Chapter 9 Golden Muscle Silver Bone Chalcedony Method
The guard of the Wutang arsenal was a bad old man over eighty years old, and when he saw the little fat dun coming, he immediately nodded and laughed: "Pang Gongzi, how can you have time to come to the arsenal to have a look!"
Pang Huan put on the momentum of a candidate disciple of the main hall at this time, and waved his big hand: "Stinky old man, don't talk nonsense with me, bring me all the top martial arts in the arsenal, and I'll break your leg if there's one less!"
Ding Feng looked at the little chubby with a shy belly, but in fact, he didn't have any momentum at all, but looked like a naughty boy who was sprinkled with skin: "Haha, little fat, don't embarrass this old man, I'll see for myself, this martial art is not the stronger the better, but the more suitable for yourself, the better, do you understand?"
As soon as the old man of the arsenal heard Ding Feng's words, his originally embarrassed expression immediately smiled, no matter who you are, you just violated the rules of the torture hall, even if you are the helmsman, you will be punished, he is just a small person, and he is old, he can't withstand a few whips, and he is about to finish the game: "Yes Ji! Yes Ji! Xiaoyou is right! The right one is the best!"
Pang Huan seemed to nod thoughtfully, Ding Feng knew that he didn't care in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything, he was young and vigorous, of course, he would choose something strong to bless his body, in order to be outstanding among his peers, but this hundred years of the New Year, it is just a handful of loess, what is the point?
Ding Feng immediately sighed lightly, walked into the inner hall of the arsenal, and found the book, Pang Huan was not allowed to enter because of the rules, and only felt that the sigh of his second brother Ding was meaningful, as if he was alerting himself to something, but he couldn't open his mind and couldn't think of anything. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The latest chapter of Infohéiyā Pÿgê has been updated
The old man of the arsenal was surprised to see that Pang Huan, the little demon king of the martial arts hall, would have such respect for a person, and stepped forward: "Pang Gongzi, who is that person? Could it be a disciple of the main hall?" But after thinking about it, the last time this Pang Huan came to the arsenal, he had a dispute with the disciple of the main hall, and if he caught him, he would be beaten violently, without giving the main hall any face, who was that person? Could it be that the helmsman was the personal legend of the helmsman?
Pang Huan saw the old man of the arsenal mention his second brother, and said proudly: "I'll give you a long look today, that's my second brother, Ding Bu'er, and I will be my martial arts disciple in the future, you can help out, otherwise you won't be able to see the moon tonight if I beat you, do you know?"
"Of course, since he is the second brother of Pang Huangongzi, how can I treat him badly!"
The laughter of the two of them came to Ding Feng's ears again: "Pang Xiaozi is a rare kind-hearted person, although I can't teach him the secret techniques of Taoism, but I can also use spiritual energy to help him consolidate his physical body and strengthen his spiritual sense, what situation he can go to in the future, it depends on himself, and I can also break this cause, alas." ”
Ding Feng did not have the teachings of the Nine Extremes True People, so he had to rely on his own cultivation, and in his cultivation, he still adhered to the principle of consolidating the foundation and accumulating steadily. These eight big characters, the realm is not the only one, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, this foundation is solid, only then can the nine-floor pavilion of the Dao Gate be able to stand in the sky, otherwise it is just like the old road, to the eighth layer, robbery, it will fall into the catastrophe, and the catastrophe will not be recovered, so you can only start over.
"There are thousands of martial arts methods, in addition to light skills, internal strength, specializing in the body of martial arts is also a lot, I have to look for it, although I have the aura of the body, but the essence of the hardware described in the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra is extremely sharp, the body is difficult to store, the slightest carelessness will hurt the body, you must know that before the achievement of the original god, hurting the body is hurting the foundation, for a swordsmanship, it is not worth it, I think carefully about three points, carefully select. ”
The Nine Extremes Old Dao told Ding Feng to find a Buddhist scripture to see, and if he could break through the mystery, he would be able to generate his own magical powers, Ding Feng's thinking was that it was best to get a physical supernatural power, and with the sword method of the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra, there would be one more means to kill the enemy, and sword cultivation has always been Ding Feng's dream.
"Although the Buddhist scriptures are easy to find, with my qualifications, it may not be difficult to cultivate the supernatural powers in them, but I heard the old Taoist priest say that it will take at least seventeen or eighteen years to get a supernatural power, which is not bad, some bald donkeys can not cultivate a supernatural power in a lifetime, and the Dharma is not all returned to the West!"
There is another reason why Ding Feng does not practice Buddhism, this Buddhism has three kinds of supreme powers, thirty-six major powers, seventy-two small powers, a total of one hundred and eleven Buddhist powers, which one can be realized from the Buddhist scriptures is all by luck, although Ding Feng feels that he is very lucky, but he may not be able to realize the Buddha's physical powers.
"It's still worth martial arts to be down-to-earth, Buddhism is ethereal, or wait for me to cultivate to a high level and then think of a way, for the sake of today, or see what classics are in the arsenal that specialize in cultivating the body." ”
Ding Feng glanced at ten lines, the dazzling books on the bookshelf suddenly came into view, these martial arts just by name, Ding Feng can not see the superiority, some of the names are extremely loud, but the gold is ruined outside, it is useless, some of the names are clumsy, the content is real, it can be used, Ding Feng has an excellent memory, and after a while, he put the basic useful book in his mind.
"The "King Kong Body" has the shadow of Buddhism, I can learn from one or two, but after all, it is not as good as this one!" Ding Feng was quite excited between his words, and he held a classic book in each of his hands, one was the "King Kong Body", and this "Golden Muscle Silver Bone Chalcedony Method", both of which are supernatural powers that specialize in cultivating the physical body, but this "Golden Muscle Silver Bone Chalcedony Method" is more than a step higher than it, it can be cultivated to the innate and to the top of the martial arts, Ding Feng doesn't know why such a precious martial arts book is hidden in a corner of the arsenal.
Turning over the content, the Golden Muscle Silver Bone Chalcedony Method is divided into three layers, refining the body, casting bones, changing the marrow, and practicing to change the marrow is the innate level, but it consumes a lot of martial arts true qi and time, starting from the muscles, this pain and time consumption is unimaginable.
Because of this martial arts true qi, most of the temperament bursts, so against the enemy, the true qi into the opponent's body, can make it miserable, such as falling into hell, the temperament is too gentle true qi is not good at the enemy, which one of the people in this martial arts is not licking blood on the knife edge to live? Naturally, you can't cultivate this kind of gentle true qi, so it is too painful to practice with true qi, so that no one can cultivate, only the author of this book has cultivated this last layer, and the rest of the people are all stuck at the level of refining the body.
Ding Feng's vision is naturally broader than that of ordinary people, and he understands the mystery at a glance: "Coincidental, coincidental, this is the luck in the mouth of the old Taoist, I practice my body with the aura of the heavens, this aura is not only gentle, but also vigorous blood, consolidating the mortal fetus, it is simply killing three birds with one stone! It will not be as painful as the true qi of martial arts, it will take some time, this is not tight, the most important thing is that this Flying Immortal Sword Sutra has a door!"