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At Qingyun Mountain.

With a wave of the young man's hand, the rock fissure of palm size appears in the palm of his hand under the threat of thunder and lightning. The disordered breath from the palm makes his palm unable to grip it tightly.

"Shaolin Xingyi boxing?"

The sudden appearance of this strange boxing method also surprised the young man. After perceiving the seal of Buddhist light boxing in the sea of knowledge, he suddenly woke up. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the essence was revealed from the corner of his eyes.

"Is this the secret of the seal?"

Ling Jian perceives the artistic conception of Shaolin Xingyi boxing. There is a kind of flavor of shape and meaning all over his body. When he perceives the seal again, he is surprised to find that the fluctuation on the seal disappears completely, and the Zen that can be used for his perception is gone.

"Xingyi boxing, what is the meaning of form? Is it the seal shape of the boxing that is simulated in Zen?"

Ling Jian's face suddenly changed, and his hands were empty, just like embracing the sun and the moon. In front of his chest, several fists appeared, and then converged together to form a head size fists. A sense of form and meaning emerged from the head size fists. The wave just diffused, but soon disappeared It dissipates directly.

"I can't shape it. It seems that Shaolin Xingyi boxing is not as easy as I thought."

The fist seal dissipated and the form and meaning disappeared. Ling Jian felt that his energy had been hollowed out, and he stood in the same place.

"It must be because of the appearance of form and meaning that the Chan Yi Quan has just been printed with waves. Is it because of the cracks in the rocks?"

After Ling Jian recovered for a long time, his mind went back to the past, and he thought of the abrupt change of the fist seal in the Zen cube, which was also a loss of voice.

Suddenly, the crack of rock with the size of palm is full of thunder, and there are signs of distortion. The outline of fist diffuses out. When this kind of outline phenomenon comes out, Shaolin magic fist blows out with a wave of the youth's palm, and several fist seals gather, finally encircling the mountain with the outline of fist.

When the mountain trembled, the outline of the fist slowly twisted and turned into a clearer fist. A strong sense of form and meaning bloomed from above.

Hum.

The form and meaning complement each other with mountain fists, and the forces are against each other. The previously uncontrollable form and meaning are as if they were suppressed by mountain fists. They are severely suppressed in mountain fists, making the originally distorted mountain fists look more real because of the suppressed form and meaning. They are totally close to the feeling of normal people's fists.

Hum.

However, just when this feeling was diffused, Shan Quan trembled, its shape and meaning hummed, and the sound of violent collision was produced by friction with Shan Quan. The amazing thunder directly shot out of Ling Jian's chest. The void in front of him seemed to be blasted by this amazing fist, forming a black hole vortex.

"This power..."

"So strong."

Ling Jian looked at this scene in surprise. After a long time, the black hole whirlpool trembled, and the amazing waves around his fist filled out. In an instant, eight peaks were smashed directly under the light wave and force of his fist.

This power is obviously almost three times as powerful as before.

In the past, the power of boxing only attracted a trace of form and meaning, but this time, it gathered the power of several forms and meaning, and it will not be long.

"After this blow, the strong men at the top of the eight heavens may not dare to fight directly?"

Ling Jian clenched his right hand into a fist and looked at the fist with a faint aura dissipating. He recalled in his mind the big body of the eight heavenly martial arts strongman. After reaching the eight heavenly martial arts strongman, the body of the giant spirit can be completely integrated into the physical body, which requires not only a strong body, but also a strong cultivation and aura.

In the past, young people may not dare to face up to the martial arts of bachongtian. But after this time, Ling Jian is very confident. Even if he doesn't use the domineering aura of immortal Heiyan and doesn't use the giant spirit state, just such a punch will be enough for ordinary bachongtian martial arts.

"Cough."

Ling Jian coughed softly, and the feeling of eating back from his body also made his face distorted. Although this Xingyi boxing is powerful, it is quite obvious to show his own eating back.

After about half a time of recovery, the boy's body swayed again, and once again performed Shaolin Xingyiquan.

In the following time, the young people are like entering a closed state every day, constantly practicing Shaolin Xingyi boxing, unconsciously, seven days of time is quietly lost in this kind of practice.

Within seven days, the young people gradually become proficient in the integration of form, meaning and mountain boxing. Although they can't reach the level of free will and perfect, that level of proficiency has obviously changed more than before. This change also makes the young people's boxing no longer as dull as before.

In the afternoon of the fourth day, in Qingyun Mountain, a figure of a young man suddenly appeared on the pool surrounded by the mountains with amazing speed. A little calm on the surface of the pool is to jump on the bank, sit directly on a rock, and restrain the mountain fist in front of his chest."I didn't expect that after 11 days of practicing boxing, I now know that it's just a fake of Shaolin Xingyi boxing. The real Shaolin Xingyi boxing doesn't need the help of any foreign things as the medium, it only needs a kind of form and meaning, Zen."

"Perception."

Sitting on the rock, Ling Jian's face is solemn, just like an old monk. He tries to communicate with the cube fist seal of Zen in the sea of knowledge, but he is disappointed to find that there is no fluctuation in the above Zen, and now he can't reach the state that he is full of Zen as if he had entered the Buddhist world.

However, he had no choice but to walk out of the meditation. With a wave of his hand, Shan Quan was transformed into a mountain of palm size under the power of Nei Lei Jing. When the mountains were twisted and intended to become Shan Quan, he was thrown by the young man's arm, turned into the light of thunder and fell under the pool.

Bang.

On the calm surface of the lake, there are amazing waves rising from the sky, thunder and lightning are rampant, and some ferocious animals and fish with weak cultivation are living on the spot, floating out of the water and exposed to the air.

"It's time to enjoy the cultivation. It's said that the fish aura is very rich, which is very helpful for the recovery of aura. I'll have a try."

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