Refining the body of the yellow level of the lower grade of the body decision - solid volume. The solid volume is based on blood and gas, and the outer body is attached to it. The solid decisive offensive and defensive, the thicker the blood, the more condensed, the more terrifying the power.... When cultivating to the stage of great success, the defense can not be broken by swords and guns, and the attack can be broken by force......

This is the perfect fit for me right now. It's a pity that the mental power is not enough, it is difficult to see the content of the next three volumes, Ling Ming is a little regretful, but the surprise is always left behind. Ling Ming thought about this, and he didn't care. What Ling meditates about the most now is how to master the power of this kind of flesh and blood, and he shattered a bowl-thick tree trunk with one blow in the first blow, and he is still deeply shocked, but this power is not yet proficient.

"Bang!"

In front of a waist-thick tree, a little boy was wrapped in blood red, bowed forward with one leg, leaned slightly, and then struck forward with his right hand

"Bang!" echoed through the barren forest, and the iron tree had been struck by Ling Ming no less than a hundred times. Large and small grooves are printed on it, but they never fall, even though there is blood to protect the body, but the back of the hand is still scarred. Ling Ming glanced at it and shook his head, this was too far from the ideal. Meng Jiu had said that if he could poke a hole in the center of such an iron tree instead of breaking the entire tree, the solid decisive party would really get started. But now this knockdown is a problem, after the panic.

......

"Meng'er, okay, don't play with your ninth grandfather's beard, hey, slow down, slow down. ”

"Hmph, I won't, who told you not to let me play with Brother Ling Ming. ”

Meng Jiu was very helpless, and was pulled around by Qianmeng.

"Grandpa Nine!"

Meng Jiu listened to this voice, as if he had been born in heaven. This bitter lord has finally appeared, a life-saving straw

"Brother Ling Ming, Brother Ling Ming, this stinky old man just won't let me know where you are, and the angry dream gritted his teeth. ”

Qian Meng quickly ran towards Ling Ming, leaving Meng Jiu aside, as if nothing was right.

"Ming'er, you're here, if Meng'er can't see you again, I'll have to tear me down. ”

"Hmm. Ling Ming lowered his head, obviously lacking in qi.

"What's the matter, little one, with a sad face, encountering obstacles in your cultivation?" Meng Jiu said.

"Grandpa Jiu, do you think I can break through that iron tree?" Ling Ming asked, looking at Meng Jiu.

"Ming'er, you're upset, look at the little tree next to you, you can understand. ”

Ling Ming turned to the tree and observed it carefully, "The little tree is straight and verdant, and there is nothing to be desired. ”

Meng Jiu shook his head and motioned to look again.

Ling Ming looked at it carefully, but there was really nothing special about this tree. When Ling Ming was thinking about it, he heard Qian Meng shouting, "Brother Ling Ming, this tree actually grows in the stones, it's very curious."

"Stone!"

Ling Ming's heart beat suddenly, he was really a fan of the authorities, and he was watching clearly.

Trees pierce stones, water decay rock...

Ling Ming looked at Meng Jiu, who smiled and nodded.

Only Xiao Meng'er was still beside her, looking dazed, as if she was a little confused, and said with a deflated pout, "What kind of dumb words." ”

Following.

"Drink!"

An iron tree slowly fell, this was already the third iron tree, and each iron tree was hit by Ling Ming with no less than a thousand punches,

In the continuous cultivation, the stimulation of blood qi has become more and more proficient, and the invocation of blood qi is not obscure, and Ling Ming also unexpectedly found that his spiritual power is also growing, although the growth rate is very slow, but it is indeed growing.

The next day...

Day 3...

On the sixth day, Ling Ming was already able to hit the wood an inch...

On the tenth day, three inches into the wood...

On the thirteenth day, Ling Ming's two fists and an iron tree fell to the ground with a bang. Ling Ming didn't immediately go to hit the next tree, but carefully felt it, feeling the deviation of his strength, and the degree of mastery of his power.

On the fourteenth day, Ling Ming closed his eyes lightly, concentrated his mental power to call on the blood qi, the blood qi quickly drew out from the body, and then formed a blood-colored shield, but it did not end, Ling Ming led all the blood qi around his body directly to his right hand, and then controlled all the blood qi to condense on his right hand, which looked extremely blood-red, Ling Ming opened his eyes, and seemed to slowly hit an iron tree in front of him.

"Whew. "There wasn't much noise, only a few leaves fell quietly, the iron tree seemed to be fine, and when Ling Ming left, a large eye-catching hole opened in the center of the tree...

In front of the hut, Meng Jiu had already learned about Ling Ming's achievements, so he said to Ling Ming:

"Solid must not only allow you to attack and defend, but also be able to train your spiritual power suddenly, so that your spiritual power is more pure and powerful, now that you have been able to use your blood and qi to attack, then there is no problem with defense, the principle is similar, and then I will tell you about the division of spiritual power." ”

Qian Meng, who was sitting on the side, was bored playing with the branches, if it weren't for Brother Ling Ming being here, where would this little girl sit. Meng Jiu knew that this little girl was such a nature, so it was difficult to care about her. Then he said to Ling Ming:

"Cultivating spiritual power, in fact, cultivating the most mysterious soul of the human body, the stronger the soul, the stronger the spiritual power released, some people also call spiritual power soul power, and spiritual power is also divided into levels, the lowest level is the gray soul realm, and the top is the white soul realm, the soul breaking realm, the jade soul realm, and the mysterious soul realm. ”

"What realm is Ninth Grandpa, is it the soul realm?" Ling Ming asked curiously.

Meng Jiu shook his head. The soul realm is not easy to say, this is an exploration of the deepest part of the human body, and there are only a handful of people who can reach it. Every character is a character who can call the wind and rain, the master of a force, and the continent will be shocked if you stomp your feet.

"Is the highest soul realm?" Ling Ming asked again.

"Cultivation is endless, and your spiritual power has not yet reached the lowest gray soul realm, so remember not to be ambitious. Knowing too much can sometimes not be a good thing. ”

After that, Meng Jiu unintentionally glanced at Qianmeng beside him, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, little guy, what you lack most now is actual combat, you need to sharpen yourself with actual combat, increase your proficiency in solid duels, there are many beasts in this barren mountain, all you have to do is to divide the day, occupy the terrain, and then continue to kill the beasts and hone your skills. Although the aura of this barren mountain is thin, there may as well be a very small number of spirit beasts mixed, remember to be careful, cultivation life and death are fateful. ”

"I see, Grandpa Nine. ”

Qianmeng on the side listened to Mengmeng's big eyes lit up, pestering Grandpa Mengjiu to signal her to go too, Mengjiu didn't say a word, directly mentioned Qianmeng and walked to the small black house, if she went, he was not worried about the safety of this little girl, what he was worried about was that this girl went, with the strength of this little girl to make trouble, Ling Ming's cultivation was afraid to ......

Qian Meng turned his head and looked at Ling Ming, as if these big smart eyes were full of despair, which made Ling Ming smile bitterly. Ling Ming had to give Xiao Meng'er a comforting look to make her feel at ease.

After setting up Qianmeng, Mengjiu took Ling Ming to the eastern part of the Hundred Mile Barren Mountain, which was a gathering place for wild beasts, and it was certainly an excellent place for cultivation. And in the center of this gathering place, there is a cemetery, according to Meng Jiu, he found Ling Ming in this cemetery in the first place, and he also searched the cemetery carefully, and it seems that he didn't find anything.

Ling Ming glanced at the cemetery, he didn't feel anything, he just felt a little desolate, when he looked at it for the second time, it seemed that there was a voice in his heart calling him over, it seemed to be the direction of the cemetery, when he reacted, he found that he was moving in the direction of the cemetery, and suddenly Ling Ming felt that this place was evil, and his heart was panicked. When I looked at it again, I didn't feel anything. Ling Ming looked at Meng Jiu and found that he didn't feel anything at all, which could only make Ling Ming think that it was an illusion.