The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 363 Pile Kung Fu and Fire Essence

"Temporary mission, defeat the golden medal to catch Wang Ling, mission reward, Dama Golden Knife Pile."

And Xiang Yang once suppressed Wang Ling just now, although Liu Ruohai's intervention failed to directly defeat the opponent, but Wuzi Tianshu has already determined that he has completed the task, so it is logical to get the Dama Golden Sword Stake.

"Standing method? It's interesting. My martial arts has reached the level it is today, and the standing method is already useless to me. Is there any other beauty in this method?"

A light flashed in Xiang Yang's eyes. He was no stranger to the posture method. When he practiced the Twelve-Road Tan Leg, the posture method was the foundation of the foundation. If he practiced day and night, without the fire, he would not have the leg method and lightness skills he is today.

Pile method is the foundation of part of martial arts. If some internal energy requires the self-generation of internal energy, it is to use the pile method to move Qi and blood to strengthen the essence, so that when the essence is abundant, and then use the mind method to turn it into internal force, the first ray of true energy will be released. It is extremely pure.

Some horizontal martial arts also have requirements for the post method. According to Xiang Yang's understanding, there is a blood-transforming post method in the Iron Bone Jue of the Iron Bone Gate. Standing on this post for a long time will make the blood more abundant, and then stick it on the periosteum , Seek unparalleled strength and true energy.

In addition, the seven illustrations in the Blood Knife Inner Chapter he has edited have weird postures, which are actually a change of the pile method, but it is more advanced.

"To receive the reward, let's see what's so strange about this Da Ma Jin knife pile."

Xiang Yang closed his eyes, and a wave of information about the Dama Golden Knife Pile came into his mind, from the history, to the method of standing the pile, to various pass secret methods, everything is available.

"It turned out to be like this. The introductory skill of the Divine Sword Sect that has been hidden in this world for many years? Turning blood into a knife, turning energy into a knife, turning spirit into a knife, and combining the three of spirit, energy and spirit to achieve the supreme magic knife ?”

Xiang Yang looked at it, and the smile on his face became brighter, but he soon fell into deep thought, Shendaomen, he had never heard of this sect.

However, the world is vast, the land of nineteen states, dynasties have changed, and how many forces have risen and declined, he has never heard of it, and it is normal.

This Dama Golden Knife Stake is the most basic and fundamental martial art of Shendao Sect. Once this skill is practiced to a great extent, the blood all over his body will be as thick as lead and mercury, as thick as substance, comparable to some horizontal methods of practicing magical skills.

In addition, this Zhuanggong can also condense the whole body's energy and blood like a knife, and produce sharp edges between fists and feet.

"The most powerful thing is that this skill is about the transfer of qi and blood. It is successful in practice. The martial arts such as sucking blood qi will not work for me at all, but will be shocked by me.

Although it is basic, it is also extremely profound. In terms of value, it is not inferior to internal strength. What is the origin and power of Shendaomen? "

The more Xiang Yang understands, the more he feels that this skill is extraordinary, turning Qi into a knife, turning God into a knife, what kind of demeanor is it?Who is higher and who is lower than the Zhan Shen Dao of the Twelve Floors?

Xiang Yang felt itchy in his heart when he got the new pile skills, and he stood up in the first pose directly in the room, with his arms lined up, his spine straight, his feet close together, and his whole figure was like a crescent knife.

Then use the Dama Golden Knife Stake mental method to urge, under the swimming of Qi and blood, the heat will rise, and it will be like a sauna, and soon sweat profusely.

There was a fishy smell in the sweat, mixed with red and black, and quickly gathered into a ball, like a hard stone armor attached to Xiang Yang's whole body.

Two quarters of an hour later, the red and black armor cracked open, and the stench spread, and Xiang Yang also walked out from inside, but his face was pale, with rosy in the middle, he walked to the table in a few steps, and poured himself a few sips of water before he recovered strength.

"This effect is too domineering. In a short period of time, so much qi and blood impurities have been discharged from my whole body. I can't practice anymore. If I practice again, I will collapse and die. It is best to practice with Qi and blood pills."

Qi Xue Pill is a elixir that is cultivated in conjunction with the Dama Golden Knife Pillar. It replenishes qi and blood and helps people recover. Xiang Yang also knows the formula of this elixir from Zhuanggong.

"I only practice for a quarter of an hour every day, so that I can strengthen my body without causing serious internal injuries. It is considered appropriate. Moreover, I will fight Huang Lang in a few days, so I still need to prepare a lot to prevent the gutter from turning over."

Xiang Yang drank the clear water in the teapot up to the sky, and thought about it again. Knowing yourself and the enemy, you will never end in a hundred battles. It is better to find out more about Huang Lang.

This is the shock that Liu Ruohai gave him today. In the past, he thought that even if his strength today was a little weaker than this Liu Butou, it would not be much worse. Now it seems that he is too optimistic.

On the other side, Huang Lang found an excuse in Shijiazhuang to retreat and practice, so he found a hidden place in the mountains for several days, and dug a cave. Not far from it is a gurgling stream, where small fish occasionally jump up.

In the cave, Huang Lang stripped off the heavy clothes on his body, and he was completely naked. The long hair on the top of his head was also scraped off by himself with a knife, and he became bald.

In the dark cave, Huang Lang opened the wooden box containing the fire pith, revealing the strange thing glowing red inside, thinking secretly,

"The fire marrow is blazing and masculine, and it is a top-notch kungfu of the yang system in the world. I have only practiced the first half of the red flame magic kung fu, and the fire power is transpiring, and it becomes more and more frightening.

It's a pity that there is no good luck method for the lower part to turn the fire into nothingness, so the heat of the fire marrow must be completely filled in the body.

Difficult to guide, the more time passes, the more poisonous fire will accumulate, if there is no one to help, maybe he will not live for three years, this is a gamble. "

Thinking of this, Huang Lang also hesitated for a moment, and then the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by raging flames. It wasn't that he wanted to gamble, but reality forced him not to gamble.

He was not sure about the battle with Xiang Yang, and the attitude of Patriarch Lie Huo made him feel chilled, so he could only find his own way out, and then see if Patriarch Lie Huo could bestow the second half of the Chi Yan Divine Art to help him refine fire. Yuan.

If it can, then everyone will be happy, and it's still suitable for teachers and students. If not, then we can't blame Huang Lang for not respecting his teacher for a long time. After all, living is the first priority.

"Master, you are unkind, and I am unrighteous. I hope that Xiang Yang will be killed. You can save me for the sake of years of master and apprentice."

Thinking of the end, Huang Lang lowered his head, clapped the wooden box with his hand, and opened his mouth to swallow the popped fire marrow into his stomach. For a moment, his whole body glowed red, and layers of heat waves spread to the surroundings.

There was a trace of pain on Huang Lang's face, and he used the mental technique of the Red Flame Divine Art, a burst of fierce flames burst out, and his body was scorched black.

His body's eyebrows, fine hair, armpit hair, and other hairs were all burning. In addition to the burning pain, Huang Lang's body trembled, all the sparks on his body were shaken off, and the blood vessels in his body became more and more obvious.

At the last level, seeing that Huang Lang was about to be burned to death by the untamable fire, the man, like a monster, jumped out of the cave and rushed into the mountain stream, with whistling white air coming out. It's like pouring water on burning coals, and the clouds cover the fog.

After a long time, Huang Lang showed his figure, with no hair on his face, bald, and his whole complexion showed an abnormal red fire. When he opened his mouth, he let out an astonishing howl, and the heat wave rolled.

"Finally made it through, Xiang Yang, it depends on how you pick up my Chiyan magic."

(End of this chapter)