Chapter 239

Zhao Zilong closed his eyes, and according to the exercises taught to him by Kong Zhun Sanren yesterday, he kept changing various handprints with his hands.

Ever since he got the exercise, he has been staying in the room, carefully comprehending the exercise called the Three Lives Jue, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't feel the so-called vitality of heaven and earth.

"Yuyou Taishi, the brilliant world, clean air floats in the air, and dirty air sinks to dust."

After silently reciting the formulas of the exercises, Zhao Zilong's mind sank into his dantian again, trying to find where the vitality was hidden.

"The benevolent cultivates righteousness, the wise acquire the vitality of heaven and earth, and the strong acquire the vitality of the world!"

I don't know when I suddenly remembered the scene when I asked Xuan Kong for advice not long after I went up the mountain.

"Eldest brother, you said that master wants me to be a fellow practitioner of the third sect? Don't be kidding me." When he first learned about his future practice direction, Zhao Zilong was completely stunned.

Xuan Kong said seriously: "Little brother, fellow practitioners of the three sects, it is extremely difficult to get started. This is also the reason why Master has been letting you exercise your body for the past six months, because the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism and the vitality of Taoist weather are very gentle. Power, not conflict."

"However, Buddhist sects pay attention to diamond physique, and their flesh and blood are too domineering. Once you practice with the three in the future, under the conflict between blood and vitality, you may not be able to control the power in your body, and the power will leak out and explode. and die."

Zhao Zilong felt a cold sweat.

"Three disciples are too dangerous, but once you succeed, your future strength will be immeasurable. Maybe you can catch up with Master."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"That's probably Chengren."

"Do you want to be so ruthless?"

"Maybe...can't."

"Is there any good way, safer."

"Let me think about it... oh, I think about it."

"Say it."

"Master once said that a monk whose strength has reached a certain level can condense his whole body into a relic before falling."

"Relic? Isn't this from the Buddhist sect?"

"Not necessarily, because there is an allusion in the Buddhist classics that a monk who has attained the Tao will leave a relic after sitting down, so that thing is also called a relic."

"That thing? Brother, you said it so lightly, do you have it?"

"Um, little junior brother, do you want to sit down and melt away now?" Xuan Kong stared at Zhao Zilong with a half-smile.

"Oh, senior brother, I was wrong. You, my lord, don't count the mistakes of villains, you should talk to me about this relic." Zhao Zilong flattered his face.

"The relic is the essence of these powerful cultivation bases. Any relic not only has the power to attract attention, but also contains the inheritance of this great power during his lifetime!"

"Not only that, if you can get a relic of the Buddha's cultivation power, although it can't make your realm reach the Wangqi state immediately, but a diamond physique is not a problem."

...

Zhao Zilong's gaze gradually became firmer, and he took out a blood-red bead from his bosom.

This is exactly the bead that Mrs. Zhao secretly gave him before leaving that day. In the past, he didn't dare to think about relics at all, because relics are too rare, and he doesn't know whether they still exist in this world. Even if there are only one or two, no one would be willing to refine them directly.

But Zhao Zilong is different, the kung fu he wants to practice is to first reach the Wangqi state in body training, and then cultivate the awe-inspiring righteousness or the vitality of heaven and earth.

After all three of them have reached the Wangqi state, the weather vitality in Niwan Palace and Dantianli will be merged into one, and they will be able to directly reach the realm of first-grade land immortals!

And in order to have the strength to control the war between the Jiangchu Dynasty and the tribes of the Northern Qiang, Zhao Zilong must reach the state of hope between the two systems. In this case, the fusion of the two systems is enough to make him comparable to Yu Yu The peerless master of atmosphere!

And his goal is to enter at least one of the third ranks before going down the mountain! Originally, this goal may be a bit far away, but it is different now.

This red bead is hope!

As long as he can refine Chizhu, then he can enter the fourth-rank realm in a very short time. In fact, judging from the astonishing power contained in the relic, not to mention the fourth rank, even the second rank is easy. After all, those who can leave the relics are the existences in myths and legends.

But if one wants to achieve the hopeful state, it cannot be achieved by relying on relics alone. The relics left by Da Neng can only push a person's cultivation to the peak of the fourth rank at most. This is not to say that Da Neng's power is not enough, on the contrary, it is because the power is too majestic. After refining the relics, want to It is even more difficult to break through to the hopeful state.

If the human body is a wooden barrel, then the power of relics can be compared to rivers and rivers. It is easy for a river to fill a barrel, but a barrel cannot hold a river.

What relics bring can only be quantitative changes, while the breakthrough of Wangqi realm is a qualitative leap!

Similarly, after breaking through to the Wangqi state, the refining relics will soon break through to the peak of Wangqi. And this has almost reached the limit of the efficacy of the relic, because the breakthrough at a higher level involves some avenues between heaven and earth, and it cannot be achieved overnight by relying on external objects in a short period of time.

He was silently reciting the formulas of the exercises, but the method of refining relics that Xuan Kong said that day appeared in his mind, Zhao Zilong bit the tip of his tongue, and poured a mouthful of painstaking effort directly on the surface of the red bead.

After absorbing the blood essence, the red bead has no other changes except that it is more colorful.

But Zhao Zilong still didn't dare to be careless.

I saw his hands making various handprints continuously, and slapped directly on the red bead through the air.

Finally, Chizhu's surface glowed red.

"Snapped!"

The originally extremely hard surface of the red bead actually cracked a crack, and traces of blood flowed out from it.

Zhao Zilong didn't care about being happy, and immediately changed his handprint again!

I saw the overflowing blood energy drifting towards Zhao Zilong under an invisible pull.

"boom!"

The moment Zhao Zilong's clothes came into contact with the blood energy, they exploded directly, and debris flew all over the room.

Zhao Zilong, who was surrounded by a large amount of blood energy, felt indescribably comfortable at the moment. Wisps of blood energy penetrated into his body along the pores of his body, and gradually merged into his limbs and bones, slowly transforming Zhao Zilong's flesh and blood.

I don't know how long it took, but all the blood in the room has disappeared. Zhao Zilong, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, had a much firmer face than before. He shook his body casually, and suddenly there was a sound of slapping beans.

Clenching his fist, feeling the seemingly inexhaustible power in his body, Zhao Zilong punched out violently.

"boom!"

The strong wind directly broke the vase in the room, leaving behind a lot of debris.

Zhao Zilong's heart was full of shock, he could clearly feel that a large amount of red blood energy was entrenched in his dantian, and the red blood energy he had absorbed before did not even have 30% of the total amount.

Looking at the mess in the room, Zhao Zilong smiled helplessly. There were also bursts of strange smells from the tip of his nose, but it was because he had absorbed blood energy this time, and while strengthening his muscles and bones, he had already experienced hair cutting and marrow washing.

He rushed out of the yard in a hurry, and with a flicker of his figure, he had already arrived at the waterfall in the back mountain.

The running water that had had a great impact on him originally could not shake it at all at this moment!

Back at the residence, Zhao Zilong raised his brows lightly, and faintly felt that there seemed to be something extra in the back of his mind.

Immediately, he concentrated his mind and "looked" into the depths of his mind, but there was a treasure book emitting red light in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fourth-rank martial arts have initially broken away from the category of "mortals", and they can basically sit on the ground and take pictures of themselves. That is to say, in the case of calming their minds and minds, they can look inside the tendons and sea of ​​consciousness in their bodies.

At this moment, Zhao Zilong jumped from being ignorant in practice overnight to being only a thin line away from the hopeful state that people in the rivers and lakes dream of. Speaking of this, I am afraid that many people will regard it as a fairy tale.

Zhao Zilong didn't know that when the red bead burst, two consciousnesses landed in his room instantly, one of which was full of the meaning of Zhongzheng and peace, while the other seemed to be inclusive, extremely tolerant and kind. deep.

After Zhao Zilong successfully washed the marrow, the two divine senses faded away respectively.

At this moment, on the top of Qingyun Mountain.

Kong Zhun Sanren and Xuan Kong sat opposite each other.

Xuankong said enviously: "Junior brother is really lucky. He just asked me about the relic a few weeks ago, and he got one in a blink of an eye. I just don't know which senior kept it."

Kong Zhun didn't answer, instead he sighed and said: "The kid Chang Shan has never suffered much before, this time he fell into that person's hands, it's not considered a disadvantage, just take it as a lesson learned."

"Master, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, but Chang Shan sneaked down the mountain this time, will it be?" Xuan Kong asked worriedly.

"The world will be chaotic, each person has his own fate, so let him go." Kong Zhun Sanren stroked his beard, not caring.

...

Zhao Zilong is struggling in his own sea of ​​consciousness at the moment, the closer he gets to the red book in the back of his mind, the greater the pressure on him.

The seemingly inconspicuous red light made Zhao Zilong unable to resist at all.

In the end, he tried his best, but Zhao Zilong only saw three big bloody characters on the page of the book: "Soldier Fighting Art!"

As the saying goes, the world is bound to be a chaotic world, and the current peaceful and prosperous world may not have many days...

The author, Lazy Scholar, said: In February, the bottom line is guaranteed four times a day. This dream will end tomorrow... the moon tonight is beautiful, I wish everyone good luck in the future...