Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Jiang Ran could also feel that the second layer of his Thousand Refining Hands had begun to transform.

Within the bones of the body, qi and blood continue to roar.

Begin to use the muscles, bones, blood veins, and internal organs of the whole body, and gradually transport qi and blood in the arms.

The cultivation of the Thousand Refining Hand takes a lot of time and a lot of effort in it.

Just like a constantly polished sword embryo, all excess impurities are tempered by blows to continuously remove impurities.

Only the toughest and sharpest blades are left behind, turning into the sharpest weapons.

Thousand refining hands are like this, compared to the previous life, Jiang Ran's understanding of the thousand refining hands is now more obvious.

Originally, Jiang Ranqian's cultivation should be faster.

But from a few years ago, Jiang Ran thought of a bold method, that is, to improve the cultivation methods and methods of the Thousand Refining Hand.

From the original hammering of the arm and palm, it has begun to be tempered all over the body.

The amount of blood and energy required is a lot.

In the past two years, Jiang Ran has only verified with theoretical knowledge that it is okay.

But the specific attempt is not so simple, the organs of the human body and bones, meridians, will not be the same.

Every place is different, and the Thousand Refining Hand is a cultivation formula.

To fit into every part of the body, it takes a lot of experimentation and a strong physical body.

Therefore, Jiang Ran only gave up after a little try, intending to wait until he reached the Blood Refining Realm, with a large amount of essence blood in his body.

And after relying on Dacheng's Guiyuan refining method, he began to cultivate the Thousand Refining Hand.

"Boom!"

The door was violently pushed open, and the red plover heard the movement inside and burst in.

Seeing Jiang Ran, who hung a towel with his upper body naked, he turned his head and slammed the door again.

The frizzy look made Jiang Ran couldn't help but laugh.

Wiping the water droplets on his body, Jiang Ran also put on his clothes, opened the doors and windows, and dispersed the fog inside.

"I thought you were dead, it scared me to death."

"Make such a big movement, I don't know what to say."

Seeing Jiang Ran who came out neatly dressed, Hongluan showed a hint of worry in his eyes.

But between seeing Jiang Ran's strong breath and faint steps, there was also the sound of qi and blood rumbling.

The worry in his eyes disappeared, and all that remained was a thick complaint to Jiang Ran.

"Why, worry about me."

"Didn't I say it, I'll shout out to you if something happens."

Jiang Ran sat on the stone bench next to the red plover and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

The taste of alternating hot and cold is not comfortable, even if it is warm now, Jiang Ran's palm is still a little cold.

It is estimated that it will take a while to ease up.

"Who is worried about you, I'm just afraid that if you hang here, it will break my feng shui here."

"It's hard for me to explain it to the people in the Martial Palace."

Hong Luan turned his head and said to Jiang Ran with a reluctant expression.

But that look was not much different from stubbornness, and Jiang Ran did not speak.

Just quietly drinking hot tea, quietly feeling the cultivation results brought by the first time with the frost flower just now.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

"No manners."

The red plover snorted softly and picked up a stone from the ground on the side.

Threw it directly towards Jiang Ran, although he used strength, but what kind of strength Jiang Ran was.

In the previous life, he was weaker than the red plover, and his talent was much worse.

Now this life is different, and I have steadily caught the small stones.

Jiang Ran held it in his hand, slowly used hard, the stone directly turned into powder, and slowly released his palm.

A breeze blows, and the powder dissipates as a smear of dust.

"Is Qianlian Hand so powerful?"

Seeing that Jiang Ran could crush a stone so easily, Hongluan's face also showed a touch of surprise.

Just now, she could clearly feel that Jiang Ran was definitely not using force.

If it were her, she would be able to do the same with all her strength.

But the two are not comparable.

"A path of martial arts, a heavy realm and a heavy heaven."

"It's the same with the Thousand Refining Hand, I can do this when I am in the first layer of the Thousand Refining Hand."

"Now I will almost enter the Blood Refining Realm, and then I will be able to cultivate the third layer."

Jiang Ran's face was calm, and he clapped his palms, seemingly unimpressed by these.

But in Hong Luan's opinion, the second layer alone would have to go through so much painful cultivation.

The other realms of the Thousand Refining Hand will definitely not be simple to cultivate.

They are red and white, and they were originally brothers and sisters.

It was only after the passage of time that the friendship between the two gradually faded.

"Well, it's good, my state of mind is so resolute."

"It's worthy of being my future son-in-law of the Hong family, rest assured, I won't bully you when the time comes, sister."

As if he was very satisfied with what Jiang Ran said, Hongluan went up and patted Jiang Ran's shoulder.

He said to Jiang Ran with a hearty face.

"I'm not going to be your Hong family's son-in-law."

Jiang Ran shook his head with a smile, it was impossible to be the son-in-law of the Hong family.

This was true in previous lives, and it is true in this life.

"My sister is so beautiful, our Hong family is powerful, and it is a high-grade family."

"I don't know how many young masters want to come to our Hong family to be my son-in-law, but I still don't want to."

The red plover turned his head unwillingly, and obviously became a little unhappy.

But Jiang Ran didn't say anything about this for a while, and over time, after the red plover turned his head for a long time, his brows also wrinkled.

"I am the only seedling of the Bai family, and it is a shame to go to the Hong family to be a son-in-law."

"You and my family once had an incense friendship, and chasing its source can be regarded as a cousin."

"So I don't plan to go to your Hong family to be a door-to-door son-in-law, but..."

Jiang Ran was halfway through his words, and when Hongluan heard the head, he suddenly stopped.

Take a sip of hot tea, not in a hurry.

Such a look immediately made the red plover anxious, and quickly pinched a handful of tender meat around Jiang Ran's waist.

"Hiss..."

Jiang Ran gasped, although he had entered the martial arts, every man's weakness was definitely the meat around his waist.

"Say or not!"

Hong Luan danced his small fist and looked at Jiang Ran.

If you don't continue, I'll start the meaning of my hands.

"The son-in-law can't do it, I can carry you back in an eight-door sedan car."

"If the Hong family doesn't let go, I can grab it."

"If you can't grab it, you will go back to White Emperor City with me."

Jiang Ran smiled slightly, although it seemed like a joke.

But Hong Luan was stunned, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to laugh at Jiang Ran's incompetence.

But looking at the boy in front of her, so serious, so confident, her laughter did not come out in the end.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and he didn't speak, but nodded silently.