This character of Wu Ling was perfectly inherited. On the road of cultivation, Wu Ling did not want to stop for a moment. Only a few hours ago, he was defeated by Feng Yinglin, and defeated in the most unsightly way. Although the physical pain was not there, the unwillingness in his heart was like Mount Tai.
How can a dignified Wudang man allow Xiaoxiao from another world to be insulted? Although Wu Ling seemed calm and calm at the time, she suffocated in her heart. For more than ten years, Wu Ling has not been defeated, but she was so completely defeated in the first battle when she came to another world. Fengyinglin is the eternal pain in his heart!
With the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, Wu Ling consciously has more to rely on. He doesn't care much about physical injuries, but the three layers of qi and bone, which have become his dreams. Wudang is famous all over the world for its internal strength, and Wudang moves without the support of internal strength will only become a deceitful display. At this time, Wu Ling's desire for internal strength was greater than ever before. In order to obtain internal strength, that is to say, the Qi Qi of this life, Wu Ling must go through three stages: meat-refining, bone-changing one level, and bone-changing two levels.
It's easy to say, but difficult to do. Wu Ling has been stagnant in the skin-refining stage for more than ten years, and Wu Yu has also stayed at the bone-changing layer for more than ten years. The difficulties can be imagined. However, Wu Ling always believed that there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb!
With a firm expression on his face, Wu Ling swept left and right. Seeing that there was no one inside or outside, he simply took off his shirt, bare-faced, jumped between the plum blossom piles, and punched heavily.
The breeze blew, and there was a muffled sound of physical collision. Wu Ling gritted his teeth, cold sweat ran across his brows, and cyan bruises on his white back. The teeth were staggered, making people feel distressed, but Wu Ling never groaned.
There are only nine plum blossom piles, but there are many secrets inside. These nine wooden stakes are not randomly placed, but the warriors of the previous life used the five elements and gossip to deduced a set of the most bizarre directions. They moved the whole body and made the people in them overwhelmed.
Wu Ling stayed inside for a long time, and only after he was familiar with the trend of the plum blossom pile could he barely support it for a while. If people who don't know the truth enter it, they will inevitably be embarrassed like Wu Yun a few days ago. That's the case, Wu Ling couldn't stay in it for too long.
Suddenly, a wooden pile shot in the air fiercely, and finally, like a long whip, it slammed and hit Wu Ling's back heavily, leaving a wide and long blood-red mark.
There was a violent tremor in his body, Wu Ling took a deep breath, feeling that his whole body was thrown into the icy abyss, and the only pain left on his back was numb. This pain pierced the lungs, Wu Ling's figure stopped abruptly in the plum blossom pile, and almost fell to the ground unable to hold her body. After the severe pain, Wu Ling carefully felt the changes in skin and flesh, but it was still not strong enough! Once again decisively flashed into the plum blossom pile, feeling the pain of being hit by the wooden pile again and again.
This skin bag needs to go through a lot of tempering before it is possible to produce qi in a short period of time. Fengyinglin, half a year later, in the martial arts competition, I will make a shame for Yixue today!
About two hours later, Wu Ling finally couldn't hold on, and returned to the room covered with scars.
His whole body was scarred, and Wu Ling, who could not bear the pain for a long time, was neither sitting nor lying down. He held the wall with one hand, and just stood there and took out the Zhenwu Universe Mirror.
The cold white mist immediately covered his whole body, and Wu Ling took a deep breath in comfort. With a soft "um" sound, Wu Ling closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying this ecstatic feeling.
After standing like this for a quarter of an hour, Wu Ling felt that the pain gradually eased, and resolutely pushed open the door, returned to the plum blossom pile, and accepted a new round of hard work.
This time, unconsciously, it was late at night. Wu Ling limped back to the room, took out the Zhenwu Universe Mirror to repair his body, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: In this way, he will be able to break through to the realm of meat refinement if he cultivates for ten and a half days!
Moonlight, flustered, it's a good time to kill and make money.
The two gray figures blended perfectly with the night, a few vertical jumps on the roof of the Wufu House, and a few "swishes" leaped to the roof of a house in the south of the Wufu. These two easily escaped the night patrol personnel of the Wufu Palace, which shows that the cultivation base is not low.
The two winked at each other. One of them curled up on the roof, looked around, gave the other a safe gesture, quietly uncovered a brick, and squinted into the house.
On a big bed in the room, Wu Ling licked her upper body, red and purple scars were still faintly visible, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, she was sleeping sweetly, as if she hadn't noticed the danger that was about to happen.
The gray-clothed man on the roof had a coldness in his eyes, with a contemptuous twist at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his right hand in a gesture of wiping his neck. When the other person saw this, he made two "puff puffs" and flipped two somersaults in the air, with the soles of his feet hanging on the eaves, his whole body stood upside down in the air, his fingers lightly stabbed on the window paper, and he glanced inwardly. This is entirely out of the killer's instinct, and you must figure out the status of the target before you act.
His look is not trivial! However, the whole window was opened completely with a "creak", and then, a face with a wicked smile came straight over. Rao is this assassin who has killed countless people and has experienced countless emergencies, so he couldn't help but be taken aback and froze on the spot!
Wu Ling hid his palms under his armpits, and said with a relaxed expression: "Friend, how is the air below?"
The grey-clothed man opened his mouth and said, "Yes, good." After saying a few good things, he came back to his senses. With a sound of "Ah", the soles of their feet were struggling, and they fell straight down. Fortunately, this person has extraordinary skills, turning his head in the air, like a goose feather, falling to the ground lightly, without the slightest sound.
Wu Ling's eyebrows were greatly admired, although the killer's head was a little blunt, but his skills were extraordinary. At this moment, Wu Ling smiled and slammed a punch. This punch was unusually strong, and a dragon roars and tigers roared, and a cold wind hit the gray-clothed man's face.
The man in gray was secretly lucky that he didn't fall a headed spring onion just now, but he didn't expect Wu Ling's punch to come so quickly, this man was stunned again when he shouldn't have been stunned.
The gray-clothed man on the roof hurriedly shouted, "Chen Hao, be careful!"
This scream awakened the dreamer! Chen Hao saw the punch coming fiercely, and quickly backed away. Although this retreat was embarrassing, all the strength of the whole body was concentrated on the front chest, and under the advocacy of the qi, the coat and underwear bulged outwards, forming two delicate protective layers. The most amazing thing is that Wu Ling's punch seemed to hit Chen Hao's chest hard, but as soon as he touched the coat, Chen Hao's coat swelled and lost a lot of strength. Then he went to the underwear and eliminated another one. Floor.
Therefore, the strength of the punch that Chen Hao received was only less than one-third of the original strength. When the punch hit Chen Hao, it was already at the end of the force, and it was not enough.