Wen Yiming asked tentatively, "Has this God-given God of War succeeded in his research?"

The drunken man didn't know what Wen Yiming was thinking at this time, shook his head and sighed: "How can it be so easy." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It is said that at that time, this senior was almost alive, and the study notes on the meridians were not yet one-third, but he still put forward the idea of the eight veins of the Qi meridians, and said that there was also a kind of thing called 'acupuncture points' densely scattered around the body, and the number was more than hundred..."

After the drunken man's narration, Wen Yiming also admired the god-given god of war, which was equivalent to the ancient sages of China! His ideas and inferences were already very close to the meridian acupoint theory, although he did not go further, if he could be given enough time, he would not be able to achieve anything.

Wen Yiming knew that even if there was a meridian acupoint theory in the Tianci Continent, it would not be comparable to the memories he brought, and the cultural heritage of thousands of years in China was really not covered!

The question was solved, Wen Yiming was in a good mood, so he asked curiously: "Senior, how vast the heaven-sent continent is, and there are even more martial arts cultivators, why can't there be a heaven-sent god of war in five hundred years." ”

The drunken man said angrily: "Do you think that the God-given God of War is a roadside stall? What's more, the old man is talking about the south, not the entire God-given Continent." Cultivating martial arts, in addition to sufficient talent, requires more will and perseverance; and the more you cultivate to the later stage, the more difficult it becomes; especially the big hurdle from the martial general to the martial sect, which has blocked the progress of countless martial arts cultivators, among which there are many talented martial arts wizards; after breaking through to the martial sect, it can be said that it is difficult, and it takes several years or even decades to improve the cultivation of the first level. ”

The drunken man glanced at Wen Yiming, who listened with relish, and continued: "Actually, the most critical step is to break through to the heaven-given name after the Martial Saint. ”

"What does it mean?" Wen Yiming is like a primary school student, and he has truly reached the ---frog at the bottom of the well, and the eggs don't understand!"

"In the middle of the four major regions of the Heavenly Continent, there is a scorched earth that no one has set foot in. At its edge, there is a Heavenly Gift Pagoda that reaches into the sky; the Heavenly Gift Pagoda is a natural generation, and it has stood here since the existence of the Heavenly Gift Continent; no one knows how many layers the Heavenly Gift Pagoda has, because from the second layer, it can only be entered by martial cultivators in the Martial Saint Period. The Tianci Hall at the bottom can be entered and exited at will, and there are five stone tablets inside, all of which are Tianci tablets that record from the Great Martial Arts to the Martial Saint. However, only the tallest Martial Saint Tianci Tablet in the middle is naturally generated, and the others are all artificially imitated later. ”

"After reaching the Martial Saint, you need to enter the Heavenly Gift Tower for training, and once the trial is completed, the name of the practitioner will appear on the Martial Saint Heavenly Gift Tablet, as well as the Heavenly Gift Name descended from the Heavenly Gift Tower. After obtaining the Heaven-Sent Name, it is equivalent to obtaining the qualification pass to the Heaven-Sent God of War. When you break through to the God of War, your name and title will appear directly on the wall at the front of the main hall, and the sound of the evening drum and morning bell will be heard. ”

"If you can't even pass the trial of the Heavenly Gift Tower, if you want to break through to the Heavenly God of War, you won't have a success rate at all. Because the name of the god-given god of war was given by the heaven-given tablet, if there is no bestowed name, it is equivalent to blocking the cultivation channel of the ninth realm, what do you say should be used to break through?"

"As for the names of the bestows displayed on the Heavenly Tablet, they are all related to those who have succeeded in the trial. For example, 500 years ago, that predecessor was the god of war of the mad dragon, and his bestowed name was 'mad dragon', and his famous stunt was the 'mad dragon spear technique'! In the past, there was a famous god of war who was like a murderer, and he was given the title of 'killing'!"

Wen Yiming was fascinated when he heard this, a God-given name! This is not a nickname given by people in the rivers and lakes, let alone a title that he arranged casually.

This is a name given by God!

It turns out that the name of the Tianci Continent was obtained in this way, Wen Yiming said secretly.

Wen Yiming's interest was high, and he asked with a thirst for knowledge: "In addition to being an honor, is there any other benefit to this god-given name?"

The drunken man nodded and said: "Of course, there are many benefits, as for what benefits, the old man doesn't know, after all, the level of martial arts cultivation in the south is too low, and he rarely comes into contact with this kind of high-end level problems, so there is little mention in the records." ”

Wen Yiming didn't understand why he was in the same Heavenly Continent, and the martial arts cultivation level in the south was the lowest? He couldn't help but ask: "Why is the south so bad? Don't tell me why the quality of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is not good, I won't believe it." ”

The drunken man glanced at the self-righteous Wen Yiming, "Didn't you say last time, five hundred years ago, the twin cities experienced a crisis of annihilation. At that time, more than ninety percent of the sects in the south were hit to varying degrees, especially a few super factions. Hmph, how can the Twin Cities be so easy to get along, do you know who the Dragon God of War is?"

Wen Yiming opened his mouth wide, and vaguely guessed what the arrogance of the drunken man was after snorting coldly.

Sure enough, the drunken man continued: "The Wild Dragon God of War was the Supreme Patriarch of the Twin Cities at that time!"

I'll go---!

Wen Yiming knew that he had thought of it, but he was still a little unbelievable.

He couldn't imagine how powerful the God-given God of War was. But judging from the deeds of Situ Qianjian who entered Qingyun Castle alone and finally needed several major sects to surround him to kill him, the God-given God of War is two whole realms higher, and its destructive power can only be understood!

Wen Yiming finally understood that that the bloody battle of thousands of miles of corpses should be the real reason for the great drop in the level of martial arts cultivation in the south.

The drunken man took a sip of wine, glanced at Wen Yiming, and said, "Okay boy, you are still an honest cultivator, and that level is not something you can hope for now." What are your plans for the next three years? Don't forget that you said you wanted to contribute to the Twin Cities!"

Wen Yiming took a deep breath and said: "I have just activated my spiritual sense, and I can't be seriously injured in three months; I am currently planning to use these three months to break through to the martial artist stage, and then I decided to go to the hunting hall to receive the bounty task and go out to practice; ”

"Hmm!" the drunken man lowered his head thoughtfully, his fingers tapping lightly on the gourd, "Boy, if you don't mind, show your kung fu to the old man." ”

Wen Yiming was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the drunken man was pointing, and for a while, he was quite grateful.

Although it is not clear how the drunken man's cultivation is, just by his big gourd domineering liquor that can improve his cultivation, he can know that this old man's cultivation will never be low. Wen Yiming didn't make any cowardly gestures, got up and walked to the open space and hugged the drunken man with a punch.

At this time, Wen Yiming opened the boxing frame of refining Tai Chi and instantly entered a state of focused cultivation. After comprehending the gun intent of 'who else is there to be me', Wen Yiming felt that there always seemed to be a hidden fighting intent in his body, especially after cultivating the selfless mind method. Although the cultivation had only been half an hour, that fighting intent was obviously a little surfacing as if it had surfaced.

Although there are only eighteen styles of refining Tai Chi, the extremely hidden aftermath moves are extremely complicated, so the requirements for cultivation are extremely high, and if you do not have an extremely profound study of Tai Chi, you will not be able to perfectly play this set of Refined Tai Chi.

Tai Chi is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, hiding the extremely strong Tai Chi five hammers, while such as the tail of the bird, the bright wings of the white crane, etc., are extremely soft.

In less than a minute, Wen Yiming had completely entered the state of cultivation. When a move and block hammer was mixed with dozens of afterthoughts, the faint battle intent in the body was instantly stimulated by the fierceness of the move and block hammer.

The drunken man's eyes froze, revealing a hint of surprise. I secretly sighed, so quickly stimulated the hidden battle intent of the artistic conception, it was only less than a day!

Wen Yiming felt the exuded fighting spirit, faintly connected with the artistic conception of 'who else is me', confined the pores under great joy, and even more selfless urging, striving to achieve the best state with one move and one style.

As soon as two minutes passed, Wen Yiming was completely immersed in cultivation, and he had long forgotten the drunken man not far away.

Three minutes later, I was thoughtless, and only a vague shadow of a gun remained in my mind.

After a trip to refine Tai Chi and cultivate, it was about to end, Wen Yiming felt that the battle intent in his body was surging a little, and he couldn't calm it down at all.

Wen Yiming wanted to suppress that fighting intent, but it backfired, not only was the fighting intent even more uncontrollable, but his body was even a little churning and uncomfortable, as if he had not been released for many years of suppression. At this moment, the vague shadow of the gun in the brain gradually became clear. Wen Yiming knew very well that this was a 'who else should I be' gun, and it was intended to be moved.

But he couldn't grasp that feeling at all, after all, the time to comprehend the gun intent of 'who else should I be' was too short.

At this time, his internal strength was surging, his true qi was surging, and he rushed left and right with that fighting spirit in his body, as if he wanted to find a vent and burst out!

Wen Yiming had already finished refining Tai Chi, but he couldn't help but stride and sit on the horse, his arms were like a spear, and his right hand was in the shape of a Wing Chun mark, trembling slightly, condensing but not hairing.

Wen Yiming's surface is extremely calm at the moment, except for the fact that his body trembles a little, there is nothing abnormal, but his body is as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, the artistic conception of the gun intent cannot be captured, and the battle intent cannot be vented, and he has almost entered the battle between the heavens and men of the mind and the body.

At this moment, the drunken man stood up, and the expression of relief and admiration had long since disappeared, replaced by a dignified and terrifying face.

How so?

The drunken man is in turmoil...

He could see at a glance that Wen Yiming's situation at this time was extremely dangerous.

Failure to grasp the artistic conception often leads to the cultivator falling into obsession, and going deep into the artistic conception and unable to extricate himself, until he grasps the artistic conception before he can regain clarity. However, the hidden battle intent in Wen Yiming's body was invisibly stimulated, and if he couldn't find an outlet, it would eventually cause the meridians to be unable to withstand the pressure and shatter. And the key to that vent is to grasp the true meaning of the artistic conception, otherwise it will not be able to break out of this dilemma.

The reason why the drunken man is so anxious is that although he is aware of this situation, he cannot guide and help, and the comprehension of artistic conception is completely dependent on the individual, and no one can help him.

The drunken man even held his breath, for fear that making a fixed-point sound would affect Wen Yiming's comprehension.

The artistic conception is difficult to understand like water, and the fighting spirit is majestic like fire!

The water and fire are not enough, and the danger is incomparable!

The drunken man stared at Wen Yiming's movements with his eyes, and his mood that had not been turbulent for many years was extremely nervous.

Boy, hold on to Lao Tzu!

You still have ten chickens to call the old man!