Tang Xuanming carefully comprehended it, and had to sigh at the talent of the king.

It was possible to create this method of exploring the points in the body.

"But these ninety-eight kinds of tricks are exactly the same as the ones I know in the martial arts world, are the tricks of the human race the same in different worlds?"

Thinking of this, Tang Xuanming was so excited that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

If it was really as he had guessed, he said that the number of knots and meridians he had mastered would definitely be able to dominate the human race.

In the pre-Qin period, it had been excavated, and there were 720 tricks in the body, and in the period of the Great Song Dynasty, the theoretical knowledge of the eight meridians and meridians reached its peak.

Tibetan Buddhism focuses on the three chakras and seven chakras, which are the key to the practice of dragon elephant prajna.

The Great Song Dynasty paid attention to the eight veins of the Qi Jing and had completely developed two systems.

If only we could unify all the meridians and points on this basis...... Tang Xuanming couldn't imagine how powerful he would be.

"There are big gains in small worlds, and that's true!"

He couldn't help but wave his fist, extremely excited.

But at the same time, there are some doubts.

"There is such a supreme method, you can explore the pulse at the point, why does the human race only know the location of the ninety-eight tricks until now?"

After watching the acupoints and probing the pulse dozens of times, he saw the reason from an inconspicuous general outline.

"The tricks are erratic, difficult to determine, missed, thousands of miles, when the qi and blood are turbulent, when the qi is rolling, the whole body swells, the internal qi and blood conflicts, can not be suppressed, when the death ......"

This line of inconspicuous small words made Tang Xuanming's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but doubt his own guess.

"The meridian points of the martial arts world and the meridians of this world seem to be exactly the same, but there seem to be some differences in the subtleties. ”

He looked at the Star Dotting Method from beginning to end, and found that the ninety-six tricks were no different from the tricks of the martial arts world that he knew.

But there are subtle differences, the meridians and knots of the martial arts world are opened up little by little with the wandering of the internal breath, to be precise, the martial arts world does not need to pay too much attention to the knots, it is usually the opening up of a whole meridian.

Just like the people in the martial arts who open up the second vein of Rendu, it is usually a breath of energy, running through dozens of hundreds of tricks of all sizes on the second vein of Rendu.

But in the description of the Dian Xing Method, there is no way to do that kind of action.

It can even be said that doing so is directly looking for death, and in the Star Method, the essence and blood of a lifetime are condensed, and the Ant Emperor Law rises to the peak, so that the most powerful round of bloodlines in the body is infused into the acupoints.

Opening up the ninety-six square points shows that there are ninety-six such fierce beasts in the body.

Take me as an example, if he opens up the ninety-six acupoints, there will be ninety-six divine dragons in his body.

"No, the Divine Dragon bloodline in my body is not divided into high and low, each bloodline is almost the same, what will happen when the Star Sect is running?"

Tang Xuanming is a little numb, if a divine dragon appears in every round of tricks, it is already a good thing for ordinary people, but for him, it is a big bad thing.

"If you can't install nine divine dragons in one trick, I won't break through for the time being, otherwise I will lose a lot. ”

Tang Xuanming frantically turned his thoughts, put this idea aside, and didn't think about it for the time being.

Staring at the golden ant on his right arm, he didn't know what to do with one of the highest bloodlines in the world.

Since he had chosen to swallow nine divine dragons, Tang Xuanming would naturally not fuse with a nondescript Ant Emperor, even if the Ant Emperor's bloodline was already extremely noble.

It can even make the royal family of this world sought after, but for Tang Xuanming, it is not what he wants, and no matter how good it is, it is not to his liking.

After hesitating for a moment, he wiped his hand on his right arm, and a slightly sluggish golden ant appeared on his palm when he entered the altar space.

The body was slightly illusory and unreal, and his eyes were hazy and dull, without the slightest life, like a stone carved by a clumsy stonemason.

Tang Xuanming threw his left hand lightly, and the statue formed by the condensation of the Ant Emperor's bloodline was thrown by him on the bookshelf.

He turned his head to stare at the center of the altar, the ancient well without waves, and there was a slight ripple as he gazed.

Prayer after prayer came to his ears, countless voices, blended together, not really heard, but they were spreading anytime and anywhere, and the feeling was simply crazy.

Tang Xuanming shook his head a little uncomfortably, feeling that he heard more and more voices.

This is becoming more and more evident as his strength rises faster and faster.

"Now that we have obtained the next level of cultivation, there is no need to continue to polish in the lower worlds. ”

The low-level world can only obtain one dragon pattern at a time, which is usually the master of luck in that world, although the difficulty of obtaining it is very low, but for Tang Xuanming, the efficiency is too low.

He wanted to go to a higher world, the kind of world where there were top-notch heaven and earth divine beasts, but the strength of the divine beasts would not be so strong that people would despair.

Such a world is between the higher world and the lower world, and it is a little difficult to find, but Tang Xuanming still made up his mind.

As his horizons became more and more broadened, more and more powerhouses appeared in the Overworld.

With his weak strength, it would be difficult for him to protect himself in the Overworld, let alone lead a tribe that is likely to involve secrecy to glory.

He needs to go on a rampage, even if it's at some risk.

By the time he left Cloud Dream City, his strength had already exceeded one and a half million catties.

And it is still growing slowly but firmly, which is still due to the low efficiency of Tang Xuanming's ability to swallow the essence of heaven and earth.

He would feel hungry anytime and anywhere, and the refining and refining qi of the martial arts world was too inefficient and too slow for him.

With a certain mind, his spirit sank into the void in front of him, and all the words that could be clearly captured by him were ignored by him.

He captures the kind of words that speak very quickly, but just within his control.

"Resurrection, I want to resurrect, my most beloved woman, I want to resurrect Baguio, if there is really a heaven, if there is really a fairy, please God fulfill my wish, I am willing to give everything for it. ”

A male voice full of sorrow uttered this paragraph, and there was endless sadness in the words.

"Why did God die, why did the devil be buried in the tomb, what is eternal in heaven and earth, why am I resurrected? Who can tell me the answer?"

The person who asked this passage was full of confusion, and life seemed to have lost its direction.

"I want to never be able to cover my eyes again this day, if this earth can no longer bury my heart, and if all the gods and Buddhas in the sky will disappear in smoke......"

......

Tang Xuanming's brows jumped, his temples burst out, and it was a little difficult for him to grasp these news.

At the same time, he has to further sort out the hidden world behind this information.