For the first time, the old man didn't immediately beat Gao Yuanfeng, "I'm in a hurry to be reincarnated." Wait a minute, do something for me first. ”

"Can I collect the body for you? No problem. Gao Yuanfeng rubbed his hands and said viciously. The mind has matured, and I once wanted to respectfully respect the old man as Grandpa Ye. But the old guy said, "If I had a stupid grandson like you, I would have lost my life by thirty years, and I would have been angry with you." "Angry, the wind gritted its teeth.

"Well, put half a bowl of blood in that bowl. ”

"Let's let it go, let's bleed, what kind of blood?" Gao Yuanfeng looked at the old man suspiciously.

The old guy didn't even raise his head, "You don't admit that you're stupid." Wouldn't you know if you wiped a knife on your neck?"

Gao Yuanfeng finally understood what the old guy meant, and said hatefully: "I'm not to the point where I'm too old to die." Also, if you don't let out some blood to weaken a little skill, you will not be careful, and you will not be able to break up your old bones. ”

Although it was strange for the old man to let him bleed, he did not hesitate to pick up a dagger on the workbench and swipe it on his wrist. This is a tacit understanding of trust that has been cultivated over the years, and he didn't say anything, but he just believed that the old man would not be bad for him.

The old guy said meanly: "Tsk, putting that little bit of blood weakens your skills, your skills are really high, no wonder your surname is high." Probably a little taller than an underage chick. Adult girls, people don't see blood once a month, which weakens their skills. There is hemostatic cream in the jade bottle next to it, apply it yourself. ”

not only said that he was inferior to a woman, but also used such a vicious metaphor, if it was the high wind in the past few years, he would definitely be angry. After entering the field of Bao Shi for a long time without smelling its stench, Gao Yuanfeng has long been accustomed to it, "Old ghost, martial artist of the ninth order." Master, I was only eighteen years old when I reached the Danhu stage of the Eighth Order Concentration Realm, and I was only one step away from being able to marry Dan and reach the peak of martial arts. Do you find another one in the Northern Qi Kingdom and I'll take a look?"

The old man pursed his lips, picked up his sword embryo, smeared it with the blood of the high wind, and said disdainfully: "Do you know how big the sky is for well frogs? Do you know how long the life of mosquitoes and flies is? Cheng Dan is at the peak of martial arts? Bah, I haven't touched the threshold. ”

In addition to the sword embryo in the old man's hand, there were also eight thin handleless hollow swords on the workbench. The old ghost put a hollow sword slightly larger than the sword embryo on the sword embryo coated with Gao Yuanfeng's blood, lifted a small hammer, and struck it with a clang. He turned out a thin transparent thread of hair from the storage room, connecting the hollow sword with the sword embryo. Then apply blood again, put on a slightly larger hollow sword, and repeat the previous operation.

Gao Yuanfeng didn't know what the old man was doing, but what he said just now surprised Gao Yuanfeng, "Old ghost, what are you talking about? Cheng Dan is not the peak of martial arts? "The so-called superman means to be beyond mortals. With the natural resources, a large amount of elixir, and a great opportunity, there is a glimmer of hope for transcendence. No matter how proud Gao Yuanfeng is, he doesn't think that he can transcend the ordinary.

From the cognition he got from his grandfather and the people around him, as well as his impression of wandering the rivers and lakes, Gao Yuanfeng always believed that the martial artist's cultivation would reach the peak when he reached the Chengdan stage. The old ghost actually said today that he hadn't even touched the threshold of cultivation in the Cheng Dan period, how could he not be baffled?

He subconsciously decided that the old thing was not a joke, because he had always felt that this old guy was likely to be much more advanced than his grandfather's martial arts in the Cheng Dan period. Facing grandpa is like climbing a mountain and seeing the peak, as long as you are willing to climb, you will definitely be able to reach it. But in the face of the old guy, it is like a floating cloud covering his eyes, mysterious and unpredictable.

The old man kept his hands on his hands, and said casually: "Hehe, what's wrong with Superman? Isn't he a human? It's not a head and two hands, and he doesn't have three heads and six arms, but his martial arts are just a little higher." As long as you have perseverance, perseverance, be a little cruel to yourself, and assist a little resource, anyone can achieve superman.

The reason why there is the term Superman is that most people can't endure that hardship, and they just want to make an excuse for their laziness and cowardice.

The old man is reluctant to give you a layman like you a common sense of cultivation.

The cultivation of martial artists is the most basic of the three essences, qi and spirits. The three stages of forging bones, washing tendons, and cutting the marrow in the forging body realm can be regarded as physical training. There are three phases of qi nourishment, qi transformation, and qi sea in the qi realm, which is qi refining. Then there is the fetal breath, Danhu, and Chengdan of the Concentration Essence Realm, which is called Gathering Essence.

The so-called concentration of essence is nothing more than condensing qi into refinement, strengthening the strength of internal force and application skills. It is still in the category of gas refining.

Haven't you noticed that there is no god of refining? Plants and trees are godless, decaying and decaying, livestock and animals are godless, and they hang their heads in despair, and people are like godless, walking corpses. If you don't practice martial arts, you just have a shape. Therefore, these three realms and nine phases are for ordinary martial artists, and they are the lowest level of cultivation. ”

The old man's words seemed to open a window in front of Gao Yuanfeng's eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his mind, "You mean to say that there is still a god refining period?

Ye Lao smiled: "Yes." Martial arts cultivation, there are actually nine realms and twenty-seven periods. After concentrating on the essence, there is the realm of the gods, which is divided into three phases: nourishing the gods, concentrating the gods, and the gods. And then there are realms such as soul melting and soul refining. These three realms are the intermediate level of cultivation, that is, the superhuman realm. There are also three realms on it, which are the higher levels, which are the immortal realms that you usually call respectfully. How about saying that you are a frog at the bottom of the well and insulting you?"

Gao Yuanfeng's head was buzzing, "If Superman and Immortal are also martial artists, why have I never seen them?" If there is really the twenty-seventh phase of the Nine Realms, the so-called eighth-order master that he is proud of is really just a beginner. If we compare cultivation to mountaineering, we are far away from the mountainside, so how can we talk about reaching the top?

"Cut, things gather by like, people by groups. If you don't get to that level, you can't get into that circle. An ant only has ants in its eyes, even if it sees an elephant, can it recognize it?

To put it simply, your two bastard grandfathers must have told you that without the Chengdan period martial artists, they can't hold a throne. Have you ever thought about it, what about the royal dynasty of the kingdom, why does the kingdom have to pay tribute to the royal dynasty?"

Gao Yuanfeng was able to penetrate it a little, "Understood, do you mean that the dynasty has a superman who knows the god realm?" "In a world where the weak eat the strong, there is no master in charge, how can people be willing to surrender."

As if he was afraid that the blow to Gao Yuanfeng would not be enough, Ye Lao continued: "Also, what about the sects and sects above the imperial dynasty? ”

Gao Yuanfeng said curtly: "You are talking about the Fa Sect, those of the Nine Star Sect, right? That is the Immortal Sect Immortal Sect, how can mortals such as us achieve it? As for the gang association, I thought it was just the number of martial artists and the law. "Immortals are too far away, even if they are human, they are close to the existence of the true god of the flying immortals, and they are not comparable to themselves.

Ye Lao sneered and said: "Hehe, the number of warriors, due to legal principles, in Haizhou under the rule of the Mo Sect, these two points have a somewhat restrictive effect on the political system. Here, it doesn't work so well. You must know that the formulation of a game rules requires the equal strength of both sides to be binding. The gap in strength is too large, and the weak have no means of checks and balances, and the strong naturally lack the scruples to break the rules.

If the vassal states have supermen and the dynasty does not, can the dynasty still maintain its right to rule? Therefore, the forces of the dynasty and above must first ensure that they have strong force, and second, they strictly prohibit their subordinates from having force beyond themselves.

Your grandfather was probably worried that you would encounter irresistible harm, and kept you spinning in the small well of a vassal state, causing you to think that the sky was so big and so high.

Let's just say that the Immortal Sect Immortal Sect, what's the matter, is it really an immortal? It's just a martial arts cultivation whose skill is a little higher than that of a superman. ”

"How can that be compared?" The reverence for the immortal gods is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Gao Yuanfeng didn't dare to hope that he would be able to fly away one day.

Ye Lao glanced at him, probably for fear of destroying Gao Yuanfeng's self-confidence, so he didn't continue the topic. After being busy for a while, he put on a full set of eight layers of hollow swords, and each layer was brushed with the blood of Gao Yuanfeng. The weapon in his hand changed from a one-foot-long sword embryo to a three-foot-long sword before it was completed. Throw your hand into the blazing stove, walk to the open space next to it, and stretch out your hand, "Come on, loosen the skin for you." "This is the beginning of today's abuse.

Hearing Ye Lao's previous words, Gao Yuanfeng's confidence was indeed hit, and his interest was not so much, "Old ghost, when do you say that cultivation will come out? There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavens outside the sky." No matter how far you practice, isn't there still someone pressing on top of your head?" I thought I was about to become a Dan and reach the peak of martial arts. As soon as I looked up, I climbed a small dirt slope, and the real peak was out of reach.

Ye Lao's eyes squinted, and he said disdainfully: "I thought you were just a waste, but I didn't want to look down on you anymore." Waste can also be recycled, it turns out that your real essence is the garbage in the waste. There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Practicing martial arts is not a matter of playing with words, no matter how many cultivators there are, there is always one who stands at the top. Why can't it be you?

Forget it, you, I'll give you a suggestion, go to Zhou Feiyan and sell yourself to her as a slave. Maybe she'll look at your barely passable skin and reward you with a bite to eat. In this way, at least food and clothing are guaranteed. It's more than enough to be better than the top, and it's also a standout in the garbage. ”

Who is Zhou Feiyan? The second daughter of King Zhou, the lord of Huofeng, and a well-known martial arts genius of Zhou Guo. This is not dazzling, her most outstanding is military talent, leading the army to fight in the south and the north, invincible, and was awarded the title of General Zhenyuan of the Six Lives by virtue of her military exploits and strength.

It is said that ordinary people can get Zhou Yan's attention, it is because the ancestral tomb is smoking. But Ye Lao's words of ridiculing Gao Yuanfeng were really a bit heart-wrenching.

Not to mention that as a manly husband, it is impossible to eat soft rice based on appearance, but it is said that Zhou Feiyan's skills are only in the fetal period, and she is a few years older than Gao Yuanfeng.

Ye Lao actually said that he was a dignified master of the Danhu period, and he could only be the face of a woman in the fetal period, "Old immortal, if the master discloses his skills and is willing to join the army, he can make a seven-life champion general, how can he be worse than that little girl." ”

Ye Lao shook his head, "Shit, you're much worse than her." It won't be long before she overtakes you. Because she has a fearless warrior heart, she has an indomitable ambition to be a brave man. What do you have? You're just a coward who is feared by the fear of a high-ranking martial artist as soon as he hears of it. If you don't hurry up and hug her thighs, if she arrives here, Gaojiabao will be wiped out in the blink of a finger. ”

"I'm huh, hugging her little thin legs? Except for the parents of heaven and earth, no one should expect me to bow my head. Hehe, that little girl, if she dares to come to Gaojiabao, I will accept her as a bed warmer. Come on, master clean up your old guy first. "Luck waved his fist, stepped on the wind and chased the moon and light skills, his body was like electricity, and he pounced on Ye Lao.

Gao Yuanfeng's martial arts have obviously entered the hall and should not be underestimated. Shot out with anger, the strength was released, the fist was impressive, and the sound of booming and explosive was endless. The Wind Shadowless Palm taught by the grandfather and the Dragon Elephant Deception Fist taught by the second grandfather are both both physical and spiritual, and they are deeply refined. Occasionally, he learned from other martial artists, or he himself improved the moves. Boom, bang, split, smash, fan, teasing, hooking, bumping, topping, body movement, hands and feet flying, strong as a dragon, strange tricks one after another.

The speed of Gao Yuanfeng was so fast that no human figure could be seen at all, like a tornado that was spinning around Ye Lao at high speed. The air flow he driven, the call sign in the air, pierced the eardrum. The iron tools on the counter in the chamber were all blown to move their positions incessantly.

But Ye Lao's figure is very clear, swaying and swaying, like a flat boat in the turbulent and angry waves, as if it will be torn to pieces by a hurricane in the next moment.

If there is a master here, you can find that Ye Lao seems to be crumbling, but he is actually extremely relaxed. No matter how fast and subtle Gao Yuanfeng's tricks were, it was difficult to stick to the corners of his clothes, and every move was a little bit worse. But it's just a little bit that makes Gao Yuanfeng hate crazy. Whether it's fast or slow, light or heavy, you can't shrink this point even a little.

Ye Lao was also not defensive, moving or shaking slightly. Occasionally stretch out your hand and pat, and you can always accurately shoot a certain acupuncture point in the high wind.

There are one hundred and eight acupuncture points in the human body, and hundreds of small ~ acupuncture points. No matter that acupuncture point was hit by Ye Lao, it made Gao Yuanfeng feel a lot of pain. What is lacking in virtue is that the old thing's mouth is still chattering, "Yo hey, am I wrong? You still have two small dates under your crotch? Lying on your stomach is weak, where do you say you can compare to that female doll······?

Not surprisingly, in less than half an hour, Gao Yuanfeng fainted. As for whether it was pain or anger, perhaps only he himself knew.

Papapapa, Ye Lao turned over the high wind lying on the ground and continued to slap. If Gao Yuanfeng was awake, he would definitely feel that every one of his knots was constantly being instilled with an invisible true qi. If you look inward, each point gradually gathers a small crystal of air.

Normally, a martial artist can only store the energy form of internal force in the dantian. In other words, Gao Yuanfeng has more than 700 trick points in his body at this time, all of which have the function of a dantian.

Even if the storage capacity of each acupoint is less than one-tenth of that of the dantian, it is strong in the number. In other words, the total amount of internal force hidden in Gao Yuanfeng's body is dozens of times that of a martial artist of the same level. Not to mention anything else, in the event of a protracted war, Gao Yuanfeng can consume nearly a hundred martial artists of the same rank. If he knows how to invoke the inner force of the whole body, a martial artist of the same rank will be under his hands, just like an elephant is to an earth dog, not in the same order of magnitude.

However, Ye Lao didn't teach it, and his grandfather and other ordinary martial artists didn't understand it, so when Gao Yuanfeng faced the enemy, he could only use the true qi in the dantian. As for the qi masses in his own various acupoints, of course Gao Yuanfeng knew, but he was ignorant and didn't know the situation in other people's bodies, and thought that everyone was like this.

Before long, the high wind woke up slowly. The strong hunger made him get up in one go, picked up the bowl of black paste prepared by Ye Lao on the workbench, and drank it in a big gulp. A long-term habit to lick like a gluttonous child. When I was a child, I licked the bowl, and it was indeed because I was hungry. Now, I clearly know that this thing is precious and abnormal, and I am not willing to waste it. Anyway, in front of Ye Lao, does this thing exist.

Throwing the bowl on the table, he said hatefully: "You wait, old thing, go back, and try to tie the knot tonight." See if I don't beat you all over the ground tomorrow. With that, he prepared to leave.

"Dan, a bird, you really want to stick to the garbage to the end. ”

Gao Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?" ”