Heavenly God Mnemonic

After Yang Qingxuan returned to the academy, he immediately went to Shenyinshan Yinglongtan.

As soon as he arrived near the lake, a strong wind came.

This strong wind is not unfamiliar, with Lu Jiangpeng's breath, he knew that Lu Jiangpeng was testing him.

The snake shape in Xingyiquan was displayed, and he greeted him with a "swish" sound. But when he was about to collide, he was like a loach, making Lu Jiangpeng rush into the air when he turned flexibly.

"what?!"

Lu Jiangpeng's surprised voice came. It was obvious that Yang Qingxuan's moves were beyond his expectation, but immediately after a cold snort, he saw a flash of light, and his figure appeared on a large rock, raising his hand to cover it with a palm!

There was a sharp whistling sound between the five fingers, and the palm wind emptied.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback. The power of that palm covered a radius of ten feet. The sand and stones flew away on the ground, and all the strong grass was pressed against the surface of the earth.

He couldn't avoid it, he could only bite the bullet and whizzed up with one move to drop the dragon's palm to meet him!

"Boom!"

Under the impact of the two air waves, Lu Jiangpeng was unharmed, and even his clothes remained unchanged, while Yang Qingxuan was knocked out. A huge pressure came from his chest, and finally he couldn't resist it, and a mouthful of blood came out.

"Haha, the prajna dragon elephant, it is really a prajna dragon elephant with ten refining bodies!"

Lu Jiangpeng couldn't help but ecstasy under one move. But the joyful voice suddenly stopped, his pupils shrank, and a sharp light shot from his eyes, staring at Yang Qingxuan who was vomiting blood, and exclaimed: "Are you injured?!"

As soon as the figure flashed, he appeared beside Yang Qingxuan, slamming the veins of his hands, and a pure force moved up his body along the meridians.

After checking Yang Qingxuan's injury, the solemn expression loosened.

But then it turned into a chill and cold. The murderous aura on Lu Jiangpeng's body surged like a gang wind, and he said coldly, "The injury in your body was caused by a kind of domineering innocence. Who did it?"

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he said: "I can't think that Cangnan has such a good player, even my people from Lu Jiangpeng dare to move, hehe, the old man hasn't killed anyone in decades."

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback by the murderous aura emanating from him, but in an instant, the murderous aura was enveloped all over his body, as if he had fallen into a cliff of ten thousand feet, every pore was filled with murderous aura, causing blood to congeal!

He was shocked, and thought in surprise: "Is this the master of the Yimie Realm? It is equivalent to the existence of the original Martial Realm, and it is really terrifying!"

Under the murderous aura, Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale, and said, "No, no one hurt me. I hurt the meridians when I was practicing."

"You hurt yourself?"

Lu Jiangpeng was taken aback, and his murderous aura dissipated, and he muttered, "You are indeed very hardworking. No matter how talented a person is, he can't make great achievements without diligence. But in martial arts, the emphasis is on gradual and orderly progress, and you should not be greedy. , You must remember that you can’t be fat with one bite."

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "I understand."

Lu Jiangpeng smiled, stroked his beard, and said hehe: "You really didn't disappoint me. Although I look at you repeatedly, I still didn't expect to enter the tenth level of body tempering so quickly, and evolve the prajna dragon image force. The third gift I give you below is to use the original force to temper your body, so that you can feel the power of the'seed of power', and thus step into the state of'dangling air'."

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "You want to help me step into the Qi state? At an important juncture, with external force, will it be counterproductive? I feel that my body is in excellent condition. As long as the injury is well recovered, I can step into the Qi state in one fell swoop."

"Haha, it's great for you to have such awareness."

Lu Jiangpeng said with satisfaction: "When you change to an ordinary martial artist, I heard someone wants to help him. I'm afraid it's too late to be happy, but you can think of hidden dangers in time. But don't worry, I hope that one day, you can step into the'Holy Body' , Brilliance, we refining together, will it hurt you?"

Speaking of this, Lu Jiangpeng's face was full of vigor, as if he saw a peerless power, like the first sun, slowly rising under his own cultivation. He couldn't help but licked his lips and smiled excitedly.

If Lu Jiangpeng's purpose of cultivating Yang Qingxuan before was only for the battle agreement, now his greater ambitions are for the glory of martial arts.

Yang Qingxuan’s face was full of black lines. He could feel Lu Jiangpeng’s intentions, and thought to himself: "If he knew my purpose of tempering my body, it was just to condense my spirit and weaken the risk of being attacked by enemies in the world. Will not slap me to death with an angry palm?"

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Jiangpeng couldn’t wait, and said, “Follow me into the pool and let you feel the real'seed of power'. Humph, the warrior who refines the energy and condenses the soul, what is the real power? The power. In my opinion, this'body refining force' is the real power!"

The two immediately entered Yinglongtan and sat opposite each other.

Together, Lu Jiangpeng's palms caused the water in Yinglongtan to rise and turn into white, and the water surface was shimmering.

"boom!"

With the palm of the palm slapped with a gentle but powerful force, the white mist puffed from all directions and penetrated into Yang Qingxuan's body.

The momentum was like a rainbow, and it turned into a whirlwind around Yang Qingxuan's body.

Under this magnificent force, Yang Qingxuan didn't feel uncomfortable. He only felt that a large amount of water vapor rushed on his face and turned into spiritual liquid to fall on the skin, but it was unexplainable and comfortable.

It is like a tired traveler who suddenly encounters a hot spring and washes away the dust and fatigue.

When it was comfortable, a force of power condensed from the whole body, penetrated into the body from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, wandered through the meridians, and finally gathered into a white light group.

Yang Qingxuan was astonished. The white light mass was like a ray of morning light, exuding warmth and nourishing his flesh, and the meridians that were damaged by the zhenqi of the sun were also being repaired bit by bit.

He knew that this was what Lu Jiangpeng called the "seed of power".

"Don't be distracted, take care of God, feel the power!"

With a sudden drink, Lu Jiangpeng was shocked that Yang Qingxuan hurriedly reduced his mind and began to feel the power of the white light group.

That power is magnificent, it is the original force of Lu Jiangpeng's marrow-changing state, which includes the rules, perceptions, and strength of the body-refining in the realm of the yellow turban warrior, and even contains Lu Jiangpeng's martial arts comprehension.

Yang Qingxuan's mind was immersed in it, and he immediately benefited a lot. Under the infection of the light group, his divine consciousness almost melted in, completely entering a state of nothingness and selflessness.

When Lu Jiangpeng saw that he had entered so soon, he showed a look of relief, and he admired him in his heart. He thought to himself: "After Fang Chen was nourished by my power seed that day, he fully grasped the power of the Prajna dragon within three months and rushed in. I am in a state of turmoil and become a yellow turban warrior. How long will it take for this child? January? Or will it shock me again, will it be shorter?"

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw Yang Qingxuan's body move, raising his right hand and pinching in front of him.