Chapter 179: Ninety-Five Mudras
His face changed drastically, and he shouted, "What did you do?"
"It's nothing, my baby, I like to devour essence and blood, the more I eat, the stronger it will become, even if it is a small hole with the size of a needle, it will not let go of a drop, oh my God, I want to talk to you... Say goodbye!"
"Don't, don't, Shen Qiansan, I was wrong, I beg you, senior, spare my life!" Yun Zhongtian had clearly felt the flow of essence and blood in his body, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and when he finished speaking, he already felt dizzy, and his face became pale. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Didn't you want to kill me? Didn't you say I couldn't kill you?" Shen Qiansan had a sunny smile on his face, like a harmless good man.
"Shen... Shen Qiansan, I do... I won't let you go if I am a ghost......" The extremely vicious words came out of Yun Zhongtian's mouth at this moment, but they seemed to be whispering, the words fell, and the person died.
"Bastard, I can't kill you!" Shen Qiansan looked at the dried corpse that was still entangled in vines, and cut off his head with a sword, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, put away the vines, and sat on the edge of the lake.
Lying on the shore of the lake, looking up at the blue sky, Shen Qiansan felt dizzy in his head, this time in the face of the encirclement and suppression of more than 20 people, it was a miracle that he could survive, on the one hand, the other party underestimated his ability, and on the other hand, it was also the result of his actions and exhaustion.
In this day, Shen Qiansan almost exhausted all the means in his body, not only to be improvised, ready for emergencies at any time, but also to grasp the next move, his heart was haggard, and his body was even more tired.
Fortunately, it was finally solved, and it was the first time to kill so many people at one time, and it was a fluke.
"If it weren't for the holy water, I'm afraid I would have been killed by this cloud in the sky a long time ago!" Shen Qiansan sighed in his heart, if it wasn't for the holy water, if he hadn't cultivated the Songhe Longevity Gong, his body was not strong enough, maybe he would have fallen down when he was pierced in the shoulder by Xu Yongqing for the first time.
The pain he endured for countless days and nights at the beginning was also worth it, and his ability to endure pain played a key role, otherwise he really couldn't resist the shot in the stomach.
"Return!" After lying down for a long time, when the sky was dark, Shen Qiansan felt much more comfortable, identified the direction, and hurried towards Beisong City.
When he returned home, it was already the middle of the night, during which Bai Lao and the others contacted him several times, and they also found out about the death of several killers, Shen Qiansan did not hide it, and told the truth that as for how the Holy Hall should negotiate with the Yun family, it was none of his business.
Looking at the huge courtyard, Shen Qiansan sighed secretly, holy water is indeed a good thing, but unfortunately it is difficult to find, he hurried back to the house, the external injury has healed, but the intestines have been crushed a lot, and it has not completely healed.
Fortunately, the palace is full of vitality, and after the cultivation of Songhe Yannian Gong, the injury has almost healed.
When the jade rabbit was empty, Shen Qiansan woke up from his cultivation, he was very satisfied with his body's recovery ability, he was not busy cultivating, he needed to check the harvest this time.
There are a lot of storage bags, but unfortunately, these people are all descendants of the Yun family, and what good things can they have, the most reserved is the spirit stone, which adds up to less than 50,000.
There are a lot of good things in Yun Zhongtian's storage bag, but they are only limited to panacea, or some natural treasures.
Shen Qiansan was a little disappointed, and after sorting and collecting, he sat cross-legged on the ground, reflecting on today's bloody battle.
Today's battle once again proved the strength of Songhe's longevity skill, his current cultivation has only just broken through to the seventh layer of qi training, but without relying on rattan and third-level flying feathers, he can easily kill the monks in the early stage of the eighth layer of qi training.
Secondly, the benefits brought by the soul cultivation technique are undoubted, if it weren't for the fact that his divine soul was strong enough today, and finally supported the rattan to weave into a cricket cage, he would still have to die.
But in the same way, today's battle gave him a clearer understanding of the eighth layer of Qi training, and thinking of Yun Zhongtian's terrifying body, Shen Qiansan felt his scalp tingle.
"Lack of martial arts! In today's final battle, if I can master some martial arts, it will be impossible for that shot to nail me to a tree!" Shen Qiansan knew where his shortcomings were, and remembered the two sets of martial arts that appeared after Songhe's great success.
The Corpse Fire Sutra cannot be cultivated for the time being, he has not yet reached the eighth level of Qi training, and the true fire in his body has not yet been born, so it is useless.
"Ninety-five Great Mudras" can be cultivated.
It's just that he hasn't studied it since he got this big mudra, and at the beginning of getting it, he encountered the pursuit and killing of those people in Baihua, followed by Luo Leiyin's challenge, followed by the construction of the palace, and when the palace was built, he could practice quietly, but he unexpectedly found that the temperature in the palace was gradually increasing, and the cultivation speed was getting faster and faster.
What could be more exciting than the rapid improvement of cultivation? Shen Qiansan even directly forgot about this set of martial arts.
Thinking of it at this moment, I hurriedly pulled it out of my mind and studied it.
"Ninety-five mudras", a total of nine seals, one for the true self seal, two for the wishful seal, three for the broken bondage seal, four for the freedom seal, five for the sky seal, six for the sea seal, seven for the seal of the demon, eight for the demon seal, nine for the free mudra.
The subtlety of the ninety-five mudra is that you don't need to practice from one to nine, any mudra can be cultivated, of course, the only one has the best effect, it depends on how you choose.
Shen Qiansan pondered all night, and when the golden crow rose in the morning, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
"The True Self Seal is the only auxiliary mudra, if you cultivate in the state of the True Self Seal, you can make the mind highly concentrated, not disturbed by any external environment, even if you are sitting in the downtown area to practice, you can also see the nose, nose and heart, and the true self, so that there is nothing outside the body, and the true self is the only one. ”
The other mudras are all forms of martial arts, and the Ruyi seal is the body method, but this body method completely subverts the previous concept of the body method, and the Ruyi seal is the use of beating out different mudras, with the help of the impetus of aura or gangqi, to achieve the purpose of body ruyi transformation.
The mudra of the hands is like the tail and fins of a fish, the wings and tail of a swallow, and to be precise, it is a subtle means of how to perfectly apply the cultivation to the hands and then push the body to flicker and move.
The magic weapon or spell of the monk, once it is cast, must lock the enemy, and the effect of breaking the seal is to get rid of this lock, and with the Ruyi seal, it is difficult to be hit by the enemy's spell.
The self-contained seal is aimed at its own breath, and after it is cast, it can change its own cultivation to the appearance, or even completely hide the breath, after the two are combined, in the eyes of others, you are just an ordinary person, and the word "free" comes from this.