Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 440 Can't see through the calculation
Turning the pages of the book, the beginning of the Wu Jing is the same as the Dao Jing, which are some mysterious and mysterious principles.

The latter is a practice method one by one.

The first is to train the meat, then the tendons, then the skin, bones, and viscera, and finally exchange blood to break through the martial arts.

In the realm of martial saints, one can condense one's spiritual will in the fist, arousing the fire of qi and blood.

Zhao Wen nodded while looking at it. If you really think about it, the foundation building skills he created, the three cultivations of spirit, energy, and spirit, are definitely far superior to this martial saint in terms of physical development.

After all, the purpose of cultivation is to seek longevity, and breaking through to the realm of martial saints in this world does not mean that the life span of ordinary people can be a little longer, and there is not much bonus to life.

But when it comes to combat power, Zhao Wen feels that the Martial Saints in this world can definitely hang up and fight those who have practiced their own foundation-building methods, and their combat power is not at the same level at all.

Not to mention that there is still practice after the blood change.

Only when the body skills in this world reach the stage of practicing can one truly count as physical training, and truly embark on the road to longevity.

Open up [-] acupuncture points in the body, sense the sun, moon and stars, and finally let oneself reach the state of rebirth from a drop of blood. This is the most authentic method of body training.

However, Zhao Wen did not directly practice the martial arts in the martial arts. With a single finger, a piece of dark golden silk floated out from the cover of the martial arts and landed in Zhao Wen's hand.

A giant Buddha sits in the middle of the starry sky, surrounded by stars!
This is a standard Buddhist visualization map.

Looking up at the sky, Zhao Wen's eyes showed doubts.

The method of visualization, the most difficult thing to visualize is too many monks who are stronger than yourself. The more realistic the visualization, the closer you are to this monk.

When the idea of ​​this concept has been cultivated to great success, the practitioner will also become a clone of the object of visualization.

This is the number one taboo in cultivation, and it is also common sense in the cultivation world.

But this conception is based on the image of Buddha. Although Zhao Wen doesn't know who the Buddha is on the screen, he can be sure that there must be a huge calculation involved.

"hey-hey!"

After laughing, he put the golden silk back into the martial arts, Zhao Wen would not keep such a weird thing on him.

Looking at the city of Yujing, Zhao Wen remembered that no matter the martial arts scriptures, the Taoist scriptures, or the past Amitabha scriptures on the golden silk, they were all due to Hong Yi's chance.

Only then did he notice that Hong Yi's chances at the beginning seemed to be all obtained from Buddhism.

In addition, since Hong Yi was not born yet, some people in this world calculated that the last sage was Yi Zi.

Meng Bingyun is just an abandoned son who was abandoned by the Taishang Dao, and he was able to name his son Yi.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he returned the Taoist scriptures in his hand to the fox cave, and carefully put away the martial arts scriptures.

A systematic body training method is definitely the biggest gain after entering this world.

What I have to do now is to go to Yujing City to find the follow-up training methods of the martial arts.

After such a long time, Hong Yi has already entered Yujing City, and now Hong Yi doesn't have any skills.

Zhao Wen did remember that Mrs. Zhao would send someone to assassinate Hong Yi.

This has nothing to do with me of course.

One can think of the Buddhist exercises that Hong Yi majored in at the beginning, and the calculations of this world one after another.

Being able to kill Xianghu King and Bai Ziyue does not mean that he is not afraid of the real top powerhouses in this world.

In the end, even people like Taoist Good Fortune ran out. Hong Xuanji still had the other party's schemes on him. He had just entered this world, and he hadn't got all the benefits he wanted. Zhao Wen didn't want to leave this place after provoking the strong. world.

If you want to maintain the stable operation of this world, the best way is not to change the plot too much.

Taking a step forward, he has already arrived outside Yujing City. Looking at the restrictions on the periphery of Yujing City, Zhao Wen's figure is getting bigger and bigger. In just a few breaths, a thousand-meter-tall giant is already standing above Yujing City.

Grabbing the restraint of Yujing City, he tore it apart on both sides.

"Who is your Excellency, why did you want to break the restriction of my Yujing City!"

A large ship thousands of meters long rushed out of the palace, and Yang Pan, who was standing on the bow, bowed to Zhao Wen: "The Yujing City does not prohibit outsiders from entering, if seniors want to enter, there is no need to break the prohibition in the city! "

The prohibition of Yujing City is connected with the national fortune of Dagan, and breaking the prohibition of Yujing City is tantamount to breaking the national destiny of Dagan.

As the Great Emperor, when Zhao Wen tore the restriction, Yang Pan could clearly sense the vibration of the great universe and the national destiny, so he directly opened the boat of good fortune, the strongest means in his hand.

As soon as Yang Pan's words fell, an extremely domineering aura stood firmly beside Yang Pan, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Hong Yi's.

Then a fierce murderous look appeared, and a middle-aged man holding a long knife looked at Zhao Wen coldly, with eagerness in his eyes.

"I heard that Dagan has compiled a martial arts classic, which is called the general outline of martial arts in the world!"

Zhao Wen's figure became smaller and smaller, and became as big as a normal person. With one step, he stepped into the restriction that had just been torn apart, and stood on top of the boat of good fortune.

Dozens of martial arts classics have already appeared in Zhao Wen's hands. Looking at Yang Pan and Hong Yi, whose expressions remained unchanged, Zhao Wen said very directly: "I want the follow-up exercises of the martial arts classics!"

Zhao Wen never believed that the classics compiled by all the masters in the world and intended to become the general outline of the world's cultivation would only be compiled to the realm of martial saints.

The aura of thunder radiated from Zhao Wen's body, and the area became wider and wider. Half of Yujing City was shrouded in the aura of thunder. All the people within this area felt a sense of depression.

As the thunder breath spread, the dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered, and lightning flashed continuously in the dark clouds.

The dark clouds are getting lower and lower, and it can already be clearly seen that some figures in the Yujing City are desperately rushing towards the area covered by Zhao Wen's breath.

The breath of thunder suppresses the soul practitioners the most, and now, there are not a few soul practitioners in Yujing City.

"exchange!"

Yang Pan's voice was extremely firm, but he was secretly calculating Zhao Wen's strength in his heart.

But no matter how strong Zhao Wen is, it is impossible to surpass the Mengshenji who came to assassinate him that day.

Even Meng Shenji, who is too superior, will suffer a big loss in front of the boat of fortune. He never believes that Zhao Wen, who is empty-handed, can block the impact of the boat of fortune.

Dagan forbids spiritual practitioners to be officials, even if the thunder in the sky strikes down, it will only kill some rebellious officials and thieves, so what does it have to do with him.

Looking carefully at the boat of good fortune, it is not a fairy weapon, but Zhao Wen's spiritual sense can clearly sense the aura of a top-level powerhouse in it, and the power it exerts is by no means inferior to that of a fairy weapon.

The Taoist Creator is still alive, and what he uses to refine the boat of Creation is the split idea of ​​the Taoist Creator!
(End of this chapter)