Is there a higher existence above the Supreme Shenxuan? !
If it is based on the theory of internal strength cultivation, the answer to this question is already certain, there must be a higher level of existence! But this is another world after all. Although internal strength and profound energy cultivation seem to be on the same path, the results may not be the same, so the conclusion should not be drawn too early. Maybe this world is different, and the Supreme Shenxuan is really capped. possible!
Of course, based on Jun Xie's current level of understanding of profound energy, it is still inconclusive.
What's more, after Jun Xie went through the previous washing of the meridians and cutting the marrow, all the meridians in the whole body have been completely unblocked, and he has reached the state of congenital masters who have all the meridians. Can't get enough! But the real strength is far away. After all, it only took a short month to come to this world, and being able to reach the current physical strength from a useless body is already an incredible speed!
This is also the wonder of the Heaven Opening Art. If it is replaced by ordinary exercises, it will take only a month, and it may be difficult to get started. However, the Linglong Hongjun Pagoda, combined with the Sky Opening Art, can open all the meridians in one fell swoop, which is equivalent to opening up countless bottomless treasure houses for Jun Xie at once, waiting for Jun Xie to fill them up one by one.
Considering Jun Xie's current strength, if it was a real life-and-death fight, I believe it would be very difficult for ordinary silver-grade profound practitioners to defeat him. If it is an assassination, it is naturally even more different. After all, this is Jun Xie's job.
But the mastery of the meridians gave Jun Xie a very strange ability. If he deliberately imitated, as long as he was given the corresponding formula for the cultivation of profound energy, he could imitate the extreme form of this technique at any time. Of course, it's just a form, and there is absolutely no corresponding power.
Thinking of this, Jun Xie couldn't help but smile: It seems that there is another way to pretend...
The next day, Jun Xie appeared on the training ground again in good spirits, which surprised everyone again! Even the strong bodies of these guards couldn't stand the training yesterday, and there are still many places on their bodies that are terribly sore. And this son actually arrived at the playground earlier than them!
After yesterday's training, almost everyone had a new perception of their third young master, even a sense of admiration, but almost everyone also believed that the third young master might not be able to come tomorrow, let alone If he doesn't have the heart, even his small body will definitely not be able to bear it!
But seeing Jun Xie's upright body and sharp sword-like eyes today, everyone had an illusion in their hearts: Is this still that dude who is just waiting to die? ! How did he get up? !
Jun Wuyi came to the playground early in the morning, sat in a wheelchair, and looked at this side carefully. The appearance of Jun Xie was within his expectation, but it could also be said that he was beyond his expectation. He is very clear about the situation after Jun Xie's training yesterday. It is indeed very serious. With Jun Xie's original physical fitness, he may not be able to bear it, so even if Jun Xie does not show up today, it is understandable. Even if Xie appeared, he would be very tired and even very embarrassed. Yesterday's training, even when he was in good health, might not be easy to complete. The group of big men in front of them is much stronger!
Could it be that the amount of training yesterday was not as heavy as I imagined? !
After another day of high-intensity training, the guards were even more surprised to find that Jun Xie's speed today has increased a lot compared to yesterday's, and although his steps are still a little sloppy, they are no longer wobbly , at least much more presentable than yesterday.
The surprise wasn't over yet, and in the next few days of training, Jun Xie had completely caught up with the progress of the guards, and even managed to win by a notch! This fact made a group of guards red-eyed: They have never seen such a rapid increase in strength, let alone seen it, they have never heard of it! But the case of the young master is right in front of his eyes, turning the so-called myth into a living reality! The young master is so tender and tender, but we are rough and thick, why can't we do it
This question once again set off an upsurge in military training! Everyone's thirst for strength made the training suddenly enter a feverish level! Almost everyone had red eyes and gritted their teeth, training desperately like a beast...
They still don't know that on the basis of their training, Jun Xie still has eight heavy sandbags hanging on his body; and every morning, he has to give himself a special training before coming back here to train with everyone! And Jun Xie has added a few more things to his training in the past few days: climbing high, grasping rocks, kicking flat, arm opening, disappearing...
Jun Xie carefully divides the twelve hours of the day, basically every minute will not be wasted.
Mr. Jun found out about the news on the third day. He secretly watched it once during training. The old man was pleased that his grandson was motivated, but he was also worried that his grandson would practice too frequently. , but after watching that time, he didn't even show his face, and just left so quietly, but the housekeeper, Lao Pang, could clearly feel that the old man was very happy, very happy!
Even when no one was around, Mr. Jun even hummed a few ditties in the study, and for the first time ever got drunk, completely drunk, but his face was full of joy; then he staggered to the dead wife In front of the memorial tablet, he murmured something for a whole night. He walked out the next day with a smile on his face, but a few old tears in the corners of his eyes...
The day before the Golden Autumn Festival, Tianxiang City has already started to be lively. Everyone is brightly dressed and decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere. The wanderers from afar returned home one after another, how could the annual reunion festival not be lively.
At noon, on the top floor of Zuixian Tower.
The guards sat around and occupied two tables. Another table was set up between them, and there were only two people in the seats, it was Jun Xie and Tang Yuan.
Sitting opposite Jun Xie, Tang Yuan sighed and frowned. In the past few days, Fatty Tang has suffered a lot. Mr. Tang Wanli almost squeezed half of the fat from his grandson Huoju's body. First of all, the feet are forbidden, and you are not allowed to step out of the house. Then, as soon as the old man thinks about the theft of the Xuandan, he will immediately call Tang Yuan over, and he will hop his feet and yell at the fat man. A few slaps to relieve his anger, and then tell him to leave, this kind of hospitality is more frequent than three meals a day, it is almost as soon as he thinks of it, he will entertain him whenever he thinks of it.
Fatty Tang had already lost face, and almost lost his future wife; his father-in-law scolded him bloody, and his fiancée washed her face with tears and threatened her with death. My girl, today is a little bit close, I don’t know if I really lost that day, what should I do...
When the father saw him, he slapped him, and then he looked for sticks everywhere; the mother wanted to pull the father but didn't dare to do so, frowning, she didn't relax, and every time the younger brothers met, they first asked: "Boss, When will I go to the Qianjin Hall again, let the younger brothers also go to admire the demeanor of the boss..." Then there was a burst of joyful laughter...
The most uncomfortable thing is that the old man reprimanded N times a day, and every time he had to kneel on the abacus. For this, he made a special abacus. Why? Nonsense, as far as Fatty Tang's weight is concerned, the abacus of other textures can't collapse at the first knee, doesn't the abacus cost money? Even if it is an iron abacus, after this period of time, it is a bit bent...