ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 113 Crossing the Galaxy and the Bond of Pure Heart
Live broadcast in the temple, the sea monks watched this strange scene...

The young female cultivator punched a turtle with a shrunken head until it reached its shell.

As if punching was not enough, the long sword was unsheathed and a cold light filled the air.

The long horizontal sword reflected her faint smile. Every time the sword struck, a circle of water would spread around her feet.

"This, this attack is a bit harsh."

"The sword is a good sword. Otherwise, if she used it like this, the blade would have been broken."

"But I have to admit that she has become more and more skilled in using Jingxin's Incarnation Technique under her series of attacks."

The first level of Zhenwu Transformation Technique is a passive move. Even when you close your eyes and fall asleep, your body still maintains an invulnerable and powerful state. However, if you consciously strengthen one part individually, you can withstand more powerful blows.

The little turtle closed his eyes and shivered, and then blue lights lit up to protect himself.

True combat experience can only be gained by taking a beating.

Du Xinghe sheathed his sword and said, "I've tried two moves, don't just let me hit you."

"I have no weapons..."

As soon as Jingxin stretched out his head, he was met with a stick.

He covered his forehead and saw what was floating around him. Wasn't it the Rakshasa stick he had borrowed?
Just as Jingxin was about to accuse Du Xinghe of throwing a stick at him, she looked over with a puzzled look on her face: "Why do you want to catch the stick with your head? Forget it, pick it up and hit me."

"But I don't know how to use a stick."

Jingxin raised his face, his watery eyes showing a clear sense of stupidity.

The Rakshasa Stick Sutra was created by the abbot of Wanfa Temple. The eyes of all the sea monks turned to the abbot, as if asking -

Isn't this your cub? Shouldn’t I get all your true heritage?

Du Xinghe frowned, took the Rakshasa stick from his hand, and demonstrated it to him.

She didn't plan to switch to stick technique. She had only played with this set of sticks a few times since she got it. Most of the time it was to teach Shen Shui. Later, she let him practice it by himself, so she practiced this set of Rakshasa stick skills just average. , thinking that he is just a showman but has no strength... Even so, in the eyes of the host and the sea monks, he is still much better than Jingxin.

The host was shaken when he saw it: "Anyway, the stuffing is in human form, so let's put a turtle shell on her..."

"No, host! Then he will become a hermit crab!"

When Du Xinghe saw that Jing Xin had taken the stick and swung it in the same way, the stick technique was ineffective, so he gave up training with him for the time being.

She placed her gaze on the Xuanwu statue and said thoughtfully: "Jingxin, you said that if you want to leave the trial place, you need the approval of the Xuanwu clone, right?"

Jingxin nodded.

Du Xinghe asked him to continue and tell all the details he knew about the Xuanwu clone.

Under the painful gazes of the sea monks, Jingxin poured out beans and said: "When we understand the first three levels, we can use a drop of blood to summon the Xuanwu clone. It will compete with us. We don't need to defeat it, as long as we show what we have." If we learn the Three Levels of True Martial Transformation Technique and gain its approval, it will send us back to the temple... When we return to the temple, I will introduce my father to you! Treat you to some scallops!"

The sea monks of Wanfa Temple are secluded from the world, but they have lived for such a long time and accumulated experience in making turtles.

As soon as Jing Xin said this, his own blood could no longer be saved.

Fortunately, only one drop is needed.

Sure enough, Du Xinghe turned around and smiled gently: "Jing Xin, we are friends, right?"

"Yes, yes," Jing Xin patted her chest: "I can help my brothers!"

"That's great."

Du Xinghe was even happier.

After two breaths, Jingxin looked at the small gash on his fingertips that had been opened by the sword with tears in his eyes - he could stab his brother twice, but he never thought he would be stabbed twice by his brother! Fortunately, the cut was not deep, and it almost healed after he licked it.

The light red blood fell into the pool and disappeared instantly.

The pool is clean and clear, and you can see the pebbled bottom at a glance.

It was such a calm and ordinary pool, but after falling into Jing Xin's blood, sudden changes occurred.

Blood beads penetrated the pool like arrows and fell downwards.

Invisible objects move around in the pool, shattering the tranquility of the pool.

Something seemed to be rushing up from the depths of the pool. It rose higher and higher and became clearer and clearer. The water gushing out of the pool formed a slender human figure, with a pair of golden vertical eyes looking at it coldly. He looked over and attacked with a trident in hand!
Such a straightforward approach, she likes it!

Jingxin, who summoned the Xuanwu clone, saw the two people fighting fiercely, and was afraid that it would affect him. After retracting his turtle shell, he slowly rolled to the corner...

He felt that he was doing it very secretly, but unexpectedly, the whole temple saw him.

It's a bit embarrassing.

The incarnation of Xuanwu has no intelligence, and is just a projection of the remaining power of the original deity, but it is still powerful enough to crush all levels. The trident swiped across her shoulder, making a harsh sound like swords clashing.

Whether from a literary or biological perspective, it is extremely difficult to imagine that human skin can make such a sound.

The blue light from the Zhenwu Transformation Technique lit up.

Every time he lit up, he blocked a blow for her.

This is the defense of the Golden Sea Body!
Just as Du Xinghe was sighing at what a terrifying defensive inheritance the descendants of Xuanwu had mastered, the real descendants of Xuanwu were huddled in a corner and trembling. The splashes of water were as sharp as blades, and stray bullets scratched on his turtle shell. The shrill and terrifying movement.

What frightened Jing Xin the most was that his new friend was laughing while beating him.

He quietly took a look and saw that his good friend's arm was covered in paint and the blood was pouring into the pool.

Jing Xin was startled and found that she was smiling even more happily.

...Who is this?
Du Xinghe discovered that the Xuanwu clone was holding back its energy. None of its moves were killing moves, and it was like free sparring.

Half an hour later, Xuanwu's incarnation turned back into a pool of water.

Not having enough fun crossing the galaxy, he patted Jing Xin's turtle shell and asked him to donate two more drops of blood.

After two more rounds, Xuanwu Point could no longer be summoned.

Jingxin murmured: "You can only summon it three times a day."

Du Xinghe looked at herself. Under the high-intensity confrontation, her spiritual power was exhausted, so she had to sit cross-legged and meditate.

She meditated behind closed doors while calling the system: "I want a sparring partner in the spiritual space."

System: [Host, you need to stop thinking about what you are talking about. 】

Du Xinghe changed his mind and said: "In many palace fighting novels, it is mentioned that a man dotes on a woman, and the ultimate experience is the experience on the bed. Some authors also set up that beautiful women will compete for favor before entering the palace and ask their mothers to teach them. A way to please a man, then I just want a similar sparring partner.”

The system suspects that the host is doing something that cannot pass the trial, and has obtained preliminary evidence.

Du Xinghe: "It's just that the other party's Fangzhongshu must be based on what I set."

The system gave in and accepted to give her a Fangzhongshu training partner.

It's just that the flow rate of time is one to one with the outside world, preventing the host from being addicted to the intramural technique.

The system said: [Actually, a host made the same request before, but in the end she found that the simulated person tasted a hundred times better than the emperor, so she gradually became passive and slow in work, and was no longer willing to sleep with her. Ask the host to distinguish between virtuality and reality. 】

Cross the galaxy and let it rest with one hundred hearts!
With her mind moving, she crosses the galaxy and inputs the skills she has learned to the simulated opponent, and raises the strength to the peak of the pill formation. Her strength is roughly equivalent to that of Tianxiao, the Leilinggen monk hired by her senior brother in the Medicine King territory.

In the empty mental space, a faceless person looked down at his hands.

Du Xinghe didn't design an appearance for it, so the place where the facial features should have been is now blank. The martial arts input by the host and the instructions given to it by the system are integrated together - it wants to teach the host to have sex, but sex is to treat the person in front of it. Beaten until incapacitated?
The simulated spiritual body will not doubt its master. It faithfully executes the orders and must turn Du Xinghe into a master of Fangzhongshu in the shortest possible time.

The system records the host's settings, and you can use the ready-made ones next time you bind a new host.

Hey.

……

When his spiritual power was almost restored, Du Xinghe opened his eyes again.

Ah, what a satisfying sexual intercourse.

"Enough rest." Du Xinghe stood up and stretched his wrists, not forgetting to kick Jing Xin up next to him: "Come here and start learning the second level."

After curling up and sleeping for a while, he half-closed his eyes in confusion: "I-I wonder if we haven't rested either... Weren't you awake meditating just now? Aren't you sleeping?"

"Why do monks sleep? Meditation is rest."

Du Xinghe looked at him in confusion.

In the past, Jingxin's only way to understand the outside world was through the storybooks purchased by Kanhai, but now he has another way to understand the outside world.

What a hard life the human monks outside live, the little turtle is in awe.

He was escorted to the mural of the second level of exercise.

The second level of the Zhenwu Transformation Technique teaches how to absorb the essence of the sun and moon and the power of the five elements between heaven and earth and turn it into one's own use. After completing the first level, those who practice this technique will have five more meridians in the body, symbolizing the five elements. It means that many powers can be perfectly gathered and integrated in it, and can form dark power veins under the skin. In a short period of time, it can increase its own strength to a level comparable to real Xuanwu.

Therefore, it is also called the Zhenwu Transformation Technique.

"Do I have five extra meridians? Forget it, let's look at yours."

Du Xinghe turned the little turtle over and over to look at it, putting his hand on the turtle's belly, his face flushed with shame: "Donor Du, I'm not married yet, what will my future wife think of me if you call me like this? …I don’t understand anymore…”

From a human perspective, this is no different than handling a Brazilian tortoise.

His plastron did not have the complicated patterns of other elderly sea monks. When he used spiritual power to examine the plastron near his heart, it turned out that there were two meridians that were different from those elsewhere.

Du Xinghe comforted him: "No one knows, you are still innocent."

The sea monks watching the live broadcast in the temple: "..."

Everyone can see it clearly.

Cross the Galaxy and check for yourself at the same location.

After checking this, my heart sank.

"Donor Du, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing his good friend's face sinking again and again, Jingxin patted his cheek. When the shyness faded, he stepped forward to show concern.

"...I'm so stupid, I should have known..."

Du Xinghe held his forehead and smiled bitterly. He laughed because he was angry. He had nowhere to vent the complicated emotions in his heart. He clasped his turtle shell with one hand and twisted it clockwise. He saw the little turtle running at high speed and letting out a whimpering scream. He felt a lot of relief. .

Jingxin has five more meridians, and she has ten!

When he activates the technique, blue light patterns will appear on the plastron near the heart.

And her branch-like veins can extend from the heart up and down to the neck and lower abdomen.

"What, what's wrong..."

Jingxin, who finally stopped, was dizzy, but he still didn't forget to care about his good friend.

Du Xinghe: "It's okay, come and practice."

"..."

He would rather be in trouble!

Du Xinghe didn't care about the sorrow in his heart. Seeing that he cared so much about him and bullied him in every possible way, it felt a bit inappropriate, so he conjured up a box of recovery pills, opened his mouth and drank it: "This is to help you recover." Demonic power, your biggest problem is actually your lack of fighting spirit. How can you become stronger by always thinking about avoiding fighting? It doesn’t matter, I also have a solution for your problem. "

She bought Nuan Qing Dan from the system mall and fed it to the little turtle.

Jing Xin felt an inexplicable burning heat gushing out of his Dantian, and the spiritual platform was stuffy. He was shocked: "Donor Du, is this the intention to fight? I remember it!"

"Yes, if you feel like this again in the future, you just want to compete or practice with others."

She is earnest and seductive.

Du Xinghe once again took out the Golden Sea Ball, and under the power of the Black Tortoise, he condensed a light blue dark pattern, absorbing the power of the five elements and converging it on the long sword.

She didn't know whether the five extra meridians were good or bad for the time being.

But whether her life is good or bad is her own fault. She has already received too many opportunities. If she doesn't understand it for a while, then don't worry about it and just concentrate on practicing.

Soon, Du Xinghe was no longer satisfied with the golden sea pouring out of Shekou.

Since there is a whole sea of ​​gold behind the Xuanwu statue, can she go inside? Move your body at will, cross the Milky Way, follow the current, and swim into the Shekou.

"The power here is purer!"

Du Xinghe had practiced dual cultivation with Xinyue several times, and had experienced the spiritual power of water spirit root monks. At that time, he thought it was the ultimate form of water. After arriving at the Xuanwu Hall, I realized that there are people outside the world, and there are monsters outside the monsters. In front of the ancient beasts that control the power of heaven and earth, individual talents are still far behind.

Silks of blue light appeared in the golden sea and twisted around her body.

The ten new meridians in her body were like magnets meeting opposite poles, irresistibly attracting each other, absorbing the power inside, and violently expanding the meridians.

If someone saw Du Xinghe at this time, they would find that her skin, which was originally as white as gelatin, had tree-like veins, as if it were carved from the finest aquamarine, with a very light blue color all over her body. .

As if displeased with her intrusion, the waves of the sea roared.

Du Xinghe only stayed inside for ten breaths before he was pushed out by the stronger sea force.

"Wow!"

Jingxin saw Du Xinghe being "vomited" out by the Xuanwu statue, and hurried forward to catch her. Seeing thread-like blood spots all over her body, she hurriedly treated her injuries. The demon power of the sea tribe was close to the water, and it had some healing power. The refreshing demon power poured into her limbs and bones. She felt much better immediately. She half-closed her eyes and touched the hair of the person next to her: "Thank you, Xinyue."

Jing felt heartbroken for a moment, and emphasized angrily: "I am Jing Xin, not Xinyue!"

"Ok?"

Du Xinghe sat up with one hand on his upper body.

Jing Xin was still fussing, but she stopped in shock when she saw that the left eye she opened and looked over was completely blood red, and the pupil in the middle was almost invisible.

Du Xinghe leaned forward, narrowed his intact right eye and looked at it carefully for a while: "I admitted my mistake, I'm sorry."

She touched Jingxin's head.

Even though he is more than a hundred years old, he is indeed considered a child according to the life span of the sea monk. In addition, his height is only a little higher than her waist. She treats him like the little brother next door, beating him again and again, it hurts: "Thank you You, Jing Xin, if it weren’t for you, I would have recovered even more slowly.”

Du Xinghe suffered internal injuries due to the shock of the sea water just now.

"I'll remove the blood stasis from under my eyes, and you can help me treat it."

Jingxin: "Ah???"

Before he could finish screaming, Du Xinghe opened his left eye to bleed.

Jingxin hurriedly transferred the light green demonic power to her body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, she did not cry out in pain, but looked forward in a daze, blood falling from her eye sockets and flowing down her cheek.

"Does it hurt?" Jingxin asked, "Why did you rush into Master Xuanwu's statue so quietly?"

"The power inside is more pure, but I couldn't bear it for the time being and almost exploded."

"..."

"But didn't I explode?"

A smile appeared on Du Xinghe's lips. After being baptized by the purer golden sea, she was one step closer to her goal.

The sea monks all have a Buddhist temperament. There has never been a descendant of such an impatient cultivator. He drilled directly into the throat of the ancestor's golden body, laughing while drilling, such pure power.

If Xuanwu's consciousness was still in this world, she would be frightened and vomited.

"There will be no danger of life in the trial place. Just now... the statue of Lord Xuanwu just wanted to spit you out."

"Well, I controlled it well and didn't push in." She said with a smile.

When Du Xinghe found that he was approaching his limit, he followed the flow of sea water and washed himself out.

With her current physical strength, she would not be hurt even if she fell from a height to the ground.

After exploring the Xuanwu Palace, Du Xinghe arranged a full and complete itinerary for himself——

Challenge Xuanwu clones three times a day.

Testing the Xuanwu statue's tolerance for her, and after making herself bloody and prickly, let Jingxin heal her.

When the spiritual power is exhausted, he closes his eyes and practices a new version of Fangzhongshu in the mental space. It evolves from elbow strikes to flying body movements.

[Host, why do you need such a large space to practice Fangzhongshu? Isn’t one bed enough? 】

During this period, the system also had doubts.

Du Xinghe said confidently: "How can an ordinary person's bed be compared to a dragon bed? Your system is too narrow-minded."

System: [That’s it. 】

The schedule of crossing the Xinghe River was noticed by the sea monks in Wanfa Temple, and they couldn't help but feel fear.

Unaffected by external forces, the sea monk can live up to seven or eight thousand years.

What longevity brings is a passive desire to fight and a slow progress. I don't like to expand territory by nature, and just want to turtle in the deep sea. How painful would it be to live such a long life like crossing the galaxy? Human monks are so terrifying!
"I, I really can't practice anymore. Donor Du, please spare me... I'm just a turtle..."

Jingxin is like a salted fish that accidentally entered the 996 factory, was rolled to death, and doubted whether the turtle would survive.

If the world outside the Sea of ​​Mercy was like this, he would never mention wanting to travel again!
Within five days, Du Xinghe forcibly hit the throat of the Xuanwu statue, using the purest Xuanming power to widen and open up ten new meridians. He could also easily gather the surrounding Ming power for his own use, and could even condense it into his long sword and body. throughout.

"Look at Pure Heart."

When he heard the donor calling his name, Jingxin, who was almost exhausted and was about to return home, managed to raise his eyelids.

From his perspective, Du Xinghe has three ghost images.

She raised her hand, and the blood vessels under her skin shone with a bright blue light.

But in an instant, a layer of cyan wrist armor formed on the back of her right hand: "If you refine the second level of Zhenwu Transformation Technique to the extreme, you can release the power of Xuanming and condense it into a battle armor that covers the whole body. Don't you think so?" Don’t you want it? I can only gather a palm-sized armor now. You are a descendant of Xuanwu, so you shouldn’t be slower than me if you practice seriously.”

Jingxin Qi is like a gossamer: "I admit that you are the real descendant of Xuanwu, I am just a turtle, please spare the turtle..."

Seeing that he really didn't want it, I regretfully let him go across the galaxy.

The remaining power of Xuanwu was too tempting. She once wanted to change her mind and simply stay here forever, or stay until March and then go to Emperor Yingcang's tomb to collect her magic weapon - what happened in Shark City had nothing to do with her. What to do? But as soon as she closed her eyes, she would think of the tragic death of Beibei, the abducted female shark, and the palace master and Gerile who had clearly only met each other once, but placed their hopes on her.

But those were not the key reasons that urged her to leave.

"Guigui, you don't long for power because you haven't encountered a time when you are powerless."

Du Xinghe sat next to Jingxin and patted his turtle shell.

Whenever she recalled what happened to Samecheng, her sealed past life memories felt as painful as needles: "The end of anger is helplessness. I don't want to be angry because I'm not strong enough. I want to be happy and do whatever I want."

Jing Xin's eyelids trembled and he looked up at her: "So is this why you still laugh every time you turn yourself into a bloody man?"

"Why not?"

"I thought you liked getting spanked."

The little turtle doesn't understand her.

The third level of Zhenwu Transformation Technique truly involves the category of "attack".

The unique skills that Xuanwu left behind were naturally not just about being beaten.

After refining the golden sea body and opening up new meridians, the refiner's physical body reaches the strength of the Inexhaustible Realm, and can turn the dark power absorbed into the body into a miniature vortex, and then hit it out with twice the power, shaking and destroying the enemy.

Du Xinghe discovered that this was very similar to the power of the Xuanwu statue to "vomit" itself out.

"The impact of the waves is multiplication. At first it is just a gentle slap on the knees, one wave after another, and finally it turns into a tsunami that collapses the mountain."

Du Xinghe secretly said: "This is similar to Destroying Snow Peak."

But Zhenwu Transformation Technique has another point. It can not only absorb the power of the five elements, but also absorb, accumulate, and then fight out the power that the enemy has previously hit on you. Its martial arts concept is very close to Tai Chi's borrowed power.

With this in mind, Du Xinghe took drugs and practiced tirelessly.

There is seafood in the Xuanwu Palace, and Jingxin will eat small fish and scallops that fall out of the Golden Sea.

He picked up the meat and wanted to share it with his good friends, but was declined by Du Xinghe - not to mention that she was already fasting, and even if she wasn't fasting, the amount of pills she had eaten would have filled her stomach completely. Won't feel the slightest bit hungry.

This intensity of cultivation made the sea monks in Wanfa Temple feel a little uncomfortable: "Is it really so bad for us in Xuanwu Temple?"

"I wasn't in such a hurry to come out back then."

"She has learned the skills that we have practiced for ten or even a hundred years in half a month, how can we put aside our dignity?"

If we compare the life span of a sea monk to a monk, three hundred years is just a longer summer training camp. If there are less people, it will be a bit boring. If there are more people, it will be like a happy little world free from the control of the elders. Every day is just eating and drinking. Have fun and sleep well.

Zhenwu incarnation technique?

I only learned it when I was bored. No one thought that I could ask Master Xuanwu's clone to come out for sparring every day.

This level of cultivation and hard work cannot be compared with crossing the galaxy.

"She is a pill-forming monk after all, and she has a lifespan of hundreds of years, right?"

The sea monks felt guilty after seeing this.

No matter how the spectators feel, Du Xinghe has initially mastered the third level of power.

……

"Purify your heart!"

As soon as Du Xinghe called Jing Xin's name, he consciously stretched out his arm and let her take blood.

Blood dripped into the pool, and the incarnation of Xuanwu whose face was half covered by snake scales was summoned again. Even though it has no emotions, Jingxin seems to see a hint of speechlessness and exhaustion in it...

It held a trident and attacked continuously for two weeks.

Du Xinghe raised his hand, and the green wrist armor covered his wrist in an instant. The halberd blade scratched the wrist armor, and the latter was not injured at all.

The Xuanwu clone frowned slightly and switched his attack.

As she began to absorb the surrounding dark power, the meridians in her waist, abdomen and neck glowed brightly, and every move it made was absorbed by her, and then shocked out! He forced her to make a sword move, and its figure swayed slightly, with water flowing from its hair.

"it is good!"

This is the first time Du Xinghe has beaten it into a state of instability.

The next moment, changes occurred suddenly again.

The surrounding pool water evaporated into mist, wrapping the Xuanwu clone in it. When the smoke dissipated, it transformed from a slender snake-scaled boy into a warrior whose entire body was covered with tight seams.

Even though he was crossing the galaxy, he couldn't help but be surprised:
"Do you still have a second form?"

The fifteen-day period was approaching, and Du Xinghe knew that she didn't have much time left. She had better make a quick decision and gain the approval of Xuanwu's clone.

But how to break this armor?

The Xuanwu warrior did not rush to launch an offensive, but quietly looked at her across the water.

Trying her best, she could only make the armor cover the length of her forearm.

In the Wanfa Temple, the host commented: "She is already very powerful, but the trial in the Xuanwu Palace cannot be rushed. Only when she can cover 80% of her body with Cang Armor can she have the strength to fight Master Xuanwu's clone."

A sea monk suggested: "She is a monk. Maybe she has other defensive magic weapons that can be used? If it is a high-level defensive magic weapon, its effectiveness is equivalent to that of Cang Jia."

"Well, it depends on her fortune."

If there is a high-level defensive magic weapon in the storage ring, luck is also part of the strength.

……

After pondering for a moment, Du Xinghe felt that he needed some armor.

She slowly shifted her gaze to Haiseng Jingxin, who was eating scallops next to her.

Little turtle: "Gah?"

Little Turtle: "Ahhhhh, Lord Du, why did you lift me up--"

"Retract your limbs and concentrate your demonic power on the turtle shell."

Du Xinghe holds a sword in one hand and a newly acquired shield in the other, and charges towards the Xuanwu warrior!
Xuanwu Warrior: She yelled for partners, bonds, etc. and rushed over.

Du Xinghe: Don’t underestimate the bond between me and Turtle, damn it! ! !

Turtle: Sad