown functions are even more difficult to fathom."
Jiang Dali looked at an item message that appeared on the panel.
"[Master Hui En's consecrated Buddhist beads]
Level: Top quality Buddhist utensils
Weight: 108 jins, 8 taels, 8 qian
Effect: 1:9 level concentration;
2: Level 9 meditation;
3:???
4:???
Explanation: This string of beads was tailor-made for Master Hui En, and its weight is not friendly to other monks."
Jiang Dali shook his head and casually hung the beads around his neck as an ornament.
For him, the weight of this string of prayer beads is as light as nothing, and it does not affect it. At most, it may be unfriendly to the Demon Eagle and increase some of the burden on the Demon Eagle. This also makes Jiang Dali even more determined to get it sooner.
After returning to the village to tame the magic dragon and become a new mount, the magic eagle, which has been working hard for more than a year, can naturally retire and rest.
"Master! I'm ready! Can you come in?"
At this moment, Wang Yuyan's quiet and gentle voice suddenly came from outside the tent.
Jiang Dali raised his head and looked at the door, stood up and said with a smile, "Come in, I've been waiting for you for so long, I can't wait for you."
"Yu Yan only hopes that she will not disappoint you, the village leader."
Wang Yuyan opened the door curtain with a sweet smile, and walked in with lotus steps, bringing a scent of orchid.
Jiang Dali put his hands on his back and walked over with a smile. He looked up and down at Wang Yuyan, who was combing her beautiful bun. She was wearing a jade-colored, red, green, and burgundy jacket, which made her look slender and tight. All she could see was her green eyebrows and her cold phoenix.
The eyes, fragrant cherry mouth, and veritable phoenix-eye eyebrows are full of classical beauty, and the breath is long and steady.
Wang Yuyan was so embarrassed by his unscrupulous look, she lowered her head with a red face and said na na.
"Why is the village master staring at me so closely?"
Jiang Dali laughed, nodded and looked back in praise.
"It seems that you have indeed not been idle these days. Your strength has actually reached the second level of Heaven and Human. It seems that both your complexion and appearance have become much more beautiful."
This was the first time for Wang Yuyanshang to receive such an unprecedented compliment from Jiang Dali. Regardless of whether the tone was emotional or teasing, it made her heart skip a beat. She secretly rejoiced. She opened her mouth to ask "Is it true?" but Jiang Dali didn't.
He turned around and changed the subject.
"I won't stay here for too long. Time is tight, so we will start today. You will inform me of the revised practice plan, and I will try to see if I can improve the practice."
Wang Yuyan felt sad and disappointed for a while, but then she took another breath, suppressed her fluctuating emotions, followed calmly, and explained her knowledge of the three techniques of "Immortal Divine Art", "Xiantian Gangqi" and even "Tai Xuan Jing".
Many understandings and cultivation ideas were explained to Jiang Dali from various aspects, combined with the advantages and disadvantages of Jiang Dali's "Dali Shen Gong".
All of these skills are exquisite, profound and powerful.
For ordinary people, it would be difficult to understand any of them thoroughly.
However, for Wang Yuyan's monster-like gifted understanding, fully understanding each technique and even drawing inferences about other cases is as simple as eating and drinking.
This is also the reason why Wang Yuyan was still able to break through to the second realm of Heaven and Human on her own after being encouraged by Jiang Dali to improve her strength. After understanding many Heavenly and Human martial arts, she could naturally achieve a breakthrough by analogy.
"Qi sinks in the abyss and condenses at the root of the mountain, so it shows that there is no existence in the emptiness. When it comes to luck, the qi must be transported by itself, and there is no need to worry about where the external force comes from... The emptiness and reality must be distinguished. There is one place, and there is always this emptiness and reality everywhere.
...Don't raise your hands in a daze, his strength will only hinder my fur, my intention has penetrated into his bones, I support it with both hands, and my energy penetrates..."
Wang Yuyan spoke very quickly and explained many martial arts theories to Jiang Dali, who was frowning and meditating.
The two of them quickly entered a state of discussing martial arts and classics in the tent. Jiang Dali felt that many ideas had been opened up. The bottleneck of "Dali's Magic", which had been stagnant, began to loosen, and many ideas inspired by Wang Yuyan popped up in his mind.
Wonderful ideas.
At this moment, it was like a chaotic and broken puzzle appeared in his mind, broken and then put back together, forgetting first and then learning again. His memory and understanding of "Hercules" were completely shattered, leaving no trace, and completely forgotten.
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The many theories described by Wang Yuyan have become new fragments of inspiration that have been integrated into my mind, and they continue to be added.
His brain began to work rapidly, and he began to piece together the shattered martial arts and auras like puzzle pieces, taking the essence and discarding the dross, and creating a new "Hercules" that was more suitable for his current situation.
Before he knew it, a rough outline had been spelled out in his mind, and a diagram of the meridians of the human body emerged.
The new powerful magical skill is based on "power", combined with the concept of the mysterious soul traveling around the world in the "Tai Xuan Sutra", combined with the tenacious concept of the "Immortal Divine Skill" that the power is long-lasting, endless, and the spark can be rekindled.
Combined with the theoretical characteristics of "Xiantian Gangqi", which is extremely domineering, pure yang and infinite, from hard to soft, it is blended to remove the essentials and retain the essence.
"Hahaha, Yu Yan, you are really the lucky star of this village leader. I have already had a clear idea."
Jiang Dali suddenly stopped, his eyes sparkled, he became powerful and powerful, and laughed with the mature spirit of a heroic knight.
"Master, are you going to try it now?"
Wang Yuyan approached in surprise.
"Yes, I still need you to check for me this time!"
Jiang Dali nodded and smiled, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. His whole body was shaken with energy. His upper body robes immediately tore apart, revealing a strong and strong steel body. The whole tent was filled with a strong and masculine aura.
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Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, her heart was beating wildly with fear, and she took several deep breaths before calming down.
At this time, Jiang Dali had closed his eyes and started to perform the exercises, and the true energy in his body involuntarily began to slowly move along a new route.
This is an extremely dangerous process.
The establishment of every new skill, especially the inner skill and mind method, means danger and unknown.
If something goes wrong, it can go astray, or lead to death.
Wang Yuyan observed for a moment, feeling apprehensive, and walked closer, staring at Jiang Dali with her pretty eyes. Then she bent down and half-knelt on the ground, putting her hands close to Jiang Dali's thick back, feeling the pain inside Jiang Dali's body more closely.
Qi condition.
Once there was an error in the movement of Qi in Jiang Dali's body, she could immediately warn him, adapt to the situation, and use her rich experience to make corrections, just like the first time she taught Jiang Dali martial arts by drawing a red line.
Outside the tent, Murong Qingqing personally sat on several sides to protect the Dharma, with the Heavenly Demon Qin placed on the table in front of him.
Once a dangerous situation occurs in the tent, she will also use music as an aid to calm down and exorcise the demons...
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