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Qin Qian spread his hands and said, "As you know, I am the same as my father."
Qin Shuang pondered for a moment and said: "Show me that skill book. Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it."
To be honest, she was very curious about the 'Po Jun' technique. She wanted to know what kind of technique would cause a warrior to stagnate after he reaches the stage of introducing Qi into the body. Just because Qin Wudi can't figure it out, doesn't mean that she, Qin Shuang, can't figure it out. You have to know that she was once the peak Martial God. I have seen countless exercises.
"What's the inconvenience?" Qin Qian took out a booklet from his arms and threw it to Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang took the booklet, looked down and saw two big words written on it.
Breaking the military.
I slowly flipped through the first page, thinking while flipping through it. It took me half an hour to close the technique, then closed my eyes and started to deduce it carefully. She didn't know that Qin Qian was looking at her expectantly at this moment. At this time, after He Qinshuang talked about it, he had sobered up a lot. Suddenly I remembered that Qin Shuang understood the Dacheng realm after just watching Ouyang Qing's Shadowless Sword practice once. This shows that Qin Shuang's comprehension is amazing. Maybe Qin Shuang can really see something from this skill.
About half an hour later, Qin Shuang opened his eyes, turned his head and looked around. He was startled, and hurriedly moved his upper body back and said:
"Why are you so close to me?"
Qin Qian's expression was filled with expectation and nervousness: "Shuang'er, do you see anything? Can you help me?"
Qin Shuang looked a little uncertain and asked, "Have you ever tried to attack the pulse-opening stage?"
"Yeah!" Qin Qian nodded and said with a look of pain on his face: "I have tried many times, and I tried once just yesterday. The process was excruciating, but I still can't open a meridian."
"But the spiritual power is not restrained and collides randomly in the meridians. Can't it form a force to impact the meridians?"
"Yes! Yes!" Qin Qian nodded repeatedly, the look of anticipation in his eyes getting stronger.
Qin Shuang fell into deep thought, and Qin Qian held his breath and looked at Qin Shuang expectantly.
"According to my deduction, the first level of the 'Po Jun' book is the channel-opening stage. Warriors who practice the 'Po Jun' technique have tempered their bodies into a battlefield in their previous training. , presumably your physical strength and power also exceed your own cultivation level, right?"
"Yes!" Qin Qian's eyes lit up: "Shuang'er, have you found a way?"
"Since you have tempered your body into a battlefield, then those spiritual particles are soldiers. A group of disordered soldiers can only defeat the battle. Naturally, it is impossible for a group of disordered spiritual forces to condense into a rope and break through. Meridians. So, what you have to do is to become the commander of these soldiers, and organize those spiritual powers like a soldier, and you will naturally be able to open up the meridians. According to my speculation, if you can really do this, The weapons formed by those spiritual powers will be more effective in opening up the meridians than the spiritual powers cultivated by ordinary warriors, and their power will also be sharper."
Qin Qian fell into deep thought and asked after a few breaths: "Don't ordinary warriors need to twist their spiritual power into a rope?"
"It's different!" Qin Shuang shook his head and said: "They did not temper their bodies into a battlefield before the channeling period, so their spiritual power in the body will not be as restless as in your body, and will be relatively gentle, so they do not need To control spiritual power, you only need guidance, and the spiritual power will follow his guidance and circulate in the meridians. But you are different. To put it more simply, the spiritual power in ordinary people's bodies is equivalent to ordinary people, very gentle. As long as you guide them , they will follow the direction. But the spiritual power in your body is like a soldier, much more unruly. This requires you to command them first, otherwise it will be chaos, causing harm to your body, and there will be no harm to your body. I want to open up the meridians.”
"How can we do it?"
"Battlefields, wars, if you want to control the spiritual power in your body, you must understand the secret of breaking the army. Only by understanding the secret of breaking the army can you control the spiritual power of breaking the army."
"Teng!" Qin Qian suddenly stood up and said, "I will join the army tomorrow."
Qin Shuang shook his head and said: "There is no war on the border now, what will you understand if you go there? And... I feel that since this 'Pojun' is a prefecture-level skill, I am afraid that this conflict between our kingdom and the kingdom will Such small conflicts will not help you much. It may take you ten or even decades to understand the secret of breaking an army. There are only wars between large kingdoms, preferably between two empires. The war will be helpful to you. Maybe just by experiencing it once, you will suddenly have an epiphany... "
At this point, Qin Shuang suddenly fell silent. Qin Qian also stood there blankly, with disappointment in his eyes.
yes!
Where can one find the war between two great empires today
"Maybe I can help you!"
Qin Shuang suddenly said leisurely, his eyes flashing with light. Qin Qian's body trembled, and he suddenly turned around, stretched out his hands to grab Qin Shuang's shoulders, and said urgently:
"Shuang'er, help me."
"Qin Qian, I remember that at the Confucian Academy celebration, I drew a spirit pattern painting of the Battle of the Bloody Plains, and later gave it to your grandfather..."
Qin Qian's expression changed: "You said that painting can help me?"
"Yes!" Qin Shuang smiled and nodded: "That was the most brutal war between the two empires. My painting perfectly showed that war. With the realistic effect of the spirit pattern painting, it will definitely be Let you understand something.
By the way, your grandfather took that painting home and didn’t show it to you? Don't you understand? "
Qin Qian's expression was blank for a moment, and then he became depressed.
"What's wrong?" Qin Shuang asked worriedly: "Is my deduction wrong? Didn't you understand the spirit pattern painting of the Battle of Bloody Plains? That means my deduction was wrong..."
Qin Shuang couldn't help but frowned tightly. Just as he was about to push "Po Jun" aside again, he heard Qin Qian's voice:
"No! Grandpa didn't get the painting back at all. On his way back to the capital from Lucheng, he met an old friend. This man used to be someone my grandfather knew in the capital. Now he has reached the realm of the Martial God. He After experiencing the Battle of the Blood Plains, he happened to travel around and came to the Crescent Moon Kingdom, so the painting was begged by the Martial God. When my father came back, he still had a look of regret on his face."
"That's good!" Qin Shuang couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard that the spirit pattern painting of the Bloody Plains Battle was useless. But when Qin Qian heard this, he said anxiously:
"It's great! No, I have to go to Grandpa and ask him to go to the Imperial Capital to get the painting back."
After saying that, he stood up and hurriedly walked outside. Seeing Qin Qian almost reaching the entrance of the courtyard, Qin Shuang said leisurely:
"You're stupid! The author of that painting is sitting here..."
Qin Qian seemed to be frozen for an instant. He stayed there with one foot still raised in the air. Then he spun around and rushed to Qin Shuang in two steps. He rubbed his two big hands in front of him and his face turned red. Turning red, Qin Shuang looked at him with a smile, wanting to see how he would speak, but saw Qin Qian's face gradually becoming serious, no longer expecting, and even said dullly:
"Shuang'er, help me!"
The smile on Qin Shuang's face also faded and became serious. She knew that Qin Qian's expression was proof of his expectations, and he might have made some kind of decision in his heart. The atmosphere between the two of them had become serious and solemn, but Qin Shuang didn't want Qin Qian to be burdened with too many things and be too grateful to herself because of this incident. She also had her moments of decadence, so she understood this mood very well, so she smiled, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"Qin Qian, of course I will help you. We are both trash. If I don't help you, who will I help? trash helps trash! One day, our trash duo will blind the eyes of the world."
Qin Qian's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, one day, our useless duo will stand at the pinnacle of martial arts and trample all geniuses under our feet."
Qin Shuang stood up from the steps and said while thinking about walking inside the house: "It's agreed, in the useless duo, I will be the boss and you will be the second child."
"Why?" Qin Qian followed and said, "I'm older than you, and I'm your cousin. Naturally, I'm the big loser, and you are the second loser."
Qin Shuang suddenly paused, looking back at Qin Qian, Qin Qian also looked at Qin Shuang, and then the two of them laughed loudly.
"Hahaha… "
Qin Shuang came to the room and said to Qin Qian: "Take out the dining table and I'll get the tools."
"Okay!"
After a while, Qin Shuang came out with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Qin Qian had already cleared the big dining table. Qin Shuang spread the spirit pattern paper on the table, then mixed the cinnabar, and finally picked up the spirit pattern paper. Qin Qian stood aside and did not dare to move. He even breathed very lightly, watching Qin Shuang's spirit pattern pen draw rapidly on the paper...
It took more than an hour before Qin Shuang put down the spirit pattern pen and looked at his painting, Qin's eyes showed satisfaction. She found that after becoming a third-level spiritual pattern master, her control over spiritual pattern paintings had become even better. Looking back at Qin Qian, he said:
"Are you sober?"
"wait!"
Qin Qian also knew that the first realization was the most important, but he didn't want to delay the time, so he ran towards the yard, picked up the bucket and threw it into the well. When he got a bucket of well water, Doutou fell down.
"Wow..."
Qin Qian was soaked all over, but he was completely awake. Then he strode to Qin Shuang's side and said:
"Shuang'er, I'm ready."
Qin Shuang nodded, and then injected the power of his soul. The villa disappeared, and an endless battlefield appeared. The sky became dim, the earth became blood red, and the plain that spread thousands of miles became a huge meat grinder...
Qin Qian's decadent look disappeared, and the clothes on his body moved without any wind. His eyes revealed a sharp light, and his hands were clasped together tightly. The fingers of both hands were turning white due to excessive exertion. His whole person exuded a high-spirited spirit. Fighting spirit. His face was full of fierceness, and his eyes showed his desire for battle.
The battle in the painting became more and more fierce. The horn of charge kept blowing. No one gave up or escaped on the entire battlefield. Everyone was charging towards each other, and their unyielding will vibrated in the space.
High-level warriors appeared in the sky. They flew through the sky like clouds covering the sky. They charged towards the opponent with an indomitable momentum. There were violent roars and fierce fighting. From time to time, corpses fell from the sky...
The sky is covered with arrows like rain, the sound of sharp arrows entering flesh, screams, and unyielding roars...
Under the command of the flag, armies are thrown into the battle in an orderly manner. In such a large-scale war, the individual strength is small, but when the small forces gather together in an orderly manner, , then burst out with huge power.
At this moment, a seed seemed to have taken root and sprouted in Qin Qian's heart...
Qin Qian has been immersed in the battle of the Bloody Plains, and Qin Shuang has been sending soul power into the spirit pattern paintings. To maintain such a magnificent battle, the demand for soul power is huge. When an hour passed, Qin Shuang's face had turned slightly pale. Even the soul power of her peak Martial God was a bit too much, so At this time, Qin Qian suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, and his body instantly exuded a cold and murderous aura. This aura formed a vortex and enveloped Qin Qian inside, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth began to move crazily towards Qin Qian's body. Gather…
Qin Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, stopped the power of transporting souls, then sat on the ground and began to exercise and adjust his breath. An hour later, Qin Shuang fully recovered. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Qian still sitting on the floor. Qin Shuang's eyes lit up because she felt from the breath emanating from Qin Qian that Qin Qian had now broken through to the level of normal. Pulse stage, but I don’t know how many meridians he has opened.
The meridians are divided into nine levels. There are 108 meridians in the human body. Every time twelve meridians are opened, one level will jump up. When the first meridian is opened, it will enter the first level of the meridians. When there are thirteen meridians, it enters the second level of the meridians opening stage, and so on.
Qin Shuang looked at the sky and saw that it was already midnight, so he got up and came to the yard and began to practice the Jade Forging Technique. Now Qin Shuang can do the Jade Forging Technique five times in a row.
Stand in the yard, concentrate, and then start doing every action.
Once, twice, three times, four times, five times...
When she finished five times, Qin Shuang found that she still had some energy left this time, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
"Finally there is progress again!"
Qin Shuang immediately started to do it for the sixth time without hesitation. When she completed the sixteen movements, she felt that she was exhausted, her whole body was soaked with sweat, and the sweat on her face was like a stream. His face became extremely pale, all the muscles in his body were trembling, his tendons were twitching, his joints were cracking, and an unspeakable pain shot through his whole body.
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I'm going out and won't be able to come back until about the end of the month. The time every day will be very tight, so starting from today, I will combine two chapters into one chapter every day. There is no time to organize the book review area. When I come back, I will refine the book review area.
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(End of chapter)