Cultivating the Tao: Beginning with Meditation and Liver Experience

Chapter 76 Martial Saint Force Field, Regret and Regret!

Martial sage and strong man, soul, qi and blood unite to evolve into pure yang.

His mind is incomparably nimble, he knows things like a god, all his boxing spirits are melted into one furnace, he has learned the law but forgot the law, his mind is round and flawless, and his control of the energy and blood has reached the state of subtlety.

Xu Yan originally thought that his martial arts practice was already able to compete with martial saints, not weaker than martial saints.

However, when he really fought against the old man, he knew the magic of the world's martial saints.

fast!
too fast!
It's not that the speed is fast, but that the moves change, and the body's reaction is too fast.

Generally, when a martial artist changes his moves, he must go through the three links of eyes, brain, hands and feet.

The eyes see, then the brain thinks and responds, and finally the hands and feet change to respond.

However, when the martial arts master makes a move, it is reversed. The moves of the hands and feet change first, and then the brain thinks and the eyes watch.

All the martial arts have been turned into instincts, like a conditioned reflex, the changes in the moves are so fast that it makes people dizzy and hard to think.

"Wu Sheng is a strong man, the spirit and blood are united, and the spirit and will are integrated into the flesh and bones."

"It's equivalent to the whole body, equipped with sensitive sensors. Once you move your hands, often the opponent's fists and feet have not yet reached the strength, and the body has already responded instinctively."

"As the saying goes: mind is quick, predicts things like a god, and the way of sincerity can be known in advance!"

"Although I have a strong mind and soul, and I have condensed my martial arts will, every time I make a move, I need to observe with my eyes, and I need my soul and brain to think before I can respond."

"This has led to the fact that even though my body is strong, my qi and blood are thick, and my martial arts will is condensed, I am not weaker than the old man, but I am still pressed and beaten by the old man, and it is difficult to obtain effective resistance."

"Furthermore, it's because I am both immortal and martial arts, and my physical strength is not weaker than that of a martial saint. If I really want to change to an ordinary immortal master, within ten steps, I am afraid that I will be killed by the old man on the spot."

"Even because of the characteristics of martial saints, except for some curse-like directional Taoism, and group attack spells that cannot be dodged in a large area, other Taoist magic powers, it is really difficult to sneak attack and kill a martial saint."

"No wonder some people say: Gods, men and ghosts in the world, among the five immortals, the human immortals are the most powerful!"

"This is only a Martial Saint. If you really want to change to a human immortal, I am afraid that no ghost or god will dare to approach within a thousand steps."

On the martial arts arena, Xu Yan controlled his strength, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the Martial Dao Grandmaster and Martial Saint are two completely different concepts.

I really want to face the strong martial arts.

Not to mention ten strong masters, even a hundred strong masters may not be enough to fight.

These two are completely one heaven and one underground, they are not the same.

Xu Yan was startled.

The old man was even more frightened, to the point of inexplicable horror.

Because only he himself knows what level the strength he has displayed at this time has reached.

Although there is no urging to use Qi and blood power.

But just the collision of pure strength and speed is enough to kill an ordinary martial arts master.

As a result, Xu Yan, the grandson who had never been valued by him, was able to fight with him in this situation, without losing the wind.

In particular, with the continuous fighting, Xu Chong could clearly feel that the physical strength of the grandson in front of him was not weaker than that of ordinary martial saints, and had reached a terrifying level.

How can this be?

Don't you know what's going on with your grandson?

Think about Xu Yan's recent performance.

This forced Xu Chong to have a bad thought.

"Could it be that some daring ghost snatched away his grandson?"

Xu Chong frowned, and the force of his attack involuntarily increased by three points, instantly defeating Xu Yan.

It's not Xu Chongxin but Xu Yan.

It was Xu Yan's strength, which completely exceeded Xu Chong's expectations, making him unbelievable.

It's just that with the continuous fighting, Xu Chong became a little uncertain.

Because Xu Yan's strength is strong, but his combat experience is far from enough. It can even be said that he is very immature. Facing his attack, he is completely supported by his physique and speed. He is not at all like an old man with rich combat experience. monster.

"Am I wrong?"

"My grandson is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and has been hiding his strength?"

"At this time, the Hou Mansion is about to split up, so why did you show your true strength and want to seek some benefits for yourself?"

Xu Chong was an old man, so he quickly thought of another possibility.

But in order to confirm his judgment, he decided to try again.

So, just when Xu Yan was amazed by the martial arts powerhouse, suddenly, a deadly sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that the old man exerted a little force, he used a skillful force to push himself back, and then punched out, seemingly slow but fast, like the sky and the earth hanging upside down, the terrifying fist covered his whole body, and the cold air formed a strange force field, Sealed all his dodging space.

Martial Saint Force Field!

Xu Yan was terrified, and such a thought couldn't help popping up in his mind.

The will of martial arts, the smoke of spirit energy, and the force field of martial saints.

These are the three marks of martial saints, corresponding to the three levels of early martial saints, middle martial saints, and late martial saints.

The Martial Saint force field is not a real force field, but a product of martial arts will, which can make ghosts and gods appear, arrest Yin gods, and suppress and kill all tangible and intangible things.

"What's going on, why did the old man suddenly display the Martial Saint Force Field?"

"Could it be that I acted too much and made the old man mistakenly think that I was taken away by a demon?"

Xu Yan's thoughts turned rapidly, constantly thinking about various possibilities and ways to deal with them.

"It seems that we can only reveal some strength."

Xu Yan sighed in his heart, and quickly extinguished all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind. Facing the fist of the old man's punching spirit, his face was solemn, and he did not dodge or dodge.

A weak and sharp knife intent bloomed from his palm, as if it was very difficult, it cut off the shackles of the old man's martial arts force field, and collided with the punch condensed by the old man's martial arts will.

"Oh!"

When the fists and palms met, there was no explosion of destructive energy, but only a faint, ordinary physical collision sound.

It's not that martial arts will can't interfere with matter, but that at the moment when the fists and palms meet, the martial saint's force field covering the two people and the terrifying fist intent condensed on the old man's fist have dissipated.

Relying on the strength of his physical body, the old man abruptly received Xu Yan's saber-like strike.

Ding Ding Deng!
Xu Yan involuntarily took a few steps back, but there was a white mark on the old man's fist.

Of course, the reason for such an ending is because Xu Yan didn't put in all his efforts.

He used his sword intent just to prove that he was not taken away, not to really confront the old man head-on, [-]% of his sword intent, not even a tenth of it.

"Haha, good, good, very good!"

The old man withdrew his fist, looked at Xu Yan with fiery eyes, laughed and said, extremely happy.

My own grandson showed his sword intent.

This basically eliminates the possibility of ghosts and gods seizing the house.

Because the will of martial arts is the product of the unity of soul, qi and blood, if ghosts and gods really want to seize the body, it is impossible to be 100% compatible with the physical body, let alone unite the soul and qi and blood of martial arts.

And there won't be any ghosts and gods who, after seizing the house, will leave behind the good spirit and immortality, and leave the immortal martial arts.

After all, ghosts and gods are not stupid, and they often have a lifespan of ten thousand years if they practice the way of spirits and immortals.

And if you choose the human immortal martial arts, even if you become a human immortal, the time limit is only 500 years.

So, after eliminating all impossibilities, there is only one truth left.

That is my grandson, who has been hiding his strength before, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but now that the family is about to be separated, he has to reveal it for his own future.

After the old man was pleasantly surprised, some felt extremely regretful and regretful.

If Xu Yan can show his martial arts talent in advance.

If you still have time.

If they Dingyuan Houfu can do their best to cultivate Xu Yan.

Undoubtedly, their Dingyuan Hou Mansion will be able to cultivate a strong Immortal and become a real Immortal family.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Renjue's memorandum has been submitted, and even I don't have too long time.

I'm afraid it's not a good thing if I really want to keep my grandson in the Hou's mansion.

When the old man thought of this, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by deep regret and regret, and sighed: "Since you have already made a decision, just do it."

"You go talk to the kid from the Hong family first, if the discussion fails, the old man will go to the old man Hong himself."

The old man sighed and said that he recognized Xu Yan's choice and that he had the qualifications to compete for the thousand households of the Zhenmagic Division.

However, the pain and remorse in his heart may only be known to him.

"Thank you, grandfather, for making it happen!"

Xu Yan said happily when he heard the old man let go.

The old man personally came forward to discuss with Cheng Guogong's mansion.

One mansion, one marquis mansion.

With the prestige of the two prefectures, it is enough to force Zhenmagus to give in and take out the position of Zhenmagsi Qianhu.

"It's nothing!" The old man waved his hands, and said with a little deep meaning: "The young eagle always leaves the nest and spreads its wings. If you want to venture out, then go for it."

"If you really encounter any difficulties, just go to Uncle Ni."

"You have to remember that the Hou Mansion will always be your backing, and you will always be a descendant of the Xu family."

Xu Chong believed that the reason why his grandson concealed his strength must be because he did not have a strong sense of belonging to the Hou Mansion.

Not being able to show his strength now is also for his own future.

Therefore, some wooing is still necessary.

It's not too late to make up for it.

He even felt that when his eldest son came back, he had to carefully explain the matter about Xu Yan, so that he could take care of and win over Xu Yan.

Otherwise, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss to the Hou Mansion for such a genius to be exiled outside.

Although Xu Yan was baffled by the old man's words, he would not contradict him at this time. He could only pretend to be grateful and said, "Grandpa, please rest assured, my grandson will definitely remember my identity as a descendant of the Xu family."

(End of this chapter)