Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Hearing Wang Qi's calm voice, Jia Chenglie was a little stunned.

——What happened? He seems to have some energy left?

Jia Chenglie knew that there was a certain gap between his current martial arts skills and his true cultivation of the Heavenly Book spells. However, he practiced martial arts under the guidance of an expert, and his combat power was not weak either. Being caught off guard, even Lian Xinjie would suffer a big loss. Not to mention, under the guidance of "that senior", he used some tricky methods to condense the true meaning of martial arts.

Even Lian Xinjie had to do his best to resist this kind of attack. How could this... this little early-stage Jindan cultivator still have some strength left?

But in reality? Not only does Wang Qi still have some strength to spare, he is absolutely at ease!

A faint sword intention spread from his sword dance, as if the smell of blood was entangled in everyone's nose, lingering. The solemn battlefield where the two armies were fighting was washed away by the smell of blood and turned into a merciless Shura killing ground, where people killed people and ate people. Jia Chenglie's majestic kingly aura that swept the world also disappeared.

"Is this... sword intention?"

Some of Jia Chenglie's followers still have some discernment. They saw that what Wang Qi showed in the sword dance was also the true meaning of martial arts.

Before this sword, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Wang Qi let out a low shout, pointed the long sword in his hand toward the sky, and swung out the "Passing Snow" in a wide and wide swing. Several sword lights were fluttering like snow, cutting through the opponent's palms that were connected together, like an army forming a formation. In the sword light, a red light flashed, and a little finger was thrown high.

Then. The energy from the severed fist and palm exploded, turning into a violent wave of energy that swept in all directions.

Lian Xinjie bravely picked up Mi, and then used his sword energy to protect his junior sister. Jia Chenglie's followers were not so relaxed. Most of them were unfinished golden elixirs or just low-grade golden elixirs. They could not resolve the aftermath as easily as Lian Xinjie. Several people were even blown away.

"This "Patch of Snow Sword Technique" will turn into "Blood-Unstained Sword Technique" in his hands... It's so terrifyingly murderous!"

In the chaos, someone with good eyesight shouted.

In Wang Qi's sword intention. It contains the powerful artistic conception that seems to destroy the world.

The so-called martial arts boxing intention is to transform the imaginary into the real, which is an alternative way of "harmony between law and self". It is not about "distracting the mind and turning it into thoughts" and "my law is the same", gradually turning thoughts into mana, but on the contrary, letting one's mana continue to fit one's own thoughts and refining mana into the soul.

For Wang Qi, whose rank is much higher than "distracted mind". Simulating the power of such a line is not difficult.

Wang Qi really doesn't understand martial arts boxing. But he can imitate. Data-based practice itself can imitate all logical methods in the world. And he completed the Dharma and the Self as One. Ideas can be transformed into tangible qualities. For him, it is still possible to imitate the true meaning of others.

Among the ancient practitioners he had fought against in his life, there was no cheat that he couldn't understand, and the one whose skills were pure enough was undoubtedly Hu Buxue, whom he met in Shenjing. The murderous intention in the innate killing luck is what he is imitating now.

After the strong wind dissipated, Jia Chenglie covered his right hand and stared at Wang Qi. His originally sharp eyes were filled with ferociousness.

Wang Qi's sword cut off more than just one of his little fingers. The lethal sword intent remained in his wounds, killing other tissues. If there is no strong person to treat him, his little finger will definitely become useless.

What's more serious is that just when his heart energy reached its peak, Wang Qi suddenly released a killing sword intention that was several times more powerful than his fist intention. It cut through his kingly fist intention and left a trace in his subconscious. shadow. The true meaning of martial arts that had just taken shape actually retreated instead of advancing. It was no longer in a state where one could break through with just one kick.

But now he is no longer the martial arts cultivator who would risk everything for a little bit of martial arts power. After the true meaning of martial arts was shattered. The caution and fear in his nature reared their ugly heads again. He looked at Wang Qi, and his left calf shook invisibly.

The killing intent just now was so strong that he almost thought that this guy was in a life-and-death struggle! I will really die!

"May I have your name?"

"Xia Li." Wang Qi reported his pseudonym.

Now wanting him to seek justice from this "god of murder" alone... seems a bit... imposing?

"Xia Li, right? Luochen Sword Palace... Xia Li... I will remember you, bastard..." Jia Chenglie seemed to want to say harsh words. But Wang Qi shook his sword, and his murderous intent shot out. Jia Chenglie felt a sudden shock in his heart and almost lost his breath. The golden elixir monk from Tianshu Tower shouted "Let's go". He left with his class.

Although Lian Xinjie responded inappropriately at first, he was not a fool after all. He shouted loudly: "I'm sorry, Brother Jia, my junior brother just rolled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. He has never seen the world, and his sword skills are not good. He can only scare people with his sword power."

This sentence seems to be sarcastic, but in fact it inadvertently points out Wang Qi's identity.

Mi, who was held in Lian Xinjie's arms, stretched out his hands to Wang Qi and said softly: "Brother, you are amazing."

Because they are afraid of the spiritual monitoring of high-level monks, they play their own roles all the time.

"Yes." Wang Qi sheathed his sword and at the same time dissipated the part of his mana that simulated murderous intent. In the eyes of others, this is a sign that Wang Qi has mastered the true meaning of martial arts and is able to control it freely. He immediately returned to his natural state, showed a faint smile to Mi, continued to hold Mi, and followed the Lian brothers and sisters towards the Luochen Sword Palace.

In the void, there are several wills communicating silently.

"This kid is a great talent."

"It's rare to be able to practice the true meaning of martial arts like this in the Golden Core stage."

"It has the potential to achieve a distraction period in the future, which is great."

They are all high-level monks who monitor this place with their spiritual senses. Since this dungeon is so big, the spiritual consciousness of several high-level monks can cover it enough. Therefore, there is overlap in the spiritual consciousness of high-level monks from different sects. This established a tight monitoring network.

However, there are also timid people among these people: "Sister? Jin Danqi is more than a hundred years old at least. How can you have such a young sister?"

"However, there is no trace of the demonic energy on that young girl's body. Instead, she is an entry-level cultivator at the Luochen Sword Palace. Every inch of her flesh and blood is normal, and she is definitely not the transformed form of a big demon."

"The fact that he brought a young girl here shows that he has no ill intentions."

"She's probably a foster sister or adopted, right?"

Finally, two voices came to the final conclusion.

"If Luochen Sword Palace is gone, then this kid will get our Shenwu Sect."

"This matter needs to be reported to the Emperor."

"I really don't know why there are martial arts disciples like that in Tianshu Tower. There must be something fishy about this matter. I have to report it to the elders."

Along the way, Lian Xinjie was worried.

Although he has betrayed the ancient sect, the relationship that has existed for many years cannot be broken off easily.

Wang Qi lowered his head and remained silent. In fact, he was still able to answer some of Xinjie's questions.

When the swords and palms were just clashing, Wang Qi had some invisible and immaterial magic power that penetrated into Jia Chenglie's body, and found out all about Jia Chenglie's details.

He is not a martial arts genius, and his control over the physical body is far from being as high as that of a true martial artist. However, as a monk in Tianshu Tower, he has an advantage in "spells".

He actually used some means to keep countless beneficial spells in his body. Make yourself light and healthy, unite your soul and body, and amplify your sensitivity to touch. Moreover, he also practiced some kind of method that was suspected to be a demon-like technique to refine the essence of demon energy. In this cultivation method, he only takes the part of the Qi accumulation period. With the wisdom of the human beings in the pill-forming stage, it is easy to get started by tempering the demonic energy at the level of the accumulating stage. In this way, his physical essence has barely reached the level of martial arts.

He only has boxing as a real thing. Medieval Confucian martial arts cultivation method, "Spring and Autumn Wind and Moon Views".

Jia Chenglie's original intention was to hone his martial arts skills so that he could make up for the shortcomings of Tianshu Tower in battle and explore the secrets of Nascent Soul.

but……

"The spirit of "Spring and Autumn Wind and Moon" should be nourished by awe-inspiring righteousness." Zhen Shanzi said doubtfully: "His boxing technique has obviously been modified by others. The move of 'Spring and Autumn Hundred Wars' was originally a defensive and offensive move. , the fighting style means "no justice in the Spring and Autumn Period". How come he has become a master of kingship and swept the world, and no one dares to refuse? "

To say that there is a strong person in Tianshulou who can change the true meaning of martial arts in a martial arts scripture, Zhen Shanzi is the first one not to believe it. It's surprising that they were able to raise such a specious and true master of martial arts by using clever methods. It is absolutely impossible for them to have the martial arts knowledge to change the boxing scriptures at will.

"I'm more concerned about this than this. Where did Jia Chenglie get this boxing sutra? What is the purpose of the person who gave him the boxing sutra?" Wang Qi said: "If you really want to cultivate it , the original Boxing Sutra is not bad, right? There is nothing particularly outstanding about this Boxing Sutra..."

"Indeed. This change does not increase the power of Spring and Autumn Fengyue Guan. Instead, it loses the original martial arts structure, and the growth is even smaller. This change makes the power even weaker."

"Could it be that it's an experimental product?" Wang Qi walked through it according to his own thinking. But he soon discovered that it didn't seem very realistic.

This still makes no sense. If a senior expert really wants to achieve the purpose of figuring out the laws of martial arts by repeatedly changing a boxing scripture, he should conduct large-scale experiments.

"There is indeed a ghost here."

Wang Qi hid his doubts in his heart for the time being. Soon, they came to a palace that was not too big. The shape of the palace itself is quite majestic. Although the blue bricks and red tiles are simple, they still have an innocent look to them. However, the small space prevented it from fully unfolding, and it seemed like a stunted deformity.

At the entrance of the palace is a small square. The square is paved with white marble, elegant and grand. In the center of the square, there stands a strange stone monument in black and white twisted together. This yin and yang stele is said to be created innately, and it can illustrate the wonderful changes of yin and yang. It is also a rare treasure.

"This is the Luochen Sword Palace." Lian Xinjie felt like he was "back home" and breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued ~^~)