Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

"what?"

Because the **** king only communicated with Xiao Chen unilaterally, for a time, the little monk was confused.

What is selling a son?

Xiao Chen smiled a little, not much to say, the **** ring on his index finger, a smile on his lips.

Finally, for this Gorefiend, there are some control methods, as long as you are willing.

You can turn it into a ring at any time and put it in your hands.

You can safely and boldly increase your strength without worrying and being countered by the other side.

"What?"

At this time, Xiao Chen’s heart was filled with a voice that was very immature, but it looked old and old.

It was a **** voice. In the past, it did not sign a blood contract with it, and it was impossible to communicate.

Now it is possible to communicate directly with the mind. The first time I heard the sound of blood and blood, I was surprised by Xiao Chen.

"You are gone."

"Walk? Haha, scared the old man. I thought that this old **** would take me back and close it."

Xiao Chen's expression suddenly became petrochemical, I don't know how to interface.

"What is going on, how can I not move his mother, what is the situation."

Xiao Chen patiently explained it and told the other party about the experience.

"Grass, a veteran bastard, even the sons are sold, there is no reason! There is no conscience! No, send me back..."

If Xiao Chen thinks thoughtfully, he seems to understand that the **** king is willing to put it down, and he must send this **** blood.

It’s just one, the little devil of the world, saying that the good point is unruly, the ugly is the second thing...

I am too lazy to pay attention to the screaming of the bloody, Xiao Chen said to the little monk: "How long does it take us to cross the border between Canghai?"

The young monk took out the chart and studied it for a while: "It’s still far away. When it comes out from Wanxing Mountain, the direction of the deviation is too big, at least three or four months."

Three or four months?

It can still be accepted, the vastness of the sea, the Wanxinghai is only one of the corners. When Xiao Chen remembers to travel to Wanxinghai, it took him two months to go across the border and it was only three or four months.

Moreover, Xiao Chen, indeed, needs to strengthen its strength in three or four months.

"Now is the time to talk about the Moray's broken knife and the exchange of information with me."

Each of them has a residual spectrum and exchanges with each other in order to maximize the benefits.

Both are good for both.

The little monk smiled and said: "Good, wait for this moment for a long time, just wait for the big brother to open up. I have mastered the Moyer Broken Knife, a total of three strokes, which are in the world, three flowers and kill innocent. But so far, I only focus on one stroke in the world, this level of knives, greed and chew is not bad. After choosing a trick to find out, in connection with other moves, the progress will be very fast."

Xiao Chen is deeply convinced that he is now only focusing on breaking red dust and is in the process of simplifying and simplifying.

Decompose this trick into a set of knives and red dust as a dream, a total of three styles to create a dream with a knife, a knife into a dream, a dream as a knife!

After thoroughly understanding this knives, it will be simplified again and again, and the red dust will be thoroughly understood by him. Other Moy's knives and tactics, as well as cultivation, will also do more with less.

But the premise is that there must be enough knife.

The two exchanged the knife scores, and they all mastered the six-handed Moyer Broken Knife.

After Yan Chen got the knife of Xiao Chen, he said with joy: "I heard the teacher respect that there are eleven strokes in this knife method, so you and me will find most of them. In the future, collect the complete knife method, big It is possible. In the pursuit of the source, it is possible to practice, the foundation of all martial arts in my Lingyin Temple, such as the third style of the palm of the hand."

Xiao Chen’s strange saying: “Don’t you be able to directly cultivate the third style of the palm of your hand?”

The young monk shook his head: "The ancestor-level practice is really difficult to cultivate directly. There is only one style, and it is so vast that it has evolved many of the schools of Lingyin Temple. You can imagine that you want to practice directly. How big."

"The foundation of all martial arts in the world is the practice of the three ancestor-level ancestors, the Buddha's sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sorcerer. But they can't be called the ancestor-level exercises, because they can't get rid of them, the shadow of the three major exercises."

Xiao Chen’s incomprehensible saying: “That’s what you mean, even if we have all the homemade methods, we can’t get rid of the shadow of the three ancestor-level exercises.”

"That is nature. Without the three ancestor-level exercises, there would be no entire martial arts era. That is the source. Since you are in the martial arts era, you can't get rid of the bondage."

However, there are some meanings. The little monk is not from the central world, and many deeds have not been heard by Xiao Chen.

"The three ancestor-level exercises, which one is the strongest?"

The little monk said quickly: "There is no doubt that nature is the strongest chaotic magic, don't ask me why. The ancient books are all recognized, but it is useless to think so much. The ancestor's exercises have already been Incomplete, disappeared in the long river of history, can not be completed. Like the Buddha's palm, only four palms, the four major temples of Buddhism, each palm type. Zhenwu Shenjian, only three swords, mastered in the three gates In the hands. As for the Chaos magical classics, it is said that it has been destroyed, and the complete one-and-a-half style has not been left."

"If you think about it, the Chaos Magic has not left a single stroke, and the whole magic road has been strong. If you leave a trick and you are mastered, then integrate the magic road, the world will experience a big robbery. So Say, it must be the strongest chaotic magic, no doubt."

Xiao Chen’s flash of light flashed, it was because of the loss of the ancestor’s ancestral martial arts that led to the devil’s departure from the original meaning of the devil.

The young monk continued to laugh: "Oh, as long as you find the remaining five strokes, the Moyer's knife and knife method, the one we learn is like a god, enough to straddle the world, to be invincible, hahaha!"

It is caught in some kind of fantasy, endless fantasy.

Xiao Chen Shen Sheng: "Is there a collection of people?"

"This, it seems that there really isn't..."

“Who has practiced a complete Moyer Broken Knife?”

The little monk scratched his head: "It seems that except for the founder, no one really practiced..."

"He relied on Moyer to break the knife and repair it into a palm of his hand?"

"It seems that there is no such thing. The founder of this knife method has always been a taboo in Buddhism. The formation and time of the knife method are not specifically recorded. Once formed, they will suffer from waves. They have been lost several times and have been completely lost. I haven't heard of someone filling it up."

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "So, it is obviously unrealistic to rely on this cultivation to become the palm of your hand. It is only reliable to practice cultivation directly. Even if you can't successfully cultivate, you can rely on the palm of your hand to realize the martial arts that suits you. ""

The young monk was hit hard, not thinking, holding the genealogy that Xiao Chen wrote to him, and went back to study.

Like Xiao Chen, after returning to the training room, he can study it.

Although it is not going to practice immediately, it is necessary to read it all over again.

More or less, there will be some sentiments.

"In the world, three flowers, kill innocent..."

When Xiao Chen read it, he felt more and more curious about the grandeur and thickness of the Moyer Broken Knife.

What is the creation of this knife method is exactly what a genius is.

But now, there are too many things to do, too much time to think too much, and no time to think about it.

The realm needs to be consolidated. Some of the exercises that were originally subject to the realm of the world have broken through the sea of ​​clouds. It is also time to cultivate.

The first is the ice feather god, this ice attribute level of the middle of the work, can be cultivated to a higher level.

A total of six ice gods, who have already cultivated three heavy Xiao Chen, prepared to breathe and practiced to the sixth peak.

See if you can, six in one, cultivate to the hidden seventh.

However, the practice of a middle-class product, since it is not bound, it is better to practice early to complete.

Take out the Lingyu and place it in the gathering of the spirits under the futon. Xiao Chen began to practice.

Three days later, Xiao Chen successfully broke through and the ice feather **** practiced to the fourth.

In the next seven days, the fifth heavy one without any difficulty was successfully cultivated by Xiao Chen. He found himself in the flesh and cultivated this ice feather **** quite quickly.

It only consumes a lot of resources. Less than half a month, it costs millions of Chinese spirits.

The sixth important time was a bit more, and it took a full half-month to get through all the meridians.

call!

The sixth success of the Ice Feather God, running a big Sunday, Xiao Chen opened his eyes.

Slowly spit out a sigh of gas, full of black hair, has turned white.

In the faint, Xiao Chen feels that the extra ice attribute energy in the body has a good suppression effect on his own magic.

Whenever possible, keep yourself awake, such as the ages of the ice, not changing for all kinds of negative emotions.

In the small cultivation room, looking at it, the chill is formed, and the crystal clear ice feathers fall like snowflakes.

"This ice feather god, it seems that there are still some doorways, not as simple as I imagined."

Xiao Chen muttered to himself, not much to say, ready to try and continue to retreat.

He wants to try six in one, impacting the hidden seventh of the ice feather god, which is very helpful for him to understand the ice.

Half a month later!

The little monk who was playing with the blood on the deck suddenly felt a horrible chill, and his face changed slightly, and he quickly vacated.

The slow-moving blood of the blood, was poured out of the mold, and when it was too late, it was chilled.

In the twinkling of an eye, the entire black knife was accompanied by a demon blood, all of which were frozen and became an ice sculpture floating on the sea.

"A strong ice will, the progress of Big Brother during this time is a bit scary."

The little monk in the air, secretly screaming, witnessing Xiao Chen’s arrogance in the nature of the ice, is truly shocking.

Hey, a figure is rushing out of the boat, white robes and white hair, it is Xiao Chen!

"Congratulations to the older brother, from the master of the ice, and took another step." The little monk smiled.

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled: "The ice feather gods have cultivated the hidden seventh heavy, but from the cold ice, it is still a little far away. But the progress of this time is not false, do you want to go through two tricks? ”

The young monk shot a war in the eyes of the monk and smiled: "This is what it is."

The two immediately played against each other, but they forgot, and the blood was still frozen.