I Created the Fantasy World

Ling Bo took a small step to read it, and Wang Yu looked back, landing on "Northern Ming Art".

"Bei Ming Shen Gong" accumulates true qi in the sea of ​​​​qi in the tan, which is completely different from the accumulation of true qi in the world's martial arts and the lower dantian. It can be said that the idea is quite strange.

Wang Yu studied it carefully, with a happy expression on his face: "The guess is correct, this martial arts does contain the trick of how to warm the tanzhong acupoint!"

The lower dantian can store qi, and the middle dantian can also store qi. After learning this martial art, the body can hold twice as much true qi as people in the rivers and lakes. This is a big happy event.

Although ordinary people in all corners of the world would not be troubled by the inability to let go of their true qi, Wang Yu was not.

In addition, "Northern Underworld Divine Art" also includes the normal method of accumulating infuriating energy and the method of absorbing the infuriating energy of others, among which the concept is quite advanced.

Wang Yu was accustomed to conventional martial arts. Now that he saw different cultivation methods, the brain holes in his mind suddenly came out one by one, which provided a lot of theoretical basis for the future cultivation of True Qi.

After a long time, Wang Yu rolled up the scroll and sighed with satisfaction.

"Azhu, come here and I will teach you a martial art!" Wang Yu beckoned.

Azhu trotted over and asked, "What kind of martial arts?"

"Qinggong!" Wang Yu laughed.

Azhu was stunned: "Young Master, I have already learned one Qinggong, do I need to learn another one?"

"Learn this Qinggong, you can ignore the previous Qinggong." Wang Yu said proudly.

Although there are many martial arts in Shishuige and Langhuan Jade Cave, there are not many top-level movements, not to mention the Qinggong comparable to "Lingbo Weibu".

"Did you get Qinggong just now?" Azhu Bingxue was smart, and suddenly thought of the key point.

Wang Yu nodded: "Well. Okay, let's go out here, and then go to Dali after practicing."

After he finished speaking, he walked to the steps first, and Arjun hurriedly followed.

Pushing open the stone gate, there is an open space outside, next to the open space is a small lake, and a group of fish are swimming happily in it.

"Wow, this place is so beautiful." Aju looked around and sighed.

"Okay, don't look around, learn martial arts first." Wang Yu urged.

Arjun nodded: "Yeah."

Seeing her withdraw her mind, Wang Yu began to point.

Lingbo's steps in the micro-steps involved the Book of Changes, which naturally could not be difficult for Wang Yu.

He has been involved in Taoism, Buddhist scriptures and some books that may be related to martial arts.

"It's so difficult, son!"

However, for Wang Yu's simple things, it is not necessarily for Ah Zhu.

Although she is smart, she is very young, she has not learned what she should learn, and she cannot know it by birth.

"Well, then let me tell you about the Book of Changes." Wang Yu said when he saw Ah Zhu who was frowning and puzzled.

Azhu had a bitter face and wanted to refuse, but seeing that the son was so serious, he had to nod his head: "Yes, son."

It took a long time for one person to speak and one person to listen. After a long time, he finally explained the knowledge of the Book of Changes involved in Lingbo's micro-step, and then he talked about the martial arts itself.

This time, Arjun is not so confused when he learns.

Wang Yu only explained it two or three times, and Azhu was able to walk in a good manner. After half an hour of practice, he was already proficient and could use "Lingbo Weibu" with ease.

"That's right, it's just a matter of logistics and practice." Wang Yu nodded with satisfaction, and the people who were instructed by him seemed to have good aptitudes.

Hearing Wang Yu's compliment, Azhu's eyes narrowed into crescents with joy, and nodded, "Yeah."

Running happier.

Looking up at the sky, Wang Yu said, "You are practicing here. I'll go find something to eat. Let's go on our way tomorrow."

Azhu responded and continued to practice Lingbo Weibu.

Seeing this, Wang Yu moved, his footsteps lightly tapped on the stone wall, and rushed up the straight cliff like a puff of smoke.

"When will I be able to have such a powerful son!" Azhu looked envious.

On the high cliff, the trees are lush.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Wang Yu saw rows of buildings not far away, hidden among the trees.

"Go to the Infinite Sword Sect to get some food." Wang Yu's figure was like electricity, turned into a phantom, and jumped towards the building complex.

Along the way, although I met many disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect, no one noticed the abnormality.

Entering the kitchen with ease, Wang Yu picked three and four, took a roasted chicken, a few side dishes, a few melons and fruits, ordered a little more food, found a food box to pack, and left without hesitation.

The Boundless Sword Sect was the only thing worth remembering.

As for their martial arts, they were so commonplace that Wang Yu didn't even bother to pay attention to them.

Returning to the blessed land of Langhuan, the food was still steaming hot. He glanced at Azhu, who was indulging in his cultivation, and Wang Yu shouted, "Azhu, you can rest now."

"Oh!" Ah Zhu came back to his senses and leaned over, very happy, "Today's food is very good!"

Wang Yu smiled and said, "You have to thank the Infinite Sword Sect for your selfless dedication."

27 The third level of body training, tendons are like strings, fists are like arrows, strength is like dragons and elephants (5/5 for flowers and collections)

"Is there a Infinite Sword Sect nearby?" Azhu asked while enjoying the food.

Wang Yu nodded: "It's on the top of the mountain."

Arjuna: "How about their martial arts?"

"Weak!"

"How weak?"

"Apart from the head, no one else can beat you!"

When Arjun heard this, he was immediately unhappy and said, "Why are you comparing me!"

Wang Yu laughed: "This way you will have a clear understanding."

Azhu was unhappy and had to vent his depression on the food.

After having dinner and resting for a while, I started to practice again.

"Very good." Wang Yu nodded, he didn't want a vase by his side.

After finding an open space, Wang Yu also started to practice.

Now, he has cultivated to the third level of Body Refinement.

The third stage of body training is to use strength to cleanse the muscles and collaterals.

These tendons are not the meridians that run the true qi in the practice of internal energy, but the ligaments attached to the tendons or bones in the human body.

This kind of tendon plays a role in pulling the muscles and bones in the human body. When it is strong, the strength and instantaneous explosive force will be correspondingly enhanced.

In traditional martial arts, there is a trick to stretch the muscles and bones. There is even a saying that one inch of tendons can prolong life by ten years.

In the world of martial arts, the cultivation of foreign skills also cannot escape this hurdle, and many foreign skills have this step.

The third stage of body training was derived by Wang Yu based on these external skills.

Along the way, in more than ten days, the third stage is about to complete the cultivation.

I have to say that with supernatural powers in his body, his cultivation speed is more than a little bit faster than others, it's almost like a hang-up.

His tendons trembled, and from time to time he made the sound of the bowstring vibrating, and the birds homing in the forest flew up in fright, circling the sky in fear.

As his tendons became stronger, his fists and feet became faster and faster. Every time he made a shot, it was like a phantom. He made hundreds of shots, and it was difficult for others to see the movements of his hands.

"dong dong dong"

The fist hit the stone wall, and the stone wall immediately left deep pits. After a while, a huge deep pit was punched on the hard stone wall.

"what!"

Wang Yu exhaled and raised his voice, the muscles all over his body were like dragons, suddenly tensed, and then spread out.

"Crash"

The sound of the big tendons shaking became more distant, and the beasts in the woods could no longer bear it, and ran wildly.

In the Infinite Sword Sect, many disciples were preparing to rest, and a sense of fear suddenly rose in their hearts, and they were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat.

The muscles of Wang Yu's body were driven by the tendons, and naturally shook. The bluestone under his feet couldn't bear it, it sank half a foot, and all the bluestones turned into dust.

The aftermath shook, and it was so terrifying.

"The third level of body refinement has been completed!"

Wang Yu looked surprised and let out a long sigh.

The third stage of body training is completed, which means that the strength to clean the muscles in the body is completed, and the strength and defense speed increase again.

The strength of his body has reached [-] jins.

Asian elephants generally weigh three to five tons and can drag four to five times their own weight.

His current strength is no less than that of an elephant, which shows its horror.

"Master, have you broken through again?" Azhu was stunned and shocked.

The son of his own family can easily defeat the people of the beggar gang, and the innate masters can't take the son's move. If he continues to develop like this, the son will not really become an immortal, right?

There is a big question mark in Arjun's small head!

"Yeah." Wang Yu was in a good mood and nodded, "How's Ah Zhu Lingbo's micro-step training going?"

"Of course I'm very familiar." Azhu was very proud, and suddenly pointed to the cliff, "Sir, there seems to be a sword there!"

Wang Yu raised his head and looked up.

The night is dark, the stars are dim, and above the cliff, the gem on the hilt of the sword is exuding a faint light.

"It's gimmicky." Wang Yu was speechless, and when he saw Arjun's expectant eyes, he jumped to a height of more than ten meters with one step, and when he reached out, he pulled out the sword.

The body of the sword is like a river of autumn water, even after years, there is still no rust.

Falling to the ground, Wang Yu stabbed with his sword, and the blade pierced into the cliff without the slightest effort.