Chapter 247: The True Essence of Fulongquan
Beacon City.
In a large hall in the center of the city, a burly figure sits cross-legged, with a strong and round aura all over his body, exuding a vague martial arts momentum, blending into the void in the hall.
For a moment, all the breath in the entire hall was rising and falling with this figure, exhaling and inhaling, and the air flow circulated.
hum!
In an instant, the eyes of the majestic figure opened and closed, and in an instant, the entire stone palace suddenly lit up, the silence was broken, and his eyes were full of sharpness.
"Judge!"
The voice was like thunder, and soon a silhouette of a warrior guarding outside the hall quickly left, and within half a stick of incense, the short judge hurried into the hall.
"Who took the ancient sword away this time?"
The judge prostrated on the ground, with horror in his eyes, chills all over his body, did not dare to raise his head to look at the burly figure in front of him, his ears were ringing, his mind was really in a trance.
He restrained his mind, resisted the chill and said: "It's a young man whose bone age is only about 30, and he should have opened up five divine apertures.
The elder who falsely claimed to be the elder of Huashe Bobu, but his real origin is not clear, before leaving Fenghuo City, thirty miles east of the city, he beat the old man Huoge to pieces with a few strokes. "
"I have already invited this person to join the trip to the secret realm in four months, and he has already agreed."
Without hiding anything, the judge told everything he knew. He didn't know why the ghost master gave off such a cold chill, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing.
Is there something wrong with the ancient sword?
Time passed bit by bit, but the ghost master above did not make a sound at all, and the breath began to stagnate in the hall, which made the judge crawling below even more at a loss.
"Ok."
After a long time, a voice sounded, and the judge felt the pressure surrounding him disappear from all directions.
"Go down."
"yes."
Walking out of the stone palace, the judge only felt chills all over his body, as if he had walked through the real gate of hell.
The ghost master is unpredictable and cruel. He has never seen anyone dare to disobey the ghost master, and he is also very cold and ruthless towards his subordinates.
After that, he didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly walked outside. As for what happened, he didn't dare to ask unless the ghost master said anything.
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Xia tribe.
In the early morning, the purple air is thousands of miles across the endless world from the east, and drifts over the mountains. When the golden crow flies to the sky, it disappears in an instant, as if it has never appeared before.
The members of the Xia tribe came out of the house one by one. After taking care of the children and men in the family, the young women and women began to head out of the house with small rattan baskets on their backs.
Or go to the medicine garden, or go through the ancient wilderness to work in the corn field.
Due to the setting up of the witch spirit array underground, and the aura gathered by the gathering spirit array around the tribe, the corn rose very well, and each plant shone with a green light, swaying with the mountain wind.
After years of cultivation, the corn plants of the tribe have changed greatly, with stronger branches, leaves and stems, and the corn grains produced are no longer the original small particles, but have become several times larger.
The corn plant is one and a half meters high, and each ear of corn is round and full, shining with golden brilliance, and the grains are like crystal beads.
Now corn has begun to supply the tribe,
This kind of spiritual rice with a hint of spirituality is welcomed by the whole tribe, especially for the dolls and newly born babies in the tribe, the corn porridge is very nourishing. starter
It's a pity that the tribe has too many people. Now, except for the dolls, teenagers, women who gave birth to babies, and totem warriors in the tribe, the rest of the tribe can only eat once every three days.
Fortunately, the Temple of Si Nong is planning to expand the planting area. I believe that it won't be long before everyone in the tribe can eat corn with spiritual energy every day.
Sufficient spiritual energy makes the field continuously grow weeds, which compete with the corn for spiritual energy, so the weeds in the corn field need to be cleaned up in time.
Now the tribesmen perform their own duties, even if they don't become totem warriors, they can join the ministries to help each other, and each has its own division of labor.
Resources from all regions of the mountains are continuously being sent to the tribe, and the Foundry Hall is preparing to replace the tribal soldiers with new weapons and armor.
The Palace of Beasts vows that everyone in the city can eat roe deer meat every day.
Si Nong Dian is a demon that makes everyone eat Lingmi.
The tribe grows day by day, so all the tribesmen see it.
...
In Lingquan Hall, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his breath was silent.
hum!
In a daze, a ray of blue light flashed across his consciousness, tearing apart the darkness, and the blue sun illuminated this illusory world.
The sea of spiritual awareness.
After more than ten days of retreat, Xia Tuo finally found his own soul sea, which is like a world of nothingness, with inner spiritual consciousness.
hum!
In an instant, the spiritual consciousness came out through the body and spread towards the surroundings. At this moment, the clear water and green lotus in the spiritual pool in the Lingquan Hall swayed, and a little white protrusion appeared on the black dragon joint bone.
Outside the Lingquan Hall, the stone steps are simple and unsophisticated, and the mountain is undulating. The scene of about four hundred feet is all in his perception.
It has a radius of four hundred feet, which is about two miles, which means that his spiritual consciousness is released, and he can detect movements within a radius of about two miles.
For a while, he was still a little curious, after all, he could perceive the outside scene without using his eyes.
Mental power, it's so fun.
After a long time, Xia Tuo calmed down and started to comprehend the Dao Rhyme. What he comprehended from the beginning was the Dao Rhyme of Water, and following his practice of swordsmanship and boxing, he moved closer to the Dao Rhyme of Water.
The power of water is overlapping, and a little ripple is enough to be endless. This is just one of the mysteries of the rhyme of water.
His Thousand Heavy Sword was derived from this mystery of water, so he called this mystery Thousand Heavy.
In addition to the comprehension of water, he also comprehended a kind of perception like a whirlpool of mud.
It's like drowning, and like a person trapped in a swamp, deep in it, no matter how hard he struggles, there is only a deep sense of powerlessness left.
He called the mystery of this kind of perception drowning.
Taking the meaning of sinking into weak water and drowning life, this is his own understanding of the rhyme of water.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
There are countless mysteries hidden in the myriad Taos of heaven and earth. For the same Tao rhyme, different people who observe it will have different perceptions after observing it.
Wandao is not absolutely powerful, the real strength is inner strength.
Although there are thousands of Taoisms, the ones who control them are people.
Clang!
The Buzheng Sword appeared in his hand, and the Dao of Water Talisman shone with blue divine light, and then the Dao of Water Rhyme divine light flourished, wrapping Xia Tuo.
The water rhyme is endless and mysterious. At this moment, in Xia Tuo's spiritual sea, he could only feel the manifestation of countless blue Taoist talismans, intertwined in his spiritual consciousness.
These dao talismans are all derived from the dao rhyme of water, representing all the mysterious artistic conceptions related to water in this world.
Even the strongest in the barren land would not dare to boast, saying that he has complete control over a dao rhyme.
There are blue Dao talismans shining in his eyes, and he constantly comprehends these Dao talismans and confirms with his own perception, so as to continuously deduce the Dao rhyme he needs.
Among all the Tao rhymes of water, he only chose Qianzhong and Drowning. The Tao rhymes were too mysterious, and he only took two scoops of three thousand weak waters.
With the blessing of the Rhyme of the Way of Water, his understanding of the two mysteries is getting deeper and deeper, almost at an unimaginable speed.
In an instant, all the inside of his spiritual sea were transformed into the runes of the Dao Rhyme of Water, and the runes of the Dao Rhyme manifested in every strand of his spiritual consciousness.
Click!
I don't know how long it has passed. Inside Xia Tuo's spiritual sea, countless runes collapsed and turned into a mess. A faint blue light manifested, outlining a rune in the shape of a thousand waves. Then another round-like rune appeared.
Thousand weights and drowning!
These are the two water rhymes he has comprehended, and at this moment he is trying to integrate these two water mysteries into one.
Previously, his thousand heavy swordsmanship contained the power of one weight after another, and the weights overlapped, and each weight was stronger than the last, and he was indomitable.
But when fighting with people, once the opponent has the idea of breaking away, he can retreat violently, leave his attack range, and reduce the damage of the Thousand Epee Sword to himself.
The Thousand Epee Sword lacked the feeling of being entangled by tarsal maggots.
The fusion of two kinds of mystery, with the superposition of a thousand heavy swords, is indomitable, and has the entanglement of drowning like tarsus maggots. Once it is affected by swordsmanship, it is like a drowning person, unable to break free.
No matter how thousands of people in the world comprehend it, this is his water method, which is like a tarsal maggot, and the water sword is endless.
Clang!
At this moment, his mind was silent, and he merged with the phantom of the totem god in the sea of spirit orifices, and then the sword box clanged, and the sword of Buzheng appeared in his hand.
Clang!
In an instant, Xia Tuo controlled the totem god to slash out with a sword, and suddenly ripples appeared on the body of the sword, starting from the tip of the sword of Buzheng, spreading outward, and the wider the spread, the larger the range of ripples appeared. Vortex, pull around.
The perfect fusion between ripples and swirls exudes a roundness.
The Way of Water, Little Perfection!
The combination of the two kinds of water mystery has reached a mellow state.
At the same time, the blue light glowing on his body, the two kinds of mysteries began to generate Dao talismans, Dao rhymes formed naturally, converging outside the body, one after another like water waves, like vortexes.
In Xuan Ao, a blue light figure emerged, his eyes opened and closed, and he stared in all directions. The figure stepped on two dragons, with a human body and a bird face, standing on top of the surging blue waves, depicting his totem of the Tao of water.
call!
Xia Tuo opened his eyes, and the aura on his body tended to calm down, and he ingested the Dao Talisman of Water from the Qi Sea Divine Aperture.
It took him twenty days to comprehend the two mysteries of Qianzhong and Drowning, and ten days to find the Sea of Spiritual Consciousness with the addition of breath adjustment mental power, and this month passed quickly.
The dao rhyme of water is much dimmer than before. The innate dao rhyme derived from heaven and earth, every time a warrior comprehends it, the aura contained in it will weaken a bit, until it completely dissipates between heaven and earth.
This is also something that can't be helped. The chance is natural, but there is a definite number, which cannot be changed by manpower.
Putting the Dao Rhyme of Water back into the Lingquan, Xia Tuo walked out of the Lingquan Hall, returned to Xiayuan to deal with the family affairs, and then returned to continue the retreat.
If the Taoist rhyme of water has reached the Xiaocheng perfection state, then the Nine Layers Fulongquan can also be improved a little bit.
You must know that he first comprehended Dao Yun, and it was through the Nine Layers of Fulong Fist that he understood what the Dao Rhyme of Water was. Years were wasted.
Although he only has the first four weights of the nine-fold Fulongquan in his hand, judging from the imprint of the boxing method depicted on the animal skin scroll, this set of Fulongquan is respected by the real dragon at the end.
The imprints of the first three forms of boxing look like a dragon with protruding dragon horns on its head, but in fact it is more like a dragon beast. The dragon has a bloated body, thick and short limbs under the abdomen, and no dragon claws on its feet.
After reaching the fourth realm, although the body of the depicted dragon is still a bit bloated, it is a bit slender than the first three dragon shadows. The protruding horns of the dragon branched out, and the dragon feet under the abdomen began to grow three The two claws have begun to take on the shape of a dragon.
This shows that the more advanced the Nine Layers Fulong Fist is, the more vigorous the artistic conception it contains, if you still use the mottled dragon beast shape to describe the fist print, it will not be able to sustain it at all.
Therefore, even if there is no subsequent five-fold boxing method, he still has some guesses in his mind, the more the later, the dragon shape will be more and more similar, and even the last one is to use the real dragon shadow to depict the fist mark.
The real dragon is a very powerful existence on the barren land. According to legend, it can call wind and rain, swallow clouds and fog, control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and can span hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers in an instant.
However, if a dragon wants to cultivate into a real dragon, it must constantly transform its blood. For example, the dragon beasts in the tribe are accustomed to being in the water. It also shows that at the beginning, only the power of water was controlled by the dragon beasts. With the continuous transformation of the blood, the strength Only by continuously strengthening can one be qualified to comprehend other Taoisms.
Inferred from this direction, the artistic conception contained in Fulongquan is nothing more than wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Among them, the rhyme of rain belongs to the rhyme of water, which is one of the mysteries of the rhyme of water, and the mystery of electricity is part of the rhyme of thunder. A kind of mystery.
The real dragon calls the wind and rain, controls the thunder, and is nothing more than the four mysteries derived from the three Dao rhymes.
The mysteries of the Nine Layer Fulong Fist are precisely in the three kinds of Dao rhymes and the four kinds of mysteries.
Now that he has comprehended the Dao Rhyme of Water to the perfect state of Xiaocheng, the next thing he needs is time to settle down, but he can start to comprehend other Dao Rhyme moods to enhance his own strength.
The way of thunder destroys and bursts, and it is the nemesis of evil spirits and ghosts.
At this moment, Xia Tuo got up, walked out, and sat on the extremely purple Leiyang tree in the tribe. The spirit tree swayed, and purple lightning and silver lights exploded around him.
Just like this, he sat on the spirit tree for several days, listening to the sound of thunder rolling in his ears, and with the protection of the extremely purple thunder sun tree, the thunder that fell from the sky would not fall on him.
On this day, in the thousands of miles of ancient mountains, the sound of thunder was rolling, the clouds were densely covered, and the sky was continuously torn apart by the silver light that stretched for thousands of miles, the lightning was silver, and the thunder was like a dragon.
This kind of weather is most suitable for Ziji Leiyang Wood. The giant tree sways, constantly causing thunder to fall from the top of the sky.
At this moment, Xia Tuo didn't dare to have the slightest thought, and even kept his spirit in his body, lest he be affected by the thunder and be wiped out in ashes.
Every thunderbolt falling down will be broken down into thousands of thunderbolts by the Leiyang wood, and spread to every branch and every spiritual leaf.
This sitting for more than a month, Xia Tuo was surrounded by thunder all day, and gradually began to generate a destructive aura from his body, if there was any connection with Ziji Leiyangmu.
ps set to update 400,000 words this month, there are still 20,000 words to go, I can’t finish coding, it’s so sad