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Chapter 251 Don't Compete

Of course, this is not all, the real fighting will really turn the world upside down, but it can also be reflected from the side that when the martial arts master reaches the big stage of Tiger Leopard Leiyin, in addition to the physical changes, the fighters begin to improve spiritually.

From a certain point of view, it is very similar to a monk's promotion of the soul level, but the direction is completely different. Warriors pay attention to the extreme concentration of spiritual will, reaching the point of being almost physical, while monks talk about Taoism and nature. fit the whole world

, Can display all kinds of magical powers that arouse the vitality of heaven and earth.

Wang Teng, who had punched a few times, breathed a sigh of relief. According to the current practice progress, it only takes one or two weeks to completely condense his blood and energy and turn him into Wang Hu.

Ordinary martial arts masters stop here, but for those who want to set foot in martial arts, this level of energy and blood is far from enough.

Qi and blood are like an oven, and Qi and blood are like real dragons.

Only those who have reached this level are qualified to turn qi and blood into bone marrow, and use part-time jobs to accumulate zhenqi.

Blood like mercury, marrow like frost.

When Wang Teng went out to the restaurant to have breakfast, he was surprised to find that the atmosphere today seemed a bit dignified, and he seldom saw smiles, but most of them had dignified faces, eating the same food.

After bringing a large bowl of food to find Wu San, Chen Gang and others, looking at Wu San who was shaking his legs all the time, he couldn't help being surprised and said: "What's wrong, this is, I feel that the atmosphere is not right today."

Xu Jiao, whose mouth was stuffed with food, said vaguely, "Mr. Wang, today is the competition. The first competition will officially begin two hours after eating."

Wang Teng was stunned: "No wonder I saw along the way, most of the people were in a hurry, and I couldn't see the leisurely look of the previous few days."

Chen Gang was dumbfounded: "I think you have practiced for a long time."

After a pause, he seemed to have no intention of asking, "Have you reached that stage of cultivation?"

Wang Teng didn't care, and said while eating: "Half-step grand master, after all, you can be called a grand master after your energy and blood turn into a tiger."

"I mean, am I about to reach the level of a great master?"

"It will take a while."

Hearing Wang Teng's answer, Chen Gang's mind finally regained his balance. After all, turning qi and blood into a tiger involves the combination of spirit and body, and with the will of martial arts as the traction, it requires an extremely strong and tenacious will to be restrained in order to do it. arrive.

The cheerful Zhang Fei next to him couldn't help asking: "It will take a while, how long will it take?"

Wang Teng frowned a little, and said with a little embarrassment: "I'm afraid it will take a week or two to reach the level of qi and blood transforming into a tiger, and further to the stage of qi and blood like a real dragon. According to the current entry, it should take about half a year. That Only then will you be eligible to enter the Martial Sage."

Chen Gang, Wu, and the others all looked at each other. For a while, Zhang Zixuan, who had no reaction at all, said leisurely while eating small bites, "I really want to hear someone's heartbroken voice."

Wang Teng was puzzled: "Who is it?"

Chen Gang looked at Wang Teng with grief and indignation: "Do you know how hard it was for me to reach the realm of a great master? Not only did I practice Zen and enlightened, but I also had to exercise my body every day to strengthen my body, and at the same time, the precious medicinal materials I prepared day and night would continue to grow." Tonic, it took a full ten years to step into this great realm."

God is pitiful, the practice of martial arts tends to become more and more difficult the further you go, how come Wang Teng's place seems to be calm and breezy. How long has he broken through to the realm of tiger, leopard, thunder, and blood refining? Let's not talk about where he is in the Yangzhou City Stadium. Let's say he has accumulated a lot (God knows how people in their 20s have accumulated so much skill.) After stepping into the blood refining realm of Hubao Leiyin, he has made rapid progress all the way. In a short time, he can reach the half-step Grand Master with his tyrannical body and incomparably thick blood. With one kick of Qi and blood turning into a tiger, he has achieved the realm of a great master.

Although it seems that the road to Shu is difficult, Wang Teng doesn't seem to feel it.

"You pervert." Chen Gang said with envy and envy: "It's really more angry than others. Why don't you go to cultivate immortals with this talent? I believe many people will rush to get you."

Wang Teng was even more embarrassed, so he could only lower his voice and say, "I tested my own bones at the beginning. If I went to practice immortality, I would be completely useless. Even if I got in, I'm afraid it's still the material for a cook to chop firewood."

Chen Gang regained his balance in an instant, and he said hesitantly: "If it weren't for my fellow practitioners in Dajue Temple, who even used martial arts as a foreshadowing, I am now a cultivator in the realm of gods, and I have three hundred years to live!"

Zhang Fei next to him asked curiously, "Then why did you betray Dajue Temple in the first place?"

Chen Gang fell silent for a moment, and Zhang Fei also knew that he had said something wrong, and when he didn't know what to do, Chen Gang sighed and raised his head to ask.

"You said, do people really have to get rid of the emotions and desires in order to evolve?"

Zhang Zixuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Isn't the purpose of Dajue Temple to become a Buddha, so you have to abandon the disadvantages of human beings? According to your teachings, it seems that greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desires are all bad. To be a human being should be without desires." Without seeking, can one become a sage, become a Buddha and become a patriarch?"

There was a sneer on Chen Gang's face: "They are all a group of self-deceiving old stubborns. Looking at the Dajue Temple since it was established for thousands of years, whoever can do this is not a guy with a flawed personality."

Wang Teng deeply believes that only a paranoid brain will think that human emotions are unnecessary and completely hinder the existence of evolution.

He couldn't help but said: "If you say so, there are still people in your Dajue Temple who can reach it?"

Chen Gang nodded slightly: "Thousands of years ago, the Sanzang master in the prosperous Tang Dynasty achieved this so-called Buddha's heart, so his body transformed into feathers, leaving 360 five relics, and escaped into the Buddha's realm by himself."

There was a trace of coldness on Chen Gang's face, and he mocked: "A person who looks compassionate, but is actually as hard as a stone and cold, this is the so-called equality of all living beings, and treats people and livestock in the same way."

Wu San was surprised and said, "The holy monk Sanzang is from your Dajue Temple?"

"Yes and no, Dajue Temple wasn't called Dajue Temple back then, it was all a matter of old sesame seeds and rotten millet, so don't mention it."

Wang Teng knew a little more than these people. When he was in a different place at the Yangzhou City Stadium, he talked with Kong Zhi and revealed a lot of information.

Wang Teng said leisurely: "Trapped by love?"

He didn't understand why he was troubled by love. This guy who had never been in love at all didn't know how difficult the word love would be.

Chen Gang was silent for a while, and when he was about to say something, a soft voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Yuanxu has met Master Shanming!"

When they heard this sentence, everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look, and suddenly saw a little novice monk in a gray monk robe standing behind Chen Gang, looking at Chen Gang with a slightly nervous expression.

Chen Gang, who heard someone calling his Dharma name, couldn't help turning his head with a slight frown, looking at this young monk who was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

(End of this chapter)