After a few more hours, Wanyan woke up quietly.

Dreamless, the last form of the spirit rhino, I didn't see it in the end.

But it's rare to sleep soundly, and it's not a waste.

After listening for a while, he knew that Huo Xiang was not in the room, so he began to meditate cross-legged.

She didn't dare to practice qi, let alone perform vipassana, and the reason why she meditated was simply because she was used to using the mystical posture of the Taixuan Heart Sutra to maintain her mental stability.

Revisiting the Lingxi decisive moves over and over again in her mind, Wan Yan Jing knew that she still needed to practice if she wanted to fully master it, but at this time, she was delicate and weak, and there was no other way than to "think about it".

After a while, Huo Xiang pushed the door in, took the food on the table to the small stove to heat, and looked at Yan Jing's posture curiously.

Most of the meditation postures in his perception are imprinted under the umbilicus, with the right foot on the left leg and the left foot on the right foot.

And Wan Yanjing's posture is quite strange, her two legs are bent in front of her at will, not overlapping, the index and middle fingers of the two hands are staggered, the thumb is stretched out to point to the sky, and the ring finger and little finger are bent towards the viscera.

Although this posture is peculiar and loose, it has an indescribable feeling, as if it caters to some kind of inexplicable natural way.

"It's time to eat." Huo Xiang said in a low voice on the edge of the stove.

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes, put on her shoes and got out of bed, and with that faint sense of light, she walked to the table and sat down and waited quietly.

Huo Xiang smiled, brought the hot meal to the table, and went to the shelf to get the coat to put on Wan Yanjing.

Wan Yanjing frowned: "I'm not cold." ”

It was the hot summer season, and I couldn't understand why Huo Xiang always thought she would be cold.

"Okay!" Huo Xiang put his coat on the back of her chair, "Then put this first, you can wear it when it's cold." ”

The two sat opposite each other and began to eat, and the time had passed, and they did not know whether they had eaten breakfast or lunch.

Huo Xiang didn't have the habit of eating and sleeping silently, he chatted while eating, what new gossip did this little widow have, what strange things happened to that family, and he talked about it vividly.

He doesn't have to finish Yan Jing to praise him, he can arrange a big drama by himself.

Wan Yanjing finished eating first, but still sat on the edge of the dining table and listened quietly.

Huo Xiang took two mouthfuls of vegetable porridge and asked, "I have seen you sitting motionless several times, are you practicing?" ”

Wan Yan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Wow, is it the kind of exercise that can practice internal force?"

"Internal forces?"

"Haha, isn't it an internal force? I think it's mentioned in the book here. ”

Wan Yan Jing said: "That's right, a long time ago, different sects had different sayings, some were called internal breath, internal force, some were called qi summoner, true qi, and many other names, but they all refer to a force that wanders in the meridians and can be drawn out of the body when practiced to the highest depths." Now most of those ancient sects have disappeared, so the name of this power is very casual, you can call it whatever you want. ”

Huo Xiang's eyes lit up: "With internal strength, can you fly to the sky and travel all over the world?" Did King Xuan also have internal force before that? Do you want to teach me, I can't feel anything. ”

"It may still be a little difficult to fly away, I don't know if the legendary Great Grandmaster Realm can do it."

Wan Yanjing didn't have the idea of hiding her secrets, she dictated the first and second parts of the "Taixuan Heart Sutra", anyway, this was originally stolen from Huo Xiang.

Huo Xiang listened to it, but it was the same as not listening.

The Heart Sutra is very short, very concise, and is an obscure ancient classical Chinese.

He can roughly read classical Chinese, but by no means does he know this kind of words, but when they are connected, they become the paragraphs of the book of heaven.

Wan Yanjing explained the meridians and acupoints to him, and re-explained the "Taixuan Heart Sutra" in easy-to-understand language.

"The Heart Sutra is only the foundation, and it still needs to be integrated with martial arts moves, and it also needs a certain amount of actual combat."

Huo Xiang said curiously: "I heard that there are several levels of martial artists in the rivers and lakes, which rank are you, Mi?" ”

Wan Yanjing struggled for a while, but in fact, she couldn't figure it out herself.

At present, she can only refine and refine qi and use Ming Jin, which is the level of a third-rate martial artist.

However, I heard that being able to perform Vipassana is a sign of the realm of the gods within, and it is an innate martial artist.

But she is obviously not an innate martial artist.

The body of the innate martial artist is reborn after being washed by the innate true qi, and the essence is full, and the strong and surging inner breath moves at will, and every move is in line with the way of heaven and earth.

She has never experienced rebirth, and her martial arts are not up to standard.

Regardless of these, just counting the combat strength, she will be gasping for two more steps now, and the new apprentices of the Beggar Gang can defeat her.

"Before, I was a third-rate martial artist." Yang Sangu personally certified it, it's always right.

Huo Xiang was surprised: "You're just a third-rate martial artist?" How strong should that second-rate first-class, congenital, and grandmaster be? In the underground palace, he remembered that Wan Yanjing was very heroic, raising a knife to cut a carrion corpse was like cutting tofu, and he was not afraid at all when he was surrounded by a large number of corpse soldiers.

Wan Yanjing gave him a few people he was familiar with: "General Shi Piansheng who we have seen in the underground palace, as well as your cousin Wang Xiaolan, should not have reached the Grandmaster Realm yet, and they are innate martial artists. Ergou, I'm not sure if it's the Grandmaster Realm, but Steward Zhang must be a genuine Grandmaster. ”

"What about the three people in Yunhai Pavilion we saw yesterday?"

Wan Yanjing: "It's hard to say if I haven't seen them shoot, of course, I don't know much about the rivers and lakes, and even if I do, I probably can't tell it." But Master Yang said before that most of the ordinary martial artists on the rivers and lakes are third-rate or second-rate masters. Although I have never heard of the great name of Yunhai Pavilion, looking at their arrogance, it should not be a small sect. Although Xu Yilian is not very old, he is here on behalf of Yunhai Pavilion, and he can also connect with divine doctors, so he should have a lot of weight in Yunhai Pavilion, and it is not the kind of weight that purely relies on ancestral shade and nepotism, he should have some real skills, so I position him as a second-rate martial artist. ”

"As for the two junior brothers and sisters next to him, they are only seventeen or eighteen years old when they hear the voice, and the third-rate martial artists are up to the sky."

Huo Xiang was very convinced: "Your speculation is right, I went out to inquire, Xu Yilian is a second-rate martial artist, his junior brother is a third-rate, and his junior sister is a long-term knowledge, and third-rate is not counted." By the way, what about me? What was my state before? ”

"You?" Wan Yanjing touched her chin, she had always thought that Huo Xiang was a grandmaster, and everyone in the world thought so.

is also a grandmaster who enters the realm of gods, and the difference is actually not small, Huo Xiang is generally among the more powerful grandmasters.

Before him, the youngest innate martial artist was a micro-born of the Qi State sixty years ago, and he was only sixteen years old when he became an innate martial artist.

The youngest grandmaster is Zang Ruiji, the head of a certain sect more than 300 years ago, I heard that the sect was besieged at that time, and when it came to life and death, Zang Ruiji found another way to reverse the exercises, jumped to the realm of the grandmaster in an instant, and defeated the opponent with his own strength, only twenty-nine years old, but he also died five years later because of the rebellion of the exercises.

Huo Xiang's fourteen years of God are inside, and the age of the weak crown is sitting in the gods, this record has been the pinnacle of thousands of years.

At present, there are only a handful of great grandmaster realm powerhouses on the mainland, most of whom are hundreds of years old and have experienced many dynastic changes.

After going through the red dust, the eight hardships, and reading the prosperity and depression of the world, it can become a vein of its own, transcendent and unearthly, and achieve a peerless great master, all of which are shocking the ancient and modern.

Some people also boldly speculated whether Huo Xiang would already be a great grandmaster, but it was quickly refuted.

No matter how talented Huo Xiang is, he is only thirty-one years old, how can he become a great grandmaster? It's impossible!

Lao Tie, you have to have more confidence in the small attack, and you will definitely finish all the designs of the outline obediently, and this article has had a glorious day of four thousand at the beginning.

The number of updated words in November compared with the number of updated words in October, increased by 78% year-on-year, although the overall is still not much, but the progress of the small attack is great, and it will become smoother and smoother in the future.

Wait another three months, and when the internship is over after the year, you can renew it happily!

(End of chapter)