"No recovery, no detoxification. ”

"Ahh What should I do then?" Ning Mengzhen was even more worried.

"Don't do it. Xia Ji leaned back leisurely, looking up at the early summer sky, floating clouds, water and sky.

"If Pang Jing asks you again, you can tell him that he is eager to fight with me, and I am not. ”

"But, Holy Son, I don't see in you the slightest hint of longing. But... You don't seem to be giving up on yourself at all. ”

Ning Meng really felt that he had really seen a ghost.

Last time, the pink fairy was even wet with me, but you didn't have anything.

This time, Pang was frightened, and my heart was beating wildly, but you are still light and light.

You weren't that person before you lost your memory.

Could it be that amnesia can change so much that it awakens your second personality at once?

Xia Ji was stunned when he saw her, and used a head touch to kill.

The effect of touching the head to kill Lori is unimaginably increased.

Ning Mengzhen's cheeks suddenly flushed rose, "You... You... Do you really have the confidence to win him?"

"Yes. ”

A simple word.

Ning Mengzhen suddenly felt the strong confidence of the young man in front of him, as well as a grand spirit, which made the young man look particularly dazzling.

Even, her heart jumped like a frightened fawn.

This emotion was quickly put aside by her, she knew that the deeper she was now, the more miserable the rest of her life would be after being abandoned as a furnace, because her body would be cleaned, and her heart would fall on this man.

But this man just used her as a tool for a breakthrough in cultivation.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but gloomy again, and answered softly: "I will convey it to him." ”

Xia Ji nodded.

In fact, it is not difficult to break the situation, as long as he breaks through the second line of Rendu and reaches the realm of Great Perfection, and then shows it slightly, the deacons and elders will protect him.

However, do you need personal insurance?

Is this the kind of breakthrough you want?

...

...

Xia Ji watched Ning Mengzhen hold the boat and leave.

The water rippled out layers of ripples, and the golden sky was pierced by that rod, as if it was about to break a lake of broken gold.

What level of strength is Pang Jing?

Originally, he thought that it was just a low-martial world, but when he heard that ten years ago, the Holy Gate Master could go back and forth to Guangshan, thousands of miles away, to kill the enemy, he suddenly felt that he needed to re-understand this world.

What he possessed was a Jiazi internal force, but this was only the peak stage of the True Yuan Realm.

And the Holy Son and Pang Jing have already been in Great Perfection since they thought about it, don't say that the internal force of Yijiazi forms the true yuan, I am afraid that the second pulse of Ren Du has already been opened.

Could it be that it takes so long to cut a love thread?

The Holy Son was even willing to throw away his wife, and he didn't look like a person who wanted to cut off love at all.

The only answer is that they are suppressing, accumulating, preparing for more potential after entering the next realm.

And their strength naturally surpassed the Great Perfection long ago.

Xia Ji felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

Three months is like a countdown.

The worry in Ning Mengzhen's eyes also showed that Pang was terrifying.

Xiao Lu Ding had seen the real Holy Son, and since she seemed so worried, it must mean that unless she could recover to her original realm, she would not be able to fight Pang Jing at all.

He looked out to the other side of the lake.

There, too, there seemed to be a pair of eyes quietly watching themselves.

Turn around and return to Cloud Heart Pavilion.

He pulled out another fragment of the sword technique on the first floor, the cover was nameless, but the whole book was talking about one move: Sword Nine: King's Landing.

This is a well-behaved move that will force your enemies to confront your sword head-on.

For many, this trick is simply chicken ribs.

Because the move is to avoid the real and attack the false, how can you say that you have to confront the enemy head-on?

When the time comes, it will be hard work and internal strength.

What's more, this sword technique is a remnant, and this "Sword Nine.King's Landing" is obviously the ninth trick in this set of remnants, and it is a waste of time to spend effort to learn.

But Xia Ji has his own exquisiteness, others won't choose, he just chooses.

Then he went straight up the stairs, went to the second floor, and pulled out a copy of "Four Doors with Screens".

"Four Doors of the Screen" is the same as the name of the villain cultivation method in a martial arts book I read in my previous life.

The villain is called the Great General of Horror, and the Great General has not practiced this kung fu until he dies.

Xia Ji didn't worship this villain, he just felt that this exercise was suitable for him, and that's it.

"Four Doors of the Screen" is a peculiar exercise that feeds the body with internal force, but it is also extremely difficult to practice.

As long as the four doors are opened, only then can we break through the bottleneck of the True Yuan Realm and enter the next realm.

However, the internal force of a jiazi can only give birth to one door.

Every time you give birth to a door, your body will strengthen a lot.

To put it simply, according to the introduction and peculiar principles of this exercise.

Sixty years of skill can give birth to the first door, and then this door feeds back to the body, which can make the body enter the "bronze body".

With another sixty years of skill, you can give birth to a second door, feed back the body, and the body enters the "black iron body".

The third door, the body enters the "Mithril Body".

At the fourth door, the body enters the "Immortal Golden Body".

Internal force can be consumed, but the strength of the body is not.

If someone stabs you with a knife, you can certainly use internal force to protect your body so that the knife cannot enter.

But if you achieve even a "bronze body", the knife can't get in without the need for luck.

This is the horizontal practice method.

However, the future of horizontal practice is not very large, so many masters only selectively practice some techniques in addition to cultivating internal strength.

Of course, these Xia Ji didn't know that he only made this choice from himself.

To some extent, "Four Doors of the Screen" can be said to be one of the most difficult True Yuan Realm exercises.

Because if the four doors are not reached, it is impossible to cut off the love thread and enter the next stage.

You can get through the two veins of appointment and governor, but you can't meet the standard of perfection.

And the strength of Sijiazi, the internal force of two hundred and forty years, this is not at all something that ordinary people can afford in terms of lifespan and fortune.

But if there are suitable candidates for this exercise, then Xia Ji must be one of them.

Whether it is the Nine Blades, King's Landing, or the four doors of the screen, it is an exercise that no one will choose at all.

But they may burst into unimaginable brilliant miracles in Xia Ji's hands!!

...

In the small pavilion of Yunxin Pavilion, there are weapon barrels, eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which are properly equipped, even the same weapon, and the difference in length and size.

Xia Ji first took out a long knife, thought about it and put it back, and replaced it with a wide-backed knife that was easy to smash.

Then he practiced according to the method of Daojiu in the fragment.

The first half of the fragment says a little bit: the trajectory of the knife.

The second half of the chapter is a supporting mental method.

The heart method originates from oneself, and the knife method originates from the knife.

Only the heart method and the knife method are matched.

In order to achieve the unity of human and knife, and make the knife play its due role.

Knife IX. King's Landing.

Dao Jiu is talking about the trajectory of the knife technique, as well as the corresponding several changes, the back hand.

Xia Ji faintly felt that there seemed to be something more mysterious hidden in the trajectory of the knife technique, perhaps the sword intent.

But only living things are meaningful.

Is the knife trajectory alive?

If not, where does the meaning come from?

So, where is the source of this intention?

Is it real?

This thought seemed to come out of the Chaos Dao trace, but it was only a flash, Xia Ji put this ridiculous thought aside and continued to look at it carefully.

King's Landing is talking about the mind.

It probably means that when you use the sword, you have to imagine yourself as the emperor who reigns over the world, and the opponent cannot dodge it, but can only face it.

This is the heart.

For some reason, Xia Ji suddenly remembered a book called "Dugu Nine Swords" that he saw in the martial arts in his previous life, the sword broke ten thousand styles, so this sword nine, wouldn't it also have a little meaning?

The sword is broken, broken sword, broken knife, broken spear, broken whip, broken rope, broken palm, broken arrow, broken gas.

The knife is unstoppable, the sword is unstoppable, the knife is unstoppable, the gun is unstoppable, the whip is unstoppable, the rope is unstoppable...

Sword for skill.

The knife is looking for domineering.

Isn't this King's Landing the greatest domineering?

Xia Ji suddenly became a little fascinated by the person who created this move, but the booklet he was holding in his hand was only a rubbing, and it seemed that it had been some years, and it was only with the strength of the Holy Gate that he could get this kind of thing.

I thought it was chicken ribs when I wanted to come to the Holy Gate, so I casually threw it on the first floor.

But Xia Ji always felt that this knife technique was not so simple.

After practicing the knife for a while, Xia Ji gradually forgot himself.

With a trace of chaotic Dao marks, this talent, this qualification, is simply not human.

For a long time, sweating profusely.

He stuck his knife in the ground and began to try "Four Doors with Screens".

From movement to stillness, sweat seeps out in the scorching sun, blown by the breeze, but it is extremely comfortable.

Under the blue sky.

An island in the middle of a volcanic lake at the top of the mountain.

The boy sat cross-legged alone, his hands moving lightly as required in the exercises.

With internal forces, it is not difficult to give birth to the first door.

It's just that with one, you must reach four, otherwise you can't break through this great realm.

Others may have a good internal force, and after breaking the second pulse of Ren Du, they can try to experience the world, feel the love of men and women, and then cut off the love thread.

But for Xia Ji, he needs four Jiazi, a full two hundred and forty years of strength!

In the place of the dantian, an ancient door phantom was suddenly born.

His own internal force is constantly being sucked into that door far away.

Xia Ji followed the method of operating Zhou Tian, and the true yuan provided a steady stream of internal force at the same time.

The door stopped as if it was "full."

Xia Ji only felt exhausted, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

In the twilight, the boat in the distance, the lonely shadow gradually progressed, the small and delicate figure came with the lunch box as promised, Ning Meng really seemed to see the young man who fell to the ground, suddenly startled, put down the lunch box, and hurriedly ran.

Xia Ji saw the cherry skirt flying in the wind, rippling.

Getting closer.

As she got closer, Ning Mengzhen's expression became complicated again, and she didn't understand why she was anxious.

Maybe...

She's his furnace, and she wants him to win.

Three months later, he swept away his grievances, went out with a knife, and came to a hearty victory.

Even if everyone is not optimistic about him.

But she is his furnace, and when he wins, she will also feel a sense of pride in it.

But another voice was saying, "If he dies, aren't you just free?"

Complicated emotions made the petite furnace Ding sit cross-legged beside the young man, and found that his eyes were clear, and Ning Mengzhen didn't know what to say.

The two fell silent.

The young man looked up at the sky with a weak face.

A puffy cloud happened to float in, obscuring the figures of the two of them, as well as the dark red brilliance that was about to be swallowed up in the twilight.

Night is coming.