An Bochen stared at the starry sky outside the window, with a bitter smile on his face, and his mood sinks to the bottom of the valley.

The four forces of Feng Shui, Fire and Thunder flow out from the lower dantian and circulate in the meridians of the heaven. In the past, one could be completed in one blink of an eye in a flash, but now most of the incense stick has passed, but even one cycle has not been completed.

The small Zhoutian was destroyed and formed into the Great Zhoutian. Not only did the image in the immortal palace turn from mountains and rivers to the dome, but the length of the meridians also changed. With more meridians and acupoints passing through, the Zhoutian became wider and wider. Unlike the previous expansion of meridians, it was no longer an expansion between rivers, lakes and seas, but directly expanded into a dome. The great changes can be imagined. The meridians of the Zhoutian have become wider, which can be considered a good thing for those who practice, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the vital energy in the body needs to grow accordingly. Not only did the vital energy of Anbochen's four-potent vital energy have not increased, but it is not as good as before due to serious injuries. Even the vital energy that had just entered the heavenly grade before could not form a cycle in the current great Zhoutian, let alone now.

The current situation is like four three-foot-wide and long streams flowing in a hundred-foot-wide river channel. It takes an unpredictable time to form a cycle, let alone fill the entire river channel.

If you want to use the vital energy continuously, you must form a circulation in the meridians of the heavenly beings. If you break through the realm, you must fill the meridians of the heavenly beings.

Other monks used their vital energy to promote the expansion of meridians. An Bochen went against the way. The meridians of the heavenly world expanded unexpectedly again and again, forcing him to constantly practice the four forces to condense vital energy to catch up, so as to form a circulation in the meridians of the heavenly world and even fill up.

Fortunately, Amber Chen could re-form a cycle in the expanded meridian after meditation for one or two hours, but this time...

"In other words, from now on... at least before the cycle is formed, I have only the heavenly level cultivation but cannot continuously display it?"

An Bochen touched his nose and muttered to himself helplessly.

He knew that this time would not be so smooth. Not only did he rescue Hongfu and Zhuanyuanjing Village, but he also regained his cultivation and opened up the great circle in his body. Sure enough, everything would have to be paid. The price for An Bochen to survive this disaster safely was that even if he was well recuperated, he would not be able to take action in his full state for a long time.

"This is not possible."

An Bochen shook his head. He didn't know what was going on outside now, but judging from what he saw and heard before his coma, it was impossible to be peaceful. An Bochen didn't want to get involved in those meaningless struggles, but he knew that many things often came to him by himself. It seemed that from a long time ago, an invisible luck enveloped Dakuang, connecting him with this chaotic world in the dark.

Walking out of bed, Amberchen put on his clothes and stood in front of the window, looking at the night in late spring and thinking hard.

Even if you are living in seclusion in the countryside, you will not be able to protect yourself in this troubled world.

The injury heals very quickly, but it takes no time to form a cycle in the Zhoutian. It is not that the meridians of the Zhoutian are much wider than before, but that the extended river basin is a hundred times larger than before. In addition to recovering the cultivation level as soon as possible and gathering it into a cycle, Anbochen also needs to prepare for the future.

Flying dragons, tanks and warships?

Shaking his head, Amberchen retracted his gaze from his empty wrist.

Although it is a magic weapon and its power cannot be underestimated, it has been used too frequently before, and everyone in the world knows that it can no longer be used as a means of saving lives.

Thunder?

An Bochen's heart moved, his eyes shone, and he spread his palms.

When I was young, a ray of lightning came out of my palm, and then the three forces of Feng Shui and Fire rose, dancing to Anbochen's palm.

Although you can use four forces and distribute them outside the body, you need to brew four or five moments, including the thunder. Although four or five moments are short, they are enough for your opponent to kill you four or five times in the ever-changing battle.

In the past, Anbo Chen could instantly emit purple thunder because the thunder power was hidden in the soul body and was not restricted by the circulation of meridians in the sky. Now that Zhou Tian expanded, Anbo Chen had to put the thunder power hidden in the soul body into the sky, just like handing over the thunder pearl to the Water God in the Immortal Palace, so that the four forces combined to form a cycle as soon as possible. Once the cycle was formed, Anbo Chen could retract the thunder power back into the soul body, and then it could be instantly emitted.

"Thunder power is not good either. The vortex does not exist, and the secret technique cannot be used. It cannot form a cycle, and the two-way water and fire technique cannot last for a long time... Could it be that if you encounter an opponent in the future, you have to stab and then escape for half a day and then go back and fight again?"

He sighed secretly and looked out the window at night. Amber Chen's eyes burst into bright light. The four momentums rose, but it was not until this time that the four momentums of Feng Shui Fire and Thunder had just completed the operation of a cycle.

The four forces transform into vital energy, and vital energy gathers strength. When the power returns to Anbochen's body, Anbochen only feels like he has been reborn, and it seems like he has changed his own person compared to before. But Anbochen knew that nearly nine thousand kilograms of huge force between his arms could only be emitted once, but after using it, he had to wait until the four forces of Feng Shui Fire and Thunder were completed for another cycle to produce new power.

With the strength gathered on both arms, An Bochen was in a complicated mood.

A Zhoutian needs a stick of incense, which means that An Bochen can only take action once, but the Taoist technique is bound by the Taoist Dharma, which is not ridiculous.

"There is a way... If I divide the nine thousand kilograms of huge force into ninety parts, and only use a hundred kilograms of force each time, I can consume a stick of incense. However, the hundred kilograms of force are only enough to bully ordinary soldiers, and even the flame fire monk cannot deal with it..."

An Bochen murmured to himself, his brows frowned and relaxed, thinking about a solution.

After so many ups and downs, An Bochen would not think that he could avoid fighting by living in seclusion in Yuanjing Village. Only when there is a fight in the world is in line with the way of separation and unity. Furthermore, judging from the tone of Bai Tian Hongfu before leaving, she seemed to have begun to prepare to deal with Emperor Kuang, but she was worried about An Bochen's injuries and did not explain in detail. An Bochen did not expect that he would become a burden and be protected by Sima Jin.

A trace of decisiveness floated between his eyebrows. An Bochen shook his wrist suddenly, pinched his five fingers, and grabbed a spiral air column, causing the air in the house to fluctuate.

Just as An Bochen was about to divide the spiral air column into ninety parts, he suddenly felt his arm light and his body shaking left and right, but he was unable to continue to grasp the spiral air column.

With unwillingness on his face, An Bochen breathed well and waited silently.

Another incense stick is time, and the four moments flow through a cycle of heaven, which is slightly longer than before, and is still far from forming the cycle of heaven.

The four forces transform the vital energy, and the vital energy gathers its strength in the arm. This time, Anbo Chen transformed his finger into a gun, and quickly pointed it into the void. It did not gather into a spiral column, but directly pulled out cyclones from the air. Ninety cyclones, each containing a hundred kilograms of force, but in a blink of an eye, the cyclones turned into nothing and disappeared, but Anbo Chen was exhausted again.

"Wrong, you shouldn't be exerting force together, but exerting force at 100 pounds."

Shaking his head, Amber Chen took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and waited for the next round of Zhoutian to be perfect.

An Bochen, who had been sleeping for more than a month, did not plan to continue sleeping. He leaned against the window frame of the poplar wood and took advantage of the soft moonlight to ponder the method of transforming power. In the days when the cycle of Zhoutian was not completed, if An Bochen encountered an enemy, he would have two choices. One was to gather Zhoutian and launch a violent attack, but there was only one chance. The other was to turn nine thousand kilograms of huge force into a continuous force like water, and use it one wave after another. Although it was only a hundred kilograms, it could be used indefinitely.

The young man practices Taoism, and the bright moon shines on the humble room.

The four forces flowed, and the cyclone was like a gun. I don’t know how many times the cycles had been circulated, and how many times the force had been emitted. When the sky gradually turned white, An Bochen was already sweating profusely.

His wrist trembled slightly, and Anbochen popped out his index finger and gently tweaked it in the virtual space. Without much effort, he pulled out a cyclone. He wandered between Anbochen's five fingers like a small gun, freely sending and receiving. After using a cyclone, a new cyclone can continue to be produced.

However, no matter how many cyclones are, they only have a hundred kilograms of power. A hundred kilograms of power added to the cyclone may kill the flame fire cultivator and damage the earth-grade cultivator, but to strong people with heaven-grade cultivation, it is like a wooden stick and slingshot, and there is no threat at all.

"How can we maximize the power of this cyclone?"

Looking at the dimming stars, Amberchen looked thoughtful.

On that day, the tiger generals he encountered on Guannan Huangdao, such as Dian Kui and Wang Yue, both had the ability to make a thousand pounds. Although Dian Kui was extremely powerful, he was very good at using a little force to stir up the air and brewing momentum. Wang Yue even used his sword skills to the extreme. He cut out an ordinary sword and then broke down An Bochen's spiral column like a ox. It was shocking.

Dian Kui was born with a bad star. Wang Yue was immersed in swordsmanship for many years. It was not surprising that the two of them could have such a method. An Bochen's years of practice were still short, so he really could not do this.

Playing with the cyclone flying at his fingertips, Amberchen quietly looked at the sky that was about to rise during the day, his eyebrows flew to his temples, but at this moment, he vaguely saw something.

The three insects fighting in the Immortal Palace almost subverted the surroundings of Anbochen's body, which is enough to show that the slightest force can affect the general trend as long as it pokes the vital points. For example, Wang Yue can do it, so why should Anbochen have no choice? If you don't practice it, Anbochen can also use his own methods to achieve it.

The day is about to be born and the night is about to retreat. The stars in the sky appear on the day for the last time. An Bochen stares quietly, his eyes closed and opened, but he saw another scroll. The qi is like meridians, and the stars are like a hole. At this moment, the three hundred and sixty-five main stars in the sky turn into the main acupoints on the twelve meridians and appear in An Bochen's eyes.

Day and night alternate, and a "clang" sound, like an ancient bell, bringing Anbodu into the fetal breath.

There is a circumference outside, which is the dome of heaven and earth, and there is a circumference inside, which is the meridians of the circumference. The two circumferences are thousands of miles apart, and are separated by An Bochen's bones and flesh, but they are in harmony and confirm each other.

The qi is used as the meridians and stars are the acupoints. If the stars are destroyed, the circumference will also be covered. It is the same principle whether it is the outer circumference of the body or the inner circumference of the body. The 365 main acupoints of the Zhoutian are secretly combined with the 365 main star of the Zhoutian. However, among these 365 acupoints, there are 36 acupoints that are the most important. If one of them is damaged, life will not be protected.

An Bochen sat cross-legged, his body as light as nothing, gradually floating in the air, three feet above the bed, looking at his ears, noses, and mouths, concentrating his mind and "observing" at the thirty-six major points of life and death, and quietly recording it...
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