Chapter 235 Reappearance of Spiritual Martial Arts

"The shot just now seems to be the unity of spirit and martial arts?" Zong Shou squinted his eyes, thinking carefully about the feeling just now. No, it should be much worse. Not long ago, he used the electromagnetic force of the lightning to push the gun, and then fully stimulated the muscles of the zhenqi, firing a total of 234 shots.

And if it is a true unity of spirit and martial arts, then a thousand spears will not be a problem. The strength is not something that I can control at the moment, and the strength at that time, even compared with those of the peak Xuanwuzong with the nine channels of the earth wheel, is not much better.

In a radius of several hundred feet, everything will also be turned into dust.

However, it is true that this hun power and the psionic energy of heaven and earth do not conflict with the internal energy and blood in one's [body]. And it seemed closer than a few days ago.

A simpler explanation is that in the past, Hunli Zhenqi was the effect of one plus one equaling 1.5. But now, one plus one equals two, naturally the strength has greatly increased.

If things go on like this, maybe, I may really have some hope of the unity of spirit and martial arts. I imagined for a while, my strength will explode, and then I will become the king and hegemony in the east of Yunlu. Zong Shou laughed at himself again, it's not difficult to coordinate the hun power and true energy. It can be done slowly after breaking through to the realm of Tianmai, but if you want to say that the two are combined, even those who have stepped into the fairyland are still a few blocks away.

And even in the Holy Land, there are very few things that can be done.

As for myself, martial arts is nothing. The foundation of a spiritual master is actually very shallow. You don’t have to fantasize about it, and you can’t force it.

Zong Shou gathered his palms together again, and a ball of flame suddenly burst out. It is surprisingly also a silver-white flame, compared with the silver flame on Cai Xiongkui's body just now, except that the color is slightly lighter and has some characteristics of spiral energy, it is the same.

And Xiong Kui, who was half kneeling on the ground, opened his eyes even more: "This is the Imperial Flame Burning Spirit Art! Where did you learn it from?"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiongkui's eyes were full of horror, and he looked at Zongshou fixedly, his tone was almost wordless, extremely difficult: "Could it be just now? You only fought me six times?"

At this moment, not only Xiongkui, but even the other people around were also stunned. After just fighting for a moment, they completely deduced the secret of a top-level secret technique. Even the strong in the Immortal Martial Realm can't do it?

This kind of talent is simply inhuman!

Zong Lan Zongyuan, these people have been wondering how Zong Shou possessed such terrifying sword skills, and Shen Zi also seemed to have some accomplishments in that spear skill.

At this time, they all expressed a sense of suddenness. In dozens of breaths, a nearly complete top secret martial arts can be fully deduced. It doesn't seem unacceptable for such a person to be able to reach this level within a few years after practicing martial arts if he studies swordsmanship intensively.

Zong Shou was completely unaware of the astonished gazes of the crowd, and was still concentrating on studying. It took half an hour before the silver flame in his hand was restrained again.

Still thinking, the reason why he wants to learn this skill from Xiongkui is mainly because of himself and Yiren. Huangyan Burning Spirit Jue is one of the most powerful fire-type exercises passed down in the ancient Yunhuang era. Not only is it perfect for him to shake the world, but it is also useful.

It can even help him to perfect Xuanyuan Yiren's set of exercises.

As for this secret martial art, he didn't think much about the inheritance of the ancient demon emperor.

Later generations did not see many detailed materials in that regard in that library. They only know that there was indeed a tyrannical figure in Lieyan Mountain later on. It is said that he inherited the secret biography of a demon emperor in ancient times. Not only is he powerful in force, but he also built a fine cavalry comparable to the blood cloud cavalry. The total number is only two thousand, but they are invincible for a while.

In the era of spiritual tide, it is very strong. It also once suppressed Yunlu in the east, causing all the sects to retreat and occupy more than 20 provinces.

However, although this person's rise was fast, his fall was also extremely fast. In just six years, it has fallen. Ling Yunzong, who had recovered part of his vitality, entangled the powerful from all sides in the east to besiege and kill him, and the one who died was extremely heroic.

Could this person be the Xiongkui in front of him?

Zong Shou came back to his senses and took a closer look at the blood-stained prince of Lieyan Mountain.

Then he shook his head slightly. Legend has it that when the demon king of Lieyan Mountain died, he received one hundred and forty-nine punches, two hundred and twenty-one sword strikes, and countless wounds from gunshots and knives.

When he was about to die, he still fought hard, and after dying with the two celestial Wuzong, he died laughing.

The image of Xiongkui in front of him is right, but this temperament, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it.

This guy definitely can't be that heroic. When he read the biography of this person, he was really heartbroken. In any case, it is impossible to connect this Xiongkui with that person.

After a dumb laugh, Zong Shou noticed the surprised gazes of the people around him.

At first he was stunned, but after a while, Benyin realized something. He couldn't help frowning secretly, he didn't know how to explain this matter. Do you want to tell these people that you have read the secret book of Huangyan Burning Spirit Art in your previous life, and it includes most of the content?

Thinking about it again, it's actually not a bad thing. Zong Shou simply pretended not to know, put away the sword in his hand, and still looked at Xiongkui meaningfully: "The matter is over, you can go! As for this guy, let someone treat his wounds. If he is not dead, he will Let him draw the city defense map, and then follow up."

After speaking, he went straight to the direction of the distant convoy.

Chuxue was stunned for a moment, and then hurried to catch up after a while, with a strange expression on his face: "Young master, really don't care about him? This Xiongkui will be fine if he doesn't run away, and he will follow up by himself. Isn't he a fool?"

Zong Shou smiled, and asked Zong Lan who was at the side with a smile, "If uncle is this hero, will he follow?"

Zong Lan shook her head without thinking: "No!"

The eyes are extremely complicated, staring deeply at Zong Shou. I feel happy and strange at the same time.

For a moment, it seemed like a feeling of the rebirth of the king. I remember that in the past, when his elder brother Weiran occasionally asked him questions, he had the same tone.

Gentle yet majestic, plain yet confident, not to mention decisive.

After losing his mind for a moment, Zong Lan gathered all his thoughts again, and explained: "The city defense maps revealed by this person are just trivial matters, but this Emperor Flame Burning Spirit Art is no small matter. If Lie Yanshan knows, even if Xiongkui is his own son, and he will kill him with all his strength! This Xiongkui has no other way of life except to go to Tianshan Mountain with us." When he spoke, even he himself did not realize it. There was a little more respect in his tone, just like when Zong Weiran was still alive.

"So for such a guy, it's okay to let him slip away!"

Zong Shou smiled, flicked the center of Chuxue's eyebrows with his fingers, and then casually asked: "That's right! Uncle Lan has been to Shenchenyunhai, so do you know if my father is alive or dead? What's the situation over there?"

Zong Lan's figure suddenly stopped, suddenly ashamed, sometimes resentful. After a long while, he suddenly clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Zong Lan is incompetent. He has been sunk in the sea of ​​clouds for several months, and he doesn't know the good or bad of the emperor. He only knows that there are still a few celestial Wuzong waiting nearby. Zong Lan also sneaked in, but was forced to retreat just as he reached the periphery."

After a little hesitation, Zong Lan lifted the sleeve of his left arm again. Surprisingly, a small half of the muscles in the entire arm had rotted away. It is already healing, but the bruise color and the blood with thick juice are still shocking to look at. Zong Lan also smiled wryly and said: "This is only the outermost area, injured by a sixth-order blood-transforming scorpion. It is rumored that not only all kinds of poisons are densely covered inside, but also countless seven-eighth-level spirit beasts live in it. In my estimation, Mr. Most of the time, it’s more bad luck than good luck.”

Zong Shou frowned first, then regained his composure. This Zong Lan has really reached the sea of ​​sinking clouds, and it is far more than just searching the periphery.

To Zong Weiran, it can be said to be a diehard loyalty. But at this moment, this person ignored Zong Weiran's 20,000 relatives, and instead commanded the 1,000 black fox cavalry, and ran to sink into the sea of ​​clouds, which shows that he is not a unique talent. This is what he was talking about, a person who can only be a general but not a handsome person.

If it wasn't for the prince left behind by Zong Weiran who was infiltrated and wooed, Zong Shou from the previous life might still have some chance of survival.

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In this Ruo Strait, Zong Shou only let his 5,000 knights under his command rest for a night before going on the road again.

However, unlike when they came a day ago, those Xuanshan armored cavalry are almost all high-spirited and elated. Occasionally, when he saw Zong Shou's carriage, his eyes were much gentler, with a hint of respect.

It wasn't because of yesterday's great victory, but Zong Shou ordered people to collect the bones of those who died in battle overnight, sacrifice and bury them personally, and ordered people to cut stones and carve steles as a memorial. The bow in front of the stele at that time almost eliminated most of their resentment.

As for the rest of the people, they will all be rewarded with beast crystal spirit stones. Not only fair, but surprisingly rich. Everyone who participated in the battle was a heavy bag of beast crystals, as well as pills they had snatched. Even in the back, the rewards for those who guard the car formation are also quite a lot. Especially for those who died in battle, their family members can have no worries about food and clothing for generations.

Even the one thousand black fox cavalry received a lot of rewards for beheading dozens of spiritual masters and eight thousand elite soldiers.

Even though their prince doesn't know how to practice martial arts or spiritual skills, at least he is generous enough to understand and sympathize with soldiers.

But he didn't know that Zong Shou was staring at his purse in a daze for a while. It wasn't until the cloud-turning car got out of the Ruo Strait that he sighed and looked away.

In fact, compared to those Yuan Mie Luan talismans, those little pension rewards are not too much. Although it hurts, it's not worth it.

What Zong Shou is really worried about right now is the future.

At that time, all the heroes rose together, and there were battles in Yunluping in the east almost every year. There are endless conflicts among the various sects in various cities. If it is such a bleeding consumption every time, how can this happen? ! .