Chapter 424: Lu Han's thoughts
The night was dark, and it was supposed to be the time to fall asleep.
There are hundreds of barren mountains outside the Yin Yang Valley, but they are brightly lit. All the warriors are waiting for the day, staring at the Yin Yang Valley with high spirits.
Now, the Nine Heavens Yin Array has been arranged, blocking the hundred-mile space.
Then, you can unlock the broken seal outside the blood pillar, completely kill the countless blood crows in the blood pillar, and kill them into the Yin Yang Valley.
Through the firelight in the night, you can vaguely see two more figures outside the pillar of blood in the sky.
Xuanyuan raised troops.
Murong Burn.
......
The night is getting darker, and the lights in the night are becoming more and more intense, illuminating the whole world and the world. And unlike before, the aura in the void tonight seemed to be particularly manic.
The smell of blood is also thicker.
In the Heavenly Blood Pillar, the roar of the blood crow was several times more terrifying than before, making people feel terrified.
"The pillar of blood is finally going to break!"
On a barren mountain, an old man who has been in the past opened his mouth, looking at the blood pillar of thousands of blood crows flying in the distance, his expression looked desolate, as if he was recalling the previous birth of the Yin Yang Valley.
"The battle of Yin Yang Valley is coming after all!"
A warrior sighed and opened his mouth, looking at the pillar of blood in the distance, and his battle intent was boiling.
Even though this warrior is not powerful, he is a warrior.
"I wonder if there is really a inheritance in this Yin Yang Valley as rumored?"
There was a ruthless young warrior looking at the pillar of blood, with a vicious smile on his face, like an outlaw who wanted to block his fate for his own future.
Under the cloudy void, countless warriors from hundreds of barren mountains all looked up at the pillar of blood in the middle of the valley, and their thoughts in their hearts were naturally very different. But the only thing they have in common is that they want to fight into the Yin and Yang Valley.
Let's see if this legendary murderous place is really as rumored, people will never return.
On the barren mountain of Xuanyuan Mansion, Lin Huang and Lu Han stood side by side, looking at the blood pillar in the distance, and Murong Yan and Xuanyuan who were about to break the seal outside the blood pillar, and couldn't help but smile with a sigh.
If you talk about the contact with Yin Yang Valley, among the younger generation, I am afraid that there are only two young people at this time.
As early as the time of King Wu's tomb, Lin Huang and Lu Han had been chased and killed by the Marquis of Bloody Clothes, if it weren't for that encounter, Lin Huang would not have known that Lu Han was a descendant of the Xuanyuan family.
Then came the land of the locked dragon, Lu Han took the Dixuan Shuangzi Battalion and went into the battlefield to save himself.
Later, in the Wuzen Temple, Lu Han sent himself an eight-armed Shura Ding, and the two faced the blood god Hou......
Lu Han is not good at expression.
Lin Huang doesn't like to express.
But from the beginning of the Scarlet Auction House, to the Drifting Snow Palace, and then later, the two can be regarded as brothers who are like each other.
And this time, in the face of Yin Yang Valley, whether it is Lu Han or Lin Huang, they are not sure.
Because even Xuanyuan and Yan Zangfeng were not sure.
"When did you break through the Wuhou Realm?"
On the barren mountain, Lin Huang asked.
Lu Han smiled faintly, "I want to enter the realm of Wuhou, can't I do it at any time?"
"You've been spoiled by Bai Xiaopang!"
Lin Huang snorted coldly.
"What I said is true", Lu Han raised his eyebrows, thinking that Lin Huang was insulting his talent, "If you don't believe it, you can try!"
"Not long ago, I was in the Drifting Snow Palace, and I killed a martial marquis Bazhongtian!"
Lin Huang turned his head and stared at Lu Han proudly and defiantly.
"This time in the battle of Yin Yang Valley, believe it or not, I'll kill a martial king for you!"
Lu Han said seriously.
"Really?"
Lin Huang frowned, looking at Lu Han's appearance, serious and serious.
"I have a different idea about cultivation. But I don't know how far this kind of thinking will take me!"
Lu Han continued.
"Tell me about it!"
Lin Huang turned his head and stared at Lu Han with amusement.
"Tell me first, why are people strong and weak, there is a difference between high and low realms, why are some people strong and some people weak?"
Lu Han asked Lin Huang rhetorically.
Lin Huang's eyebrows raised slightly, "In the human body, there are countless meridians, one meridian is a river, and countless meridians are countless rivers. The cultivation of martial artists is to open up the meridians, the more meridians are opened, the more and longer the rivers are connected, the river water is gathered down from the source, and after circulating for 3,000 li and 6,000 li, the speed of the river is naturally different. And the speed of the river is the potential, and the greater the potential, the stronger the power. So in short, the more meridians you open, the stronger you are!"
"Then you say, to open a meridian, a martial artist must first break through a passage, but why is it so difficult to break through the entrance?"
Lu Han asked Lin Huang again.
"If the physique of the human body is different, the entrance is different. Just like the city walls, some walls are made of stacked bricks, while others are made of molten iron. If the qualifications of people are different, the weapons used to break through the entrance are different, and those with poor qualifications will attack the city with wooden sticks, and those with high qualifications are likely to flood the city directly by flooding the city with seawater!"
"That's why people like you and me will be so difficult to break through the entrance!"
"But why is there a high or low level of qualifications?"
Lu Han asked again.
Lin Huang held his forehead and stared at Lu Han with a serious face, "You digress!"
"Then let's get back to the point, you tell me, when a warrior breaks through the entrance, is it the vitality that is impacting the entrance, or the mind is impacting the entrance?"
Lu Han continued to ask Lin Huang.
Lin Huang was slightly stunned, "Naturally, it is the mind that controls the vitality to impact the entrance, if you don't have the intention to think about it, the vitality is a plate of loose sand." If there is no vitality, the mind is a lone army, and both are indispensable! Don't you understand such simple truths?"
"I doubt how you broke through to the realm of Wuhou!"
Lin Huang stared at Lu Han, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Are you sure you're right?"
Lu Han raised his eyes and stared at Lin Huang, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Naturally confirmed!"
Lin Huang cut the railway, "In the entire continent, vitality is the cornerstone of cultivation. If there is no foundation stone, how can we talk about cultivation? Unless it is to cultivate the art of the physical body, but even if it is the art of the physical body, it also needs to be tempered with vitality!"
"Are you really sure you're right?"
Lu Han asked again.
Lu Han suddenly frowned, "You want me to throw you down the mountain?"
"I'm very serious about discussing martial arts theory with you!"
Lu Han said seriously.
"But you're messing around! Without vitality, how can you rely on your mind to break through the entrance!"
"Are you really absolutely sure you're right?"
"Your uncle!!"
On the barren mountain of Xuanyuan Mansion, Lin Huangqi was furious, and he bombarded Lu Han with a punch. He suddenly realized that after Lu Han was no longer wooden, he became very underbeaten, sometimes worse than Qin Xuance.
Buzz.
However, Lin Huang's punch had not yet landed on Lu Han's body, but he saw the latter pointing at the sky with one hand, and there was a buzzing sound in his body, and his breath climbed up and down......
(End of chapter)