It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

As soon as he entered the breakthrough state and mobilized his true qi to impact the meridians, Wang Xu instantly died in pain.

All over your body, it seems that there are countless little mice swimming under the skin, and the feeling of tearing and swelling coexists, as if someone is trying to use a cucumber to stuff it into your nostrils.

"Poof!"

In just a moment, Wang Xu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the true qi in his whole body was no longer under control, and he scattered like a frightened deer.

"True Qi Reverse Current!"

Wang Xu took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his physical discomfort, wanting to regain control.

Zhenqi didn't listen to him, and ran around aimlessly.

Whenever in the same meridian, two true qi in front of the other and one in the back face each other, just like two trains coming on the same track, with a bang, people are turned on their backs.

Bang, bang, bang!!

The acupuncture points on Wang Xu's body kept exploding, and every time it exploded, it was a collision of true qi.

Under his perception, the meridians at the place where the True Qi collided were rapidly shattering, like smashed glass, and they were about to shatter.

Sou!!

At the critical moment, a white light shone through.

Wang Xu was shining with white light on his body, warm and very comfortable, and under his perception, the meridians that were about to be broken were also healing rapidly as if they had been coated with glue.

Destruction and repair, destruction and rebirth, are staged in Wang Xu's body all the time.

He didn't know how many times he had fainted, if it was an ordinary great master, he would have already died of broken tendons and veins in the fainting death, and he was fainting and waking up again and again, waking up and dizzy, repeating this change again and again.

"How can this be, the great master breakthrough I have seen in the classics, it seems that the meridians are not so difficult to open up, right?" To promote the broken level, the main thing is to open up the tendons and veins, widen and deepen the meridians of the whole body, and gather them into a net to reach the point of integration.

Wang Xu's marrow washing sutra comes from the God of Food plane, where the vitality of heaven and earth is sufficient, and there are endless broken level masters, as the Shaolin Temple of Shaolin in the north, there will be no shortage of broken level masters.

In the classics left by those masters, the promotion of the Great Grandmaster to the Broken Realm is just a shortcut to the wind, and I have never heard of the Great Grandmaster being promoted to the Broken Level, and there are those who can't even break through the meridians.

And he used his true qi to impact the meridians, and the meridians did not open up, but instead bounced the true qi back, causing the true qi to flow backwards, which is different from what is recorded in the classics.

Could it be that his physical fitness is too strong, and even his meridians have been increased, which is different from other great grandmasters?

Wang Xu kept coughing up blood, and whenever he was about to die, a healing light appeared, and pulled him back from before the door of death.

He didn't know how long the process lasted, he fell unconscious again and again, woke up again and again, and there was nothing else but endless pain.

After a long time, Wang Xu woke up from his coma again, and suddenly found that the meridians had actually broken into spider webs in the destruction and repair, but the spider silk of each spider web was a small channel, diverting the true qi of a meridian hundreds of times, but making them quiet.

From Wang Xu's point of view, the meridians are like an aerial picture taken from the sky over Beijing.

The small meridians, like alleys, connect the entire city of Beijing, and there is a very beautiful sense of déjà vu.

"It's different, the opening of the veins recorded in the classics only opens up the original meridians, and I directly turned a small meridian into a network of hundreds of connected and smaller meridians connected to each other again, is this change good or bad?"

Wang Xu was lying in the medical warehouse, feeling the meridian network all over his body, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while.

Move your arms, they are strong and powerful, and you have the illusion that a punch can pierce the sky.

After mobilizing the true qi, the true qi travels smoothly, several times more flexible than before, and the mind moves the true qi to where to go.

"Zhi Brain, how long have I been in a coma?"

"196 hours..."

Wang Xu touched his head, 196 hours, isn't it eight days and eight nights.

This time it was not as long as the last time when he was on the God of Food plane, and the time from the Grandmaster to the Great Grandmaster was long, but the level of danger was not the same.

Without the healing light of the medical chamber, he would not have enough nine lives to die, let alone have a network of meridians all over his body.

Feeling the dense network of meridians and the total amount of true qi like a tide, Wang Xu couldn't help but smile: "Sure enough, if you have money, you can become stronger!" ”

This latest medical warehouse of the Locke Federation is worth up to 80 million Lockecoins, which is enough to buy 80 energy planets outside.

Without this money, he would not be able to buy a medical warehouse, and without a medical warehouse, he would not be able to hold on to his tendons, and he would not be able to die again in the current situation, and there would be no blessing in disguise.

Therefore, there is no fluke factor in his success, and the results are like this several times, this is the strength of the RMB warriors.

Casual players rely on luck, RMB players rely on strength, just like a little boy riding a bicycle, compared with a little boy who drives a children's electric car, the bicycle rider has long lost at the starting line.

"Due to being in a coma for a long time, your blood sugar is low, your blood pressure is low, it is recommended that you lie down for a while, now your brain has woken up, but your body is still in a state of adaptation."

Seeing that Wang Xu wanted to open the medical warehouse, the Zhi Brain in the training room gave advice.

Wang Xu ignored Zhinao's suggestion at all, opened the door of the medical warehouse, and said, "Shower!" ”

"Roger!"

A metal pipe poked out of the ceiling and turned into a shower and sprayed at Wang Xu's body.

The clothes on Wang Xu's body were already rotten, and the dried blood stains were very uncomfortable sticking to them, and he shook the clothes to pieces with a shock of internal force, and began to wash them in front of the shower head.

After washing for more than ten minutes, the blood stains on his body were washed away, and the whole person also recovered his spirits.

According to Zhi Brain's suggestion, he should supplement nutrition, but he rejected the proposal and said, "Fist strength testing machine!" ”

The floor sank and the fist tester went up.

Wang Xu moved his limbs, suddenly burst out, and his fists rained out.

One punch: "228400!" ”

Another punch: "229300!" ”

Third punch: "232500!" ”

Wang Xu did not stop, one punch was faster than another, and on the boxing power testing machine, the value was always shaking around 230,000.

Wang Xu became more and more enjoyable, and before he took the foreign fruit, his fist power was only 45,000.

After taking the Alien Fruit, at the peak of the Great Grandmaster, his fist power reached 65,000.

Now that he has broken through to the shattered level, the change is even more obvious, and the destructive power has suddenly increased by 3.5 times compared to the peak of the Great Grandmaster, which is a breakthrough in the life level.

You must know that in some low-level martial arts worlds, the broken level is enough to break the void and go to a higher world.

For example, the waves in the clouds and rain, the Ling Donglai in the broken void, and the emperor in the wind and clouds, in the low-martial world, these people are enough to be called immortals and demons.

Wang Xu is also in this realm now, and it is advancing with a perfect body, and in the level of the Broken Void, it will definitely not be a weakling.

"If I return to the God of Food plane now and fight against the Shaolin Abbot Master Mengyi, I don't know what the odds will be?" After being promoted to the broken level and his fist power increased dramatically, Wang Xu thought of the dream abbot who was once unfathomable in his eyes.

The abbot of the dream is the host of the Shaolin Temple, proficient in seventy-two stunts, practicing the two major magic skills of the Yijin Sutra and the Washing of the Pulp Sutra, and there is also a series of Buddhist magical powers such as Shenzutong, Tianertong, and Tianyantong.

Wang Xu silently calculated, the abbot of the Dream Relic did not have such an opportunity as him, it could not be a perfect breakthrough, and he should be weaker than him when he first entered the broken level.

However, the abbot of the dream relics was promoted to the broken level, twenty years earlier than him, and it was impossible to stand still in these twenty years, coupled with the mysterious and mysterious Buddhist powers, unless he used the power of equipment, the odds of winning would not be too high.

Of course, Wang Xu is just to compare, the God of Food plane has an immortal Buddha, and Master Mengyi is half of his teacher, he can't hide yet, it is impossible to find Master Mengyi to divide the victory and defeat.

"I have cultivated to the broken level, and according to the Sutra of Cleansing the Pulp, if I want to go up, I must comprehend the heart of compassion and achieve the true body of an Arhat. I don't mean to be a monk, and my compassion is not clear, it seems that the Pulp Washing Sutra will accompany me to this step at most, and I have to change the exercises if I want to go further. ”

The Pulp Washing Sutra is the highest-level exercise in Wang Xu's hands, which not only refers directly to the broken level, but also describes the cultivation of the Arhat realm above the broken level.

Just looking at the above description, it is compassion, a cycle of cause and effect, and a good deed and accumulation of virtue, which is different from Wang Xu's vision of martial arts, but is biased towards the path of Buddhism's heart cultivation.

It is definitely no problem to follow the practice, but Wang Xu does not want to continue to practice, because according to the nameless sweeping monk, Shaolin martial arts will correspond to Buddhist scriptures, and it is not possible to practice martial arts without reciting Buddha.

He scoffed at this statement before, but now he doesn't dare to think so, because the Arhat scroll of the Purifying Pulp Sutra is completely the method of cultivating the mind, the physical body is just a bitter boat to cross the sea of suffering, and the soul is the eternal light.

The group of bald donkey gods chattered, and Wang Xu was also afraid to continue practicing, and under the influence of the marrow washing meridian, it would not be fun to see through the red dust.

"For the time being, there is nothing wrong with watching the Pulp Washing Sutra, but the matter of transferring to other exercises is already imminent for me. I have experienced so many worlds, and I have never seen a more advanced exercise than the Pulp Washing Sutra, so it seems that I can only pin my hopes on the future world or create my own exercises. ”

Wang Xu fell into deep thought, shuttling through the door for a few months to open a new plane, as long as he was willing to pay time, more advanced exercises would definitely appear.

As for the self-created exercises, Wang Xu thought that he couldn't do it yet, he had only been cultivating for four or five years, and the evolution liquid had certainly saved him time, but it had also made him less precipitated.

If it is a broken-level master who takes one step at a time and slowly walks up, there is still the possibility of creating his own exercises.

He is a half-witter who has ascended to the sky in one step, and his IQ cannot reach the level of demon, even if he is locked up in a small black room for a hundred years, he will not dare to say that he has created his own exercises above the level of brokenness, unless...

"Unless you use a little trick!"

Wang Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the Rock Federation at this time, the artificial intelligence technology that the Mega people were proud of, and the huge computing power represented by the artificial intelligence.

He can't create exercises, but what about inputting countless exercises into the brain and letting the brain be responsible for deducing new exercises?