Chapter 2: The Seventh Spirit

It's early summer, but the nights in the mountains are still cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info In the cold wind, a dark red bead was suspended beside Zhou Cong, and he gradually regained consciousness, "It hurts, it hurts." Ah ~ what is this",

Seeing the beads beside him, the greedy Zhou Zhi grabbed it, filled it in his mouth, and did not chew it, swallowed it, and a fishy smell, with a surging warm current, spread all over his body.

It turned out that when he fell into the cliff, the reason why Zhou Cong did not die was because he was coincidentally stoned to death, a demon beast in the Dan Realm. The red bead is the demon beast Neidan.

It's so hot, Zhou Cong couldn't help it, tearing, the tattered clothes that had been hung by the branches, running, he wanted to use the wind brought by this running to blow away, this rolling hot.

But the more he ran, the hotter he became, the sweat blurred his vision, and he lost his nature of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and the stone wall turned a blind eye in front of him, if he ran into it, he would die, but this was not the case.

Instantaneously space distorted, this was a strange room, the four walls were empty, only one wall hung a portrait, the old man on the screen, purple-crowned crane suit, white face bearded. Suddenly, a wisp of divine consciousness swept through, "It turned out to be an idiot."

The old man in the painting turned into a phantom and walked out of the scroll.

After 10,000 years of waiting, the original True Spirit Realm, with the reduction of mana, has become only the size of a house, if you wait any longer, I am afraid that the Heavenly Fist Sutra will never be in the world.

"At first glance, this son has wonderful roots and bones, and he is amazing, but he is a stupid person!

The old man sighed, paused and said, "Okay, I'll help you, but with my only remaining cultivation, I can only protect you for thirty years, and your wisdom will not be lost, even if you break through to the highest realm after thirty years, you will be damaged by your spirit, your mind will be shaken, and you will explode and die, unless you find your lost seventh spirit."

After the old man finished speaking, his hands were quickly sealed, and the light on his hands was victorious, and a strong light shot into Zhou Cong's eyebrows, and in an instant, Zhou Cong's eyes became clear, lying on the ground, and kowtowed, "Thank you for your great kindness." Please give the name of the seniors, Zhou Cong will never dare to forget"

The old man became more and more illusory, and could almost be blown away by the breeze, "I am a monk of Yunyan Mountain, called the Heavenly God and Demon, and the Heavenly Exercises I have cultivated are ancient fragments, and my exercises are made up by me, and finally with the body of an immortal, it is difficult to correct the way of martial arts!"

After speaking, the phantom of the Deceptive God and Demon dispersed, turned into a little spiritual light, and sank into Zhou Cong's body. A book, the ancient book appeared in Zhou Zhi's mind, and with the disappearance of the phantom, the room also disappeared, leaving Zhou Zhi standing in front of the cliff in a daze.

"Have you recovered?" finally found Zhou Cong's cloud neutron, and looked at Zhou Cong excitedly, "It's a big disaster!hahaha~hahahaha"

"Yes, I fell a little, but my mind is clear," Zhou Cong scratched his dirty hair embarrassedly.

"The realm seems to have improved," Yun Zhongzi was surprised and released a wisp of divine sense to investigate

"That's it, I'm about to get married," Zhou Cong said proudly, "I wasn't sober at that time, otherwise I would be a genius."

Yun Zhongzi gave Zhou Cong a violent slap and said with a smile, "Rare, twenty years old, before you can break through the Qi Gathering Realm, also called a genius?" Zhou Cong's recovery made Yun Zhongzi very happy.

Back in the sect, Zhou Cong couldn't wait, meditated cross-legged, and carefully studied the Heavenly Fist Sutra in his mind.

The boxing scriptures are divided into, Batian Gongfu, and boxing, and swordsmanship. The beginning of the practice chapter is the cultivation realm, which is divided into nine realms, and each realm is divided into three layers, namely foundation building, qi gathering, knotting, creation, Xiaocheng, Yuanying, Dacheng, Tianshu, and Tongxuan.

In the book, it is also said that "ordinary people's cultivation is mainly based on the realm, but the Batian Gong Fa goes against the sky, the state of mind is the mainstay, the realm is only the energy that the body can carry, and the state of mind is the foundation of the fist method, and the epiphany is the foundation"

Because of Zhou Cong's stupidity, in the past three years, Yun Zhongzi has been unable to raise his head among the brothers, "I can't disappoint the master this time" Zhou Cong secretly made up his mind that he would definitely soar into the sky.

Dan, Shanye, the sky is clear, the valley is profitable, the people are immortal, the heaven and man are one, and the body is the peak...... , Zhou Cong crossed his knees, and soon entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

The Wuji Gong Method is really wonderful, coupled with Yun Zhongzi's careful guidance in cultivation perception, in just three months of cultivation, Zhou Cong has suddenly gathered the Qi Realm and stepped into the first layer of the Jiedan Realm, which is already at the middle and upper level in the Cuiyun Sect, among the younger generation.

Zhou Cong stretched his waist, feeling that he was light and healthy, and it was time to go out to breathe.

For example, there is a large courtyard, which is divided into many small courtyards, which are inhabited by the elders of each Yunzi generation and the disciples who have made special contributions to the sect. Zhou Zhi was only because when he first entered the school, his intelligence was incomplete, and under the vigorous efforts of Yun Zhongzi, he could get a small courtyard to live alone. The largest courtyard in the center is, of course, the residence of the main gate.

There is a wide stone road in front of the door, which runs from east to west, and there are occasional disciples walking in pairs.

"You're blind, you're stepping on my feet!" Zhou Cong lowered his head and walked by himself, this shouting and scolding made him suddenly wake up, a lewd face, and he was angry in front of his eyes. "Zhang Meng!"

"You~You~ Why aren't you dead." Zhang Meng was shocked in his heart, and at the same time angry, he was fined and confined for three months because he tricked him into going out to pick Zhu Yuguo, but he just came out but stood alive in front of him.

"Fool, you licked me clean" Wang Meng stretched out his foot proudly, he wanted others to see it, his disciple of the Great Elder was sacrosanct.

But Zhou Cong is no longer the fool he used to be, and he also wants to try his current level. Just Wang Meng hit it.

Zhou Cong punched out, fast as lightning, with a roaring sound, smacking down, Wang Meng hurriedly blocked, kick, the two of them each took three steps back, although Wang Meng was not guarded, but it also showed that Zhou Cong, at least his skills were close to his own,

Wang Meng was obviously stunned by Zhou Cong's boldness, and then came back to his senses, and then he used the demon fist that made him proud, Zhou Cong gradually lost his support, and after receiving a punch, Zhou Cong ran away, he is no longer an idiot, and a good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Behind him, Zhang Meng's roaring voice,

It seems that only internal strength is practiced in the exercises, and if you don't learn some martial arts, it's just a human flesh sandbag that resists beating, so let's learn boxing first, so that you don't have to carry a long sword every day, like a bull's nose. If you want to stop it, calm down, refer to the boxing chapter in your mind, Batian boxing, a total of nine styles, boxing is strong, if you don't practice at the same time, there is no extreme internal strength, it is easy to hurt yourself.

With my cultivation, I can probably practice the first style, Zhou Cong opened his eyes, the Deception Fist score was already familiar with his heart, so he walked out of the door and practiced in the courtyard, this practice is a night, although it is similar to practice, but I always feel that something is missing, the book clearly says that the first type of stele cracking stone, but he can't even break a brick.