Chapter 82: Shennong
"Finally mastered?" the Sun Immortal looked at him with interest.
"Got it. Ning Zaihe nodded lightly.
A hint of joy appeared on the pretty face of the fairy fairy every day, and she said happily: "That's good, it's interesting to fight like this." Come on, I'm going to get real going. ”
The previous fist fights again and again seemed to be ruthlessly crushing Ning Zaihe by the Sun Immortal, but in fact, Ning Zaihe was honing his fist intent with the help of the Sun Immortal. It is precisely because of this that Chen Xinshen finally realized what kind of situation the so-called freewheeling and unruly manners of Qianfan Shenzhou Tower have reached. After discovering that Ning Zaihe was grinding his fists with the help of him, he was not annoyed or angry, but fed him with great interest, and the so-called purpose was just to fight happily, in the eyes of normal people, this is close to the thinking of a mentally ill person. In fact, most of the people who have sunk are moody, and their way of thinking is indeed different from ordinary people, in their opinion, they don't need a reason to do things, just look at the mood.
"In that case, do you want to make this fight a little more interesting?" Ning Zaihe faintly grasped the excitement of the Sun Immortal.
Sure enough, hearing him say this, Zhuri Immortal immediately forgot that he was here to repair this little white face, and instead smiled: "Oh?
"Just look at my punch. Ning Zaihe still clenched his fists and slowly handed out a punch.
The same way of punching, this time it was a faint dark energy fluctuation, and under the fist was a feminine winding and strangling force.
"Another kind of fist intent? interesting, in that case, I'll play with you again. Seeing the joy of hunting, she naturally saw that Ning Zaihe wanted to borrow her to sharpen her fists, but in addition to her confidence in her own strength and fist power, she didn't care more about the other party's use of herself, for her, the key was to have a happy fight. Therefore, she did not choose to go all out, but fed Ning Zaihe with a fist again, willing to be used by Ning Zaihe.
Under the tempering of the Immortal of the Sun, the fist intent of the farmer's three fists and two styles of the old tree was extracted by Ning Zaihe again. After that, he changed to the farmer three-fist three-style crow to fly, this time he extracted the power of piercing with the emphasis on breaking the face with points and being invincible.
Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai, one was willing to fight, the other was willing to suffer, and the boring one-sided made most of the surrounding onlookers disperse. Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them have been fighting each other for three days and three nights. Until the end, Ning Zaihe finally extracted all the three fist intents, and just when he wanted to start fighting with the Sun Immortal seriously, Ning Zaihe suddenly fell into a state of epiphany.
Seeing that Ning Zaihe didn't make another move, he only had these three punch intents. The Immortal didn't know that Ning Zaihe had fallen into a state of epiphany at this moment, but when he was ready, he just put away his scattered thoughts, heart and mind, mind and qi, qi and strength, shoulders and hips, elbows and knees, hands and feet, and punched out with all his might.
The little fist of the Sun Immortal smashed again, different from before, this time the small fist did not look small at all, but had a kind of momentum of artillery roar. Seeing that the cannon fist of the Sun-chasing Immortal rubbed against the air and smashed a line of fire towards him, Ning Zaihe's consciousness was independent of his body, looking down on all this from above, like a god who controlled his own body, and his inner emotions were silent, without the slightest fluctuation.
The farmer has three punches, and three things are born
He understood the meaning of that sentence when he was in the ghost market that day. The reason why the farmer's three fists are called farmer's three fists is not because it is particularly sweet, but because the person who practices the farmer's three fists is like an old farmer, and the three fists are the seeds sown in spring. The practitioner of this technique is constantly sharpening his fists during this period, just like a farmer working in a field. And after the three-style boxing is fully understood, it is the time of the autumn harvest. The three-style boxing move is the seed, and through these three-style boxing moves, the final harvest is the most unpretentious and primordial punch. There are countless kinds of boxing in the world, and there are all kinds of life, eating is a fist, drinking water is a fist, and walking is a fist, but in this most simple punch, it is the various states of life that are played.
As far as boxing is concerned, the farmer's three punches are just a set of ordinary boxing techniques, but the mastery of the farmer's three punches lies in the fact that once the three punches are thoroughly understood, the practitioner will be brought into a state of epiphany, which is also the unusual thing about the farmer's three punches. In this state of epiphany, the practitioner can learn the farmer's three punches that truly belong to him. Chen Xinshen's farmer's three punches are only an ordinary punch, but there is something unusual in this ordinary, because it is prosaic and breathtaking, both all-encompassing and without the slightest fireworks.
The fist book of the farmer's three fists did not mention the secret after the three fists were understood, so Chen Xinyan named this punch born from the farmer's three fists as Shennong. It wasn't until today that he realized that the peasant three punches, with their vulgar names and ordinary fist moves, were not ordinary mainland goods, but on the contrary, the preciousness of this set of punches was far beyond his imagination. Because in that state of epiphany, the fist intent that was born out of the three types of boxing moves is really the most suitable fist intent for oneself. What suits you is the best, in other words, the ultimate fist intent that comes out of that realm of epiphany will vary from person to person. In Chen Xinyan's eyes, such a magical boxing technique is worthy of the word Shennong.
The battle vision of the Emperor of the Northern Yin Xudu was so high, and at this time, a punch from the same realm of the Sun Immortal came and fell in Ning Zaihe's eyes, but it was not without flaws. Mu Xiulin will be destroyed, considering his identity and various factors, Ning Zaihe turned a blind eye to those flaws, and faced her punch with seventy percent of his strength.
Ning Zaihe's fist slowly floated towards the Sun-Chasing Immortal, looking weak and lacking strength, but in fact, Ning Zaihe's punch falling in the eyes of the Sun-Chasing Immortal made her feel a sense of crisis in her heart. It's not because the punch is slow, on the contrary, it's because the punch speed is too fast, and your eyes can't keep up with the speed of the punch, resulting in the illusion of slowness.
"It's a good time!" the battle intent in the eyes of the Sun Immortal burned, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and met his fist.
In the air, the two fists collided again, in the same realm, seventy percent of the strength of the punch with all his strength, and the Sun Immortal still did not move in place, but this time Ning Zaihe no longer flew out upside down, but just took a few steps back to remove the opponent's strength.
"I lost. The two said in unison.
"It's me who lost, my original realm was higher than you, although the realm was suppressed to the same level as you, but the vision and consciousness are still there, I just knocked you back three steps and didn't win. The Sun Immortal smiled freely.
"Then don't trouble me anymore?" Ning Zaihe looked at the Sun-Chasing Immortal with a wild fighting spirit, and he was really a little embarrassed in his heart, because he had already been considered cheating, and the Emperor's vision level was far more than that of the Day-Chasing Immortal, but the Sun-Chasing Immortal did make him have a lot of changes in his view of the Demon Dao Demon. Maybe not everyone who has fallen is a heinous person, such as the Sunchaser who just likes to fight?
"Looking for trouble with you, if I didn't beat you in the same realm, my skills are inferior to others, and when you and I are in the same realm, we will fight again, and then it will be really fair." There was a fire burning in the eyes of the Sun Chasing Immortal, "I said, why don't you come and be my follower? I'll take you to fight, it's much more exciting than in the Dark Moon." ”