The next morning,

Black wood hand iron altar, horse step squatting to do daily exercise.

But today he took off his shirt, and the pile style changed from a static horse to a moving horse.

The body undulates in a harmonious rhythm, and the muscles around the body also take turns in two states: tension and relaxation.

Cold Sky is like a junior apprentice, posing in the same position behind him, carefully observing the changes in Kuroki's muscles and the flow of force, and from time to time he stretches out his palm and sticks to Kuroki's back to feel the muscle rhythm at zero distance.

Call... Suck... Call... Suck...

While adjusting his breathing to the same frequency as Kuroki, he controlled his muscles and tried to move closer to Kuroki, but no matter how he controlled his muscles, he didn't seem to have the same feeling as Kuroki.

"Haha... Take your time, the old man combined the magic spear with the two tiger flow vajra type, and decades of diligent cultivation to reach this point. ”

"If you can reach this level of completion now, it will be a real evil."

Sensing that the cold air was in turmoil, Kuroki reminded him in time.

"It's me who is in a hurry!"

"Whew..."

Cold Sky exhaled slowly, readjusting the rhythm of his breathing.

Now he finally knows how blessed he is to have a master in hand.

It's like having a beacon in front of you, as long as you follow the road, it's much more efficient than crossing the river by feeling the stones.

"Alright, I'm done with my pile training, and I'm going to meditate."

When the martial arts realm reaches the level of Kuroki, the daily strength and pile training are just to maintain physical strength, and more to enter meditation and comprehend heaven and earth with spirit, in order to achieve the unity of heaven and man and break through the limit!

"No, it's only for a while."

The rhythm muscles disappeared from front of his eyes, and the cold sky seemed to have lost some big treasure, and his eyes looked directly at Kuroki, with a pitiful expression.

He felt that how could the bright light go?

"Remember the muscle sensation for yourself and think about it."

"The higher the completion of the King Kong type, the higher the defense and attack improvement, let's feel it!"

Kuroki waved his hand and walked towards the dense forest without looking back.

At the same time, he muttered in his heart,

"With the strong physique of the cold sky, if you can really train the vajra type to the fullest, and then improve the technology, then the combat power will be really terrifying and boundless.

Hehe...

Just thinking about it, Kuroki felt that his blood was hot, and the battle intent that had been silent for a long time was also about to move.

Standing on the top of the mountain, if there is no opponent, then create an opponent yourself!

Just to break through the obstacle of martial arts and find a new way forward.

"Little ghost, try your best!"

"Try to be my fellow Daoist!"

"You have this potential!"

Walked to a giant tree that he usually meditated on, sat down on the stone slab below, looked deeply at the direction of the cold sky, and then held the lotus in both hands, and his mind sank between heaven and earth.

If Leng Kong didn't have this potential, how could he bother so much and contribute his muscles.

"The feeling of muscles?"

"Completeness?"

"At the end of the day, it's about muscle control!"

"I knew that I would have extracted Yuri's super muscle control, so that cultivation would be much easier."

"I will definitely be able to shock Uncle Kuroki's jaw then."

"Haha..."

Thoughts flew in his head, and the muscles around his body were constantly tensed and relaxed, and he concentrated all his strength towards the rhythm that he felt on Kuroki's body.

The spiritual power honed by the pure white world covers the whole body, and the whole mind perceives every trace of beating when the muscles move, and every trace of flow when the force is transmitted.

After gradually sinking in, the cold sky felt as if he had entered the trial of the thunder god again, except for his body, the cold air of the winter solstice, the sound of the wind in the forest, the depression and death squeezed in the body, including time, space... Wait a minute.

Everything in the outside world is isolated from his perception.

With the muscle rhythm felt on Kuroki as the light, and the specific breathing rhythm as the support, gradually move closer to that "feeling"... Get closer!

At noon, Kuroki returned to the lawn of the wooden house after meditating, only to find that Leng Kong was still standing in place, and there was a trace of inexplicable harmony between the ups and downs of his body, and his eyes instantly bulged and rounded.

"Is this breath a visualization of one's own body?"

"In this state, is it forgetting everything?"

"Can you put your heart and soul into it so quickly?"

"Hiss..."

"It's... Is this kid still human? ”

When he saw the cold sky, he looked at his muscles and touched the rhythm of his muscles, and he entered a state of selfless cultivation when it was useless in the morning, and he couldn't help but gasp twice with Kuroki's state of mind.

"Demons!"

"Hoo ......"

The white gas spit out like an arrow from the cold empty mouth, piercing through the cold air and lingering in the air for a long time.

When his eyes opened, he felt that his mind and body had never been so relaxed as he was now.

It seems that the death intent that remains in the brain and body, and the murderous aura is discharged from the body with this white breath.

It was as if the soul had been washed from the inside out.

The control of the muscles, on the contrary, is secondary.

No, aren't you cultivating muscles?

Why does it look like you're tempering your spirit again?

Turning his head, Kuroki asked, seeing that his mouth was not fully closed.

"Uncle, am I too careless?"

"How to practice, practice and enter a meditative state."

"My mind seems to be a lot lighter now, but it's not okay to be distracted from training like this, right?"

Looking at the cold sky with a look of intellectual curiosity, the corners of Kuroki's eyes twitched.

This is in Van right?

Definitely in Van Van !

The deep cultivation that ordinary people couldn't ask for turned into a distraction in his mouth, and Kuroki couldn't bear it so that he didn't go up and smack his big.

"What distraction?"

"This is deep cultivation!"

"Deep cultivation that sinks into your whole heart!"

Kuroki's face trembled as he spoke.

He can only quickly enter that realm after reaching the extreme of martial arts, but unfortunately it is useless to improve his strength, because at this time, his spirit, body, and martial arts have all been cultivated to the full level, and he can only be used to comprehend heaven and earth.

If he could enter this state at Lengkong's age, he would have reached the peak of martial arts in his 30s, and now he might have opened up a new path of cultivation.

"Why do you think most schools have meditation training?"

That's because meditation can greatly concentrate the mind, purify the mind, eliminate distracting thoughts, and reduce negative emotions for more efficient practice.

"You're sinking into this state for the first time, right?"

Kuroki explains, "It's normal to feel relaxed! ”

"Is that so?"

The cold sky seems to understand whether it understands or not.

It was as if I had sunk into this state for the first time.

"I mean, what meditation only takes a few minutes..."

Kuroki suddenly remembered Zhu Mei's words, and his eyes widened: "You were just lazy before, haven't you never meditated seriously?"

Belch...

"It's like... Right! ”

Leng Kong's tone was weak.

I don't seem to have really meditated, saying it's "meditation", but it's actually running to the pure white space to die, no wonder the more I cultivate, the more depressed I become.

The key is that the ice room is cold, and I didn't remind myself!

Otherwise, I would have known that meditation can purify my mind and eliminate negative emotions, and I would have practiced it earlier, and I would not have been affected by death intent and murderous energy.

It can only be said that in the cold realm of the ice room, I didn't realize the importance of meditation, let alone the situation of the cold sky.