Chapter Twenty-Seven: Above the Spirit Martial Arts

A middle-aged man dressed in crimson silk satin stood behind Jiang Shenwu and Xue Linglong, hiding his breath and making it impossible to detect.

The middle-aged man had his shoulders exposed, his arms were full of strong muscles, full of strength like an ox, he was burly, and his wolf eyes looked particularly domineering.

His originally cold wolf eyes actually became gentle after seeing Jiang Shenwu.

"Xiao Wu?"

The hoarse voice of the middle-aged man came into Jiang Shenwu's ears, making the latter stunned in place for a long time like a thunderbolt, and then turned around, his eyes full of surprise.

"Dad, you're not dead?"

Jiang Shenwu shouted excitedly and hurriedly rushed towards Jiang Wang.

Jiang Shenwu wanted to reach out and hug Jiang Wang, but passed through his body, Jiang Wang was like a transparent spirit body, unable to be touched.

"What's going on? No way, Dad, you'll be fine. ”

Jiang Shenwu trembled excitedly, and kept reaching out to grab Jiang Wang, but his hands passed through Jiang Wang's body again and again.

"It's useless, Xiao Wu, I've fallen, and now what you see me is just a consciousness body. ”

Jiang Wang sighed, and then shook his head sadly.

"Dad, do you know, I miss you so much. ”

Jiang Shenwu burst into tears and sighed.

"Silly boy, you have grown up, it's time to learn to be independent, and in the future, you will definitely soar out of the sky and become a strong party, which can be regarded as a glorious ancestor. ”

Jiang Wang's eyes were red, but he still comforted Jiang Shenwu.

Jiang Shenwu stood in place like that, Xue Linglong also stood beside him at a loss, and after a long time, Jiang Shenwu spoke: "Dad, why are you here?"

Jiang Wang calmed down for a moment, thought for a while, and replied: "It was the ancestor who brought me here, and he had long expected that you would come here, so he arranged one of my consciousness bodies here, just so that you and I can meet each other." ”

Jiang Shenwu's heart trembled suddenly, and he said to Tianqiong gratefully: "Thank you Ancestor!"

Subsequently, Jiang Shenwu asked again, "Where is the old ancestor now?"

"It's fallen, and what I brought here is just a conscious body of his, once the conscious body completes what he wants to do, it will dissipate, and the conscious body does not have the power, so they will wait for a long time!"

Jiang Wang found a sleek stone platform and sat on it.

"Dad, what kind of chance does this ancestral land have?"

Jiang Shenwu asked categorically.

"There are many opportunities in the ancestral land, if you become strong in the future, you will slowly discover it, and I only found one-tenth of them. ”

Jiang Wang waved his big hand, and a streamer flashed in his rough palm, and a yellowed ancient book fell into his hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Shenwu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, nothing existed in Jiang Wang's hands before, but he just waved his hand, and this ancient book magically appeared in front of him.

"Don't be surprised, it's this thing!"

Jiang Wang took off a ring from his thumb, and the ring was glowing with crimson light all over: "This is the Qiankun ring, which contains Qiankun, which can be used as a storage item, otherwise there are too many things that the martial artist needs to carry, which is very inconvenient, so this thing is extremely important for the martial artist." ”

Jiang Shenwu took the Qiankun ring and put it on his thumb, his heart full of anticipation.

He waved his hand, but nothing happened.

Jiang Shenwu couldn't help but show a suspicious expression.

"Fool, this Qiankun Ring is not used like this!"

Seeing this, Xue Linglong, who was silent on the side, showed a quiet smile and said: "If you drop a drop of your blood on the Qiankun Ring, he can recognize the Lord, and only then can he use it." ”

"That's a good statement, this girl, isn't it my Jiang family's daughter-in-law?"

A wicked smile flashed across Jiang Wang's face and asked.

Xue Linglong's beautiful eyes flashed lightly, her eyes were flattering, and she turned around directly, with a faint flush floating on her cheeks.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Shenwu hurriedly interrupted Jiang Wang and motioned for him not to talk nonsense.

Jiang Wang waved his hand gently: "Girl, if you don't dislike it, I'll give you one of this Qiankun ring." ”

Jiang Wang waved out his big hand, and a Qiankun ring flew into Xue Linglong's hand.

It was a turquoise jade ring, shining with a faint brilliance, particularly delicate, with slender eyelashes, curved eyebrows, and sparkling phoenix eyes.

She put the Qiankun ring on her hand, turned to Jiang Wang and bowed, and said with a smile: "Thank you, uncle!"

"Oh, still call me uncle, I am Xiao Wu's father, and you are the daughter-in-law of my Jiang family, what should you call me?"

The evil smile on Jiang Wang's face became thicker and thicker, no matter what Jiang Shenwu did, he couldn't stop Jiang Wang.

Jiang Shenwu's face was black, and he was at a loss for what to do in place.

"Father..."

Xue Linglong's delicate body was shocked, and the weak and boneless Qianqianyu covered her flushed cheeks with her hands, and muttered softly.

Xue Linglong hurriedly ran into the distance, hiding behind the ancient tree alone, not daring to face Jiang Shenwu and Jiang Wang.

"Xiao Wu, if I'm not mistaken, this girl should have the cultivation of the Yuanwu Realm!"

Jiang Wang's words broke the sky, causing Jiang Shenwu's body to shock, and countless cold sweats appeared on his forehead.

"Yuanwu Realm?"

Jiang Shenwu wondered, although he had stepped into the martial arts, his understanding of the martial arts realm was still very rudimentary.

"That's right, the martial arts cultivation of the Qi Martial Realm is just to exercise one's proficiency in the use of aura, as well as the number and strength of aura, after reaching the ninth level of qi martial arts, the dantian will be filled with aura, and then, you only need to retreat for some time to integrate the aura vortex into the body, at that time, you will be able to transform the aura into the sea, without absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, you can also use aura to fight continuously, that is the realm of spiritual martial arts!"

Jiang Wang explained, and he took a deep breath.

"That Lingwu realm, how to improve your strength?"

Jiang Shenwu asked again.

"The Lingwu realm, the first triple realm, is just to adapt to and control the aura, and then refine the meridians, while the middle triple is to use the Huahai aura, go through the Zhou Tian cycle, and refine the bones, and the last triple is to temper your own dantian, and make full preparations for the future impact of the Yuanwu realm. ”

Jiang Wang replied, his mouth was a little dry, with a wave of his sword, the gourd on his waist immediately floated into the air, he took the wine jug in his hand and drank it all.

"Dad, what about the Yuanwu Realm?"

Jiang Shenwu was a little impatient, his eyes lit up, now he was already a martial eightfold, and he was only one step away from the Lingwu Realm.

"Lingwu and Yuanwu, separated from the abyss, non-gifted, can not step into, if it is said that the Lingwu realm, can block the river and cut the flow, through the mountain, then the Lingwu realm above the Yuanwu realm, you can point to open the mountain and crack the ground, show your mouth and spit out, you can kill countless Lingwu power, and to advance to the Yuanwu realm, you also need a more refined true yuan power between heaven and earth, take the extremely rare true yuan power between heaven and earth, into the dantian, and then use the true yuan power to quench the whole body, a river of blood flows into a rage, and the strong people in the Yuanwu realm can also fly in the sky, that Mochizuki Sect, there are only three Yuanwu realms, and they are only low-level in the Yuanwu realm。 ”

Jiang Wang answered Jiang Shenwu's question while drinking.

The martial arts realm is divided into nine levels, the first three are low-level, the middle three are medium-level, the last three are high-level, and the low-level and middle-level are a watershed, and in the same way, the middle level and the high level are another watershed.