Chapter 24: The Tao is one foot taller, the demon is one foot taller

The sixty years of the Dagan Dynasty have finally arrived.

From night in the entire Yujing City, the sound of firecrackers roaring constantly, endlessly, and never stopped until midnight!

The streets were decorated with lanterns, dragon dancers, singing and dancing, selling food, civilians, merchants and scholars from all households also took to the streets and joined in the fun to celebrate the destiny of the country.

On the Five Phoenix Tower in the palace, the emperor brought many concubines and many princes to observe the lights all over the city.

Countless fireworks that soared into the sky seem to mark the true prosperity of the Dagan Dynasty.

Yujing City is the largest city in the world. The customs of the New Year are different from other places, and it emphasizes a bustle. From New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day, the dragon lanterns and fireworks every night can make foreign envoys feel the power and prosperity of the Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Kingdom.

This night, everyone was intoxicated by excitement. Civilians had the Chinese New Year's Day, and they took to the streets to lively, while wealthy families gathered together to stay up to the New Year, grilled with animal charcoal, and ate various snacks in fruit pots, milk, tea, etc.

The mansion of Wu Wenhou is also very lively.

However, today, the Marquis of Wu Wen, Hong Xuanji, was not in the mansion, but was called by the emperor to watch the night view of the prosperous times in Wufeng Tower. This is a great honor.

The backbone is not there, and the major rooms do not gather together to celebrate the New Year, but separate them. The main house of the Great House is a group, the second house is a group, and the third house is a group, the third house is a group, the third house is a group, the other is another group.

However, these have nothing to do with Hong Yi. The overwhelming hustle and bustle outside also make the yard where he lives is particularly deserted.

For some reason, the more lively the outside, the more peaceful and distant his heart became.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed gently, his whole body was upright and motionless, as if he had entered a stable state.

In fact, he was silently pursuing his thoughts and transporting his spirit to his eyes. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a lice fished with a thin thread on the window of the table.

This lice is still alive, swinging around in the air, and it is smaller than the rice grains and the light is dim, so even those with good eyesight will find it difficult to see clearly.

But when Hong Yi looked at it, it seemed as big as a fist, and the carapace on his body was clearly distinguished. He could even see that his six legs exerted force and bounced his body violently.

After seeing it clearly, Hong Yi suddenly stood up from the bed, grabbed the bow next to him, and drew the chestnut wood ox horn silk bow into a full moon. With a bang, the arrow shot directly out.

Crack! The lice that was hanging in the middle of the arrow was nailed directly to the wooden lattice of the door and window.

Hong Yi got up, walked to the window, pulled out the arrow, and found that the lice on the tip of the arrow had been deeply nailed into the wooden grid, and he could not die again.

"Although it's only within ten steps, my achievements have been shown. These days, my kung fu is not practiced in vain."

After shooting this arrow, Hong Yi put the bow on his knees, calmly waited for his energy to be full, lifted the bow and walked out of the door, looking up at the starry sky in the sky, but did not hit the arrow, but just shot the bow.

"Draw the bows left and right!"

The void starry sky opened the bow three times in a row. As the string sounded, Hong Yi turned over and turned the bow to his right hand, pulled the string with his left hand, and shot the left side.

After firing across the left side, Hong Yi turned over again, bowed to the left hand, opened the strings on the right hand, and shot the right side.

The continuous shooting, the sound of bowstrings and the sound of shaking seemed to cut the air. Hong Yi's whole body was wet, sweating profusely, blue veins swelled up, and large pieces of flesh also rose up and squeezed and connected with each other.

But Hong Yi still didn't stop, twisting his waist violently, and his tongue burst into thunder. He roared, and bowed up and down, left and right, and all directions. The huge pulling force of his arms pulled Li Mu's bow body to a crack, as if the dried wood was exploding.

Bang! Crack!

While the bow was drawn in a row, the good bow finally couldn't stand Hong Yi's pulling. The string was broken and the bow body was broken.

With the rapid opening of the bow, the chestnut wood ox horn silk bow was actually cracked.

Huhu! Huhuhu!

Hong Yi gasped quickly, looking at the broken bowstring on his hand, but he didn't feel any regret for the bow worth seven taels of silver. On the contrary, he was a kind of joy.

Pulling a sixty-pound silk bow up, down, left and right, and shooting from all directions, is the standard for evaluating the martial arts realm in the military's "martial arts lecture hall".

Hong Yi knew that he had directly pulled the bow and had reached the realm of martial artists, and had steadily entered the realm of martial artists who practiced muscles.

"There are no wasted practices in vain these days."

After buying the bow back from Guanlei, Hong Yi has practiced hard completely behind closed doors. Every day, in addition to meditating and meditating on the Amitabha Sutra, he uses the method of "Niu Demon Great Power Fist" to start the bow and practice his strength.

"Niu Mo Dali Fist" is the most exquisite martial arts in the world for practicing meat, tendons and membranes. There is naturally a special set of bow-opening postures that can truncate the muscles of the whole body between bow-opening, all on the hands, and then shake as the bow strings eject.

Every time I shoot the bow, it is equivalent to twisting, twisting, and shaking the muscles of my body hard.

Moreover, the opening of the bow in the Bull Demon's powerful fist actually had the idea of ​​visualizing the soul mixed with the soul.

Every time before setting the bow, Hong Yi would sit quietly, calm his soul, and move it to his eyes, then open his eyes, hundreds of steps away, observe something, make the gods reach the object, keep a divine view on the birds on the trees for a long time, stare at the stars at night, and finally sit quietly and visualize the magical arrow, conquer the strong city, and kill strong enemies. Finally, he stood up and opened the bow.

This is a set of kung fu, which is to practice accuracy and concentration.

Bang!

Throwing the two bows in his hand on the ground, Hong Yi pulled out his posture and threw out his fists, using the move of "Nuo Mo stepping on the hoof" to punch his fists from all directions.

He used the method of arching just now to punch the fist. Each punch was twisting the muscles all over his body, as if he was pulling an invisible bow, and then his fist hit him and shot out like an arrow.

At this time, the bow in his hand was lost, and the constraints lost by the fist felt like it was flying sharply and quickly.

The arching technique in the Bull Demon's powerful punch turned into a blow of boxing, "Bul Demon's Arrow Style".

Playing from all directions, Hong Yi finally felt that he had exhausted his energy and immediately got up and went back to the room to avoid the cold wind. Wait until the breath is even, then boil water and take a shower.

A chicken was stewed in the stove on the brazier, and it also smelled and it was already stewed.

After taking a shower, Hong Yi drank a bowl of soup and felt unspeakable.

"I have been busy practicing martial arts these days, but I have not tried to get out of my soul. Moreover, I have also cultivated my spirits by opening my bow and practicing my strength these days. Let's practice the visualization in the Amitabha Sutra."

Hong Yi realized that he had full spirit, his body became stronger, and his soul grew stronger, so he sat still and practiced the visualization method in the Amitabha Sutra.

Close your eyes, calm your mind, and keep the starry sky in your thoughts: infinite light comes again, entering your mind in an inch.

As expected, as soon as it penetrated into my mind, all kinds of illusions followed one after another.

The first thing that came was the breeze all over the body, the clear air of the pores emerged, and the floating ejaculation was floating.

Hong Yi was ready to stick to the past, but who knew that this feeling did not pass by because of his persistence, but instead became stronger and stronger!

With Hong Yi's current concentration, he couldn't stand it and was about to lose in this feeling.

The feeling of the breeze blew on my body today was ten times stronger than the first time!

Boom!

Hong Yi finally couldn't bear it, and he moaned with comfort all over. He fell on the bed and woke up for a long time. He was covered in cold sweat and was in a drowsy state.

"No matter how hard I can't stand the first level, I hurt my soul."

Hong Yi had experience and knew that his drowsiness was hurting his soul.

Practicing visualization can train the soul, but if you cannot keep it, it will also seriously damage the soul.

However, Hong Yi did not keep this practice and his soul was injured.

Fortunately, Amitabha visualization was used to repair the soul.

After visualizing the Amitabha appearance, Hong Yi fell asleep deeply, and the next day, he felt refreshed again.

But he fell into deep thought.

"I passed it so smoothly for the first time. Why is the second time ten times stronger than the first time? My soul grew stronger, but I couldn't pass it? What's going on? Is it...... The stronger the gods, the stronger the demons? Yes."

The stronger the soul, the stronger the various devils you visualize. Because the devil is transformed by his own thoughts.

"Only my soul can travel at night, the things I visualize are so strong. If I practice to the level of expelling things, it is not when I visualize the Shura Hell, those demons will appear directly in the form of Yin God!"

At the end of the practice, the visualized demon will condense into a physical body and appear, eating your flesh and drinking your blood!

Hong Yi finally understood that every time he advanced to a state, it would be difficult to practice the Amitabha Sutra ten times.

The stronger the god, the stronger the demon!

The Tao is one foot taller, and the devil is one foot taller!
Chapter completed!