The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 628 Frozen Heart Art
At the wharf of Hezhang County, a passenger ship broke through the waves, leaving a shallow trace on the vast river waves. Under the white waves, there were sounds of barking.

It was noon and the sun was scorching hot. Except for a few who still had work, most of them stayed in some teahouse or tavern to cool off from the heat.

The passenger ship docked, and two people and a dog got off the boat. The man had blond hair like the sun, white clothes better than snow, his face was not very handsome, but his temperament was as bright as the moon in the night sky, cold and lonely, which made people feel daunted.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, holding a thick and long wooden box, following the man step by step, keeping a distance without showing alienation, her face is pale.

The last bulldog was fat and strong, with black hair and as big as a buffalo. A slap with its paws would be unbearable to a muscular man. Seeing this, several coolies on the pier were so frightened that they ran away.

"Okay, let's part here. It's time for you to go back to Yan's house. You haven't said a word these few days. Presumably it's because you are dissatisfied with my actions that day. Our fate ends here."

Xiang Yang took Yan Mumei down the pier, looked at the other party's dodging eyes, and shook his head in his heart, so he was an untrained child, who was too idealistic in life and things, stubborn and thought he was right.

But probably only such a person can practice the blue blood and clear sky. If he really understands the cruelty of the world and the ghosts of the human heart, he may have an impure heart and it will be difficult to climb the peak.

"Brother Xiang, I'm not, it's just a little hard to understand for a while."

When Yan Mumei heard Xiang Yang's words, her face turned paler, she was reluctant, but also relieved and relieved, she looked at Xiang Yang seriously, carefully, as if she wanted to engrave him deeply in her heart.

Drifting on the river, she was thinking every day about how Xiang Yang killed more than a hundred members of the Flying Fish Gang that day. She neither understood nor agreed with such indiscriminate killings.

In her opinion, those people did nothing and would not pose any threat to Xiang Yang, why not let them go with a broad mind?

Xiang Yang killed lightly, and I don’t know how many families lost their sons, husbands or fathers. This kind of behavior is too cruel. Even if she has a good impression of Xiang Yang, it is difficult to offset the grudge in her heart. , will involuntarily think of that scene at that time at that day.

"It's okay, everyone has their own principles and ways of doing things, and their attitudes towards things are completely different, I understand your thoughts.

This just shows that my choice is correct, Bixueqingkong teaches you, maybe there will be a day when Dacheng will reappear in the arena. "

Xiang Yang nodded with a smile, he went his own way, he would not be moved by the senses and words of others, let alone the so-called regret, guilt and other emotions.

Others may change due to the pressure of the general environment, but he will not, because he once experienced the feeling of oppression that cannot be followed in another world.

What is goodness?What is evil?Who judges?When the two armies confronted each other, there were more than thousands of casualties. Isn't this kind of killing a hundred times more powerful than him?
Everything he does has nothing to do with good or evil, and it has nothing to do with cruelty. If he is really a cruel devil, he can kill all the people on the pier now, why not?

In the end, it was those members of the Flying Fish Gang who violated his taboo. At that time, if there was one who spoke up for him or reminded him, how could he kill them all?Everyone has to pay the price for their choices.

Yan Mumei's heart was astringent, all dissatisfaction and grudges disappeared at this moment, and she felt a little sad. ,

Xiang Yang can be said to be the first man she ever admired, but it's a pity that the Goddess has a heart and the King Xiang has no intention. Otherwise, if Xiang Yang asks to stay, she will put down the blue sky knife in her hand and go with him desperately.

Never underestimate a woman's persistence in love, they can do anything in front of the one they love, especially their first love.

Xiang Yang knew everything carefully, so naturally he had discovered Yan Mumei's special feelings for him early on, and teaching her the blue blood and clear sky might not mean a little bit of compensation.

Until the end, Yan Mumei didn't get a word from Xiang Yang to keep her, so she could only leave alone holding the knife box, her back was bleak, and she looked a little frustrated. First love is lovelorn, she needs a certain amount of time to lick the wound.

Xiang Yang watched Yan Mumei leave, and even Xiao Hei was whimpering and barking non-stop. Obviously, he was not in a good mood. The dog's spirituality became more and more amazing, and he was already familiar with Yan Mumei. fluctuations.

Back in Hezhang County, Xiang Yang found an ordinary farmhouse and rented it for three days with a piece of silver, planning to take a good rest.

In the evening, Xiang Yang had a hearty meal in the restaurant outside, and brought the oily Xiao Hei back to his room in the small courtyard. He dug out a large bucket for bathing, and poured nearly three-quarters of it into it.

Taking off the ice toad clothes on his body, he turned over and plunged into the water. Under the action of Xiang Yang's internal strength, the splashed water suddenly turned back and fell back into the vat.

The water was brought up from the well outside, it was icy cold, submerging Xiang Yang's heart, causing bursts of pressure in the floating motion, Xiang Yang crossed his knees and closed his eyes, silently chanting Bing Xin Jue.

"If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will fall without being startled, the ever-changing will remain fixed, the spirit will be happy and the spirit will be calm, self-forgetfulness and oneness, the six senses will be settled..."

Since killing Bai Ziyang, Wang Qing, and Lei Mian in a row that day, Xiang Yang has completed the task issued by the heavenly book and obtained the mental method of Bing Xin Jue, only then did he realize that this martial art is not that simple.

Strictly speaking, this skill is half internal strength practice, half spiritual martial arts, and it is by no means as insignificant as Xiang Yang imagined before.

After the initial practice, a cool air will be developed, which will keep people clear-headed all the time. When the realm is raised, the understanding will gradually deepen, and it will allow people to maintain a cold heart, clear and transparent, not disturbed by the outside world, and prevent internal demons The invasion of foreign demons should be an extremely advanced martial art.

If you go up one more level, you can store this refreshing energy in the Niwan Palace, or you can say it goes up the dantian, forming an ice seed. At this stage of Bing Xin Jue, it can be said to be a great achievement, or it can be said to be an initial achievement.

This ice seed is like an armor, which protects Xiang Yang's spirit hidden in the Niwan Palace, or the advanced primordial spirit, from being harmed.

As time goes by, there is no limit to the progress of this skill, and its power will become more and more powerful with the improvement of Yuanshen and martial arts. It is rare to be able to assist cultivation and protect Yuanshen without killing the enemy.

Of course, what Xiang Yang values ​​most is not these, but the solid progress of this skill, and the slow progress. In the past few days of his practice, the cool and refreshing energy he has cultivated converges on the dantian between the eyebrows, and there is a faint sense of spirituality Feeling wide open.

"In addition to the accumulated foundation, the innate way is extremely dangerous, and those who break through will encounter various dangers.

I have the Bing Xin Jue that enters the mud ball first, and the inside and outside are transparent. In this case, there is no need to impact, just walk slowly, and the entrance will open by itself, which is a matter of course.

To get this martial art at this time, even God is helping me, it really is the same time as heaven and earth. "

Xiang Yang's mind was in a mess, and the biting cold water made him calm his mind, subdue his thoughts, and completely immerse himself in this mental method. This is also a small trick of the refined Bingxin formula he studied spontaneously.

　In the second year of high school, especially in the second year of high school, I knew the memorization of Bing Xin's tactics thoroughly, and waited for a chance to travel through time, and then went to a different world to kill the Quartet, so I have a special feeling for this skill.

　　
　
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