"The illusion martial art is a course that every illusionist must practice. The Liliang type illusionist focuses on physical tempering, and only in this way can he maximize the liliang of the summoned beast in battle. However, the phantom body martial arts cultivated by magic-type illusionists focus on the improvement of their own elemental capacity, because the phantom beasts they signed up with generally possess elemental magic skills. ”

"On Zhengyuan Dalu, there are about nine types of phantom body martial arts, from level one to level nine, of which one to three levels can be cultivated by ordinary people who cannot become illusion masters, and at most they can cultivate triple phantom bodies. Don't underestimate this triple phantom body, in our Xiran country, such a good player can already become an excellent mercenary leader, and he can completely compete with an ordinary four-star demonic beast. ”

"Level 4 or above phantom body martial arts are for illusionists to practice, like the Split Mountain Fist is a martial arts technique that has reached level 5, which is much stronger than the power of the first to third level exercises, and the same phantom body strength, the more advanced the martial arts technique, the more peculiar and powerful the use of liliang techniques. Of course, there are also some ordinary people who have adventures or accumulate power stones to buy spiritual grass to break through the meridians in their bodies and practice phantom body martial arts above level four. ”

"Uncle Menghai, you are now a great illusionist, so why don't you practice more advanced exercises?

The words were interrupted, and Meng Hai glanced at the young man who was asking, and said with a smile: "In a small country like ours, the most surviving phantom body martial arts are only level six, and they are in the hands of the royal family. Top-level phantom body martial arts such as the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels were all in the hands of some of the huge shili of the three empires. ”

"The cultivation of the phantom body is limited by the divine soul talent. For example, ordinary people would generally stop when they cultivated to the strength of the Triple Phantom Body, but because when they reached this strength, they would no longer be able to sense the deeper energy between heaven and earth, so they had to stop. The illusionist is different, through the cultivation of the divine soul, every time he condenses a great array of divine souls in his mind, he can sense the energy between heaven and earth at a deeper level, and then he can absorb these energies to break through the meridians in the body and improve the cultivation of the illusion body martial arts. Seeing the confusion flashing in the eyes of the children around him, Menghai secretly sighed.

"Take Uncle Menghai as an example, my Divine Soul has been appraised, and I can only cultivate three Divine Soul Great Arrays at most, so without the help of any external force, my cultivation limit is to summon a famous master level, and the phantom body strength can be cultivated more than ordinary people to reach the sixfold level, understand?"

"Uncle Menghai, I want to ask, how is the cultivation of this phantom body martial art determined?" Hearing Menghai's explanation, Zhang Hao asked with some doubts.

Glancing at Zhang Hao lightly, Menghai nodded and said, "The main method of determining the level of the illusionist body is the twelve meridians of the human body. Through the cultivation of the phantom body martial arts, in addition to the initial fourfold phantom body, which requires the opening of the three yin meridians of the hand, in the future, the three yang meridians of the hand will be opened respectively, and the three yin and three yang meridians will be promoted to one level each. And the reason why ordinary people stop the triple phantom body is because they can only rely on the energy of ordinary heaven and earth, through the refining of the initial aura, so as to penetrate the first two meridians of the three yin of the hand at most, and lead the ordinary heaven and earth aura to sink into the veins. ”

"Once the phantom body is promoted to the fourth level, it is divided into three small stages, dealing with the three meridians that rush away. The first is to temper the body with aura, and after the realm is stable, it will transform its strength in turn, broaden its meridians, and become Xiaocheng and Dacheng respectively. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that the martial arts techniques practiced by this summoner Shijie were also the magic of exploring the meridians of the human body, and at the moment he seemed to have something in his heart, and asked tightly, "If this is the case, the twelve meridians are fully opened, wouldn't it be the most cultivated to the sevenfold phantom body?"

"That's right, if an illusionist cultivates to the level of a summoning grandmaster, he can enter the sevenfold illusion body for the first time, and this level is a shackle for the illusionist's cultivation. Summoning the grandmaster for the first time into the sevenfold, with the cultivation, to the level of summoning the heavenly master, the strength of the illusion is real, for the sevenfold small success, and to the summoning legendary realm, condensing the body illusion pill, the achievement of the sevenfold illusion body masterpiece, as long as the sixth divine soul array is condensed in the brain domain, you can attract the heavenly thunder into the body, and refine the body. ”

Then open the eight most mysterious heavenly veins of the human body. The eightfold breakthrough of the three, and the ninefold breakthrough of the three, thus comprehending the supreme law of this shijie. Legend has it that the remaining two heavenly veins are the two veins of Qiankun. If the divine soul cultivates to a certain point and perceives the power of the deepest law on this shijie, it will be able to break through these two meridians and break through to the tenfold phantom body. It is said that once such a person cultivates an illusory beast to an eleven-star divine beast, he can fly into a god!"

"Become a god?" Zhang Hao was taken aback, this word was simply incredible to him, and then he hurriedly asked: "Uncle Menghai?

Nodding firmly, Menghai said with a smile: "There are great sages who have become gods, and there are many miracles on this shijie, but those are ancient things more than 80,000 years ago, since Zuihou a great sage stepped into the god realm, the energy between heaven and earth has passed, and for more than 80,000 years, no one has been able to set foot in the god realm." ”

Hearing such an explanation, Zhang Hao's heart was full of doubts, what is the concept of 80,000 years? Some rumors and mysterious relics that have been handed down casually from ancient times may be exaggerated by later generations, and it is okay not to believe these distant legends that only exist in the records.

After calming down, Zhang Hao couldn't help but groan, although he didn't know what was wrong with this shijie's heaven and earth aura and exercises, which could make people have stronger strength than the previous shijie after opening the twelve meridians, but he knew that every shijie had a certain rule, maybe the summoner shijie was more conducive to cultivation than the shijie in the past.

Seeing Zhang Hao standing on the spot, Menghai didn't say anything more, his eyes swept over the more than thirty teenagers present, and said: "Regarding the knowledge of summoner's cultivation, what I am talking about is just the tip of the iceberg, if you can become an illusionist, you can go to the academy to learn more knowledge." Of course, if the talent is enough, you can go to the academy and learn more excellent illusion martial arts under the guidance of the teacher. But the most important thing now is to practice the Split Mountain Fist and strive to become a good player who can protect the village as soon as possible, understand?"

The older children know in their hearts that they have absolutely no chance of becoming in this life, after all, in the past hundreds of years, they have never heard of any child in this village within a radius of 100 miles who has successfully opened the soul and become an illusionist. However, some seven or eight-year-old children listened to Menghai's words, and their hearts were full of longing, but no matter what, they are now full of energy, and they are bound to learn the Split Mountain Fist well, and strive to become a respected master like Menghai first.

"The boxing test begins. ”

Seeing that everyone's faces were firm, Menghai made a mistake, gave up the empty position in front of him, and said, "Qiao Ming, get out of the queue!"

"To. ”

Hearing the shout, a sturdy teenager stepped out, which immediately aroused the cheers of the people around him, Qiao Ming is from a neighboring village, has participated in six trainings, can be described as an out-and-out master in this group of children, and is an idol in everyone's hearts in private.

"Whoosh"

The footsteps are moving to a certain extent, and the split mountain fist has some background in Qiao Ming's hands, and with the progress of the boxing technique, it has attracted bursts of applause from a group of children below.

"Bang"

The fist was hit to the extreme, and the fist momentum was unabated, and it smashed an intact stone mill in front of him, and a clear fist mark was left on it.

Menghai took two steps forward, looked at the fist marks on the stone mill, and said with a rare smile on his face, "Yes, this strength has faintly had a sign of breaking through the third-level phantom body." ”

"Wow, Brother Qiao is so powerful, after only three years of cultivation, he is about to break through to the third-level phantom body, so envious. ”

"Don't look at who Brother Qiao is, we are dozens of famous young players in the village, and some of the older generations who follow Uncle Menghai to hunt are not necessarily his opponents. ”

Seeing the admiration on Menghai's face and hearing the praise of the people around him, Qiao Ming's face turned red, and the excitement was put into effect, and he walked back to the team with his head up.

As Qiao Ming walked back to the team with excitement on his face, Menghai said loudly: "Mengyurou, accept the boxing test." ”

"To. This crisp voice immediately attracted all the eyes of the present, today's Meng Yurou was dressed in plain clothes, and tied up her long purple hair with plain strips of cloth, giving people a particularly capable feeling, but that perfect face still had some childish color.

As Meng Yurou walked into the room, the eyes of all the teenagers almost popped out, and there was extreme admiration in their eyes, and even the corners of some teenagers' mouths unconsciously dripped transparent liquid.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the young man who was only six or seven years old, still wearing open crotch pants, with a handful of snot and a handful of saliva, the corners of Zhang Hao's mouth twitched, and he lowered his voice and said: "Brother, how old are you this year?

"Suck ......"

Sucking the saliva that almost dripped from his mouth to his chin directly into his mouth, the child looked at Zhang Hao strangely and said, "Sister Yurou is the dream lover of all the young people in dozens of villages within a radius of 100 miles, don't you think she is very beautiful? ”

"Uh...... You are so old and think about marrying a daughter-in-law all day long, it seems too early, right?"

"What's inappropriate, we rural people are not like city people, we have to go to bed as soon as it gets dark, adults like to exercise at night, don't you hear the cries of your village one after another at night? Don't look at my young age, in fact, I know everything, at night, I go to my father's house door to watch, sometimes I go over the wall to the next door with Wang Erga to watch his father and mother fight in bed, in the future I will also marry a daughter-in-law, fight with him every day. The child wrinkled his nose with a look of longing.

"Wipe ......"

Hearing such words from the mouth of a seven or eight-year-old child, Zhang Hao's heart suddenly twitched, and only then did he vaguely understand that Weishenme Mengyurou was only fourteen years old, and the real reason why there was an endless stream of people proposing relatives in dozens of villages nearby: The children are precocious and anxious!

"Bang"

While the two were talking, Meng Yurou's set of splitting mountain fists was nearing the end, and a heavy muffled sound came, only to see that there was also an extra fist mark on the stone mill that was still intact just now, but this slightly small fist mark was about two inches deep.

The scene fell silent for a while, and the frenzy in the eyes of all the young people rose several notches again, and even a few older children secretly swallowed their throats, not that their thoughts were a little crooked, this was a real sense of admiration and awe. After all, Meng Yurou's cultivation of Split Mountain Fist started this year, but it was really terrifying to be able to reach this point in half a year.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After a short silence, there was applause one after another in the venue, and everyone clapped their hands with all their might, trying to make their applause louder and able to attract Meng Yurou's attention.

Menghai's big face was already smiling into a brilliant chrysanthemum at this moment, and when she stopped Meng Yurou's shoulder, she said excitedly: "Everyone has seen it, Yurou has only been cultivating the Split Mountain Fist for half a year, and the strength of the triple phantom body has become smaller, although her physical talent is higher, but the most important thing is her hard work, as long as you work as hard as her, you can quickly reach this point." ”

Hearing Menghai's words, Meng Yurou's little face lifted a flush, stood on tiptoe and scanned the crowd, her eyes fixed on the slightly thin figure, and then she jumped and walked towards the young man without hesitation.

After coming to Zhang Hao's side, Meng Yurou habitually grabbed the former's arm and smiled sweetly.

This scene fell in the eyes of dozens of people around him, and a bundle of jealous eyes that wanted to eat people turned around, and these beast-like gazes immediately made Zhang Hao's back flush with a chill......

"Eh, there is also the fat brother, and the fat brother. Looking at the envious eyes, the fat man standing next to Zhang Hao stretched out his arm as thick as a thigh, and his small eyes flashed.

Hearing the sound, Meng Yurou smiled lightly, stretched out her left arm, obediently grabbed the fat man's arm, and said, "I won't forget the fat brother." ”

This joking voice came, Zhang Hao and the fat man's arms moved almost at the same time without leaving a trace, although they only lightly touched the softness, but the two of them were shocked, their eyes couldn't help touching each other, and they sighed in their hearts at the same time: softness is eternal, and a touch will last forever......