Chapter 739: Holding Nothing
Thirteen Niang's unreserved blows were something that no monk below the real person could resist, but for Su Fu, the form of energy in his heart had no secret to speak of.
This sword qi-like wave, although it is powerful, the star power that erupts from one hundred and eight apertures will not be much weaker than it at all.
At this time, Su Fu was in the moment of transformation, his five senses were infinitely magnified, and he seemed to be swallowed up by the wave, but in fact, in his eyes, the wave had slowed down many times, allowing him to calmly lay the foundation of the Dao.
The Dharma Body, the Divine Soul, the Sword Heart, the Sea of Knowledge, the Dao Foundation, and the complete cultivation of the five emptinesses are in this short half an hour.
When the last Haoran Qi was pushed into the Divine Pill, the mini Su Fu's eyes bloomed with an unprecedented essence, and all the essence and spirit of Su Fu's Dharma Body were extracted by the Divine Pill, which seemed to devour the essence and spirit, but in fact, his essence and spirit were placed in a center, so that he could use the essence and spirit more reasonably, consume, and use the essence and spirit more skillfully.
The monk's spirit is actually the same as that of mortals, and the spirit is only a form of essence, but it is not the whole of the essence.
It's just that monks don't have to rely on sleep to replenish themselves like mortals, and only need to meditate for an hour or two to recover. And after the restoration, it is not so easy to consume except for the fighting method.
So, from another point of view, the monk is just a more powerful mortal, although this strength can keep him awake for ten days and half a month. As long as there is no essential difference, the monk is still a mortal.
The essence and spirit were drained, and all the breath on Su Fu's body was hidden, not to mention the void, even the aura of the aura disappeared. This is the second distinguishing characteristic of a monk who holds the void above, that is, the aura of concealment.
Of course, a monk like Su Fu who can only set the foundation of the Ding Dao and can completely hide it is almost impossible in the real realm. Only a few people can do it, and after those people grow up, without exception, they are all famous and intimidating.
Su Fu's Dao Ji did not follow the path of his predecessors and created the path of the Sword of Truth, although it would be more difficult to explore alone, but if it was a great success, at least it would be the role of the Huoyun Ancestor to start a sect, which was the most precious place of the Sword of Truth.
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Said that it was too late and that it was fast, the tide came to Su Fu to gather all the essence and spirit into the divine pill, only half a breath, not even in the blink of an eye, Su Fu held the sword in his hand, a sword qi that is not very powerful, but the breath is very pure, it carries the domineering masculinity and edge of the haoran qi, and the straightforwardness and softness of the rational qi, the two seem to be fused into one, in the sea of qi, all the creeping haoran qi is gone, the divine pill has become a little bigger, and all the aura is handed over to the divine pill to deploy.
And the Divine Pill is precisely interacted with the one hundred and eight points of the Dharma Body, and when Su Fu's mind is transmitted to the Divine Pill, the Divine Pill will use the one hundred and eight points to derive the Haoran Qi, which is the third characteristic of the Void Monk, directly skipping the meridians of the Dharma Body, there is no damage to the meridians caused by the rapid and excessive speed of the Haoran Qi, which is also the most significant sign that distinguishes the monk from the mortal martial artist.
You must know that the internal qi of mortal martial artists is all transmitted by the meridians. And the monk's dharma body is always hammering and evolving, evolving towards a higher transformation, and the meridians can withstand a more terrifying aura than the internal qi.
"Buzz—"
When this sword qi was generated, a sharp tremor suddenly sounded above the heavenly dome, and Su Fu Dingding's Dao foundation actually caused the sound of heavenly dao resonance, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but be shocked.
You know, Daoji is completely different from supernatural powers. The former is the foundation of enlightenment, and the latter is only a necessary means on the way to enlightenment, and perhaps some of the Taoist foundations are accompanied by divine powers, but they are still only supernatural powers, and the two are completely incomparable.
Historically, those who have been able to resonate with the Dao of Heaven have all drawn a heavy stroke in the long river of history, and they are unforgettable.
This sword qi is not a supernatural power, it is not a sword technique, it is emitted by Dao Ji, the most original sword qi, and it is all Su Fu's comprehension of the way of the sword.
It may not be strong, but it is by no means weak.
In the next breath, the wave was cut by this sword qi A gap, Su Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, his toes slammed to the ground, and the law body disappeared, he passed through the gap cut out by the sword qi, and just came to Nuan Yan's body, his left arm poked out without warning, and he grabbed her delicate white neck and lifted it up alive.
Immediately afterwards, the wave hit the ruins behind Su Fu, and in a burst of roars, the wave unrivaled pushed forward a hundred zhang away, and where it passed, it was a smooth road.
If Su Fu confronts him head-on, even if it is an astral body, there is no guarantee that he will have the strength to fight again.
Thirteen Niang's neck was subject to Su Fu, but she didn't look suffocated, but looked at Su Fu with an expressionless look: "Let him go, I can die!"
Su Fu said indifferently: "Why should I let you get your wish?"
Thirteen Niang still said expressionlessly: "For the sake of not killing Ji Suifeng more than ten years ago, please let him go!"
When Su Fu heard this, he groaned slightly, but suddenly let go and said: "Grace is kindness, resentment is resentment." The Li family kidnapped my daughter, it has nothing to do with you, at most you were ordered to kill me, which is not a big grudge. More than ten years ago, with your help, I successfully saved Yunxi from the sea of fire, although I have your own purpose, but it is also a favor. ”
"Su's grievances are clear, this favor will be offset today, you guys go!"
As soon as he spoke, the Dharma Body suddenly shook, and a mist jumped out and fell into Thirteen Niang's body and disappeared.
Thirteen Niang's eyes softened slightly, and Ying Ying saluted: "Sword Monarch is frank, Thirteen Niang is not as good." Jianjun is right, I'm no longer suitable to be a killer, I'll leave with Yiying and say goodbye!"
Su Fu looked at her back and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he didn't need to let go of these two people, but Fang Cai Thirteen Niang's eyes were too familiar to him, this was the determination to die with him, who knows what else she has to do, since she has something to ask for herself, it is better to sell a favor and let Yiying go.
He also has his own mind, and Yiying's supernatural powers are useless to him, and after he is released, he will not pose much of a threat to himself. And after this 'grievance theory', if the two come to find trouble for themselves again, it will be morally unjustifiable and will be abandoned.
At this point, he suddenly raised his sword and waved it lightly, and a filament-like snow-white sword qi was generated from the void that crossed the sword body, and then advanced forward, without any sound, all the fluctuations of Haoran Qi were covered by the qi of truth, and all the passages along the way were all cut into pieces, and they did not dissipate until dozens of zhang away, and Su Fu was just a light stroke.
"Daddy!"
He was still thinking about it, but suddenly there was a sound behind him that shook his body, and when he hurriedly turned around, there was a fragrant breeze blowing on his face, and a light and delicate lovely child threw himself into his arms.
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