Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 "You came to the Palace of Yongshou, and you extracted the "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist"!"

　　 "Is it branded?"

　　Zhao Mu is wearing a warm fox fur, sitting alone on the couch.

　　 The candlelight flickers, and the lonely shadow floats, which is quite the dusty temperament of reading on a snowy night.

　　 Wait until twelve o'clock has passed, and midnight arrives.

　　 The mysterious stone clock hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness, one of the scales lit up with dim light.

　　 The quaint and vicissitudes of life quietly flowed between the spiritual shocks.

　　 "Brand!"

　　 Zhao Mu's thoughts flashed, and he said silently.

　　The golden light is like flowing water, covering the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

　　 The extra martial arts experience gained out of thin air quickly melted into the body.

　　 "Tiger Demon Refines Bone? This is a boxing technique that exercises muscles, skin, and bone strength!"

　　 Zhao Mu's heart was slightly startled, but his face remained calm.

　　 He reached out and rubbed his swollen temples to relieve the pain caused by digestive memories.

　　 "Blood Bodhi, combined with "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist", the closed door of martial arts finally opened to me."

　　Zhao Mu clenched his palms, facing his brother Zhao Yuan, who cares about him, and even the eunuchs and court ladies in Changle Palace.

　　 He always behaves lightly and gracefully, as if those worldly foreign objects, power and position, can't be attached to his heart.

　　 can be like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold.

　　When he was alone, Zhao Mu couldn't help but feel bad when he thought of his situation.

　　 "The ancients said that Taishan collapsed in front of the face without changing the color, and there must be calmness in every important event. This is the way of healing the mind, but it is also the way of cultivation."

　　 Zhao Mu loved reading since he was a child, and his knowledge was not bad, so he said silently:

　　 "But in the Great Zhou Dynasty, if there is no strength to support, even if there is a state of mind that is not surprised when you are in a big change, and is not disturbed when it is disturbed, it is nothing but a castle in the sky, a mirror in the sky.

　　 Wealth, knowledge, power, force... these foreign objects that the world seeks are the support and reliance of nourishing vitality.

　　 owns nothing, but thinks he is determined.

　　 That's just a frog at the bottom of the well, just blindly arrogant.

　　 "Ten thousand years ago, there were masters who traveled around the world."

　　 Zhao Mu's thinking diverges and his mind turns.

　　 "He can reason with people. In addition to his exquisite knowledge and thought-provoking, I am afraid that he is also inseparable from the realm of power beyond the immortal."

　　 Just as Yan Sheng said among the seventy-two masters.

　　 Reading is to make yourself reasonable, and practicing martial arts is to reason with others.

　　 "The tiger demon refines bones, with a total of 206 hands, which just exercises the 206 bones of the whole body."

　　 Zhao Mu absorbed the imprinted martial arts essence, and meditated:

　　 "Each of these moves and styles are used to move the joints, hard bones, exercise the skin and muscles, and finally achieve the realm of making bones like steel and integrating them into one."

　　 He read it in the book.

　　 Ten layers of mortal realms.

　　The entrance is hammer-shaped, with a quenched body.

　　 are all stages of physical training.

　　The people in the rivers and lakes are known as "the hammer shape of ten years, the body tempering of ten years".

　　 means that it is water milling to improve the body and strengthen the muscles and bones.

　　 Can't be anxious, and can't be fast.

　　 It may take an ordinary person twenty years to reach perfection.

　　 And those aristocrats, even if they are supplemented by ointments and elixir, ginseng and deer antler are used as food tonic.

　　With his own diligence and talent, it will take three to five years at the earliest.

　　 "I don't know where this tiger demon bone refining came from. It uses superior boxing to exercise its bones, refines muscles externally, supplements the secret breathing method, strengthens the internal energy, and is highly efficient and fast. It is almost unseen, unheard of!"

　　 Although Zhao Mu has never practiced martial arts, he has read several books of boxing classics and boxing books that are difficult to get started without clearing the orifice, and there is no mention of such a profound bone-strengthening method.

　　 As far as he knows, the Wufu in the Forbidden Army.

　　Most of them are hitting wooden piles, throwing stone locks, rolling stone balls, carrying heavy objects on the body, and tying sandbags with their feet... These methods are used to strengthen the atmosphere and strengthen the body.

　　 Compared with this superior boxing method, it is inefficient, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is indeed inferior.

　　 "There is no one tonight, the heavy snow is pressing the imperial city, it is a good time to practice boxing!"

　　 Zhao Mu made up his mind and got up quickly.

　　 Dressed in fox fur, he walked out of the Hall of Eternal Life and walked to the corridor.

　　The bright moonlight is sprinkled on the snow, like silver smelted, reflecting very brightly.

　　 Zhao Mu is independent from the court, with straight-faced eyes and immortal temperament, which makes people forget the vulgarity at first sight.

　　 "The cold is so deep, it's really frozen to the bones."

　　He has lived in the cold palace for twelve years. At first, there was an old **** who came from Zhou Tianzi's secretly monitoring, and he was alert to the orders of the uncle, for fear that he would cause some terrible disaster.

　　 After seven or eight years of tranquility passed, there was no abnormality or change.

　　 The old **** with a dark face and aura was removed, leaving only a few servants.

　　 It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and there was heavy snowfall with goose feathers.

　　 Exhale into frost, dripping into ice.

　　 The bunch of minions who usually don't do their best, have long since hid in the handyman's room to warm themselves up, where they would come out to hang out.

　　 This is to take advantage of Zhao Mu's heart, and he can practice martial arts without any scruples.

　　 exhaled a white breath, he opened his palm.

　　 A bright red dripping, a strange fruit stained with blood appeared out of thin air.

　　 "Help me practice."

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes moved slightly, cutting off the hesitation in his heart.

　　 swallow it!

　　 Blood Bodhi rolled into the abdomen!

　　 just a moment!

　　 A scorching breath is like a fire, violently impacting the limbs.

　　 Zhao Mu, who has never practiced martial arts and has taken pills.

　　 His complexion was flushed, blue veins bursting, and blood vessels protruding and twisting.

　　 is terrifying!

　　 "Tiger Demon Refines Bone!"

　　 Zhao Muqiang tolerated the discomfort, exhaled and made a fist.

　　 He looked like a cooked prawn, and there was a lot of heat on the surface.

When 　　 fists and feet burst out, the muscles and muscles of the body are twisted into one strand, as if a long rope is tightened.

　　 A tingling and painful sensation hit my heart, like an ant crawling over it, which is unbearable.

　　 "The body moves, the heart does not move, the spirit is the same..."

　　 Zhao Mu borrowed the saint’s classics to suppress inner fluctuations without being affected at all.

　　 The blood bodhi in his body emits a hot stream, rushing into the limbs and hundreds of skeletons.

　　 The muscle strain and muscle aches caused by the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist were quickly compensated and healed.

　　 I saw a snow white fox walking in the wind and snow, waving his fists and feet, shaking the airflow, and making a series of explosive noises.

　　The snowflakes, like cotton wool, are melted by the heat radiating from the pores before they get close.

　　 "This "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Boxing" seems to be deeply imprinted in my mind!"

　　 The more Zhao Mu practiced, the more frightened he became.

　　 He only needs to move his thoughts a little to extract the imprinted martial arts of another world.

　　 There was a golden villain who looked like himself, and he practiced it over and over again.

　　 It seems that there are constantly "+1" and "+1" numbers, jumping out from the top of the head.

　　 The proficiency of this martial arts has risen rapidly.

　　 will be integrated and imprinted in the heart.

　　 At the same time, the blood bodhi made a "click" sound, melted completely, and dispersed into the body.

　　 turns into a stream of hot blood, enriching the muscles and blood.

boom!

　　 Zhao Mu stepped out, swirling in the wind and snow.

　　 The boiling blood, like an oven with full firepower, forced the coldness of the face that was frozen deep into the bones of the bone.

　　 The muscles and muscles of his arms were twisted into a ball, and a white wave of air was directly blasted out!

　　Hu!

Suck!

　　 Muscle squeezed, like forging steel.

　　 The pores are opened and closed, and sweat impurities are expelled.

　　 Zhao Mu's chest rises and falls, and he only feels that there is an inexhaustible force all over his body.

　　 Between heaven and earth, the wind and snow are thick.

　　 With the cheerfulness in his heart, he punches faster and faster, and his moves become more flexible.

　　 If there is a Mortal Realm Wufu who is a top-ranking master, I would not have thought that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is a newcomer who has never been exposed to martial arts.

　　Only fist, Zhao Mu has already entered the room.

　　 With the refining of the blood bodhi, the surging inner breath turns into long vigor.

　　 Towing wind and snow, spinning like a circle.

　　 "It seems to have broken through."

　　 tirelessly, after rehearsing more than 200 hands of Tiger Demon Bone Refining Boxing several times.

　　 Zhao Mu only felt like an oven, his blood boiled, his whole body warm, and he could no longer feel the slightest chill.

　　 The heat is discharged from the pores, which melts the thick snow.

　　 "The sign of a hammer-shaped Dacheng is to be vigorous, like a fire in a furnace."

　　Zhao Mu thought to himself, this night, he should have arrived at the First Heavy of Mortal Realm.

　　 After calming his breath, he knows the sea.

　　 The mysterious stone clock vibrated slightly, flowing lines of text—

　　【Zhao Mu】

　　【Thirty Years Internal Force】

　　【Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist】

　　 is very simple and clear at a glance.

　　 "That blood bodhi has added half of my internal strength to me. It's really a good thing."

　　 Zhao Mu raised his head and looked at the sky. After a few hours, the wind and snow had gradually subsided, and the sky was faintly bright.

　　 He returned to the Hall of Yongshou, walked to the corridor, suddenly stood still, and turned his head away.

　　 Once upon a time, the gates of the palace were like chains, and they couldn't breathe.

　　 But at this moment, it's different.

　　 The barrier in his heart seemed to collapse, and he was relaxed.

　　The deep palace gate has also become insignificant.

　　 "It's like a tiger lying on a barren hill, lurking minions to endure..."

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes are like bright stars, and they look extraordinarily bright.

　　 stuck in the cold palace for twelve years, keeping the clouds open and seeing the moonlight.

　　 The days after that will definitely not be as difficult as before!