Beacon City.

In a large hall in the center of the city, a sturdy figure sits cross-legged, with a majestic and mellow breath, and the whole person exudes the momentum of martial arts, which is integrated with the void in the main hall.

For a while, all the breath in the entire hall was rising and falling with this figure, exhaling and inhaling, and the air flow circulated.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the eyes of the majestic figure opened and closed, and in an instant, the entire stone hall suddenly lit up, the silent aura was broken, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"Judge!"

The voice was like thunder, and soon a warrior figure guarding outside the hall left quickly, but with half a pillar of incense, the short judge hurriedly walked into the main hall.

"Who took the ancient sword away this time?"

The judge who was prostrate on the ground, with horror in his eyes, was chilling, and he didn't dare to look up at the sturdy figure in front of him.

He restrained his mind and forcibly endured the chill and said, "It is a young man whose bones are no more than thirty years old, and he should have opened up the five divine apertures.

Falsely claiming to be the elder of the Snake Turning Division, it is not clear where his true origin is, before leaving Beacon City, he was thirty miles east of the city, and he beat the old man of Huo Ge apart in a few moves. ”

"I've invited this person to join him on his trip to the secret realm in four months, and he's agreed. ”

Without the slightest cover-up, the judge told everything he knew, he didn't know why the ghost lord gave off such a cold chill, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

Could it be that something is wrong with the ancient sword?

Time passed little by little, but the ghost lord above did not make any sound, and his breath began to condense in the main hall, which made the prostrate judge below even more overwhelmed.

"Hmm. ”

After a long time, the voice sounded, and the judge felt the pressure surrounding him disappear from all directions.

"Go down. ”

"Yes. ”

Walking out of the stone hall, the judge only felt that his whole body was cold, and he could be regarded as having walked away from the real ghost gate.

The ghost lord is unpredictable and ruthless, he has never seen anyone dare to disobey the ghost master, and he is also very cold and ruthless to his subordinates.

Then, he didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly walked outside, as for what happened, the ghost master didn't say, and he didn't dare to ask.

......

Xia tribe.

In the morning, the purple qi was thousands of miles, from the east across the endless heaven and earth, floating over the mountains, and when the golden crow flew to the sky, it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

The tribesmen of the Xia tribe walked out of the house one by one, and the young women and women, after serving the children and men in the house, began to walk towards the door of the house with small rattan baskets on their backs.

Or go to the medicine garden, or go through the eternal wasteland to work in the corn fields.

Due to the setting up of the Witch Spirit Array underground, coupled with the aura gathered by the Great Spirit Gathering Array around the tribe, the corn rose very well, and the plants shimmered with green light, swaying with the mountain wind.

After years of cultivation, the tribe's corn plants have changed greatly, the branches and stems have become stronger, and the corn grains produced are no longer the original small particles, but have become several times larger.

The corn plant is one and a half meters high, and each corn ear is round and full, shimmering with golden brilliance, and the grains are like small crystal beads.

Now corn has begun to supply the tribe, this kind of spiritual rice containing a trace of spiritual meaning, has been welcomed by the whole tribe, especially for the tribe of dolls, as well as newly born babies, corn porridge is very replenishing.

Unfortunately, the tribe has too many people, and now except for the dolls, teenagers, women who give birth to babies, and totem warriors in the tribe, the rest of the tribe can only eat once every three days.

Fortunately, Si Nong Hall is ready to expand the planting area, and I believe that it will not be long before all the people in the tribe can eat corn containing spiritual energy every day.

Sufficient aura makes the field constantly grow weeds, and corn robs the aura, so the weeds in the corn field need to be cleaned up in time.

Nowadays, the tribesmen perform their own duties, even if they do not become totem warriors, they can join the various ministries and palaces to help, and each has its own division of labor.

Resources from all over the mountain range are constantly being sent to the tribe, and the Casting Hall is preparing to replace the tribesmen with new weapons and armor.

The Imperial Beast Hall vows that all the people in the city will be able to eat roe deer venison every day.

Si Nong Hall is a demon that allows everyone to eat spiritual rice.

The tribe is growing day by day, so the people are watching it.

......

In the Lingquan Palace, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and the breath on his body was silent.

Airplanes!

In a trance, a ray of blue light crossed his consciousness, tearing through a dark night, and the blue sun illuminated this illusory world.

Sea of Spiritual Consciousness.

After more than ten days of retreat, Xia Tuo finally found his soul sea, which was like a void world, with an inner divine consciousness.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the spiritual consciousness came out of the body and spread around, and at this moment, the blue water and green lotus in the spiritual pool in the Lingquan Hall were swaying, and a little white bulge appeared on the black dragon joint bone.

Outside the Lingquan Palace, the stone steps are simple, the mountains are undulating, and the scene of about 400 zhang is all in his perception.

The radius is four hundred zhang, almost two miles and square circles, which means that his spiritual consciousness is released, and he can detect the movement in the surrounding circle of almost two miles and square kilometers.

For a while, he was still a little curious, after all, he didn't need to use his eyes to perceive the scene outside.

Mental power, it's so fun.

After a long time, Xia Tuo reined in his mind and was ready to begin to comprehend the Tao rhyme, what he had comprehended from the beginning was the Tao rhyme of water, and followed the swordsmanship and boxing techniques he practiced, all of which moved closer to the Tao rhyme of water.

The power of water, overlapping and overlapping, a little ripple is enough to be endless, this is just one of the mysteries of the rhyme of water.

His thousand-fold sword is derived from this mysteries of water, so he calls this mysteries a thousand weights.

In addition to the comprehension of water, he also comprehended a kind of perception like a whirlpool of mud.

It's like drowning, like a person trapped in a quagmire, trapped in it, no matter how much you struggle, only a deep sense of powerlessness remains.

He called this subtlety of his perception drowning.

Taking the meaning of being trapped in weak water and drowning in life, this is his own understanding of the rhyme of water.

Heaven and earth are ten thousand ways, containing countless mysteries, the same rhyme, the people who observe are different, then the perception after observation will be different.

Wandao is not absolutely powerful, the real strength is the strength of the heart.

Although there are thousands of Taoism, the people who control them are people.

Boom!

The indisputable sword appeared in his hand, and the Dao of Water talisman flashed with blue divine light, and then the Dao of Water rhyme divine light flourished, wrapping Xia Tuo.

The water rhyme is endless, and at this moment, in Xia Tuo's spiritual soul sea, he only felt countless blue Dao talisman manifestations, intertwined in his spiritual consciousness.

These talismans are all derived from the rhyme of the Tao of water, representing all the mysteries of the artistic conception of water in this heaven and earth.

Even the strongest in the wild land did not dare to boast of Haikou, saying that he would completely control the rhyme.

His eyes flashed with blue talismans, and he continued to comprehend these talismans and corroborate them with his own perceptions, so as to constantly derive the Dao rhyme he needed.

Among all the water rhymes, he only chose Qianzhong and drowning, there are too many mysteries of Dao rhyme, and he only takes two scoops of three thousand weak water.

With the blessing of the rhyme of the water, his perception of the two mysteries became deeper and deeper, and it was almost surging at an unimaginable speed.

In an instant, all the inside of his spiritual sea turned into runes of the Dao rhyme of water, and every wisp of spiritual consciousness manifested the runes of the Dao rhyme.

Click!

I don't know how long it has been, inside Xia Tuo's spiritual sea, countless runes have all cracked and turned into a mess, and a faint ray of blue light has manifested, outlining a rune in the shape of a thousand waves, followed by a rune that looks like a circle.

Chiju and drowning!

These are the two kinds of water rhymes that he has contemplated, and at this moment he is trying to integrate the mysteries of these two kinds of water.

The previous thousand-fold sword technique contained one weight after another, superimposed, one heavier than the other, and unstoppable.

But when fighting people, once the opponent has the idea of leaving, he can retreat violently, leave his attack range, and reduce the damage of the Thousand Heavy Sword to himself.

The Thousand Heavy Sword lacks the feeling of maggots tangled in tarsal bones.

The fusion of the two mysteries, with the heavy superposition of a thousand heavy swords, indomitable, and with the entanglement of drowning like maggots on tarsal bones, once it is affected by swordsmanship, it is like a drowning person, unable to break free.

No matter how thousands of people in the world comprehend, this is his water method, which is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the water sword is endless.

Boom!

At this moment, his mind was silent, and he merged with the phantom of the totem god in the sea of divine qi, and then the sword box rang out, and the indisputable sword appeared in his hand.

Boom!

In an instant, Xia Tuo controlled the totem god and slashed out with a sword, and suddenly the sword body rippled, starting from the tip of the sword, spreading outward, and the more it spread outward, the larger the range, between the ripples, a vortex appeared, pulling around.

The perfect blend between ripples and swirls exudes a rounded scent.

The way of water, small consummation!

The combination of the two mysteries of water has reached a kind of mellow state.

At the same time, the blue light on his body flashed, and the two mysteries began to derive Dao talismans, and the Dao rhyme was natural, and they were concluded outside the body, one by one like water waves, like a vortex.

In the mystery, a blue figure emerged, his eyes opened and closed in all directions, the figure stepped on the double dragon, the human body was a bird, standing on the surging blue waves, depicting his own water rhyme totem.

Call!

Xia Tuo opened his eyes, the aura on his body tended to be calm, and the Dao of Water Talisman was ingested by him from the Qi Sea Divine Aperture.

After comprehending the two mysteries of Qianzhong and drowning, it took him twenty days, plus the spiritual power of pranayama, to find the sea of spiritual consciousness, and it took ten days, and this month passed quickly.

The Dao rhyme of water is much darker than before, and the innate Dao rhyme of heaven and earth derivation, whenever a warrior participates in it, the spiritual rhyme contained in it will be weakened by a point, until it finally completely dissipates between heaven and earth.

This is also something that can't be helped, the opportunity is natural, but there is a fixed number, and it is not something that can be changed by manpower.

After putting the Dao rhyme of water back into the spiritual spring, Xia Tuo walked out of the spiritual spring hall, returned to the summer garden, and after dealing with the clan, he returned again to continue the retreat.

The Dao Yun of Water has reached the realm of Xiaocheng Consummation, so the Ninefold Fulong Fist can also be improved a few points.

You must know that he first comprehended the Dao Yun, and it was only through the Ninefold Fulong Fist that he figured out what the Dao Yun of water was.

Although he only had the first four layers of the nine-fold Fulong Fist in his hand, according to the fist imprints carved on the animal skin scroll, this set of Fulong Fist was honored by the real dragon in the end.

The first three fist imprints seem to be a dragon with raised dragon horns on its head, but in fact it is more like a beast, the dragon is bloated, the limbs under the abdomen are thick and short, and the feet have no dragon claws.

When it reached the fourth realm, the depicted dragon, although the body was still a little bloated, was a little more slender than the first three dragon shadows, the dragon horns were protruding and forked, and the dragon feet under the abdomen began to derive three two claws, which had begun to take on the shape of a dragon.

This shows that the further the Ninefold Fulong Fist goes, the more majestic the artistic conception it contains, and if you still use the blood-mottled Jiao beast shape to depict the fist print, it can't support it at all.

Therefore, even if there is no five-fold fist technique in the back, he also has a little speculation in his heart, the further back, the more similar the dragon shape will be, and even the last one is to depict the fist mark with the shadow of the real dragon.

The true dragon is a very powerful existence in the wild land, and it is said that it can call the wind and rain, swallow the clouds and spit out fog, control the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and can cross hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers in an instant.

And if the dragon wants to cultivate into a true dragon, it must constantly transform the bloodline, such as the Jiao Beast in the tribe, the habit is in the water, which also shows that the Jiao Beast controlled only the power of water at the beginning, with the continuous transformation of the bloodline, the strength continues to increase, in order to be qualified to comprehend other Dao methods.

According to this direction, the artistic conception contained in Fulong Fist is nothing more than wind, rain, thunder and lightning, in which the rhyme of rain belongs to the rhyme of water, which is one of the mysteries of the rhyme of water, and the mystery of electricity is a kind of mystery in the rhyme of thunder.

The true dragon calls for wind and rain, and is in charge of thunder, which is nothing more than the four mysteries derived from the rhyme of the three avenues.

The mystery of the Ninefold Dragon Fist is precisely in the three kinds of rhyme and the four mysteries.

Now that his water rhyme has reached the state of Xiaocheng's consummation, what he needs next is time precipitation, but he can start to comprehend other Taoist rhymes to enhance his strength.

The path of thunder is destroyed and bursting, and it is the nemesis of demons and ghosts.

At this moment, Xia Tuo got up, walked out, and sat on top of the purple pole thunder yang wood in the tribe, the spirit wood swayed, and the purple lightning and silver light exploded around him.

In this way, he sat on the spirit wood, and sat for several days, listening to the rolling thunder in his ears, and with the protection of the purple pole thunder yang wood, the great thunder falling from the sky would not fall on him.

On this day, thousands of miles of ancient mountains, thunder rolling, dark clouds are thick, the sky is constantly torn apart by the silver light that stretches for thousands of miles, lightning silver light, thunder like a dragon.

This kind of weather is the most suitable for the Purple Pole Thunder Yang Wood, the giant tree swaying, constantly causing the thunder to fall from the top of the sky.

At this moment, Xia Tuo didn't dare to have the slightest intention, and even his spirit was always shrunk in his body, lest he be affected by the thunder and wiped out.

Every thunderbolt that falls down will be broken down into thousands of paths by the Thunder Yang Wood, spreading out into every branch and every spirit leaf.

This sitting is more than a month, Xia Tuo is surrounded by thunder all day long, and a breath of destruction gradually begins to derive from his body, and there is a connection with the Purple Pole Thunder Yang Wood.

ps set a flag to update 400,000 words this month, and there are still 20,000 words missing, and the code is not finished, so sad