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Just when Hou Renjie's flying sword was about to cut off one of Ye Xue's great heads, Ye Xue suddenly turned around, holding flowers in one hand and sealing in the other, his eyes were wide open, and a momentum as vast as the boundless universe erupted!

The golden sword stopped less than an inch in front of Ye Xue's eyes, and Hou Renjie's heart was shocked, because his natal flying sword lost contact in an instant! Hou Renjie heard a click in a trance! The golden sword had already been shattered! Hou Renjie had a mouthful of blood surging up his throat and muttered: "Incompetent to defeat the fundamental seal of the Ming King...... Jindan Realm ........"

Hou Renjie opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Ye Xue, who didn't pay attention to the momentum that was approaching, was still immersed in her own world, and suddenly understood something, and snorted: "It turns out ..... Martial Arts Practice..... There is also a higher realm...... Amusing.... Ridiculous...."

Ye Xue slowly approached Hou Renjie and sighed lightly: "It's a pity that I took the wrong path." "I don't know if I'm lamenting Hou Renjie or something else.

Ye Xue pressed her palm on the top of Hou Renjie's head, shattering Hou Renjie's heavenly spirit and leaving Hou Renjie with a whole corpse.

After doing this, Ye Xue looked up at the sky, a little gloomy, and couldn't see what was in the sky, which made Ye Xue a little excited.

This year's winter is particularly cold, and the snow in Qingzhou has fallen layer after layer.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, in his own garden, Ye Cheng is still obsessed with the action handed down by Ye Xue that day all day long, no matter how Ye Cheng's fingers imitate Ye Xue's posture, how hot the pile method under his feet is, but he has never been able to reach the level of Ye Xue's qi locking himself.

On this day, Ye Cheng carefully recalled Ye Xue's actions that day, and for a while, the pair of jade arms became clear in Ye Cheng's mind, and the fluff on Ye Xue's arms was extremely clear.

"The cold hair is rising!" Ye Cheng's thoughts became clear, the pores on the skin and flesh were like doors, and the heat flow that came out of the mixed yuan pile method on weekdays was qi, and this breath was emitted from the pores every time. Now it is the cold winter wax moon, and people will tremble all over their bodies when they go out at night, and the cold hair rises, as if a lock has been added to the door of the pores, isn't it like locking the air?

It's just that how to get into the state stumped Ye Cheng, so he won't hold back every night and wait for the moment of Gong to feel it, right?

Just when Ye Cheng was thinking like a demon, Ye Mu came to the garden. With Ye Mu came, there was also a person dressed as a monk, who came with a white beard fluttering, his clothes flying, and he was carrying a fairy wind bone. This person Ye Cheng has also seen, he is the well-known Qingyun Guan Master Wuchen, and he is famous in Qingzhou on weekdays. It turned out that Mother Ye saw that Ye Cheng had been quite abnormal for more than a month, and she didn't care about Father Ye's reprimand for being "strange and confused", so she invited the dustless master, who is known as a half-immortal.

The dustless master made a move, and the peachwood sword in his hand turned, "Immortal Monarch protection, the soul is coming!"

Just when Ye Cheng was inexplicable, a tingling pain came from the tail vertebrae, it turned out that Ye Mu came behind Ye Cheng when Ye Cheng didn't notice, and stabbed Ye Cheng with an embroidery needle at the place where Ye Cheng's tail vertebrae were!

Ye Cheng screamed, just about to argue a few words, wanting Ye Mu to give up doing such meaningless things. The picture just now flashed in my mind, isn't my condition just cold!

The thought was clear, and Ye Cheng was no longer stunned, and he threw his hand at the dustless master. Ye Cheng didn't want to do much, after all, Mother Ye was also worried about herself, so she replied to Mother Ye with a clear gaze, "Mother, I'm fine." ”

When Ye Mu heard this, she still couldn't be convinced, and hurriedly asked the dustless master, who smiled and bowed slightly. Mother Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and almost cried, "Okay, okay, the immortal family is still invited into the hall, and the tea has not been served yet." ”

These days, Ye Mu looked at Ye Cheng's situation, and her heart was also pressed by a big stone, and now that the burden in her heart was gone, she cried with joy. When Ye Cheng saw it, he couldn't bear it for a while, making his mother worry that it really shouldn't be, and he wanted to speak, but he felt that he couldn't cry or laugh about it. I had to watch my mother leave silently.

"It doesn't matter. The dustless Taoist was also polite and left with Ye Mu.

Ye Mu and the dustless Dao man left with their front feet, and Ye Chengcheng entered a contemplative state, "The needle tail vertebrae, the hairs all over the body will explode." Combined with the hybrid pile, you should be able to feel the air lock itself, right?"

Ye Cheng thought in his heart, and involuntarily made Ye Xue's movements that day, to Ye Cheng's surprise, the finger movements that he thought were useless the day before yesterday had a situation at the moment of twisting.

Ye Xue did not tell Ye Cheng the name of the finger movement that he had passed on, but the famous "Immovable King Root Seal". Legend has it that it was the seal of the Buddha when he was cultivating to visualize all kinds of suffering and add to my body, and to experience my artistic conception of being immovable.

Ye Cheng was constantly being pierced with steel needles everywhere on his body, which was in line with this type of sealing. Unexpectedly, the moment the Ming Wang seal was formed, Ye Cheng's body seemed to have been really pierced by countless steel needles, and the painful Ye Cheng's muscles twisted, and his body trembled.

Although Ye Cheng was in pain, his throat couldn't make a sound. It turned out to be the immovable Ming King's seal method, and Ye Cheng's body seemed to have grown a layer of shell, firmly binding Ye Cheng in place, maintaining his movements, motionless.

Fortunately, Ye Cheng has long been familiar with the mixed yuan pile method on weekdays, and the mixed yuan pile method with both feet is self-contained, the toes are tightly attached to the earth, and a stream of heat is constantly transmitted from the soles of the feet, and the heat is born from under the feet, wandering around the body, drumming to the skin and flesh, slightly relieving Ye Cheng's pain.

This heat did not escape to the outside of the body, but rushed directly to the heavenly spirit from the bottom to the top, causing Ye Cheng's temples to bulge slightly!

Yes, this is the Qi Lock itself! Before Ye Cheng could get excited, the thoughts of visualization dispersed, and the seal method also dispersed.

Without the "lock" on his body, Ye Cheng's body slammed to the ground, heat bulged out from the pores, and a lot of sweat flowed down, making Ye Cheng's underwear all soaked.

The snow was still falling, and there was a slight chill on the clothes on my body. Ye Cheng's heart was hot, and he said, "The key to Qi locking itself has finally broken through." The rest is to practice diligently, and Qingming went to Zhemei Villa. In the blink of an eye, the New Year passed. Although the heavy snow has stopped, the spring cold is still pressing. (To be continued.) )