Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 22
Tick!
The first trace of true energy in the body was born!

Infuriating, what is infuriating?

True corresponds to False and False.

At the first-order acquired stage, the internal force is only running through the meridians in the body, even at the later stage when it can attack from the body, it is just an invisible energy.

But true qi is different. After a warrior breaks through the second-order congenital realm, the true qi in the body will come out of the body, and can be transformed into weapons such as swords, guns, swords and sticks, which are tangible and colorful, tangible and visible.

"Hunyuan Divine Art" is a skill created by Chen Hengzhi with no attribute, or in other words, a chaotic attribute.

The color of the zhenqi generated by it is chaotic and divided into yin and yang poles. The place where it intersects is white, and what extends backward is black. After that, it merges. It is neither white, nor black, nor gray. It looks like black and white.

A trace of chaotic zhenqi was generated, and a vortex of air flow formed above Chen Hengzhi's head, like a whale swallowing, quickly absorbing the aura of the outside world.

After half an hour, the vortex gradually dissipated.

"It's gone?"

Feeling the empty outside world, Chen Hengzhi complained endlessly in his heart: "I haven't had enough fun yet, isn't the aura density too low? It's no wonder that there are no masters of the second-order innate realm in the world of Xiaoao. It may be that martial arts have been lost. Withering and aura desert are also one aspect, right?"

He could feel that the aura in the distance was slowly moving closer, which corresponded to the principle of water flowing downhill.

About three hours later, the aura stopped flowing, and within a radius of one mile, the original vacuum state had returned to its original aura density.

Feeling the internal force of true qi mixed in his body, Chen Hengzhi estimated that if he wanted to upgrade all these internal forces into true qi, with this concentration of spiritual energy, he could only absorb three times a day, and it would take at least two months.

With a flick of the fingers, a burst of true energy escaped from the body, gradually transformed into a lightsaber, shot away with electricity, and after flying three feet, gradually dissipated.

Chen Hengzhi flicked lightly at the stone wall again. The lightsaber easily tore open the stone wall like a hot knife cutting butter. He took a step forward and stroked the chi deep sword marks on the wall.

After testing the power of Qi, Chen Hengzhi nodded with satisfaction.

The lethality of zhenqi, as well as its attack range, has increased by more than ten times compared to the previous stage of internal strength.

Afterwards, Chen Hengzhi practiced sword skills, palm skills, light kung fu, etc. one by one, trying to get familiar with the soaring power and the strength of his shots.

Otherwise, you will not be able to control your own strength and accidents will easily occur.

At this time, Linghu Chong climbed up the cliff excitedly with the food box in hand, seeing Chen Hengzhi practicing his sword skills, the food box dropped to the ground in surprise.

I saw Chen Hengzhi holding a chaotic lightsaber, with extraordinary momentum. Linghu Chong looked around, like looking at flowers through a fog. Sword marks.

"Master...Senior brother, have you become a fairy?"

After Chen Hengzhi waved away the lightsaber in his hand, Linghu Chong let out a breath, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, picked up the food box on the ground, and quickly stepped forward, asking frantically on his face.

Chen Hengzhi gave him a disgusted look, reached out to take the food box, and said, "Look at your talent, wipe off your saliva before talking."

Linghu Chong wiped his mouth, squatted on the ground, watched Chen Hengzhi eat, and asked again: "Brother, have you become a fairy?"

"Fuck off, no!"

Chen Hengzhi put down the bowl and chopsticks, waved his hands, stared at Linghu Chong, and said, "You ignorant guy, once you say that, you know that you are a brother. You haven't read the "Martial Arts Chronicles" I wrote, have you? "

"What? What's the record? I don't know, brother, where did you put it?"

Linghu Chong looked confused, and said: "By the way, senior brother, have you eaten enough? I only ate half of the usual amount today and it's not enough."

Chen Hengzhi wiped his mouth slowly, and said: "The book that Brother Wei just mentioned is placed in the Library Pavilion, and any Huashan disciple can borrow it. How dare you say you don't know?"

"Uh... this... Brother, you know, I get a headache every time I read a book, and I haven't even entered the Library Pavilion..."

Under Chen Hengzhi's piercing gaze, Linghu Chong lowered his head as if guilty of guilt.

"You, it's really... oh!"

Chen Hengzhi pointed at him, and said bitterly, "Brother has broken through to a higher realm today, and he is in a good mood. I will tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Listen carefully."

"Okay, brother, please tell me."

Linghu Chong put away his cynical expression, and replied with a serious face.

"In Wei's opinion, martial arts training can be divided into three levels. The first level is painting gourds and scoops; that is, you can practice as the master teaches."

Chen Hengzhi said: "This kind of people will have limited achievements in the future, and it is difficult to surpass their predecessors. They can only live their lives in the rules and regulations drawn by their predecessors."

Linghu Chong nodded.

Chen Hengzhi also said: "The second level is to follow the cat and draw the tiger; this kind of people already know how to adapt to the situation, can understand by analogy, and develop their own wits, which may exceed the scope of the predecessors."

"At the third level, the young come out of the blue; they can innovate according to the teachings of their predecessors, and form a school of their own. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are masters."

"These three levels, the first type of people, account for [-]% of the world, the second type of people account for [-]%, as for the last type, only one can emerge in hundreds of years."

"Then, Junior Brother Linghu, tell Brother Wei, which type of person are you?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Hengzhi looked at him with sincere eyes.

For the protagonist in the original work, Chen Hengzhi always believed that Lao Yue was not educated well.

Whether martial arts is good or not is one thing, but personal character is another.

To Chen Hengzhi's relief, since he came to this world, under his influence, although Linghu Chong is still cynical and lazy all day long, he is not like in the original book, drinking like a life, befriending gangsters, Betray the teacher.

In terms of martial arts, it is also better than in the original book. At this time, he has already mastered the twelve classics, and he is one step away from becoming a first-class master in the Jianghu.

After hearing this, Linghu Chong murmured: "Senior brother, I also really want to have such a talent as you. I have a photographic memory and draw inferences from one instance. You are born with it. Junior brother can't help it."

"No, Junior Brother Linghu, you are wrong."

Chen Hengzhi said solemnly: "Talent is only one aspect of the reason. Over the years, my brother has read thousands of volumes and absorbed the wisdom of the predecessors from the books for my own use. Only then can I achieve what I am today. If you want to succeed, you have to work hard. "

"Brother, I get a headache when I read books. Those books know me, but I don't know them."

Linghu Chong said weakly.

Chen Hengzhi shook his head and sighed: "You are hopeless, there is really nothing you can do about it, how about this, after you go down the mountain, tell your master that that book of swordsmanship can be practiced for you, and say that it is for your brother."

"Swordsmanship? What swordsmanship?"

Linghu Chong was puzzled.

Chen Hengzhi shook his head and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)