The narrow bluestone cliff is like a huge battle axe, wedged obliquely into the sky, high and steep, precipitous, and looks like there is a kind of atmosphere that dares to compete with heaven and earth.

At the end of the cliff, Lynch calmed down, sat cross-legged peacefully, and breathed in and practiced. If you look at it from a distance, it seems to be suspended in the air, which is amazing.

As soon as he exhaled and inhaled, the aura of heaven and earth permeating the mountains was absorbed by him, refining and gathering in his abdomen, and there seemed to be a hint of turning from gaseous to liquid, which was a sign of turning the ordinary into a strange.

In other words, the martial artists in the world are roughly divided into five ranks according to the realm of cultivation.

The first level is the mortal martial realm, as the name suggests, even if the martial artist in this realm is ten or even a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, in the final analysis, he is just a mortal. The vast majority of martial artists, throughout their lives, are in this realm.

The second level is the chemical martial arts realm, and when you step into this realm, you can go beyond the simple kung fu martial arts, turn the ordinary into the strange, and initially master some relatively simple supernatural secret methods.

Martial artists who have cultivated to this realm, if their qualifications are shallow, they will not be able to learn the powerful secret methods of supernatural powers, and their strength will not necessarily be stronger than that of martial artists in the mortal martial realm. However, only by reaching this realm, the path of cultivation of a martial artist will not stop there, and he can try to touch a more powerful and mysterious realm, which is the third realm.

The third level is to break the martial realm, also known as the real martial realm, emphasizing the need to break and then stand, breaking the ordinary is true, transforming from ordinary martial arts to true martial arts, breaking through the shackles of mortals, and achieving the body of a true martial artist.

Only when the martial arts realm is reached, can a warrior be called a strong man, and some ordinary magical secret methods can be used with confidence, and he can do it with ease. And the martial artists who can reach this level in their lifetime may not necessarily appear in one out of ten thousand martial artists.

The fourth level is the Holy Martial Realm, and reaching the Holy Realm means that the transcendent enters the Holy Realm and becomes the top powerhouse in the world. Peerless figures who are lucky enough to reach the Saint Martial Realm, don't ask how many there are in the world today, even if you look at the thousand-year history since the era of the strong, they are still very rare.

As for the fifth rank, the Emperor Realm, it only exists in legends. It is said that throughout the ages, there is only one person who has truly reached the realm of emperors, and that is Lin Ze, the founding emperor of the Xia Kingdom.

In addition to Lin Ze, those who barely touched the emperor realm and stepped into the realm of the void emperor, in the history of the Xia Kingdom, there are only a few people who have left their names in the future generations, such as Valkyrie Ye Xuan, Thunder Emperor Lei Shuai, Heavenly Maiden Lin Lin'er, and Sea Emperor Lin Qi'er.

The birth of Emperor Tianwu ushered in the era of turbulent powerhouses, but in the nearly thousand years since his death, no one has ever reached his height.

In the past four or five hundred years, let alone a Void Emperor powerhouse, even a saint-level powerhouse has rarely appeared, which is really embarrassing to think about......

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Lynch's cultivation at this stage is a first-class mortal martial realm, and he practices diligently every morning and evening, and he can clearly feel that there is a ball of aura gathered into a ball at the lower abdomen dantian, and every time he touches it, it will roll like a cloud, and it seems that he can almost condense a drop of rain.

Once the transformation of the aura from the gaseous state to the liquid state occurs, it means that the cultivation of the martial artist has reached the chemical martial realm, or it is about to reach the chemical martial realm.

Of course, Lynch has only tasted a hint of change, and he is still far from the actual chemical weapons. If he is once chemical, it should not be a problem for him to continue to live for three or five years.

"Hoo ......"

Lynch exhaled a breath of turbidity and opened his eyes, a pair of eyes were clear and bright, and the brilliance was unusual.

The weather was quite nice today, the sky was clear, there was no cloud, not even a trace of wind, and the vast river valley was quiet, quieter than the night.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the body, and the skin and flesh of the whole body, and even the bones, all relaxed, and felt very comfortable.

In this cold winter that is rare once in decades, I was fortunate to encounter such a warm day, even if he was as diligent as him, he was a little lazy by the sun, and lay on the ground, planning to bask in the sun and rest for a while. As the so-called overreach, tense your nerves all day long, running back and forth, may not be a good thing.

He looked up at the sky, and at first he didn't notice anything, but after looking at it for a long time, his eyes gradually deepened, but he was surprised to find that there was a layer of cloudless and non-foggy turbidity floating in the blue sky, like a gray, endless huge shadow......

"Good fellow, what's that?"

He believed in his strange eyes the most, and he was sure that he was not dazzled, and he secretly wondered in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the Shadow Land located above the Golden Bay in the southern part of the Bosha Empire, known as one of the top ten Jedi in the world.

The so-called Land of Shadows is not a piece of land, but a sea of islands. For hundreds of years, it has been shrouded in vast shadows, barely receiving a ray of light, and in constant darkness, so it is also known as the Land of Eternal Night.

Fortunately, that shadow is on the sea, not on land, otherwise humanity would never have survived in the cold and dark eternal night.

However, now on the land of the Xia Kingdom, a rudimentary form similar to the shadow of eternal night has appeared, how can it not be worrying?

This winter is unusually cold, and it may have something to do with the appearance of shadows!

Lynch sat up, a deep haze rising from his brow, and the deeper he thought about it, the more his heart sank, and he felt bad.

His eyesight is extraordinary, because he has always liked to look up at the sky, and this time it was a clear sky, and after looking at it for a long time, he unexpectedly saw a hint of clues. Unless he has a higher eyesight than him, it is difficult for the average person to see the difference in the sky, and he does not know that an unknown catastrophe is weighing down on his head.

Ordinary people may not know the situation, but Si Tianjian, who is in charge of the astronomical calendar and has a large sky-watching equipment, must have monitored the existence of shadows. The Xia Capital City, especially the Aeolian Army, had been watching the Shadowlands for hundreds of years, and it was impossible for them to turn a blind eye to such things.

Thinking of this, Lynch's heart was a little relieved, and at the same time, he secretly laughed that he was really worried. Even if the naivety really falls, there are tall people to stand on top of it, where is there anything to do with him? To live well in this mountain wilderness is his goal

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In the cold ancient forest, Lynch took a deep breath, bowed his waist, took a small half step forward with his left foot, stepped on a lunge, kicked back with his right foot, stabilized his whole body, borrowed his strength on the ground, raised his right hand in front of him, put his five fingers together, and his breath penetrated up and down.

"Bang!"

The big tree shook suddenly, and a shallow palm print was made on the trunk.

The birds on the trees flew in shock, scattered in a hurry, and the fallen trees fell down, like thousands of fluttering yellow butterflies, and the momentum was really amazing. It's hard to imagine that a thin man like him can unleash such a fierce force.

With a palm, more than half of Lynch's strength was suddenly withdrawn, and he instantly became sluggish, his left hand covered his "dong dong" beating little heart, and his right arm curled up in front of him, bending over and gasping roughly. Together with his right hand, the entire right arm felt a faint pain, as if the bones in the flesh were broken inch by inch, and the pain spread all over the body, and cold sweat broke out.

The palm technique he exerts is not trivial, it is one of the most proud martial arts of Tianwu Emperor Lin Ze, called "Qilin Hoof", also called "Qilin Fist", fierce and domineering, powerful, is one of the most favorite boxing techniques practiced by male Qilin sons.

The "Hoof of the Kirin" is not trivial, and it can only be practiced by those who practice both internally and externally, because the essence of this fist technique is to regulate the breath of the whole body, run the whole body, borrow strength from the earth with both feet, and then exert power beyond the limit through the hands. Unless a person with profound skills and a strong physique cannot control such a strong technique.

If a person with a weak body forcibly uses it, even if he can release a certain amount of power, he will definitely be hurt first, and it is a way of fighting that injures the enemy by a thousand and damages himself by eight hundred.

A peerless powerhouse like Emperor Tianwu, casting the "Qilin Hoof", casually punching out with one palm, has the power of opening mountains and splitting the earth, and he himself is not harmed at all, and his power is like a god. As for Lynch, although he shook the tree with one palm, he was also injured by the reaction of the tree, which was very uncomfortable.

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"Boom, boom, boom......"

The white bone sword swung up, stabbing, slashing, teasing, or whisking, making a continuous sound of breaking wind. The shadow of the white sword came, and the fallen leaves were shattered. Within a radius of two and a half meters with him as the center, hardly a single leaf landed intact.

"Qilin Hoof", the most rigid and fierce martial art, is indeed not suitable for him who is congenitally deficient and weak. The reason why he chose to practice a few palms in a simple and simple way was actually mainly to facilitate sword practice, but he unexpectedly practiced a little bit of fire, and he already had a certain combat effectiveness.

As long as the timing is right, even with the strength of a black bear, if you are hit by such a strong palm, there is a chance that you will be directly killed.

Swords and bows and arrows have always relied on Lynch's life, and without these two weapons, his combat power would have been reduced by at least ninety percent. Now that he has mastered this nirvana, supplemented by the gradually improving "Wufang Qilin Step", in case he falls into a situation with his bare hands, he still has the power to kill the enemy and protect himself. It means a lot to him.

In addition to practicing every day, Lynch's main job is hunting and collecting medicine. He practiced swords for a long time, saw that the sun had risen in the middle of the sky, rested for a while, put on his hunting clothes, carried a short bow and quiver, and prepared to stop, he couldn't help but start thinking about his only little friend Xiao Qi in this barren mountain range. Normally, at this time, it should have come back early, but today it didn't return for a long time......

There are countless creatures stronger than them in the mountains, it can be said that there are dangers lurking, there is no absolute safety at all, even with Xiao Qi's speed and flexibility, it is inevitable that something will happen.

The more he waited, the more anxious he became, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and after more than half an hour, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and looked in the direction where the snake valley was located.

"The little guy likes to catch snakes the most, and he always runs to Snake Valley when he has nothing to do, and he probably went there today, could it be that he encountered some difficult character?"

Lynch's face sank like water, and he thought so in his heart.

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