I am the leader of Huangquan

"Why do I have that inexplicable anger?" She suddenly couldn't help asking, this was her long-standing doubt.

Wu Lang glanced at her, and just said lightly: "It's just a long-term illness. It's because of your childhood experience that your anger has been suppressed and accumulated for too long, and it has become a demon in your heart instead. Remember me this time?" Did you say it in one vein?"

"Know your fate and cultivate your fate." She murmured suddenly.

Of course, I still remember the story of the goblin monster king, the roar of that man, knowing the fate of his own race, and eager to fight for his own fate.

As I said at the time, this is also the path of their lineage.

"In that case, do you know who you are?" Wu Lang asked again.

"I...Of course it's me." She opened her mouth and answered instinctively, but who was she who was angry?

She even felt that she was strange sometimes, and when she got angry, she seemed to be a different person, lost her mind, and turned into a wild beast.

That kind of self is like a goblin, only instinctive beasts are left to invade and kill.

"When you scolded me just now, I thought that you no longer had that impulsive anger in your heart!" Wu Lang still had a gentle expression, and said with a smile, "How is it? Did you feel much happier?"

"It's much more comfortable." She didn't refute.

"Only by enduring it will you know the pain."

"Being angry, Fang feels free and easy."

"Your anger just now set you free."

Wu Lang's voice was calm, but there seemed to be a thunderbolt, "There is an angry ape living in your heart."

Xu Xinying remained silent, fully understanding that her "angry fate" was formed by childhood shadows.

At that time, she was hiding in the closet to face the massacre, hating herself for being cowardly, hating herself for not daring to rush out, covering her mouth, tears, and heart.

After that, the anger and unwillingness to rush out of the closet... was suppressed and completely sealed, until it ushered in an explosion at the age of 13.

"To break your life, you need to break your heart."

Another indifferent voice came again, breaking her bowed contemplation.

"I forced you to be angry and show your true nature." Wu Lang said, "But fortunately, you have suppressed it for so long, and you still have that anger in your heart."

"You need to know that if you want to cultivate, you have to break the demon in your heart."

Wu Lang looked at her coldly,

"For the rest of your life, don't restrain yourself anymore. You have to be angry and not afraid of things! You have to be angry and not afraid of death! You have to just follow your heart! Just like you just did not fear death, scold me, yell at me, and even Just like killing me, regardless of the consequences, just follow your heart."

Follow your heart?

Anger is not afraid of things.

Anger is not afraid of death.

As Xu Xinying listened, her expression gradually changed, as if struck by lightning in a trance.

These words seemed to cut open her heart with a knife, gouged out her bloody flesh, and made her look directly at her real self. She woke up from countless nightmares at night, and she was all regretting her cowardice and timidity.

Desiring to rush out of the closet, even if you are killed and die like your parents, you don't have to be haunted by regrets for life... That unstoppable anger is the person you really want to be in your heart.

That was her heart block, and it also turned into her destiny.

So, this is the fate I long for?

She suddenly laughed nervously.

Know your fate and cultivate your fate.

Ha ha ha ha! !

"So that's it, that's it!! I've always been angry that I'm a coward, I'm avoiding myself." Xu Xinying's heart suddenly brightened.

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me to enter the Tao."

She surrendered completely and bowed respectfully.

His whole demeanor has changed, from a seemingly taciturn woman to a peerless swordsman exuding violent viciousness, who seems to kill with anger, and is indomitable.

Xing Hanhan next to him widened his eyes.

This is...

This breath, is it an exception?

Chapter 59 Where My Heart Goes, Nine Deaths Still Never Regret

Wu Lang glanced at the excited Xing Hanhan, "Senior Sister, I've seen enough, it's time to go."

Wu Lang said: "I want to teach my disciples some special exercises."

Xing Hanhan was excited when he saw it, and quickly waved his hands: "Junior brother, I don't know how to say it, just let me listen, we are all allies of Huang Quanzong."

"Junior Brother!! Just let people listen to it." She pleaded repeatedly without moving her buttocks.

Wu Lang was speechless to her.

But if you think about it carefully, the exercises you teach are not uncommon.

The path of road rage is the mainstay type of practice of later generations, and is called by players: the Berserker system.

She wanted to listen and let it go.

"This exercise, based on the previous exercises, has roughly taken shape by analogy. It has about three levels of Qi training." Wu Lang dare not say that he has a sound method.

"This exercise, I read in the book, is an ancient berserker race, I got inspiration and adapted it from the method left behind."

"In order to train the body and temper the body, the body is tyrannical."

"When fighting, you can enter the Holy Martial Battle Body. With a breath in your heart, you will not die. You will be so angry that you will not recognize your relatives. You can only attack but not defend. You can kill the enemy with one punch."

After listening to the introduction of the exercises, Xing Hanhan pricked up his ears.

Body training and body quenching?

It is estimated that it was modified from Liu Ping's physical training method!

After all, this thing can be compared by analogy, and it is not a problem if the first and second similar non-combat fate skills appear.

But the younger brother is bold.

The rudimentary exercises that have only been practiced for a few layers are handed over to other people to practice. If he can't develop a follow-up exercise, wouldn't it kill people?After all, the exercises in the Qi refining stage can be developed even in the more powerful Jindan stage. It is very simple, but the later ones are more difficult!

However, it seems that these people don't have such worries. After all, these mortals can't practice in the first place, so they just bite the bullet.

But no matter how much she thought about it, no matter how much she thought about the difficulty of this exercise, she would never think of Wu Lang's true background.

Just when she was thinking about it, Wu Lang said again:

"And this method, to practice it, you need to ask your heart first."

"Ask Xin, Master, what do you think is my true heart?" Xu Xinying's voice became brighter, and after getting out of the knot in her heart, she became very magnanimous, even with a sense of pride.

She seemed to be born out of the whole person.

Her fate is better than Liu Ping's. After all, she is a normal person, which is caused by her childhood knots... and Liu Ping's problem is XP, which cannot be changed.

"To practice this exercise, you have to walk an invincible path, without compromise, regardless of the consequences, go forward without hesitation, and conquer mountains and rivers with your fists."

Wu Lang's description was very magnificent, and then he slowly said the next sentence: "The name of this exercise is: Sword Tomb."

"Bitch, shit... shit?" Xing Hanhan exclaimed.

Wu Lang glanced at her, "It's the Tomb of Swords, named the Tomb of Swords... Open the [Holy Martial Battle Body], the six relatives will not recognize it, and the anger is soaring. Kill the enemy with one punch."

Xing Hanhan thought about it, and suddenly went numb!

If it is really so reckless, then road rage, this is a human slaughter, even if a flying sword is inserted into the body, a state of wanting to die with you is indeed the most terrifying.

She suddenly felt that being a bitch seemed quite appropriate.

It has to be said that her thoughts have already guessed some of the player's thoughts, and he made a pun.

The big berserker, fleshy and reckless, forcibly lost his IQ. With a burst of anger and hatred, he turned into a humanoid tyrannosaurus beast. The more he was beaten, the fiercer he became, and the lower his blood, the more manic he became.

I remember the classic sayings of the players, always one sentence: people and people cannot be generalized. When I was extremely angry, I once resisted hundreds of flying swords and punched the head of the monk on the other side.

This is originally a method of using extreme anger to stimulate the potential of physical cultivation.

Soon, Wu Lang asked her to start the horse stance, glanced at the girl, and told him the general outline of this exercise: "When a man is angry, blood will splatter five steps. Within ten steps, everyone will be the enemy!"

"This is the will to fight!"

Wu Lang stood up and circled around her in a horse-strike.

"You still need to recite the will formula of this mad warrior clan with me. Recite it every day. Over time, it can change your mind."

"Yes!"

"Speak louder!" Wu Lang picked up the cane and slapped her body, becoming a martial arts teacher, with the desolate demeanor of a strict teacher.

"Yes!!!!" she roared.

"Power is fist power."

"Power is the power of fists!!!" Her voice was deep and firm, and she began to follow the artistic conception of reciting the exercises.

...

"The strong ones are all standing output."

...

"The strong ones are all stance output!!" She hoarse.

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"The weak will take the sword."

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"The weak are the only ones who will move away from the sword!!" She roared angrily.

soon.

While Wu Lang taught his apprentice the concept of this exercise, he kept leading her to read the slogan.

After reading for a few days, Wu Lang started to ask, "What if someone attacks you?"

"kill him!"

she said aloud.

"If a related party threatens you and threatens you, what should you do if he has the power of Nascent Soul behind him?"

"kill him!"

"What if someone strong comes to attack?"

"kill him!"

"What if you can't kill him?"

"That's because I don't have enough rights, I want to go back and practice silently, with a strong power?" She tentatively asked in a low voice.

"Be firm." Wu Lang said coldly.

"Yes!!"

She said loudly: "Go back and improve your fist strength, strengthen your invincible fist, and kill him!"

"What would you do if someone threatened you with your Taoist companion?"

"Change another Taoist partner and kill him!"

She gradually found herself.

No brains, no calculations, just take an invincible road, I am invincible, just cultivate an undefeated fist, and my chest is full of anger from the sky, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

"Where my heart is going, I still don't regret it after nine deaths!!!" She raised her head and roared, as if she wanted to roar out all her strength, her voice pierced the sky of Seventh Peak, making her hearty, feeling the depression of her whole body , were all released with the cries.

This is a unparalleled god of war.

And Xing Hanhan next to him looked at it with bright eyes.

This master teaches apprentices...

So special!