Douluo's national art

Chapter 5 The first level of my magical transformation of Chinese martial arts—Wuji Mingjin

The morning sun was particularly dazzling, and it had been a night since I had regained the mistress's trust through her five-truth and five-false words.

Ever since he knew that he was not thrown here by the powerful to let him follow Long Aotian's route, he had already planned a path for his future life.

First of all, I lived in a middle-class family in my previous life. At that time, I longed for the luxurious life of those powerful and wealthy men.So since I was reborn in another world, and I have powerful means (inheritance of national arts) in my body.Then you definitely have a better chance of success than ordinary people.And as long as he can grasp it, he can realize his dream.Although this dream is very vulgar.

Secondly, I have to work hard. I am now born with seventh-level soul power, and I don’t know what the theoretical basis is for using natural soul power to judge aptitude. So now I don’t know that there is only one Xuantian Baolu between me and Tang San. Still lacking a Xuantian Baolu plus physical qualifications.Therefore, he must work harder, keep up with Tang San and others' pace of becoming stronger, and even seize any opportunity to surpass Tang San.

In the end, I want to live a magnificent and exciting life, and I cannot lose myself or lose myself because of chasing Tang San and others.

Since Ye Zixiao had made up his mind, he naturally had to take action, and the time started from this morning.

So there was another figure on the hilltop where Tang San was alone every morning, and that was Ye Zixiao.Unlike Tang San who sat cross-legged and gathered energy to practice, Ye Zixiao's first step in practice was the horse step.

Is the horse step ordinary?Of course it's very common, even ordinary people can do it.But Ma Bu is not ordinary, especially when you have extraordinary power that can replenish your physical strength and repair your body at all times.

Tang San's practice was very regular. He practiced the Purple Demon Eye when the sun first rose, practiced the Xuantian Technique after the sun rose, and when the sun fully rose, he went home to make breakfast for his alcoholic father.

When Tang San finished meditating and was about to go home to cook, he opened his eyes and saw the shirtless Ye Zixiao striding forward in the distance.After blinking, he could see Ye Zixiao's slightly swaying body as if riding a galloping horse with the subtle vision of the Purple Demon Eyes; he could also see the pool of sweat on the stone at Ye Zixiao's feet.

It could be seen that Ye Zixiao was practicing very hard and shook his head. Originally, he was very interested in this system called "National Martial Arts", but at this moment, he had no interest at all.His Xuantian Kung was both internal and external, but the "national martial arts" at this time were completely external. Obviously, the previous life that Ye Zixiao mentioned had no extraordinary power, only human martial arts that had been polished to its peak.

Now Ye Zixiao is practicing this "national art" because he has to nourish and repair his body, which will inevitably slow down the speed of his soul power cultivation.Even if he still can't find a way to improve his martial arts and soul power at the same time, this problem will inevitably become a bottleneck for Ye Zixiao in the future.

But Tang San knew that Ye Zixiao was not a child, he was a very clever person, and since he could think of the problem, he must think of it.So without any hesitation, he said hello to Ye Zixiao and rushed home directly.

At this moment, Ye Zixiao has truly entered the desperate mode. The world is beautiful, he has many desires, his competitors are strong, he is still a young man, and he cannot be independent and self-sufficient. The pastoral man.After all, fame, wealth, and power have never been taken up by me, so how can I let them go?

The vigorous desire gave him strong motivation. An hour's horse pace, with a six-year-old child and his shallow seventh-level soul power, finally reached the limit at this moment.

Collapsed on the ground, feeling the empty soul power in his body, Ye Zixiao slowly closed his eyes, feeling the empty body in his body more carefully and carefully.

Finally, after who knows how long, Ye Zixiao finally felt what he wanted to feel, that is - soul power.In his perception, traces of energy penetrated from the surface of the skin, bringing down some energy and blood from his subcutaneous fat, mixing them together and seeping into the meridians.Obviously this is the secret of soul power recovery.

However, although Ye Zixiao found the secret of soul power recovery, he did not think that such a simple truth would not be discovered by anyone.So since this secret is not a great secret, of course it cannot be used as a trump card for one's own cultivation.

After all, Ye Zixiao is a very smart and talented person, and he quickly found his own trump card training method.

That is to keep your body in its current state.I don't have the cultivation method to collect the energy of heaven and earth, but in this state, I have a weak ability to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to replenish myself.Then you can absorb this energy all the time to strengthen your body through micro-movements between your muscles and bones.

This is a way to cultivate Ming Jin. This state theoretically has extraordinary power to promote genetic evolution, break the limits of the human body, and can be continuously strengthened.But the corresponding disadvantage is that your soul power will not increase much during this period of time.Therefore, the scale, when to practice what, and how to distribute it all must be measured by yourself.

This is the first state of the national martial art that Ye Zixiao has modified himself to inherit—Wuji Mingjin.

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