Supreme Juggernaut

Chapter 2 Pilgrimage!
Walking to the edge of the tribe, the southernmost part of the village, a remote and dilapidated stone house, Li Changan pushed aside the fence and walked in.

He silently put the adoptive father's tablet on the stone table beside him, sat down, took off his clothes, and took out a wet towel to wipe his blood-stained body.

After finishing all this, he walked slowly to the middle of the room and sat down, took a deep breath, and it took him about a quarter of an hour to calm down his restless mood.

"My foster father said that only by getting rid of distracting thoughts and calming down, can you condense your energy."

After hiding his anger and killing intent, Li Changan put his hands in front of his knees, condensed into a strange handprint, and began to absorb the surrounding aura with a specific breath.

In the surrounding air, traces of extremely thin white awns slowly surged from the outside, along Li Changan's nose and mouth, absorbed into his body, and traveled along the meridians of his body.

Suddenly, there was a flash of this cold aura, and it disappeared in an instant, swimming to nowhere.

"Damn it, it's like this again! Where did the spiritual energy go! God, do you have any compassion, why are you so cruel to me!"

Li Chang'an suddenly opened his eyes, two balls of anger shot out, his delicate face turned into a ferocious face, roaring angrily towards the sky.

This is not the first time Li Changan has encountered it. For the past ten years, he has persisted in trying to condense his energy every day.

However, ten years and three thousand and 650 days of hard work have not had the slightest effect.

Everyone starts to practice at the age of 12, because at this time the mind begins to mature, and they can gradually understand the world and understand its truth.

But Li Changan was different. He had a clear mind since he was a child. Under Xiong Manyun's expectation and teaching, he began to try to cultivate since he was six years old.

Li Chang'an was indeed as Xiong Manyun expected, he could feel the existence of qi at a young age, which made him very happy.

However, what is almost desperate is that, for some reason, the aura absorbed into Li Changan's body suddenly disappeared after wandering along the meridians, just like today's situation.

Not only that, his body grew weaker and weaker, and his mind often felt cold and trance. This situation made Xiong Manyun helpless, so he had to teach him swordsmanship to strengthen his body.

Therefore, this also caused him to be 16 years old, his body is still a little thin, not as burly as the man in the wilderness, and he looks like a bully.

His mind has always been tenacious, and he has long been used to this phenomenon. In the past ten years, he has regarded condensing his breath as a habit, and he just insists on doing this thing well every day.

Normally, there would be no disturbances in his heart, but after experiencing such a thing today, a strong desire for power arose in his heart.

If I could condense my energy, would Xiong Fei still dare to step on my righteous father's spirit card?

If I could condense my breath, would Xiong Lier dare to be so arrogant with me?
If I can condense my energy, how dare the Houshan Holy Land not let me in?
"Why don't you let me condense! Why!"

Li Changan looked crazy, raised his head and roared, his expression was full of deep unwillingness.

Do I just let those guys bully me like this!Could it be that today's big revenge cannot be avenged!Could it be that the foster father's spirit card could never be sent to the holy land in the back mountain?I am not reconciled!
Li Changan roared in his heart, clenched his fists tightly, his nails sunk into his palms, traces of blood flowed from the cracks in his palms, his angry and unwilling appearance made people feel distressed.

Immediately, he loosened his fists, letting blood flow from his palms, with a hint of self-mockery on the corner of his mouth

"Maybe, I am an outcast from heaven!"

He restrained his anger, stopped complaining, and was about to get up, trying to piece together the spirit card of his adoptive father.

I have known for a long time that I can't condense my qi, and I won't be too disappointed if I try it now, it's just that I was a little too stimulated by today's events.

The moment he stood up from the bed, he suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and immediately, countless strands of warm air swam through his body, and in an instant, a gust of air rushed over his head, making Li Changan conscious on the spot. Dun, stayed where he was.

After about an incense stick of time, Li Changan's sluggish eyes began to slowly turn, revealing a look of joy, which spread from the pupils to the whole face in an instant, rendering a delicate little face into a color of ecstasy.

""Pilgrimage Judgment"!"

"Standing up in the sky, transcending the ordinary and becoming the holy!"

"Don't be afraid of the immortality of the heavens, and live forever in the world!"

Li Changan's heart was full of shock, and the surprise in his heart at this moment surpassed everything he had encountered in the past 16 years.

When he started to get up just now, there was a sudden throbbing in his dantian, and then a burst of heat surged into his mind, and there was an extra step in his mind.

For this practice method, he was very shocked. He also heard his adoptive father talk about the practice before.

To practice, start with condensing qi.

When the energy in the meridians can be condensed without dissipating, so that it can nourish the meridians and temper the body, it is at the first level of the spiritual body, and you can try to practice martial arts and martial arts.

This technique and martial skill are divided into levels in the process of practice, there are high and low.

Kung fu can be divided into heaven, earth, and human ranks, and each rank is divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks. Among them, the heaven rank is the strongest, the earth rank is the second, and the human rank is the weakest.

The good and bad of the exercises can be felt when practicing. A good exercise takes less time to swallow the spiritual energy of the world, but also absorbs more, and holds more in the body. Law, of course, is not as comprehensive.

Martial arts are also divided into heaven, earth, and human levels, and each level is also divided into upper, middle, and lower levels, which are the same as the classification of skills.

Now, Li Changan's mind is filled with this exercise, so he doesn't know what level it is.

Feeling the bursts of roar coming from the kung fu, Li Changan's eyes lit up. Could it be that this is a heavenly kung fu?
"The name "Pilgrim Judgment" sounds like an unspeakable domineering and charming, extraordinary and holy, all heavens and myriad worlds, these words make people's blood boil, I can be sure, at least not that kind of poor human class Cultivation technique, this really surprised me.”

Li Changan was overjoyed, and a deep smile melted on his usually calm face.

Just now, he felt a trace of warmth coming from his meridians, and he was so ecstatic that he couldn't help but want to dance.

"Aura, this is aura! I can condense my Qi, haha!"

Li Changan shouted happily and loudly, even if there is an extra step of "Pilgrimage Jue" in his mind now, it can't compare to the joy brought by him being able to condense his breath.

Because this is his ten years of persistence and hard work, he finally sees a glimmer of light today.

(End of this chapter)