Twenty days later, Ling Xiao had soaked his legs in the cold spring. He waved his fists hard to practice the broken jade fist. At this time, the nails of both hands had turned pale blue, like jade, and the joints between the fingers were even harder. Occasionally, when they touched the bluestone, a small piece of fragment would be knocked off.

This is the embodiment of the great success of the broken jade fist.

Martial arts practice are divided into small successes, big successes, and perfections.

If you only want to open up the meridians or practice the realm, you can achieve small achievements. After practicing to a small success, most people will choose higher-level martial arts.

But there are also some combat madmen who like to specialize in martial arts to achieve great success. If they are warriors of the same level, martial arts can exert more powerful power.

But the perfect realm is relatively rare. Even if a martial arts fanatic, few people specialize in a martial arts technique so deeply. With this time, he can practice higher-level martial arts skills. If Ling Xiao had not been a coincidence in his previous life, he would not have practiced such a preliminary martial art as Broken Jade Fist for more than 60 years.

Therefore, in this life, you can practice the broken Jade Fist in just ten days. If you change it to other martial arts, even if Ling Xiao has three hundred years of experience, it would not be so amazing.

However, the practice of the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra has slowed down and has only been completed for two or three out of ten.

After all, it only took ten days. Even the three Ling Ran, Ling Ling and others, who were extremely qualified and said to be rare in a century, took more than a year to practice from the second level of the Condensation Stage to the third level. Ling Xiao’s qualifications are only middle-class and upper-level. Although it is OK, it is not in a single place after all. Being able to practice to this point has an advantage in previous experience.

What's more, Ling Xiao blindly seeks stability and is not in a hurry to achieve success. In his previous life, it was because he did not have a good foundation. Although he was lucky enough to have an adventure, he still failed to practice to the peak. This regret, Ling Xiao will naturally not make any mistakes in this life.

"call!"

With the last punch, Ling Xiao finally lay tiredly on the bluestone.

For the past ten days, he had almost never dared to relax for a moment. As long as he closed his eyes, all the experiences he had encountered in his previous life would clearly appear before him. This made Ling Xiao feel an impatient sense of urgency.

But after all, he was just a mortal fetus. Ten days of hard work also made him extremely physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, he had to dive every day to look for pieces of iron, and the pain of cold air entering his body was even more unbearable.

It’s a pity that the search in the water prison has been completed, but I haven’t even seen a needle.

It took half an hour to fight a complete set of broken jade fists. After the spiritual energy was exhausted, Ling Xiao took out the spiritual sand from his arms and put it in his palm and pondered for a moment.

It's still not fast enough! Although this step-by-step practice can be as fast as the three geniuses of the Ling family, when Ling Xiao thinks that the tragedy that will happen in the future, he feels that it's still too slow.

As for the spiritual pill, it contains some elixirs. For warriors, it is mostly used when they hit the bottleneck. Ling Xiao only takes one Qi-Reinforced Pill every day. He was an alchemy master in his previous life, so he naturally knows the harm of elixirs.

It is a medicine that is toxic.

Especially for this bottle of first-grade Qi-Restoring Pill, I don’t know which rookie alchemist refiner, the elixirs inside were not processed completely. After taking the pill every day, Ling Xiao had to spend some time eliminating the elixir.

I have to take a gamble!

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao stood up and divided the six evenly symmetrical spiritual sand into six different directions.

Liuhe Spirit Gathering Array.

Originally, this formation required some special spiritual objects arrangements, but now it can be omitted by using spiritual sand. Spiritual sand is much more expensive than those spiritual objects, but the effect is similar.

Ling Xiao can no longer wait. For him, time means everything.

The Liuhe Spirit Gathering Array, as the name suggests, gathers the spiritual energy in the air. This was originally an untold secret of Qingyun Sect, but now it was arranged by Lingxiao, and a faint mist immediately appeared above the cold spring.

Atomization of aura.

This is a strange phenomenon that only exists in the blessed world.

Only seven spiritual springs in Qingyun Sect have this effect, which also creates the seven sword gates of Qingyun Sect. Ling Xiao used the Liuhe Spirit Gathering Array to forcibly lure out the spiritual energy in the cold spring. In fact, it was overdrawing the lifespan of the cold spring.

But compared with the future of the entire Ling family, what is a mere cold spring?

After gritting his teeth, he took a few steps forward, and his whole body penetrated into the mist.

Ling Xiao felt that his whole body was stripped naked and threw it naked into the ice and snow. The biting cold air instantly gathered all over his body. The spiritual energy, which was originally like gravel, became more and more intense at this time, gathered into tiny ice crystals, containing extremely strong but extremely irritating spiritual energy.

Just a sip of lightly, a faint smell of blood came from my throat.

The meridians were even more serious, and they were restricted by the Liuhe Spirit Gathering Array, and the spiritual energy like ice crystals poured in like a tide. If Ling Xiao had not had the great cultivation of the Jade Broken Fist at this time, the two meridians were as tough as jade, which was enough to resist the damage of mortal weapons, but this spiritual energy would be enough to break the meridians in his body.

Even so, there are endless ice crystals that are difficult to see with the naked eye, including the Taiyin lung meridian of the hand and Jueyin pericardial meridians, and the two meridians are also vaguely damaged.

This pain is far more than the time when I wake up to cleanse my muscles and marrow.

Ling Xiao endured the severe pain, took out the jade tendon pill from his arms, and swallowed it in one bite.

The powerful medicinal power of Yujin Pill instantly dissolves in the body, and the damaged meridians heal immediately.

But the next moment, the rich ice crystal aura melted the meridians again...

Repeat continuously.

Ling Xiao just felt that he was being cut into pieces, but at this time, he could not stop practicing the Jade Broken Fist. This kind of meridian tempering is the best time to practice the Jade Broken Fist.

Almost all his teeth were bitten to pieces. Ling Xiao forced himself to keep recalling the tragic experiences of his previous life. The anger burned in his chest was desperately persevering with his spiritual willpower.

one day.

Two days.

Three days...

I don’t know how long it has passed, Ling Xiao has lost consciousness, his eyes are dull, and he waves his fists completely based on his inertia. At this time, his muscles in his body have already shown atrophy, his skin is dry, and his hair is like straw.

However, on both arms, two thick meridians were bulging high like giant pythons. There was also a meridian, which was slowly rising like a small snake. With each punch, it grew stronger.

Every time I punch, the fist wind is filled with a faint cold air, and the fingers are already appearing like jade-like blue, which is different from ordinary people.

"boom!"

A punch hit the cold spring, bursting out powerful power, and immediately sparking splashes of water.

Ling Xiao's whole body was soaked. His eyes finally had a little look. He stood still. After a moment, he fell to the ground with a thud.

When he woke up again, Ling Xiao found that he was lying on his bed. Uncle Fu stood aside with a sad face, guarding a medicine stove, holding a fan in both hands, and flew up and down with force.

Seeing Ling Xiao open his eyes, Uncle Fu's chubby face was overjoyed, and he dropped his fan and rolled over and said, "Young Master, you are awake, you are finally awake."

Ling Xiao shook his head and was about to sit up, but Uncle Fu hugged him and said in horror: "Young Master, don't move. I found out from the water prison that you were in a coma. It has been the third day now. Many doctors have been invited, and they all say that you are cold and there is not much time..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Fu was crying and choked for a long time and said, "Fortunately, the master invited a miracle doctor overnight, used silver needles for you, and prepared these medicines, and finally got saved. By the way, Master, please drink these medicines quickly. The master is about to come over later. He will definitely be happy when he sees you wake up. Poor these days, the master has lost weight by being anxious."

Ling Xiao was immediately amused and crying.

After he woke up, he had a rough check and knew that his body was fine. But somehow, after he was unconscious, the broken jade fist he practiced mutated and actually absorbed the cold air from the cold spring. Perhaps this change caused the quack doctors in Black Stone City to make a wrong judgment.

However, seeing Uncle Fu's anxious look, Ling Xiao couldn't refuse, so he could only grit his teeth and drink the jar of bitter herbs.

After Uncle Fu walked away, Ling Xiao jumped up from the bed.

I couldn't help but feel excited and waved my hand and punched me.

The heart immediately beats rapidly, and the lungs also absorb the oxygen components in the air crazily. A powerful and cold aura immediately pours into the fist along the three meridians.

The Taiyin lung meridian of the hand, Jueyin pericardium meridian of the hand, and the Shaoyin heart meridian of the hand that has been opened for ten days of hard practice.

The three meridians bulge like giant pythons. The originally blood-red meridians have turned into green color at this time. They are as tough as ice jade.

On the fist, the surface skin turns into a jade-like hard object.

As the spiritual energy accumulates more and more, a faint white mist immediately sprays out, and a ray of frost immediately hangs on the door curtain seven steps away, frozen like a lump of ice.

This punch actually hit about 30% of the spiritual energy in Ling Xiao's body.

But Ling Xiao's expression at this time was no longer surprised, but extremely surprised.

"I can actually release spiritual energy. This is no longer a first-grade martial art. Only second-grade martial arts can do this. My cultivation level at this time is only at the third level of the Mai Condensation Stage, and I can actually do this!"

I thought about it again and couldn't help but nod.

Having had the experience of practicing the broken jade boxing for a hundred years, he spent a total of 300,000 taels of silver and a large amount of first-grade spiritual elixirs in this life. In addition, he worked so hard that life was worse than death.

If it is still like the previous life, that would be incredible.

However, this punch consumed too much spiritual energy, so Ling Xiao decided not to take action easily. This punch merged with the power of the broken jade fist and the cold air of the Han Ice Palm. After thinking about it, he named it the Broken Jade Fist.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er."

Ling Shouxin almost rushed into the room. Seeing that his baby son was intact, he rushed up and hugged him, and his hands were still fumbled on his body: "That's great, so good, I knew you're fine, baby son."

Although Ling Xiao was moved, he couldn't stand his father's intimacy. He quickly broke free and said, "I'm fine... By the way, aren't you about to enter the family competition these days? Why do you have time to come to me? At this time of year, aren't you so busy that you're dying?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Shouxin looked embarrassed on his face and stuttered: "Isn't this because of your business? Besides, the family competition is organized by my brothers, so why should I worry too much?"

"Isn't this the mission of the patriarch?" Ling Xiao only said one sentence and understood it. It was probably because his father was suppressed by his uncles and uncles again, and he was too concerned about him, so he had to give up his authority.

But this time, it can't be like usual.

If there are no broken iron pieces found in the water prison, you must go to the Wulou.

To climb the martial arts tower, you must rank among the top in the family competition.
Chapter completed!