In the hut, the reason why Ma Zhongliang said this was not groundless. Although Ma Zhongliang's cultivation is not high, he is only worthy of the second realm of martial arts, but he can still hear that Mo Shiping's breathing rhythm is very different from before.

Open up the pulse and release the potential of the human body. Whether it is the sharpness of the facial features or the size of the strength, there is a significant improvement.

The rhythm of the breath is one of the feedback of qi. In the battle of martial arts, those with weak strength breathe rapidly and fluctuate, and they need to take one breath when they punch once. Those with abundant energy breathe long and deep, and often only need to breathe once after a few punches.

Ma Zhongliang heard that when Mo Shiping breathed smoothly before, he felt that this person's physique was strong and far better than ordinary people, and he should have taken many herbs that were beneficial to his muscles and bones since he was a child, and he had received proper exercise the day after tomorrow.

And later, when Mo Shiping sat up straight, when Ma Zhongliang heard his breathing again, he only felt that if the water droplets dripped into the deep spring, he couldn't make waves. This is a symbol of long, deep breath and more than enough. This is the difference between the martial arts and ordinary martial arts.

Therefore, Ma Zhongliang said that sentence softly and successfully opened up Ren's pulse.

At that moment, Mo Shiping clenched his fists in disbelief, sensing that there was a steady stream of energy pouring out of his limbs, far better than before. Moreover, once the force was exerted, Mo Shiping clearly felt that from the perineum to the Chengpule acupoint, there was a meridian running through it, rippling with a comfortable warmth little by little.

"Is this the effect of Ren Mai?" Mo Shiping looked delighted, and his heart was naturally sure that Ren Mai had been opened, he never expected that he would succeed in such a vague way.

Ma Zhongliang silently retracted his gaze, since the purpose of this trip had been achieved, he didn't want to stay longer, said hello, and wanted to turn around and leave. In a few moments, there should be disciples in the Wancao Shop one after another, and he will have to go back to take care of it.

"Senior brother, please stay. Seeing this, Wang Fugui hurriedly took a small step forward, smiled and said: "This is a great favor, I haven't asked the teacher brother for your surname, and I will repay you in the future." ”

"Ma Zhongliang. Do it casually, how to talk about repayment. Ma Zhongliang did not slow down and left directly.

"What a weirdo. Wang Fugui sat back on the wooden bench in a daze, shook his head, and muttered softly.

Mo Shiping looked at Ma Zhongliang's distant back, his expression was embarrassed, and he sighed with emotion: "It's not strange." If there were more senior brothers like this, why wouldn't the Imperial Spirit Sect be better. ”

Wang Fugui nodded, and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly noticed that the jade Jian in his arms trembled slightly. So, he quickly took out the jade slip and pinched it in the palm of his hand for a moment.

"The old man in charge asked me to go to his place, saying that it was a formal ceremony to accept apprentices, and that he would pass down a magic weapon of self-defense as an entrance ceremony. Wang Fugui scratched his head, his expression was mixed. He naturally wanted the magic weapon, but when Wang Fugui noticed the test set by Song Jiang before, he had some pimples in his heart.

Seeing this, Mo Shiping smiled and said with relief: "Let's go for a trip." The magic weapon of the immortal family should be worth a lot of money, right? Besides, it is also a magic weapon for self-defense, maybe it will come in handy when traveling down the mountain in the future. ”

As soon as he heard the value, Wang Fugui's eyes suddenly lit up, nodded again and again, happily left a sentence to go back, and trotted out of the door.

In the hut, only Mo Shiping was left sitting alone, he smiled and shook his head, he knew Wang Fugui too well. After sitting for a while, Mo Shiping suddenly thought of one thing, about controlling his own fist, maybe Han Shuangcheng could help. And he has just entered the realm of martial artists, Mo Shiping has no idea how much strength he has, and he can also find Han Shuangcheng to refine the handle by the way. In Mo Shiping's view, Han Shuangcheng is a person who is easy to talk and not easy to talk to, and the key depends on whether he is interested.

Thinking of this, Mo Shiping looked a little expectant, walked out of the hut quickly, and set off to the Iron Qin Bronze Sword Tower.

Without a cup of tea, Mo Shiping walked to the entrance of the towering Iron Qin and Bronze Sword Tower.

"Iron Piano Bronze Sword Tower. ”

Mo Shiping raised his head and softly read the five gilded characters on the iron plaque. Even if it was the second time he came here, he still felt a little at the wealth of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

"Senior Brother Han!"

Mo Shiping stepped into the first floor, and at a glance saw Han Shuangcheng lazily leaning on the bookshelf, carrying a book in his hand and quickly flipping through it.

Hearing this, Han Shuangcheng put down the book in his hand and raised his head with a smile. But the moment he saw Mo Shiping's figure, Han Shuangcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Mo's natural wealth really makes Senior Brother envious and ashamed. ”

Mo Shiping's color was slightly red, he scratched his head shyly, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Han has a good reputation, I'm just lucky." ”

Han Shuangcheng shook his head, his expression was rare and a little embarrassed, and he sighed softly: "Luck is also a talent. Besides, Han didn't think that Senior Brother Mo could set foot in the realm of martial artists just by relying on luck. ”

In the previous fight, Han Shuangcheng could see that Mo Shiping's foundation was playing well. But now he thinks that it's not good, it's excellent.

Han Shuangcheng's background is not low, he naturally knows that for some juniors of immortal cultivation families, the three realms of martial arts are at his fingertips. For no other reason, almost all the descendants of the immortal cultivation family grew up with medicine jars, and their bodies and bones surpassed ordinary people since they were young. The three realms of martial arts are mainly based on refining the body, opening up the Ren pulse as the first realm, opening up the Du pulse as the second realm, and opening up the twelve secondary pulses as the third realm. For them, the second and even the twelfth pulses of Ren Du have long been extremely loose due to the consumption of precious herbs when they were young, and they can be opened with a little stimulation, and they only need to bear a little pain.

Han Shuangcheng is the same, when he broke through the first realm of martial arts, the second realm was very easy, but only when he reached the third realm, he suffered a little. This is the innate advantage brought by the background, and the background, like luck, is a talent in Han Shuangcheng's eyes.

However, this Senior Brother Mo doesn't look like a junior from a family of cultivating immortals, and he doesn't know anything about cultivation. However, Han Shuangcheng didn't ask, everyone has some secrets in their hearts, he is so, and Mo Shiping is the same.

In addition, the book "Little Refining of Muscles and Bones", in Han Shuangcheng's opinion, should be written by an unknown small sect. Although it has been widely circulated since then, in the final analysis, this book is suitable for most teenagers like Wang Fugui, who have only been superficial or have no martial arts foundation since childhood.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Mo has just entered the realm of martial arts, so he is in a hurry to find Senior Brother for revenge?" Han Shuangcheng deliberately made a frightened expression, and even took two steps back, pretending to be vivid.

Mo Shiping was no longer surprised by Han Shuangcheng's deliberate move, so he shook his head with a smile: "It's not." I came here this time because I had a question I wanted to ask Senior Brother Han for advice. ”

When Han Shuangcheng heard this, he reached out and patted his chest again and again, and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, just ask." It's not Han who brags, in this Imperial Spirit Sect, Han is the most well-informed. ”

"Then Senior Brother Han, do you know that the last form of this Xingyi Fist is to control one's own absolute fist?"

"Huh?"

Han Shuangcheng fell into a short period of contemplation, this Xingyi Fist is one of the most widely circulated boxing methods among the people, but most of them are not authentic Xingyi Fist used by Mo Shiping before, from the perspective of fist meaning, it is undoubtedly the most authentic inheritance, but this is also the reason why Han Shuangcheng is puzzled.

"I wonder if the Xingyi Fist that Senior Brother Mo learned has been improved by others?" Han Shuangcheng thought for a moment, and felt that this was the only reasonable explanation, because the last form of Xingyi Fist was not called a self-control fist at all.

"Well, some tweaks. Mo Shiping nodded, he remembered that when his grandfather taught boxing, he said that the last three styles of Xingyi Boxing, Eagle Cannon Boxing, Spirit Monkey Drill Boxing and Self-control Absolute Boxing, he had made some adjustments. The reason why Mo Shiping remembers it so deeply is because when he practiced these three punches at that time, the more he fought, the more awkward he became, and he could not hit it slowly until he had been hundreds of times.

Han Shuangcheng smiled: "That's right. The last form of authentic Xingyi Fist is called the Dragon Descending Fist, not the Self-Controlling Fist. ”

Mo Shiping knew in his heart, it seemed that most of this self-mastering fist was created by the grandfather, no wonder it was completely different from the previous five styles.

"What's the matter, what's so strange about the self-control fist that the junior brother said?" Han Shuangcheng roughly counted in his heart. Since Mo Shiping specially came to ask himself, this self-mastering fist is definitely not a simple boxing technique. Moreover, Mo Shiping's Tiger Hunting Fist is mellow and perfect, and the person who taught him to practice boxing must not be an ordinary person. Come to think of it, this self-mastering fist is a move deliberately added by that person, and it is a move that was passed on to Mo Shiping alone.

Mo Shiping shook his head slightly: "It's nothing special, it's just a little awkward to use." ”

Han Shuangcheng nodded with a smile, since this Senior Brother Mo didn't want to say more, then he naturally wouldn't ask.

"By the way, Senior Brother Han, I just stepped into the realm of martial arts, and I don't know how powerful my punches are, and I hope Senior Brother Han can accompany me... Practice?" Mo Shi's flat color hesitated slightly, and he said quite embarrassedly. Mo Shiping doesn't like to trouble others, but for this "warm-hearted" Senior Brother Han, he thinks that it doesn't matter how troublesome and troublesome he is.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Han Shuangcheng agreed.

A moment later, in the Iron Qin Bronze Sword Building, Mo Shiping was punched by Han Shuangcheng and flew out for several feet.

"Alas, Senior Brother Mo, I'm really sorry! Senior Brother Mo is really a natural talent, just a martial artist in one realm, but he has the power of three stones in the second realm when he punches. Han Mou panicked, so he used thirty percent of his strength, how could he think of knocking Senior Brother Mo away, Haihan Haihan. ”

Mo Shiping got up with a disgraced face, but his expression was unexpectedly a little happy. He gently rubbed his abdomen after being hit by a punch, it hurt a little, but it was completely inferior to the two punches he had eaten in the dojo before. Mo Shiping naturally didn't think that Han Shuangcheng had lightened the force of his punches, thinking that it was because he had set foot in the realm of martial artists.

Mo Shiping turned his head and saw Han Shuangcheng, who had been smiling all along, and suddenly there was no joy on his face, he quietly compared his middle finger, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

"What a terrible background. Han Shuangcheng leaned lazily on the bookshelf again, picked up the books he hadn't finished reading before, and quickly flipped through the ten lines at a glance.

Just now, Han Shuangcheng deliberately said a panic, he did not use three percent of his strength, but fifty percent. Sancheng is strong, and it is the two punches that beat Mo Shiping earlier.

However, as a senior brother, you must maintain an unfathomable image in front of your junior brother, right?

...

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Yuwen family, one of the top ten families.

On a mountain, a young man with a young face with a young face, he stared at his blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth, and silently endured the slight sword qi released by the white-clothed swordsman beside him in a standing position.

The boy is Yuwen Cheshui, and the white-clothed swordsman is naturally Yuwen Qingquan.

Yuwen Qingquan, who broke through the peak of the Nine Realms of the Skyclave Realm, although it only revealed a trace of sword qi, it was not something that ordinary people could bear. At this time, Yuwen Cheshui was already covered in blood, and blood beads continued to seep out from various subtle pores. But the boy didn't say a word, just looked firmly at the southern sky, where there was an opponent he wanted to lose his blood in the four realms.

"Enough, your body won't be able to stand it when you go down. Yuwen Qingquan said slowly. He could see that the boy was approaching his limit.

"It's not enough. Yuwen Cheshui shook his head vigorously, "If I can't even hold on to this, am I still worthy of beating him!"

The Yuwen family has a profound heritage, natural treasures, and all kinds of cultivation exercises. But the young man in front of him, in the end, chose the most primitive and dangerous method to get through the second pulse of Ren Du, completely relying on external forces to force his limit little by little, and he would be seriously injured if he was not careful. This method will not directly stimulate the second pulse of Ren Du, but is like cutting meat with a blunt knife, all by grinding little by little. The more solid the foundation of the muscles and bones, the more you have to endure double the pain.

Yuwen Qingquan nodded, dispelling the idea of retracting his sword qi, his eyes full of anticipation. Such Yuwen clear water deserves to set foot in the king realm of the three realms in the future.

There is such a thing as a king realm in the three realms of the martial arts realm, and only a very few monks can set foot in it. After most monks reach the peak of the Three Realms, they will take the initiative to seek opportunities to break through to the Four Realms. Very few monks are willing to continue to achieve perfection after the peak of the Three Realms, because according to the world's view, although entering the Three Realms King Realm also means that the Four Realms of the Rock Realm are within reach, if they can directly break through the Four Realms, why not do it? Moreover, breaking through to the Three Realms King Realm requires great perseverance and a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures, and even many immortal cultivators will feel that the gains outweigh the losses.

However, for the Yuwen family, the treasure of heaven and earth is naturally nothing. There are two people in the current family who have set foot in the Three Realms King Realm.

It is known as Yuwen Jinshan, who is expected to ask immortals, and Yuwen Qingquan, who is hopeless to ask immortals in this life.

And now, in the eyes of Yuwen Qingquan, the person who has set foot in the Three Realms King Realm has one more Yuwen clear water.