In the deep sea, Gu Chuanxia sat at the bottom of the sea, using the pressure of the seawater to squeeze the potential of his body, in order to break through the seventh layer of the Great Shift. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The first six floors of the Great Movement of Qiankun are all a strange word, using various methods to carry the five qi and fight to stimulate the body and stimulate potential. However, when he reached the seventh layer, Zhang Wuji borrowed some principles of Tai Chi Shengong, and began to accumulate heavy strength with Qi Yang Zheng and dignified to break through obstacles, break boundaries, and develop stronger strength.

This has to be said to be a feat, the original Qiankun moved to the seventh layer and then there is no successor, and forcibly breaking through will lead to going mad and dying, precisely because opportunism is not enough to rely on for a long time.

Walking ashore from the bottom of the sea, Gu Lige was taking a horse on the shore, and at the same time practicing her basic qi training method passed down by Gu Chuanxia. This basic qi training method was created by Gu Chuanxia himself, absorbing some principles from various sects and various basic parts of divine skills, and has its own set of things. Although it does not contain the rules like a miracle, it can go straight to breaking your life. But it's excellent for laying the foundation.

Seeing Gu Chuanxia coming out of the sea, Gu Lige endured the soreness on his legs, and hugged Gu Chuanxia's coat to greet him. In order to facilitate the practice, Gu Chuanxia only wore a pair of trousers when he entered the sea.

Looking at Gu Chuanxia's **** sturdy upper body, Gu Lige blushed slightly, as if he had smeared a layer of rouge. Although he was born in the land of fireworks, as an Oiran, he was regarded as a lady of everyone, and he was not as free and bold as the children of the rivers and lakes.

"How's the practice?" asked Gu Chuanxia.

Gu Lige was a little sullen and said: "Just now, I opened the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra, and the internal force condensed six wisps. ”

Gu Chuanxia said: "You are content! You have only been practicing kung fu for a few months? If it weren't for Mingzun's bottle of elixir, you wouldn't even be able to find your qi feeling now." ”

"It doesn't matter if you slow down now, the important thing is to lay a solid foundation, otherwise it will be difficult to get through the bottleneck in the future. Speaking of which, Gu Chuanxia was a little afraid. At first, when he started to practice internal strength, he didn't know anything, so he directly swallowed the blood of the medicine snake snake that he had been feeding for many years, and forcibly broke through the meridians with the medicinal power of snake blood to improve his internal strength.

In fact, this will lead to a vain foundation, and it is extremely difficult to break through the innate nature. Fortunately, he not only obtained the foundation of the Quanxin True Heart Method, but also possessed the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and used the power of the Divine Power to forcibly restore the damaged foundation. Only then did he safely break through the innate realm and condense his true qi.

"It seems that you are a little bored practicing internal skills, and in the afternoon, I will teach you the Wuyue swordsmanship, if you don't practice martial arts, you can't last long after all, gong is the way of immortality, and martial arts is a tool to protect the way, all of which are indispensable. Gu Chuanxia said.

"A good sentence is the way to immortality, and martial arts is a weapon to protect the way! Sure enough, it is not ordinary, but Xiao Liuzi did not say the wrong thing. On the surface of the sea, a handsome young man wearing a white robe, white hair fluttering, a crown on his head, and a dusty hand in his hand stepped on the waves, and the undulating waves under his feet seemed to push him forward as if consciously, but he never used the slightest strength, let alone took a step.

Even when he stepped into the waves, the shoes on his feet were not wet in the slightest, and they were always dry.

This person is so high in the power of kung fu, he can use the power of daily breathing to control the power of all things in heaven and earth for his own use, and he has already surpassed the realm of four or two thousand catties. To put it more appropriately, that is, he has found the fulcrum to pry the heavens and the earth, and even if it only uses the power of blowing, he can destroy all things.

"May I ask who the Taoist is?" Gu Chuanxia looked at the visitor, and his heart was already tense. At the same time, he was also wondering why Guo Jing didn't react at all.

"Could it be that this Taoist priest is even higher than Guo Jing's realm?" Gu Chuanxia beat the drum in his heart: "It won't be the person of the so-called 'lock' organization!"

"Poor Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, I have seen the ancient children!" the Taoist priest made a mockery and then said.

"What? you're Zhang Sanfeng..." Gu Chuanxia's brain buzzed, and he suddenly became confused. In his imagination, shouldn't Zhang Sanfeng be white-haired and white-bearded, crane-haired and childish-looking, and fairy-like and fairy-like? There is white hair, but what kind of trouble is this little fresh meat-like appearance? Is it the wrong set? This is not a costume fairy tale drama, but a youth idol drama?

"Could it be that what I'm traveling through is not actually the world of novels, but Yu's mother's version..."

"What is Xiao Xianrou, and who is Yu's mother?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Gu Chuanxia, his clear eyes like a child, revealing curiosity.

Gu Chuanxia hurriedly turned on the fetal breath recipe and gathered his mind: "Can you read minds?" Even if Zhang Sanfeng, the generation of grandmaster on the other side, was casually read by him, he would still feel angry.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Don't be angry, little friend, Poor Dao apologizes! It's just that your thoughts fluctuate too much, and Poor Dao seems to have been in retreat for too long, and you forgot to close the Yuan Shen Spiritual Sense, and naturally read your mind." ”

"But you learned from Patriarch Chen's fetal breath trick well, I don't know if you have fallen into a dream?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"Into a dream?" Gu Chuanxia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a few strange soul crossings.

"It seems that you haven't realized yet! This is your own chance, and I won't break the poor way. So as not to cause you a mental obstacle, there are many truths, and you will not be able to understand it if you say it. Zhang Sanfeng said.

Then he suddenly changed to a fiery look, but with a little shyness, and asked Gu Chuanxia: "I heard that Guo Xiang Guo Nuxia has returned to Peach Blossom Island, but is it true?"

Gu Chuanxia rolled his eyes, can this Taoist priest be honest? Who can you listen to? It's not Zhang Wuji! It's all confirmed from Zhang Wuji, and he came to ask a ghost!

"Definitely back. Gu Chuanxia nodded affirmatively, and the complaint in his heart could never be spoken. Otherwise, the ghost knows if this Taoist priest would beat him to relieve the pressure because he was nervous.

"Is she, okay?" Zhang Sanfeng was like a young boy, inquiring about the news of the person he liked.

"You won't go to see it yourself!" Gu Chuanxia looked at the Taoist priest in front of him dumbfounded, it was really difficult to connect him with the first generation of grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.

"No, no, I just need to know she's good. Zhang Sanfeng said this, but his feet took root on the sea, and even the undulating waves seemed to be frozen, and the surrounding was silent, and the waves set off did not fall, and those undulating waves became eternal.

I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of my true qi, but he had already fixed the sea. Zhang Sanfeng... is really unfathomable. Gu Chuanxia sighed in his heart.

Such a big movement, of course, finally alarmed Guo Jing on Peach Blossom Island.

Guo Jing flew out of the peach blossom forest, saw Zhang Sanfeng at a glance, and suddenly showed a very strange expression on his face. Some seem to be happy, some are distressed, and some are helpless.

And Xiao Guo Xiang also ran out, saw Zhang Sanfeng at a glance, and shouted loudly with a smile: "It turned out to be you! Little monk! I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked, how many times did this voice appear in midnight dreams, and at this time, he really heard it with his ears, so that his Dao heart, which had been cultivated for many years, was constantly beating, as if a kind of farewell throbbing had reappeared.

(To be continued.) )