Xue Yueqing and Ryoma continued on the road, and it took him three years to go through one ancient star after another, and break through layers of levels.

Along the way, he left many legends, which made the new generation of Tianjiao incomprehensible, and some of the demon clan's Tianjiao were even following the path he had walked.

In the past three years, Xue Yueqing has rarely shown any traces, except for the occasional reception by the local envoys, they seem to have disappeared from the emperor's road, so that Lu Yang and Han Ya and others cannot find any traces.

On this day, Xue Yueqing rode a dragon horse and descended under an ancient star of life, which was a secret realm on the golden ancient road, and the aura of the entire ancient star was thin, and they all felt uncomfortable when they came.

They have traveled through many ancient places of life, but the real life planet is rare, this planet is like entering the era of the end of the law, the aura is thin and pitiful, and it cannot support the monks to realize the Dao here, but for Xue Yueqing, this place is a good place to deposition the Dao.

Xue Yueqing walked in this living planet, saw many aborigines, witnessed the change of many dynasties, and occasionally saw a few monks of the Immortal Second Realm, but this realm is the highest in this place.

"Monks in this place are rare, and the aura is almost non-existent." Ryoma turned into a red horse, carrying Xue Yueqing around the planet.

"You go and find out what's special about this place first, after all, it's also a living planet on the Golden Ancient Road, there must be something special." Xue Yueqing dismounted and said.

Ryoma nodded, searching on this planet, it directly broke into the famous mountains and rivers, looking for secluded places, exploring one strange place after another, but saw the inheritance of some saints.

Xue Yueqing silently felt the avenue here, there was no ancient emperor mark, and there was no strong person such as the Great Sage, a very ordinary planet.

"Precipitate your murderous spirit in the past few years, and carefully understand the harvest in the past few years."

He walked outside the fields, watching the life of the aborigines, simple and simple, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, very peaceful and peaceful, sometimes he would help some old farmers plough the land, and also help some shepherd boys herd cattle.

"The Dao wounds in the body have been recovered, and the inheritances of the major saints have been refined." Xue Yueqing walked among the major mountains and rivers, carefully understanding her own way.

He stopped in a valley where there was no one around, except an old farmer with a three-year-old boy who was practicing his fists, and he was slow to swing his fists.

The old farmer's fist swing speed was very slow, but there was an inexplicable Dao rhyme circulation, which made the surrounding air become viscous, and he did not have the slightest power on his body, just like an ordinary old man who taught martial arts.

Xue Yueqing looked at it and gradually became fascinated, the old farmer waved his fist, not fast or slow, and then, Xue Yueqing also rushed to connect.

Every time you throw three punches, there will be a momentum, and each punch will carry a different mood.

Xue Yueqing indulged in it, as if there was an ocean of avenues that enveloped him, making him frightened, this place was like gathering all the avenues for him to comprehend, letting him flow in the ocean of avenues, as if he had become an immortal.

"Close!" The old farmer shouted, like a thunderbolt exploding in Xue Yueqing's head, leaving him out of his special state.

Xue Yueqing, who woke up, was frightened into a cold sweat, looked at her illusory hands, and the light and rain rising around her.

"It's so weird, I almost turned into a Tao...."

Xue Yueqing looked at the old and young people not far away, bowed, and said, "Thank you, old man." ”

He was stunned, this is a world in the era of the end of the law, it is impossible to reach the realm of the Great Sage or the Dao Cutting Realm, why is this old man so weird.

Quasi-emperor? Impossible, even if the quasi-emperor had reined in all his might, he would be able to see it.

"Thank me? Young man, it's not a big deal to peek at me practicing boxing, are you lost? Or are you here to learn boxing?. The old farmer said unhurriedly, he was wearing a military robe and teaching a child of three or four years old.

"But if you get lost, just keep moving forward, although the road is a little tortuous, but the young people are energetic, I believe that the detour will not cause you any harm, and you don't have to worry about any jackals, tigers and leopards, as long as you learn boxing techniques from me, they are very docile."

Xue Yueqing lowered her head and pondered for a while, then nodded, could it be that the old man who had traveled for so long had finally arrived? But I'm almost preached.

For the next year, Xue Yueqing lived with the old farmer and a three-year-old child, chopping firewood, learning calligraphy, painting, and boxing with the old man every day.

And during this period, he also discovered that the old man seemed to be not a cultivator, but an ordinary mortal, a mortal who was distressed for some food, firewood, rice, oil and salt.

But after passing through the power of the Dao, he was awakened by the old farmer's shout, and he didn't believe that this old farmer was a mortal at all, which was very contradictory.

Xue Yueqing put on the coarse linen clothes given by the old farmer, he sealed all his strength and became a real mortal, practicing boxing with the old farmer every day.

"Yueqing, the old man has nothing to teach you, your boxing skills have jumped out of my framework, and you should leave."

On this day, the old farmer found Xue Yueqing who was playing with the three-year-old child.

Xue Yueqing was silent for a moment and nodded, he finally figured out this year that this old man was just a wisp of imprint, as for how strong his strength was during his lifetime, he didn't know.

"Old man, why did you teach me boxing, obviously you can live for a hundred more years." Xue Yueqing was silent for a moment and said, he found that every day he practiced boxing with the old farmer, the old farmer's aura would be weaker.

"Haha, no one cares about boxing, and no one has learned to inherit it, for countless years, only you have found it here, and I think it's fate." The old farmer laughed.

"A few years, a hundred years, a thousand years, are just clouds of smoke, and they have passed in the blink of an eye, why not use this empty time to do something meaningful and pass on your own ability and will?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Yueqing was silent, yes, pass on his inheritance, maybe one day, someone will take advantage of this inheritance, climb to the top, and carry forward the inheritance, and these people will be remembered.

"Do you have a name for this punch?" Xue Yueqing asked, and he found that this punch method was in the front of the starting hand, and to the last three punches, each punch carried a special charm.

The old farmer smiled and said indifferently: "I just took a Wang Basan punch." ”

Xue Yueqing has a black line, this name, is it to beat people into kings with three punches?

"Your boxing style has also jumped out of this framework and has been defined as another kind of boxing intent, and it's not up to you to decide what to name." The old farmer just smiled.

"Alright, it's time for you to go." Before Xue Yueqing could continue to ask for advice, the old farmer drove people first.

Xue Yueqing nodded, saluted the old farmer seriously, and said, "Goodbye!" ”

"Uncle Xue, goodbye, one day I will go to you." The four-year-old boy shouted crisply.

She was very beautiful, like a porcelain doll, with dark and bright eyes, long eyelashes trembling, and she was dressed in a small coarse linen robe, with white strips of cloth tied around her fists.

Xue Yueqing smiled, turned around, and left the valley.

For this child, he also likes it very much, is very sensible, very quiet, and is not playful.

Xue Yueqing left, he didn't use mana, he didn't use the Dao rules, he walked asceticly in this world on foot, absorbing and refining the Dao rules that were ground out of the grinding disc in his body.

Xue Yueqing walked in every corner of this star, chopping wood to feed horses, teaching and educating people, serving as a general in the frontier, and once cultivating an emperor of a domain, his students unified some war-torn areas, his sculptures were built in various places, and the power of faith gathered in the Chaos Mirror.

In the past few years, he has been thinking about the next path of cultivation, creating his own scriptures, fusing the perceptions of many great sages with the fragments of the law, and creating the Demon Emperor Finger.

The Demon Emperor Finger fused the Qingtian One Finger handed over by Gu Cang, as well as the various fingering techniques of the Purple Heaven God Sect, plus the mysteries extracted from the corpses of many Great Sages.

He also named the boxing technique learned from the old farmer as ---- farmer's three fists.

Each punch carries the general trend of all things in the universe, the first punch is the momentum of mountains and rivers, the second punch carries the fist momentum of the ocean, just like the fist intent of the rolling Yellow River, and the third punch destroys the world.

Now even the Heavenly Dao can't be suppressed, he has made great progress in the past five years, in this planet of the end of the Dharma era, although his realm has not improved, but he has precipitated his Dao and Fa.

Over the years, he has risen too fast to improve his realm.

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ps: No, each chapter has 3,000 words, if it is divided into 2,000 words in a chapter, it is the amount of seven or eight chapters a day, is this considered a blast?