The highest state of any boxing skill is a kind of "void spirit" that is born when the physical body breaks through the limits and breaks the secret of life and death. When this "spirit" falls on a person, it can produce all kinds of incredible things.

The change.

There is the inner realm, there is the outer realm, there is 'peeping at ghosts and gods', there is 'cicada's first awakening', there are thousands of ways, all leading to the same destination.

What Qi Lung was eyeing was the slightest change in the spiritual realm imprinted by the original owner in the statue.

If you absorb these spiritual realms, you will directly save more than ten years or decades of hard work and steal other people's martial arts achievements.

This martial arts achievement is not boxing skills, nor strength, nor even the Bai family's seven air refining secrets, and the five blood refining secrets, but the unity of knowledge and action in a martial artist's life, faith, experience, knowledge, experience, inheritance, everything.

Integrated into one, a spiritual achievement was finally born.

This is a unique crystallization of martial arts. Merely judging it by 'fighting style' is already an inferior view.

Of course, Mr. Qi himself is not a high-class person, and all his actions are to improve his immediate combat effectiveness.

So he decided to take the risk to contain other people's 'spiritual realm'.

In terms of difficulty and risk alone, this is ten times or a hundred times more difficult than secretly learning boxing skills and simulating strength.

Qi Lung had been thinking about it for so long, didn't he steal someone else's "Autumn Wind Before the Cicada Wakes Up"?

Even if his son's "ghost-peeping" method can be said to be that he can see whatever he wants, he has not figured out how to do it.

He fell into the so-called "martial arts bottleneck" for five consecutive days because of the "failure of the experiment". He forcibly accommodated a "top spiritual state" and entangled it with the dragon evil clone for a long time, but in the end he failed to absorb it.

He thought for a long time and realized that he might have gone astray.

Perhaps there is something wrong with the idea of ​​starting from the ‘top spiritual realm’.

Without it, the word "top" in "top spiritual realm" is more reflected in the majesty of the spiritual aura. This state requires a kind of grandeur, grandeur, and a strong self-sacrifice.

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To accommodate this kind of mental state, one must have a special match between one's own mind and the original boxer.

Otherwise, either the other party's spirit will be broken, and it is better to be shattered than to be ruined, or your own mind will be turned into an idiot by the other party's thoughts.

So he failed, because what he integrated was the spiritual idea of ​​the first generation Xue family ancestor from the deepest part of Yunzhong Waterfall.

Even if there is only a trace of this ancestor's top spiritual realm, it is ten times more powerful than Xue Bai's 'Peeping Ghosts and Gods'.

In terms of rank, it is much stronger than Qi Lung's own 'primary god'.

He has heard of the name of the other party's 'inner realm' - the 'Nine Qi Emperor's Way'!

How could he have won the favor of Princess Yuji by dressing in white under the watchful eye of various royal masters in the ancient country, without a few tricks?

The huge waterfall falls from the cloud hill, carrying layers of clouds and smoke, and it really looks like "flying down three thousand feet, it is like the Milky Way falling from the sky."

On the ninth day, Qi Lung slowly walked out of the water, and his energy and spirit improved again. His temperament was ever-changing, and it seemed that he could always turn into the face that people like the most, or the face that they hate the most.

This is a strange phenomenon caused by the powerful aura of the 'living human pile' that has not yet been fully absorbed into the energy channels and is wandering around on the body surface.

Sure enough, as soon as they left a certain range, the mental pressure that was weakened by 70% but was still very terrifying disappeared.

"Why, have you finally reached the top? Listen to what the old man said. When practicing martial arts, you can't be hasty or impatient. Keep calm, practice day by day, and persevere is the way to go."

Unfortunately, Uncle Nan's words were not convincing at all. A pile of meat was placed in front of his seat, and three jugs were filled with wine. His face was red and he smelled of alcohol.

Qi Lung was speechless for a while, then said: "Old man, the Xue family's medicinal food preparation is excellent, but why does it not work when it comes to you?"

In the past few days, the two of them had been getting along day and night. Although Qi Lung spent most of his time concentrating on studying boxing, he had become familiar with each other. In addition, the old man was humorous by nature, so he didn't hesitate to say anything.

Although Qi Long had never tabooed anything.

"Hahahaha, one advantage of being older is that others may not listen to you, but others will certainly not dare to take care of you. No one in the entire Xue family dares to take care of me!"

Qi Lung sat down silently, pinched two peanuts with his fingers, and rubbed them slowly. After a while, they ground them into two round peanut kernels. With a flick of his fingers, they popped into the ground.

On the opponent's plate.

"Why, if you run into a difficult situation, do you want the old man to give you a hand?"

Uncle Nan picked up the peanuts, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them.

Qi Long smiled faintly: "I don't dare to reveal my true identity."

When a martial artist encounters difficulties in boxing practice, he will never ask anyone for advice unless he is a very close master.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

And everyone has their own path, and everyone's situation is different, especially in martial arts.

Old Uncle Nan said "Hey". Just by the opponent's hand grinding the peanuts into round shapes, he knew that this boy's strength was already intact. Even if he ran into some difficulties, he was not the kind that could destroy him.

The gateway to the foundation of martial arts.

"Let's not mention this anymore," Qi Lung changed the topic, "Old man, let me ask you, I found that there seems to be something wrong with the position of several statues in this Sutra Pavilion."

According to Qi Lung's observation, the location of the statues should be in order of time. Even if they are from the same era, they should be placed in order.

There are only a few statues of female boxers, and they are placed in a strange way. They are either facing each other, or they are high on the rocks in the water. Each one seems to be taller than the other.

Uncle Nan suddenly became more energetic, and he did not pay attention to the family scandal. He laughed and said: "This matter has already been said. For example, my grandma and my second grandma fought for three days under thunderclouds for a man.

Three nights..."

This young man who is over 130 years old knows all kinds of scandals, gossips and gossips about the Xue family by heart. Unfortunately, no one has ever shared this joy with him.

Xue Bai was the only one who was willing to listen and dared to listen, but his brain was not very good. Now Qi Long is here, and his strength is attractive to him. It can be said that he is right to his taste.

This conversation lasted from day to night. The clouds seemed to have a light-storing effect. Even in the middle of the night, the light falling from the clouds was only gray, not completely dark.

Uncle Nan finally vomited out the history of internal strife between women in the Xue family that he had stored up for hundreds of years. Looking at the happy look on the old man's face, it was as if he had taken a very clean excrement.

"It's interesting. Life is really interesting. You can see all kinds of weird things."

Uncle Nan shook his head and burped several times. With a happy face, he looked for a place to pee. While peeing, he chanted:

"The golden duck incense burner rises with auspicious smoke. The feast begins with a wonderful dance. A spring song moves the red strings. Fine wine is poured and the boats are sipped. For the past nine days, the wind has been clear and the dew has been refreshing. It is like an early cool day. The peach blossoms have been blooming for a thousand years.

May you live longer and be better than the gods."

Qi Long looked at the other person's back and suddenly showed a strange smile.

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The Buddha's voice was loud and resounded three feet around Xue Chenzhou.

Every time the Buddha's voice was loud, like the sound of a golden gong, Xue Chenzhou felt blood rushing to his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue and other parts.

"The six roots are: the first is the eye root, the second is the ear root, the third is the nose root, the fourth is the tongue root, the fifth is the body root, and the sixth is the mind root. That's why it is called the six roots.

The six roots can give rise to various karma. Just like grass and trees, they give birth to flowers and leaves, and their seeds actually develop and turn around to produce each other. Therefore, there are six emotions and six desires, six dyes and six entanglements, six thieves and six dusts, six consciousnesses, etc. And color, sound, fragrance,

Taste, touch, and dharmas are originally empty and silent, without moving the body or mind."

As the Buddha's sound gradually compressed, Yama Buddha's five fingers turned into the color of blood gold, making Zhi Fist seals, pinching or pressing, and continuously tapping the major acupuncture points on Xue Chenzhou's face.

Countless strange, harsh, sharp, and illusory feelings emerged out of thin air.

It seemed like countless weirdos were screaming, roaring, and burrowing into his body around him.

And this wave of Qi and blood, which is higher than the previous wave, surges to the acupuncture points, and the acupuncture points are purple and red and are about to explode. Whenever the acupoints are about to explode, the sound of the round protector hitting the wooden fish will become faster and steady.

The devil in the blood.

Every time the wooden fish makes a sound, the surrounding walls will rustle, shaking off countless dust.

"All living beings are clinging to plans, making arrogant choices, racing with thoughts, and burdened with troubles. Due to the causes and conditions, they wander around in life and death."

"If you can use your wisdom and will to examine yourself and think, and understand these six roots, then all the roots will be exhausted."

Yan Fo's voice became louder and louder. He pinched the Demon Subduing Seal with his left hand and pressed it directly on the Baihui point on Xue Chenzhou's head.

Finally, the blood in Xue Chenzhou's body, like the tide of a river, rushed to the top of his head, and then poured into his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other parts.

Xue Chenzhou's senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and intuition were all strengthened tenfold immediately.

And his eyes, earlobes, and tongue became bright red and looked like evil spirits.

According to Buddhism, this is called the three evil karma of the body, mind, and mind.

He turned his bright red eyes and stared at the monk with forty little teeth in front of him. In his eyes, the little monk turned into a giant Buddha with various organs hanging on his body. The surface of the big belly was actually a giant Buddha.

The purple-red placenta contained another little monk who looked exactly the same but had a completely different temperament.

Yama Buddha's smile did not change, and he just said: "Congratulations to the donor, who turned against Buddha and became a demon, and understood the way of the three karma of bleeding."

Xue Chenzhou remained silent, and finally spoke slowly. As soon as he opened his mouth, a gloomy, strange, hoarse, dark, charming, and death tone came out almost at the same time.

"Back then, my father spent a lot of money to cultivate the three blood karma. Your success in annihilation was also due to the demonic gestation of my blood refining path. It was for no reason. What do you want?"

It turns out that when the great elder of the Blood Refining Lineage first asked Yama Buddha to help him practice the three most difficult blood karma among the five blood paths.

As a reward, he leaked the essence of the Xue family's boxing skills, and it was precisely because of this that Yama Buddha was able to refine the blood fetus and resurrect it from the horror of life, death and annihilation.

Yan Fo chuckled and changed the topic: "Back then, your father died under the Thirteen Demonic Swords. Now, that Mr. Sword Demon put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. After putting down the knife, he couldn't lift it up again.

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"As for Shenzhou Donor, you have penetrated three of the five paths of blood training. Compared with the great elder back then, you can be said to be neither stronger nor weaker."

"The sword demon puts away his sword, and he can't reach the blood demon."

"That's it," Xue Chenzhou looked at the other party deeply, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!