"Block me!"

The fist that he saw had already hit the Purple Mansion, and as soon as Yang Yi gritted his teeth, his soul mobilized his divine spiritual power, and he also simulated a fist and rushed towards the fist that was coming.

The two fists collided inside and outside the Purple Mansion in an instant.

Burst!

Yang Yi's fist only lasted for a moment, and was blasted away by the fist condensed by the fist intent.

The fist also slammed into the boundary membrane of the Purple Mansion.

Click!

The Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane was hit by this punch, and suddenly made a crisp sound, as if it couldn't resist and was about to crack.

Although Yang Yi was not shocked, this time he no longer condensed his fist, but mobilized his divine spiritual power and condensed towards the Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane.

The purple mansion boundary membrane was replenished by the divine spiritual power, and it immediately recovered as before, and a faint layer of lilac halo appeared on the outer layer.

Boom Boom!

The fist condensed into a fist constantly bombarded the boundary membrane.

Yang Yi gritted his teeth and held on.

That fist intent erupted hundreds of times in succession before it finally collapsed and disappeared.

Yang Yi was already covered in cold sweat at this time, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

However, after careful observation, Yang Yi was pleasantly surprised to find that his Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane had perfectly absorbed his divine spiritual power in the process of resisting it, and it had become more and more condensed and tough.

Even the surface of the boundary membrane was floating with a faint purple light, becoming more and more mysterious.

"I see!"

At this time, Yang Yi suddenly realized that in addition to comprehending this Ming Sword Rock, he could not only comprehend the will of the martial arts, but also use the will of the martial arts to refine the Purple Mansion, making the Purple Mansion more condensed and tenacious.

The stronger the Purple Mansion, the safer and more condensed the Divine Soul within it.

Not only that, the fist condensed by Fang Cai's fist intent blasted into the soul sea, bombarding hundreds of punches on the boundary wall of the Purple Mansion one after another, and when the Purple Mansion was bombarded with fist intent, it naturally absorbed part of the will of the fist intent.

Through his soul, Yang Yi clearly realized that he had realized a trace of the true meaning of martial arts contained in this fist!

"Is this a shattering of the true meaning? Amazing, amazing!"

Yang Yi felt it carefully for a moment, and was pleasantly surprised.

He hurriedly seized the time, ran the exercises, and restored the consumed divine spiritual power.

An hour later, the spiritual power that had only been exhausted was restored to its original state.

Yang Yi was overjoyed again.

The recovery speed of the divine spirit power has doubled, which is another unexpected surprise.

It seems that this martial will can not only refine the Purple Mansion, but also refine the divine spiritual power!

"Go on!"

Yang Yi opened his eyes and looked at Ming Jianyan.

He soon discovered that in the area where he had just comprehended, the martial arts will in the hundreds of fist marks had all dissipated!

"it!"

He looked around weakly and found that no one was paying attention to him at all, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and changed places with a weak heart.

This time it was still a fist intent area, and the fist intent scratches here were obviously a lot more than those just now.

Divine sense reached into one of the punch marks.

Rumble!

The same scene recurred.

According to Fang Cai's experience, Yang Yi did not condense his fist to resist, but mobilized the divine spiritual power and integrated it all into the Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The fist condensed by the fist intent disappeared again after the Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane bombarded more than a hundred punches one after another.

"It's still shattered!"

At this time, Yang Yi's comprehension of this fist intent was even more profound, and the Purple Mansion Boundary Membrane was much more condensed and tenacious than Fang Cai, and it was about to turn purple.

Not surprisingly, in the fist marks in this area, all the fist intent dissipated again.

This time to resist the fist intent, the divine spirit power was only consumed seventy percent.

But Yang Yi still stopped and continued to recover his divine power.

Half an hour later.

Yang Yi switched to another full punch area.

After refining and absorbing again, Yang Yi found that the great power of boxing seemed to have only the martial will of destroying the true intent, and there was no other means to show it, so he shook his head regretfully and no longer went to comprehend the fist intent.

At this time, he had basically comprehended the true meaning of destruction, and the purple mansion boundary membrane had completely condensed into purple, so there was no need to wipe out all the fist marks on the Ming Sword Rock.

He then began to look for gun marks, and did just that.

Two hours later.

Without any accidents, the gunshot marks on the Ming Sword Rock disappeared in three places in a large area.

Yang Yi felt more and more empty.

And he noticed that Yue Lingchai seemed to have looked at him strangely several times.

"She won't find out, right?"

Yang Yi hurriedly hid in a place where Yue Lingchai couldn't see, and secretly had fun alone with a weak heart.

"Hahaha, this trip to Excalibur Valley is really not in vain!"

Yang Yi discovered the mystery of Shenwu Ming Sword Rock, where can he still hold it?

He then swept away the marks, stick marks, and arrow marks, and originally wanted to continue to understand the hammer marks and knife marks.

As a result, just when he had just recovered his spiritual power and wanted to continue, he suddenly found that the small sword above his head was actually not lit.

"It's time so soon?!"

Yang Yi looked regretful.

"Yang Yi, come out quickly!"

Not far away, Luo Tianjiao, who was aware of this scene, waved to him anxiously.

Yang Yi had also heard Luo Tianjiao mention the horror of this star mist before, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed towards Luo Tianjiao.

On the way, he took a look and saw that there was no one in the valley anymore.

When Luo Tianjiao left the Divine Sword Valley and came to the mist of the stars, Luo Tianya, Jian Chongtian and the others were already waiting here.

"Yo, the people are very neat, hahaha, hello everyone, how are you feeling?"

Yang Yi has gained a lot this time, and he is in a happy mood, and he is no longer too concerned about the previous gambling fight.

With such a big benefit from the Ming Sword Valley, it would be too uninteresting to loot the pockets of the core disciples of the people again.

"Of course we have gained a lot, but I don't know if you have any insights?"

Jian Chongtian sneered.

It took him two days this time to fully comprehend the thirty-seven sword marks, not only comprehending a trace of the true meaning of the ancient powerful swordsmanship, but also realizing a complete ancient swordsmanship.

This kind of understanding is extremely rare in the entire history of Mingjian Valley's enlightenment, and it can even be ranked among the top three.

They have already communicated with each other, and everyone else has had a very good harvest.

The six of them, with the sword to the sky, the biggest gain, followed by Luo Tianjiao, Luo Tianjiao felt thirty-six sword marks, but failed to understand the swordsmanship, but his own sword true meaning has improved by a full forty percent.

Luo Tianya comprehended thirty-five sword marks, and increased his previous sword path true intent by as much as thirty percent.

Jing Juefeng, Wu Xun, and Tang Ao were almost the same, and they all felt thirty-four sword marks, and the true intent of the sword path had also increased by about two percent.

"Yang Yi, how many scratches have you felt?"

Luo Tianjiao asked curiously.

"Well, do you have to say this? I don't remember exactly. ”

Yang Yi looked at a few people with a weak heart.

"Boy, hurry up, you shouldn't have a scratch and didn't understand, so you don't dare to say it, right?"

Jian Chongtian sneered slightly.

"Yang Yi, how many enlightenments have you experienced? I don't believe it, you haven't comprehended any of them. ”

Luo Tianjiao looked at Yang Yi with blazing eyes.

"Senior sister, can you really compare this kid's understanding with me? I think he can step into the Purple Mansion Realm before the age of fifteen, it must have been with the help of external forces, and he didn't rely on his own penance at all. ”

Jian Chongtian saw that Luo Tianjiao looked at Yang Yi's gaze differently, and he was very apprehensive in his heart, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Boy, you're afraid of losing face, it's okay if you don't say it, you're willing to gamble and lose, kowtow quickly!"

At this moment, two sword lights suddenly flew in the distance, and the target was the direction of the Divine Sword Valley.

Everyone paused their argument and looked up in the direction where the sword light was flying.

"Hey, why is Daddy here?" Luo Tianjiao saw that one of the sword lights was very familiar, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Master Luo is here? Shouldn't he have been discovered?"

Yang Yi became more and more weak-hearted, and quietly hid behind Luo Tianjiao to pretend to be an ostrich.

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