Now that you have opened your pulse and stepped into the Quenching Realm, you should now practice the true arts.

I don't know why, since Wu Ming obtained the memory of killing the Heavenly Demon, Wu Ming always had a thought in his heart, and there was a voice telling him that if he wanted to step on the peak of this cultivation and become a human being......

This may also be due to the fusion of the memories of the Heaven Killer, after all, the Heaven Killer was also a romantic figure before his death, with outstanding talent since he was a child, and he sang all the way and smiled proudly.

Originally, he was a chivalrous hero, fighting the world, but I don't know what the reason was, so that the heart of the demon who killed the sky changed greatly, and he became a demon with a thought, and became a terrifying demon.

I just vaguely remember that it was related to a woman.

Of course, fortunately, there was no memory of his demon path in Wu Ming's mind.

Yes, it is his obsession with the Tao and his exploration of the Tao.

"Drink!"

In the mountains and forests in the distance, a slightly immature cheer suddenly sounded.

A thin figure shuttled between the trees, jumping back and forth, and the weeds and branches in the woods did not hinder the figure in the slightest.

I saw the figure, taking two steps suddenly, stretching out his fists, and slowly unleashing a set of jerky fists between his small arms.

On the side, Xiao Jin hung on the branch, eating a banana that he didn't know where to pick in his hand, and a pair of clever monkey eyes swept the figure shuttling in front of him.

For a whole morning, Wu Ming has been practicing his boxing technique non-stop, and this set of boxing techniques is the intermediate mortal true technique that Wu Ming learned in the black bracelet, Kongming Fist.

Kongming Fist is divided into nine rings, with the fist to generate wind, with the wind to make sounds, layer by layer, the fist strength can be broken stone and wood, Kongming Fist has a strong fist strength, but also has a strong internal strength, when attacking, the cultivator will also be affected by the internal strength, so it has strict requirements for the physical fitness of the cultivator.

However, in this morning, Wu Ming's boxing technique has not advanced an inch, is obscure and awkward, and has not been practiced for a long time.

"Huh?" At this time, Wu Ming frowned slightly, ignoring the sweat stains on his forehead, and looked down at the small hand that looked at the callouse, he always felt that his empty Ming fist seemed to be missing something.

"Whew. ”

Wu Ming shook his head, slowly let out a breath, and said silently to a tree in front of him, and blasted away with a punch.

"Smack. There was a soft sound.

The tree in front of him just shook, and nothing else.

"Why? How can this be?" Looking at the trunk of the tree in front of him, which was safe and sound, and had not even rubbed off the bark, Wu Ming's brows condensed into a pimple.

I thought about it in my mind, he did cultivate according to the scroll, why is this effect different from the one introduced above.

Moreover, there was no information about the Kongming Fist in the memory of the Heavenly Demon Slayer, which gave Wu Ming a little headache. Maybe it's because the level is too low, after all, this punch method is the lowest mortal product.

His empty fist has a form but no soul, and there are moves but no substance, and it feels like an empty shelf.

"Squeak. ”

A golden shadow flashed in front of Wu Ming, and shook his head angrily, Xiao Jin looked at Wu Ming as if he was looking at a pig, and that look also made Wu Ming's little face green.

However, Xiaojin's strength is higher than Wu Ming, otherwise Wu Ming would definitely not let it be arrogant now.

Ignoring Wu Ming's bitterness, Xiao Jin bared his teeth and jumped onto the latter's shoulder, stretching out his monkey paw and patting his head vividly.

"Xiao Jin, what are you doing? Huh?" Seeing Xiao Jin jumping up, Wu Ming was slightly stunned, and immediately understood something, and said in surprise: "Oh, I know." ”

With joy in his heart, Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes.

In the sea of knowledge, Wu Mingyuan's soul was sitting on a black strange lotus, and above his head, a black jade stone was floating, which was quite strange.

"Give it a try. With a thought in his heart, Wu Soul moved, and the Yuan Soul emitted a little fluorescence, and poured all the information about the Empty Ming Fist into the black jade above the Dao.

After receiving the information, the black jade glowed slightly, and after a while, the information about the Empty Ming Fist also returned to the Yuan Soul, but this time, it was much more complete than before, and even more refined.

"The empty screen is like a stream, and the nine rings of bright movement shake the ...... around the body" Wu Ming lowered his head and groaned, and the core experience of the empty Ming fist flashed in front of him.

Hundreds of figures appeared in the sea of knowledge, practicing the Kongming Fist Technique, each of them was lifelike, the fist brought the soul, Wu Ming stared at these figures, and his comprehension of the Kongming Fist became clearer and clearer.

"I see. ”

Wu Ming's closed eyes slowly opened, and the corners of his mouth showed a knowing smile.

After a few flips, Wu Ming came to a slightly empty area, his dark eyes flashed with fine light, and then he took a deep breath, squatted slightly, and waved his fists.

Wu Ming's set of punches is like flowing water, which can be called perfect, it is not like learning for the first time, but after several years of experience.

Punch out... Wrap up.

"Whew. ”

Spit out, Wu Ming also grinned, and while he was happy to practice the Empty Ming Fist in his heart, he was also secretly surprised in his heart, no black jade had such an effect, and he could interpret the true art.

The bright sunlight shone on Wu Ming's face through the gaps in the leaves, warm, Wu Ming also enjoyed this feeling, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"Look at me. ”

......

Among the trees, the sunlight shone on the ground through the gaps, and the young man's face was serious, and a set of boxing techniques seemed to be practiced thousands of times.

At first, the blasted arm had a little fist wind, and a faint sound could be heard with each blast, and as the blasted fist became more and more frequent, there was a sound every time it was blasted, and then, the sound became louder and louder, and the thumping sound brought by the friction of the arm against the air suddenly resounded in the woods.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the sound, the young man's figure suddenly stopped, and he turned around suddenly, his eyes staring at the front like torches, his dark eyes revealing a trace of coldness, and he kicked hard under his feet, and flew out with a leap, punching a tree about the thickness of an adult's arms in front of him.

At this moment, the boy's breath suddenly exploded, like a lion awakened.

"Empty Ming Fist!"

The next moment, the young man's figure suddenly stopped in front of the thick tree, leaned forward, his shoulders slightly staggered, one hand clenched into a fist against his waist, and the other hand was terribly embedded deep in the thick tree.

"Boom!" fell, and on the front of the thick tree, the arm was embedded in it like a scalpel, and the bark on the surface of the fist-sized crack was undamaged, as if it had been carved into it.

"Click..."

But on the other side of the thick tree, it seemed to have been greatly impacted and destroyed, sawdust splashed everywhere, trees flew sideways, and cracks of more than a foot spread up and down with the fist as the center.

"Shhh ”

A little sluggishly withdrew his fist, looking at the scene in front of him, even Wu Ming himself felt incredible and unbelievable, this was caused by himself, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Squeak. ”

Xiao Jin on the side looked at the young man in front of him blankly, and the action of opening his mouth to eat the banana was also stiff, and under that roar, the banana in his hand was also cut off and fell to the ground, which was really funny.

"Three points into the wood, the internal strength converges, and the empty fist is three-layered!"

Wu Ming looked at the tree in front of him with satisfaction, and his little face was filled with this smug smile.

"Wang Ba, if you meet it, what will you look like?"

The boy's messy figure slowly disappeared through the forest.