The Five Emperors Fist belongs to the royal martial arts. Even if they can be obtained, who dares to practice it publicly? Once discovered, they will inevitably be chased to death. There is absolutely no second possibility. Moreover, those who can practice this martial arts are all children who have been strictly tested, and it is difficult to spread it.

I looked at it carefully several times, and when I closed my hands, I also rubbed it into ashes.

Although Tianshuang Fist, Paiyun Palm, and Feng Shen Le are unique skills, he doesn't care. If it is passed on, it will be passed on. However, the Five Emperors Fist cannot be missed.

Chu Yang walked to the corner, calmed his energy, and after a moment he set off and punched the Five Emperors' Fist.

This punch is cultivated both inside and outside, and he only gets the first four levels, corresponding to the cultivation methods of acquired, innate, grandmaster and grandmaster.

There are thirty poses in each layer, and each five poses correspond to one internal organ, namely Qingdi Fist, Reddi Fist, Yellowdi Fist, Whitedi Fist, and Blackdi Fist. The last five poses are the method of fusion of the five internal organs and the five elements being united, integrating the fists and tempering the whole body.

"Blue, red, yellow, white, black, wood, fire, earth, gold and water, I will start with the liver wood, green emperor fist in the Five Emperors' fist!"

Chu Yang made his posture, his boxing skills were unfolding, his qi and blood were shaking, his sword energy was circulating, and his power was spreading. Within a radius of ten meters, it attracted the attention of the thirty-six Shura Guards who were practicing in the distance, and they all looked at Chu Yang in amazement.

The surrounding energy rotates, and the blood on the top of the head rises, like a banished immortal coming to the world, or like a god king patrols the sky.

After the Qing Emperor's five styles were played, Chu Yang stopped and savored them carefully.

"The sword energy in the body was actually compressed a little, and it became a little more pure. The qi in the liver also began to flourish, making the qi and blood boil. It is indeed a royal unique skill."

Chu Yang was really shocked.

This is just starting to practice, and there is a slight improvement. If you continue to practice, what effect will it be? I used to think that I could achieve innate perfection and it would be difficult to improve again. Moreover, the sword energy was polished to be extremely pure and difficult to compress, but today it broke his cognition.

"The martial arts of the Tianwu Continent are so profound and mysterious, they are really terrifying."

Take a deep breath, suppress the shock in your heart, and continue practicing boxing.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

Swish...!

Chu Yang stood up with his fists, and the energy rising in the courtyard began to calm down.

"The first level of the Five Emperors Fist has finally been fully cultivated."

He was not happy, but smiled bitterly. The sword energy that had been practicing for more than ten years was completely converted into the true energy of the Five Emperors, and he retreated from the innate perfection to the late stage of the innate stage.

This is not a real regression, but a stronger and more pure true energy, and a more successful combat power that won without retreating, at least nearly doubled.

"When practicing the second level, I'm afraid I will regress...!" Chu Yang shook his head, took the towel handed over by Zhang Xiaomei, wiped his face, and smiled, "Make me a cup of tea!"

"Yes, young master!"

Zhang Xiaomei was always quiet when she was with her.

This is an independent courtyard, separated from the thirty-six Shura Guards, otherwise the noise caused by the Shura Guards would be unable to practice when he practiced.

After Zhang Xiaomei put down the teacup, she sat cross-legged on the bluestone next to her and practiced static skills.

Chu Yang sat on the stone bench, took out a piece of kraft paper, looked at it seriously, and took a sip of fragrant tea from time to time.

"The Heart Sutra of Dead Wood is really mysterious. At this point, I just have some clues!"

When practicing the Five Emperors Fist, he did not let go of this technique that ruined his family. It was just too mysterious and difficult to understand. He has not yet started it.

Chu Yang's heart moved and thought of what Chu Yunfei said: Chu Taizu criticized that it is not life and death, but death will lead to life, and the mind will be silent and cannot succeed.

"Life and death, die and die, and then die, and the mind is silent!"

Chu Yang savored it carefully and thought of the "Chu Yang" who traveled through the Tianwu Continent, facing the crisis of death and helplessness in despair. He inspires the bronze gate and shuttles to the reincarnation of the Fengyun World, then returns, his body disintegrates and then reunites.

Isn’t this life and death, and then death?

He suddenly realized!

As for the silence of the mind?

Chu Yang closed his eyes, causing his soul to fall into the helpless and sadness of the first entry into the Tianwu Continent when he first entered the Tianwu Continent.

After eliminating all distracting thoughts, the whole mind was immersed in the despair at that time.

Despair, helplessness, sorrow.

The mind is trapped in darkness.

The whole person returned to death.

Zhang Xiaomei, who was sitting cross-legged next to her, suddenly looked over and showed a look of confusion. In her senses, Chu Yang had no hope of any vitality.

She wanted to stand up and take a look, but she was afraid of disturbing Chu Yang, so she showed hesitation and was a little anxious, so she could only watch quietly.

Swish...!

A bright lamp was lit in the dead soul.

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter, flowers bloom and fall, dead trees meet spring, autumn harvest and winter, life and death reincarnation, nirvana and rebirth, but that's it!"
Chapter completed!