Buzz!

In the silent mourning hall, a strong internal force surged, bringing gusts of wind, rolling the white silk hulala, and the rows of candles were instantly extinguished.

Wu Ming's body is left alone, with the pale golden bell-shaped lines and the layers of mountains and shadows, complementing each other!

The breath on his body, from the first realm qi martial artist to the peak of the four realms, and even under the fluctuation of the powerful and majestic spiritual will, there is a half-step artistic conception, even compared to the coercion of the artistic conception!

Half a year of penance in the tower, easy to wash the marrow and refine the body, the body is strong, half a year to carve the Buddha to practice strength, and finally become a refining body, and the nine tricks of life are burning together.

If you observe with your divine sense, you will definitely find that Wu Ming's qi and blood around his body are surging like wolf smoke, penetrating through the roof, and he is dozens of feet high!

A pure body refining martial artist, the limit of a realm martial arts body, is only nine zhang, which can be called a rainbow of qi and blood!

It's not that Wu Ming's body already has the strength of a martial body, but the amount of qi and blood in his body, or the quality, has surpassed a realm martial body!

And the revelation of his own aura is the revelation of his martial arts will in his past and present lives, far beyond his own cultivation realm!

At the time of the breakthrough, even with his own strong will, he could not suppress this force!

The Nine Apertures True Dragon Pill Enlightenment, the Dragon's Blood Forging Body, Wu Fu's Life Fire, the Holy Taste Spirit Wine, the Spirit Spring, and the Rice Marrow Pill Quenching Body Refined by the Second Daughter of the Lotus Lamp, all kinds of forces combined to create Wu Ming's strong physique that can now be called a humanoid monster!

This is also one of the important reliance on his repeated ability to fight against high-level martial artists!

Now, after three years of being trapped in the body refining realm, it is finally the day when Hualong takes off!

"Quiet...... Assemble...... Raw ......"

Wu Ming silently recited the "Innate Gong" mental formula, and the internal force surging in his body was constantly restrained, compressed and compressed, and finally there were signs of liquefaction.

You must know that this is a form that only true qi can have.

Moreover, it is when the artistic conception martial artist cultivates to the advanced realm and begins to break through the innate that this form will appear.

As its will spreads throughout its body, mobilizing its internal force, the form of the spillover internal force is also condensing little by little.

From the initial bell-shaped pattern and the shadow of the mountain, it gradually turned into a round arch golden cover and majestic mountain peaks.

It doesn't look big with the naked eye, but if you observe it with your divine sense, you will be shocked to find that it looks like it's dozens of feet high.

It seems to be shrinking, but in fact it is expanding at an extremely fast speed, which is a sign of the manifestation of the will, and it is something that only a true artistic conception martial artist can do.

It can be said that in addition to cultivation, Wu Ming's own martial arts realm is already completely an artistic conception martial artist, and even above!

After all, the aura fluctuations of the mountain phantom were far stronger than the bell-shaped cover, and it was more condensed!

But all this is just the cornerstone that Wu Ming has been polishing since he stepped into the martial arts.

Only a solid foundation can build a high-rise building!

Wu Ming's mind is distracted and used for both purposes, and while running the exercises, he replays all kinds of cultivation in his past and present lives.

Whenever there was a cluster of distracting thoughts, the palm of the king seal shook slightly, and the power of the mysterious luck of the Xuanzhi and the Xuan, with the power of the unity of all the people, defeated it, so that he could devote himself to cultivation.

Time passes, I don't know how long it has been, maybe it is a moment, it may seem like years, or even longer.

"Condensation!"

When the form fluctuations of the two wills reached their peak, and the internal force showed a state of true qi, Wu Ming suddenly exhaled and opened his voice, and with a powerful and incomparable spiritual will, he forcibly gathered the two forces and compressed them into his body with all his might.

Although it is the power that he has worked hard to cultivate, but such a condensation will naturally make the internal force that is already in a state of explosive breakthrough rebound, and it is extremely violent.

Airplanes!

The light and shadow trembled, the energy overflowed, the yao mourning hall flickered brightly and darkly, and the light and shadow trembled.

Not only that, the internal force is reversed, even with Wu Ming's current powerful body, he can't quench the meridians like steel.

"Boom!"

The severe pain hit his body, and Wu Ming's long-term will to be enlightened and refined was also trembling.

But there was only a hint of fluctuation, and even the overflowing internal force was re-converged.

The two forms of will continued to shrink into the body, first the mountain phantom, and finally it seemed to cover a golden egg, firmly suppressing the bell-shaped pattern and continuously compressing it into the body.

With such a high intensity of compression of internal force, the meridians can't bear it, and cracks that can't be used by flesh continue to appear, impacting the flesh, and bursts of fine blood mist appear on the surface of the body, dyeing the clothes red, like two kinds of light and shadow like dyed blood!

And its breath also fell from the peak of the qi realm, again and again, until it fell to the bottom!

"Lian!"

Wu Ming's forehead was sweaty, his muscles were bursting up, his whole body was trembling, and he burst into tears again.

Buzz!

Almost at the same time, the Nine Apertures of Life Fire moved in unison, hula and cheer in the Aperture, setting off bursts of light and flames, licking the nothingness.

The internal force that was compressed to the extreme was like fuel oil, and with every shaking of the life fire, it turned into an invisible phosgene and dissipated.

To be precise, it is not dissipated, but in an invisible form, under the mobilization of Wu Ming's strong will, it is constantly integrated into the bell-shaped cover.

From the outside to the inside, the phantom of the mountains is squeezed, and from the inside to the outside, the Nine Orifices are tempered by the fire, and the massive internal force fed back by its flesh is squeezed into it without missing a bit of refining.

Smack!

At the same time, the bell-shaped cover seemed to be unable to withstand the strong pressure from inside and outside, making a crisp glass-like cracking sound, and the clearly visible lines were densely diffused.

"Boom!"

Wu Ming's figure staggered, he snorted, his face turned pale suddenly, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, under the influence of his strong will, he operated the exercises and maintained his figure.

It's just that the power of the nine-layer "Golden Bell Jar" shattered and turned into fine points of light, and under the strong pressure of the two forces, it reacted on the physical body, and instantly pierced out countless fine bloody eyes that were invisible to the naked eye.

Snort!

In an instant, Wu Ming became a bloody man!

But no matter what kind of trials and tribulations the physical body goes through, it cannot shake its will to be tempered for thousands of years.

As the exercises worked, all the spilled blood stains were absorbed back into the body, leaving only a layer of dried black-brown scabs, densely covering the whole body!

From a distance, it seems that there is a layer of blood mud, and Wu Ming, who is motionless, has become a clay sculpture of a flesh fetus!

If it weren't for the phantom of the mountains that were still flickering on the surface of the body, I am afraid that they would all think that they were dead!

At this moment, Wu Ming's mind was all concentrated in his body, and the operation of the exercises no longer needed to be maintained by him, and he was completely able to operate by instinct.

The "Golden Bell Jar" can be completed into a wisp of golden body qi, and Buddhism can cooperate with this qi to cultivate the golden body of Arhats, which requires the cooperation of profound Buddhist scriptures.

As the saying goes, people fight for a breath, and the Buddha receives a stick of incense. I don't practice Buddhism, but I can do it!"

Wu Ming's will was as condensed as iron, not moving at all, enduring the pain of ten thousand insects, for this golden body qi!

This method comes from the cultivation experience given by Zhichun before leaving!

Since he decided to take the path of both internal and external cultivation and dual cultivation of the Dharma body, he naturally would not allow the "Golden Bell Jar", which had been cultivated with great difficulty, to only use the artistic conception.

Only by attaining true martial arts can we give full play to the full role of hard skills.

And this golden body qi is the most critical key!

With his tempered will, strong talent, plus his own martial arts experience and various opportunities, Wu Ming just wants to fight for this breath!

It's not for the wretched spirit that I received in the Shaolin Temple, it's really for the future martial arts, pure and simple, without impurities!

The bell-shaped cover that was shattered before was the embodiment of the power of the Golden Bell Jar of Consummation, and at this time, all of them turned into pale golden fine points of light that were invisible to the naked eye and pressed into the body.

And under the powerful tempering of the mountain phantom and the nine orific life fires, it constantly transforms from condensation to nothingness, and then from nothingness to condensation.

It's like a real peerless divine soldier, only after a thousand temperings, will it show its edge!

It's just that such a new way to condense the golden body qi, even if Wu Ming has been preparing for a long time, countless people rely on his full strength, he is still unable to do it!

The point of light that had been switching between disillusionment reached a climax, and after reaching a point, it turned into a small ray of light and suddenly collapsed.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't maintain this form, and it collapsed again and again, causing the body meridians to be injured again.

The coagulated blood scab was shaken open, oozing red blood stains, like broken mud tires, flowing all over the ground.

This kind of collapse from the inside out, even with Wu Ming's will, could not be stopped.

"Can't you?"

Exhaustion swept through his body, and Wu Ming was drowsy.

For the sake of this golden body, it can be said that all the strength was mobilized, but the difficulty was still underestimated.

This is also reasonable, after all, every Buddhist power that condenses the golden body has spent an unknown amount of time, with profound Buddhism, a little bit of self-strength, after countless years, to achieve the golden body of Arhat!

Even if Wu Ming is completely prepared for it, if it sounds good, it is a different way, and if it doesn't sound good, it is a crooked way that has gone astray!

"No, I can't throw in the towel!"

All kinds of past and present lives flashed in his mind like a marquee, Wu Ming saw the "Diamond Sutra" flashing in the depths of the sea of knowledge, saw the invisible Yutan Brahma flower imprinted in the flesh and skin behind him, and saw the shining lotus lamp in the heavenly gate!

Airplanes!

When he looked intently at the "Diamond Sutra" and saw the short and obscure half of the scriptures in it, the magnificent and majestic Buddha light emerged, shining in all directions.

Almost at the same time, the Utamhara bloomed with a golden glow that enveloped its back like a root system all over its body.

The swaying blue-purple wick of the lotus lamp seemed to be sensitive, and a flame of light escaped lightly, and suddenly turned into a point of light and scattered.

Airplanes!

The collapsing light trembled, and under the action of several forces, it softened into silk, spreading from one point to the surrounding like a spider's web, enveloping the cracked meridians.

In this way, countless places in its body emerged, little by little, piece by piece, and finally connected into a line, intertwined and overlapped, and constantly condensed, becoming a pale golden curtain of light.

There are extremely mysterious lines on the light curtain, like the manifestation lines of the golden bell jar, and like Sanskrit.

Airplanes!

Under the touch of spiritual power, there was a slight shock, and it actually made a humming sound like Sanskrit Zen lawsuits, which was pleasant to the ear and obscure.

"Hoo ......"

Wu Ming let out a long breath of turbidity, exhaustion surged like a tide, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

Through the scattered blood scabs and cracks, you can see the white skin like a baby, and as you breathe, the golden light curtain flickers on and off, flashing on the surface of its body and in its meridians.