"There are a total of 722 acupuncture points in the human body, including 52 single acupoints, 309 double acupoints, and 50 strange acupoints outside the meridians." The wide cave reverberated with Li Heixiong's loud voice.

"Among the 720 air points, there are 108 vital points, of which 36 are fatal points, commonly known as death points.

What you want to learn today is to use qi to rush to the acupoint, form a circle of gang wind around the body, refine the body in the power hall, and cultivate it into a copper skin and steel bone, and my palace hall is on this basis, gathering the spiritual energy outside the body, forming an impermeable qi wall, so as to counteract most of the attacks.

The cultivation method is to use the subtle control you have just learned, to widen the air pockets around the body little by little, the precise strength is indispensable, the air pockets are very important, mortals rely on it to cure diseases, but the monks are not sick but want to use this to exert their magical powers.

The cultivation of air pockets is like widening the river, and the stream of spiritual energy flows into the sea endlessly, and a breath can cause the heavens and the earth to change color, and the sun and moon will not shine, and the descaling and quenching body after each ascension to the realm will be much smoother than before.

However, as I said before, there are dead points among the 720 acupuncture points, and although these deadly points are equally usable, they are extremely dangerous, and they should never be used at will unless they are forced to do so. ”

After Li Heixiong finished speaking, he directly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his upper body full of black hair, he gathered the aura on his fingertips, and quickly tapped the left and right "qijia points" on his chest, "fluttering", as if something had been opened, a stream of aura gushed out from the qi pockets and quickly spread.

Li Heixiong's fingers flew over, and he clicked dozens of times all over his body in an instant, and the size of each force was different, until the end, a visible air film had formed around his body, and then he hooked his hand towards Wang Quanquan, signaling the other party to attack him, and the latter was not polite, and directly hit the barrier with a punch.

The entire cave house trembled, Wang Quanquan had been practicing in the Li Hall for a month before, and his strength had surpassed that of the monks of the same level, although he only used five points of strength, but the seemingly light air film in front of him was not damaged in the slightest.

"Zhao Daoyou hasn't eaten?"

The seemingly honest black man actually made a mockery, how could Wang Quanquan stand this stimulation, riveted his strength and punched again, and between the collision of the two, a circle of almost visible ripples swept by, and Nie Zhenliang next to him staggered and almost fell.

The Imperial Hall disciples who were working not far away stopped their movements when they heard the sound, turned their heads to look this way, and when they saw their hall master standing motionless like a mountain, they all smiled.

……

Wang Quanquan withdrew his arm that was a little numb, shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly:

"It can't be broken."

Li Heixiong withdrew his aura, wrapped his shirt again, and said:

"What you saw just now is just a scene with a hundred air pockets fully open, even in the face of people in the same realm, the actual combat has to occupy a lot of advantages."

"Oh? I wonder how many air pockets Brother Black Bear can open at most? ”

"It is already the limit for ordinary people to open seven hundred, Li can do seven hundred and one, and the aura runs to the extreme, and the infancy of the Yuan Yuan can't break through my defense for a while, but you must not learn, although I have turned into a human form, my physical strength is closer to that of a beast."

"That's nature." Wang Quanquan smiled.

Joke, his little physique learns from each other? It can only be said that thanks to being born in the Nine Abyss Realm, otherwise if he encounters such a group of perverts on the way to cultivation, I am afraid that he will really become a stepping stone for others early.

Seeing that the master and apprentice looked eager to try, Li Heixiong got up and said goodbye, the cultivation tricks and strength control he couldn't help at all, everyone's physique is different, and the degree of tolerance is not the same, this kind of thing can only grope forward alone, if you practice according to his method, I am afraid that I will get injured at the beginning.

……

The process of opening up the qi points is far more difficult than imagined, and there is no need to do this kind of practice purely by meditation and breathing in the palace, so the master and apprentice return to the cave with abundant spiritual energy, and continue to practice the exercises to improve their cultivation while impacting the acupoints with their spiritual energy.

Wang Quanquan had been in retreat for half a year before, and he had learned the supernatural powers in the aconite exercise into four, in addition to the initial fugue, incarnation, and virtual body, there was one more trick "mirage".

The mirage is a type of spiritual attack, although it is only at the level of Jindan, it is enough to move the will of the Yuanying Monk.

Spiritual magic has always been a rare and powerful skill in the cultivation realm, like the strange rabbit that Wang Quanquan encountered in the forest before, and the mere qi refining period can actually make him lose his mind for a moment.

Monks cultivate the body and the soul but cannot cultivate the soul, the soul grows with age, every unforgettable thing on the way, every toothless and unforgettable person, may contribute to the growth of the soul, and these things can often become a sharp weapon to harm them.

Although the soul will temporarily stop, once it reaches the period of soul residence, it can truly control its own soul, and then the soul, spirit, and body will be cultivated together, so that the three elements can be one, and only then can they touch the rumored holy realm.

The "mirage" in this extraterritorial exercise is aimed at the soul that has no power to parry, by spying into the secrets hidden in the depths of the soul of the other party, weaving an unusually real dream for it.

At the beginning, Aconite used a mirage to deal with the king's authority, but because of the damage of cultivation, he could only use external forces to use the "karma" between the king's authority and the revival of the south gate as a guide.

Fortunately, the royal authority is no longer the eighth prince of the year, and he escaped by luck if he was not deep in the middle technique, and with the magic being broken, his karma with the revival of the South Gate was also cut off, so once the mirage is not performed well, it may lead to burning.

……

In the cave, several air pockets around Wang Quanquan swelled, but it still took some effort to let the aura overflow, and with a "poof" sound, the voice came out of the inner room first, and Wang Quanquan's face still did not change, and he quietly felt the flow of spiritual power.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Quanquan's first air pocket was broken, and there was some black dirt coming out of it, and he realized that the air pocket was like a pore for the monk, if it was not cleaned for too long, it would hide dirt and dirt, and then the spiritual energy would enter the body slowly, and the body would not be transparent enough, and the cultivation would be blocked.

With a long exhalation, Wang Quanquan looked down to the inner room in a soft voice, and saw that the little apprentice was still closing his eyes and breathing, and a faint white light was shining around him.

This scene was the first time he had encountered it, and he took out the orb out of curiosity, this time the light of the orb was very dazzling, although it was still white with a hint of blue, but he always felt that there was a touch of silver hidden in it.

Silver and white are already similar, and they can't be distinguished at all under the dimness of the color, Wang Quanquan frowned and looked at it carefully, and the silver seemed to disappear again, and then Nie Zhenliang also opened his eyes and looked at Wang Quanquan with a suspicious face.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, go and help deliver something for the teacher."

Wang Quanquan said, patted the storage bag, and a burden appeared in his hand.

"This is the fairy fruit on the mountain, it is good for you, there is a big stone a hundred steps east of the cave, you take out a few and put it on the stone, and the rest you divide it equally with Tie Dan and Xiaoyu."

"Thank you, Master."

Nie Jinliang took the burden and turned around and walked out of the cave.

(End of chapter)