On the sea, the sun shines on the blue water, which is very charming. Chen Yun stood in front of the boat, and a delicate voice came from behind him: "Sir, is this sea so beautiful? Do you still want to see it if you have me?"

There is no need to look back. The day before yesterday, Chen Yun encountered the Jukun Gang's boat at sea. He boarded the boat and subdued a group of people. Chen Yun and other group of people were subjected to the pulse cutting method. It was found that the big ship had sailed towards the Jianghuai direction, and behind him was the Jukun Gang.

The leader of the gang is a delicate beauty.

"Sea Nature" opened her mouth and rejected the beauty's teasing. Now Chen Yun has a clear mind and can no longer control his emotions. He has something on his mind and can't help but be a woman. But now Chen Yun doesn't have that intention. Song Que just asked Chen Yun to make it.

It's just turmoil, no matter which aspect it is from, it doesn't matter whether Wagang and Du Fuwei are the ones to attack it, it's just that these two have some conflicts of interest with the Song clan.

But no matter what, there is definitely a fight, and it only makes sense to have big fists. Chen Yun is looking forward to it now.

Turning around, he pinched Yun Yuzhen's face with one hand and hugged her waist with the other. Her fair and tender face looked a little mature in the sun. "Woman, I don't want to play with you now. I'll be there slowly."

Chance, you'd better be calm now, I don't want to throw you into the sea."

Turning his hand and pushing, no one pushed the delicate thing away. He stepped forward to support the wind, went straight to the top of the sail, and put his foot on the pole. Chen Yun was like an immortal statue, motionless, closing his eyes and opening his six senses.

Adjusting his thoughts to the maximum, with the big ship as the center, five hundred miles away was under Chen Yun's control. Nothing in this world could be hidden from him.

This is Chen Yun's way of practicing Qigong. He can practice Qigong under waterfalls, and the wind and waves on the sea can also be used to practice Qigong. No matter whether the strong wind blows or the breeze blows on his face, Chen Yun is a master of the theory of righteousness. The wind and waves drive the Qi to life.

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The innate true Qi has now been trained into a ball by Chen Yun. This is understood from Wu Shannuang's awe-inspiring Qi. Confucianism has trained a breath of awe-inspiring Qi, which will not be invaded by all laws and all evils will retreat. If Chen Yun has practiced it to a high level, he can

A loud shout shook all the evil spirits to death.

When Chen Yun reaches a high level of cultivation, he can still practice a magical power. Confucianism's verbal and written attacks, every word of the heart, and every word of the pen kill the gods, and the Taoist golden rules, Buddhist masters, and the tongue-splitting lotus magical powers of the masters are all average.

Whenever words are spoken, the Dharma is followed, and the Heavenly Constitution comes out of the mouth, and the words activate supernatural powers.

A ball of innate true energy travels throughout the body, driving the righteous energy of heaven and earth to temper the muscles, bones, organs, skin, flesh and periosteum. Chen Yunxian does not know if others are like him, but the advanced level he understands is to temper the whole body, exchange blood and cleanse the marrow.

, A skill will never die if you practice it, and you will become a master by yourself.

Now, Chen Yun's attributes have completely changed.

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Samsara Chen Yun

Strength:425(10)

Speed:415(10)

Body:385(10)

Spirit:380(10)

(In parentheses are the general attributes of adult men on Earth)

Energy: 180180 true energy (5 points of internal energy is one year, and the internal energy will be converted into true energy after the meridians are opened. 5 points of true energy is one year)

Skill Category: Martial Arts Department

(1) Theory of Righteousness: Ordinary-level fourth-grade internal strength. When practiced to the highest level, one can transform the awe-inspiring true energy.

(2) Tianlun Sword Technique: The fourth-grade sword technique of the ordinary level, when practiced to the highest level, can induce righteousness to follow.

(3) Ground-level Qinggong: If you practice the fourth-grade ordinary level Qinggong to the highest level, you will feel as if you are walking on flat ground.

(4) Pulse-cutting method: It can cut off the opponent's qi, blood and true qi, stimulate the human body's potential, and stop bleeding and heal injuries.

(5) Mo Technique: Ordinary level fourth-grade Kung Fu, including moves and martial arts, all depends on personal understanding.

Personal space: On. (Storage items will not be listed in detail)

Weapon: Stainless Steel Long Sword. It is made of fine iron by skillful craftsmen, hence the name Stainless Steel Long Sword.

Spatial identity: The next generation of Confucian family heads.

Strength evaluation: A level (e, d, c, b, a, a+, s-, s, s+, ss-, ss, ss+, sss-, sss, sss+, classified from low to high)

(Explanation, the corresponding levels in the Tang Dynasty are e-level = unqualified, d-level = third-rate, c-level = second-rate, b-level = first-rate, a-level = innate, a+ level = grandmaster, s-level = great grandmaster, s-level = broken

Void, s+ level = broken peak,)

In the main god's space, S-level people are half-immortals, SS-level people are human immortals, and SSS-level people are earth immortals. Those below S level are not in the eyes of the Lord God.

Three days later, Chen Yun got off the boat. The Jukun gang's boat was here. He was ready to have a fight and then find trouble with others if necessary.

Exuding aura all over his body, Chen Yun walked ten miles step by step, and the people arrived.

There was a long whistle, as loud as an eagle, and the person came with a wide robe and long sleeves and a high crown on his head. His thin figure exuded a powerful force, as if there was only one person in the world.

Without waiting to speak, Chen Yun said loudly, "We'll talk about it after we fight."

The long sword of fine steel was unsheathed, and the wind stopped for a moment, and the flow of time slowed down. A flash of light burst out from the long sword, and it stabbed straight. The power of the sword suddenly exploded, until the long sword came to the body, with a majestic momentum.

The person who came under the pressure was shocked, and the aura on his body was completely different from that of the sword.

The sleeves of the robe were rolled up, and dark energy surged in the air, entangled in the space where the long sword was advancing. Watching the long sword pierce slowly bit by bit, the visitor repeatedly flicked the sleeves of the robe, and the loose robe brought more than just the sound of wind.

, and a thunderous roar.

The sword turned and sparks flashed, but it was Chen Yun who stabbed an arm guard with a dense white on it.

Don't think too much, the person who came was none other than Du Fuwei. Chen Yun's momentum drew him out, and he started fighting without saying anything. Du Fuwei was holding his breath. Seeing that the person who came was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, he abandoned distracting thoughts and dealt with it calmly.

stand up.

The two arm guards appeared and disappeared, appearing so elusive in the long-sleeved robe, blocking Chen Yun's sword every time they appeared.

Chen Yun smiled, and the sword dance became faster, and the momentum increased little by little. In the awe-inspiring righteousness, traces of ink-colored Qi appeared. The fragrance of ink passed through people's noses repeatedly, and they inhaled unconsciously, but there was no trace of it.

Fragrance, but I feel it again.

Stab, stab, stab. Apart from stabbing, Chen Yun has never used other moves. This is the only move Chen Yun has come to this world to practice swordsmanship in the past year. Chen Yun has practiced the Tianlun Sword that Wang Tong gave him, but now Chen Yun has

I only realized my way on the thorns

Maybe because he has read too many novels, Chen Yun only knows that stabbing is the most suitable sword when practicing swordsmanship, so he understood Tianlun Sword based on this stabbing, and followed the sword's moves. This stabbing is just a simple stabbing.

The sleeves of the robe fluttered in the wind and broke into countless pieces of cloth. Chen Yun tore the sleeves of Du Fuwei's sleeves.

The sword met the arm guard, and the only sound left in the space was the clanging of gold weapons. The difference was that in Chen Yun's ears, this was the clanging of the sword, the rhythm of the sword.

After two moves, the two jumped away from each other, but Chen Yun couldn't tell the difference unless he showed off his real skills. Du Fuwei used his arms so hard that the gap originally hit by the long sword and the entire arm guard flashed a blue water color.

The light is like Du Fuwei's vision of the true energy of the valley.

On Chen Yun's side, the sword was returned to the sheath. There was no movement like closing his eyes, and his hand was in the posture of drawing the sword. There seemed to be something in the sky and earth that was resonating with Chen Yun. Chen Yun's sword movement was moving bit by bit.

He retracted his sword, and the long hair tied up on his head spread out, looking even more powerful in the calm air.

The sword was unsheathed. The vast white color was like describing the color of the sky and the earth. In the blink of an eye, it was put back into its sheath. With an inexplicable smile, Chen Yun said loudly, "You can't control things at sea, and the Jianghuai Army is not enough."

This sound woke up Du Fuwei. There were fragments of arm guards everywhere, and his arms were as red as fire. In the forest beside him, nearly a hundred steps away, the trees began to make a clicking sound, and suddenly they fell to the ground, and there was a simultaneous sound.

There was a roar.

"Why did you keep your hand?" The confident voice in the past sounded a little confused at first.

"You can't die in my hands." The wind was gentle and the clouds were calm, and the light and fluttering voice came to the side.

"and who are you"

"We will meet again" avoided answering, which was totally wrong.

"How old are you when you practice martial arts?" I just looked at Chen Yun's appearance and didn't think much about it. Now it seems that he is really young. He is still young enough to compete with his predecessors. There are indeed talents in the country. The front wave is not dead yet, and the back wave has already pushed forward.

"I'll talk about it next time" I really don't want to offend you, so I won't say it.

The roar started, and no one could see him. Looking into the distance, Du Fuwei, whose upper body clothes were torn, cheered up. His warrior spirit had not been forgotten. After being defeated, he had to win back.

I think that was how he came here back then. He hadn't been defeated for a long time. When he returned to the Jianghuai Army, Du Fuwei ordered the army to cease its activities. At least it seemed much calmer on the surface.

On the ship, Chen Yun was in a good mood, hugging Yunzhen's body and smelling the faint fragrance of the body. Chen Yun naturally felt a desire in his heart. Chen Yun would not resist what he was thinking. This was because Chen Yun had a clear mind and thought of it.

What never drags change.

A hand wandered in the peak, staring at the beauty's rosy face, "Are you willing?" he asked softly. Chen Yun's desire began to grow when he came to the main god space. His desire and ambition knew what he was doing now.

The moment slowly emerged.

Strong people must be people with big desires and ambitions. Without the persistence that comes from ambition, and from the pursuit of strength regardless of life and death, without desire, wouldn't they become a pile of corpses? Saints are just compared to mortals.

A saint is like an item discarded by a strong person like a pair of worn-out shoes. Ordinary people will fight to the death. This is a truth that everyone understands.

People are not stupid. They are wiser than demons. What kind of demons are they? Small demons? Big demons? Or demon kings?

Is the wisdom of fairies necessarily stronger than that of humans? It’s just relative. What makes a strong person stronger is not just strength, but also a heart that sees through the essence, a heart that is harder than iron, a body that has been refined over time, and a will that has been practiced over and over again.

The origin of practice.
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