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What Hou Fenghan said was too mysterious, and as for the innate qi, he had never heard of it. Innate gods and demons have only been seen in the classics. According to legend, the innate gods and demons were born from the earth, and as soon as they were born, they possessed the magic power of Taoism, immortality, life and death, and were the most noble gods in heaven and earth.

Jiang Cheng looked at Hou Fenghan and said, "Brother Hou, I don't understand." ”

Hou Feng, who was like a river, stopped his voice and said with a smile: "Forget it." Even I don't understand. ”

He took out a talisman and said, "This is the elders' exposition on the innate qi and its urging method, after your cultivation reaches the seventh level of martial arts, you will be able to comprehend the innate qi, temper the physical body with the innate qi, and reach the realm of perfection." ”

Jiang Cheng didn't refuse, and after accepting the talisman, he asked, "Brother Hou, have you ever tempered your physical body to perfection?"

Hou Fenghan scratched the back of his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "I have dull qualifications, although I have found innate qi, but I have never tempered my physical body to perfection. However, the innate qi was cultivated by me into the qi of Haoran, and the power was extremely great, and it was not a waste. ”

Jiang Cheng suddenly, he had seen Hou Fenghan's Haoran Qi, which was extremely powerful, and he didn't expect that it was the so-called innate Qi in his mouth that had evolved.

According to Hou Fenghan's words, this wisp of innate qi is infinitely useful.

He rubbed the talisman and said, "Brother Hou, what are the prohibitions when this talisman is activated?"

"Banning, how can it be banned?"

Hou Fenghan was puzzled, and suddenly he suddenly said: "However, when your spirit enters it, you need to pay attention to it, the information in it is vast, even a cultivator of the Dao Palace realm cannot accommodate the amount of information in it." You have to be careful, beware of blowing your head out. ”

Jiang Cheng was speechless, the last time he activated the red gold talisman, he almost returned to the underworld. Of course, you have to be careful with this talisman.

"Alright, I'm almost out of breath in the tent, I'm going to go for a walk, you can see for yourself. Before Hou Fenghan's words fell, the wind rushed out of the camp tent and didn't know where to go.

Jiang Cheng rubbed the talisman, took out ten thousand books, and shook his head slowly: The innate qi can only be activated if it reaches the sevenfold martial arts, and I only have the cultivation of the martial arts fivefold now, and I have not yet refined the periosteum, so I must not be in a hurry.

He picked up 10,000 books, pasted them on his eyebrows, and traveled through the sea of books with his mental power, browsing a lot of martial arts knowledge.

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Time passed like water, and the assessment of the soldiers of the Wuwang Mansion soon came to an end. There are many unfamiliar faces in the Daqi Mountain military camp, but without exception, they are all powerful warriors above the fourfold martial arts.

These warriors entered Daqi Mountain, and immediately a fierce battle broke out with the soldiers of the barracks, and there were almost dozens of battles in a day.

Jiang Cheng was not idle, he took advantage of this good opportunity to carefully observe the battle between the future soldiers of the Wuwang Mansion and the soldiers in the military camp, figure out their martial arts, and think about how to crack it.

Among the martial artists who passed the assessment this time, there are many powerful martial artists of the sixfold martial arts, and there is even a martial artist of the eightfold martial arts, who is extremely powerful, comparable to Guan Wanlou. In addition, there are two martial arts sevenfold martial artists, both of whom are strong candidates for the deputy commander.

Jiang Cheng walked to a ring, only to see that the martial arts sevenfold warrior was wearing a black robe, about thirty years old, was fighting with a martial arts sevenfold general in the barracks, his martial arts moves opened and closed, and the wind and thunder between the shots were gusting, affecting the air flow, and the true qi was combined, which was very powerful.

This black-robed warrior is armed with a giant axe, and his strength is strong, but his body is very clumsy and lacks dexterity. Seeing this, Jiang Cheng's heart was relieved, he was familiar with thousands of books, and he could cope with martial arts. He quickly left the place and headed for another ring.

In the other ring, it is also a duel between two martial arts sevenfold martial artists. One of them was a middle-aged Confucian in a blue robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and between the opening and closing of the folding fan, silver needles burst out, and the piercing force was extremely strong, shooting into the ground, and immediately piercing the boulder. Moreover, the silver needles were quenched with poison, which corroded the boulders.

The one of the military warriors who fought against him was the building, and the building was agile and flexible, like a tanuki, shuttling between the silver needles. As the battle lengthened, the killing aura on the building's body became heavier and heavier, and finally its body erupted with a strong evil aura, as thick as ink.

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, the arms of the building condensed two big dragons, penetrating the strong wind, knocking silver needles flying, and suddenly knocking the middle-aged Confucian from the ring.

Under the ring, Jiang Cheng's heart was in a pang, the building's killing dragon fist was very exquisite, if the momentum of the building had brewed to the peak that day, or if there was no cyan divine blood, the killing dragon fist would have exploded in one go, Jiang Cheng would never have won.

Of course, he smelted martial arts at the moment, thinking that if he encountered a building, he should be invincible.

However, Lou was not his opponent in this battle, and he was not worried. On the contrary, it is the middle-aged Confucian who has cultivated to reach the sevenfold martial arts, and is good at secret weapons, and his methods are strange and decisive. When fighting him, if a silver needle pierces his body, his flesh will not be able to resist it.

"It seems that this battle for the palace and Tongling is a dragon and tiger fight!"

Jiang Cheng thought secretly.

At this moment, Hou Fenghan swept over, fell to Jiang Cheng's side, and said, "Brother Jiang Cheng, you have been observing for a long time, can you gain something?"

Jiang Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "I have two strong opponents among the deputy commanders this time, both of whom are martial arts sevenfold. However, I have been combing thousands of books during this time, and if I burst out with all my strength, it should not be a problem. ”

"Haha......"

Hou Feng burst out laughing.

Jiang Cheng was puzzled and wondered, "Why is Brother Hou laughing?"

Hou Fenghan's eyes turned to the east of the martial arts arena, and he saw that there was a pavilion there, in which a white-haired young man sat on the straddle of the big horse golden sword.

The young man's age was the same age as Jiang Cheng, his appearance was ordinary, and his body was thin, but he could cultivate and have a martial arts sixfold. And its aura is extremely terrifying, faintly comparable to a martial artist of the sevenfold martial arts.

The white-haired young man glanced indifferently at the arena, and immediately seemed to feel bored, so he withdrew his gaze, took a sip of hot tea, and closed his eyes again.

And among the many warriors who fought fiercely around, none of them dared to challenge the white-haired boy. Moreover, the eyes of these warriors looking at the white-haired young man seemed to have a strong look of fear.

"Who is this person?"

Jiang Cheng asked, he didn't seem to have seen him on the day of the assessment in the Martial Prince's Mansion. It stands to reason that it is impossible for a white-haired boy with such strength not to attract his attention.

Hou Fenghan asked inscrutablely, "What do you think he is?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned, frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "What else can it be, it is naturally human, and, looking at his age, it seems to be the same size as me." ”

"Could it be that you're a monster?" Jiang Cheng teased.

Hou Fenghan's eyes flashed slightly, and a bean bean's scorching flame jumped in his pupils. The next moment, lest the white-haired young man notice, he immediately retracted his gaze, lowered his head and whispered beside Jiang Cheng: "Yes, it's a monster!"