Wang Xing stood in front of the martial gate, looking at the majestic and peerless gate, his hands clenched tightly.

"Li Yuan, there are also the ninth and tenth seats of the outer disciples, this time, I must get back double the revenge!

Wang Xing returned to the courtyard and explained to the iron pillar what happened a few months ago, only omitting the part where he met Qinglong. He knew that it was better not to say such things.

Tie Zhu nodded slightly, and said, "I didn't expect that this matter would involve the ninth and tenth seats of the outer disciples. Looks like I'm going to give a briefing to the outer elders. These people are so arrogant!"

Li Qiang, who was on the side, objected and said, "Could it be that Uncle Tiezhu wants to report this matter?" With Li Yuan's strength in the outer gate, even if the junior brother is killed this time, there is nothing." Does Uncle Tie Zhu remember what happened five years ago? Li Yuan killed the miscellaneous disciple in the martial arts arena, and the miscellaneous disciple had a low status, and this matter was finally suppressed. Uncle Tiezhu also ended up thinking about it behind closed doors for a month, right?"

Tie Zhu's face was gloomy.

What Li Qiang said is indeed true, the miscellaneous disciples can be described as a weed in the Wang Clan's martial arts. Whoever wants to trample on it can be trampled. That's why they will be able to cultivate diligently and enter the outer gate in the future.

"Alas, it's all your Uncle Tie Zhu's lack of power in this Wang Clan's martial arts! Otherwise, this time the revenge will definitely be avenged!" Tie Zhu looked at Wang Xing and said with a helpless tone in his mouth.

Wang Xing shook his head lightly and said, "Wang Lu's revenge, my revenge is naturally to be avenged." It's just that Uncle Tiezhu, half a year later, is the competition of the outer gate. Miscellaneous disciples can also participate. When the time comes, it's not too late to take revenge. ”

Li Qiang nodded and said, "Well, what the little junior brother said is extremely true. Half a year later, with the strength of the junior brother, he will definitely be able to rank among the top ten. When the time comes, it is natural to be able to meet Li Yuan and others. ”

This planet has not been seen for three months, and it seems to be much more mature than before. If it was before, it is estimated that this kid would be eager to go to them for revenge immediately.

"Wang Xing, this time you have learned a lesson. In this Wang Clan's martial arts, there is not only courage. It's about having strength. Not only in this martial arts, but also on this continent. Without strength, it is just a weed to be trampled on. Tie Zhu said slowly.

In this martial arts sect, if you are strong, someone will admire you, and if you are weak, someone will ravage you.

"You and the others need to cultivate well, and in the martial arts competition after half a year, they will definitely become inner disciples. It is not in vain that I have indulged you so much. This is a model of quenching cultivation within the martial arts. You'll have to take a closer look. Tie Zhu took out a book from his arms and handed it to Li Qiang.

Wang Xing came to the Quenching Realm Test Stone in the courtyard. This test stone is different from what I have seen before. According to Li Qiang, it is much better than the test stones in other martial arts, and the difference in strength is about ten catties.

Wang Xingrou punches on the smooth surface of the test stone. Suddenly, there was a crisp cracking sound, and the entire test stone was bombarded into pieces under his fist!

Tie Zhu's heart was shocked. This basic test stone can measure the strength of the peak of the quenching realm, and Wang Xing can already destroy it with a single punch like this. This kind of thing is unheard of and unseen. What kind of strength can the physical body cultivate to be able to possess such terrifying power! Faintly, the heart that had been dead by the iron pillar was rekindled by Wang Xing.

"Wang Xing, when you are fighting in the outer gate, you don't want to go to the martial arts arena, these tasks are left to Li Qiang and them to do. You cultivate well, give me a bang above the outer gate, and let these boys see who is the real powerhouse!"

"That's right, junior brother, let them see the strength of our miscellaneous disciples this time!!Give us this bad breath!" Li Qiang also said loudly on the side.

Wang Xing nodded heavily, said goodbye to everyone, returned to his hut, took out the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle, and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. He Wang Xing once swore that he would definitely let Li Yuan and the three of them pay for their blood debts!

A little bit of aura gathered around him, and the aura in his lower abdomen spun up quickly, digesting the aura in the blue bottle. This time in the Ghost Cry Valley, the spiritual energy water in the Heavenly Emperor Orchid bottle has increased a lot.

Wang Xing noticed that the whirlpool in his lower abdomen was gradually beginning to grow. He looked down and could clearly see that the whirlpool that was only the size of a walnut before was now the size of a fist in his abdomen.

Every inch of skin in the abdomen twisted under the force of the whirlpool. Faintly, the aura in the body became more refined under the rotation of this whirlpool, and turned into spiritual power to fill every corner of the body.

"Huh, since you have been able to transform into a furnace and cultivate spiritual energy, why haven't you broken through the realm of quenching your body?" Wang Xing was a little puzzled. Judging from this vortex in the lower abdomen, it is the spiritual power swirl. A martial artist with a spiritual power spiral has truly become a martial artist. With the help of this spiritual power vortex, the power of ordinary fists has the power of a thousand jun.

But why, he hadn't felt that he had not broken through from the peak of the Quenching Body Realm? After all, as long as he released his aura, Wang Xing should be able to detect it.

"Wait a minute, it seems that if you are in front of the test stone in the courtyard today, you should already have the aura. The chill of that moment crossed the body. Maybe it's the aura!" Wang Xing thought of this and stood up.

Looking at the chair five meters away, clenched his fists. Suddenly, he struck a blow in the void.

An invisible silver air mass blasted out of the fist.

With a bang, the entire wooden chair was smashed into pieces.

Wang Xing looked at the crumbs for a long time, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable. That's right! This is the power of the aura, and with the blow just now, it is impossible for the fist technique to reach the air to hit the object. This is one of the most striking features of the Reiki realm. It can turn the aura into the fist technique and exert three times the usual strength.

"Whew, Father, I've finally entered!" Wang Xing looked at the sky outside the window and said secretly in his heart.

There are three levels of the Reiki realm. The first is the qi gathering period, which absorbs the spiritual qi of heaven and earth into the physical body and forms a cyclone in the lower abdomen. The second is to turn the spirit into power. After gathering the spiritual energy, through the cultivation of the physical body, the spiritual power is formed. The power of spiritual power is more powerful than that of aura. If the power of Wang Xing at this moment is the power of a thousand jun, then the power of possession of spiritual power can reach as much as three times.

The strength of spiritual power is related to the amount of spiritual power, the more spiritual power is stronger, and the less spiritual power is weak. The third is energy, the carrying of spiritual power does not only rely on the strength of the physical body, but also the more important spiritual power.

The spiritual power is used to absorb and refine the aura, and at the same time, after entering this realm, the martial artist can rely on the strength of the spiritual power to release his divine consciousness at will. It can be described as a fugue thousands of miles away.

"If you enter the realm of aura, you will be able to absorb the spiritual power in the Heavenly Emperor Orchid bottle faster. Wang Xing looked at the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle placed next to the window, and said secretly in his heart. After the spiritual power in the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle was subdued by Wang Xing, with the help of these spiritual powers, Wang Xing formed his own spiritual cyclone.

These spiritual cyclones absorb the spiritual power inside the blue bottle and enter Wang Xing's body. At this moment, Wang Xing, who has broken through the limit of his physical body, can absorb several times more spiritual power than ordinary martial artists, precisely because his physical body has been quenched by the dragon blood of the green dragon, the strength is beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists, and the spiritual power absorbed is also several times more, which can be described as a huge sponge that absorbs spiritual power.

Wang Xing felt that after entering the realm of aura, not only did the intensity of his strength change, but his sense of smell, hearing, and touch increased several times.

At this moment, he could clearly see the sleeping birds in the trees dozens of battles away. You can smell the rotting vegetables coming from the kitchen, and you can even hear the sound of rats playing in the kitchen.

"The aura realm turned out to be so powerful!" Wang Xing couldn't help but sigh. He came to the courtyard and walked a few sets of Big Dipper Seven Star Fist Techniques at random.

The whirring fist wind sounded, and the surrounding air was filled with the vibration of soft fists. Crackling, the various tools in the courtyard were turned into debris by the surging spiritual power.

"It seems that I need to control the aura well. In this way, most of the aura in it is wasted by himself!" Wang Xing thought to himself as he looked at the messy ground.

In the next step, Wang Xing focused on improving his subtle control over spiritual power. After a whole night of cultivation, although it is still unsatisfactory, it is no longer as indiscriminate as before.

Buzzing a dozen strong bells rang out inside the Wang Clan's Martial Sect.

"Little junior brother, the martial arts sect has gathered all the disciples, let's hurry up!" Li Qiang said hurriedly.

Along the way, Wang Xing saw many martial arts disciples, and they marched towards the martial arts arena in the dark. After arriving at the martial arts arena, hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect were already standing there in an orderly manner.

"I don't know what happened, but I gathered all the disciples? Could it be that something big happened?" Li Qiang muttered.

Above the sky, four rays of light flew rapidly from the southeast, northwest, and landed at the highest point of the martial arts arena.

Wang Xing fixed his eyes and saw that it was four people. These four people are the first of the proud among the disciples of the Wang Clan's martial arts, the disciples of the four true traditions!

The east is Murong Tian, and the realm is the unparalleled double heaven. His clothes were flying, and he carried a long sword the thickness of an arm on his back. The name of the sword is 'Chixia', and the famous sword of fire in the Wang Clan's martial arts ranks among the top three, and the power is infinite, which can make the sunset on the horizon inferior. He once slain tens of thousands of demons, soaked in blood. In the entire Xuanyue country, it is also one of the famous swords that everyone knows and everyone knows.

Chen Zhan in the south, not very old, seems to be a white-faced scholar who is weak and weak, but he is the pinnacle of the unparalleled realm, using a famous weapon, the purple thunder sword, one of the famous swords of the thunder genus.

Nan is the ink wheel, burly, comparable to the iron tower, and has a famous weapon, the weeping blood war wheel.

The north is a deer butterfly clothes, dressed in white like learning, and his eyes are as calm as ice.

Wang Xing saw the white-clothed figure standing among them, and his heart was shocked, but this woman was the woman he had seen in Lu's house that day, Lu Lao's granddaughter!

The disciples of the Wang Martial Sect began to discuss.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the four True Inheritance disciples gather like this!"