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The green iron spear pointed directly at Shi Qiren's body. The momentum on Shi Qiren became stronger and stronger. Within three feet, the suspended earth, stone and sand were shattered one after another. Three feet away, Shi Lei's breathing became stagnant. This was a kind of force coming from
Although Shi Qiren only used the cultivation of fifteen heavenly veins to press on the spiritual level, Shi Lei was unable to resist it.
It was as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his heart. Xiao Yi also had difficulty breathing. Almost without thinking, he began to visualize the image of a wild elephant. In an instant, the shadow of a green-scaled wild elephant appeared in his mind. The huge elephant body stood upright, with its long trunk sweeping across.
Sweeping across all directions, this is a kind of charm that belongs to the spiritual will of the wild elephant. Xiao Yi has not yet understood it, but it can suppress the mind and make it difficult for external evil to invade.
"The wind and thunder gather together for the first time!"
Shi Qiren gave a deep shout, and the one-foot-five-inch-long pure cyan gun energy at the tip of the green iron spear burst out with dazzling light. It melted and covered almost half of the gun body. He suddenly took action, and a cyan afterimage appeared.
It flashed away, as if what he held in his hand was not a green iron gun, but a wooden stick, and violent thunder sounded in the void.
Silently, the green iron gun penetrated a wooden stake. Shi Qiren put away the gun and stood up, leaving a hole in the wooden stake. Shi Lei was startled, a little confused, but Xiao Yi felt something in his heart and stared closely.
That wooden stake, visualized by the elephant-shaped god, he seemed to have grasped something at this moment.
A breeze blew by, and the wooden piles were blown away like weathered earth and rocks, turning into powder.
"This..." Shi Lei opened his mouth wide and looked at everything in front of him with some disbelief. There were almost two levels of blowing up the wooden piles and turning them into powder, but Shi Qiren only used the power of fifteen heavenly veins.
"Do you know why a person who is successful in refining blood must understand the realm of lifting weights with ease? Thirty-six heavenly veins and thirty-five heavenly veins are only a thousand pounds apart." Shi Qiren said. As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Yi.
, which reveals an inexplicable depth of meaning.
Xiao Yi's mind was slightly shaken. He didn't know if this person saw something. He was a centurion-level strong man who had mastered blood refining. He had fought countless life and death battles on the wild land. His eyesight and knowledge were far beyond his ability.
Shi Lei pondered and shook his head after a moment.
"The human body has limits. What kind of power you want to master depends on what kind of limit you have. This limit is the size of your mental power. If you don't have the corresponding mental power to control a powerful force, you will explode and die. Thirty-five
A sky vein is the first limit level of the human body." Shi Qiren said lightly, "To lift a heavy weight but to do it lightly is a kind of spiritual state. If you understand it, you can strengthen your mental power. Thirty-six heaven veins, although the difference is only a thousand pounds, but
There are two levels, the same knife, if a naughty boy and a mature man use it separately, there is naturally a world of difference."
The limits of the human body, mental strength, strength!
Xiao Yi nodded secretly. This is easy to understand in the age of science and technology. It is just like a child playing with fire. He cannot control it at all and may even be in danger of death. However, in the hands of an adult, he can cook, cook, and even generate electricity and light.
This is the realm.
Shi Lei thought thoughtfully, and then said: "Then how can we improve our spiritual power?"
"Tone your will!" Shi Qiren threw the green iron gun to him and said, "If your mental power is this gun, then your will is the green iron used to forge the gun. To understand the realm of warfare is to forge iron with a sledgehammer. Only the essence can be improved.
Only then can we have a big breakthrough.”
Xiao Yi listened and had a clear understanding in his heart. Will is the foundation of spiritual improvement. If a person has a strong enough will, he can easily understand the realm of warfare, develop strong mental power, and maximize his cultivation to the limit.
.And the reason why he can use the stone mirror to quickly improve his fighting skills and sharpen his fighting skills is for the same reason. Under the tempering of his future body, his will lingers on the edge of life and death almost every day, and the speed of its condensation is almost astonishing.
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Shi Lei pondered his father's words carefully, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and a little crystal light bloomed, and he said: "Then to what extent do you need to condense your will to be able to understand the realm of lifting weights with ease, and condense and strengthen your spiritual power."
"The ordinary realm is medium." Shi Qiren muttered, "The patriarch once said that will can be divided into seven realms: ordinary, extraordinary, heavenly, reincarnation, immortal, immortal, and chaos. Each realm has elementary, medium, high, and peak.
, the will of ordinary ordinary people is only the elementary level of the ordinary realm, the general will of the strong men at the corps commander level is ordinary and medium, the will of centurions is ordinary high, and the will of thousands of captains is the peak of ordinary."
"As for the patriarch," a look of awe flashed in Shi Qiren's eyes, "the patriarch's will has broken through the shackles and has reached the elementary level of the extraordinary realm. He has tempered his body in the fire of three feet and condensed his will, which is enough to exert 120% of his combat power.
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Speaking of the clan leader, Shi Lei also showed reverence. The young generation grew up listening to Shi Zhixuan's experience. The clan leader of a tribe is the myth of the tribe. Everything about him is a legend.
After half a stick of incense, Xiao Yi left. He gained a lot from this trip and had a vague grasp of practice. This grasp is not about strength, but about direction. Only by knowing the direction can one improve his strength to the extreme.
possible.
At night, in the stone house.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the stone bed and looked at another stone bed not far away. Shi Gong's hunched figure was curled up. No matter how tall he was, he still showed an aura of twilight.
A look of determination flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yi slowly closed his eyes, his fighting spirit moved the stone mirror, and in an instant, his consciousness sank into a vast land.
On the vast plains, a majestic blood energy was vibrating like a torrential furnace. In the future, Xunxun, dressed in green clothes, had a green iron gun shining brightly in his hand. Xiao Yi stared closely at the tip of the gun. Sure enough, as he thought, as long as he was killed by
He has observed that the future body can be trained accordingly, but he doesn't know to what extent it can be achieved.
The next moment, I saw the green iron gun battle aura in Future Skill's hand. On the tip of the gun, the dark blue gun aura surged nearly ten feet. In an instant, a line of gun aura spread across the land of a hundred feet. In Xiao Yi's last memory, only
A dazzling green glow fell.
"The wind is blowing and the thunder is blowing!"
On the stone bed, Xiao Yi opened his eyes. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were shining with unprecedented brilliance. It was really feasible. The one-style marksmanship he just used in the future was the first style of the Wind and Thunder Spearmanship, and it had already reached an almost
The state of perfection, driven by the artistic conception of Blood Refining Great Perfection, is a thousand times more terrifying than what Shi Qiren had in his hands.
One night passed, Xiao Yi activated his future body twice and understood the wind and thunder spear technique. One month passed, his will was sublimated between life and death, plus the two times during the day, he could now activate his future body four times in one day.
Overnight, he initially mastered two styles of wind and thunder spear techniques.
The morning light is coming.
Xiao Yi opened his eyes, and two light blue crystal lights flashed away. As the day passed, he felt that his will became more condensed. If the original will was a stone, then the edges and corners have been polished now. As time goes by,
As time passes and slowly accumulates, a deeper transformation will take place.
This is the foundation of Xiao Yi's practice. With the future body of Dzogchen, even if he practices the Barbaric Elephant Powerful Technique, he can be promoted quickly and catch up with his contemporaries.
noon.
To the east of the Blood Stone Tribe, thirty miles into the wild ancient forest, lies a mountain stream.
Boom!
The morning sun was like fire, and on a green pool, a waterfall of 100 feet fell like a silver stream, splashing water several feet high. In the pool, a slender figure stood in it, and half of his body was submerged in the pool water.
The broken black gun was dark and shiny, with a cold metallic luster. Xiao Yi held the gun in his hand and stood still, exuding a trace of majestic energy. He took one breath, two breaths, three breaths, and half a stick of incense passed.
Xiao Yi's figure remained motionless, but his aura became stronger and stronger. Faint ripples appeared in the water surface several feet around him, centered on it.
A drop of water splashed down and appeared in front of Xiao Yi's eyes. Through the water drop, a hundred-foot waterfall fell like a celestial river, a vast water. In an instant, an astonishing edge burst out from Xiao Yi's eyes, the black broken gun buzzed, and the light blue crystal gun aura burst out.
Derived from the tip of the spear, the one-foot-five-inch-long spear was condensed with air, and the surrounding air was distorted. The next moment, he stabbed out with a spear, like thunder roaring, and the pool of water in front of him was broken open, and he suddenly appeared three feet away.
Outside, a black boulder that emerged from the water was pierced by a shot, and there were dense cracks around it.
The first style of the Wind and Thunder Spear Technique, the wind stirs and the thunder moves.
This is a piece of black rock that has been polished by the waterfall for decades. Although it is not at the center of the waterfall, it is extremely strong, comparable to gold and iron, but it was penetrated by Xiao Yi so easily. He did not rely on the sharpness of the black broken gun, just a simple gun.
Qi, as well as the wind and thunder spear technique.
At this point, Xiao Yi has mastered the first style of the Wind and Thunder Spear Technique, and has even surpassed the beginner's first practice, and has already begun to enter the room. Perhaps it is not as good as Shi Lei, but in Xiao Yi's calculation, it only takes a few days.
Time, at the same time, Xiao Yi has made some progress in understanding the first level of the Blood Refining Realm. Although he has not yet understood it, it is no longer like looking at flowers in the fog before. He can already grasp the outline. If he wants to completely outline the body, I believe it is just a few seconds.
Within a month.
Just when Xiao Yi was about to practice his marksmanship again, his body froze and the hand holding the gun tightened.
"Someone!"
The wild dragon's blood tempered his body. Although Xiao Yi has not yet reached the level of blood refining, his body has transformed, and his hearing and hearing are far beyond ordinary people. The mountain stream is very empty, with only one entrance, and is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Xiao Yi heard the sound of footsteps.
Arrived at the entrance.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi exhaled all the air in his lungs and sank into the pool. He lay on the bottom of the pool, blending into the dark stones. The broken black gun was also covered by the stones, and its luster disappeared.
Then, two tall figures walked into the mountain stream, their steps were heavy, and with every step they took, the sound of metal collisions was heard all over their bodies. The sun fell and shone on them, blooming with a layer of dazzling green light, surrounded by a faint
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