The motorcade headed east along the Blackstone Road.

"Dad, you said a person's head has been knocked off, how can he still be alive?"

In the carriage, Xue Bai had a cheerful look on his face. In the previous battle, at the cost of minor injuries, he beat the 'Beast Hard''s head to pieces and scattered the white pulp. Even so, the other party still followed him.

Sometimes we played more than ten rounds.

Fortunately, it was him. If it were another person, even a master of the same level would be mentally affected when seeing such a strange scene. With their level of boxing skills, as long as there is a slight flaw in their mind, they will be caught by the opponent.

Increase your chances of winning and kill your opponent.

"Isn't it natural that people can be resurrected even after they're dead, and that they can be beaten even if their heads are gone? In ancient Chinese mythology, isn't there also a legend about a headless war god?"

Qi Long half-closed his eyes, with occasional golden light flowing in his eyes. The state of the 'Feng Long Armor' could only last for half a cup of tea, and with the strength of the dragon evil in his body, it could only be used once in ten days.

But in that state, that mental state, as big as the sky and as strong as the thick soil, had a huge impact on him.

He is currently taking advantage of the lingering mental remnant to reflect and ponder.

In this state, if a colleague comes to disturb you, it is definitely an act of enmity.

"That makes sense!"

It's a pity that Xue Bai has never been able to see. After suddenly realizing it, he put it down and went to Qi Long's side, whispering with a sad face:

"Dad, let me ask you something again, why does little sister Xiaogu grow up so fast?"

"What's wrong?"

Xue Bai carefully glanced at the girl sitting in the same carriage, with a face as cold as frost and eyes like ice cubes. The girl was dressed in red and had long hair reaching her waist. Although her features were pretty, her temperament was as ice-like and there was no trace of strangers in it.

breath.

This girl swallowed a lot of death energy and grew four corpse marks.

Qi Long gave the other party a name, Qi Xiaogu.

I don't know if she likes it or not, but unless it conflicts with instinct, this little zombie never resists any of Qi Lung's actions.

"Sister Xiaogu is growing up so fast. I won't be the younger brother in the future, but she will be the elder sister."

For Xue Bai, a life-and-death fight with that muscular monster who possessed the Hundred Beasts Fist Technique and the Hundred Beasts Fist Intent was like swatting a mosquito, not worth mentioning.

On the contrary, whether he will be a younger brother or an older brother in the future is the most important thing in his life.

"Then you teach her boxing skills on my behalf. In this way, no matter what she looks like, you will be my senior brother."

Xue Bai's eyes lit up and he gave a high-five, "This is a good idea."

Then he let Qi Long go and harassed Qi Xiaogu instead.

Qi Xiaogu, who has four corpse marks, has more corpse energy in his body than most century-old zombies. How to make reasonable use of corpse energy, boxing is at least one way.

Moreover, Qi Lung also wanted to know how powerful a corpse king with great boxing skills could be.

Qi Lung slowly closed his eyes, and his mind once again sank into the 'realm of gods'. This time, he did not use Dragon Evil, nor did he have day eyes, but his spirit slowly opened, and he could take in all the changes in the area of ​​three feet and ten feet in his heart.

The circulation of air, the flow of blood, the expansion and contraction of the internal organs, the changes of essence, energy and spirit, the number of acupuncture points and orifices as many as the stars in the sky, the presence and absence of three souls and seven souls, the vitality of the outside world, and the passing of mountains and rivers, heaven and earth

The subtle changes in it.

All of the above, under the conditioning of the 'divine realm', gradually turned into a small world.

Ever since he killed the Buddha and attained enlightenment, breaking through the shackles of Buddhist cause and effect, Qi Lung's spiritual realm has broken through to an unpredictable level.

Like heaven and earth, but not heaven and earth, like oneself, but not oneself.

If we had to add a definition to this realm, it would be that it is huge. It is a small world created by the dragon's veins of heaven and earth and the unruly spirit of Garuda.

Peeping ghosts and gods, cicadas awakening, it seems that they can be included in it.

And it's not just the inner realm, the "Golden Mountain of Sumeru" attained by the "Silk Bodhisattva" seems to stand in the center of this world.

The Seven Star Boxing Technique of "Hell Difficulty" already contains a hint of changes in the great martial arts system, but because there is no second refinement, the system has not been truly completed.

But the change of this punch opened a door to heaven and earth for Qi Lung.

That is the spiritual realm above this great martial arts system - God!

Only in the realm of gods can one control the great martial arts system.

Qi Long felt that he was now the "sword-wielding" self again, but this "sword" was a spiritual world, more powerful and more dangerous.

This fist spirit, which is comparable to that of heaven and earth, seems to have reached a certain threshold between heaven and man.

Since I have not yet reached the second level of refinement, and my boxing skills have not reached the state of returning to nature, all I can do is to keep trying to figure out how to hold this 'sword' more smoothly.

This process has great benefits. All of Qi Lung's boxing skills were chopped into pieces during this tempering process, and the most essence and valuable ones were extracted and then fused together.

None of the true boxing masters came out by imitating other people's boxing methods. They all figured out the advantages of others, integrated them into their own boxing methods, and finally became their own style.

Qi Lung is walking on this road, and to make progress on this road, he needs a lot of nourishment. Boxing manuals, boxing skills, practice experience, and thousands of people's notes are all nourishment.

Therefore, he is determined to win the Sutra Pavilion in Xue Family Villa!

Three days later, the convoy passed through the Black Stone Road and climbed to Yunzhongqiu.

The altitude of Yunzhongqiu is extremely high, and the average height is even higher than that of ordinary mountain peaks. The higher you go, the thinner the air becomes, making it difficult for ordinary people to breathe. Even when a carriage passes certain places, clouds and mist surround its feet.

The most important thing in practicing Neijiaquan is exhalation and breathing, so the Xue family chose the most difficult training place for themselves.

This may be the reason why the Xue family has inherited the tradition for more than ten generations and has experienced several turmoils but has never been cut off.

During the three days, Qi Lung did not eat or drink, and his aura became deeper and deeper, even taking on the aura of a superior person.

It's so pitiful that the former leader of the Naked Party always kills those in power.

However, this aura of superiority is not the boost of confidence brought by power and wealth, but a natural aloofness, like a cloud that cannot fall down even if it wants to, and has a special sense of mystery.

The convoy was having a meal outdoors. It was almost impossible to light a fire in Yunzhongqiu. Most of the food used was prepared cooked food, and most of them had poor appetites.

Only Qi Xiaogu expressionlessly chewed one big bone after another, as if he planned to eat as many as he wanted.

Xue Bai served with a smile on his face and a frown on his face at the same time.

They say that chewing bones makes bones grow. What if my sister grows too fast and is inferior to her?

He is very happy being an older brother and doesn't want to become a younger brother all of a sudden.

Seeing Qi Long coming over, Xue Bai quickly handed over the last soy bone with a wink, and then said happily:

"We'll be arriving at Yunzhong City soon. We'll see my mother soon. Dad, have you not seen your mother for a long time?"

Qi Long thought for a moment, "Xue Manman and I haven't seen each other for almost ten years."

"I have been practicing outside for half a year. My mother must miss me very much. When I come back, she will make delicious food. My mother is very good at cooking."

"It's just that I didn't save my cousin Sanbao. Mom might beat me again, but for the sake of bringing my brother and dad back, I think mom will be able to forgive me."

Xue Bai turned his head and said, "What do you think, Dad?"

Qi Long laughed: "If your mother knew that you found a husband for her widow, her expression would be beyond imagination."

"Yes, I think so too," Xue Bai said happily.

This kid didn't realize at all that he would probably be beaten to death next.

"Master Bai, the person from the family who picked us up is here."

I saw Lianjiazi with a strong breath, riding on a horned antelope as tall as a horse. There were nearly a hundred in number, running wildly on the grassland, as fast as a horse, and they were rushing over quickly.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a green face. Every time he exhales and inhales, the wind is swirling around him. At first glance, he is a senior fighter who has developed internal skills.

"Uncle Nineteen!"

"Master Bai, fourth brother."

"Nineteenth brother, long time no see."

The fourth uncle cautiously said that the nineteenth uncle was a direct bloodline, and he was just one of the many branches of the family.

Uncle Nineteen nodded arrogantly to Uncle Four, and then turned to look at Master Bai with a loving expression on his face.

"Young master, thank you for your hard work. After half a year of experience, you will be rewarded a lot."
Chapter completed!