The Great Wild God

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Wugongzongtu seemed to see the doubts and confusion in Chen Xun's eyes, and continued:

"The Nine Nether War Spear passed down by Wu Mang for thousands of years is actually a remnant of the ancient man with the spirit of war and martial arts. For thousands of years, the Wu Mang tribe, who have been training their muscles and bones since childhood, have just painted Zhan Wuqin as the man Cultivation hard. Only by practicing that warfare to the subtle realm of body and mind can you enlighten the soul..."

Chen Xun was shocked. He didn't expect that Wu Mang Secret's unannounced Barbaric Martial Art inheritance, like the Five Powers Atlas of Dapeng's Secret Boxing, was a pretty image painted with barbaric souls.

It's not surprising to think about it. Taoist Qingmu said in the silk book that Manwu is a kind of martial arts, and Manhun is enlightened, and there is no essential difference between it and visualization.

The fist position portrayed by the mind on the soul sea is actually a kind of brutal soul.

Seeing Chen Xun's thoughts, the Wugongzong Tu picked up a branch, and the mysterious image of Wu Mang on the ground was drawn in a few strokes with both form and spirit:

One man stabbed out with a spear.

Wu Gong Zongtu said:

"The portrait painted by Wu Mangman is actually a force pierced by this spear. Although there are nine styles of the Nine Nether War Spears taught by Wu Mang, there is only this force that can truly be called a Barbarian Soul War Martial Art. Barbaric soul enlightenment means to have nine ghosts on the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness to activate the mysterious power in blood..."

Chen Xun's heart suddenly became clear, his body was in harmony with his mind, and the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness suddenly opened. There were countless subtle divine flowers drawn from the blood of the hundred corpses, condensing the light and shadow of the human form, the countless subtle divine flowers released from the blood of the hundred corpses, weren’t they Is the mysterious power that the witch talks about?

"This mysterious power, Wu Mang calls the True Blood Divine Flower, or the Wild Soul Divine Flower..." Wu Gong Zongtu continued.

True Blood God Hua?

Savage spirit?

Chen Xun thought to himself that he had always exploited his potential by squeezing the limit. There was no essential difference in principle. The so-called potential was actually "True Blood God Flower", but he hadn't opened his soul before and could not "see" this process. That's it.

Chen Xun told Grandpa about all his experiences and said:

"Senior Aoki talked about the terrain of the sky mark in the silk book, Tao Yun Tiancheng, I think this is actually the law of heaven and earth. Whether it is the five powers of the Dapeng Secret Fist, or the Nine Nether Savage Souls taught by Wu Mang, they are all heaven and earth. One type of Dharma is so profound. Visualizing concretely is to portray the Law of Heaven and Earth on the Sea of ​​Divine Soul Consciousness..."

Hearing what Chen Xun said, the Wugongzong tried to trembled, and he never thought that he had been enlightened for a whole life, and it was not as transparent as Ah Xun's overnight.

In the early years, Wu Mang used the python as his spirit and firstly observed the python map and realized the nine powers. Isn't it a world of teaching?

Only for thousands of years, the people of the tribe have regarded this past as a legend.

Wu Gongzong Tu let out a long sigh in his heart, the past was a little bit unbearable; he took a long breath, calmed his mind, and said:

"For thousands of years, Wu Mang has only known that the Enlightened Nine Nether Spiritual Souls can activate the power of the True Blood Divine Flower, and the force is the powerful and powerful savage soul warfare; if the power is not stored, the True Blood Divine Flower can temper the muscles and flesh. Not many people have thought about the truth about this..."

Chen Xun nodded, and also felt that although Taoist Qingmu did not advance to Tianbari, his book "The Remnant of Dao Yun" is a book for the ordinary martial artist.

Ordinary martial arts training can only strengthen the body, but Zongsang, Nanli and other middle- and upper-level martial arts with enlightened spirits can strengthen their bodies to the level of steel and iron bones. He has always wondered about the truth. They are all magical effects after enlightening the savage soul.

Wu Gongzongtu said again: "Whether the barbaric soul is enlightened or concrete, the vast majority of the barbarians in the clan are vague and vague in their minds. As the training progresses, the body will be full of true blood. As you become more refined, the Nine Nether Souls will gradually become clearer and stronger. Like you, you will be able to take shape and comprehend the strength of the Soul in a single night.

Chen Xun thought that he could have a savage soul overnight, but in fact it was directly related to his continuous training by pressing the limits of his body for the previous three years.

Precisely because of the accumulation in the previous three years, he has actually mastered the subtle realm of body and paradox, otherwise, it would be impossible to understand the Dapeng boxing force overnight.

"How should I practice so that I can be more diligent?" Chen Xun asked again. There are some truths in the fragments of the silk book, but there are few specific training methods.

"The cultivation method of Wu Mang is also very superficial and simple. To cultivate the wild soul, the real blood is drawn from the qi and blood to temper the bones and bones, and then eat or take medicine to supplement the consumption of qi and blood, so as to train the body to be as strong as Divine iron, at the same time, the blood will become more and more pure. Until the first drop of blood is condensed, the barrier of the physical body is broken, and the spirit can attract the power of heaven and earth, and then advance to the sky..."

Wu Mang still had Tianman alive thirty years ago, and Wu Gong Zongtu is no stranger to his training.

To attract the power of heaven and earth?

Recalling that when he first arrived here, the countless mighty thunders blasted dozens of lofty mountains into dust in the blink of an eye, Chen Xun was still alarmed, and thought to himself, that is the power of the heavens and the earth, right?

It’s just that I don’t know if a barbaric-level wild power can have a hand to split the thousand-foot-high stone mountain and rock ridge into the power of powder?

Zongtu said again:

"Although eating a full meal and practicing boxing and meditation can nourish qi and blood, the effect is still far inferior to the nourishment of elixir, so through the wild soul training, it is still necessary to be moderate. Otherwise, there is not enough elixir to nourish, and often weak For many days, it’s not as steady as to practice slowly."

Speaking of the panacea, Wu Gongzong Tu is deeply moved.

"This is where the big tribes are more powerful, and they can cultivate higher-level barbarians and even Tianbarbs. However, if the black mang is exhausted, he can only practice a hundred black mang pills a year..."

Although the meat soup that Man Wu usually eats is added with a large amount of herbs that can nourish qi and blood, the only one that can be refined and called an elixir in the stockade is the only one kind, and the output is extremely limited.

Although Chen Xun didn't hurt himself like he had done before, he visualized the barbaric soul twice a night, and he did feel exhausted. There seemed to be countless invisible mouths in his blood and he was open and wailing.

Chen Xun secretly said, although the efficiency of cultivating the wild soul is much higher than the original method of constantly squeezing the limit of the body before, but where did he get so many elixir tonic?

If there is no elixir, and simply relying on food to supplement energy and blood consumption, the actual progress of training will not be much faster.

Thinking of this, Chen Xun said with emotion: "Haste is not enough. I still understand this truth."

"Not only should you practice moderately, you can't easily use the savage soul warfare when hunting or fighting with people. If you can't control the enemy with one blow and consume too much, you will be easily controlled by others. Also, every month in the future, you Come to me to get a black python..." Zongsang said again.

One black mang pill per month means twelve in a year, accounting for more than one-tenth of the number of black mang pill that can be refined each year.

It is impossible for Agongzongtu to make a proposition, privately giving him one-tenth of the Wumang Dan each year, which is naturally to save all the Wumang Dan in his share for his use.

"Grandpa, this is absolutely unacceptable!" Even though Chen Xun was full of desire for elixir, he couldn't let Grandpa treat him so favorably and resolutely reject him.

Don’t say that Grandpa Zongtu is in a critical training period that needs elixir. Zongsang and Uncle Zongya are his sons and grandchildren. If they can get a few more black mang pills each year, they can practice much faster. .

Grandpa intended to treat him with sincerity and sincerity, but after all, he is an outsider. If he accepts Grandpa's preference openly, facing Zongsang and Zongya, he will feel ashamed.

"One black mang pill per month actually won't help you much. Unfortunately, the black mang is only a small tribe,"

Zong Tu sighed deeply. After a long time, he slowly put away the shock and emotion in his heart. The old triangular eyes in his eye sockets became muddy again, and he said to Chen Xun.

"In the Night Soul Sacrifice, the black python will invite you out of the image. Your talent is so high that you can enlighten the soul in one night, and you may also gain from the remnants of the image in the night. However, you have to remember one thing and try not to show it. What's the exception..."

Then, Wu Gong Zongtu told Chen Xun about the main points of taking the Wu Mang Pill and got up and left.

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In the stockade, there is no habit of knocking on the door and then entering the house. Chen Xun was afraid that others would inadvertently come in and see how he was practicing. He took a wooden stick against the door and took out a black mang pill from his arms. Come.

The biggest advantage of Manhun training is that you can refine the power of medicine without having to bruise yourself all over.

Chen Xun followed the instructions of A Gongzong's map, held the Wu Mang Dan in his mouth, stretched his arms, displayed a flying attack, and entered the subtle realm of body and intent...

The mind stretches to infinity along the arms, and the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness opens up suddenly, like a vast expanse of golden sea, surging into the golden broken waves, the subtle divine flower is released from the blood, and the next moment is condensed on the sea of ​​consciousness Adult-shaped light and shadow, like a "dreamland", spread their wings to the sky...

Oh, this is the visualization, this is the enlightenment of the soul!

For Wu Xiu, the use of **** and combat skills in the subtle realm is a convenient door to enter the extreme silence and visualization.

The body is in harmony with the mind, and the mind enters the sea of ​​consciousness with the fist. At the same time, due to the fit of the mind and the body, even without the mind actively portraying it, the fist and the soul will automatically emerge, drawing the blood and spirit...

At this time, punching is to fight for the mighty brutal soul; if the energy is not stored, the gods drawn from the blood can harden the muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

It turns out that this is the supreme way to cultivate the physical body.

Even if you don’t use the fist force of the microscopic realm, as long as you can enter a state of extreme silence and silence, and your mind will portray the fist force on the soul sea, you can also draw the blood, the gods, and the relative soul...

There is actually no essential difference between Taoist Aomu and Yunzhou cultivator Lanshan Yanwu and true cultivation, except for the different practice methods, which is not bad!

Thinking through all of this, Chen Xun couldn't help being a little proud:

Even if visualizing the mystery of phases is the secret secret of the various sects of Yunzhou, what can it be?

Feeling proud of himself, Chen Xun's thoughts are still focused on his soul.

At this moment, time stagnated and space stagnated, only the blood circulated in Hundred Skeletons, as if giving birth to golden micro-lights that swallowed the medicinal power of Wu Mang Pill.

It seems that every moment, the blood is becoming vigorous.

It seems that every moment of qi and blood, there is a continuous and subtle divine flower overflowing, and the human-shaped light and shadow formed by the real blood divine flower have become more solid, even the eyebrows of the face are also vaguely formed...

At this moment, Chen Xun was full of incomparable yearning for Tianman.

I didn't know that after a long time, Chen Xun escaped from the feeling of being clearly awake, but seeming to be in a dream.

At this instant, the savage soul emerging from the sea of ​​divine soul consciousness shattered into countless pieces of light, scattered among the limbs.

The muscles, bones, skin and flesh all over my body seem to be singing, madly absorbing nutrients from the countless subtle light...

The black mang pill contained in his mouth has long since disappeared, his arms are full of surging power, his heartbeat changes smoothly and vigorously, his blood is full of vitality, the light in the shack is dim, but Chen Xun has a sense of bright vision.

Comparing carefully the previous methods of squeezing the limits of the body, Chen Xun felt that he had practiced this night, and he had achieved the achievements of the past few months. Judging from the full strength of his arms, it does not seem to be a bit more brutal than the mid-level martial artist weak.

This little shack really couldn't use his hands and feet, otherwise Chen Xun really wanted to try, blasting out the power of the wild soul Shenhua to see how powerful it is.

This was not seen by Wu Gong Zongtu. If Zongtu knew that Chen Xun had been in the middle of the day, he would consolidate his soul and his brows, and absorb and digest all the power of a black mang pill. Scared off.

The grandfather said that since he has enlightened the barbaric soul, even if he is promoted to the middle-rank barbaric martial arts, Chen Xun thought that next, gradually using the true blood gods to temper the whole body's muscles, bones and flesh is the key to training...