I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Xie Que stretched out his hand, and the energy in his body burst out, forming an invisible barrier, wrapping his wife's body in it.

Although he took the Yangshen Pill, he entered the five realms.

But even True Lord Yangshen would find it difficult to survive in such an environment filled with divinity.

Xie Que probed his consciousness into his wife's body and found that her six senses were blinded and she fell into a deep sleep.

In itself, it's nothing.

As long as you untie it yourself, you can wake up.

The silent Xie Que hugged his wife in his arms, and then pulled Zhao Yuan's broken body together.

Princess Halloween's face was cold, and she no longer smiled at all.

She clapped her hands, and the confinement in this space was immediately released.

Xie Que immediately raised his hand to Princess Wan Sheng and stepped onto the water.

In a moment, it emerged directly from the nine-headed insect's belly.

He left the Jiuling Islands without stopping and flew straight to the southeast.

Zhao Yuan was silent along the way. After a while, he asked Xie Que, "Did you succeed?"

Seeing Xie Cuo nodded, he just breathed a sigh of relief: "That woman is crazy, I think you can succeed too."

Xie Que remained silent, but looked at his new golden entry.

Thousands of times of practice: golden entry, you only need to practice any martial arts method a hundred times to achieve great success; practice a thousand times to achieve perfection; practice thousands of times to transcend the founder and break the shackles.

"This trip is not in vain..." Xie Que murmured softly, and his originally heavy heart became slightly more joyful at this moment.

Now it seems that the biggest role of this entry is to help myself break the bottleneck faster and better.

You must know that the Future Wusheng Palm, which you now use as your trump card, is only the first level.

But to reach the second level, it will take hundreds of years just to rely on the automatic deduction of "Wu Zong Qianqiu".

Xie Que thought that he couldn't afford to wait for such a long time.

Although ten thousand times is a lot, and in his prime, he could only release three palms without damaging his soul.

But if there are enough rare treasures, countless resources will be consumed.

It only takes three days for him to return his soul power to its peak.

At that time, it will be equivalent to being able to perform it thirty times a month.

Although this is still a work in progress, it can be much faster than Wu Zong Qianqiu's pure deduction.

As for other tricks, they are even simpler.

Those magical martial arts that are extremely fast and consume very little energy can be used thousands of times in one day.

It only takes a few days to break the bottleneck.

Soon, after arriving at the island where he was stationed, Zhao Yuan went to use his sword without Xie Que's help.

He is a stubborn person and never relies on external objects to help him practice.

But Xie Que didn't force it, after all, this was the path Zhao Yuan chose.

A gentleman strives for self-improvement.

This island was originally a place for the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce to store goods, covering an area of ​​nearly thousands of miles in length and width.

After giving it to Xie Que, these days gradually changed and became more suitable for practitioners to survive.

Xie Que fell into the Buddhist palace newly built for him by Zhen Xiu Shan.

Immediately, Bai Lang and Shen Ning were surrounded.

They looked at Xie Que with worry in their eyes.

After all, they had also heard of the reputation of Poseidon Temple, so it was very dangerous for Xie Que to go to investigate for information.

And after the eldest princess was captured, they were even more worried.

Now that they finally saw Xie Que return, they felt relieved in their hearts.

"How is your highness?" Bai Lang, dressed as a nun, came forward and looked at the face of the eldest princess.

His face was ruddy, his breathing was even, and nothing could be seen.

Xie Que just shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that my perception was blinded and I fell into a deep sleep."

As he spoke, his spirit easily removed the shackles on the eldest princess's spirit.

After a while, with a murmur, Gu Zixia slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that it was Xie Que in person, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

"What's wrong with me? My head hurts..." She stroked her forehead and lowered her head, but a faint black light flashed in her eyes.

Xie Que could sense that his wife had not suffered any inhuman treatment in the Poseidon Temple.

After all, those are just sea monsters and have no interest in humans.

When he was taken away, his perception was blinded, and he only woke up now.

To her, it was nothing more than a nap and a dream.

Xie Que put his hands on his shoulders, but his wife trembled involuntarily, but quickly returned to normal.

He wasn't surprised, he just thought his wife was a little scared.

"It's nothing. You were taken away by monsters for a few days, and I rescued you." Xie Que said softly.

Although the eldest princess is the True Monarch of the Yang God, she is still young and has always lived a life of fine clothing and fine food.

She has never had any worries, and her character is not much better than that of ordinary women.

She softly said "hmm" and said, "Thank you, husband."

Xie Que whispered a few more words to her, then stood up and said to the two women: "You two take good care of Zixia, I still have some things to do."

After that, he left the palace and came to an open field.

Mizong Fist!

Xie Que's heart moved, and the martial arts that appeared in his mind was one of the seventy-two unique skills.

It was born out of the first martial arts Xie Que learned, Yan Qing Quan.

After being jointly transformed by himself and Wu Zong Qianqiu, it has turned into a martial arts with almost supernatural power.

It can also be called the fastest boxing technique among the seventy-two skills.

It only needs to be achieved by reaching the realm of a martial arts master, and then it can be displayed after practice.

The energy and blood power required does not require much.

After all, the entire seventy-two secrets are the basic martial arts developed by Xie Que for the entire martial arts practitioners.

He thought carefully and then began to use this boxing technique in a meticulous manner.

In just half a stick of incense, Xie Que had finished executing all one hundred and two of his tricks.

Seeing the golden light that has been tempered for thousands of years faintly flashed past on the Death Trial Diagram.

Under this page, the word Mizong Quan slowly appeared, and along with it was the word "一".

"It can be faster, much faster!" Xie Que calmed down and continued to use this punch.

After only about twenty seconds, Xie Que used it again.

His body was like lightning, and his body was dancing rapidly in the air.

True Lord Xiu Shan, who wanted to report back, took a look and couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty is really hardworking..."

"When you reach such a state, you still seize every minute and second to practice."

He was not in a hurry, he was just waiting for Xie Que to continue practicing.

Time passed until the second day, when the setting sun on the horizon had dispersed its afterglow.

Xie Que just took a look at the Death Judgment Diagram with a tired look on his face.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, only the last time left...

This fatigue is not physical, but spiritual.   He felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit. He practiced a martial art ten thousand times in a row, and I was afraid that no one could persist.

If I couldn't see the progress bar myself, I might not be able to persist.

At first, thousands of times, I could rely on the effect of repeated practice, and my understanding became more and more profound, so I felt a little bit of fun.

By the third thousandth time, Xie Que had already optimized this perfect boxing technique to make it more suitable for him.

But if he continued, Xie Que just felt bored.

He wanted to give up several times, but he endured it because of the increase in the value on the Death Trial Diagram.

"The last time!"

As Xie Que's figure moved again, a faint golden light was emitted from his repeated efforts.

The font of Mizong Fist had suddenly changed into "Spirit Rat Stealing the Wick" at this time.

"What the hell..." Xie Que looked at the name and looked a little confused.

This name is really outrageous.

What is "Spirit Rat Stealing the Lamp Wick"? Isn't it too casual to name this hard-earned thing?

But at this moment, the fragments of Mizong Fist in Xie Que's mind suddenly began to reorganize.

He seemed to have turned into a pure white spirit rat at this moment.

In the dark temple, there are only the bright bodies of many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

The surrounding Buddhas and Bodhisattvas closed their eyes and listened to the Buddha's narration of the Heart Sutra, but no sound came from them.

This spirit rat is only the size of a palm, but it is extremely agile and does not disturb anything.

His body was like a shadow wandering around, nimbly avoiding the Buddha's gaze.

In a moment, he was in front of a bright oil lamp.

The wick of the lamp swayed slightly, releasing a faint and wavering firelight, casting mottled shadows.

The spirit rat looked at the swaying fire and actually heard a hint of Buddha's Zen words from it, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.

It raised its front body, its tiny claws trying to grab the wick.

In just a moment, a huge hand that was almost impossible to avoid grabbed the spirit rat.

But the spirit rat suddenly flashed, as if chasing a faint reverberation in the escaping wind.

At this moment, all the Buddhas opened their eyes and looked at the spirit rat.

At the Buddha's "Hey" sound, the spirit rat landed neatly in front of the oil lamp and gently took the wick of the oil lamp.

"mercy."

The Buddha smiled and nodded to the spirit rat.

The scene of the spirit rat avoiding the eyes of the Buddhas and grabbing the wick began to play over and over again in Xie Que's mind.

Gradually, the spirit rat turned into a disembodied figure.

The figure changed again and turned into Xie Que's appearance.

"So that's it..."

Xie Que suddenly lost his thoughts and began to follow the shadow in his mind to start the boxing technique.

Although this is a boxing technique, it is similar to Mizong Fist in that both of them pay great attention to the direction of the body technique.

But compared to the Mizong Fist, this spirit rat steals the wick, but it is more versatile and faster than any other.

The boxing technique is taken from the one when the spirit rat stole the wick at the end.

The entire spirit rat stealing the wick, according to Xie Que's perception, is almost comparable to magical powers.

Its flexibility is even better than many magical powers such as body movements.

At this time, Xie Que's body movements were so flexible that it was hard to fathom.

Sometimes he rolled and pranced around like a spirit rat leaping in flames;

Sometimes it suddenly disappears and then appears again in another place, like a floating shadow in the water, elusive and elusive.

"However, the consumption is almost a thousand times higher than that of Mizong Fist." Xie Que sighed.

The physical energy it consumes is indeed not comparable to those of mortal martial arts.

In the process of practice, he also continuously strengthened the flexibility of his body, and every movement was as fast as a spirit rat.

If an outsider looked at it, they would only feel that Xie Que's figure had shrunk a lot.

The changes in his boxing moves are like shadows in the wind, elusive and unpredictable.

With Xie Que's practice, this boxing technique also came to an end.

He could also realize from it that what this boxing technique pursues is the unity of body and mind.

You need to see yourself as a spiritual rat in a true sense before you can practice to great success or even perfection.

"The power is pretty good." Xie Que exhaled.

The biggest advantage of this boxing technique is that it makes up for Xie Que's shortcomings in the body technique.

Before he entered the Fourth Realm, because he majored in Yan Qing Quan, his body speed was extremely good among the warriors.

But now it seems that although I am still much faster than those ascetics.

But Xie Que knew that for warriors, this was a weak point.

Daofa can pursue and attack from very far away, but most martial arts cannot.

They all rely on fists and kicks for close combat.

If there are more high-level warriors in the future.

Although those cultivators were not as physically fit as them, they relied on their long-range Taoist magical powers to kite warriors.

If a warrior is not fast enough with his body skills and cannot escape Tao attacks, he will have no way to defeat the opponent.

So this is also the reason why Xie Que chose such a boxing method that focuses on body skills to be the first to break the shackles.

Xie Que sighed lightly.

If he had already possessed such body skills, he would have made up for his own great shortcomings.

When fighting Princess Wan Sheng, it was not like he couldn't avoid the dragon's tail blows, which kept him in a passive state.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and True Lord Xiu Shan walked up to Xie Que with a smile.

True Lord Xiuxian cupped his fists and saluted. This was the authority given to him by Xie Que.

The country has not yet been formally established, and there is no need to kneel down yet.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have achieved another magical power today."

Xie Que shook his head: "It's nothing."

He had already noticed that True Monarch Xiuxian had been here for so long, but he did not hide it.

The True Monarch of Xiuxian could see the agility of the movement just now. Even if an ordinary venerable person used the flying sword, it would be difficult to catch up.

In particular, its movements are flexible and changeable, and its spells may not have such a wide range, and it is also difficult to attack.

True Lord Xiu Shan became serious and immediately began to report the matter to Xie Que.

Nowadays, the sphere of influence of Poseidon Temple has shrunk a lot again, and its priests can only be seen patrolling within a radius of 10,000 miles of Jiuling Islands.

The Poseidon Temple in other places is almost extinct.

Xie Que was not surprised when he heard this.

Princess Wan Sheng has lost her true spirit, so she only dares to bend herself inside the belly of the nine-headed worm and not dare to appear.

If something unexpected happens while going out, the only outcome will be death of the body and soul, and no chance of reincarnation.

At this moment, one side of the martial arts field.

Gu Zixia suddenly appeared. She raised the hem of her skirt and walked slowly towards Xie Que: "My husband has been working hard at martial arts today, so I specially made some soup for him." (End of Chapter)