"call!"
The corners of Zhao Gou's eyes twitched, and he felt a burst of fresh air rushing straight to the sky. In a trance, the Great Master's natural moat was loosened.
Both Yu Bai and Shen Tuxu are like this.
The weather is myriad, the scenery is meandering, and the eyes are open.
Feeling for a long time.
Zhao Goucai breathed a sigh of relief, and exclaimed: "When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and when the poem completes, ghosts and gods weep."
"The posture of heaven and man!"
Yu Bai, a master of martial arts with a dignified appearance and few words, nodded his head and summed it up concisely.
"Don't dare! I just stood on the shoulders of my predecessors."
Wave your hands.
Hearing some compliments, I felt a little embarrassed instead.
"You can become the honorary lecturer of Daxia Academy, it is an honor for the Academy!"
Pass a jade tablet to Jiang Zirou.
Zhao Gou looked serious and said solemnly.
"Then thank you senior."
The tentacles of the jade brand are warm and the texture is excellent. On the front there is a Chinese character for summer, and on the back there are dragon and phoenix cloud patterns, which is of high ornamental value.
Say goodbye to the two seniors.
Take the imperial carriage of the palace, accompanied by the setting sun, and return to the palace amidst the tick-tock of horseshoes.
…
Leave what happened in the Daxia Academy Palace aside for now.
I happily ate dinner in the imperial dining room.
Hot bird's nest stewed in rock sugar, a serving of fried cabbage, the staple food is bamboo rolls.
Probably because of Jiang Heng's arrangement, the food in recent years has been really good. Sometimes when I go back at night, I want to have some supper in the imperial dining room to taste.
After dinner, go back to the Sutra Pavilion.
Find a clean table, prepare pen and ink, and write down the books you read during the day, what happened, and some of your own thoughts and feelings.
Practicing spiritual thoughts in the realm of a great master.
The memory is excellent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a photographic memory.
She writes and draws on paper, not because she is afraid of forgetting these important things as time goes by, but to review what happened during the day.
See if there are any details that you may have missed.
When the moon was on the treetops, Jiang Zirou sorted out what happened that day.
Ready to go home and rest.
But he saw Jiang Cheng, a young eunuch dressed in gray and not hiding his handsome appearance, standing in front of him.
"What's wrong?"
Putting down the pen and paper, he asked with a smile.
"It's nothing... Your Highness, your sleeve is torn."
"Yeah?"
Bow your head a little.
Sure enough, there was a tiny scratch on it.
"It's a pity. The clothes that have just been made can still be worn when they are delivered to the Ministry of Internal Affairs tomorrow and sent to mend them."
Without thinking too much, he got up and cleaned up the things on the table.
Wave goodbye to Jiang Cheng.
…
"System! Sign in!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you got the Taizu Punching Fist!"
"Hey, it's been a long time since I saw martial arts moves..."
Walking leisurely in the moonlight, while comprehending Taizu Chongquan.
Taizu punching boxing is a secret technique passed down by Jiang Taizu, a fierce and unparalleled boxing technique. If it is used together with the bright and stalwart Taiwu Avatar, the power displayed must not be underestimated.
"This boxing technique is much more mysterious than I imagined. Most of it is the boxing technique established and summed up by Jiang Taizu after he became a saint. Although it is simple, it contains a lot of true meaning of martial arts."
Jiang Zirou is talented and intelligent.
Her own realm is not low, a boxing technique, although not weak, but when she returns to her room.
I have almost realized it.
With a thought, I came to an open area.
The huge energy all over his body flows through the meridians like a river, and then gathers his left hand and punches out.
"Boom!"
The dull voice echoed in the mountains.
The vast fist wind swept across the mountain, and the whole mountain was shaking, like an earthquake, or like a hurricane blowing past, pushing down the ancient trees, and all the beasts panicked, waking up from their sleep one after another.
"I only used three parts of my strength for this punch. What would happen if I used ten percent of my strength? What would happen if I used all my strength under the blessing of Taiwu's real body?"
My heart is wide open.
Only then did the girl realize that before she knew it, she had already left the realm of mortals.
…
Time passes by, time flies by.
Another month passed.
In the past few days, Jiang Zirou had left early and returned late, and spent most of her time reading classics in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the Daxia Academy Palace.
The first thing I read was Jiang Taizu's daily life record.
Then read some great masters' practice insights, as well as the martial arts methods scattered in the Sutra Pavilion.
In the end, take your time and take it easy.
As long as it is what you like, you will take it and read it.
The harvest is not small.
A few days ago, Jiang Zirou vaguely felt that his divine sense had increased again, and the Lingtai was clear, and he saw a layer of barriers flashing away in the mist.
The natural moat of martial arts in the realm of saints.
In addition to relying on preaching to teach karma and accumulating merit, another simple and unpretentious path also appeared at Jiang Zirou's feet.
Rely on your own accumulation.
Spiritual thoughts, physical body, and internal strength.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and to a certain extent, when the water bottle is cracked, one can naturally be promoted to the realm of martial arts saints.
only.
The second method is compared with the first method.
Undoubtedly, it is much more dangerous, and it requires more effort. It is extremely difficult, and people with poorer qualifications will have difficulty breaking through this barrier in half their lives.
However, Jiang Zirou's own understanding is excellent.
Coupled with system assistance.
Except for the fact that the time is somewhat difficult to determine, it is a certainty for her to step down this chasm.
Did not relax his practice.
After a few days.
Sitting cross-legged in a secret room in the Sutra Pavilion of the Daxia Palace, sitting cross-legged on a futon, practicing the mental method recorded in the ancient scriptures of the early days, a green lotus circled the chaotic galaxy, slowly rotating three inches above Jiang Zirou's head, absorbing the vast spiritual energy , into the body.
a long time.
The magnificent pupils opened, and a bloody thunder suddenly burst out in the void.
Accompanied by the dull sound of thunder.
The hard marble floor cracked inch by inch, and fine dust fell from the surrounding walls.
Did not use the physical body and internal force.
This is caused by the pure release of spiritual thoughts, but invisible spiritual thoughts can cause huge damage. In the practice of spiritual thoughts, Jiang Zirou has reached an extremely terrifying state.
Just rely on a thought.
Ordinary martial arts masters would be killed by Jiang Zirou's terrifying divine sense without even a chance to react.
Irresistible, irreversible.
"Study hard for more than a month, sum up the method of practice from the clues, don't forget that I spent so much time looking for the traces left by Jiang Taizu, the harvest is really not small..."
Shaking his head, his long black hair spread out, and a smile appeared on his face.
He took out the sapphire ring left by the old man and put it in his hand to play with.
"It's time to take a look in the magic cave!"
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Ask for a recommendation ticket, my brain hurts