Shaolin two classics, easy tendon to wash the marrow. The power of the Washing Marrow Sutra is still above the Yijin Sutra, and Zheng Ming is more looking forward to the Washing the Pulp Sutra.

After simply cleaning up his body, Zheng Ming began to practice the Pulp Cleansing Sutra, because of the effect of the ten Dharma Patriarch Hero Cards, he did not have the slightest bottleneck in cultivating the Pulp Washing Sutra.

It can be said that between the operation of true qi, it is basically a matter of course.

There are two hundred and six bones in the whole body, and after running the marrow washing meridian once, Zheng Ming felt that his body was full of **** and a feeling of floating immortals.

It is easy to train the flesh and make the body as tough as steel. Washing the marrow and refining the bones, refining all the harmful impurities in the bones, so that the cultivator's physique will continue to evolve in the direction of perfection.

Through the cultivation of the Yi Jin Purifying Second Meridian, Zheng Ming's own true qi did not improve much, but his own physique had increased by about double.

"Bang!"

Zheng Ming's palm slammed heavily on the rock he was sitting on, and a handprint more than half a foot deep was imprinted on the rock very clearly.

Retracting his palm from the rock, Zheng Ming didn't feel any pain in his palm at all. He looked at his crystal palm, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Palm crushing bluestone, even if it is a martial artist who has not entered the product, some can also do it through years of hard training.

And Zheng Ming, before he cultivated his internal qi, he cultivated his physical body extremely strongly, and he could even rely on Zhou Dong's iron arm to compete with some masters who had cultivated internal qi.

Coupled with the golden bell jar, Zheng Ming almost became the most powerful person in the Jin Dynasty below the ninth grade.

However, there is an essential difference between this kind of physical strength and the strength that is now cultivated through the two sutras of Yi Jin and Washing the Pulp.

According to Zheng Ming's current understanding, his previous arrogance is a kind of pure external strength, if you use popular words, it is actually four words - rough skin and thick meat.

But now, through the cultivation of the two meridians of Yi Jin and Washing the Pulp, the strength of Zheng Ming's body belongs to every meridian, every muscle, and every drop of blood!

This is a kind of physical essence improvement, a qualitative improvement.

Strengthen the meridians, strengthen the blood and qi, so that the force is born from the body, so as to reach another peak, this is the purpose of the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra.

Cultivate, improve the strength of your body again, only in this way, can you compete with those bloodline heirs in this Tianheng God Realm.

Even if he can't get the bloodline that matches them now, but he has the Yijin Sutra, the Pulp Washing Sutra, and the strongest martial arts left by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, as long as he integrates these, he can also compete with them.

Three days have passed since the battle with Xuan Haoran, but Zheng Ming remembers every detail of that battle very clearly.

Although in the end, the fight between himself and Xuan Haoran was a dead end, Zheng Ming felt the strength of the Seven Golden Bloodlines.

Bodhidharma Patriarch, a martial arts skill can almost be said to have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but under the golden bloodline, it is still not too much of a advantage.

Especially in the end, the majesty displayed by the four ancient emperors after they appeared a trace of divine soul made Zheng Ming feel even more frightened.

Ten hero cards allowed him to have the five skills of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, but he knew in his heart that only by going to the next level could he compete with those proud sons of heaven in this Tianheng God Realm.

As for the hero card of Xianxia, Zheng Ming thought of it, in order to verify the power of the hero card of Xianxia, he even clicked directly on the hero card of the black eagle Buddha slave that did not seem to have much effect.

But, it's a pity that when he opened the Black Eagle Buddha Slave Hero Card, the power of this hero card was directly suppressed to the first-grade realm.

And the skills of the Buddha slave can't be used even more.

In Zheng Ming's calculations, unless he directly casts the hero card of the Tongtian Sect Master, otherwise the other hero cards in his hand will be suppressed.

Therefore, in this Tianheng God Realm, in addition to the Tongtian Sect Master Hero Card that can save his life at almost any time, the only things Zheng Ming can use are the martial arts card and the martial arts card.

Among the martial arts cards, in addition to the mysterious Emperor Shakti, the hero card of Bodhidharma Patriarch is undoubtedly the most powerful.

Obtaining the skills of the Bodhidharma Patriarch is a matter of ten hero cards, but to make these skills truly his own, it requires Zheng Ming's own comprehension and cultivation.

The Yijin Sutra, the Washing of the Marrow Sutra, the Vajra does not damage the body, the Mahaprajna Vajra power and the immovable Zen mind, what Zheng Ming values most is the first three things, because the first three things are the three things that constantly improve his physical fitness.

Once, twice, three times......

The Grandmaster-level Yi Jin Cleansing Sutra was constantly running in Zheng Ming's body, and Zheng Ming, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, completely forgot everything outside at this moment, and he felt that his body was like a steel ingot, constantly being pulled into silk, and then being recast into a smaller steel ingot.

The drops of blood, circulating in Zheng Ming's body, began to be silent, and then began to be like gurgling water, and in the end, between the blood flowing, faintly, there was the sound of wind and thunder echoing.

Zheng Ming, who was completely immersed in the two meridians of Yi Jin and Washing the Marrow, had already forgotten a little what he was doing here, and even forgot that this place was the Tianheng Divine Realm.

I don't know how long it took, Zheng Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone, his body trembled suddenly, but in the void, there was a sound like popping beans.

"Bang bang!"

With the first trembling, Zheng Ming's body continued to tremble in the void, and along with this tremor was a sound like thunder.

And Zheng Ming's cross-legged body, in this tremor, sat more and more straight, although he only raised his head half an inch, but it gave people the feeling of a dragon with its head raised and roaring.

Zheng Ming, who jumped up from the ground, his eyes were full of electric light, but he didn't sense his changes at the first time, his biggest need now was to eat.

Hungry, he is not ordinary hungry, Zheng Ming felt that every meridian, every acupoint, and every drop of blood in his body was roaring at him, the owner of the body.

Food, what you need is food!

Zheng Ming, who rose into the air, rose and fell like lightning, and half an hour later, he had already come to the front of a fierce beast like a giant lion.

The giant lion beast, the fierce beast that got a inheritance stone when Zheng Ming and the others first entered this place, was not much different in strength. And the moment this fierce beast saw Zheng Ming, its eyes first showed a fierce light.

But then, as if it had encountered a natural predator, it roared, turned around and tried to escape.

It's a pity, how could Zheng Ming let it escape? His stomach, his flesh and blood were roaring, and he was going to swallow this lion-like beast that was more than two feet long.

"Whoosh!", that is, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Ming appeared in front of the fierce beast, and then punched the beast's head hard.

With this punch, Zheng Ming did not exert the true qi of the Red Rizhao Daqian, what he used was purely the power of his body.

All the meridians, all the muscles, all the blood and qi converged in this punch.

The exercise of the two meridians of the easy tendon and the marrow, all the power, at this moment, burst out with this punch.

The giant lion beast was one zhang tall, but at this moment, under Zheng Ming's fist, it was like a broken rag doll, and it flew out more than ten zhang directly.

You must know that this fierce beast itself has the power of Neidan, and their combat power is not weaker than that of a strong person at the grandmaster level.

When Zheng Ming walked towards the giant lion beast that fell to the ground, he found that although the body of the giant lion beast was intact, its skull had been completely shattered.

Zheng Ming didn't care about the inheritance stone in the body of the giant lion beast, he was now looking at the huge giant lion beast, and he had only one thought.

Eat, eat, eat!

Fortunately, there is a huge space in his storage bracelet, and Zheng Ming prefers to put some things necessary for life into it.

So it took half an hour of hard work, and the huge giant lion beast turned into delicious barbecue in Zheng Ming's hands!

Zheng Ming felt that at this time, he was a rice bucket, a big rice bucket, and the huge lion-shaped beast, even if it didn't have ten thousand catties, it would have at least seven or eight thousand catties.

Even if it is cooked over a fire, there are at least four or five thousand catties of meat.

But now, these four or five thousand catties of meat have fallen into Zheng Ming's stomach, and Zheng Ming still has a feeling of hunger.

All the barbecue, the moment it enters Zheng Ming's belly, it will be quickly decomposed by the belly, turned into the purest power, and submerged into every cell in Zheng Ming's body.

In the past, Zheng Ming broke through the internal qi and also experienced the feeling of hunger, but at that time, although Zheng Ming was hungry, he couldn't eat as much as he has now.

At that time, he just ate everything in the restaurant opened by Li Xiaoduo.

But now, he was alone, but he swallowed a lion at once. He even felt that if he gave himself such a lion again, he would definitely be able to eat it.

However, Zheng Ming didn't eat it, and he had temporarily controlled his appetite, so at this moment, he had time to look at his body.

Unkempt, how can an unkempt face be described! Zheng Ming even felt that even if he was called Hanako, he was much more decent than him at this moment.

How long did it take for him to cultivate the Yi Jin and Cleanse the Second Meridian, and why did he exude a sour smell all over his body?

It was at this time that Zheng Ming discovered that his arm was as black as ink. With a slight movement, a thick layer of mud falls.

Stinky and smelly, these four words flashed in Zheng Ming's heart quickly, although he was not as clean as Yao Le Xuanji, but he also wanted to make himself like a flower child.

Zheng Ming, who couldn't stand it, didn't care if there were fierce beasts around, he quickly rushed towards a river. (To be continued.) )