Chapter 2: Nirvana

Dragging his scarred body, when Qin Zheng returned to his small hut, it was already night, the waning moon was hanging high, there was no one around, and the silence was terrifying.

Qin Zheng's back was against the damp corner of the wall, his eyes were hollow, and his inferior practice clothes were stained with mud and blood, all of which reminded him of the humiliation he had suffered today.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Zheng slowly came back to his senses, looking at the lifeless, unusually simple thatched hut, the two empty broken beds, and the shadow of his sister unconsciously appeared in his mind, the two of them grew up bit by bit, the corners of their mouths pulled out a smile, but their hearts were dripping blood, and the scenes of the day were like a soft knife slowly cutting......

"Waste, it's easier to kill you than to trample an ant. ”

"You are also worthy of a woman with the blood of the Nine Yin?"

"This kind of excellent Ding furnace, in three years, will be able to help me achieve great success......"

Mu Bai was dressed in a trimmed white robe, his long hair was flying, and he looked at Qin Zheng condescendingly, arrogant and arrogant.

......

"Xuanwu Sect!

Qin Zheng clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced deep into the flesh, and his sloppy eyes became firm again, "No! I can't be so decadent! My sister is still waiting for me!"

"There is still a month left before the annual assessment of the Hou Ye Mansion, and I must break through to the martial artist. Taking a deep breath, Qin Zheng calmed down and thought about it seriously, "Only by becoming a martial artist, cultivating more advanced martial arts, and constantly becoming stronger, can I defeat Mu Bai and rescue my sister." ”

Martial arts cultivation, as far as Qin Zheng knows, after the nine layers of martial arts, martial artists, martial artists, great martial artists, each realm is divided into beginner, intermediate, and high-level, the higher the rank, the stronger the strength, every breakthrough, the strength is a qualitative change, and the realm of martial artists is only the starting point of martial arts.

After three years of diligent cultivation and hard training, there was no progress in cultivation, and he wanted to enter the realm of martial artists in a month, and Qin Zheng also knew that this was tantamount to ascending to the sky.

But!

If you give up, you will really become a waste, and your sister will not escape the poison!

"Anyway, I can only fight!"

"Cultivate! Cultivate! Cultivate!"

Qin Zheng stood up and performed a set of basic boxing techniques on the spot, just after the first punch, the scars on his body were affected, and he screamed in pain, but the pain did not stop his martial arts practice, gritted his teeth, and threw another punch.

"Huh!"

Halfway through the boxing technique, Qin Zheng felt that something was wrong all over his body, the boxing technique was smooth, and the smoothness was stronger than before, every time he punched, his lower abdomen itched, and a stream of heat flowed through his arm and converged on his fist.

Qin Zheng let out a loud shout, using his waist as the axis, his body rotated, the strength of his body went straight through his right arm, and his fist swung towards the table in front of him.

Boom!

The fist was surging and raging in all directions, and the table was like a piece of tissue paper, which was now torn apart and fell apart.

"The power has become so strong?" Qin Zheng looked at his fist blankly, his eyes full of doubts, "If you only use the cultivation of the Martial Dao Ninefold, you can only overturn the table with one punch just now, and there is absolutely no such destructive power." ”

"Is it ......?"

A thought appeared in his mind, growing wildly, Qin Zheng's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't hold back the excitement of ecstasy, he sat down cross-legged, and took a few breaths before calming down his earth-shaking emotions.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, breathing steadily, in a few breaths, Qin Zheng's heart has been calmed to the extreme, sitting there like an old monk in a fixed place, he forgot everything around him, the only thing he can feel is himself and heaven and earth.

Look inside!

As soon as he settled down, Qin Zheng was so excited that he almost jumped up, he actually "saw" his internal organs, the meridians of his body, and even the direction of blood flow.

Qin Zheng's consciousness moved, and when he came to the dantian, a wisp of white gas floated in the dantian, like a firefly shining in the dark, the white qi was as thin as a hair, crystal clear, and exuded a powerful aura.

"Reiki!"

The two major signs of becoming a martial artist are to look inward and know their physical condition well, and the other is to condense the aura, gather it into a cloud, and turn it into their own use.

The two major signs, Qin Zheng reached them one by one.

"You can't overjoy. Qin Zheng pondered for a moment, then pressed down his restless emotions and continued to close his eyes and concentrate, "It depends on whether you can absorb the aura." ”

In the past three years, Qin Zheng has been subjected to cold eyes and ridicule, and he has not been able to break through the realm of martial artists, the key is that he cannot absorb the aura, and every time he breaks through, a roar will sound in his mind, and he will have a splitting headache, as if something is about to explode his head, and finally the breakthrough fails.

"As long as I can absorb the aura into the dantian, I am a real martial artist. Qin Zheng regained his composure, controlled his consciousness, and tried his best to resonate with the aura of heaven and earth, and a few beads of sweat appeared slightly on his forehead.

I saw countless small points of light floating in the air, beating chaotically and frantically around Qin Zheng, followed by the frequency of the beating getting smaller and smaller, through the practice clothes, clinging to the surface of his skin, faintly about to penetrate into the body.

"We must not fail this time. Qin Zheng had a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and he shouted silently in his heart.

Consciousness emitted a faint resonance, Qin Zheng slowly absorbed the aura attached to the surface of the skin, countless experiences in the past, warned him not to be in a hurry, to guide the situation, although the aura absorbed is very small, but as long as it can be condensed in the dantian, it will be considered a breakthrough.

As soon as the aura entered the meridians, it suddenly became frenzied, like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, rampage through the meridians, and the pain of tearing the meridians hit all over the body, Qin Zheng felt that the whole person was about to split into several pieces, he was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth tightly, and holding on to the last line of defense, the only remaining consciousness continued to guide the aura into the dantian and fused with the wisp of aura......

Time passed little by little, and Qin Zheng, who suddenly had his eyes closed, exhaled heavily, his eyelashes blinked slightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and in the dark eyes, a flash of essence flashed, his body stretched out, and his body suddenly made a "click" fried bean-like explosion.

"Haha!"

"Finally a breakthrough!"

Qin Zheng looked up to the sky and roared, became a martial artist, three years of depression were swept away, all the scars on his body were healed, his spirit was vibrant, and his expression was extremely confident.

The hair-like aura in the dantian has turned into a spiritual cloud the size of dust, and Qin Zheng is currently punching with all his strength, with the power of nine bulls.

"The power of the Nine Bulls, the first level of the martial artist!"

"Thundercloud, I have to thank you for breaking through the realm of martial artists. Qin Zheng thought about it carefully, he must have been beaten away by a schoolboy from a thundercloud in the early morning, and the back of his head hit the trunk of a tree, and the headache was relieved by mistake, so as to break through smoothly.

"There was a cracking sound in my head......

As soon as Qin Zheng's thoughts came to him, a huge stream of information suddenly appeared in his mind, his mouth opened slightly, and he muttered, "Nirvana Divine Skill!"

Qin Zheng frowned slightly, combed through the information in his mind, and as the information was organized, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face became more and more shocked.

"Nirvana Divine Skill, you can change your life against the sky and improve your bloodline level!"

As we all know, there is only one way to improve the bloodline grade: breaking through the realm.

Only when a martial artist breaks through the realm and obtains stronger strength can the bloodline grade have a chance to increase, almost a small chance.

And the Nirvana Divine Skill is extremely domineering, there is no need to break through the realm, and those who have achieved cultivation will be 100% improved by the bloodline grade!

What's even more unnatural is that every time you successfully improve the bloodline level, you have a chance to get the secret method.

Secret method!

Secret methods, can not be found, has nothing to do with the cultivation of martial arts practitioners, some people just stepped into the realm of martial arts, they get a secret method, and some people spend their lives, even if they cultivate to the great martial arts, they have no chance to obtain it.

And those who obtain the secret magic will have their combat effectiveness increased exponentially, and they can kill opponents of the same level, and they can even kill enemies by leaping over the level, which can be described as invincible at the same level.

"Haha! I haven't entered the realm of martial artists for three years, and in exchange for such magical skills, God really helps me!"

"I have a nine-rank bloodline, low cultivation qualifications, and Nirvana Divine Skill, so the qualification problem will be completely solved!"

"Even if there is a great opportunity, you will definitely be able to achieve a bloodline, obtain a secret method, and become a martial arts powerhouse!"

However, the cultivation resources required for divine skill are extremely large, even if the cultivation resources required to improve the eight-rank bloodline are minimal, the Hou Yefu does not have them, and with his current strength, he can't obtain them.

Qin Zheng was not depressed, as long as his strength was strong, why worry about not having cultivation resources!

With this miraculous skill, the future martial arts achievements are limitless, why not become stronger!

At present, there are thunderclouds near and Mubai in the distance, two major enemies.

Only by becoming stronger can everything be solved.

in order to save my sister!

"Mu Bai, within three years, I will go to the Xuanwu Sect and fight with you!"

Sweeping away all distracting thoughts, Qin Zheng looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, and he said silently in his heart.

"Xue'er, brother will definitely rescue you!"