Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

The feeling of opening the meridian came unexpectedly.

The construction of the meridian is inseparable from a strong spiritual will and thick blood, both of which are indispensable.

Often, one meridian must be full before the next one can be opened.

The Chong meridian that runs through Santian is the first of the big meridians. It dug the reservoir very deep at once. Compared with Liang Qu himself, his blood is far from thick...

Could it be that he is gifted?

I have heard that people with strong enough mental power may take the lead, implement their will, and condense the meridian!

The Lord of the River favored him, and his talent doubled. He had taken precious fish such as the golden gong fish to enhance his spirit.

Adding all these together, Liang Qu guessed that he was very likely to reach this magical level.

In this way, he was really gifted!

The pulse feeling was not easy to come by.

Liang Qu put down half of the snake gall, picked up the teacup on the table to rinse his mouth to eliminate the bitterness, and spit out green water into the spittoon.

Who would have thought that after rinsing the whole pot of Maofeng tea, the bitter water still could not stop surging from his throat.

He grabbed the seasonal loquats on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

Two strings in a row.

Tasteless.

The taste was so bitter that it completely disappeared. He stuck out his tongue to look at it in the bronze mirror. The whole thing was dyed dark green by the bile.

Bitter.

Really bitter.

It was the first time that I felt so painful eating a precious ingredient.

Liang Qu spit out two mouthfuls of saliva and kept swallowing. After half a cup of tea, he suppressed the nausea, stopped drooling, and calmed down.

"Hu~"

Wiping the water from the corners of his mouth, Liang Qu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, followed the feeling in his heart, and practiced the exercises.

Warm all over.

The medicinal power brought by half a snake gall was unusually strong. Qi and blood surged out of the body in waves, gathered in the acupoints, and washed through the Chong meridian, becoming purer as it circulated.

They should have been incorporated into the limbs and bones, warming the whole body, and raising the upper limit of the flesh bit by bit, but now they were intercepted and used to open the meridians first.

Boom~

Having had experience in consolidating the meridians once, Liang Qu was very familiar with it. He moved the vast blood and qi after cleansing, guided it to flow through the Jiaji Pass, and used this acupoint as the hub center, spreading it to the depths of the arms little by little, twisting it.

The second meridian to be condensed in "Wansheng Baoyuan" and "Jinglong Fuhu Vajra Gong" is a hand meridian that passes through the Jiaji Pass and runs through the arms!

The hand meridian is strong, and those who penetrate it will have strong energy and greatly increase their arm strength.

Those who use swords, grappling, fists and feet all favor this meridian.

If it is said that consolidating the Chong Meridian is to cause a relative increase in strength, winning with internal strength.

Then the hand meridian is the absolute embodiment of martial arts, and the strong external strength can achieve miraculous effects.

The will is implemented, the blood and qi are twisted into a ball, gradually turning silver and white, and flowing continuously.

The wild geese leave traces when they pass, and

the wind leaves sounds when it passes.

A vague pulse trace slowly emerges from the arms.

In an orderly manner.

"Strong hand meridians can be achieved today!"

That night.

Liang Qu sat in the middle, with his five hearts facing the sky, motionless.

Until the sky turned purple and a cock crowed, he opened his eyes and exhaled a long white breath.

Its shape was as straight as a sword, flying several feet, condensing without dispersing, shaking the window paper.

"So simple?"

Liang Qu opened his eyes, unbelievable.

Looking inside himself.

A dazzling silver-white.

After a long time of breathing and moving, a lot of mental energy was consumed, and the blood and qi were all gathered between his arms, condensing into a silver-white vein!

Qi and blood were stimulated, and the silver-white color was intertwined!

"It's easier than I thought..."

To condense the pulse, you need to build a self-circulating superstructure based on the original circulation in the body. If you are not careful, the superstructure will collapse, and the internal injury will be light, and the foundation will be destroyed.

Who knew that it was almost easy to condense the hand pulse. Follow the steps and it will come out when the time is up!

But when he thought that the first thing he condensed was the Chong meridian, Liang Qu felt relieved again.

From reality to emptiness is not a castle in the air. Condensing the meridians and building bridges, not to mention the side doors and unorthodox methods, most of them must pass through the nine orifices of the galloping horse.

With the nine orifices of the body as the hub, lay the foundation and anchor point, so that the meridians will not be crooked or collapsed, and the bridge built in the future will be more stable.

"Ordinary martial artists will not start from the Chongmai, an important meridian that connects the three orifices in one go, but from the small meridians, such as connecting the tail gate first and building the foot meridian."

"Ordinary martial artists start from easy to difficult and pursue stable solutions."

"Genius martial artists like to start from difficult to easy and pursue efficient solutions."

"As a genius, the creator of superior exercises often considers efficient solutions, and the tone of the exercises passed down is generally set quite high."

"The best is what suits you."

Liang Qu has another understanding.

He raised his arms.

Under the naked eye, there was no change in his arms, but the feeling of fullness and warmth was not wrong.

Pinching the five fingers together, the power is infinite.

Compared with the Chong Meridian, which is a meridian that is purifying and clearing, the performance of the hand pulse is undoubtedly much more ostentatious.

With a slight flick of the finger, a visible half-moon-shaped Qi flew out from between the fingers, seemingly slowly but actually quickly falling on the floor tiles, cutting a pit several inches deep, and a faint dust surged.

Silently.

Without using any martial arts, relying solely on the strength of the finger, the Qi can be ejected!

A blow that can split bricks and crack stones, hitting the human brain, the brain is bound to burst!

Every move can hurt people.

Even the 20 years of kung fu of the fourth-level martial artist cannot compare!

Stimulating the true Qi, inside and outside the pores, strands of green light ripple.

Liang Qu flicked his fingers again, and even more amazing power flowed, and the breath was dense and terrifying.

In a thought, with the true Qi, a small flick of the finger, I am afraid that all martial artists below the third level can be killed!

Even if the fourth level is fully focused, it will also suffer heavy damage!

Think about Chen Jiechang and Li Libo who are still hovering at the second level.

Two years ago, we were all standing in the same martial arts gym. In the blink of an eye, I can make my head explode from a distance...

Ahem.

If it's so easy to snap my fingers, what about punching?

It's inhuman!

Liang Qu restrained his Qi, and the green light on his arm dissipated, and he was very happy.

...

The morning breeze was refreshing, and the warm sunlight shone in from outside the wall, which was soft.

Liang Qu stood in the courtyard, dancing Fu Bo, and his body wrapped in Long Ling Xiao was like a forged iron embryo, surging with brilliance.

Muscles, bones, and membranes, all moved and were flexible, and the whole body was warm, like soaking in a hot spring.

Swish~

Fu Bo turned into a residual image, and the gun blade tore through the air, making a low dragon roar. The insects and ants in the soil avoided it and drilled into the deeper soil.

After getting familiar with it.

Liang Qu opened and closed his five fingers, stimulating Qi and blood, like a dragon walking on water, flourishing.

The sharp light of the black gold spear blade flowed, cutting through the sky, and faintly transformed into a dragon with a twisted head, dragon whiskers, dragon horns, and dragon scales, which were lifelike.

The seven killers combined can be the dragon head!

Cheng Chong, the leader of the Shahe Gang, is now no match for him!

Fu Bo lightly tapped, and the big dragon surged with the spear like the finishing touch of a painting.

Liang Qu controlled Fu Bo and kept it in reserve, otherwise the whole courtyard would be destroyed and collapsed into ruins wherever the blue dragon passed.

He came to Xiangyi County for half a month. He did not stay in the inn, but lived in the independent courtyard arranged by the Zhang family.

Although a house is not worth much, there is no need to do so.

After a long time.

The blue dragon disintegrated by itself and turned into a breeze.

The sun passed over the wall and spread across the entire courtyard.

"The realm of wolf smoke is extraordinary. What will it be like if all thirty-six meridians are completed and three bridges are built?"

Liang Qu stretched his muscles and bones and couldn't help but imagine.

At least thirty-six meridians gathered together, and the time for the marmoset to appear would be greatly extended.

Not to mention on the shore, in the water, it can be said that there is no opponent under the big monster!