The Great Wild God

(In the past two days, I have to rely on my brothers for monthly tickets, red tickets and so on... Twice a day will not lack...)

Can have a good fight without leaving any extra energy, Chen Xun is full of unspeakable heartiness, and his mastery of the savage soul sword technique is further improved, feeling that his energy and blood will be exhausted, so he closes the sword, his face is slightly Palely stood aside and asked Zongsang: "Uncle, what are the five forces of my long sword?"

Zongsang was afraid of hurting Chen Xun, so he wanted to leave some surplus. In this way, Chen Xun's full-scale offensive would be extremely difficult to deal with easily, and he was sweating profusely when he stopped. He laughed and praised:

"You guys are fine. You said it was the five forces. You said you had a few hundred dollars in attacking me just now?"

He looked at the hoarfrost on the ground again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said,

"I said I was sweating when I was playing with you. Why did it feel colder as I beat you? It turned out to be frosty again?"

"You blind guy, where is the frost falling ten meters apart from your side?" Nan Li saw that Zongsang was fighting with Chen Xun for a long time, but he didn't notice the strangeness of Chen Xun's profound art, and scolded him with a smile.

Zongsang noticed that he was in the frost and the setting sun was shining warmly ten meters away. He took a breath of cold and said, "What kind of profound art are you practicing? Why are you so strange?"

In the Great Lonely Peak, the body was severely injured, and the soul sea body surged with a six-armed troll appearance, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to reshape the injured body, and the extreme cold profound energy was the most majestic.

Su Tang said that he was already a profound cold spirit body, and Soul Sea Shenhua naturally became a profound cold attribute.

When Zongsang competed with Chen Xun, he was not greatly affected. The main reason was that he already had the cultivation base of the 9th-level barbarian martial art, and replaced it with other high-level barbarian martial arts who had just advanced to the seventh level of the blood exchange. In the past, there could never be such ease.

When Chen Xun rushed to the village, he could easily kill two powerful enemies of the mountain and Dong tribe, one wound and one death, showing the power of the profound cold spirit body.

Nan Li thought Chen Xun had regained some memories, and now the practice should be family profound art, so he pulled Zongsang a bit and asked him not to ask more.

Nan Li dispersed the crowd of onlookers again, and asked them to do what they should do. After seeing Chen Xun and Zongsang fighting, he really confirmed that Chen Xun really had the strength of a high-level barbarian.

In addition to integrating Dapeng's Secret Fist into the sword skills, Chen Xun was able to make the air condense the frosty savage evil, and the power was even more amazing.

And Chen Xun’s full use of brutal martial arts is as long as Nan Li has seen, far surpassing other advanced brutal martial artists who have just entered the seventh level of the blood exchange. He secretly feels that the brutal soul he has cultivated is pure, powerful, and practical. There is no difference from the brutal martial arts of the Ninth Floor.

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The secret of Fu Yuan Gong cannot be privately taught to outsiders; since the matter of soul sea alienation and spiritual energy shaping, since they have been hidden for so many years, they have not been told to Grandpa, naturally Chen Xun will not mention it again.

When he sat down in the stone hall, he used the extreme cold profound energy to enter his body and double-tempered some insights into the bones, bones, skin and flesh with the wild soul Shenhua. Chen Xun still unreservedly told Nan Li, Zong Sang, and A Gong Zong Tu and others to know.

These insights are still very superficial, and they are nothing at all in those family sects that have a long heritage, but they are extremely valuable to the black pythons who have declined to this level and have broken the inheritance of most brutal and martial arts.

Both Nanli and Zongsang are already the nine peaks of Barbarian Martial Arts. I don’t know when they will be able to condense the first drop of Xian Barbaric true blood, and they will enter the womb state, but Chen Xun’s insights are still extremely useful to them. .

This means that even if they can't advance to the womb-returning realm, their cultivation base and strength still have room for further improvement, which means that they can break new limits and reach new peaks again.

Chen Xun guessed that most of the barbarians at the Ninth Floor could hardly reach the stage of reincarnation. In fact, the purity of the qi and blood was tempered and the physical strength was far below the level of condensing the original blood.

The so-called peak is far from the peak. Only by using different polar auras for multiple tempering, and constantly tempering the whole body's muscles, bones, skin, flesh, blood, and bone marrow to the new extreme, can it continuously shorten the transition to the fetal state. gap.

Especially after the seventh level of blood exchange and the eighth level of marrow change, the ninth level of blood coagulation no longer has a clear training goal. It may mean that after the ninth level, the more important thing is to constantly break through the existing limits. , Instead of being affected by the so-called peak, fetters the pace of continuous improvement.

Even if the heaven and earth profound breath auras are different in purity, strength and weakness, there are also great differences in cultivation. Chen Xun has been deep in the lake and wasteland for several months, and he has deep feelings about these.

"As Axun said, we have benefited a lot. This may be a way for us to break through our current cultivation level." Nan Li said with emotion. He also unreservedly shared some of the insights of the Barbarian Soul training. Chen Xun listened and hoped that each other could gain something.

Chen Xun said to Grandpa Zongtu: "Grandpa, Wu Mang has also come forth in large numbers, and there have also been Tianbarians who have competed with peerless powers in the Tianyuan realm. Why are their training experiences not handed down to the world?"

Wu Gong Zongtu said with emotion: "In addition to the image of the barbarian martial arts, the most important thing is the barbarian master. The status of the barbarian master is also the highest in the tribe. Because many secret techniques are taught by the barbarian orally by the barbarian. Wen records. This is also a rule handed down from our ancestors..."

Only then did Chen Xun know why Wu Mang had fallen into this way. Although this esoteric method could consolidate the barbarian master's position in the tribe, once the barbarian master was accidentally killed, the barbarian martial arts could easily break the inheritance.

However, there is a lack of effective communication between the masters, each working behind closed doors, and the path of training is usually getting narrower and narrower.

In comparison, although the Yunzhou clan sects are extremely guarded against each other, within the clan and sects, various training experiences and secret methods are recorded in words and handed down. This way, in addition to ensuring continuous inheritance, the inheritance system is also Constant improvement.

Chen Xun took out the silk book "The Remnants of Dao Yun" written by Taoist Qingmu, and handed it to A Gongzong Tu, saying: "Although there are still many incomprehensions in the silk book, I remember it by heart. Python may be more meaningful."

Wugongzong tried to understand the meaning of Chen Xun. Although this silk book is not very profound, it is the first handbook of brutal martial arts practice that has come out of the shackles of the secrets. If the Wu Mang wants to rejuvenate, perhaps this is the right path.

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Chen Xun said that he wanted to integrate the Dapeng Secret Fist into the Jiuyou War Spear, but after thinking hard for a few days, he realized that it was not easy.

The alien phase of Chen Xun’s Soul Sea is transformed by the blood of a six-armed troll. It is more pure and precious than the ancient bloodline that has come out now. The spiritual wisdom and spiritual consciousness that are born are far less than Su Tang’s Liuli mood. , Only have such a high level of comprehension when practicing martial arts.

However, even so, Chen Xun was in front of the Gushan Shizhai and saw more than a thousand barren tribes who called wolves to eat, leaving the stumps and bones all over the ground, and fell into the state of unspeakable grief and silence. At the time of the attack, the spirit of wisdom suddenly appeared, and the fighting instinct possessed by the blood of the six-armed troll was aroused. Only then did he inadvertently integrate the Da Peng's secret fist into the black sheath long sword and use it to fully understand the Dapeng. The profound meaning of secret fist.

The Dapeng Secret Fist is integrated into the sword skills, and it is just a slight change in the spirit of the five powers of the Dapeng Secret Fist above the soul sea. From the fist position to the sword position, this is already extremely difficult for others. .

The Nine Nether War Spear itself evolved from the Barbarian Soul Fighting Martial Art "Ni Lin", which was passed down for thousands of years. If the two Barbarian Soul Martial Arts were to merge with each other, the difficulty would be increased a hundred times or more.

The mind gives birth to all aspects, all laws and one mind.

Chen Xun knew that in theory, the two savage souls and martial arts could merge, but he could never do it himself.

Even if he can integrate the five powers of the Dapeng Secret Fist into the spear technique, but Ni Lin is still two completely different types of brutal soul warfare; when casting, the soul sea needs to visualize different brutal soul phases to switch, and fight against the enemy. Lost heartily, the power is greatly weakened.

Chen Xun was already a body of profound cold at this time. This was an extremely precious spirit body for real qi refining cultivation, but Su Tang was not clear about whether Wu Xiu was good or bad.

After the beginning of the spring, the ice and snow melted, and the extreme cold and profound energy between the world and the earth disappeared without a trace. Chen Xun was not busy practicing the Fu Yuan Gong taught by Su Tang.

In the next ten days, Chen Xun carefully painted the hundreds of medicinal herbs that Su Tang had learned to identify on this trip to the lake and wasteland.

Some herbs are unique in the Huze Wasteland, and some herbs also grow in Mangyaling; after the spring of Su Clan, the commercial road from Canglan City to Mangyaling Beishan will be opened, and there will be a steady stream of merchants coming down from Canglan City.

Even if these medicinal herbs cannot be refined in the stockade, they can still follow the caravan from Canglan City to exchange some scarce properties.

In addition, Chen Xun was in the stockade mainly to practice the Dragon Binding Technique.

Although Chen Xun could only use the first-level formulas for binding the dragon tactics, he also had the foundation to cultivate spiritual consciousness.

Don't look at Chen Xun's keen sense at this time, even being able to sense the faint aura hundreds of meters away, but judging by the standards of the fetal state, his spiritual consciousness is still as thin as a hairspring, and he has not yet been able to cast spells.

But for Chen Xun at this time, the Dragon Binding Art combined with archery had the mystery of arrowlessness, which was enough for him to spend a lot of effort to practice.

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Chen Xun returned from looking for medicine in the deep mountains of Mangyaling one day and saw many people in the stockade. He thought that the people from the Su clan who had selected the children of the tribe to enter the Canglan Academy had finally arrived at the northern mountain of Mangyaling. Into the stockade.

Chen Xun walked into the stone hall, but saw Gu Jianfeng, the son of the ancient protector, sitting in it with a few barbarians from the Black Mountain Ministry.

"Axun, Jianfeng is here on behalf of the Black Mountain Ministry. First, I want to thank you for your life-saving, and second, I want to send a gift and shake hands with my black python..." Wu Gong Zongtu was holding the broken bone in his hand. Stick, smiled and waved, let Chen Xun sit down.

No one came from Canglan, but Chen Xun was also overjoyed when he heard the news. The tribe had killed for many years. It was not easy to let go of their hatred and shake hands to make peace. This will give the crow a chance to rest and rest.

At this time, Wumang had fewer than 1,000 people. Except for Zongtu, Zongsang, and Nanli, no one was promoted to the upper-level barbaric martial arts. It was difficult to establish a foothold in the northern mountain of Mangyaling, even if it was three to five years of rest and recuperation. The opportunity for Wu Mang is of little significance.

Although Gu Jianfeng was only sixteen years old, he helped his Abba Gu's guardian to look at the affairs of the clan since he was a child, and his childishness had long been washed away, and he appeared shrewd and capable.

Gu Hu may still have a trace of guard against Wu Mang, so it is suitable for his son Gu Jianfeng to come to Wu Mang.

Gu Jianfeng’s slightly thin face is like a knife, his eyes are piercing, and his muscles are full of strength. He stands up like a mountain, not even shorter than Zongsang. Nan Li, Zong Sang and the others were sitting together, their momentum was not a little weak, and their mood was actually stronger than the sixth level of brutal martial arts he had at this time.

It may be only two or three years before the fire, Gu Jianfeng will be able to advance to the seventh level of the replacement blood, and become a true upper-level barbaric.

Speaking of it, Zong Ya and Zong Ling's qualifications may not be stronger than Gu Jianfeng.

Seeing Gu Jianfeng standing up to salute, Chen Xun rubbed his hands and said with a smile:

"I shot Brother Gu a few arrows that day in front of the village. Brother Gu didn't take any surprises. Instead, I was embarrassed to mention the effort he had done before."

"A Xunzhai kindly left Jianfeng a life, how could Jianfeng not understand?"

Gu Jianfeng respectfully said that when Yemaxi was in distress, he was still in shock and never looked at Chen Xun carefully. At this time, he saw Chen Xun's childish face. He was indeed two or three years younger than him, but he was standing beside him. In the past, there is a kind of tolerance that is difficult to see the depths of the mountains.

Gu Jianfeng didn’t know the details of why Wu Mang would let Black Mountain a horse, but he guessed that the boy in front of him must have played a role. He was still grateful, and then said,

"My Abba was going to come here in person to apologize to the black python, but recently a scaly eagle rushed to build a nest on the Black Rock Peak. Abba did not dare to leave the village easily, so he asked me to come and apologize to the black python on behalf of Black Mountain. Bu Noomi and the past hatred..."