As Zhao Zilong grabbed out of this claw, the ancient book two meters away suddenly trembled, and then turned the pages frantically, and finally, the book flew up out of thin air and fell into Zhao Zilong's hands.

The true qi dissipated, and the domineering true qi in the room suddenly dissipated into invisibility, Zhao Zilong collected all his strength, but a layer of fine sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and he took the book and said to Murong Shengtian: "Is the kind of realm you said the same as this effect?" ”

Murong Shengtian looked at Zhao Zilong with a look of shock on his face.

"What's wrong, isn't it different?" Seeing that Murong Shengtian didn't answer, Zhao Zilong couldn't help frowning and continued to ask.

Murong Shengtian took a breath, sighed deeply, looked at Zhao Zilong and said, "You kid, you are really surprising everywhere." The world only thinks that the release of true qi is just a manifestation of the release of a breath, an invisible momentum that can make opponents fearful. ”

"I can't imagine that you can achieve this kind of strength, this is no longer a simple release of true qi, but a remote extraction, which can already release true qi out of the body to achieve substantial external damage effects."

Cultivators, although they have domineering true qi in their bodies, they can't let the other party hang up from a long distance when fighting with people, they must bombard the enemy with their fists and feet, and then release the true qi in their body and act on the enemy, so as to achieve the effect of increasing the damage to the enemy.

In other words, in the understanding and cognition of people in modern martial arts, although an inner cultivator can cultivate a true qi in his body and enhance his combat effectiveness, his true qi can only be used internally, even if it can be released externally to create a powerful aura momentum, but it cannot achieve substantial damage effects.

But the effect that Zhao Zilong showed just now has gone beyond that category, he has successfully released his true qi from his body, and he has achieved a substantial effect.

"You haven't reached the Innate Realm, but you can do something that only the powerhouses of the Innate Realm can do, it's really unbelievable and appalling." Murong Shengtian looked at Zhao Zilong like a monster and muttered to himself.

Zhao Zilong was so highly praised by Murong Shengtian that he was also a little fluttering in his heart, he smiled, and said, "I understand, in fact, the innate realm you comprehend is similar to the means I just showed. ”

Murong Shengtian sneered, and as soon as his arm was raised, a white qi blade visible to the naked eye swung out like a bolt of lightning, and a table lamp not far away was split in half with a click, and the incision was neat, even the fragile glass lamp tube was not shattered into pieces, but was cut into two sections, and the incision was extremely neat.

Zhao Zilong gasped, walked over and took a closer look at the split table lamp, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Yang Qingzong can release such an air blade, I didn't expect you to be able to." How exactly is this done? ”

Murong Shengtian snorted: "This is the effect after crossing the threshold. I'll tell you the truth. Once you enter the innate realm, the true qi in the body will undergo a qualitative change, and the effect of the true qi released at that time will be enhanced countless times, you wave your palm, and what you spew out is just a breath, and what we release in a gesture is something that has been condensed into a substantial air flow, and the condensation is much higher than the true qi you released outside the body, and the damage effect is naturally much stronger. ”

"What kind of realm is this?" Zhao Zilong was completely envious of these realms displayed by Murong Shengtian, it was too awesome, damn, Yang Qingzong casually released his energy and flew him out, and now he is a little scared when he thinks about it.

"Gather your energy into a blade!" Murong Shengtian said.

Zhao Zilong's heart was shocked, and he muttered: "Gather qi into a blade? Is it to condense the true qi into a substantial blade, how strong the true qi needs to be to achieve such an effect! ”

"Bah!"

As Zhao Zilong spoke, he suddenly let out an exclamation, looked at Murong Shengtian and said, "It seems that the strength of the true qi in your body is not much higher than mine, why can you release a sharp blade of this strength lightly, but I can only release the true qi with scattered condensation?" ”

Murong Shengtian looked at him like an idiot: "Lao Tzu is the innate realm, but you haven't even touched the threshold of the innate realm, can you compare?" ”

"Uh......" Zhao Zilong was speechless for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "In other words, before I cross that threshold, I don't want to achieve the realm of gathering qi into a blade?" ”

"It stands to reason that it is, but it's ......"

Murong Shengtian didn't dare to use the normal truth in the martial arts to measure Zhao Zilong now, because a kid who hadn't crossed that threshold could release his true qi and do something that only a strong person in the innate realm could do, which in itself was a legend, and it couldn't be measured by common sense.

"But how?" Zhao Zilong immediately asked.

"Hmph, you kid can't be measured by common sense, so I don't know how many miracles will happen to you." Murong Shengtian sighed sincerely.

Zhao Zilong smiled, accepted Murong Shengtian's high praise for him, and said with a smile: "That is, I, Zhao Zilong, am a real genius, a waste who has been abolished from the normal martial arts veins can achieve today's cultivation realm, can there be a second person in the world?" ”

Murong Shengtian was speechless for a while, but when he thought of what happened to Zhao Zilong in this life, he could only secretly marvel and admire, maybe this kid was a natural cultivator, there has never been a martial arts with amazing talents for thousands of years, maybe there will be a mythical legend born.

"Also, how can this genius be measured from the perspective of an ordinary cultivator, grandma drop, you can gather qi into a blade, Lao Tzu can also, let me participate in enlightenment." Zhao Zilong said coaxingly.

Murong Shengtian looked at the beads of sweat on Zhao Zilong's forehead, thinking that this kid had previously relied on the realm of true qi release to achieve the effect of taking things from the air, and he was still surprised in his heart.

If that's the case, then this kid is terrible!

"Ancestor, Zilong, it's time to eat." Murong's voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Zilong saw that he couldn't ask for more information from Murong Shengtian's mouth, so he patted his stomach and said, "I'm really hungry, let's go, eat first." ”

Opening the door, Murong was wearing loose home clothes, with an apron on the outside, his sleeves rolled up, his hair was pulled behind his ears, and he looked at Zhao Zilong and said, "What are you talking about, you don't know if you're hungry after talking for so long?" ”

"Big deal." Zhao Zilong smiled, there was no need to tell Murong those things that were worrying.

Murong saw that there were many beads of sweat on Zhao Zilong's forehead, and he couldn't help but reach out to wipe him off, and wondered: "How can you sweat, is it hot inside?" ”

Zhao Zilong snorted and said with a smile: "Yes, the air in the study is not very smooth, and it is stuffy." ”

There are not many people in the Murong family who eat at home, especially with the presence of the old ancestor, more young people dare not appear, and Murong Lingduan and other juniors have been taught a lesson by Zhao Zilong once, and they are very uninterested in Zhao Zilong, the kid who once humiliated the Murong family, so with Zhao Zilong here, those young people will not eat at home.

There were four or five people at the dinner table, Murong Shengtian, Murong Mohe, Zhao Zilong and his wife, and God Tu.

For the Murong family, God Tu is a guest, and he is also a guest with a special status, when Murong Mohe saw God Tu appear with Zhao Zilong, he recognized God Tu, and then this Murong family's home cousin was very impolite, and he didn't even say a word of welcome.

God Tu didn't care about this, he came with Zhao Zilong, even if he was not welcomed by the master here, it was Zhao Zilong who had no face, he thought so.

"You're the Monk of Rock Anger?" Murong Shengtian sat at the dinner table, and after seeing God Tu, his brows furrowed slightly, and he spoke.

God Tu looked calm, but the aura in his body fluctuated significantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Old man, the junior is named Zhou Changgui. ”

"Poof!"

Zhao Zilong squirted out a mouthful of rice, but fortunately, this guy sprayed it outside the table, otherwise the table would not be able to eat.

"Hahahaha...... Slaughter...... God Butcher, what's your name? Zhou Changgui, hahaha, Changgui, this Nima's name is too vulgar! Zhao Zilong couldn't help laughing, tears burst into laughter.

Murong glared at Zhao Zilong with disgust, but he was busy handing Zhao Zilong a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth, thinking of the name of God Tu, he couldn't help but pout slightly, and couldn't help but chuckle.

A black line appeared on the butcher's forehead, staring at Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong finally held back a smile, and coughed dryly: "What, Changgui...... Haha, Brother Changgui, I was wrong, this cup is done first for respect, you are free! ”

"Well, Zilong, be polite to others, it's rude!" Murong Mohe frowned and said in a deep voice.

Zhao Zilong really heard of the common name of God Tu for the first time, but he didn't expect it to be a common name, but then again, God Tu is forty or fifty years old, and it was normal for such an age to take such a name in that era.

"Well, whether it's Monk Yan Yan or Zhou Changgui, you are the most wanted martial artist who betrayed the inner gate of Shaolin eleven years ago." Murong Shengtian said.

God Tu's face sank, he looked at Murong Shengtian vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this, the old man?" ”

"Don't be nervous, if I want to arrest you, you won't be able to escape. It's just that Shaolin is a famous faction after all, and my Murong family can't have a bad relationship with it, so I want to ask, is it possible to resolve the grievances between you and Shaolin? Murong Shengtian said.

God Butcher was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Unless I die, they won't give up!" ”

As soon as God Tu said this, several people in the audience were extremely interested, and Zhao Zilong couldn't help but ask: "What, God Tu, what is the deep hatred between you and Shaolin, you good Shaolin inner disciple, why did you end up like this, and you want to die?" ”

The rest of the people were also looking at God Tu with anticipation and curiosity, and Murong Shengtian and Murong Mohe were still very interested in this Jianghu mystery case.

As for Murong, although he is not from the rivers and lakes, he also thinks that the story of the big man who slaughtered the god should be very exciting, after all, women are gossipy!

"Do you really want to hear it?" God Tu suddenly grinned, glanced at a few people, and asked.