"Reiki!" Hong Yi muttered thoughtfully.

At this point, after listening to An Heng's explanation, Hong Yi undoubtedly has a further understanding of martial arts.

In this way, with the passage of time, Hong Yi stood on a stake in the inner world every morning, went to the library of the fox to read at noon, and returned to the inner world in the evening to listen to An Heng explain some boxing principles and some boxing techniques.

So back and forth, this day Daqian finally ushered in the first snow since the beginning of winter, the white snow spread all over the West Mountain, the cold wind blowing in the mountain was biting, like an ice knife, inadvertently opened a hole in your face, and you were unconscious.

The foxes who often played outside also moved to the cave, and a curtain was lowered at the entrance of the cave to block the cold wind in the valley.

The villa in the inner heaven and earth is in the open space.

Looking at Hong Yi, who had just finished standing on the pile, An Heng suddenly said: "Yi'er, today I will officially teach you the fighting style of Xingyi Fist!" ”

When Hong Yi heard this, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, but he still maintained his calmness.

Although today is only the third day of Hong Yi's stump, in Anheng nourishes his body with a large amount of aura, and every time Hong Yi stands on the stump, he will definitely enter a state of innate chaos and inability to be thoughtless.

This also makes the effect of Hongyi standing far more than ordinary people, and the change in physical fitness can be said to be a step up a day.

In just three days, Hong Yi has been reborn, and now the strength of his body's qi and blood is comparable to that of a Ming Jin martial artist.

As long as Hong Yi learns how to play and integrates the strength of his whole body, he will be a real Ming Jin martial artist.

When An Heng began to teach Hong Yi Xingyi boxing, the result was not beyond his expectations.

It can only be said that Hong Yi is worthy of being the son of the era, with peerless talent, as long as An Heng demonstrates any Xingyi boxing style, Hong Yi can learn it quickly, and he learns it well, and he doesn't need An Heng to correct his mistakes at all.

After Hong Yi learned how to play, in addition to standing on the pile, he had an extra combat training every morning.

An Heng fed Hong Yi, just like when Tang Zichen taught An Heng, An Heng also taught Hong Yi in this way.

The rest of the schedule remains the same, you should read books in the afternoon, and listen to the boxing scriptures in the evening.

In the afternoon of the same day, Hong Yi went outside to read as usual after lunch, while An Heng began his cultivation of the Mida Sutra.

"Stupid, when I'm out of my body, I'll do what I just said!" An Heng commanded the bracelet.

"Got it, master!" Clumsy quickly responded.

In the next second, I saw an An Heng's divine soul flying out of the body, and then stood next to the body.

At this moment, the bracelet on the wrist of the flesh suddenly lit up with a trace of electric light that was only the thickness of a hair.

I saw An Heng's divine soul directly stretched out his hand and touched the bracelet, when the palm and electric light condensed by the divine soul touched each other.

In an instant, An Heng instantly felt a strong stinging pain spread throughout the whole body of the divine soul, but after all, it was the body of a ghost and a fairy, and the stinging pain came and went quickly.

At this time, An Heng quietly felt the changes in the divine soul, and the idea of forming the divine soul did shrink, but he obviously stared a lot, and this discovery also verified the feasibility of electric shock soul training.

Although An Heng has no way to control the size of the Thunder Tribulation in the Yang God World, he can experience it in advance with the current generated by the bracelet, after all, the size of the voltage can be adjusted at will.

Of course, the most important thing is that An Heng wants to experience the effect of the Mida Sutra to restore the damage of the soul, and to comprehend the eternal and unchanging realm of the past.

Kill two birds with one stone!

In this way, An Heng instructed Clumsy to increase the voltage little by little, and then continued to use the current to refine the soul, and at the same time comprehended the past Mida Sutra.

When the sun was about to set, the divine soul that was originally the same size as the physical body was now only half the size of An Heng's physical body, but the thoughts that made up the divine soul became as crystal clear and hard in texture.

Moreover, before An Heng's soul was baptized by electricity, it was still extremely cold, but now the cold aura on the soul has disappeared for the most part, revealing a little yang and peaceful breath.

In the process of this divine soul being tempered by the current, it was constantly damaged and restored to its original state, and An Heng also naturally comprehended the eternal and unchanging realm of the past.

At this time, the electric current can play a small role in the divine soul, after all, it is not a real thunder, and it lacks the true meaning of the birth of heaven and earth.

The electricity generated by the machine is dead, and it only has the power of destruction, not the effect of creation.

Therefore, no matter how much you increase the power of the current, there is no way to completely turn An Heng's divine soul into pure yang, and if you want to become the realm of pure yang of your thoughts, you can only go to the Yang God World to cross the first thunder tribulation.

Immediately, An Heng's mind moved, his soul returned to his body, took over his physical body again, and then opened the hole in space and took Hong Yi back to the inner heaven and earth.

And at this moment, An Hengxin felt something and looked in the direction of the villa, only to see a powerful idea fluctuating in the sky above the villa, and at the same time, it also drove many air currents to fluctuate together.

I saw that under the influence of this powerful thought, the air flow changed from time to time, condensed, and faintly appeared all kinds of phantoms, the tower of Taiyu with suppressive space, representing the bell of the Celestial Pole throughout the ages, and the Taishang Daozun who was dressed in Taoist robes and had a strict appearance without a trace of emotion, or became a Buddha wearing a robe intertwined with the sun, moon and stars, sitting in a vacuum, eternally immovable with an icy cloud face.

Eventually, the air flowed erratically, and the sky above the villa suddenly became a field of ice and snow, and then a small sapling grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, then sprouted, and finally bloomed with a tree of blood-colored plum blossoms.

In the next second, the plum blossoms fell, covering the white snow with a red carpet, and then the whole picture flashed and disappeared, turning into countless complex and profound scriptures, symbols, and finally fell silent.

When the powerful thought fluctuations completely calmed down, the ice cloud in a white dress slowly walked out of the unpredictable aura and wave phantom.

This feeling is as if from the unreal to the real, and it is as if the person in the portrait suddenly came out of the painting and came to reality.

At this time, Hong Yi, who had watched the whole process, was shocked and said, "Mother, who is she?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at An Heng, hoping that his master could solve his doubts.

At this time, An Heng was in a very good mood, and said with a smile: "Bingyun's divine soul cultivation has finally recovered and returned to the realm of ghosts and immortals. ”

"Ghosts?" Hong Yi is happy for his mother, but at the same time he has some longing.

Because this is also the goal that Hongyi needs to achieve, the direction of his efforts.

At this time, I saw that the spirit of the ice cloud above the villa flew in front of An Heng and Hong Yi after a few breaths.

Seeing the white dress of Bingyun's spirit of speech fluttering in the wind, as if it were substance, An Heng said, "Congratulations!" ”

"Mother, congratulations on your cultivation!" Hong Yi also congratulated Meng Bingyun from the bottom of his heart.

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