Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

"The martial arts in Zhang Sanfeng's world are mainly about practicing qi, and this qi is called internal force, true qi."

Meng Chuan's eyes kept flashing divine light, and he was already deducing the martial arts behind him.

"Perhaps you can keep practicing the innate energy, and the infuriating energy will feed back to the physical body. In the end, you may be able to cultivate the innate energy, from the acquired to the innate! You can also condense the innate energy..."

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan shook his head, everything was just conjecture.

The martial arts in this world meant too little to him and were too basic. Even if he deduced the specific training later on, it would be of no help to him at his current level.

"Arhat Boxing..."

Looking at another martial arts book, Meng Chuan could see through it at a glance.

"It's a pity that I can't get any profound classics now. Those methods of honoring the world are really eye-catching."

Meng Chuan felt itchy when he thought of those peerless magical powers that pointed directly to the legendary creation and even the other side. In his estimation, even if the other side was placed in his own world, he was definitely a character at the level of the Immortal Emperor, even in the Immortal Emperor's China is not weak!

Point directly to the other side, not to point directly to the Immortal Emperor!

"The method of a lifetime is to build the foundation in a hundred days." Meng Chuan looked at Luohan Quan, optimized it directly, and then conceived a villain in his heart and started to perform the method.

"After 100 days of foundation building, it is to meditate and accumulate qi. This is just a process of accumulating true qi, but it is quite similar to the martial arts mentality of Zhang Sanfeng and his world."

"The combat power of the first two realms is too low. If you compare it with Zhetian, Dingtian will be in a sea of ​​misery."

However, when he thought that this cultivation system was full of flavors in the early stage and exploded in the later stage, Meng Chuan couldn't help but be stunned.

Watching the villain in my heart quickly go through the qi storage period, and then open up the nine natural orifices according to Meng Chuan's deduction.

"After the nine orifices, it is necessary to adjust the self and the outer world, the inner world and the outer world, which are somewhat similar to the small universe of the human body and the outer universe."

Meng Chuan destroyed the villain in his heart. He only deduced it to the point of Jiuqiao, and the exterior scenes at the back are good to say, when it comes to Dharma body, it is not so simple.

Anyway, in the near future, Meng Qi will not talk about the outside scenes, he will be able to get the magic power that directly points to the other side. If the chat group goes on according to the current atmosphere, it should not be a problem to share the magic method.

"For me, the biggest receipts this time are those strong men I saw in the copy of Meng Qi's memory..."

"Also, in the later period of Meng Qi, he was preaching..."

Meng Chuan closed his eyes and began to reminisce about those experiences, with a long rhyme all over his body.

As for what he had to do in Beidou, it was just that the new emperor would sit in Beidou for a while to prevent the Supreme Being from the restricted area from having any bad thoughts.

Meng Chuan cultivated in Beidou, so he was not considered a leader.

During Meng Chuan's retreat, there were countless people who wanted to ask to see the current emperor, but unfortunately no one could find Meng Chuan.

Time flies, even if it is a saint, a random retreat is dozens or hundreds of years.

It took Meng Chuan three hundred years to wake up and turn around this time, and his breath was even stronger.

"I have understood most of the mysteries in the imprint of Tianxin, and I have just become an emperor for four hundred years..."

Meng Chuan's expression is a little subtle. After every great emperor becomes enlightened, the fastest way to progress is to comprehend the imprint of Tianxin, but normal emperors usually need two thousand to three thousand years to fully understand the imprint of Tianxin.

After that, there is a long journey of exploration until the end of life.

"Compared to the method of cultivation that covers the sky, the use of the rules by the law of the first generation is more clever and in-depth."

Meng Chuan was thoughtful. Although there are differences, he cannot judge the difference between superiors and inferiors. The shading method cultivates his own body, and he cultivates the power of domineering. He firmly believes that the power of his own body is invincible. If you can't do it, it's just because you're not strong enough.

Does Dilu have a master? One's own body is strong and strong, and can directly penetrate ten thousand paths,

Overtaking it, he became a Heavenly Emperor-level combat power.

And the law of I is going deeper in the means, playing with the rules, playing with the time, anything can be manipulated, and finally imposed on oneself.

In the end, the two reached the same goal.

"Huh? There's an old friend here?"

Meng Chuan's expression moved slightly, looking at the figure flying slowly from the sky.

"I have seen the emperor!"

This is an old man, already very old, with a wrinkled face and rotten Qi emanating from all over his body. It can be seen that the old man's time is running out.

"You're dying, Lao Zi." Meng Chuan looked at the old man and said.

Lao Zi grinned and said, "To live for more than 6,000 years, and to witness the rise of the current emperor, this life is worth it!"

Meng Chuan was speechless. He was only a thousand years old. He could live at least 10,000 years in this life, and he could live another life with the elixir of immortality.

"I can help you live another life, as long as you speak." Meng Chuan said, without joking.

Lao Zi shook his head, "I have asked you to help many times, but I still want this old face! This kind of undead medicine is exclusive to the ancient emperor, you can keep it for the future!"

Meng Chuan looked at Lao Zi, and at the old sage who was already famous for Beidou before he became a saint.

Lao Zi calmly endured Meng Chuan's gaze and said, "I don't have a few years to live. I guess you won't be able to see me next time you come out of retreat."

"The old man has nothing to worry about in this life. He just has a grandson, and he can't let it go. The old man has also acquired a small power, and my grandson is the master there."

Meng Chuan listened to Lao Zi quietly without interrupting.

"I just want to trouble you. After the old man is gone, if there is an enemy looking for him to save my grandson's life, there is no need to trouble the others."

"If there is no enemy of mine to come to the door, then you can treat me as if I haven't been here today. If my line is up or down, you don't have to intervene, just go with the flow."

Meng Chuan took a serious look at Lao Zi and nodded, "I promise you, your lineage, he will not perish during my two emperors' life."

After listening to Meng Chuan's words, Lao Zi turned around and left, until he flew far away before the voice reached Meng Chuan.

"The emperor is indeed very majestic."

"It's still the cute young man who was drunk and talked nonsense and bumped into the old man. Although he was drunk, he knew that he would help people up immediately. Do you think so? Meng Chuan!"

Meng Chuan looked at the old man who left and did not speak.

It wasn't him that changed, it was his identity. In the world of Zhetian, who would dare to smile with the emperor except for those who were very close?

The time Lao Zi became attached to him, before he became an emperor, although it was quite easy to talk about it, and could be called a friend, but after all, it was not worth the word "Great Emperor".

"I'm only in my first life. Although the older generation has passed away, it's not lonely. Looking around, I'm still the same generation."

Meng Chuan shook his head when he thought of the situation of Ye Fan in later generations when the whole world was silent.

Fortunately, he has sand sculpture friends!

Meng Chuan: Cough, Di Lai, @Meng Qi, kneel down to welcome, understand?