Burning Dao refining patterns can not only incinerate other people's Dao to become the nutrients of the Great Dao, but also temper the flesh body in the lotus fire.

Jiang Long felt that his Dao had become more refined after being burned by the lotus fire. The accumulation of the past eventually turned into a strange 'pattern' that melted into his soul and bridged his physical body. It's an amazing feeling.

Even though Jiang Long was erudite in the past and knew many patterns, he had never been exposed to the first pattern. Looking back on the past, I always feel that the cultivation of the Dao pattern in the past was so stiff and unnatural, and if I didn't realize that the first pattern was integrated into the soul, I didn't give full play to one-tenth of the effect of the Dao pattern, and I completely relied on strength to forcibly activate the Dao pattern.

The first pattern is the cornerstone of hundreds of millions of patterns, which are derived from these five first patterns. The five elements are born and restrain each other, and the thousands of patterns are transformed, and the legend is that the five first lines are just the beginning, and there are five first lines, four phase patterns, yin and yang patterns, and one yuan pattern between heaven and earth.

After the ancient inheritance was severed, no one knew whether the four-phase pattern really existed, let alone the yin and yang pattern and the one-yuan pattern.

Jiang Long calmed down and tried to refine a set of tiger and crane double shapes, and the internal breath entered the beginning pattern, and instantly let out a tiger roaring crane, sometimes with the power of a fierce tiger, sometimes with a crane dancing. The most important thing is that every punch has an extremely sharp killing power.

Jiang Long understood that the ancestral pattern was the 'golden' pattern in the Five Origin Patterns.

The incineration on the lotus fire actually incinerated all his past accumulation into the golden pattern of the five origin patterns, how to describe this feeling? He secretly made up his mind not to refine all the eight origin patterns and swore not to step into the realm of truth.

Jiang Long let out a long roar excitedly: "The ancients didn't deceive me! Ancient martial arts can really cultivate the Five Beginning Patterns!"

Jiang Long continued to comprehend the basic martial arts information left by Tsing Yi, and knew how to continue to practice the remaining four patterns, different martial arts routines have different form rhymes, and different form rhymes can practice the corresponding first pattern.

After realizing this, Jiang Long's blood began to boil! Although he did not have the inheritance of ancient martial arts, he had bronze refining lanterns and many ancient martial arts that had been handed down, and he was confident that he could cultivate the Five Beginning Patterns.

After Jiang Long's set of punches was finished, he found that the clothes drying on the rooftop were torn into strips by the sharp blades output by the 'gold' pattern. Jiang Long was stupidly preparing to go downstairs to sleep, he had to come up with a suitable reason to explain to the wild fox, otherwise he would become a ripped maniac.

Jiang Long suddenly stopped, because he sensed something unusual near the apartment, and when he came to the edge of Tianyang to inspect, he saw a black shadow absconding somewhere, and finally disappeared without a trace.

From this person's evil aura, it was determined that this person was an evil cultivator of the Nine Grades of True Qi. Jiang Long secretly screamed badly and immediately rushed back to the house. As soon as I returned to the house, I heard a strange noise in Yang Xueyu's room.

Jiang Long immediately rushed into Yang Xueyu's room, and as soon as he entered the door, he was pressed against the wall by a hot carcass and kissed him, and gasped in pain: "Teacher, give it to me, I am so uncomfortable, I need it so much." ”

Although Jiang Long is an old demon in cultivation, his body is still the body of a pure yang boy with strong blood, how can he stand the devilish temptation of this wild fox at this time, instinctively reciting the Meditation Pudu Heart Sutra, the wild blood subsided, but suddenly felt an inappropriate feeling rushing to the brain, Jiang Long slashed down with a palm, and Yang Xueyu fainted on the ground.

It was so demonic just now, it made people feel like they were eating the marrow.

Although Yang Xueyu was unconscious, her body fell to the ground and she was still asking for something in pain. Jiang Long hurriedly sat down cross-legged and recited a fragmented ancient scripture.

This scripture is not a supernatural power, and mortals can use it to ward off evil spirits. But the pronunciation of this verse is very draining. If a mortal comes to recite it, it will be spiritual void within ten sentences.

Jiang Long's soul is so powerful, and his spiritual power is more vigorous than that of the cultivators of the Nine Grades of True Qi.

After the recitation of this ancient scripture, it was already dawn.

Jiang Long was like being fished out of water. This fragmented Burning Sound Sutra is a Hinayana Sutra, which in ancient times was used by mortals to purify their minds and drive away evil thoughts and demons, and the Inner Breath Realm was a qualified mortal realm in ancient times. Those who don't even have internal breath are wasted. It is conceivable how strong the ancient ancestors were.

The too distant past has nothing to do with Jiang Long. He only cares about his students at this time.

When Yang Xueyu woke up, she found that her teacher was leaning against the wall and fell asleep tiredly.

There is no way, even if Jiang Long now has the treasure of the bronze lotus lamp in his body, his body is not as good as the ancient ancestors of the realm, and it is good that he can read the entire fragment.

Yang Xueyu didn't feel anything strange in her body, so she knew that this stupid teacher was a rare and superb fool in the world.

When Jiang Long was awakened by the alarm clock he had set up, it was already time to go to work, so he washed his body casually and went out without even eating breakfast, only to find that someone had made breakfast for him and hung it on the door lock, and attached a note, only five words: You are a big fool.

Jiang Long was stunned for a moment, and asked himself: "Am I stupid? I'm a big fool, so what are you guys?"

Jiang Long is a demon in cultivation, and he is indeed a slow-acting fool in other aspects.

Jiang Long then sent a short message to Yang Xueyu: That dirty thing has come here, be careful, and notify me as soon as you find something abnormal.

Yang Xueyu's short breath made Jiang Long can't bear to look at it directly, this is really a problem girl with bad thoughts, it's really a headache.

It was almost late, Jiang Long didn't care about this, went out of the door and made several turns, then hid in a corner and squirmed his flesh and bones, and finally became another person, and finally took a taxi to the side of the road to rush to school.

He has been going back and forth like this for most of the past half a month, and he has not appeared in school in his true face.

Except for those who knew him well enough to discern who he was from his breath, only his current students had seen his true face. Out of the 100-meter range of this old apartment, he has to travel easily. He chose this place because it was abandoned, and the electronic eyes had long since been damaged by disrepair.

Ordinary cultivators don't know that the monitoring equipment covering the whole world is connected to the soul network, in other words, hundreds of countries around the world are under the monitoring of the soul network.

The top floor of a high-rise building in a prosperous area of Tianzhao City is a manor in the sky. This is one of the properties under the name of the Long family, the four major cultivation families in Tianzhao City. Those in the know know that this place has been assigned to his precious illegitimate son Long Qianxing by the Long family.

A woman with glamorous makeup was guarding a pile of rotten meat and crying: "My son, you are so miserable, your father doesn't care about your life or death." ”

At this moment, the door opened, and an old man who looked like a housekeeper came to the woman, threw a small porcelain bottle in front of the woman, and said, "If you talk nonsense, be careful that I cut off your tongue, this is the life-saving medicine that the old man has given to this waste, give him it quickly." ”