Time is like flowing water, and it keeps passing unconsciously. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info since Zhao Zhijing left Tianlong Temple with Li Mochou that night. Zhao Zhijing already has a certain understanding of the innate skills obtained from the place of a lamp and the withered glory scripture obtained from the Tianlong Temple. At this time, although the internal force of his body was still pure Returning to the Ruins, he already contained a trace of innate aura.

The East China Sea is calm at this time, and the sea breeze is gentle. Under the light of the morning sun in the east, a huge sea ship was driven by the sea breeze, galloping away, drawing a wide long mark on the slightly undulating sea surface, and the white splash of water did not dissipate even if the sea ship left dozens of meters.

A mast erected on a sea ship is several feet high. The sail that hung on it was now swollen by the sea breeze. I saw a big sweat in black robes and a fiery red flame burning on his chest on the ship. These temples were high and bulging, and there were green tendons around the arms that were exposed beyond the sleeves.

The opening and closing eyes can be seen, wisps of fine light crossing, and a trace of evil energy is constantly floating, at first glance, it is a simple character, thinking that each of them has more or less human life in their hands.

It's just that these extraordinary people, when they walk around the deck, don't look at the tall mast. Against the backdrop of the rising sun, you can see a deep admiration and reverence in their eyes.

Looking for their gaze, I saw a white voice sitting on the top of a high mast, even though the sea breeze was not small at this time, but this figure was like a rock, sitting tightly on the top of the mast. Only the white robe was constantly dancing under the invasion of the sea breeze.

Zhao Zhijing, whose face was shining with wisps of light, was like wearing a layer of colorful xia clothes under the light of the morning sun. The howling sea breeze blew in front of him, and the rays of light were like an invisible curtain, blocking the sea breeze from the outside. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly, and his whole mind was immersed in his body, like the golden body of the Buddha, not affected by any external influence. Only the slight sound of breathing let people know that he still has this life at this time.

The pure and abnormal True Qi of the Ruins in the body is constantly running, like flowing water, constantly flowing through the meridians, just like the warm spring rain, constantly nourishing every meridian that flows. A joy from his own body filled Zhao Zhijing's heart. The five internal organs are constantly trembling, and there are wisps of essence flowing. In the colorful color, there is a different charm. Red fire, white gold, green wood, black water, and yellow earth, although the five elements are still in their own formations at this time, they also have extraordinary powers.

Returning to the Six Realms of Ruins is not just the true qi of any attribute, but the tolerance of heaven and earth. The five elements are all there, although they have not yet answered the realm of the unification of the five elements, but the five have already coexisted. Outside the five organs, the big stars are swaying. The bright stars are not swaying with brilliance, and when the cold starlight is swaying, there is a flow of essence.

Zhao Zhijing is the cultivation of the inner family, and the so-called inner family is only a mouthful of the true qi of the inner family, where does that qi come from? In the day after tomorrow, the true qi of every person in the martial arts can be said to come from almost all in the body. And when it comes to the innate nature, open the entrance door, that is, the door of heaven and earth, the human body can swallow the qi of heaven and earth, and after a mouthful, the innocence qi will turn into innate true qi. No matter how mysterious the human body is, it is never as good as the big world, and the dantian is never infinitely large, which is why everyone is pursuing innateness.

The big stars in Zhao Zhijing's mind are the main points in his body, with a total of three hundred and sixty-five, which is the number of the Great Zhou Heavens. The essence that is exhaled is the source of true qi. Taoist cultivation is nothing more than refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to the void, and returning to the four realms of the Tao. At this time, Zhao Zhijing is only the peak cultivation of refining and refining qi, if he can't break through the mystery, go straight to the innate and see the true god, Zhao Zhijing's life can only go so far, and the subsequent refining of the god to return to the void and return to the void is naturally needless to say.

Since the time of stepping out of the martial arts, the lack of essence naturally means that there is no way to refine sufficient qi, and if it damages its essence, it will damage its body and endanger Shouyuan. As the so-called poor and rich martial arts, as long as there is a treasure medicine that replenishes the essence, it can replenish the refined essence, so only those big factions and rich and noble families will practice martial arts. If you are a poor family and have not achieved martial arts, you will practice yourself to death.

The Kurong Sutra is the method of cultivating qi and blood, and its refining of essence can be said to be the only one in the world. If a cultivator of the Kurong Sutra achieves great success, there is no trace of loss of essence in his body, and the true qi of his body is abundant, and his essence is full, and he does not lose a trace, and his face will naturally remain unchanged.

However, if this state is not reached, because of the refining of the essence, the essence of the whole body is not enough to fill the whole body, and there will be a scene like withered glory, with one side of the face as ruddy as a baby, but the other side is like the old bark of a dead tree, full of wrinkles.

The sea breeze blew, the sun in the east had risen, and the purple air of the morning sun had dissipated at this moment. The golden sunlight casts a touch of golden waves on the turquoise sea.

The closed eyes slowly opened, a fine light swayed in the eye sockets, and a vitality emanated from Zhao Zhijing's body, just like the blood flowing in the golden body of the Buddha, awakening the soul sleeping in the dark world. A breath belonging to the gods and Buddhas is constantly dissipating, and the vitality belonging to people is flowing.

Zhao Zhijing, who stood up from the mast, suddenly let out a long roar like a dragon's groan. Breaking the silence on the ship, the men in black with long knives at their waists stood upright on the deck like pillars at this moment. Hearing the long howl, they looked straight at the white-robed figure standing at the top of the mast.

The sea breeze was blowing, and Zhao Zhijing, who was standing on the high mast, waved his long sleeves, and his body was like a huge white peng, falling from the mast. If it were an ordinary person, if he fell from a two-foot high mast, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die. But Zhao Zhijing was like a feather, slowly falling and falling on the deck silently. Suddenly, the black-clothed man with his hand on the hilt of the knife suddenly knelt down on one knee and shouted: "See the sect leader, congratulations to the sect leader for his success." ”

Zhao Zhijing flicked his sleeves, laughed, and stepped out, and in a few steps, he had already stepped into the cabin and disappeared. (To be continued.) )