The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 33
Song Xing could feel that the red building in the ice might be the source of the destruction of Yihua Palace, because around it, Song Xing found a large number of corpses of Yihua Palace gatekeepers one after another.

In this era when warriors competed in internal strength moves, such a magical scene appeared in front of Song Xing's eyes, but it didn't make him even think of retreating.

The ultimate goal of this trip is to get the ninth floor of Mingyu Gong. Song Xing has a hunch that there may be something he wants in the red building.

Song Xing turned around, found a stone behind him, and with all his strength, threw it at the ice in front of him.

"boom!"

Under the huge collision force, the stones were shattered into stone powder at the moment of contact. As for the ice cubes, although a large piece was also shattered on the surface, compared to the huge volume, it can be said to be negligible.

Not feeling any danger, Song Xing stepped forward, Dan Jin circulated in his arms, swung his fists, and smashed lightly on the solid ice.

The seemingly casual punch had the effect of a siege cannon. With an explosion in the air, the ice cube under Song Xing's fist made a crisp sound, and large pieces exploded.

Even when he first entered Baodan, Song Xing's control over his own strength far surpassed that of the previous world. Without using the true energy of Mingyu Gong, only relying on the explosive power of the physical Sakyamuni Throwing Elephant, Song Xing's punch directly hit the A huge tunnel more than three meters deep and as tall as a person was dug out of the solid ice.

While the sky was full of ice debris, Song Xing looked at the unruly circular tunnel in front of him, and curled his lips somewhat dissatisfied.

The tunnel is irregular, indicating that his alchemy has not yet been fully integrated. Although he is already able to control the qi and blood in his body, this alchemy becomes less controllable after it comes out of the body, which leads Song Xing to shoot The tunnel is an irregular circle.

The gods are clear, seeing the gods is not bad, Song Xing has not yet seen the gods in his body, and the Dan Jin has not been carefully polished, and the heat is a little dry.

It was only two feet away from the steps to the main entrance of the red building. After Song Xing punched again, he had already arrived at the front of the red building.

The second punch was obviously stronger than the first punch, and the solid ice almost melted in front of the vermilion lacquered door without hurting the wooden door at all.

The ice outside the red building looks terrifying, but it may be because of its age, and it has long lost its original lethality. It is no different from ordinary ice except that it is extremely cold.

Song Xing came to the front of the red building, stretched out his palm, pushed it slowly, and the Zhumen opened in response.

There is no sound in the red building, stepping inside, you can even hear the sound of footsteps stepping on the wooden boards.

There is no ice in the building, but with Song Xing's footsteps, there is a cold current that is colder than the outside world, slowly circling towards Song Xing.

The exhaled breath, before leaving the body surface for a few feet, formed a fog visible to the naked eye, and tiny ice crystals could be faintly seen in the fog.

The sound of thumping came from Song Xing's chest, and the heart was beating fast and powerfully. With the beating of the heart, the blood in the body flowed in the blood vessels like ten thousand horses galloping.

If someone stood near him, they could feel that Song Xing at this moment seemed to be transformed into a furnace, with a scorching aura emitting from his whole body, blocking the invasion of the cold current.

With a lot of heat coming out of Song Xing's body, the cold current in the red building seemed to gain consciousness, and began to slowly gather towards Song Xing's standing position.

The cold current that could crack rocks, when it met Song Xing's body, it was like butter hitting a red-hot iron knife, and it was easily divided into two halves, and he couldn't get close.

Feeling the invasion of the cold current on the physical body, Song Xing's heart moved, and he simply stood where he was and punched.

Hooking and sticking, stretching and chopping, wrapping and beating sleeves, golden sparrow holding sage, plum blossom boxing and red boxing are all kinds of boxing techniques in Song Xing's hands, and all kinds of strength application skills are gradually integrated in his heart, becoming a mixed one. , twisted into one strand.

As he swung his fists, the temperature of his body became higher and higher, attracting more and more cold currents. Under the intertwining of cold and heat, the muscles, bones and spine in his body burst into bursts of thunder during the punching, gradually ringing. Through the whole red building.

The strength of holding pills melts the energy of the whole body, and the blood marrow is concentrated a little. With the stimulation of the external ice force, the pill strength in Song Xing's body becomes smaller and smaller. The 'golden pill' in the body, the temperature It is getting higher and higher, in Song Xing's sea of ​​consciousness, it is like the rising sun, just like the opening of the majesty, a small dot that evolves into the vast world.

When it is compressed to the extreme, the 'Golden Pill' explodes, and the strength instantly spreads all over the body, and then quickly evolves into a primordial essence, compresses inward, and a suction force comes out from the 'Golden Pill', sucking in all the cold currents in the body.

The originally scorching 'golden elixir' began to drop in temperature after absorbing the cold current.

Song Xing continued to practice boxing, grasping the alchemy into strength, and evolving into the primordial, and so repeatedly, the 'Golden Core' sucked in a lot of cold currents, and finally the temperature of the 'Golden Core' returned to normal, no longer like a furnace.

The 'golden core' in the illusory consciousness began to spin slowly.

Every time he rotates, a hot current and a cold current will be released, intertwined and integrated into Song Xing's muscles, bone marrow, and even internal organs, hammering his fleshy body, making his fleshy body stronger and more tyrannical.

Gradually, the heat energy in Song Xing's body and the cold current outside his body formed a perfect balance, and in the middle was Song Xing who was practicing boxing.

When this balance reached its peak, Song Xingfu reached his heart, and a force emerged from his dantian again.

Under Song Xing's control, the true qi cultivated by Ming Yu Gong wanders among the meridians, and when the Dan Qi in the body is tempering the body, it is carefully integrated into this force.

As Mingyu's zhenqi merged into Song Xing's qi and blood, Song Xing's body began to ooze a little bloodshot, as if his body couldn't hold the too powerful zhenqi, which damaged the blood vessels.

Song Xing didn't stop, the stronger and stronger zhenqi in the dantian swam through the whole body, and with the help of Dan Jin, it merged into his own qi and blood little by little.

More and more bloodstains oozed from Song Xing's body surface. It didn't look like there was any trauma, but the blood just kept flowing, and a large amount of bright red blood quickly accumulated on the ground.

It seemed that all the blood in Song Xing's body flowed out within a stick of incense, which was shocking.

According to common sense, the blood in the human body accounts for [-]% of the body weight, but the blood flowing out of Song Xing at this moment is more than [-]%. What is amazing is that he is alive and kicking, and he has not lost too much blood at all. Performance.

When he got close, he could even hear the sound of blood gurgling and flowing in his body. Song Xing, who was bathed in blood at this moment, looked like a demon.

Until a certain moment, Song Xing stopped in the pool of blood, with a light in his eyes, and his consciousness completely returned to his body.

Ignoring the blood under his feet, he first carefully felt the power in his lower body, and a hint of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes.

After cutting the bones and washing the marrow, and holding the pill to become strong, under the stimulation of the cold current in the red building, his physical body finally made a further step, reaching the state of Nirvana and exchanging blood.

(End of this chapter)