Chapter 17: Plotting
The entry realm of Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist depends on a comprehension word.
The basic realm can still be cultivated with heavenly thunder, but this entry realm can only be understood.
As soon as Su Dong clenched his fist, a trace of golden light suddenly came out, this golden light was the power of thunder, seven seven and forty-nine days of cultivation against the heavenly thunder, Su Dong already had the power of thunder inside his fist.
"The power of this thunder is the power of heavenly thunder, not my own strength, and the entry realm of the Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist is to turn the power of this heavenly thunder into my own fist power. ”
"Then the power will be multiplied. ”
The Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist is a forbidden method, and the Ethereal Gate generally does not allow its disciples to cultivate, and Su Dong doesn't know how to understand it.
"It's written in the real book...... It is to use the divine sense to perceive the power of this heavenly thunder, and when the two are fused, it is the realm of entry. Su Dong sighed.
Divine Perception?
This is the power of heavenly thunder, fierce and mighty, on the contrary, the divine consciousness is too fragile, isn't it purely looking for death with divine sense?
"Well, try. Sue shook her head.
Immediately, a small wisp of divine consciousness emanated, directly covering the surface of the fist, he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he released a small wisp of divine consciousness, even if there was an accident, it would not have much impact.
Poof!
Suddenly, the power of the heavenly thunder rolled, and in an instant, it enveloped Su Dong's divine sense, and made a popping and burning sound.
"Shhh Su Dong gasped.
"This ...... This...... It's like burning souls. Su Dong broke out in a cold sweat, and that small wisp of divine consciousness was burned clean in an instant, and it hurts!!Severe pain!!
"The cultivation is too low, and I can't feel it at all. Sue shook her head.
He is only a mortal monk, and his divine sense is not so powerful, and the power of heavenly thunder can only be incinerated.
"In terms of attack methods, I have the Nine Heavens Fengyun Sword Technique, the Mortal Spirit Knife, and this Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist. ”
"The Nine Heavens Fengyun Sword Technique is too profound, and the Great Wilderness World Sword Technique is the most difficult to progress, I don't have hope, I only realized it with the Mortal Spirit Knife, and I don't have hope, only this Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist has room for improvement. ”
"But the power of the Heavenly Thunder is too terrifying, and the Divine Sense can't stand it at all. ”
Su Dong sighed.
Even if the Immortal Fan Holy Body could reach the entry realm, without the corresponding means of attack, he would still not be able to win the eleven-year spirit body Chaoyuan.
"Master, you can cultivate the superimposed strength. Lulu suddenly said.
"Huh?" Su Dong's eyes lit up.
Stacked force?
Half a year ago, he practiced two layers of strength, and it turned out that the Divine and Demon Fist could emit three layers of strength, who said that he couldn't practice four layers of strength, five layers of strength, or even six layers of strength? In fact, three layers of strength were enough.
Su Dong did the math.
With the Thunder Fire Wind Cloud Fist, two layers of strength were blasted, which was enough to kill a seven-year spirit body, or even an eight-year spirit body, and it was not impossible to defeat Chao Yuan with another layer of strength!!
And......
The superimposed force is easier to cultivate.
Immediately, Su Dong began to cultivate the superimposed force, with the experience of the first two layers of strength, the cultivation of the third layer of strength is also simple.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
These two months......
Su Dong cultivates the Immortal Saint Body during the day and superimposed strength at night.
The first seven sets of postures were reorganized by him, and there were only the last two sets of postures left, I don't know which was the eighth set and which was the ninth, as for the superimposed strength......
In the past two months, Su Dong has suffered enough, the power of the first two layers of power is progressive, and the power of the third layer of power has gone up to another level, blasting out three layers of power with the Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist, which is not as simple as he imagined.
One is that the control is not enough, and the other is that the meridians can't stand it.
The power of the three-layer Thunder Fire Wind Cloud Fist is too great, and he can't stand it at all with his current meridians, and every time he wants to punch the meridians, the meridians rise and hurt, as if they are about to break.
Fortunately, Su Dong's surname is also tenacious, he gritted his teeth and persevered, and the meridians did not hurt as much as before when punching, but the control of the heat was not enough.
"Control is still not enough, major in control. Su Dong closed his eyes.
The cultivation of control is the most painful, and the general fist is to send out the fist power, but Su Dong has to control the fist power in the meridians in the past two months, and control it layer by layer, and the power of the Thunder Fire Fengyun Fist is too violent, and he tears his mouth every time he is shaken.
Su Dong sat outside the Divine Buddha Temple, controlling his fist power over and over again.
The night was late.
Inside the Buddha Temple.
A group of people in Huquan had already fallen asleep, and suddenly a figure got up and sneaked out of the Divine Buddha Temple, it was Qin Ming who woke up a month ago, and he had recovered a lot this month.
Knowing that Su Dong was guarding outside the Divine Buddha Temple, although he was uneasy, he did not dare to leave the Divine Buddha Temple without authorization.
After all, he had only woken up for a month, and his state had not fully recovered, and the Great Heavenly City was in chaos, and any Qi Gathering Cultivator could kill him.
Outside the temple of gods and Buddhas is an open space, Su Dong is sitting in the center of the clearing, under the tilt of the moonlight, the shadows of the trees around him are mottled.
"Kill me, do you still want to kill me?" Qin Ming looked at Su Dong from afar, with a sneer on his face.
"This month...... I've already figured out the rhythm of your cultivation. ”
Qin Ming was cautious.
He didn't dare to do anything directly to Su Dong, so he secretly observed Su Dong this month, and finally figured out the laws of Su Dong's cultivation. During the day, he pondered a set of mysterious postures, and at night he closed his eyes and practiced.
Cultivators cultivate, whether it is a cultivation method or a method, the most taboo thing is interference from the outside world!!
"Su Dong, Su Dong, even if I can't kill you, it will make you go crazy. Qin Ming smiled hideously.
One-step......
Two-step ......
In the night, Qin Ming was getting closer and closer to Su Dong, looking at Su Dong's meticulous look, the hideous smile on Qin Ming's face became more and more intense.
Finally!!
Qin Ming was two meters away from Su Dong.
Although he is not at his peak, it is more than enough to cross a distance of two meters in an instant.
"Your time of death has come. Qin Ming looked at Su Dong fiercely, and his whole person moved instantly.
Although he couldn't sacrifice the Mortal Spirit Body yet, he was a disciple of the Ethereal Sect after all, and there were a hundred ways to let Su Dong die in meditation.
Even if you don't die, you'll end up going mad!!
Qin Ming sneered, the God and Demon Fist burst out, and the black fist power enveloped Su Dong in an instant, the power of the fist was not great, but for Su Dong in meditation, it was tantamount to a thunderbolt from the sky.