""Eight Desolations of Purgatory", is this set of martial arts skills very powerful? How does it compare to my "Tiger Breaks the Barbarian Ox"?" Su Hong couldn't help but ask.
"fool."
Yu Ningxuan rolled his eyes, and then said, "These two kinds of martial arts are not at the same level, okay? In this world, martial arts are divided into four levels, heaven, earth, black, and yellow."
"Your "Tiger Breaks the Barbarian Bull" is only an excellent yellow level. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already very powerful. But don't forget that your current strength is enough to start a sect among ordinary people and become a martial artist.
But these are just those people who sit in a well and look at the sky. This "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" belongs to the Xuan-level martial arts and Xuan Gong. If you practice it, your strength will definitely rise to another level."
"What kind of martial arts and mystical skills does Marquis Jingwu's "Fist of Creation" belong to?" After Yu Ningxuan said this, Su Hong couldn't help but ask.
"The Divine Fist of Creation, I can't say. I don't know what kind of adventure Marquis Jingwu got. He actually had the opportunity to obtain the Divine Fist of Creation. The leader once said that in today's world, the first thing is fate, and the second thing is fate.
Creation, and this "Fist of Creation" is a heaven-level skill, but it may exceed the heaven level, because fate and creation are very difficult to say, and the strength of Marquis Jingwu is very powerful."
When Yu Ningxuan spoke, his face was very solemn.
"Well, you don't have to think so much. No matter what his thoughts are, I, Su Hong, will one day surpass him. Let me first see how this Xuan-level skill is different from the Huang-level skill.
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While Su Hong was speaking, he opened the book "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" and glanced through it one by one.
Based on his experience of reading hundreds of books, he has already acquired the ability of photographic memory. What's more, his soul is extremely powerful. He can record an event very clearly with a thought. As soon as he turns over the page, he immediately writes it down.
All contents are kept in mind.
From a curious attitude at the beginning, to a serious expression at the end.
Su Hong now feels as if he is in a boundless sea of knowledge. He has suddenly fallen into the world of books and is addicted to them. The curiosity of a scholar is to ask if you don't understand, and read if you don't understand.
He opened page after page, almost ten of them, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a look of thought on his face, and then he said to himself, "This "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" is indeed extraordinary, and "Tiger Breaks the Barbarian Bull"
In comparison, it is not at the same level at all. I used to really sit in a well and look at the sky, treating waste as treasure."
Su Hong sighed, knowing that his previous knowledge was too shallow. It was like he was just a primary school student before, but now he is rich in himself. He is a middle school student and knows more things.
"The eight wastelands of purgatory, purgatory, this so-called purgatory, is very domineering, as if it is going to burn hell, and these eight wastelands are also very amazing, and I don't know who the person who created this set of exercises was.
The Eight Wastelands refers to the east, west, south, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, northwest, and eight directions, which are also the Eight Wastelands. The whole set of exercises is to burn all hell!"
Su Hong thought about the names of the exercises one by one, and felt that they were very profound, as if someone had carved the words into his mind with a drill and could not forget them.
"This "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" is similar to "The Tiger Breaks the Barbarian Bull", it has four realms, but these four realms are transcendent and extraordinary."
"The first level, the fire of cracking the earth."
"The second level is a fire burning a prairie fire."
"The third floor is burning with fire from the sky."
"The fourth floor, the thunder of purgatory."
Su Hong closed the book and closed his eyes. Although he understood the first level of Purgatory, he still spent some time thinking about it...
"This earth-splitting fire is said to be able to emit flames from the human body? How is this possible? People are always human. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot emit flames out of thin air. If this can be done, then he is an immortal.
, rather than a human being.”
"No, if this technique is fake, it is impossible for him to keep it in his body for so long. Wait, let me think about it carefully..." Su Hong frowned, and after a while, he suddenly slapped his forehead.
, suddenly enlightened.
"I understand, I understand, this so-called hell fire does not mean that people can make fire, but that the air contains five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements. When you cast hell fire, the air contains
The fire elements will automatically condense to provide me with power. The power of the Xuan-level technique may be that it borrows the energy between heaven and earth."
"The layers one after another are actually the power of controlling the elements in the air. The stronger the control ability, the more powerful the power exerted. But what I find strange is that this fourth element in "Purgatory Eight Desolations"
What is going on in this layer, the thunder of purgatory, why the power of thunder is produced in this flame, it is really surprising and strange, but how can this be displayed..."
Su Hong felt dizzy all of a sudden, because although he had read "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" in its entirety, it was very difficult to understand it.
It's like a container. If you put the liquid in slowly, nothing will happen. But if you put too much liquid in at once, it may overflow, and the loss may even outweigh the gain.
Su Hong shook his head and didn't think about this problem for the time being.
"I won't think about the fourth level of "Eight Desolations of Purgatory" for now. After I finish practicing the first three levels, maybe I will understand it myself."
Su Hong comforted himself.
After putting away "Eight Desolations of Purgatory", Su Hong's eyes immediately fell on Yu Ningxuan and Jin Xi'er. At this sight, he couldn't help but be startled.
"Jin Xi'er, what are you doing?"
"Hehe, big brother, this eagle meat is a good thing. Do you want to take a few bites? Well, this eagle is not an ordinary eagle, but a descendant of the Phoenix God King. His flesh and blood can help me consolidate my air control realm.
, it is also able to condense all my muscles, veins, qi and blood. Big brother, if you want, I will leave some for you..."
Su Hong shook his head, "No need."
When it comes to improving one's strength, it's best to do it yourself, one step at a time. If you try to take advantage of others, it won't be of any benefit to your future improvement. He is not Jin Xi'er, a man and a monster. His living habits and even his cultivation habits may be different.
"I-then I'll eat it myself."
"Yes." Su Hong nodded, but soon, he noticed that Zai Yu Ningxuan's expression changed.