This is the breath of civilization, it is humanitarian, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there is humanity!

Wang Daoming tasted that kind of divine and clear things, carefully adjusted his heart, and suddenly, Wang Daoming seemed to be integrated into this world, and he had an innate sense of familiarity with everything in this small village.

Heaven and man are one!

A word jumped out of Wang Daoming's heart, this is a realm depicted in boxing in his previous life, Wang Daoming has only played two punches of the unity of heaven and man, which is a realm after a high degree of harmony and unity between man and nature, Wang Daoming actually grasped it at this moment.

Wang Daoming felt his own progress, and his state of mind was a little bit away from the fetal breath, and it was difficult to cross the threshold from the god to the fetal breath, but once it was crossed, it was the gap between the mortal and the extraordinary, the difference between man and god!

Suddenly, Wang Daoming found that there was a commotion ahead, and it turned out that there was a group of girls from the Putuo tribe, setting up a few rings, attracting many onlookers.

Wang Daoming asked Mu Qingqing, and two smears of red light flew out of Mu Qingqing's face: "That is a custom of our Putuo people, the Putuo people advocate the strong, and if you like a person, you have to subdue him, only in this way can you express the love in your heart!" ”

Wang Daoming suddenly understood, this is an alternative competition to recruit relatives, that is, the Putuo tribe's way of showing love is a little special, but Wang Daoming doesn't think there is a problem, the Putuo tribe is located at the foot of Taihang Mountain, the climate is harsh, there are many fierce beasts, although such a primitive tribe has moved towards civilization, but in the end there is still a remnant of the former wildness.

Only the strong have the right to mate!

It was late at night, the lights in the village were gradually extinguished, Wang Daoming did not sleep, but practiced boxing in an open martial arts arena.

Wang Daoming played the Five Elements Boxing, stepping on the Seven Stars, constantly moving, his fist was very light, giving people a feeling of being handled lightly, as if there was no strength, but Wang Daoming was not easy.

Because of Wang Daoming's every movement, the strong wind at a distance of three feet from his whole body was crackling, as if an invisible force exploded in the void.

In the end, even the fallen leaves on the ground were picked up by the invisible strong wind, and finally crushed.

This is the realm of stepping on the gang in the martial arts, in the legend of the Daomen, the stepping gang step can communicate the world and the world, calling for wind and rain, this is of course an exaggeration, and the martial arts in the gang step fight, is a step, the strong wind agitation, and the body of the Zhou is densely packed.

If you want to do this, you must have physical strength, speed, strength, muscles, internal organs, bones, coordination, and explosive power to the point of being incredible.

The kung fu of stepping on the gang step fight has been lost in the previous life, and the legend says that if the Dan Dao master is stepping on the gang step fight, he can step out of a foot of gang qi, and this world also has a corresponding method, called Yu Bu.

This is a Taoist martial art, and it is also collected in the Yuan Shi Demon Palace, and Wang Daoming has studied it before, but because his control of the strength is not subtle enough, he cannot reach the highest level.

Until just now, he grasped the essence of civilization, understood some of the truth of the unity of heaven and man, his soul became stronger, and his grasp of strength became more and more subtle.

Within three feet, even if it was a martial arts master, if he didn't touch the threshold of the Ming God, he would be blown away by the qi he stepped out.

This is what Buddhism says about the realm of supernatural power itself, if it is before the progress of the soul, Wang Daoming will not be able to reach the highest level even if he has practiced Yubu for ten years, but now, his realm has arrived, and his martial arts will naturally be complete!

"When I break through the fetal breath, my physical strength will grow again, and my mind will be more keen, I may not be able to rely on the kung fu of stepping on the gang, and go directly to the void, but the stepping gang is too physical, even if I have the help of Jindan, I am not afraid of physical exertion, but the exhaustion of the soul cannot be avoided, and I can't go far at all!" Running the strength in his body, Wang Daoming's heart was dark.

As far as the current situation is concerned, stepping on the gang step fight actually has no meaning to Wang Daoming, that is, it looks like a supernatural power, but in fact it has no lethal power.

But the future is not necessarily, the principle of stepping on the gang step bucket, is a kind of mastery of the air flow, if after the Wang Daoming soul of the insight into the world is keen enough, when there are rain clouds through the mountain, Wang Daoming into the mountain to step on the gang step bucket, the long howl, may not be able to trigger the change of the sky, so that the heavy rain pours.

It's not superfluous, it's science!

In the end, Wang Daoming stopped, the speed of his heart gradually slowed down, and when his qi and blood calmed down, Wang Daoming returned to the room, and directly entered the highest state of Nirvana with the kung fu of supreme yoga secret art, and fell into a deep sleep.

After only sleeping for three hours, Wang Daoming woke up, although he didn't sleep for long, Wang Daoming was still full of energy.

Walking out of the room, the sky was already slightly bright, and there were bursts of rooster crows from the village, which seemed quiet and distant.

Wang Daoming quietly went out of the village, did not alarm anyone, he wanted to go to Qingzhou, first of all, he had to pass through the snowfield, the road was far away, he was not ready to take a car, but to walk over, while walking and practicing, just to understand the martial arts.

There are only less than two months left before the decisive battle, and Wang Daoming has no time to stay here, not to mention, there is no place worth staying here for Wang Daoming.

The reincarnation monument is related to the land of reincarnation, the land of reincarnation is very extraordinary, there is a true god in it, not a place where Wang Daoming can set foot now, as the Yuan Shi Heavenly Demon said, there are too many secrets buried in the earth.

Three eras, two heavenly courts, why did the gods fall into twilight, why did the age of all souls fall, who cut off the path of heaven and man 10,000 years ago, and the past years have been buried.

Wang Daoming's road to becoming the Origin Heavenly Demon is destined to be not smooth, but Wang Daoming doesn't care about these things now, there is still a road in front of him, he only needs to walk along the road now, and it is meaningless to think too much.

Stepping on the snowfield, the world is at a loss, Wang Daoming is very thin, but he does not feel cold at all, he walks very fast, one step is several zhang, stepping on the snow without a trace, as if shrinking into inches.

Wang Daoming's martial arts have been on his body, and now, he walks and sits and lies down, all with martial arts, ups and downs are martial arts footwork, containing all kinds of exquisite energy operation.

While walking, Wang Daoming's soul seemed to be one with this empty and pure snowfield, the nine seals of the Yuan Demon and the divine intention of the heavenly wheel of life and death circulated in Wang Daoming's heart, constantly baptizing and tempering Wang Daoming's heart.

Every time the heart beats, the blood washes the golden pill, transporting the blood rich in essence to the limbs and bones, nourishing every cell.

The transformation happened quietly, Wang Daoming was growing all the time, and he was getting closer and closer to cultivating the fetal breath and practicing the supernatural powers.

In the past seven or eight days, Wang Daoming has approached the edge of the snowfield, during this time, Wang Daoming has spent time in continuous walking, and when he is tired, he sits directly on the spot, falling into a deep sleep, and with his current physical strength, he is not afraid of freezing to death.

"The front should be the boundary of Hezhou, separated from Qingzhou by five states, there is still plenty of time, just borrow from Yongzhou, and then go to Qingzhou!" Silently calculated the route, Wang Daoming said secretly in his heart.

Hezhou is the source of Luoshui, and Yongzhou is the junction of the Huai River and Luoshui, Luoshui is clear, the Huai River is turbid, the confluence of the two rivers, the water flow is agitated, it forms a natural Taiji map, which is also the source of Heluo culture in this world, this source is almost the same as the world of Wang Daoming's previous life.

It's just that in the previous life, because of environmental pollution, the natural Taiji diagram has disappeared, but this world is different, the natural Taiji diagram still exists, Wang Daoming has long wanted to see it, but he has never had the opportunity.