Wu Sheng first closed his eyes and closed his eyes, concentrating and calming his breath, so that the whole person was in a state of tranquility, and then put a petal of the Gathering Spirit Flower into his mouth, and instantly felt that the petals turned into a cool liquid, which quickly flowed into his dantian and meridians.

A huge True Qi suddenly exploded, and Wu Sheng hurriedly used his True Qi to fuse these strange True Qi together, turning them into his own use, and gradually, he could initially control these huge True Qi.

After doing all this, he began to continue to practice the exercises and began to break through for his meridians, but Wu Sheng had already opened up the eight meridians and the twelve meridians, so there were many fewer meridians to break through.

Despite this, there were still some small meridians to break through, so Wu Sheng didn't dare to relax his mind at all, and flowed these true qi into these meridians, passing through the blocked meridians one by one.

He was bent on opening up the meridians that had to be opened, so he didn't know how long it took, and finally opened all the meridians, and then he formed a circle around these meridians, first tried to run a small week, and then began to run a big week.

In this way, the true qi in the meridians has been connected, and in this way, the speed at which he runs the true qi will be a little faster, and the recovery of the true qi will of course be faster, and all the benefits add up to the fact that the moves will become faster, and the use of the true qi will be strengthened, and the strength will be greatly enhanced.

However, this is only "quantity", and there is also "quality", otherwise the quality of true qi has not improved. It was not at all to reach the realm of a grandmaster, so he had to compress the true qi of his inner body, so he further squeezed the true qi to expel the impurities.

During this period, Wu Sheng felt some pain in his meridians, because when he wanted to squeeze the true qi, the true qi in his body seemed to be violent, so he could only improve the quality of the true qi a little, but how much true qi he had in his body, I don't know how much time it would take.

So he came up with a solution. It is to take warm water to boil the frog. First of all, the true qi in his body was constantly running in the meridians, slowly and little by little, squeezing them, removing impurities, and then returning to the dantian.

I don't know how many big weeks have been running. The quality of the true qi in Wu Sheng's body was already in line with the Grandmaster's feelings. Therefore, he began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. And when he turns the aura into his true qi, the quality of the true qi in his dantian must be the same, but this kind of thing is difficult to do at first, but he doesn't force it to be able to do it quickly. Just try to get as close as you can.

When your body remembers this feeling, you can move on to the next step, turning the inhaled true qi into your own true qi, and going through a cycle, this practice is the same as when you practiced before, so Wu Sheng quickly did all this.

Open up the meridians, form a circulation of true qi, and reach the form of a grandmaster warrior, this is only the first step, as long as the second step is done well, it is the real grandmaster warrior, throughout the ages and among the countless thousands of planes, how many martial artists have been stopped by this step, and they are always only half-step grandmaster warriors until they die, and they have not really stepped into the realm of grandmasters.

If you want to take this step and truly reach the realm of grandmaster, you must comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts, and everyone will have their own path, so you must let yourself comprehend, if you go to the path of others, it is very likely that you will take the wrong path, and you will never be able to make the next breakthrough in this life.

Although he can't rely on others too much, it's still okay to find some martial artists to learn from, and in this plane, the only one who can give Wu Sheng advice is Zhuge Zhengme, and he doesn't know the other grandmaster martial artists, and he doesn't even know where their whereabouts are, so only this person can learn from it.

Although Zhuge Zheng is only a master tenth-level martial artist, his comprehension of martial arts is very powerful, and he has already touched some of the skin of the grandmaster's artistic conception, so Wu Sheng will follow this person to learn, and his state of mind will improve so quickly.

In addition, Guan Qi's kendo understanding also wrote some understanding of the grandmaster martial artist, although it is very small, but it is very precious to Wu Sheng, in addition to the assistant also gave some suggestions and explanations.

Under the three-pronged approach, Wu Sheng has already determined the path he wants to take, so he dares to break through the realm of the grandmaster in this plane, even if this breakthrough fails, it doesn't matter, because he will more or less touch the artistic conception of the grandmaster, summing up the reasons for this failure, the success rate of the next breakthrough will increase.

Wu Sheng slowly sank his heart in, sank, at this time, he no longer knew the loss of time, the past of space, and even what to do, he no longer knew it, but he felt that his brain was a little confused, this was like half a dream and half awake.

At this time, his breathing changed, he used his nose instead of his mouth, when he inhaled, he was long and deep, his exhalation was fine, his breath was long and swallowed, and he held his breath so that he could not escape, and he exhaled slightly until the depths. The shape of his hands changed, and he curled the thumbs of both hands inward, holding them from the outside with the remaining four fingers. His mental state changed, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was staying in the safest and warmest place in the world, without any external interference.

Suddenly, he felt that he had come to a very large place, too big to describe in words, but it must be described in terms of something, that is, the universe, and only the universe can describe the greatness of this place, but it is empty.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a light in front of him, but he felt ethereal, and he was slowly drifting towards the light in front of him, and the closer he got to the light in front of him, the more dazzling he felt.

I don't know how long time has passed, is it a day? Is it a year? Or a century? Anyway, he finally felt that there was an exit ahead, and after passing through this light, he saw that outside was a place far from people, where there were only mountains and endless woods, a long stream not far from the ordinary thatched hut, a few acres of farmland alone on the right side of the house, and nothing else.

Abandoned here, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and began to rely on himself here, first taking a hoe to the field to grow food, and picking fruit from the trees when he had time, anyway, he would not starve to death.

But it was too quiet here, not even a single creature to stay, and it might have been possible to stay for three or five days, but he had been here for a month, and he had not met any creatures other than him.

It's not that he didn't want to leave here, but for some reason, once this thought arose in his mind, he instantly dispelled it, so he could only stay here.

In the second month, something seemed to spring up in his head, and he saw very clearly a vague-looking person dancing and making some movements, although he didn't know what these were, and there was nothing else to do anyway, so he went and cut down a tree, and then made something out.

The thing was about four feet long, about two or three fingers wide, and it somehow felt very familiar when it was held in its hand, as if it had been before, and then began to wave according to the movements in his head.

That's right, what he did was a wooden sword, and what he wielded was a sword, and I saw that his sword technique was sometimes as violent as a waterfall, and sometimes as continuous as flowing water. However, the momentum of the sword technique he wielded changed instantly, sometimes the strength was extremely strong, like the waves of the sea getting stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to overwhelm people, and sometimes he went against the current, as if he wanted to break everything.

After doing this set of movements, he would stop and slowly understand what the meaning of this set of movements was, and then he would continue to do some of the movements, which he didn't understand at first, because he was just too bored to do them.

Then, he felt that after doing this set of actions, he would become very energetic, and he was a little curious, so he went to study it deeply, and then, he slowly liked this set of actions, and often used boring and daze time to comprehend and study the meaning of this set of actions.

However, a year passed in the blink of an eye, and he did not feel any meaning of these actions, although he wanted to give up in his heart, but he was reluctant, so irritability, and even anger for some reason, began to rise in his heart, and he slashed at a tree with a sword.

Suddenly, a tree the size of a bowl was instantly split in half by him, and the wound was neatly placed, which surprised him very much, because he actually cut a tree in half with his wooden sword, and a year ago, even if he used an axe to strike with all his strength, it was only a mark on the tree.

He finally understood the meaning of these actions, and the irritability and anger in his heart had been buried by excitement and surprise, and it turned out that what he had done this year was not for nothing, so he began to study the meaning of these actions, and even had the feeling of going mad, because he would think about the meaning of these actions when he was farming, climbing trees and picking fruits, and when eating.

Day after day, year after year, he studied these movements every day, and after many years he was able to cut four bowl-sized trees in half at once. However, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Because he has not even grown old, in the "common sense" in his mind, people will grow old, and he will record it on a big tree every day, and now it has been decades, and these records have spread all over many big trees, but he is still as young as when he came.

Although he didn't understand, it suddenly became clear to him for some reason, that is, he didn't belong here, but so what, he didn't know how to leave, so he had to stay here.

After a few more years, he had studied those movements to the extreme, and he really couldn't think of how to continue to study them, but he thought of another way, which was to change, change this set of movements, and change it for the better. (To be continued......)