After the light flashed, Su Hanshan returned to the Songhe Martial Arts Pavilion, in his room.

He looked down and saw that the imprint of the Eyes of the Sky on the back of his left hand had indeed disappeared, and he could no longer feel the connection between himself and the temple of the five internal organs, which symbolized the dream.

However, Su Hanshan raised his hand and pressed it between his lungs, but he felt the parting gift given to him by the Five Organs Temple.

In his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, at this moment, there is an imprint formed by the condensation of the power of dreams, which is divided into five colors, both real and illusory, slowly fading into light and fading.

These five imprints are much thicker than the blessings he received when he took the initiative to pull the Five Organs Temple on the battlefield.

It's just that without the follow-up support of the body of the Five Visceral Temple, the power of these five imprints is a little less, and it would be a pity if it was casually consumed in battle.

Keep it and feed it with the artistic conception of the Five Organs Fighting Fist Dafa, and what will be fed back will be a more pure artistic conception of the Five Elements.

Not only can it make its martial will more refined, but it can also accelerate the tempering of the physical body.

After all, according to the theory of the small five elements, in addition to the five organs, there is also a small five element system operating in any other part of the human body.

The existence of the imprint of the temple of the five internal organs can not only accelerate the refining of the five internal organs, but also benefit other parts of the body.

"At that moment, the feedback I felt should not only be the power from the Five Organs Temple, but also the reflection from the will of the heavens......

Su Hanshan sensed carefully, didn't notice any other changes in his body, his mind turned, his face changed slightly, and he reached out to touch it.

The chess piece he hid in his arms had completely changed its appearance.

The chess pieces polished from black and white jade have been carved by him with a lot of martial arts essences, but now they seem to have been burned and melted by high temperature unconsciously, and they have been fused into one.

The handwriting carved on the surface of the chess pieces has been destroyed, and the color has changed greatly, no black or white, only a dark blue of vicissitudes remains.

A good chess piece, now it looks more like an old bamboo root four inches long and two fingers wide.

Su Hanshan carefully looked at it for a moment, silently running a trace of true qi, injecting it into it, and a faint vertical eye imprint appeared on the surface of the jade, glowing slightly.

In the air around them, there were dots of cyan light and dust, and there was a whispering sound that seemed to be nothing.

This kind of pronunciation is not the official dialect of Great Chu, nor the language of the Wude Dynasty, nor any language in the world, but the meaning is subtle and profound.

As soon as Su Hanshan heard this, he naturally understood a lot of things in his heart.

All the martial arts essence he recorded on the chess pieces can still be queried from this piece of jade, not only that, but the jade also contains the essence of the pure yang Xuanyin and yin Fu Liutao that the will of the sky itself interprets.

It was a real bonus.

At the beginning, in the sky above Xiongguan in the west of Chang'an City, on the surface of the cyan sun, the will of the sky had shown the mysteries of these exercises, but because it was too subtle, Su Hanshan could only guess the origin, but he could not get any clear inspiration.

Now, with the records in this piece of jade, Su Hanshan can gradually read the main veins, and slowly figure out the confirmation in his own practice.

"Good! In this way, even if the second uncle and they can't get the full set of inheritance of the Pure Yang Three Methods Divine Skill for the time being, they won't have to worry about having no follow-up cultivation direction. ”

Su Hanshan was in high spirits, got up with a smile, and pushed open the door.

He has now cultivated to the twofold extreme realm, and it is also the true form realm, he has refined his brain, and his induction is both large and refined, and when he first came back, he already knew that most of the people in the martial arts hall were not there today.

Only the Zen master Guangming sat cross-legged in the pavilion by the pond and recited the scriptures silently.

But there was one thing that his mental sense did not perceive, and it was not until he walked to the edge of the pond that he noticed something unusual.

"Why is this pool red?"

The pond of the Songhe Martial Arts Hall is made of living water from the mountain, and although the surface is now frozen with ice, the water flow below is still alive.

Su Hanshan's eyesight was enough to see clearly, and now the living water in the entire pond had turned into a pure red.

"You're back!"

Hearing the voice, Zen Master Guangming got up to greet him, his eyes also turned to the pond, his tone was a little strange, and said, "It's red, it's not just such a pond, where have you been recently, haven't you noticed that the rivers and lakes in the world have been red for several days?" ”

The rivers in the world are red?!

Su Hanshan's face was surprised, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering a wild history record.

Since ancient times, the emperors of Middle-earth have died, and there have been visions of purple stars crumbling, thousands of dragons grieving together, blood rain falling from the sky, and rivers all red.

But it has been more than 200 years since the death of the previous generation of Emperor Chu, and for ordinary people, this period of time is really long enough.

Usually no one thinks about whether this kind of record is true or false.

"Not long after I went out, I had a hidden feeling and found a deep cave to retreat, and I didn't pay much attention to the changes in the outside world."

Su Hanshan asked, "Could it be that the death of the emperor will really produce a vision of heaven and earth that covers the entire Great Chu?" ”

Zen Master Guangming shook his head: "The poor monk is not very clear, besides, all kinds of visions recorded in the history books should happen together, except for the red water of the rivers recently, there are no other visions, maybe the emperor is half dead." ”

Da Chu is too big, unless it is in the imperial capital and other places, it is difficult for anyone to maintain much awe for the emperor in their own ordinary occasions.

Moreover, the rumor of the death of the current emperor has been spread everywhere five or six years ago, which is not a new thing.

King Liang chose that time to rebel, and it has something to do with this rumor.

What is the situation of that Great Chu Emperor now, it has little to do with the Songhe Martial Pavilion.

Su Hanshan chatted for a while, and then asked where everyone in the martial arts hall went.

It turned out that recently, the matter of Cangshui regimental training has been in full swing, and the soldiers selected from the county have been arranged to the vicinity of Qianxialing, set up camp, and practice martial arts.

In the past, the major martial arts halls would organize an autumn hunt every year to go to Qianxia Ridge to clear those spirits and beasts, which would also serve as a touchstone for attracting business in the coming year.

According to the current situation, most of the autumn hunting competitions in the future will not be held, so they will simply set up the camp for group training there, and take on the responsibility of cleaning up the monsters and beasts by the way.

Su Hanshan and Zen Master Guangming went out, the foot was fast, and it didn't take long to reach the vicinity of Qianxia Ridge, and saw a large piece of flat land in front of the mountain, and the momentum of large-scale military training.

Standing on the target archery, running horse drills, spears dismantling, internal strength pranayama, weight-bearing running, the entire large training ground, orderly in chaos, steaming hot.

The winter in the north is long, and after the Chinese New Year, it will not be until around March for the rivers and lands to thaw.

Now in this land, there is still a month of freezing period, the feet are as cold and hard as stones, and the cold wind is like a knife, but it is even more exciting for these people to shout loudly, with rhythm, and practice hard.

The nominal quota for a county's group training is 500 people, but what you see in front of you is afraid that there are more than 2,000 people.

Because in addition to the regimental training recruits, there are also the new recruits of the county government, and the disciples of the Songhe Martial Arts Pavilion and the Fenglei Martial Arts Pavilion are all mixed in.

Zhou Zifan, Lei Dongtian, Qin Lubai, Yang Pianpian, the masters of the Four Heavenly Ladder realms, are here in person every day, guiding them to cultivate.

In Cangshui County in the past, no matter which martial arts hall it was, it was difficult for them to have such good treatment.

Su Hanshan didn't get close to the past, he looked out in the forest from a distance, his eyes swept over the audience, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that there are fewer people." ”

Zen Master Guangming said: "Those whose martial arts have reached the sea of qi for more than twenty turns have all been taken to the depths of Qianxia Ridge by your second uncle and Lei Yuzhu to cultivate. ”

"This is still Lei Yuzhu's proposal, she doesn't know where to get a set of formation techniques that are said to be in the last years of the Qin Dynasty, the Lei Mansion Sect rehearsed the disciples, and it was very difficult to practice, and the foundation of internal strength was not enough, but it hurt her body."

"But once you practice something, not only is the power of the combined attack formation extremely great, but everyone in the process of practicing the formation, the meridians will also be cleansed by thunder magnetism, which can improve the talent endowment, practice internal strength, and get twice the result with half the effort."

When Zen Master Guangming said this, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Legend has it that back then, Great Qin annexed the major Lei Mansion sects, and many of the Qin Zhirui soldiers were cultivated by the means of rehearsing disciples of the Lei Mansion Sect, and the Great Chu Taizu also recruited a lot of Qin Dynasty soldiers and horses, which became a major foundation for the later sweep of the Eight Desolations."

"After the poor monk saw it with his own eyes, he knew that the rumors were true, the method of thunder magnetic pulse washing was obviously just some means applicable to the Qi Sea realm, but it could be so subtle that the poor monk, the true form realm, had a lot of things that he couldn't see through and couldn't figure out."

Su Hanshan said curiously: "Then I'm going to see it." ”

As he spoke, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head like lightning.

I saw that in the corner of the training ground, a group of young men and women wearing coarse cloth clothes pushed wheelbarrows, carried burdens, drove cattle and sheep, and walked into the camp.

The camp of more than 2,000 people needs to consume a large amount of food every day, especially meat and vegetables.

Rice and noodles can be directly dispatched from the Yamen warehouse, but these meat and vegetables have to be centrally dispatched and supplied from the big restaurants and restaurants in the city every day.

These people who deliver the food are already familiar with the experienced catchers who guard the camp.

A master like Zen Master Guangming has a memory far beyond ordinary people, and after coming a few times, he basically knows those people, and he saw Su Hanshan suddenly silent, staring at those people who delivered food, and couldn't help but be a little confused.

"What's wrong? Do you have any suggestions for the meals they arranged? ”

"It's hard to say if you have any opinions on food, but you have some opinions about people."

When Su Hanshan said this, his voice suddenly disappeared, and he only saw his lips and teeth open and closed, and he couldn't hear words.

Zen Master Guangming immediately knew that he was using the method of transmitting sound into the secret to talk to others.

On the training ground, Zhou Zifan, who was originally seriously directing the exercises, glanced at this side imperceptibly, calling for everyone to shrink the queue and stay away from the camp, as if he was also going to enter the mountain.

Those who delivered food were about to enter the camp at this time, and among them was a man with dark skin, a stocky figure, a blue cloth turban, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a short beard.

But at this time, a figure in the mountains and forests in the distance suddenly reflected in his eyes very clearly.

Human vision, near big and far small.

That figure, originally in his eyes, was about the size of a vegetable in a basket, but in an instant, it progressed layer by layer, flickering and magnifying in his eyes.

His attention was involuntarily attracted to the past, and his entire vision became cramped and narrow because of the appearance of that figure.

It was as if his eyes couldn't hold such a shadow at all.

"Exposed!!"

This thought flashed through the swarthy man's heart, and his body was just about to move, when he suddenly realized that everything around his body had been shrouded in an ice-blue luster, and fell into a standstill.

Su Hanshan had already arrived less than three feet in front of him, and reached out and grabbed him.

This hand is raised, as if the entire arm exceeds the length of three zhang, and the edge of the palm, the wrist joint, and every fold of the sleeve are all in this movement, producing an extreme sense of speed.

Anyone who faces this blow will have an experience of suffocation, smallness, vulnerability, and fear.

It seems that everything except oneself has been coerced by the speed of the other party's hand, and has become its own enemy, and it is coming towards itself.

But when this swarthy man's eyes changed suddenly, he didn't care about the palm that was grabbed on the top of his head, but instead punched him right in front of him!

He was originally restricted by the Xuanbing Seven Rounds Enchantment, but when he punched this time, his entire right arm seemed to have come out of that simple and ordinary form.

The sleeve of his right coat is still in place, and even on his right hand, the scars, ashes, and oil stains that should be there as a guy in a restaurant are still in mid-air, in their original position.

But his real arm, which had been freed from these things, was as cold as a ghost, pure and white, and the whole arm exuded an inhuman luster, like a cold white jade, striking in the air.

Boom!!!!

A palm was exposed in the air, colliding with his fist.

As for the arms that fell on top of his head, and the icy blue sheen around him, they were all like dream-colored bubbles, and they all dispersed after a shock.

At least half of everything just now was a phantasm formed by mental shock.

This swarthy man, who looked unremarkable, was able to break through this illusion, and also caught the power of Su Hanshan's palm, but his body shook back and slipped out less than half a zhang.

"A master of the true form realm, his breath is so constricted that my second uncle and Zen Master Guangming didn't notice anything unusual, and they came to deliver food, which is really too big and useless."

Su Hanshan's thoughts formed in all directions, turning and churning, wandering and drumming.

Obviously, he was standing in front of him, but his voice was so flickering, if he came in a different person, I was afraid that he would have to vomit blood directly because of the deviation of his ears and eyes.

The swarthy man also frowned slightly, but what made his heartstrings shake even more was that he found that the food delivery guys who were originally beside him had all been thrown away.

Su Hanshan's illusion and palm power just now were all dissolved and offset by him, but he didn't notice the movements of those people around him.

Such a person actually said in the intelligence...... Is it the Ladder Realm?!

Zen Master Guangming and the unidentified swarthy man, at this moment, they simply empathize, although they had heard Su Hanshan say that there was a breakthrough, but according to the original estimate, it would take him a year to break through the true form of the Heavenly Ladder Extreme Realm.

And when he went out, it was only eighteen days, and no one would equate the breakthrough in his mouth with that kind of big breakthrough.

But now, standing in front of Zen Master Guangming is a Su Hanshan who is already incomprehensible in terms of combat power and realm.

(End of chapter)