Jiang Jinghuan was stunned for a moment, but then smiled and said, "What, are you afraid?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of hurting you." Ying Dao shook his head and said.

"Stinky boy, just by virtue of your current cultivation of the eighth level of the Xuantian Realm?" Jiang Jinghuan suddenly laughed angrily, and instantly pinched out a supernatural fingerprint in his right hand, and locked it towards Ying Dao.

Ying Dao was not in a hurry, watching Jiang Jinghuan exert his magical powers, two white rays flashed in his eyes, and a wave of righteousness rippled between his fingers, and he also pointed out a finger!

"Bang!"

A subtle collision sounded, and Jiang Jinghuan's body was instantly shocked and flew out, slamming into the wall.

However, Ying Dao stood in place intact, and said to Jiang Jinghuan calmly: "The realm does not determine a person's true combat power, just like me now, I can defeat the first level of cultivation in your Divine Power Realm with the eighth level of cultivation in the Xuantian Realm." ”

"Hiss......"

Jiang Jinghuan gasped, rubbed her sore shoulder, and scolded: "Stinky boy, do you want to find death?" Believe it or not, let my brother beat you? ”

Hearing this, Ying Dao was not threatened at all, and said: "What I used just now is the "Haoran Bible", this wisp of Haoran righteousness can be cultivated by every Confucian disciple, and it can be used freely, but the power depends on the power of the heart. ”

"The power of the heart?" Jiang Jinghuan heard Ying Dao's words and asked, "The power of the heart, do you mean the power of the state of mind?" ”

"No, the state of mind is whether a person's heart is firm and firm, and those who are in a complete state of mind can face all great temptations without being surprised, and in Confucianism, the power of the heart refers to a person's spiritual strength." Ying Dao explained: "The finger I used just now is a finger when you look at it, but it is a martial arts scripture in the Haoran Bible, which can defeat the enemy invisibly. ”

"Psychic power?!" Jiang Jinghuan walked in front of Ying Dao, looked at Ying Dao with a smile, as if the pain in his body had disappeared, and said, "Boy, Sister Jing Huan is not bad for you, why don't you pass on this spiritual power to me and make me stronger?" ”

"What spiritual power can't be taught, you can only rely on your own perception to understand, maybe your spiritual power is not Haoran righteousness at all, but other qi, such as the battle qi on the battlefield, the murderous qi on the battlefield, the demonic qi of the demon race, the Buddha qi of Buddhism, and the aura of heaven and earth, etc...... These are just the energies of the three thousand universes and the great worlds. ”

Ying Dao said: "And the Confucian righteousness is to reflect a person's self-cultivation, and at the same time of self-cultivation, it is the best time to perceive spiritual strength, so in these five months, I have been cultivating the power of my heart." ”

After a pause, Ying Dao looked at Jiang Jinghuan and said with a smile: "Sister Jinghuan, how do you think a person's physical body is enhanced?" ”

"Naturally, it is the power that emanates from the Dan Palace, and in every cultivation, it has refined its own physique, and its physical strength has been greatly enhanced." Jiang Jinghuan said, stretched out his hand and pinched Ying Dao's face, and then asked in amazement: "How did your physical strength reach the first level of the Divine Power Realm?!" ”

A person's physical strength is to reflect the strength of the physical body, and the physical body is enhanced with the enhancement of cultivation, but Ying Dao now has the eighth level of cultivation in the Xuan Body Realm, but he has the first level of physical strength in the Divine Ability Realm, which is really too strange.

For example, the current No. 1 powerhouse in the Divine Power Realm may not be able to injure Ying Dao.

"How many pounds of power do you have to punch now?" Jiang Jinghuan looked at Ying Dao and hurriedly asked.

"Two hundred thousand catties." Ying Dao said.

It is true that a martial artist in the Xuantian Realm can have a strength of 10,000 jin every time he breaks through, but this 10,000 jin of strength is just his own physical strength, and the strength of a punch changes with the strength of the cultivation of the martial arts.

For example, Ying Dao is the eighth martial artist of the Xuantian Realm, and he has a strength of 80,000 catties, and if he uses the "Diamond Sutra" to blast out a vajra fist, he will definitely be able to hit a power of more than 80,000 catties.

"200,000 jin ......" Jiang Jinghuan stayed in place, when she was in the eighth weight of the Xuantian Realm, she only played 130,000 jin of strength at most, but Ying Dao reached 200,000 jin?

"This was just two months ago when the old gentleman helped me test it, and at that time I didn't use any martial arts power, and I was completely instinctive to throw an ordinary punch." Ying Dao said lightly.

Jiang Jinghuan's cheeks were already frozen there, and she couldn't understand that she could gain such terrifying power after cultivating in the Confucian Holy Village for five months.

Although this kind of power is not an improvement in cultivation, it is still substantial.

"You've been in the eighth layer of the Xuanqi Realm for a few months now?" Jiang Jinghuan asked in a low voice.

"It's been four months." Ying Dao said.

"Boom!"

Five thunders hit the top!

Four months ago, Jiang Jinghuan was the ninth level of the Xuantian Realm, that is to say, Ying Dao may have surpassed her at that time.

"Don't be so perverted." Jiang Jinghuan smiled bitterly: "The Confucian Holy Village is really comparable to the four great spiritual academies, and practicing there can actually obtain such terrifying strength and potential. ”

"Each has its own opportunities." Ying Dao's face changed without shock, and said: "Four months ago, I just broke through to the eighth level of the Xuantian Realm, and at that time I was able to hit the power of 100,000 catties, and it was only in these four months that I was able to perceive the spiritual power, although the spiritual power is very thin, but it is enough to face the powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm." ”

"What else did the owner of the Confucian Holy Village teach you?" Jiang Jinghuan looked at Ying Dao, wanting to get some cultivation insights from Ying Dao.

"The owner of the village has never appeared, and it has always been the old gentleman who taught me, teaching me Confucianism, Confucianism and righteousness." Ying Dao shook his head and said, "But the old gentleman said: Dantian has Dan Palace, soul has Soul Palace, and heart also has Heart Palace. ”

"The heart also has a heart palace?" Jiang Jinghuan showed a look of doubt on her face, shook her head, and said, "No, I have to sort out this information well, you tell me about the affairs of the Heart Palace first." ”

"I can't say it, I haven't cultivated the Heart Palace, but since there is the Innate Dan Palace and the Innate Soul Palace, then there must also be the Innate Heart Palace, and these things have to be cultivated by their own abilities." Ying Dao shook his head and said, "At that time, I asked the old gentleman, and the old gentleman only said that the time had not come......

"The time has not yet come......"

Jiang Jinghuan's beautiful eyes revealed a trace of confusion, and said with a wry smile: "This old gentleman is really mysterious, and every explanation is just right for comprehension. ”