Chapter 193: The Eucharist is trained!

After five days and five nights of martial arts exchanges, Hong Yi gave all the martial arts he had learned to the Zen silver yarn.
"Niumo vigorously punches" "Heavenly wrestling" "Tiger magic practicing bone boxing" "Butterfly dance boxing method" "Wolf moon swordsmanship" "猿魔混神棒法" "天蛇射息" "灵龟吐息" "龙Like the French seal, "Moro God" also has many martial arts cheats obtained in the annihilation of the whale island, the essence of the middle martial arts classics, everything, all martial arts, under the guidance of the zen silver yarn, are integrated .
At the last minute.
All martial arts, boxing, muscles, skin expansion, bone distortion, and internal organ peristalsis are all integrated.
Hong Yi never had this moment and had such perfect insight and understanding of his body.
After the exchange with the Zen silver yarn, he worked hard and absorbed the strength of the Yuanzhu Dzizhu. All the meat, bones and internal organs seem to carry the fragrance, cleanliness, and any dirt inside, they are all exercised and practiced.
The various parts of the body, under the command of their own mind, can be used freely, without any blockage and pain, and not because of excessive force, causing strain, bone dislocation, and tight breathing.
When the force was fierce, Hong Yi seemed to feel his own boiling blood, and it became the golden color of the Yuanzhu Dzizhu.
,! Hey, hey!
The golden mist of the whole body has now become abnormally thin. Obviously, all the medicines were absorbed by Hong Yi and turned into the nourishment of the body.
"Zhengwu Holy Body. It turned out to be the way! Going to the ground. It is the same as mine. But there are some skills in it. But it is much deeper than me. This knife is a stupid priest. It is a peerless genius. I can't compare with him!"

Hong Yi was at the last juncture. The practice method of Zhenwu Shengdi was carried out. Breathing the venus and the turtle. Two methods of visceral breathing. Move completely alternately. Start exercising.
A voice screams at the sound of an arrow. Spit out from the internal organs of Hong Yi's body. Listen to this voice. People will think that there is an ancient serpent in the body of Hong Yi. Choose people to lie. A horror. The feeling of coldness in my heart is born.
The venom of the venom. Extremely fast cathode speed. To swallow quickly. Condensed the internal organs. Drumming blood.
at this time. Breathing suddenly changed. The empty hole is the burdock. Also like a dragon. Hong Yi’s breathing is slow and heavy. Powerful. Such as the mountain. As the earth is generally calm. slow.
Spirit turtle breath method. The anode is slow. Slowly brewing. The outbreak has been steadily swallowed.
The two methods of voicing are just relative.
"The King of the Snake is also a wizard. Although the demon king is ranked under the Peacock King, but from the venom of the venom, she is even more unpredictable." Hong Yi has a thought in his heart.
However, this thought was annihilated, and Hong Yi began to wholeheartedly cultivate the final transformation of the true martyrdom.
The sound of the snake's breath, and the sound of the giant tortoise, violently alternate.
Hong Yi gradually used it, and people entered the realm of being unable to read.
"Hmmm?" For a long time, I was silent, and I was slowly breathing, and my eyes were fiercely opened. I saw Hong Yi’s violent breath and breathing, the two sounds alternate moments, faint, with violent thoughts. After scanning the past, I saw that Hong Yi was behind him. There seemed to be two kinds of vague phantoms. It was a great python, and there was a giant tortoise. The two spirits were intertwined and harmonious, forming a great god.
"Zhen Wu temperament!" Zen silver yarn in the heart of a move.
The celestial snake that appears behind Hong Yi, the giant tortoise, is not true, but an imposing, physical tumbling activity, the momentum created by the momentum, does not exist in the real, only the extremely sensitive soul master, can Feel it, and ordinary people will only feel mental stress.
Because this kind of momentum is not true compared to the soul, it does not exist at all, but it has a huge pressure on the spirit and soul of the human being.
The real master of martial arts, Wu Sheng, the great master, the one-boxing method, the invisible momentum of the spirit of the soul of the master, heavy as a mountain.
The master of Taoism can only use the technique of enchanting the soul, causing this kind of spiritual pressure, but compared with the pressure of the master of martial arts, there is a lack of a real feeling. The martial arts masters combine the same spirits, although they can't use the Tao, but the spiritual pressure, but the masculine, powerful momentum, enough to make the ghosts within a certain range, can not get close.
Between the righteousness, the ghosts are not close!
Between the murderous, the Buddha is far away!
This is the pressure of the real martial arts master!
It is also the place of Wu Sheng, the master of the immortal level, which makes the soul of the gods master.
If it is now ordinary people who look at Hong Yi, but they can't see the big gods of the turtles and snakes behind him, they will only feel the temperament of Hong Yi, and there is a sense of oppression that is full of power and gasping.
But the Zen silver yarn, a master of Taoism, can be acutely aware of the appearance of this great god. This is not what the soul "sees", but the feeling.
The momentum is not in reality, but in the telepathy, it is something more than the soul.
In the scope of this great power, ordinary Taoist thoughts cannot be approached at all.
"In the same year, the monk of the moon and the moon made the boxing method, and the momentum of the whole body was like the body of the body. Within ten miles, my subconscious mind felt the golden light, and the thoughts were close, and it was very difficult to apply the Taoism, close to his core, just Jane. A simple punch, I am seriously hurt."
Zen silver yarn recalled, and at that time, he sneaked into the scene of the monk of the Indian month.
The momentum of the monk of the Indian moon is naturally thousands of times larger than that of the current Hong Yi. However, Hong Yi has entered the threshold and the power of the body has possessed this momentum.
"Strange? The master of cultivation of the soul of the soul, should not have this kind of momentum, only the master of the combination of spirit and flesh can have this feeling? Is it possible that he can enter the martial arts, the dream can not be without thought of the realm? It is said that this true martial force is not produced by his god, but by his flesh, naturally formed."
If Hong Yi’s of true martial arts is his god’s soul changed, then Zen silver yarn will not feel any pressure at all, because the soul is negative, for the master of Taoism, there is only a difference in strength. In order to create oppression.
But now the other of the real martial arts, there is no trace of a negative, completely masculine. This can make an impression on the soul of the Zen silver yarn.
This is completely oppressive in nature. It is like a little cat crying, and the big mouse feels confused.
Although Zen silver yarn can now be used
The idea is to defeat the momentum of Hong Yi, but if it is the kind of refiner, if you are just out, night, and day trip, you will not be close.
"Thunder arc!"
Just as the Zen silver yarn was thinking, Hong Yi spoke and stopped, showing the martial arts.
His shot is to use his hand to replace the knife. In the past, it was necessary to twist the muscles and the viscera, and the viscera can be used. Now it is easy to use it, and it is as easy as breathing and drinking.
"Yin and Yang Purgatory
After exhibiting the "Thunderstorm Arc", Hong Yi also displayed the "Yin and Yang Purgatory" which can only be displayed in the realm of the Grand Master.
Sure enough, this time, it was a lot harder, and the spirals of the legs were twisted. The bones in the legs were like twisted twine, the wire was normal, and the intestines of the abdomen were reversed. One hand was like a knife, and the hand was like a beggar. The bones are distorted.
However, Hong Yi still managed to complete this trick.
"Finally, I achieved the primary stage of the true martial arts! So powerful, so practise the marrow, the sacred body of the great sect of the blood-changing sect, how strong is it? How strong is Wufeng Wusheng?"
Hong Yi stopped his body, and the thin golden mist of his body was completely breathed in. He was crouching in the spirit of "the upper element of the fine element" and also scattered into the flesh and began to control himself. The body opened his eyes.
There are doubts in the eyes.
"I forcibly applied the yin and yang purgatory. Although there is no such thing as Wei Liancheng that makes people fall into purgatory, it is very difficult to complete the action. After all, this trick is even red chasing the sun. Can't show it, is it true that the true Wu Sheng body is actually so powerful? Also, I feel that the moment I just built the true Wu Sheng body, the physical blood of the body is working, and it is actually a kind of fantasy similar to the confusion of the soul. No, this illusion is more real than the illusion of the soul, and there is more masculine. What is this? Why, the flesh has no soul, and how can it be produced by the operation of qi and blood?"
Hong Yi is now free to understand his own physical condition.
"You can actually enter the realm of unspeakable, this is the realm of practicing martial arts, the realm of dreams." Zen silver yarn looked at Hong Yidao: "The flesh and blood run, no soul, produce natural momentum, it is not strange. You Look, the vast mountains, the vast sea, the high nine days of sky, the thick earth? The sun, the moon, the stars, these things, have their own soul, but can you feel their momentum?"
"Yes! The vast mountains, the vast sea, the high nine days of sky, the thick earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars, these things, do not have their own soul, but everyone can feel their irresistible momentum." In this moment, Hong Yi understood a lot.
"This is the real horror of the martial arts. For mortal people, the horror of the martial arts master lies in his physical strength, but for the masters of our cultivation of the soul and soul, the martial arts masters are horrible, but they are in their momentum. However, among the martial arts, the momentum is not called imposing, but it is called boxing. The Taoist practitioner who practiced the soul of the soul, Wugong practiced Wusheng, and it is impossible to have the meaning of boxing. You can actually practice the real Wushu. It’s all about the realm that can’t be missed.

Zen silver yarn sighed: "This kind of realm can not be met. If I have this state of the realm, I will have been Wu Sheng. I don’t need to use it now. I just barely stepped in. However, I still have no punches. Intention.
At most, Shouyuan has increased greatly and its power is strong.

"You became Wu Sheng?"
Hong Yi looked at the zen silver yarn, only felt that the other side's skin was white and crystal-clear, and the luster on his face was softer. The whole body was calm and the thoughts were swept. Her body's lines and muscles had a perfect feeling. Also more uniform than before, a lot of peace.
"It is indeed an extraordinary sanctification! Unfortunately, I did not reach the realm of the great master." Hong Yidao.
"Your physical strength is stronger than that of the general martial arts masters. Otherwise, where can you display the "Yin and Yang Purgatory"? But I advise you, or do not rely on your own martial arts, and the real martial arts masters, Those who are purely martial arts are terrible. If you run into a real martial arts, you can make your oppressed and unsatisfactory, and your strength is greatly impaired, and you will be killed." Zen silver yarn reminds Hong Yi.
"I have cultivated Wu Sheng now, but if the real and the master compete with the flesh and fight the kungfu, even if it is a middle and high class, close to the peak of the great master, it is hard to help, you see that Wei Liancheng, far worse than me. But still able to knock me back! If his kung fu is a little higher, I may not be able to protect you at that moment, and you will be taken over by him!"
"Yes, the martial arts of Wei Liancheng is indeed a horror. The wise man is worried, there must be a loss, and I am miscalculated."
Suddenly, Hong Yi remembered that Wu Daguan’s house, EbookFREE.me~, and this old thing were against the enemy. I didn’t feel his boxing, momentum, but he left a hand? Yes, the order that Hong Xuanji gave him was taken back, but he did not have a killer! But this time I came to the Da Luo Pai to kill me, he actually did not come forward? Why is that?

At this time, Hong Yi did not conceal the Zen silver yarn and said that he and Wu Daguan, the Wu Sheng, were against the enemy.
"The master of Wusheng level, the soul of the soul and the combination of qi and blood, become pure yang, the mind is very ingenious, expecting things like God, and there is a special hunch for life and death! He is probably before this, I feel that I am coming. I won't be able to get you at sea, so I didn't come at all!" Zen Yin yarn explained to Hong Yi.
"The soul of the soul and the combination of qi and blood, become pure yang, have a special sense of life and death! This horror?" Hong Yi shocked, if this is the case, if Hong Xuanji is the peak of Wusheng, even the immortal, then the danger Can predict, how can I deal with it?
"Silver yarn, you used to attack the monk of the Indian month, what is the battle?"
Hong Yi’s tone is a bit dry.
He wants to know how powerful the real masters are and how strong they are.
"If the monk of the moon is full of enthusiasm, momentum, my soul, I can't get close to him around ten miles, and sneak attack on him, it has no effect at all. When you have the idea of ​​attacking him, there is a dangerous feeling in his heart." The silver gauze gently described his feelings.
Hong Yi sighed for a long time, and for a long time, he said a few words: "Come to the wind and the country, go out and see."