In fact, simply superimposing the number of Qi training layers, monks who come from reality can push their true qi in a deeper direction.

The tenth level of Qi training is not a patent that Ke Xiaoliang enjoys alone.

But the reason why there is magic power besides true qi.

That is because the true qi lacks the ‘expression’.

Practice emphasizes the unity of the three treasures of essence, energy, spirit and spirit.

Magic power is the evolutionary power of the unity of these three treasures, and true qi mostly represents a person's aura.

As for the cultivation resources of the high martial arts world, if a warrior with outstanding qualifications wants to achieve the level of being able to bear the mountain through simple qi training, he must concentrate on his practice and practice the true qi day and night for hundreds of years.

This is still under the premise that martial arts, qualifications, and cultivation environment are extremely top-notch.

Anything that is missing is not possible.

Ke Shouyi lived for hundreds of years.

But he was ruined and could not practice.

"All practices emphasize the unity of energy and spirit, but true qi and spirit are in harmony with the upper dantian. What is born is magic power and what is cast is the foundation of Tao. This is simply not possible in this world. The body structure of people in this world is different, and there is no upper dantian at all. The true qi enters the brain and gathers in the spiritual platform, and the brain will be broken in an instant." Shao Yang calmed down and kept thinking hard.

Dugu Ming, who was far away in Qijian Villa, was also in the same dilemma as Shaoyang.

But he took a little further step forward.

He attempted to cultivate a sword by using true energy, and then put his own spirit and sword intent on the sword, and then achieve a special spirit and unity of energy on the sword body.

This technique is somewhat similar to the sword cultivator's sacrifice to refine sword pills, but it is different.

The sword pill is included in the body, nourished by its own magic power, and then accumulates sword energy, and then releases it out during the battle.

Bang!

The black iron sword that was forged hundreds of times broke in Dugu Ming's hand.

This is already the best sword he could find, among those famous swords. As for the so-called famous swords, it only carries some of the reputations and sword intents of ancient people in the past, and there is nothing really surprising in terms of material.

At this time, the black iron sword that was forged hundreds of times still could not withstand the double pressure of the huge true energy and Dugu sword intent.

He threw the broken sword onto the pile of broken swords beside him, Dugu Ming stood up in distress, waved his fingers casually, and began to practice sword techniques.

Grandmaster... Grandmaster... Grandmaster!

It was like a spell, constantly hovering in his mind, fascinating and obsessing him.

That's not just because you can get a lot of plot points by breaking through the upper limit.

Moreover, the fighting spirit that belongs to warriors and directly violently output constantly tempts Dugu Ming.

He yearned for that kind of fighting style and wanted to solve its puzzles.

He is sure that once this method is unlocked, he will definitely be able to use it in reality.

He·or them, those monks who chose the world of Gaowu and who chose to move towards the "grandfather" will embark on a brand new path.

It’s in reality, it’s in the world of practice.

That might be a great opportunity.

Someone has some sense in the dark.

Brother Hai sat on the shore, listening to the tides that kept rolling.

Miao Nv stood aside wearing delicate silver handcuffs on both hands, sometimes looking at him tenderly and sweetly, sometimes showing a strange and crazy look.

"Brother Hai! Haven't you understood it yet?"

"What exactly is the vast ocean you are talking about? Is the true energy surging like the ocean?" Miao Nv asked Brother Hai.

Brother Hai opened his eyes, looked up at the waves that were constantly storming in the distance, felt the boulders under him, and the vibrations under the impact of the waves, and breathed out a long breath like an arrow.

"No... that's a feeling, accumulation is infinite, and human energy is limited. With limited energy and resources, it is impossible to hoard countless true energy. So what I am understanding is a cycle and continuous meaning. Just like the tide of sea waves, wave after wave, it seems that every wave is reborn, but no matter how vast the sea water is, it is still the sea water..." said Brother Hai.

Miao Nu looked at Brother Hai with an inexplicable expression and said with a strange look: "Gathering all rivers form rivers, gathering rivers form seas, clouds and smoke grow on the sea, clouds and smoke cross the mountains, turning into qi into rain, rain falls into mountains and rivers, repeating and repeating... This is a great cycle between heaven and earth, and also a natural cycle."

Brother Hai was stunned.

Suddenly, bright light burst out from my eyes.

"I understand!"

"I understand!"

"So that's what the Grandmaster means!"

"The sea gathers all rivers, and tolerance is great. What the master needs is not expansion, not continuous filling, nor endless search. What the master needs is to be tolerant, tolerant of heaven and earth, and tolerant of himself. Turn himself into a drop of water, a gust of wind, a grain of dust, and then scatter into rivers, mountains and rivers, scatter into the sky, desert, and scatter into mud... scatter into everything. Human power is exhausted, and the power of mountains and rivers, the power of rivers, and the power of the sea is not exhausted. When I become the wind of nature, the water of rivers, the infinite sea, and the endless starry sky... It is naturally no longer difficult to bear the mountains and rivers." Brother Hai said, and actually began to disperse his power.

The true energy he had been practicing hard for a long time was not retained by him, and he could not regret it and scattered between heaven and earth.

But his will resonated with the boiling sea.

In an instant, he seemed to have crossed the natural barrier, crossed the obstacles that he could not cross, and entered a new realm.

When he breathes, the true qi flows and outputs in his body, interacting with nature.

Slap out with one palm.

A hundred feet of green dragon flew out from the sea.

The green dragon stirs up waves on the sea, rolls up waves, swallows clouds and smogs, as if it is real.

Brother Hai made a laughing sound.

"So this is the master, it's really powerful! It's really powerful! Unfortunately... I just understood the meaning of the sea, so only by the sea I have the means to turn qi into a dragon and gather clouds like the sea. I may be greatly reduced when I go to the inland. Perhaps the master has integrated all kinds of atmospheres into his own breath of true energy. Once the true energy is exhaled, it will be a country and half a martial arts world!" Brother Hai's voice blew very far along the wind on the sea.

In Qijian Villa, Dugu Ming picked up Qijian Villa's unique skills again. The sword technique that he had looked down upon, but now suddenly appeared in his eyes a different look.

"is that so?"
Chapter completed!