Some people say that martial arts begins with the art of war.
Because the word "武" means a person who charges with arms.
Warriors will probably not deny this.
The earliest martial artists did come from the military. There is no conclusion as to which person or persons started it first. Because martial arts has been silent for a long time. Those who were the first to explore martial arts were most likely
These are unknown people, and they don’t take this as their way.
Ancient military strategists used Qi and blood to stimulate the meridians. In the era before the advent of the Pulse Opening Pill, they used the method of ten thousand deaths to create people who could practice—those who were born with Taoist meridians were really pitifully rare.
There are also some of them who consider themselves monsters and disdain humans. They feel that they are not of the same species as human beings who cannot transcend the world.
Although the Demon Clan Heavenly Court looks down on these people, they will also give them some dispensable positions, grant them some glory, and use them to consolidate their rule.
The ancient military strategist chose to squeeze the physical body, oppress the Qi and blood, and at the critical moment of life and death, within the limits of the physical body and will, seize the power that can transcend the mortal body - this comes from those who are not born with Taoism, also known as "ordinary people", the so-called
"Mortals", the earliest resistance force.
The battle formation of a military strategist is also the collective application of Qi, blood and Daoyuan. It is essentially "gathering people into a crowd" and "gathering crowds to gather strength".
However, the military strategist's practice method is still within the framework of "Tao" that originated from ancient times.
Military monks still cultivate Dao Yuan. Qi and blood were only a means of stimulating the meridians in ancient times, and were a part of the later condensation of military evil.
This is where martial arts branched off from military cultivation.
Martial arts cultivate Qi and blood!
Military cultivators use Dao Yuan to fill their spines, and in the end they have to soar into the air and travel around the world. Martial cultivators use Qi and blood to refine their spines, and use the spine as a ladder to climb up step by step to see far away.
"Daoyuan" is the beginning of Tao, and "Qi Xue" is the beginning of martial arts.
"Tao" is a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves throughout the ages. The martial arts practice is one of the strongest branches. The same is true for Taoism and Confucianism in today's world.
"武" is another towering tree!
Of course, the hundreds of schools of thought that once flourished in the era of saints are not forever limited to "Tao". The art of war, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism can also spread their branches and blossom on the building blocks of martial arts.
For example, Wu Xun was a master of the art of war, but he followed the path of a martial artist.
It’s just that in the past, martial arts failed to develop, and the road ahead was mired in confusion. I didn’t know whether it existed. There weren’t that many people who were willing to invest in it.
The path of Tao and the path of martial arts are more like two different pieces of soil, in which every thought produces its own seeds and sprouts.
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There is a country named "Wei" in the central region.
The state-owned city of "Wei" is called "Wild King".
The blood of history may always be blown away by time. The spring rain passes and the spring grass grows again.
In this country that no one pays much attention to, in this city that no one remembers much, in a dilapidated courtyard.
An unsmiling old man put the thorn stick behind him, squeezed out a very scary smile on Scar's erratic face, and gently lowered his hoarse voice: "Don't be nervous——"
He said: "Lu Ye, this pulse-opening pill is of average quality and not worth much money. Even if you fail to open the pulse, it's nothing. At worst, the old man will try his best to earn it. Although you are a tuberculosis
Dad died early, and all your uncles are gone too. I can still fight for a few more years in this old life."
The young man standing in the courtyard, pushing the stone mill, sighed helplessly: "Grandpa Wei, don't put pressure on me, I will definitely make it."
The old man still looked at him: "It doesn't matter, your background is not good, your training is not good, your exercises are not good, and your elixir is not good - just muddle along, my child, don't force it. You can't take revenge in this life, it's all
It should be."
Lu Ye stopped talking and stopped the rumbling stone mill with a slap.
His naked upper body was covered in scars, and his young flesh was covered with old scars.
At this moment, the copper skin, which has been tempered for many times, is tightening and loosening, as if it is breathing.
The muscles bulged and fell one by one, as if there were hundreds of little dragons swimming under his skin.
He closed his eyes and began to feel the power of the Pulse Opening Pill.
Although he has been in poverty since he was a child and has seen the world being difficult, his vision is not low. After feeling the power of the medicine for a while, he knows that this pulse-opening pill is not ordinary and cannot be obtained by Grandpa Wei. It may be the same as the one who came to visit his home some time ago.
"Yi" is related to his uncle.
The will is like a mill, grinding away all distracting thoughts.
Lu Ye swept the spiritual platform and focused on the beginning of his extraordinary life. He muttered something -
"All the limbs and limbs are gathered in the atrium, and the country and the country can enjoy the residence of noble people. God knows if there is a disease in the sky! I hate fame and cure the old and the thin."
The most thorough study of the human body in the world is either martial arts or medicine.
He has been studying medicine and martial arts since he was a child, and he has a deep control over his body. Once he has a thought, all the sutras obey him, like a group of dragons worshiping Yuan Hong.
He stood on the old dragon post and pushed on the sick donkey mill. After fifteen years of practice, he had become a good body.
There are no distracting thoughts in my mind, I just mix and drink the medicine, divide it into six parts, activate the Qi and blood, travel through the eight meridians and finally the hundreds of rivers to the sea, all of them return to the human dragon.
"What did you feel?" the old man asked.
"Qi." Lu Ye closed his eyes and said, "Qi is in the Dantian."
"Dantian?" The old man surnamed Wei frowned.
"It's just the lower abdomen." Lu Ye said.
"Ah!" the old man surnamed Wei said anxiously: "Martial arts begins with the refining of the spine with Qi and blood. Why did your 'Qi' end up in your lower abdomen?"
Lu Ye said naturally: "Qi is at the top and blood is at the bottom, so it is necessary to sink the qi and float the blood, dragons and tigers fight, and the two are tempered to strengthen the body. When the qi is born, it is very weak, like a thin candle that cannot be affected by the wind, so it must be done by people.
The palace will nourish it, like a stove hiding elixir fire. The nourishing mother's energy is in the lower abdomen, and the child's energy is used to refine the blood spine, so the spine refining effect will be better. The energy is like a seedling planted in a field, and when the autumn harvest matures, it forms the true elixir of martial arts - this lower abdomen
, isn’t it just ‘Dan Tian’?”
The old man surnamed Wei was stunned for a while, because what Lu Ye said was a martial law that had never been heard before. Nowadays, everyone is exploring higher places to seek the limits of martial arts, but Lu Ye has just started, and he changed his starting method.
!
He couldn't tell whether this was good or bad, he just asked: "How...how did you come up with it?"
Lu Ye was startled: "I don't know either."
He was still carefully comprehending the changes in his body: "When I was just opening my pulse and practicing Qi, I was in a trance and suddenly had this thought. So I did this."
It sounded like heaven and earth were connected, blessing the soul. The old man surnamed Wei couldn't hide his surprise: "Did you see anything in that trance?"
Lu Ye shook his head.
The old man surnamed Wei murmured in confusion: "Did something big happen just now?"
"I don't know. Maybe it doesn't matter." Lu Ye opened his eyes, and after the brilliance subsided, he still maintained his youthful determination: "I only know that my martial arts - this is how it started."
The old man stared blankly at the distant sky, seeing nothing except the lightning that tore through the sky and gradually faded away.
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If Wang Ao clears the way, all warriors in the world will benefit, and all warriors in the world will also benefit others.
He embarked on martial arts with his bare hands and opened up the eternal lost path with one fist, and crushed EMI's sorrow with one fist.
The success belongs to him, but the accumulation is the torrent of the past and present.
He has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, standing at the pinnacle of the world, representing martial arts, the first to touch the limits of the world, and standing shoulder to shoulder with other true kings - but this is not his end.
There is great merit in clearing the way!
Martial arts, a road with towering trees, is a hard-earned achievement.
At this moment, he stood firmly on the top without making any move. The entire desolate world of martial arts was filled with spring breeze and full of vitality.
The black and yellow flag descended from the sky, bringing blessings to the vast expanse, and spread out in the high sky. In the middle of the flag, there is a majestic and dignified character "武" where the Taoist spirit gathers.
The Xuanhuang energy of merit has become a flag, and the clouds of blessing have tens of millions of hectares!
Wang Ao's body, which was severely damaged during the process of climbing to the top, had absorbed the energy of heaven and earth at the moment of climbing to the top, restored everything, and climbed to the top.
But at this moment, it is still condensing and rising.
He made martial arts truly exist and reach the peak of heaven.
The merits of martial arts must promote his transcendence.
Ten thousand acres of blessed clouds support his supreme martial arts, sending him to transcend everything in this world and achieve the first eternity in martial arts.
But at the same time, in this half-virtual and half-real world of martial arts, another mountain suddenly rose up.
This mountain looks black and white, like a dragon and a tiger. When viewed from different angles and at different times, it appears differently.
When it first appeared, it was still very low, but it already seemed to have shaken the foundation of martial arts, shaking the entire martial arts world. It suddenly grew strong, and its thoughts were thousands of feet long and even boundless!
When it reaches the pinnacle of this world, the entire martial arts world suddenly casts a shadow.
Is there still a martial arts master in the world?
Should not be seen in the world!
Shu Weijun, Wu Xun, Cao Yuxian, and Ji Jinglu, standing on the peak of the twenty-sixth level of martial arts, the four martial arts masters, turned their heads almost at the same time.
At the moment when they witnessed Wang Ao ascending to the top, they, the masters who were standing at the highest point of martial arts, also saw the road to the peak of martial arts. However, they were limited by the damage caused when lifting Wang Ao and could not take the last step immediately.
But as long as the life span is enough and the origin is restored, that step is only a matter of time.
However, a sudden change occurred at this time, and each one was more serious than the other——
However, on top of the peak reaching the sky, several majestic figures suddenly appeared, all of them soaring to the sky with boundless power.
The first one is nine feet tall, with a slender body, gentle eyebrows, and a compassionate temperament. Under the high collar, Shura's war marks can be vaguely seen.
With this king's body shape, among Shura, he should be considered weak and thin. But no one can ignore his existence, and no existence can avoid his eyes.
He looks at you compassionately, as if he is witnessing your impending death, back to your bright and glorious new life.
Your whole life has passed through his eyes, and this is not something worth mentioning.
Everything is like a mote of dust!
Shu Weijun's face, which was already getting older and older, now looked a little more shabby: "Shantan!"
Shantan's name was well known to everyone in Yuyuan. He was even more impressive to the Mohist disciples.
Because in the past, Rao Xiansun, the great son of the Mohist family, was killed by his own hands.
This deity is the first king of Shura Kingdom!
But he... is not a martial artist?
Why can a strong man from the Shura tribe who carries Dao Yuan come to the world of martial arts that is undergoing breakthroughs when the martial arts master breaks through the barrier of heaven and challenges the ancient natural moat?
This world of martial arts is transformed by the martial will, where the traces of the Tao are stored, and where the true thoughts reside. It is directly placed on the origin of the present world and touches the foundation of the world.
Theoretically, one cannot be famous except at the extreme limit of martial arts, and not everyone’s martial peak can stand here.
After Wang Ao mastered martial arts, even those who are not at the top of martial arts will not be able to prove it again!
How could Shantan, the Shura King who had nothing to do with martial arts, penetrate the barriers of the world, cross the barriers of martial arts, and come to this world at this time?
And it’s not just Shantan.
There is more than one person holding up this black and white Wufeng.
Cao Yu held the bow like a ceremonial bow, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw an extremely noble figure beside the Shura King Shantan on top of the suddenly uplifted Wu Peak——
This king has a full heaven and a round earth pavilion. He is born with power and is indescribably noble. He wears a twelve-pin heavenly crown, wears the eight-desolate crown, and steps on the Liuhe Emperor boots. His eyes swallow all the worlds and he controls the world.
Astonishingly, he is the Emperor Demon Lord, one of the supreme beings of the demon clan!
The master of the Eight Great Demonic Arts, the "Supreme Emperor Demonic Arts"!
The biggest responsibility of the Jing Kingdom lies in the border areas. As the leader of Shesheng Mansion, one of the thirteen military mansions of the Jing Kingdom, Cao Yuxian is very aware of the terror of the Emperor Demon Lord.
Not to mention that he had been injured in the process of lifting Wang Ao to the top. Even at his peak state, he would not be able to withstand the attack of the Emperor Demon Lord.
Even if he reaches the pinnacle of martial arts at this moment, he still has no confidence to go against the Emperor Demon Lord.
How could a being like Emperor Demon Lord appear together with Lord Shura Shantan? How could he come to the world of martial arts even if he was not a martial arts practitioner?
The expression of Sun Ji Jinglu, the wealthy king, was even more solemn, because beside the Emperor Demon Lord, he saw a pair of eyes glowing with colorful light, as if they had dived out of the endless dark sea, giving the world a greedy gaze.
The prestigious and unjust emperor...longshou!
"The Mystery Realm has been sealed, and we have all shrunk into the sea. You are here to make trouble instead of licking your tail and licking your scars during your lifetime?!" Ji Jinglu asked in a deep voice.
The Yan Dao masters from the Shura Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Sea Clan came to this world at the same time and climbed the Martial Peak together. Although I don’t know how they bypassed all the insurmountable obstacles, the fact has already happened at this moment. Ji Jinglu needs to think about it.
, how to face it.
However, now that they are unable to achieve transcendence and martial arts has just opened up, in this world of martial arts that cannot be reached without martial arts, how can they withstand such an opponent? How can they stop Zhan Shou and the others' plans?
He cursed loudly, just to find a way to find a way to break through.
But Zhan Shou just looked at him quietly without saying a word. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Wang Ao.
Wu Xun held his hand in front of him, his eyes patrolling the martial peak. Finally, between the majesty and danger, behind the three tribes of Yandao, he saw the fourth statue——
It was a thin, seemingly impervious figure. It was faintly visible, but it was real.
At this moment, all questions seemed to have answers.
"'Deceiving the sky'... Qizhiben!" Wu Xun rubbed his teeth, deeply feeling the seriousness of the problem.
The Heavenly Demon Qi Zhiben has always been known as "Deceiving the Heaven". With his help, the four tribes developed Taoism, penetrated the barriers of the world, crossed the barriers of martial arts, and with the manifestation of "Warriors", they rose to the peak of martial arts in the world of martial arts.
, which is probably not impossible.
Although Wu Xun still couldn't figure out how to do it, the three words Qizhiben naturally equated to possibility.
Now they need to face this realized possibility——
Obviously, Wang Ao, who is about to achieve eternity in martial arts, is the target of these top experts from different races to join forces.
These top aliens came to deceive the heavens, and they wanted to prevent Wang Ao from transcending in the temporarily closed world of martial arts. They even wanted to erase Wang Ao's existence.
Preserve the way, and punish those who open the way.
