Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 "Huh! Good risk, good risk!"

　　 Zhao Mu, who returned to the sleeping hall, let out a long breath.

　　 sat on the bed, calmed down.

　　 "With my hundred years of internal strength and a hundred years of true energy, coupled with Huo Rulie's divine transformation realm and martial arts will, it should be no problem to pretend to be superior."

　　 After being drunk by the Changyun Taoist, Zhao Mu reacted to the situation, saw the trick, and went over.

　　 The master of refining the truth is the fourfold of the mortal realm, carrying realm.

　　 has achieved full strength and strength in one place.

　　 In addition to the deep infancy, the palms are strong.

　　 Hold the iron into mud, open the stele and crack the stone, but wait for a while.

　　 If it is an ordinary three-fold mortal realm, a martial artist in the enlightened realm.

　　 bumped into the Taoist Changyun tonight, I am afraid that he will be captured on the spot and handed over to the imperial army.

　　 It's just that Zhao Mu practiced "Ming Shen Wu Dian".

　　 Yuanyang Qi is hidden in the body's acupuncture point, which is just as hot as a real fire.

　　 According to the ten-fold division of the mortal realm, there are only masters of Qi training who are the same inside and outside.

　　 can release the true energy and evolve the air force.

　　Being away from a hundred feet, take the lives of people.

　　 But "Ming Shen Wu Dian" is different.

　　 Yuanyang Qi and Xuanyin Qi are all hidden in the acupoints.

　　 As long as the whole body is penetrated, the infuriating energy is released outside the body, there is no problem.

　　 Earlier, Zhao Mu had demonstrated the skill of firing a line of fire and applying wax in the air.

　　 So, when the Taoist Changyun shot out with a palm, he attacked himself.

　　 Zhao Mu then used Yuanyang Yang to protect his whole body, like an invisible real fire, densely covered outside his robes.

　　 The profound skills of the Taoist Changyun 30 years of painstaking practice have no effect in the face of Zhao Mu, who cannot follow the usual theory.

　　 Under Yuanyangqi's power, that little anger is just like fuelwood to the big day.

　　 was burned clean before it even touched the body.

　　 The first step was successfully taken.

　　 He then borrowed Huo Rulie's martial arts experience to point out the mistakes and omissions of the opponent's martial arts.

　　 perfectly creates an unpredictable image of a mysterious master.

　　 Avoid the embarrassing situation that draws the attention of the Forbidden Army.

　　 "But speaking of it, the Eightfold of Mortal Realm, and the Realm of Divine Transformation is really a watershed in martial arts practice."

　　 Zhao Mu tried to figure it out carefully, and he imitated Huo Rulie's martial arts will and resorted to the same trick of "Five Ding Kaishan".

　　 The Changyun Daochang was taken away by him, completely stunned there, he didn't even mean to resist.

To know.

　　 Oneself is only a half-hearted level, not a real **** change state.

　　 Borrowing from Huo Rulie's spirit, he can intimidate the four-tier second-rate masters of the mortal realm.

　　 can be seen from this.

　　 Once the spirit changes, the lifelong martial arts experience will be condensed into a strong will.

　　 The mortal realm martial artist is like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, entering a higher and broader world.

　　 "Hidden and hide, pretend to be gods and ghosts, it's really not the work of a gentleman."

　　 "But there is no other way. I am still lacking in strength. If I can cultivate into a peerless martial arts, why should I hide my identity."

　　 Zhao Mu sighed, spreading his right palm.

　　 The black golden pill **** rolled and appeared before my eyes.

　　 This nine-aperture golden pill is just as its name.

　　 has nine tiny holes on the outside, just like the acupuncture points of the human body.

　　 There is airflow in it, and it is constantly vomiting, just like a living thing.

　　 Just breathe in lightly, and the smell of medicine is tangy, refreshing.

　　 "God pill! Absolute pill!"

　　 Zhao Mu put aside his previous disappointment and was surprised.

　　 It’s worth it this time to practice the true view of Ye Chuang!

　　 Just holding it in his hand, he can feel the powerful vitality.

　　 As if breathing, it is not a dead thing smelted from exotic plants.

　　 Zhao Mu even had an inexplicable feeling, if he put this nine-aperture golden pill in the blessed land with sufficient vitality.

　　 Be careful to warm up a few Jiazi, maybe it will be like the description in Zhiguai novels.

　　 produces spirituality and becomes life.

　　 "What I said, how can this **** pill be as hard as gold and iron? It turned out not to be swallowed or applied externally."

　　 Zhao Mu was slightly concentrating, and the mysterious stone bell gave detailed information.

　　 "The only way is to integrate into the body and use the blood to flush out, so as to achieve the effect of reborn and life-defying."

　　 He squeezed the nine-aperture golden core forcefully, and found that it was really like a round iron gall, difficult to crush.

　　 If ordinary people eat it, they may be squeezed through their intestines, injuring their internal organs, or vomiting blood and die.

　　 Even if the inside and outside are the same, the martial arts master who refines the bone marrow, it is estimated that it is difficult to digest such hard objects of gold and iron.

　　 "But if you want to make a big hole in your heart, can this still live?"

　　 The hesitation in Zhao Mu's eyes lasted only a moment.

　　 The reason why he can achieve what he has now is that he is no longer trapped in the cold palace cage, and completely relies on the help of the mysterious stone clock.

　　 Regardless of the origin of this thing, what is the reason.

　　 Before he had the ability to explore the truth, Zhao Mu decided to put away the unnecessary and meaningless doubts in his heart.

　　 As long as you keep moving forward, you will be able to break through the fog sooner or later and get a glimpse of the true colors.

　　 "The best in the world..."

　　 Zhao Mu made up his mind. First, he fetched a bandage and hemostatic powder, just in case.

　　 find another dagger and put it on the table.

　　 After doing all the preparations, he took a deep breath.

　　 I want to be the best master of martial arts in the world, how can I be afraid of injury.

　　 The flesh of the heart's mouth was cut open by the tip of the knife, and blood gurgled out.

　　 Zhao Mu grabbed the heavy nine-aperture golden core and pressed it into the wound.

　　 hiss!

　　 A series of actions come down.

　　 There was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help but gasp.

　　 It hurts too much!

　　 It's like taking out the heart!

　　 As soon as Jiuqiao Jin Danfu submerged in his body, he was impacted by Qi and blood, and the medicine power instantly radiated.

　　 Zhao Mu saw a very mysterious scene, the hideous wounds of flesh and blood healed quickly.

　　 The bright red blood flowing out quickly stopped, leaving only a very faint trace.

　　 Zhao Mu felt it before he had enough time to expel.

　　 There are waves of coolness, radiating from the pores.

　　The body fluid is secreted in the mouth, which nourishes the flesh and blood body.

　　 is like a feathered fairy, it's incredibly fun.

　　 "It looks like an extra heart."

　　 Zhao Mu pressed his heart.

　　 Every powerful beating will drive the blood of the whole body.

　　 Wow! Wow!

　　 The blood is constantly flushed, and gradually becomes like viscous mercury.

Between 　　 flows, a clear sound is emitted.

　　 "Reborn, what I said is true! I feel that every time I breathe, I increase my strength."

　　 Zhao Mu finally realized what is meant by the invigorating feeling of "getting stronger even with a single breath".

　　 He immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and began to perform his work.

　　 a hot stream, which stimulates blood circulation.

　　 Zhao Mu seems to be in a melting pot, being constantly tempered and forged.

　　 The whole body muscles seemed to be squeezed to one place, and the whole process was like turning the crude embryo into fine iron and then into a hundred steel.

　　 The original hammer-shaped, solid body with a perfect quenching body, now it's up to a new level.

　　 After a few hours of doing exercises, the Yuanyang Yang in the acupuncture point has been so full that it is about to overflow.

　　 Zhao Mu stopped his movement and waved his fist.

Snapped!

　　 Like a string of firecrackers, the air flow suddenly exploded, making a crackling sound.

　　 is like a dragon with great strength, a little movement of the muscles and bones can affect the surrounding space.

　　 "The Taoist Changyun appeared in front of me at this time, afraid that he would be beaten to death by me."

　　 Zhao Mu took the first opponent he encountered after practicing martial arts as a unit of measurement of combat power.

　　 After thinking about it a little bit, he feels that now he is probably not a problem to fight four or five Changyun Taoists.

　　 "You don't have to worry about eating too much in the future."

　　 Zhao Mu was delighted.

　　 Jiuqiao Jindan is sufficient to supply the body's consumption needs.

　　 Moreover, it's only about the power of medicine. I don't know how much stronger it is than ginseng and deer antler. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 To solve this big problem, the practice will be faster in the future, and there will be no more troubles.

　　 He pondered for a moment, then looked at the mysterious stone clock hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness again.

　　【Zhao Mu】

　　【Two hundred years of internal force】

　　【Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist, Tibetan Shape Restraint Technique, Ming Shen Wudian】

　　 "Internal strength has been added for another hundred years..."

　　 Zhao Mu was helpless.

　　 He originally transformed his inner strength for a hundred years and turned into strands of Yuanyang Qi.

　　 But now...

　　 "If this continues, I'm afraid I will become the strongest Mortal Realm Triple Takeshi!"

　　 Zhao Mu thought so.

　　 When people talk about internal power, it is the result of ten years of hard practice.

　　 But what about him?

　　 One hundred years is a unit, which comes out of thin air and is inexhaustible.

　　 If this continues, Zhao Mu has such a picture in his mind.

　　 The innate great master stepped into the air, and then—

　　 Snap!

　　 was slapped to death by the palm of his three thousand years of pure internal power!

　　 "Thinking too much. What kind of sturdy physique can hold three thousand years of terrifying internal power?"

　　 Withdrawing the jokes and distracting thoughts, Zhao Mu has vaguely understood the tenfold of the mortal realm through what he has seen and heard through practicing the real view.

　　 The Taoist Changyun who is one level higher than himself, looks unremarkable, without any surprises.

　　 As for the earlier father-in-law, the five layers of mortal realms, forged the foundation of Dao.

　　 But Zhao Mu also failed to feel the danger and tension from the opponent.

　　 "I have never discussed with a real master, so I don't know what level I am in when I actually fight?"

　　 Zhao Mu sighed and stopped thinking about it.

　　 turned to continue to meditate, refining the nine-aperture golden core in his body.