"My soul now is part of the soul that the ontology has fused.

It is the original humanity that has stripped away all transcendent characteristics, but the connection still exists, so the power of the ontology can be called.

In other words, everything in my body is just the armor of my soul now.

It's just that this armor is an armor that will devour my soul.

It made me invincible, but it also made my humanity disappear.

I can summon it at any time, and the more times I can summon it, the greater the dependence, the lower the success rate of my reincarnation and soul refining, and eventually I will become the sun, moon and stars that are no longer human. ”

The three-year-old boy stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the clouds and mist, his eyes full of depth that did not match his age.

He clenched his small pink fist.

The Xuan Qi on the fist gathers.

He threw a punch back, and the Xuan Qi swung out a wave of qi with his fist, and the qi wave separated the air, producing the roar of a fierce beast running.

The Dragon Descending Fist Technique was quickly used by him.

After a few times, the boy who had just entered the Tongxuan had mastered the Dragon Descending Fist technique.

Think for a moment.

The fist technique has evolved directly to the Great Perfection.

Xia Ji followed this new boxing technique rooted in the Black Dragon Fist Method, and advanced several times through meticulous drills.

It wasn't until he was completely proficient in the trajectory of this force that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Others need exercises, and he only needs to deduce them.

Boxing is more flexible than swordsmanship, and it is also more symbolic of human will.

Weapons have true meaning, and Xia Ji has seen a lot in his "previous life", but he has never heard of the true meaning of boxing.

There must be some secret in this.

The highest level of the Black Dragon Fist Technique will make the person who uses the fist look like a black whirlwind, and Wen Jiu's Afterimage Grass Knife before should have come from this.

The top layer of the dragon descending fist method has a higher intention, so it will make the boxer like a black torrent, in addition to speed, the power is also much stronger, speed plus strength, I am afraid that even a thick shield may be able to smash it.

Xia Ji thought about it and turned around suddenly.

Pinch your fist.

The fist style actually showed a substantial gallop, as if it was a thousand troops.

Boom!

The mountain rocks behind him were shattered by the blow, and the power was terrifying.

But Xia Ji was not satisfied.

"This superficial power is not enough for me to concentrate on my practice, and even if I look around, what I find nowadays may not be as good as what I created casually.

So... I need to combine what I have thought and learned, create a martial art that I can't control immediately, and use this as a basis to refine my soul in the process of practicing boxing.

The so-called black dragon is actually nothing more than speed.

Descending the dragon is nothing but speed plus strength.

And what kind of boxing is something that I can't control, so that I can only make inferences, and I can't make sense for a moment?"

The three-year-old boy looked at the sky.

Winter.

The weather in the Secret Cave seems to be the same as in the outer areas.

The snow falls again in the north.

At this time three years ago, he was still alone in the world with Bai Yan Luo on the Cloud Heart Pavilion, as a monster.

And now, he has ushered in a new life.

With manpower, how can we distort the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao, and how can we interrupt fate?

Three months in a row.

Xia Ji has been sitting in the gazebo halfway up the mountain, and it is hard to believe that a boy at the age of a bear child can actually quietly watch the snow for a day.

It wasn't until the two young ladies dragged him back to eat, bathe, and sleep that he stopped.

Although Wen Jiu of the Tenglong Martial Arts Hall under the mountain had a broken arm, he was shocked when he looked at the changed "Black Dragon Fist Method", although many places were only extremely subtle adjustments, a small angle deviation, a breath, and a momentum brewing, but the effect was completely different.

Although his heart and will are not excellent, he is also a martial arts wizard, and he was fascinated by the "Black Dragon Boxing Method" for a while, and after reading it every day, he practiced boxing with one arm.

During this period, Su Yi and Feng Fei also went down the mountain to buy materials, and he respectfully called the two fairy sisters, and asked the fairy sister to ask the little fairy when he was free and could guide him a few more times.

Xia Ji thought about it for three months.

He didn't deliberately shy away from the Infinity One.

Instead, it tries to integrate the idea of infinity into one, as in the new boxing method.

Slowly, he had a glimmer of realization.

Suddenly stood up and walked out of the gazebo.

"Little fairy!" Feng Fei wanted to come up with an umbrella, but she had only taken a few steps before she stopped.

She felt a strange aura on the boy who was about to turn five years old.

The boy closed his eyes, raised his right hand high, and clenched his fists.

In an instant, the punch moved.

He didn't use Xuanqi.

It's just pure human power.

The snowflakes began to converge with the fist, levitating outside the fist, merging into a flying snowball, making the fist a snow fist.

Xia Ji's body suddenly tightened, and his fist burst out.

The backlash of the flying snow collided with the falling snow, creating a slight collision.

Feng Fei only thought it was interesting when she looked at it.

This little trick is quite interesting, and the little fairy will play these little tricks.

She didn't think it was anything, because the power of this punch might be strong among mortals, but for her, it was no longer worth it.

Feng Fei didn't understand what she was saying, she just looked at it interestingly.

Distance.

Under the snow.

Xia Ji let go of his fist, pondered for a moment, and muttered: "Since I am still weak, then I need to rely on the power of heaven and earth, but I only rely on it, not relying on it, I just use it to sharpen, not to slack off because of it."

But before that, I should try my limits. ”

He also came out with his left hand, clenched his fists, and made a simple and ordinary starting hand style.

And then all of a sudden it moved.

His fists moved in a wonderful rhythm, and the five-year-old child slammed into the snow, but he was not stained, but many snowflakes converged towards his two fists.

It's a kind of accumulation.

A set of actions is played.

Xia Ji stopped suddenly, and he was really moving like thunder, quiet as an abyss.

A punch comes out.

Boom!!

The bucket-sized snow fist flew forward, and it flew through the air for three feet before dissipating.

Use up this formula.

Xia Ji only felt that the whole person was in prostration, his heartbeat accelerated, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness arose in his heart, the scenery in front of him was superimposed, and one stumbled and fell to the ground.

Feng Fei's body was like the wind, and she swept quickly, just hugging the boy, only to see that the child was pale.

The girl was shocked: "Blood deficiency!"

Hurriedly carried the boy back to the house.

Then the two girls got busy.

Fortunately, I bought some beef bones, wild ginseng, medicinal herbs and the like at the bottom of the mountain.

Although Bigu Fruit can not be hungry, but it is only that, if you need to use therapeutic food to cooperate with the practice, you still need to do something extra, Qinghe Town Martial Arts is prosperous, so these things are also a lot.

And because the cave is abundant, whether it is the cattle and sheep raised, or the medicinal materials planted, they are far beyond the outside.

After half a day, Su Yi had already simmered the wild ginseng beef bone soup with a big supplement, and at the same time made a few super-supplemented stir-fried dishes, all of which were big meat.

Xia Ji drank the hot soup, and then rested for a full day, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"My limits are so weak.

That punch just now, if I use Xuan Qi to unleash it, I'm afraid there will be no problem at all.

But I wanted to use my own strength to exert it, but it instantly caused a deficit in qi and blood. ”

Looking up at the window, the snow was still falling, and the sound of firecrackers could be faintly heard in the town.

Squeak.

There was a knock at the door.

Feng Fei came in with a night of rice balls that meant a happy reunion.

She vaguely wondered if the fairy named Haoyue before would not come back this year or next.

The little immortal is so pitiful, he has no family at such a young age.

Feng Fei suddenly felt a sense of pity, and she smiled: "Little immortal, Sister Xiaoyi is still cooking, and we will celebrate the New Year together in a while." ”

Xia Ji also felt a little warm in his heart.

"Aunt Fei, the food has helped me adjust recently, I have to eat six meals a day, and each meal must have meat that nourishes the blood.

In addition, let's make the pot where I cooked rice a tube.

By the way, is there anything else in the town besides beef?"

Feng Fei was stunned.

Sleep, six meals a day?

Is this the rhythm of breakfast, lunch and dinner, plus morning tea, afternoon tea and supper?

Replace the pot for cooking rice with a bucket?

Little fairy, are you quite a rice bucket?

Seeing that she was in a daze, Xia Ji said again: "Aunt Fei, is there anything else in the town besides beef?"

Feng Fei came back to his senses and said: "Just cattle, sheep and pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, these were originally brought by the town of Qinghe Town, but when they arrived in the land of immortals, these animals grew very quickly, which could barely meet the needs of martial arts practitioners."

But other than that, it's gone. ”

"Then make me some beef for every meal, I know the price will not be cheap, use the things on the Immortal Mountain to find a fixed channel to provide it for us, or go to Wen Jiu for help. ”

Xia said a few words simply.

After three months of contemplation, he has created a new boxing technique.

He exhausted his own thoughts and came up with the first two styles of this boxing method: turning the sky and empty.

The so-called overturning the sky is the fist, the world is overturned, even if there are infinite numbers, I will also turn it over with one hand!

The so-called emptiness means that even if the heavens and the earth are endless, endless, vast, and vast, even if there are immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons in the heavens and on the ground, but if I punch out, everything is empty.

There is nothing in heaven and earth but me!

The former is a kind of domineering and domineering, and the latter is a kind of quiet and almost lonely invincibility.

Xia Ji thought about it for three months.

Three months allowed him to sketch out the Seven Styles.

And turning the sky upside down, and all are empty, but the first two styles, and the last five styles still need him to slowly explore and pursue.

It's a pity that I can't even use the first type of upside down.

If you rely on Xuan Qi, the effect will naturally be prominent, and with the existence of a star soul, others will not be able to easily crush Xuan Qi on themselves.

But Xia Ji understands that the so-called Xuan Qi is nothing more than the breath of this universe, a kind of dependence.

If you want to embark on the path of soul refining, how can you always rely on these?

"It's a pity that manpower is sometimes exhausted, and if you want to become stronger, you need to devour the flesh and blood of all things. ”

Xia Ji drank the hot beef bone soup that had just been served, and a force was entering his body, which made him look dark, and he thought quietly, "If this is tiger meat, dragon meat, or even the flesh and blood of higher-dimensional creatures, can I get more?"

There is a profession in this world called Hunter Chef, maybe refining souls in this life, it is not bad for me to take this path. ”