The Great Wild God

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At this time, the sky was completely dark, and Chen Xun lit his homemade oil lamp.

The big pottery bowl in the palm of the hand is full of beast fats, a dried straw-core rope slightly protrudes, and the flames the size of bean sprouts flicker in the shack, reflecting Chen Xun's thin figure on the leaky wooden wall. body.

Dapeng Secret Boxing is a map of five fist movements, one picture and one situation.

Chen Xun carefully removed the first image from the silk book and laid it out under the lamp. Seeing that it was densely written with small ropes.

It is probably because Taoist Aoki is worried that the gong jue cannot be accurately translated into barbaric texts. The small rope-to-head characters on the map are all Yunzhou texts that Chen Xun does not recognize. They are somewhat similar to the Western barbaric texts, but they are much more complicated and contain many characters. It can only be a guess with a guess.

Seeing this, Chen Xun was caught blind again.

Although he can even guess the general meaning, he will go astray if he understands the skill trick. How can he continue to practice this Dapeng Five Forces Secret Fist?

Even if A Gongzong Tu in Zhaizhong does not recognize Yunzhou characters.

However, Taoist Qingshan's painting skills are superb.

In the small characters of Gong Jue, the figure with wings spread out, although the face is vague, there is an artistic conception of spreading wings and flying. This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, which is indescribable.

Chen Xun looked at the five images like this, so he patiently sat on the ground cross-legged and visualized the atlas portrait in his mind according to the general meaning of the exercises.

Visualizing the fist force is not simply imagining the portrait of the map in your mind, but you want to enter the sea of ​​mind and soul and portray the fist force. The major sects of Yunzhou call it "visualization of the physical", real and brutal. Soul enlightenment has different tunes but equal work.

Visualize the fist position, that is, you have a strong soul.

In a more popular way, it is to portray the mind.

The soul knows the sea, Chen Xun guessed, it may refer to the human subconscious.

It's just that the subconsciousness is "subconscious" because it should be an existence that cannot be detected by ordinary means. How can the mind enter?

All major sects in Yunzhou have visualization techniques, but Taoist Aomu does not have a detailed introduction to the exercises in the fragments of the silk book. Only "the extreme quietness enters the silence, the mind enters the sea of ​​knowledge, then the world will be born" few words , Chen Xun can't touch the doorway.

Extremely quiet into silence, thinking into the sea of ​​knowledge...

Does it mean that when a person enters a state of extreme silence, his mind can naturally enter the subconscious, and then he can enter the sea of ​​spirit and consciousness to portray the fist position and visualize the concreteness?

Then how do you enter a state of extreme silence?

Chen Xun scratched his head and thought for a long time, but nothing could be done.

After reading the silk book repeatedly, in the dialogue between Taoist Aoki and a Yunzhou cultivator named Lanshan, I found a discussion about practicing martial arts secret boxing and entering the realm of visualization.

Both believe that Wuxiu's secret boxing is a kind of Tianhen terrain, which is a kind of sky-marked terrain. When the body and mind are in harmony, the mind and heart are in harmony, the sea of ​​spirit and consciousness will naturally open and enter the realm of visualization. .

Body and mind, mind and mind?

Chen Xun didn't know how to be in harmony with body and mind, but he always found a way to get started, thinking that Zong Ya and the others had been practicing martial arts for a long time, and then they enlightened the spirit. In fact, it was considered a martial arts method.

Chen Xun stood up, imitating the Tupu portrait, stretching his arms to make a peng strike.

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Trapped in this world, Chen Xun has long been accustomed to a boring life. With such a simple action, he repeated thousands of times without feeling boring.

After some tossing, the bright morning light came through the cracks in the wall, and I never thought that the night would pass so quickly.

Chen Xun thought of holding a soul sacrifice in the stockade at night, so he could only put down the practice of boxing first, put five boxing sheets and a Wu Mang Dan close up, and lay on the animal skin mattress and closed his eyes to rest.

Maybe it was because I consumed too much energy all night, and felt at ease when sleeping in his simple shack, Chen Xun soon fell asleep.

The moment he fell into sleep, the sea of ​​divine consciousness suddenly opened, and countless subtle brilliances were released among the hundred skeletons. In the blink of an eye, above the sea of ​​divine consciousness, condensed a humanoid light and shadow the size of a silkworm cocoon, as if it were golden. Peng spreads its wings and strikes...

Chen Xun suddenly woke up. The moment just now was like a dream, or he can only use "dream" to explain the moment when the light and shadow of the human form just appeared.

The feeling is so strong, deep and clear, even if he wakes up from a dream, the real feeling of clarity, like holding a hand, is deeply engraved in his mind and cannot be erased.

Not only could he feel the unspeakable artistic conception of spreading wings and flying, but he could also clearly feel the changes in the form of blood circulation and tangled muscles in his body.

And at that moment, the feeling of his mind extending to an endless distance along his arms made him even more profound and profound...

Chen Xun didn’t want to worry about where these feelings came from. He just stretched his arms according to the perception given to him by the light and shadow of the human shape in his dream. At the moment when Min Nianyan stretched his arms, there was a kind of lucidity that all his mind, soul, and mind penetrated into the flesh and bones. Feeling of this, I immediately felt that my arms were filled with infinite power, and it seemed that the potential of the whole body was activated at this moment.

Chen Xun's heart lake seemed to be blown by the violent winds:

This is "Xiang Shishi"?

In the next moment, Chen Xun was extremely affirmed in his heart:

This is the true body and mind!

The real Dapeng Secret Boxing first momentum!

Chen Xun's thoughts relaxed, and the feeling of full strength in his arms was also removed, and then he felt sore and numb in his arms, as if the blood in his whole body was squeezed out in just a short time.

Chen Xun remembered that this kind of feeling was also experienced when he dragged Wulin Cunning back, and when his thoughts were loose at the time, he suddenly felt that the rope weighed hundreds of kilograms and almost was dragged into the water.

The feeling of being in harmony with the body and being extremely quiet is really strange!

Is the space where the humanoid light and shadow emerge, the mysterious and mysterious sea of ​​Soul Consciousness?

At this time, Chen Xun was sure that he had not actually entered a dream just now, but had inadvertently entered a state of being in harmony with his body and being extremely quiet, and portrayed the first form of the Dapeng Secret Fist in the Sea of ​​Soul and Consciousness.

There was a huge wave in Chen Xun's heart, and countless questions surfaced, which needed to be digested one by one. More importantly, he had to remember this feeling of being in harmony with his mind and being extremely quiet.

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"Why, you didn't sleep all night?" Zongtu pushed the door in, and saw Chen Xun standing in the shack like a dumb bear.

Seeing A Gongzong's plan to come in, Chen Xun Zhengchou couldn't find anyone to answer his questions, so he told A Gongzong's experience all night.

"You will show Xiang Shishi once again to me!"

Zongtu’s turbid triangular old eyes almost concealed the wrinkles in his eye sockets. After hearing Chen Xun talk about these things, they suddenly became bright. He hurriedly covered the leaking wooden door and asked Chen Xun to secretly fist the Dapeng. Show him a rehearsal.

Regardless of fatigue, Chen Xun stretched his mind, and then stretched his arms.

In addition to the extension of his mind, he could even more clearly feel the movement of the blood in his arms and the tangled muscles and muscles.

At the same time, the mind naturally entered the mysterious space of profound and profound.

This mysterious space is within his body, and it is undoubtedly the soul of the sea.

There is no need to deliberately visualize, Hundred Skeleton's vitality and blood will release countless subtle divine flowers, condensing human-shaped light and shadow on the soul sea.

Chen Xun felt that his arms were full of great strength, and felt that two punches would be able to blast this simple shack into pieces.

"Finished! Really intricate!" Zongtu couldn't help being shocked, exclaimed, and murmured to himself, as if he had fallen into an unspeakable madness. "It's really good for you. Zongtu can actually see it all night in his lifetime. A subtle person..."

Chen Xun was so excited and speechless when he saw Grandpa Gongzong Tu's expression. He didn't think there was much strangeness. Didn't he just succeed in learning the first stroke of Dapeng's Secret Fist overnight? He needs to be so exaggerated?

When Grandpa's excitement eased slightly, Chen Xun asked:

"What is the finest?"

Zongtu packed up his shocked mood, looked at Chen Xun with eyes that looked like a bottle of exotic treasures, and sighed softly:

"Two years ago, Zongsang brought you back to the stockade. I knew you were extraordinary, but I never thought that you would go against the sky. It's a pity that you are not a child of Wu Mang. Although you are in trouble at this time, you will eventually leave. Wu Mang, the eagle returns to the sky..."

Chen Xun thought of the earth far away in the starry sky, feeling sad and said:

"Axun doesn't know where his hometown is. Wu Mang is Ah Xun's home, and Grandpa and Zong Ya are Asun's relatives."

"The pond of the black python is too shallow for you,"

Zong Tu sighed slightly, his face seemed to be wrinkled more than ever before, and he seemed to regret that a Tianzong wizard like Chen Xun was not a child of Wu Mang, but he also knew that Chen Xun really wanted to stay in Wu Mang, which actually ruined him. .

At this time, Wu Mang was only a very inconspicuous member of the Tushan tens of millions of tribes, and he really didn't have the ability to let Chen Xun give full play to his due light. After a while, he said again.

"Although Daoist Qingmu did not advance to Tianman, he was already the Ninth Peak of Manwu 30 years ago. His talent is far higher than that of other Wuman. When it comes to knowledge, Grandpa is far worse than him. Aoki said that Barbarian Soul Enlightenment and Yunzhou's visualization are similar to each other. It should be very reasonable."

Chen Xun still doesn't know what is micro.

Zongtu picked up his excitement and said slowly:

"Being into the micro is just a saying in the stockade. It is a realm of barbaric warfare training. It should be the harmony of body and will, and mind and heart described in silk..."