Ye Zhiqiu excitedly returned to his room with his martial arts, he was already a little impatient.

Turning over the dusty "Lingbo Palm", eight quaint big characters come into view--- Xuanqi retrograde, crossing three can be achieved. Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flashed with a trace of excitement that could not be concealed, this is actually a book of cross-three martial arts!

At this moment, "Limbo Palm" was so heavy in his hands. Slowly turning the next page, he finally knew why almost no one practiced this martial art.

Just looking at the mantra of martial arts is very complicated, not to mention the way the Xuan Qi operates.

Even if it is the transformation of the spirit or even the Xuan in the process of retrograde Xuan Qi, it is difficult to bear the pain of this life is worse than death, let alone a small Qi cultivation realm. He finally grasped the meaning of "the introduction of the soul and the passage into the soul".

But what kind of person is Ye Zhiqiu, in his previous life, he was indomitable and persistent, and he would never back down from what he believed.

Even if he is practicing Qi Realm, he must master this martial art. He tried his best to operate the Xuan Qi according to the way it was recorded in the martial arts.

As soon as it ran for more than ten weeks, there was a burst of blood rolling. The Xuan Qi in his body was like a wild horse that had escaped from the leashes, and there was a mess in his body.

His whole body was filled with extreme pain, Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth, he knew that giving up was just his extravagant hope, in this life, he had no reason to give up, and he was not qualified to give up, so he could only break the kettle and fight hard.

The sweat at this moment was so cheap, the huge pressure seemed to crush him, and the muscles in his whole body seemed to be trembling, but Ye Zhiqiu still insisted.

The hard work paid off, and after Ye Zhiqiu went back and forth more than ten times, he was finally able to run retrograde for sixty-eight weeks.

To his surprise, he seemed to be able to continue to spin around. He knew, he broke through.

The cycle begins at the time of seventy-two weeks. The Xuan Qi around the body evolves from yellow to purple.

This also symbolized that Ye Zhiqiu had successfully stepped into the seventh-order purple gold qi cultivation realm. has the potential to be crowned king.

"It's not enough. Ye Zhiqiu didn't have a trace of pride. The Young King may not be seen very often in Qingfeng Town or even in the Falling Moon Dynasty, but he knows it. There's a wider sky out there.

There, perhaps, the king is like an ant. What's more, he is not yet crowned king.

Ye Zhiqiu was not immersed in the joy of advancement, he continued to cultivate "Ling Bo Palm". The solid purple gold Xuan Qi spread all over Ye Zhiqiu's body. Under the wrapping of purple gold and mysterious qi, Ye Zhiqiu's figure looked very ghostly.

He closed his eyes and carefully comprehended the mantra, and gradually, the purple gold Xuan Qi condensed in Ye Zhiqiu's palm.

The surging Xuan Qi seemed to break free from Ye Zhiqiu's left hand, and the purple-gold Xuan Qi seemed to contain explosive energy, making Ye Zhiqiu's left hand tremble slightly.

"It's really overbearing. Ye Zhiqiu groaned. He continued to condense the purple gold Xuan Qi in the palm of his left hand, and constantly poured Xuan Qi into the palm of his hand. Ye Zhiqiu's arm was already numb, and the crystal sweat dripped through his clothes.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Zhiqiu's face was hideous, and he seemed to be unable to grasp the mysterious qi in his palm.

"Give me a crackdown. Ye Zhiqiu let out a low roar, and the violent Xuan Qi became very honest at this moment.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't beat out the purple Xuan Qi in his palm, because he knew that this majestic power could even destroy the entire Sanshao Mansion.

"It's a 'Xuan Qi retrograde, crossing three can be achieved', if it weren't for the harsh cultivation conditions, I'm afraid this is really a martial art across three", Ye Zhiqiu estimated that "with his current Xuan Qi, he can barely hit Ling Bo Palm twice." ”

He gradually slowed down his grip on the purple aura in his heart, allowing it to continue to pass from his palm to his body.

Ye Zhiqiu was very cautious, because if he was not careful, this explosive energy would gush out, catching him off guard. The so-called "easy to make a move, difficult to receive", this is the truth.

Ye Zhiqiu calmed down his own Xuan Qi, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and finally completed his cultivation.

His eyes were looking out the window, without the slightest sense of superiority. Ye Zhiqiu fell into deep thought, it was so difficult to cultivate a martial art alone, and the road ahead was afraid that it would be difficult to move an inch.