Pulse feeling is the cornerstone of practitioners and the most important foundation for practicing pulse skills.
If a cultivator cannot develop a sense of pulse, then all subsequent cultivation will be just talk on paper.
Under normal circumstances, the pulse sense that a beginner has just developed is generally very small. Only through long-term practice, the pulse sense will continue to grow and become larger, and finally reaches 10 centimeters in length, successfully entering the first level of pulse sense.
Realm and become a low-level disciple.
The size and length of the pulse determine the overall strength of the cultivator. The length determines the practitioner's realm level, and the size determines the quality of the pulse.
For a practitioner, the bigger and longer his pulse is, the stronger his overall strength is.
Therefore, cultivators on the mainland often attach great importance to the cultivation of not only the length of the pulse sense, but also the size of the pulse sense after they have just developed the sense of pulse.
After Liang Shaochong developed his sense of pulse, he was in a good mood. He left his residence, walked through the lobby and patio, and came to a practice site in Wushabao.
It was exactly noon at this time, and it was quiet in a huge practice field. Everyone was hiding to rest or enjoy the cool air.
As soon as Liang Shaochong stepped into the training ground, he immediately saw a bare-chested young man doing the horse stance on the training ground and practicing pulse skills hard.
This man was probably only about seventeen years old, with handsome appearance and bright eyes. There were two veins in his body the size of an adult's thumb, which were constantly tempering his lean body like a spiritual snake.
At this time, his skin had been reddened by the sun, and streaks of sweat were like raindrops, making the soil under his feet wet.
The young man didn't seem to care about the red-hot sun and the rolling heat waves. In line with the surging sense of earth veins in his body, he tirelessly punched and retracted his fists, repeating the monotonous punching movements of the Thunderbolt Fist.
"Who is this person? Why have I never seen it before? Hey, he actually has two pulses in his body the size of an adult's thumb." Liang Shaochong looked at it and was secretly surprised.
Pulse feeling is the most direct evidence to evaluate a practitioner's talent and potential.
Because the length of the pulse sense determines the cultivator’s realm level and determines whether the cultivator is a lower-level pulse disciple or an upper-level pulse disciple. The size of the pulse sense determines the quality of the pulse sense and also determines the grade of the cultivator.
sense of pulse.
According to the size of the pulse, the quality of the pulse can be divided into ordinary grade, yellow grade, mysterious grade, earth grade and heaven grade.
The pulse feeling of each variety can be divided into primary, intermediate, high-level and top-level pulse feeling according to the number.
Therefore, the best evidence to judge whether a cultivator is a genius is to look at the combination of the length, size and number of his inner pulses.
Under normal circumstances, what kind of pulse skill a practitioner practices will determine what kind of pulse feeling he will have. The young man in front of him is practicing a first-class ordinary pulse skill - Thunderbolt Fist, which determines the quality of his pulse feeling.
, can produce high-level mortal pulse sensations.
The high-level ordinary pulse sense means that a cultivator can only produce a maximum of three pulses the size of an adult's thumb.
And the person in front of me, at a young age, can produce two mortal pulses in his body. He can be regarded as a rare genius.
Liang Shaochong has been staying in Wusha Fort for half a year, and the people with the most pulses he has seen are the Lord of Wusha and him.
"Well! Each pulse is 30 centimeters long, which is a symbol of entering the third level of pulse. He is not much older than me, but he has become a peak lower-level pulse disciple so quickly." After seeing the situation clearly,
Liang Shaochong was also surprised.
The cultivation level of a lower-level pulse disciple is between the first level of pulse sense and the third level of pulse sense.
Among them, lower-level disciples at the first level of pulse sense have the lowest strength; while lower-level disciples at the third level of pulse sense have the highest strength.
The young man in front of him was obviously a martial arts fanatic. He was extremely focused and did not even look at Liang Shaochong. He punched out one after another, as if there was an sworn enemy standing in front of him...
With every punch, the air within one foot in front of me violently stirred up, making a thunderous roar. The violent wind condensed into two vague tiger shapes in front, sucking in all the air from all directions.
An overwhelming momentum burst out!
"This is a phenomenon about to produce pulse power. Depending on the situation, he will soon enter the fourth level of pulse sense!" Liang Shaochong was also speechless.
"Hey, Mr. Liang, you are here too!"
At this moment, a thirty-five-year-old young man hurriedly walked into the martial arts training ground. When he saw Liang Shaochong, he stopped and said hello with a smile.
"It turns out to be Brother Qingyun!" Liang Shaochong nodded politely and said hello.
The person who came was none other than Wu Shabao's senior brother, Wu Qingyun. He was a master who had reached the fifth level of pulse sense and enjoyed a very high status and prestige in Jingchu Town.
"Mr. Wu, who is this person? Why have you never seen it before?" Liang Shaochong asked.
"This is the youngest brother in my martial arts family. His name is Qingda. He practices in the back mountain on weekdays and rarely comes to the martial arts field to practice. I think Qingda took the initiative to come to the martial arts field to practice today. He must be doing it for Jingchu in three months.
What about the town’s potential selection competition?”
"The so-called potential selection competition is an examiner appointed by the county to come to our Jingchu town to select talents. Those with excellent results will have the opportunity to enter the county, receive further education, and receive generous prizes."
"Brother Qingyun, this brother Qingda is not very old, and the number of pulses in his body can reach two. With such an achievement, it is really amazing." Liang Shaochong said.
"Haha... Mr. Liang has good eyesight. Qingda is the pride of my Wu family. He is an amazing talent. He started at the age of twelve and has reached the third level of pulse sense in just five years!" Wu Qingyun was proud.
said.
"Entered at the age of twelve? Isn't he from your Wu family?" Liang Shaochong turned around and asked in confusion.
Wu Qingyun realized that he had made a mistake, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Qingda was not originally a disciple of my Wu family. His original name was Gao Yuanda. He was a son of a wealthy family in Jingchu Town. Five years ago, thirty people in his family, old and young, were murdered.
He was killed by an enemy. My father saw that he had great potential and asked him to marry into my family, become a member of the Wu family, and practice Thunderbolt Boxing for free."
"Qingda is indeed an amazing talent. He has been able to practice Thunderbolt Boxing to such a level in less than five years. In Jingchu Town, he seems to be the only one except the Master of the Martial Fortress. I don't know what Brother Qingyun has in his body.
How many strands does the pulse feel?" Liang Shaochong asked with a smile.
Wu Qingyun sighed and said: "Ashamed! Even now that I have practiced, I can only condense a pulse the size of a thumb in my body."
"By the way! Brother Qingyun, if the pulse that a beginner has just condensed is as big as an oval, what is this?" Liang Shaochong asked tentatively.
Wu Qingyun's expression immediately became weird: "What? The pulse you just condensed is as big as a goose egg. This is impossible! A person who practices ordinary pulse skills, the pulse he just condensed is only the size of a baby's
A person’s little finger is as big as a person’s, and after a long period of continuous practice, it is possible to condense a pulse feeling as big as an adult’s thumb.”
Speaking of this, Wu Qingyun seemed to have thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "However, I heard that if you practice the legendary Xuan-level or Earth-level pulse skills, when you first start practicing, you may have the opportunity to condense them into the shape of a goose egg.
Big and small pulses. These people are all evil geniuses, which are beyond our imagination."
Liang Shaochong nodded and said: "So that's it!" Of course he would not tell Wu Qingyun his true situation. Even if Wu Qingyun knew it, he probably wouldn't believe Liang Shaochong's words.
"The length of pulse sense determines a person's level, while the number of pulse senses determines the quality of pulse power. Now as long as Qingda reaches the fourth level of pulse sense, he can produce high-level mortal pulse power. He can produce it at the age of eighteen
In the past, the generation of intermediate-level ordinary pulse power was rare in Meixing County in the past fifty years, and the future is limitless." Wu Qingyun said proudly...
Pulse power means that after a cultivator reaches the fourth level of pulse sense, a mysterious and terrifying power is generated within the pulse sense.
Pulse power is closely related to the pulse sensation in the practitioner's body.
Similarly, pulse strength, like pulse sense, can also be divided into five grades according to quality. From low to high, they are ordinary grade, yellow grade, mysterious grade, earth grade, and heaven grade.
The pulse power of each level can be divided into four categories: initial level, middle level, high level, and top level according to the purity of the power.
At the same level, the higher the quality of a cultivator's pulse force, the more powerful he is.
According to legend, cultivators with Xuanpin pulse power or above can leapfrog and kill cultivators with mortal or Huangpin pulse power that are several levels higher than themselves.
In Zihuan Continent, although there are tens of thousands of practitioners, most of them practice ordinary-level pulse skills, which can only condense the sense of ordinary-level pulses and produce the power of ordinary-level pulses.
Only a few geniuses can practice high-level pulse skills and possess pulse power of extraordinary quality.
In Jingchu Town, even the leaders of the three major forces, such as Wu Baihan and other masters who have reached the sixth level of pulse sense, only have mid-level mortal pulse power.
"I have just developed my pulse sense, which is as big as a goose egg. If I can enter the fourth level of pulse sense, what kind of quality of pulse power will I produce?"
Liang Shaochong was looking forward to it, and then asked: "Brother Qingyun, can you introduce to me the pulse sensation phenomenon that occurs after practicing high-level pulse skills?"
Wu Qingyun thought for a while and then said: "It is said that practicing the Huang-level pulse skill can condense the Huangpin pulse feeling as big as an egg; practicing the Xuan-level pulse skill can condense the Xuanpin pulse feeling as big as a goose egg.
.Practice the earth-level pulse skill, and you can condense the earth-level pulse feeling the size of an adult's fist; even the heaven-level pulse skill, until now, no one has seen it, and no one knows what kind of pulse feeling it can condense.
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"So, Mr. Liang, you just said that a beginner who has just started practicing can condense a pulse the size of an oval. This is incredible."
When Liang Shaochong heard this, he was also frightened: "I have not practiced any Xuan-level pulse skills at all, and I have just condensed the pulse sense, and I already have the Xuan-level pulse sense. If I continue to practice like this, I will
Isn’t it going to become a ground pulse sensation?”
At this time, Wu Qingyun was introduced: "In our entire Yuluo Dynasty, in the past fifty years, there have been only two people who can cultivate Xuanpin Pulse Sense, and one of them is Miss Jiangshuang. It is said that,
When Miss Jiangshuang is a low-level pulse warrior, she can defeat a mid-level pulse warrior."
Liang Shaochong was extremely interested when he heard this, and asked again: "It turns out that Miss Jiangshuang is a rare genius. Brother Qingyun, I wonder if anyone in our Yuluo Dynasty has condensed the pulse sense as big as an adult's fist.
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Wu Qingyun shook his head and said: "No! However, a hundred years ago, in the Jiazhou Empire, the territory of our Yuluo Dynasty, there once appeared a strong man who had condensed the sense of earthly pulse. His name was Li Yujie.
It is said that he is almost invincible among the same level, and when he was still a pulse master, he could challenge the pulse master by several levels. He is definitely an evil genius. But later, I heard that he had been defeated by one of the eight major sects of the pulse.
Yi's Tianmai sect accepted him as an inner disciple. I don't know what kind of terrifying state he has reached now."
Wu Qingyun introduced it vividly, but Liang Shaochong felt relaxed and happy.