Each of my disciples has a different kind of martial arts. Does that mean I have become the ancestor

"Su Li, remember this!"

"When the purple blood is fully developed, a wave of the hand can exert a force of a thousand pounds!"

"When the bone is fully developed, the force can reach 100,000 pounds!"

"And when the marrow is fully developed, the life span can be 80 years for nothing!"

"However, these levels are not considered realms. Only when the qi and blood are integrated can it be considered as entering the martial arts!"

"You must know..."

"The fifth level of the physical body integrates the qi sea, and the three levels of the qi sea build the spirit platform!"

Su Li's heart was shocked!

The fifth level of the physical body is equivalent to the third-rate, second-rate, first-rate and super-first-rate warriors, who have never entered the martial arts.

But the marrow fully developed has a force of 100,000 pounds, and can easily kill even ordinary beginners!

Such a terrifying strength, but he has never even entered the martial arts!

In addition, above the fifth level of the physical body is the qi and blood realm, and above the qi and blood, there is actually another realm called the spirit platform!

In her cognition, the entire martial arts has only one realm, that is, the martial artist!

It is nothing more than the difference between a beginner, intermediate and advanced martial artist.

Advanced martial artists are already the end of the martial arts of the world!

But in the martial arts taught by her master, the Qi and Blood Realm is far from the end!

In this way, the difference between the two martial arts is clear!

Su Li swallowed her saliva, and a flame ignited in her heart!

If she practices the martial arts taught by her master, she may not be able to surpass the leader of the Demon Sect in the future!

Her revenge may not be unrequited!

By then, she can even take the heads of everyone in the sect to pay tribute to her dead parents!

Seeing that Su Li has aroused interest, Lin Shu also began to exert his strength.

"Now, I will teach you the true scriptures of the Demonic Path, and you should remember it well."

As he said this, Lin Shu narrowed his eyes, revealing a strong sense of oppression!

"Three thousand red dust clouds and smoke pass, nine turns to forge the heart to understand the true devil!"

"The devil's energy is vast for 100,000 miles, pressing into the soul for more than half an inch!"

"This is the true scripture of the devil. A thousand warriors have a thousand different perceptions. The master will not explain it to you, for fear that you will be influenced by the master."

"The martial arts taught by the master focus on the word "understanding". Only when you understand the truth, the road will open the door for you!"

In order to make up these two lines of poetry, Lin Shu didn't know how many brain cells died. Fortunately, he was a failed writer before and could hold on!

"Okay, the master has said what should be said. The next thing depends on your own understanding."

After that, Lin Shu walked under an old locust tree in the yard and lay on the rocking chair.

This is another rocking chair made by a craftsman.

It must be said that there is no chair more comfortable than a rocking chair in this world.

Su Li was still in shock.

In her mind, she kept thinking about what Lin Shu said!

...Three thousand red dust clouds and smoke passed, nine turns to forge the heart to understand the true devil...

The meaning of this sentence should be to train the original heart. Only by training the original heart and seeing the warmth and coldness of human feelings, life and death, can you understand the true devil!

...The demonic energy is vast for 100,000 miles, pressing into the soul for more than half an inch...

The meaning of this sentence should be to reflect the power of the devil. The demonic energy of 100,000 miles is all pressed into the soul, only half an inch, even half an inch is considered too much!

Su Li's thoughts are flying.

"No!"

"The Demonic Scripture should not be so simple!"

"There must be other meanings in it, but I just didn't find it!"

Su Li sat cross-legged and fell into comprehension.

Time passed slowly.

The scorching sun dissipated and turned into red clouds, hanging in the sky.

The afterglow stained the whole land blood red!

At the same time.

The Tianmo Sect, located deep in the barren mountain, suddenly shook!

An old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshot!

"Leng Ye is dead, who did it!"

A vast pressure swept across the entire Tianmo Sect, and countless people trembled and were silent!

Leng Ye was the direct disciple of the third elder of the Tianmo Sect. Although his talent was not as good as Su Li, he was also a rare genius in a century!

Otherwise, he would not have entered the realm of martial arts before the age of thirty-five!

The middle-aged man in black stood in front of the old man and bowed.

"Third elder, the country that Leng Ye went to last was called Daliang. There must be something fishy in Daliang! I will immediately send someone to Daliang to investigate thoroughly!"

The old man gritted his teeth, and veins on his forehead bulged.

"After finding the person, bring him back to me. I will peel off his skin, tear his bones, extract his soul and refine his marrow!"

At this point, the old man's brows couldn't help but jump.

He took a deep breath.

"Remember, don't mess up the court of the mortal kingdom!"

Thousands of years ago, they relied on their strength and were unscrupulous. They slaughtered all those they disliked, even the court!

The price was that the world was in chaos, the people were living in misery, and their sects could not live in peace!

So, from that time on, all the hidden sects set rules.

The court of the mortal world must not be disturbed, and no one can cross it!

The middle-aged man in black bowed again.

"Disciple understands!"

Then he left the old man's room and went straight to Daliang with several middle-aged men!

Not long after, the six middle-aged men flew to the Daliang Imperial City!

Huo Xiao, the son of Daliang, who was about to leave the court, suddenly frowned and looked towards the horizon.

Six figures floated into the court with the wind.

Their methods were like gods!

All the civil and military officials widened their eyes, and Huo Xiao's heart sank!

Damn it!

What happened during this period of time?

All kinds of monsters and demons emerge in endlessly!

First there was the Puppet Sect that could make super first-class war puppets, then the Demon Sect that wanted to sacrifice 100,000 people, and now there is a group of masters who can fly with the wind!

He seemed to be completely unfamiliar with this world!

"I wonder why you masters came to Daliang?" Huo Xiao asked.

A middle-aged man interrupted directly.

"Stop talking nonsense, our junior brother Leng Ye died in Daliang for no reason, you must give us an explanation!"

Another middle-aged man also stood up.

"You so-called warriors in Daliang are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. They can't cause any harm to my junior brother. You don't have the qualifications to kill him."

"We are not here to ask for punishment."

"We just want to know the cause of death of our junior brother."

"Tell me, what strong people have emerged in Daliang recently?"

After the voice fell, Huo Xiao and the civil and military officials were all stunned.

They had already guessed that the feminine man who wanted to sacrifice 100,000 lives was Leng Ye.

But didn't Leng Ye just go to find Huo Changqing?

How long has it been?

How did he die?

What's going on?

Huo Xiao felt a little shocked, a little relieved, and a little emotional.

His nephew, the nephew who only thought about seeking immortals and asking for the way all day, has become so strong?