There are a total of 36 meridians recorded in the Shuangyang Sutra, of which 33 are more common.

The remaining three are the heart vein, the chakra vein, and the soul vein.

The heart vein is the first blood and spirit vein in the human body, and it is the bridge between the martial arts and the physical body.

This meridian, which was extremely difficult to open up, had been successfully opened up early, and it also greatly saved Wang Ping's cultivation time.

The chakras are the bridge between the monk's body and the outside of the body, extending from the body to the skin.

After the chakras are opened, the warrior's skin is like the annual rings of a tree, and every other year there will be an additional layer of protection, and the longer the time, the stronger the defense.

This has a unique value for martial artists who have cultivated the way of the flesh.

The soul vein is the most mysterious of them.

It is between the virtual and the real, the link between the body and the soul.

Wang Ping didn't know whether his current soul belonged to a past life, this life, or both.

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The boiling blood qi in the body gradually subsided, and in the center of the eyebrows, the qi pool that had already been filled with true qi suddenly released a circle of white light, and then the entire qi pool became ten times larger.

With the opening of the soul vein, Wang Ping finally opened up all the thirty-six meridians recorded in the Shuangyang Sutra.

Sensing that the true qi in his body was running along Zhou Tian, as if he had a sense of consummation, Wang Ping's cultivation also broke through to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yellow Extreme Realm.

More than three months have passed since he obtained the blood marrow, and in these three months, with the help of the huge gain of the blood marrow, Wang Ping can open up two or three new meridians with each bottle he takes.

Every time it is opened, it needs to be warmed for a period of time, and when it is warm, the Double Yang Fist is cultivated, so neither the exercises nor the martial arts have been left behind.

Now the Shuangyang Fist has also been cultivated to the fourth level, reaching the level of spiritual level and lower grade martial arts.

The current Wang Ping can be said to have reached the limit of the cultivation of the Yellow Extreme Realm, but he feels very confused in his heart.

"I have now opened up thirty-six meridians, and there are thirteen blood spirit veins, and my martial arts attainments have also reached the level of the lower grade of the spirit level, why can't I cultivate to reach the supreme extreme realm of the Yellow Extreme Realm.

In my memory, the supreme extreme realm of the Yellow Extreme Realm in the Kunlun Realm is to fight the power of a hundred bulls, and now although there is no existence of a wild bull in this world, I don't know how much power the power of a hundred bulls is.

But I shouldn't be as good as Zhang Ruochen in the Yellow Extreme Realm at that time.

Whether it is the basic strength or the increase in martial arts, I have almost reached the extreme, even if I cultivate a higher level of boxing techniques, I am afraid that with the cultivation of the Yellow Extreme Realm, I am afraid that I will not be able to really use it.

What's missing? ”

Wang Ping was puzzled in his heart, and casually put away the remaining half bottle of blood marrow, although he couldn't use it anymore, he could leave it for Wang An to use in the future.

"In the past two days, I will first familiarize myself with the realm that I have just broken through, and then I will go to the Martial Arts Tower to break through, maybe I can provide some help for breaking through to the Supreme Extreme Realm......"

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In front of the black and quaint martial arts tower, it was the turn of the white-haired old man that Wang Ping met when he first came to be on duty today.

He was lying on his side on the wide recliner, his white hair was scattered in a mess, his white goatee was blown by the exhaled air, and a low voice came into the ears of Wang Ping, who had just walked to the front of the martial arts tower.

Wang Ping stopped at the entrance, looked at the old man who was sleeping soundly, thought about it, and decided not to disturb people's dreams.

Stepping over the barrier of the gate, this journey officially began.

The first five layers no longer have any challenges for Wang Ping today, even if the gatekeepers of the fifth layer have the cultivation of the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, they still can't take his blow.

Stepping into the sixth layer, the blood-colored figure in the ring stood in the center, revealing the true qi and coercion of the late stage of the Xuanji Realm, constantly pressing towards Wang Ping.

The last time I fought with the gatekeepers of the sixth layer, I finally won with difficulty by taking advantage of the opponent's mistakes, so this time let's see how much progress I have.

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The blood-colored figure took the lead in attacking with its true qi, and the third Shuangyang fist was violent.

But in the eyes of Wang Ping, who has reached the fourth realm, his boxing skills are not full of flaws, but they are also flawless.

The gap between the upper grade of the human level and the lower grade of the spirit level is like the gap between the Great Perfection of the Yellow Extreme Realm and the early stage of the Xuan Extreme Realm, although it seems to be only a small level difference, but the real distance is far more than that.

The forty-nine meridians and blood spirit veins in the body formed a huge network, like a water system woven by rivers on the earth, controlling all the places that flowed through.

The powerful true qi and vigorous blood qi were like angry dragons out of the river, flowing endlessly in the meridians, and finally turned into a red fist shadow to hit the incoming opponent.

As Wang Ping expected, his current true qi and blood qi were already far superior to this sixth-layer gatekeeper in terms of quantity.

The blue and red figures staggered for more than a dozen rounds, and the red figure was pierced through the chest by a punch and turned into a streamer and dispersed.

After verifying his own progress, Wang Ping was not much excited in his heart.

After a brief breath in the ring, although the battle just now did not deplete much of his combat power, the opponent of the seventh layer was really too strong, and he had to maintain his peak state to face the battle.

Wang Ping tried to keep himself calm, and then walked towards the white light gate.

Coming to the ring on the seventh floor, the red rays around him converged into a familiar blood-colored figure.

"Defeat your opponent and succeed"

Wang Ping ignored the sound in the air, and his eyes were all focused on the figure in the ring.

The blood-colored figure did not reserve the true qi fluctuations of the small pole of the Xuanji Realm.

The gap between each realm is not the same, the gap between the late stage of the Xuanji Realm and the small pole of the Xuanji Realm, although it is not as big as the gap between the Yellow Extreme Realm and the Xuanji Realm, but it has also changed qualitatively.

Wang Ping gathered momentum and used the Twin Yang Fist of the spirit level and lower grade level to attack the guards.

The majestic red true qi of the gatekeeper was like a storm crashing on the shore, accompanied by the Shuangyang fist of the third realm.

As soon as he first met, Wang Ping fell into disadvantage.

The quality and quantity of the true qi of the gatekeepers of the seventh layer were far superior to Wang Ping.

Fortunately, it is only a human-level and low-grade Shuangyang fist.

The advantage in martial arts allowed Wang Ping to deal with him in the situation of losing strength.

In the ring, the blood-colored figure attacked fiercely, and the attack was to the point.

The cyan figure moved flexibly, and the fist shadow was vertical and horizontal, constantly resisting the opponent's attack.

The powerful offensive like a storm made Wang Ping like a taut string, and he didn't dare to relax at all. The flow of true qi and blood qi in the body is getting faster and faster to meet the needs of fierce battles.

As the speed of the flow of true qi and blood qi became faster and faster, the forty-nine meridians in Wang Ping's body gradually penetrated to perfection, and the forty-nine meridians formed a unique operation method for Wang Ping on the basis of the Shuangyang Sutra.

At this time, Wang Ping, who was resisting with all his might, also noticed the changes in his body, and gradually realized in his heart.

I couldn't reach the supreme extreme realm of the Yellow Extreme Realm before, not because my strength didn't meet the requirements, but because the meridians and blood spirit veins in my body that belonged to the Double Yang Meridian were not coordinated together, and I couldn't perfectly control my own power.

And this is another condition for attaining the supreme realm.

Feeling the increasingly powerful power coming from his body, Wang Ping became more and more courageous, and reversed the situation on the field in an instant.

The power of the two fists became stronger and stronger, and the true qi and blood qi fused together, supporting each other, and gradually surpassed the strength of the gatekeeper, and then killed the blood-colored figure on the spot.

"If you succeed in the level, you will be rewarded with a Red Flame Fist Glove"

A mechanical voice came from the air, and a red streamer turned into a pair of fist gloves and appeared in front of Wang Ping.

"The reward of this seventh layer turned out to be a weapon", put it away casually, Wang Ping didn't have time to think about it, walked to the edge of the ring and sat cross-legged, sensing the call in the dark.

At this time, the spiritual power in the entire Martial Arts Tower began to stir, constantly surging towards Wang Ping. Around him, a blood-colored pillar of light converged, breaking through the entire martial arts tower and heading towards the sky.

A large number of ancient phantoms appeared around the pillar of light, like ancient giants, or splitting mountains and seas with axes, or slashing the sky with battle intent vertically and horizontally, or invincible fists across the eight wildernesses......

Each phantom is incomparably sacred, exuding an incomparably powerful aura.

The divine pillar of light broke through the layers of obstacles and went straight through the clouds, and even the formation of the True Martial Arts Palace could not stop it.

In the air outside the Martial Arts Tower, Zhuang Lingxiao, who was dressed in white, suddenly appeared, looking at the pillar of light that rushed straight to the sky, his eyes were very shocked.

"The blood is in the sky, and the gods resonate.

This is someone in the Martial Dao Pagoda who has reached the Supreme Extreme."

In the entire True Martial Arts Palace, both new and old disciples were attracted by this pillar of light.

Zhou Hong, who had just broken through to the Heavenly Extreme Realm, was dressed in green clothes, walking in the air, standing in the air and looking at the divine pillar of light in the distance, his eyes full of shock and complexity.

In the majestic hall, the purple figure sitting on the throne felt the changes in the martial arts tower, and a rare smile appeared on Gujing Wubo's face.

"After so many years, this ruin realm finally has a decent genius......

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