In the vast white space, the sky is covered with black clouds, and sometimes there are blood-red thunder lights jumping between the clouds, which is majestic and breathtaking.

This is Hua Zisheng's soul sea, which is where he was after he was seriously injured before.

The soul sea, the space formed by the spiritual power of the cultivator and other powers, can enhance the perception of the cultivator, as long as the space of the soul sea is large enough, even if the eyes are closed, everything around can be seen clearly.

The size of the Soul Sea depends on the strength of the cultivator, but Hua Zisheng is an exception.

As we all know, the Soul Sea can only be opened up by the martial cultivators of the Sub-Martial Realm, but his Soul Sea has not only appeared in the Body Refining Realm, but also has no edge.

But Hua Zisheng doesn't care so much, the bigger the soul sea, the better, and he enjoys it.

At this moment, he was looking at the white mangs in the sky in a daze, these white mangs were all made of those ancient characters in the scroll, and they were floating in the air, like a sky full of stars.

Stepping out, Hua Zisheng walked to the nearest point of white mang, stretched out his hand and touched it.

In an instant, that bit of white light instantly merged into Hua Zisheng's body transformed by spiritual power.

A cultivation technique called "Dao Yan Jue" was clearly imprinted in his mind.

He took a cursory glance at this exercise, only to feel that its meaning was ethereal and intriguing.

In the following time, Hua Zisheng was immersed in "Dao Yan Jue", and Bai Ling in his arms was very well-behaved and did not disturb him.

There are only two paragraphs before and after the "Dao Yan Jue", the first paragraph is just describing its artistic conception, but it cannot be ignored, and the last paragraph is the cultivation exercise.

After a long time, Hua Zisheng began to practice the "Dao Yan Jue", following a new route of luck.

In the past, the cultivation exercises provided by the Hua family were operated according to the twelve canons, but the "Dao Yan Jue" was based on the route of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing refer to the Ren vein, the Du vein, the Chong vein, the belt vein, the yin stilt vein, the yang stilt vein, the yin dimensional vein, and the yang vein.

These eight veins are not directly subordinate to the viscera, and there is no relationship between the outside and the inside, and they follow the strange line, so they are called the Wonder Sutra.

Although the second pulse of Ren Du will be opened up in the body refining realm, when it comes to exercising, I am afraid that it will be difficult to use the exercises.

In the vast white space, Hua Zisheng sat cross-legged and summoned the vitality in the dantian to rush into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

It didn't take long for Hua Zisheng's body to exude a faint white shimmer, ethereal and simple.

"It's done. ”

I don't know how long it took, the white light on Hua Zisheng's body faded, and when he opened his eyes, a touch of essence flashed away, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

"Dao Yan Jue" successfully replaced the family's exercises, and he felt that the quality of the vitality in his body seemed to have improved, and the dantian was also filled with vitality, and the second martial arts were a major consummation.

"Eh, Ling'er......"

Looking down and seeing Bai Ling sleeping in his arms, Hua Zisheng couldn't help but show a wry smile, and the joy for a while was also diluted a lot.

He actually left Bai Ling aside.

But now that Bai Ling is asleep, Hua Zisheng is relieved, this little girl told him to sleep with her, he is very worried that he will not be able to help but do other things, although they have confessed their hearts to each other.

After gently putting Bai Ling on the bed and tucking the quilt for her, Hua Zisheng turned around and walked out.

Now that he has broken through the secondary martial realm, Cangyun Dabi is imminent, and he needs to practice some martial arts and body techniques.

Although there were still countless white rays in his soul sea, and there might be some martial arts, they all floated into the very high black clouds.

Even if he was able to control the sky in the soul sea space, he didn't dare to approach. He always felt that the black clouds in the sky were dangerous, especially those blood-red lightning.

After making up his mind, Hua Zisheng came all the way to the Hua family's Scripture Pavilion.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, Hua Zisheng bowed slightly towards the closed door, "Elder, I'll pick out some martial arts." ”

Crunch –

As soon as Hua Zisheng's words fell, the dark door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion opened, and Hua Zisheng thanked him and walked in.

There are three rows of black bookshelves on three walls, and the shelves are full of scrolls.

It goes without saying that these scrolls all record martial arts.

Martial arts are divided into nine grades according to grades, with nine grades being the lowest and one being the best. In the entire Kyushu Continent, the highest-grade martial arts are only the third rank, and the first-rank and second-rank martial arts are legends.

Hua Zisheng walked to the bookshelf on the right and began to choose the martial arts that suited him.

"Spirit Flame Technique, Draw Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire ......"

"Wind swordsmanship, the mystery of the sword, fast and accurate, use the sword to resist the wind, and kill everything. ”

"Piercing the clouds, cultivating to the fullest, can crack the stone and pierce the clouds. ”

Hua Zisheng looked through a few martial arts, and felt that none of them were suitable for him, so he looked at a corner of the lowest level.

There's a scroll there, so dusty that no one has touched it so close.

Hua Zisheng squatted down and picked up the scroll, and swept it away, removing the dust from the scroll.

"The cutting edge of the water, the stretch of the water of the stream, the water of the waterfall and the monstrous power of the water of the river, all cut with one blade......"

"How can the flow of water be cut off? After reading this volume of martial arts, Hua Zisheng felt that this sword was ridiculous, and it was also a martial art without grade.

But then, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile.

"I'm afraid that's why it's buried in the dust, right? ”

Putting down the water cutting blade, Hua Zisheng picked two more martial arts, Sky Shattering Fist and Burning Silence Slash, both of which are seven-grade martial arts.

In the entire Hua family, the highest-grade martial arts are seven grades, and there are only five of them.

Now, Hua Zisheng has selected two seven-rank martial arts and one non-grade martial art, as long as he masters them all, he is confident that he will be able to rank in the top five in the Cangyun Competition.

Although he was known as the second day talent of Cangyun City, he knew very well that no matter where the dragon and the crouching tiger were hidden, Cangyun City was no exception.

He still remembered that the first place in the last Cangyun Competition was not the people who were favored by everyone at that time, but a little-known girl, who seemed to be called Yun Fei.

With the selected martial arts, Hua Zisheng walked out of the martial arts pavilion, and he looked up, the sky was already dyed golden by the morning sun. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the mountain behind the Hua family.

Obsessed with martial arts, now that he can cultivate martial arts, of course he can't wait to try it.

The morning sun broke and slowly rose into the air.

"Drink!"

On the mountain behind the Hua family, with an angry shout, Hua Zisheng's figure flickered, and a huge fist of vitality wrapped in incomparably surging power bombarded a stone wall full of holes.

Boom –

There was a loud bang, and the stone wall was blasted out of a huge hole.

"It should be about the same. Hua Zisheng glanced at the large and small holes on the stone wall, and finally his eyes stayed on the latest huge hole.

He was naked, beads of sweat flowed on his body, unconsciously, his bronzed skin shone in the sun, and the muscles on his body were well-defined, masculine and beautiful.

Nodding with satisfaction, Hua Zisheng picked up the long knife that had been prepared on the side, and began to practice the Burning Silence Slash again.

He planned to cultivate these two seventh-grade martial arts first, because he had seen the ungrade Water Breaking Blade, which was even more difficult to cultivate than these two martial arts.

No grade doesn't mean that you don't enter the stream, it's just that it's very difficult to cultivate, and if no one cultivates, no one will assess the grade.

In the Kyushu Continent, some unranked martial arts are even comparable to those third- and fourth-order high-level martial arts.

The Water Cutting Blade only has one move, and it is not clear what its grade is, but its name is Water Breaking, and Hua Zisheng feels that it will not be worse than these two seven-rank martial arts.

In the daylight, Hua Zisheng's figure flickered, the long knife in his hand was waved, and the space was marked with a pale red trace, faintly exuding a smell of incineration.