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The green iron spear pointed directly, Shi Qiren's momentum became more and more prosperous, within three zhang, the suspended earth, stone and sand shimmered one after another, three zhang away, Shi Lei's breath was a little stagnant, this is a kind of oppression from the spiritual level, although Shi Qiren only used the cultivation of fifteen heavenly veins, but in Shi Lei's sense, it was impossible to resist.

As if a boulder was pressed in his heart, Xiao Yi also had difficulty breathing, almost without thinking, he began to visualize the barbarian elephant diagram, and in an instant, the shadow of a blue-scaled barbarian elephant appeared in his mind, the huge elephant body stood up to the sky, the proboscis swept away, sweeping in all directions, this is a kind of charm, belonging to the spiritual will of the brute elephant, Xiao Yi has not yet comprehended, but it can be used to suppress the mind, and the external evil is difficult to invade.

"The first gathering of wind and thunder!"

Shi Qiren let out a deep sigh, the tip of the blue iron spear, the pure cyan spear qi that was one foot and five inches long bloomed with dazzling light, and then melted, almost covering most of the gun body, he suddenly made a move, and a cyan afterimage flashed away, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a green iron spear, but a wooden stick, and a violent thunder sounded in the void.

Silently, the blue iron spear penetrated a wooden stake, Shi Qiren put away the gun and stood, leaving a hole in the stake, Shi Lei was stunned, a little unclear So, Xiao Yi was moved in his heart, staring at the wooden stake tightly, visualizing the elephant god, at this moment he seemed to grasp something.

A breeze blew, and the stake was blown away like weathered earth and stone, and turned into powder.

"This ......" Shi Lei opened his mouth wide, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, blowing up the wooden stake and turning it into powder are almost two levels, but Shi Qiren only used the power of fifteen heavenly veins.

"Do you have to comprehend the realm of lifting weights like a light weight? Thirty-six heavenly veins, and thirty-five heavenly veins, are just a thousand catties of difference. Shi Qidao, as he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Yi, which revealed an inexplicable deep meaning.

Xiao Yi's heart shook slightly, I don't know if Lu Dao was seen by this person, a centurion-level powerhouse, a great success in blood refining, and a life-and-death fight on the desolate land I don't know how many times Lu Dao has been, and his eyesight and knowledge are far beyond his comparison.

Shi Lei pondered, and shook his head after a moment.

"The human body has a limit, if you want to master what kind of force, you have to have what kind of limit, this limit is the size of the spiritual force, the powerful force, without the corresponding spirit to control, will explode and die, thirty-five heavenly veins, is the first limit of the human body. Shi Qiren said lightly, "Lifting weights is a kind of spiritual realm, comprehended, can make the spiritual power enhanced, thirty-six heavenly veins, although it is only a thousand catties difference, but it is two levels, the same knife, a naughty boy and the prime of life are used separately, naturally it is a world of difference." ”

The limit of the human body, the mental power, the strength of the force!

Xiao Yi nodded secretly, this is very easy to understand in the era of science and technology, just like a child playing with fire, it can't be controlled at all, and there is even a danger of **, but in the hands of adults, you can cook and cook, and even generate electricity for lighting, this is the realm.

Shi Lei thought for a moment, and then said, "Then how can we improve our spiritual power?"

"Temper your will!" Shi Qiren threw the green iron spear to him and said, "If the spiritual power is this gun, then the will is the green iron of the spear, and the comprehension of the realm of combat is to use a sledgehammer to forge iron, only when the essence is improved, can there be a big breakthrough." ”

Xiao Yi listened, and a clear understanding was born in his heart, will is the foundation of spiritual improvement, if a person has a strong enough will, then he can easily comprehend the realm of warfare, exercise strong spiritual power, and exert his cultivation to the limit. And the reason why he can quickly improve the realm of warfare and sharpen his tactics with the help of the stone mirror is also the same reason, under the tempering of his future body, his will hovers on the edge of life and death almost every day, and the speed of his condensation is almost shocking.

Shi Lei carefully pondered his father's words, his eyes lit up, and a little crystal light bloomed, and he said: "Then to what extent do you have to condense your will, so that you can comprehend the realm of lifting weights and condense and strengthen your spiritual power." ”

"Average, medium. Shi Qiren muttered, "The patriarch once said that the will can be divided into ordinary, extraordinary, celestial, reincarnated, immortal, immortal, and chaotic seven realms, each realm is divided into primary, medium, high, and peak, the general ordinary human race, the will is only the ordinary realm primary, the Wu Commander level is strong, the general will is ordinary medium, the centurion is ordinary high, and the thousand-commander is the ordinary peak. ”

"As for the patriarch," a look of awe flashed in Shi Qiren's eyes, "the patriarch's will has broken the shackles and has reached the primary stage of the transcendent realm, and he has tempered his body in the fire of the Sanzhang furnace and condensed his will, which is enough to exert twelve percent of his combat power." ”

Speaking of the patriarch, Shi Lei also showed reverence, the young generation grew up listening to Shi Zhixuan's experience, the patriarch of a tribe is the myth of a tribe, and everything about him is a legend.

After half a pillar of incense, Xiao Yi left, he gained a lot from this trip, and he had a vague grasp of cultivation, which was not the amount of force, but the direction.

At night, in a stone house.

Xiao Yi crossed his knees on the stone bed and looked at another stone bed not far away, Shi Gong's rickety figure curled up, no matter how tall his body was, it also revealed a sense of twilight.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yi slowly closed his eyes, the battle qi hooked the stone mirror, and in an instant, his consciousness sank into a vast land.

On the vast plains, a majestic blood gas is shaking like a furnace, the future body is hunting in green clothes, and a green iron spear in his hand is shining, Xiao Yi stared at the tip of the spear tightly, and sure enough, as he thought, as long as he has observed, the future body can be tempered accordingly, but I don't know how far the Dao can go.

The next moment, I saw that the blue iron spear in the hand of the future body was full of battle qi, and on the tip of the gun, the dark blue gun qi skyrocketed by nearly ten zhang, and in an instant, a gun qi crossed the land of a hundred zhang, and in Xiao Yi's most obscure memory, there was only a dazzling green glow.

"The wind is thundering!"

On the stone bed, Xiao Yi opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, but his eyes flashed with unprecedented essence, it was really feasible, the one type of marksmanship that he had just performed in his future body was the first type of wind and thunder marksmanship, and it had reached a state of near-perfection, driven by the artistic conception of the Great Perfection of Blood Refining, it was thousands of times more terrifying than Shi Qiren's hands.

A night passed, Xiao Yi hooked the future body twice, and learned the wind and thunder marksmanship, a month passed, his will was sublimated between life and death, plus two times during the day, now in one day, he can hook the future body four times, and overnight, he has initially mastered the two types of wind and thunder marksmanship.

The dawn is coming.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes, two light cyan crystals flashed away, a day passed, he felt that his will was more condensed, if the original will was a stone, then now it has been polished edges and corners, with the passage of time, slowly accumulated, will carry out a deeper transformation.

This is the foundation of Xiao Yi's cultivation, with a Great Perfection Future Body, even if he cultivates the Brute Elephant Strength Technique, he can quickly rise up and catch up with the pace of his peers.

Noon.

To the east of the Bloodstone Tribe, thirty miles of the barren ancient forest, in a mountain stream.

Thundered!

The morning sun is like fire, on a pool of turquoise, a hundred zhang waterfall falls like a silver practice, splashing several zhang high splashes, in the pool, a slender figure stands in it, and the pool water submerges half of the body.

The black broken spear was dark and shiny, glowing with a cold and faint metallic luster, Xiao Yi held the gun in his hand, the whole person stood still, exuding a trace of majestic qi, one breath, two breaths, three breaths, half a pillar of incense passed, Xiao Yi's figure was still not moving, but the momentum on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and the water surface of several feet around him, with it as the center, opened a faint ripple.

A drop of water splashed down, appeared in front of Xiao Yi's eyes, through the water droplets, Baizhang Waterfall fell like a heavenly river, Hao Hao soup soup, in an instant, Xiao Yi's eyes burst out of an amazing edge, the black broken gun roared, the light cyan crystal gun gas was derived at the tip of the gun, the spear gas that was one foot five inches long condensed and did not disperse, the surrounding air was distorted, the next moment, he stabbed out with a shot, like a thunderbolt, the pool in front of him was broken alive, he suddenly appeared three zhang away, a black boulder that surfaced was pierced by a gun, and the surrounding cracks were dense.

The first type of wind and thunder marksmanship, the wind is thundering.

This is a piece of black rock that has been polished by the waterfall for decades, although it is not in the center of the waterfall, it is also extremely strong, comparable to gold and iron, but it was pierced by Xiao Yi so easily, not relying on the sharpness of the black broken spear, just a simple gun qi, and the luck method of wind and thunder marksmanship.

At this point, Xiao Yi has mastered the first style of this wind and thunder marksmanship, and even crossed the beginner's practice, rough fur, and has preliminarily entered the room, perhaps compared with Shi Lei, it may be less than Shi Lei, but in Xiao Yi's calculation, that is, a few days, at the same time, Xiao Yi has also made slight progress in the first level of the Blood Refining Realm, although he has not yet comprehended it, but it is no longer as good as before, he can already grasp the outline, and if he wants to completely outline the form, I believe it will be within a few months.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to practice marksmanship again, his figure froze, and the hand holding the gun was strong.

"Someone!"

The desolate dragon's blood and qi tempered the physical body, although Xiao Yi had not yet reached the small level of blood refining, but the physical body was transformed, and his ear power and hearing were far beyond ordinary people. The mountain stream is very empty, there is only one entrance, surrounded by mountains on three sides, Xiao Yi heard that the footsteps had reached the entrance.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi exhaled all the qi in his lungs, and the whole person sank into the pool, he lay at the bottom of the pool, blending with the black stones, and the black broken spear was also covered by the stones, and the luster disappeared.

Then, two tall figures walked into the mountain stream, their steps were heavy, every step out, the sound of metal collision was transmitted all around, the sun fell, shining on them, blooming a layer of dazzling blue light, there was a faint white mist around the ups and downs, where the two passed, there was a strong wind with each other. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!)