Chapter 70: Seventy-two Golden Dragons
However, the highest state that anyone who practices martial arts and refines qi can achieve in his entire life is determined by his innate endowment.
Innate endowment, in general terms, refers to a person's physique and thoughts.
Thought refers to a person's spiritual level, understanding and acceptance of things, Taoism, and learning.
The physique refers to the tendons, bones, blood, meridians, meridians, and veins.
There are high and low levels of understanding, and there are strengths and weaknesses of physique.
A person's understanding is not high, and he has not been able to reach it for ten years. If you have a high level of understanding, you will be a thousand miles a day.
A person's physique is not good, and he can't get started after practicing for ten years, but if he has a strong physique, he will become a sect in one year.
Now the seventy-two little golden dragons that flew out of the Dan Ball in Yan Wuping's body had completely cleared his five meridians and six veins, as well as his spiritual qi, flesh and bones.
In other words, now Yan Wuping's physique has surpassed the highest talent of a natural person, reaching the point of being made in heaven.
This kind of physique of cultivating martial arts and refining qi is something that many people dare not dream of, and it actually happened to him.
From then on, Yan Wuping's cultivation of any martial arts was a step to the sky.
In other words, if someone else wants to cultivate martial arts in sixty years, he can do it for a month and a half.
Yan Wuping was pleasantly surprised by this sudden change, and he couldn't take his eyes off these little golden dragons swimming around, and finally the little golden dragons began to swim back from the meridians of their whole body, returning to the Dan ball in an orderly manner.
When all the little golden dragons returned to the Dan Ball, the Dan Ball stopped rotating again and slowly began to heat up again.
Yan Wuping didn't expect this scorching heat to appear again, and he soon sweated profusely, but fortunately, he had no clothes on his body except for the little pants that were about to tear up, otherwise he was afraid that even his clothes would be soaked.
He began to feel sick again, so hot that his bones seemed to be hot, and the temperature was getting higher and higher, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore, and fainted with a scream.
"Instigation!"
A golden-purple light flew out of Yan Wuping's nostrils, and then headed straight towards the beast head ring on his finger, disappearing without a trace in a moment.
After the golden-purple light flew in, the beast head ring spun rapidly for a while, slowly stopped, and returned to its previous color, which was no different from usual.
When Yan Wuping woke up again and opened his eyes, he miraculously found that the traces of being whipped on his body had disappeared cleanly, and his body no longer felt any pain, and his whole body seemed to be full of vitality.
I just don't know if the internal strength is restored?
He closed his eyes, sank into the dantian, and slowly exhaled a breath, thinking about the beginning of the dantian, according to the usual method of luck and true qi.
As soon as he was lucky, the true qi in the dantian was like a long flood draining the embankment, unstoppable, and it ran like a mountain collapsing and the sea cracking with Yan Wuping's breathing. The true qi seems to be much stronger than before, and it is also purer and thicker than before, without the slightest feeling of dragging mud and water.
Yan Wuping was a little surprised, the true qi in his body was passed on to him by Chu Dayun when he was dying, but he always felt a little hindered in using it, every time he was lucky, the true qi in his body more or less disobeyed his call, and he seemed lazy and arrogant. Alas, it's always someone else's!
But now it's completely different!
The true qi of the dantian seems to be on call, pointing where to fight. Yan Wuping took a chance on his body, "Smack!" The big rope tied to his body shattered and turned into powder in response.
Yan Wuping took two steps forward and stretched, he didn't feel any pain or discomfort, as if he had just woken up from a sleep.
"Wow! The internal strength seems to be stronger than before!" he was a little overjoyed when he saw the broken rope powder behind him.
He already knew that the changes in his body must have something to do with the strange beast in the ring, and he raised his finger to examine the beast's head ring carefully, but found that there was nothing different from before.
I can't help but wonder: It seems that this illusory beast needs to suck human blood to activate?
But at this time, he didn't bother to think about these things anymore, since his martial arts had recovered, he quickly found a way to go out to find Lord Chu and explain his identity.
Since the master of the Chu Society is Chu Manman, it is really good, so that the Wuyang Society can take over Fenshui Town as a branch of the Sanyang Sect, and it can also hide people's eyes.
Chu Manman would never disagree, the blood feud of the apostasy was as heavy as Yan Wuping's.
But......
The most important thing at the moment is to find a dress first?
Yan Wuping looked down at his little pants, the blood stains on them had dried, and the Dan ball that he had just turned into by the alien beast burned in the dantian, drying the small pants that were originally wet and oozing blood.
He suddenly remembered that when he was unconscious, he was stripped of his clothes by the female disciples of the Wuyang Society, and he should still be indoors.
But he searched every corner of the room, but he couldn't find his clothes. It seems that these female perverts really live up to their reputation, and they also have a hobby of stealing clothes? Yan Wuping couldn't help but curse secretly.
There were still things in the clothes, and Yan Wuping felt a flurry in his heart.
In his black robe, there are two money bags, and there are dozens of gold coins in them, and it is difficult for a hero who has no money to move an inch!
But the money is still a trivial matter, and there is still a black jade brand found in the stone room on Shaoyang Mountain hidden in his robe, which is a token of apostasy, and the guqin in Chu Manman's boudoir on the second floor of the backyard of the main altar, which is the most powerful evidence to prove his identity.
Could it be that all of this has fallen into the hands of those few Wuyang Society Female Guild disciples?
In case they lose the black robe on a whim, it will be a big trouble, although Yan Wuping still doesn't know what the little black jade card is used for, but since it is placed in the secret room of Shaoyang Mountain, it must be a very important thing, otherwise Chu Dayun will not repeatedly tell him to venture back to find it.
Yan Wuping looked left and right, and there was no choice but to go out in these tattered little pants.
But when Yan Wuping found the door, he found that this door was actually carved out of a single stone, and there must have been several locks on the outside. This is a prison, a place that can be called a prison, most of them are impregnable, how can you just go out when you say it?
Yan Wuping stretched out his hand and touched this stone door,! The tentacles have a bottom in his heart, this door weighs at least a few hundred catties, and it must have been opened with a mechanism, and I am afraid that with the manpower of those few female disciples, I am afraid that it will not be able to push it in the slightest.
Even if he used his current seventh-layer purple thunder palm skills to strike out with all his strength, he was afraid that it would be difficult to break through. What's more, this room is airtight, and there are stone walls on all sides, so it's really not easy to get out.
But I'll have to try!
Yan Wuping thought to himself: Fortunately, now that the Purple Thunder Palm has been practiced to the seventh layer, the palm wind emitted no longer has the sound of thunderbolts on a sunny day as before, otherwise it would be too big to make such a move.
What if there was movement? He couldn't control so much, he took a few steps back, tied up his horse, and decided to give this stone gate a purple thunder palm.