"Bang, bang, bang …"
Gao Zhengyang and Hui Ming exchanged three punches in a row. He could not withstand the punches and could not help but take three steps back before he could resolve the layers of endless punches.
The punches coming from the destructive punches were round and straight, straight and square, square and curved, curved and round. Such a cycle seemed to be endless.
In the Heart Buddha Realm, Gao Zhengyang could still use his tyrannical strength to suppress Hui Ming, but in the real world, his punches were always a notch weaker and he was immediately suppressed by Hui Ming.
Hui Ming took the opportunity to stick to Gao Zhengyang's side and punched him under the ribs, then bent his elbow and hit Gao Zhengyang's chest.
Although Gao Zhengyang raised his elbow in time, because of the chaos of the punch just now, he could not resist this hammer-like elbow. He was sent flying dozens of feet away, crashing into the wall before slowly sliding down.
"You lost …" Hui Ming withdrew his fist and stood still, but his mouth pointed out Gao Zhengyang's problem without any politeness. "No matter how exquisite the fist intent is, it will be 20% weaker when used in battle. Although the Heart Buddha Realm is said to be able to project the world of ten directions, it is still formed by the image. There is still a huge gap between it and the real world. "
Gao Zhengyang obediently listened to the lecture with his head down. At this moment, he could only gasp for breath. The punches just now had exhausted all the essence, qi, and spirit in his body.
In terms of fist intent, he had reached the Grandmaster level and was not inferior to Hui Ming. But when it came to actual combat, there was still a huge gap between him and Hui Ming. This was not only in terms of the cultivation of vitality, but also in terms of combat.
Ever since he lost to Gao Zhengyang in the Heart Buddha Realm, Hui Ming never entered Gao Zhengyang's Heart Buddha Realm again. Instead, they fought in the real world.
Hui Ming's power was limited to the lower fifth rank, and Gao Zhengyang was not allowed to use the physical strength of the Heaven Stage.
To have a great ninth rank expert accompany him in combat every day, Gao Zhengyang could not ask for more.
Hui Ming was not polite either. Every time they fought, he would beat Gao Zhengyang to a pulp.
With his status, he naturally wouldn't beat someone up until they crawled on the ground. However, every time, Gao Zhengyang would be so tired that his bones would go limp and his muscles would go numb. All of his Essence Qi would be drained, leaving nothing behind.
This feeling was like being skinned and pulled out. The pain was indescribable. If it was an ordinary martial artist, after such extreme training, they would not be able to recover even after ten days or half a month.
The human body had a limit to what it could endure. It was not to say that one could cultivate tirelessly and become stronger just by relying on their willpower.
Be it practicing martial arts or cultivating the Dharma, there must be a balance between tension and relaxation. Blindly cultivating would definitely lead to problems.
This was especially true for a powerhouse like Hui Ming, who could force out all of a person's vital energy potential, leaving absolutely not a single trace behind.
For cultivation, this was an extremely cruel method. The slightest mistake could destroy a martial artist's Yuan Qi foundation.
Only Gao Zhengyang, who had a freakishly strong body, didn't care and persisted in using this method to cultivate every day.
Even Huiming clicked his tongue in wonder. Gao Zhengyang's innately strong physique was not much worse than his body.
One had to know that Hui Ming cultivated the Vajra Fist and Vajra Sutra, his martial arts from the inside to the outside, practically reaching the legendary Vajra Indestructible Body.
Among Tier 9 powerhouses, Hui Ming's physical body was absolutely one of the most powerful.
In ancient legends, some divine beasts or powerful fiends were born with powerful bodies. For a human's physique to be born so powerful, it was truly unheard of.
Hui Ming had checked before. Gao Zhengyang was absolutely human, not even having barbarian bloodline. His special physique also came from the same source as the divine soul. It was innate and did not have any traces of external force changing it.
Gao Zhengyang also let Hui Ming check with ease. Jue Mie did not see the problem, Wu Xiang also did not see the problem. Hui Ming was not more brilliant than the other two. He naturally would not see other problems.
Gao Zhengyang guessed that it should be that when he transmigrated through time, his divine soul and titanium alloy fused into one, becoming his innate physique. Others could not see the problem no matter how they looked at it.
"Your body is tyrannical, your fist intent is also exquisite, but facing a true powerhouse, your weakness of low vitality will be exposed. If your vitality is weak, your martial spirit will be weak, and your changes will be slow. "
Hui Ming said sternly: "No matter how tyrannical your body is, how many movements can you make in an instant? Vitality is controlled by the martial spirit. In an instant, vitality can make thousands of changes. Can your body keep up? "
Powerhouses of Heaven Stage and above, their martial spirit could turn into a substance to control vitality. It had substance but was formless, so it could change endlessly.
The human body was much more complicated. One punch needed to control the bones, blood, tendons and so on. It was much more complicated than the changes of vitality.
Heaven Stage powerhouses also attached importance to the physical body. But with the support of vitality, it was the martial spirit and vitality that controlled the physical body. The physical body had the power to overturn rivers and seas. This was completely different from simply using the strength of the physical body.
To put it simply, Gao Zhengyang was too slow right now. He could barely compare to a Tier 7 or Tier 8 powerhouse. But the difference between him and a Tier 9 powerhouse was too big.
Gao Zhengyang also felt wronged. He also knew this problem. He had been working hard to think of ways to cultivate. For example, cultivating incantations. Some incantations could help him speed up. But the effect was not obvious.
Also, in front of a Tier 9 powerhouse, low level incantations were easily suppressed by the vitality domain. They could not be of any use at all.
Maybe because he was in a bad mood, Hui Ming was especially rude tonight, lecturing: "There are no shortcuts in martial cultivation. Your body is special, so you have to work harder. Vitality is the foundation. Don't go down the wrong path! "
When Hui Ming returned to his room, Gao Zhengyang relaxed and slowly walked back to his own room.
Gao Zhengyang knew that his Amitabha Buddha made Hui Ming very unhappy. This old man was using it as a pretext to teach him a lesson.
But old man Hui Ming was right about one thing. He was now in a bottleneck.
There was no need to talk about vitality cultivation. He could only cultivate step by step. There were no shortcuts on this point. Unless those imperial families or large sects had some special formations, pills and secret realms that could speed up the speed of vitality cultivation.
Heart Buddha Sect was known as one of the ten sects. It sounded very impressive. But compared to other sects, they were poor.
Vajra Sect definitely had similar resources, but the sect did not have enough to distribute, so there was no way it would be his turn.
Gao Zhengyang felt that he should play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. He should fully utilize the advantages of titanium alloy and not think about cultivating vitality quickly.
Hui Ming's lecturing was right, but it was also a little biased. There were countless monsters and demons in the world that relied on their bodies to make a living. They were also domineering, and no one dared to provoke them.
These monsters and demons were all born with all kinds of magical powers that their vitality and bodies were tightly combined. Just like Yue Qingxue's Heaven Eye, it was such a natural magical power. She did not need to cultivate to have great power.
Gao Zhengyang had read a lot during this period of time. Pegasus Temple was very poor, but Hui Ming had goods. There were many precious books that recorded all kinds of secrets.
He knew that the monsters did not need acupoints to circulate their vitality, but through the natural runes on their bones and flesh.
Gao Zhengyang had discovered this problem a long time ago, and had thought of using the titanium alloy to simulate runes to have magical powers. But after meeting Jue Mie and officially cultivating all kinds of secret techniques, he had forgotten about this matter.
After a period of cultivation, Gao Zhengyang could almost conclude that with his current speed, he might be able to reach Heaven Rank in three years.
A rank seven martial artist wanting to suppress the crowd at the Buddha Birth Festival was simply a dream.
Gao Zhengyang's goal was very simple, to have the strength of a rank nine. Only then would he have the right to speak, and his position as the sect leader would not be shaken.
Entering the ninth rank in terms of vitality cultivation was just a dream. Unless he could kill tens of billions of demons, he might be able to use the Blood God Flag to enter rank nine.
Gao Zhengyang had long given up on this delusion. He felt that it was easier to start with titanium alloy.
Titanium alloy had already reached the third stage, and could change shape at will. Simulating runes was as easy as turning one's hand.
Recently, Gao Zhengyang had been constantly trying to simulate the runes he had learned using titanium alloy bones. The result was a failure without exception.
He could not sense any vitality from the runes simulated by titanium alloy bones. Skin, flesh, and even internal organs, Gao Zhengyang had tried them all. There was no effect.
Obviously, simulating runes alone was useless. There was still a very crucial thing missing.
He still needed to find a strong Great Sorcerer to help him study this problem.
Gao Zhengyang had originally wanted to find Liu Qingge for help. He felt that a woman who truly liked him, even if she was not willing to be part of his harem, would at least be a trustworthy friend. She would definitely be able to help with the problem of spells.
Hui Ming's words made Gao Zhengyang realize that he was dreaming. Liu Qingge actually wanted to use him to cultivate the Passionless Book!
Gao Zhengyang suffered a heavy blow, mainly because his pride had suffered a heavy blow. This also made him give up on asking Liu Qingge for help.
"However, it seems that the guy who cultivates the Passionless Book has to work hard to love me deeply …"
Thinking of this, Gao Zhengyang suddenly had an idea, and couldn't help but be in a good mood.
After a good night's sleep, Gao Zhengyang arrived at Jade Spring Tower at noon the next day.
"Grandmaster, why are you here so early …"
Seeing Gao Zhengyang, Liu Qingge's bright eyes lit up, and her eyebrows were overflowing with joy.
Anyone who saw her would be able to feel the joy emanating from her heart, and also the kind of peerless beauty that bloomed because of that joy.
Liu Qingge's radiant appearance was definitely not a lie.
Standing to the side, the maid Meimei couldn't help but lower her eyes and eyebrows. Her face did not change, but she secretly sighed in her heart.
"The secret method of the Demon Sect is really strange." Gao Zhengyang also sighed in his heart. Liu Qingge's implicit and sincere feelings were completely from the heart. He could feel it very clearly.
Gao Zhengyang suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said with a smile, "This time, I came here to ask for your help."
"We are bosom friends, if there is anything, I will definitely help." Liu Qingge didn't ask what it was, and straightforwardly agreed.
Seeing that Gao Zhengyang had no intention of speaking, she immediately understood, and said to Meimei, "You go and prepare dinner first …"
The corner of Meimei's eye twitched. They had just eaten lunch, and they were already preparing dinner. Could the excuse of chasing people away be any more direct!
With a face full of hidden bitterness, Meimei left.
Liu Qingge excitedly walked to Gao Zhengyang's side and sat down, her bright eyes staring at Gao Zhengyang, and said happily, "Speak …"
Gao Zhengyang didn't stand on ceremony, and grabbed Liu Qingge's warm lily-white hand, and said softly, "I have some questions about spells, Qingge, please teach me."
Anyway, the other party was using him to cultivate the Passionless Book, so Gao Zhengyang also let go. Since it was true love, it had to be intimate.
Liu Qingge's jade-like face blushed, but the joy in her eyes was even more intense, "What questions do you have, quickly say it …"
"Demon beasts have many innate magical powers, is there any way to learn these magical powers?"
Gao Zhengyang asked.
Liu Qingge was slightly stunned, and thought for a while before saying, "There have been mages who have thought of this long ago. Now there are many ways to borrow the magical powers of demon beasts. For example, by using the demon beast's runic bones, together with the corresponding magic tools and techniques, the magical powers on the bones can be activated. "
For ten thousand years, who knew how many mages had studied this problem.
On the use of demon beasts' magical powers, mages were also divided into several schools. Some of these methods were widely spread.
Of course, this widely spread only referred to the major sects and forces. Normal mages might not even have heard of it.
Jue Mie knew, but these were all mages' knowledge. Jue Mie also didn't have time to talk to Gao Zhengyang. The sect's ancient books also wouldn't record the contents of these spells.
In the past, Yue Qingxue also didn't have a wise master, and fumbled her own cultivation, so she didn't know these.
Wu Xiang and Huiming also knew, but Gao Zhengyang didn't dare to ask them.
It wasn't until Liu Qingge explained that Gao Zhengyang suddenly realized, so that was the case.
"The magical powers of demon beasts originate from the bloodline inheritance. When the demon beasts die, the runes on the bones lose the nourishment of the bloodline, and gradually lose their effectiveness. This also greatly limits the use of demon beasts' magical powers. In the past two thousand years, spells have been constantly perfected, and the system has expanded day by day. There are too many spells that mages can learn, and not many mages have studied this … "
Gao Zhengyang nodded. Indeed, there were so many restrictions on the use of demon beasts' magical powers, and it was normal to be eliminated.
On this point, he believed Liu Qingge. Since the other party wanted to play with true love, he wouldn't lie to him. Not to mention such a small matter.
"If the runes on the demon beast's bones are moved to other bones, can they exert power?"
Gao Zhengyang still didn't give up, and asked a relatively low-level question.
If it were other mages, they wouldn't have answered such a boring question. Liu Qingge was deeply in love with Gao Zhengyang, and wouldn't have a trace of dislike.
She patiently explained, "The runes on the demon beast's bones are actually inherited from the soul seed, and they continue to grow in the body. The runes on the bones are closely related to the demon beast's soul and body. To use these magical powers, all kinds of conditions must be matched to stimulate the runes on the bones. This is completely different from my clan's array. "
Gao Zhengyang suddenly understood, no wonder his imitation of the runes had no effect. Other conditions had to be matched.
It was easy to imitate the runes on the bones with titanium alloy, but how could he imitate the soul and bloodline of a demon beast!
Relying on titanium alloy to imitate demon beasts' magical powers, he thought it was a shortcut, but it turned out to be a dead end.
Gao Zhengyang couldn't say he was depressed, but he was indeed very disappointed.
Gao Zhengyang was always indifferent like a god, and suddenly showing this kind of disappointed look had a special kind of charm.
Liu Qingge felt sorry for him, and hurriedly said, "Actually, in recent years, there have been some unique mages who created a new realm in the use of demon beasts' magical powers. Like the legendary Master Lian Jinghong, it is said that he put the demon beast's bones into iron armor, and refined it into iron armor mystic weapons. He is known as the most brilliant blacksmith in the last two hundred years … "
"Hmm?" Gao Zhengyang's eyes lit up. Using demon beast's bones and iron armor, it sounded very promising. Maybe it was what he needed.
Gao Zhengyang asked, "Where is Master Lian Jinghong, I want to visit him and ask for advice …"
"He's in Tianyue City," Liu Qingge said and sighed softly, "but no one knows where he lives. I've been looking for him. "
Gao Zhengyang said awkwardly, "Tianyue City is so big, if someone like Master Lian wants to hide, it will be difficult to find him."
Gao Zhengyang was very experienced in this. For example, Hui Ming, a level nine powerhouse, was holed up in Tianma Temple. No one knew his identity.
It was said that Tianyue City had a population of more than a hundred million, it was too difficult to find a hidden powerhouse.
"Master Lian likes blacksmithing, even if he hides, he will not give up this hobby," Liu Qingge said.
Gao Zhengyang shook his head. Since the iron armor mystic weapons were so powerful, there must be many people looking for Lian Jinghong. If it was easy to find, he would have been found long ago.
Liu Qingge hesitated for a while, "Master Lian also likes poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting …"
As she said this, Liu Qingge lowered her eyes slightly, her cheeks showing a bit of shyness. This was the reason why she got close to Gao Zhengyang in the first place.
Gao Zhengyang smiled gently and gently stroked Liu Qingge's lily-white hands, not saying anything.
He was thinking further. Liu Qingge wanted to use him to find Lian Jinghong, but what about the Ninth Prince? Maybe he was thinking the same thing.
Who knew how many people were working behind him. His reputation quickly spread far and wide, and soon, it spread everywhere. This in itself was a little strange.
Maybe he was thinking too much, but it was not impossible.
No matter how beautiful a poem was, it could only be used for entertainment. A blacksmith master, on the other hand, could refine many magic weapons and Divine Soldier.
During this ten thousand year calamity, the status of a blacksmith master was even more important.
As for others using him, Gao Zhengyang was not angry. He wanted to become famous, and even if others cooperated with him, it could be considered as taking what they needed.
But if Liu Qingge did not tell him, he would still be in the dark.
Perhaps Hui Ming also did not know about this. After all, Hui Ming squatted in his room every day, how could he know so many changes in the outside world.
Since he liked poetry, he might take the initiative to look for him, which was very beneficial to him.
Gao Zhengyang asked curiously, "Why is Qingge looking for Master Lian?"
Liu Qingge hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice, "An inherited magic weapon in my family is broken, and I want to ask Master Lian for help."
"Master Lian is so hard to find, why not find someone else …"
Gao Zhengyang was not familiar with blacksmithing, but it was impossible for there to be only one blacksmith master.
Liu Qingge shook her head dejectedly, "This magic weapon in my family is very special, and only Master Lian can repair it."
"Don't look so bitter …" Gao Zhengyang said, "I also have a question to ask Master Lian, let's look for him together."
"Okay, okay …" Liu Qingge smiled happily like a little girl.
Liu Qingge was usually as cold as water, but when she made this kind of lively and cute gesture, it did not seem artificial, and had a different kind of charm.
Gao Zhengyang's heart also swayed. This girl had the innocence, tenderness, and cuteness of a young girl, but also the coquettish beauty and ruthlessness of a mature woman. These two kinds of contradictions were not only reflected in her character, but also in her body. She had created a unique charm that was unique to her.
Hui Ming pointed out that Liu Qingge was poisonous, which stimulated Gao Zhengyang's competitiveness and male hormones.
Gao Zhengyang calmed his emotions, "What kind of poetry does Master Lian like? I can tailor it according to his preferences."
"Yes." Liu Qingge also came to her senses and said, "He loved his wife the most, but she died halfway. After all, he likes those kind of sad poems …"
"This is easy …"
Yes.
No matter how beautiful the poem was, it could only be used to pass the time. A Master Refiner could refine many magic tools and Divine Soldier.
During this great calamity, the status of a Master Refiner was even more important.
Gao Zhengyang was not angry about others using him. He wanted to become famous, and even if others cooperated with him, it could be considered as taking what they needed.
But if Liu Qingge had not told him, he would still be in the dark.
Perhaps Hui Ming also did not know about this. After all, Hui Ming squatted in his room every day, how could he know so many changes in the outside world.
Since he liked poetry, he might take the initiative to find him, which was very beneficial to him.
Gao Zhengyang asked curiously, "Why does Qingge want to find Master Lian?"
Liu Qingge hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice, "One of my family's inherited magic tools is broken, and I want to ask Master Lian for help."
"Master Lian is so hard to find, why not find someone else …"
Gao Zhengyang was not familiar with the refining industry, but it was impossible for there to be only one Master Refiner.
Liu Qingge shook her head dejectedly, "My family's magic tool is very special, and only Master Lian can repair it."
"Don't look so bitter …" Gao Zhengyang said, "I also have a question to ask the Master Instructor, let's look for him together."
"Okay, okay …" Liu Qingge smiled happily like a little girl.
Liu Qingge was usually as cold as water, but when she made this kind of lively and cute gesture, it was not artificial, and had a different kind of charm.
Gao Zhengyang's heart also swayed. This girl had the innocence, tenderness, and cuteness of a young girl, but also the coquettish beauty and ruthlessness of a mature woman. These two kinds of contradictions were not only reflected in her character, but also in her body. She had created a unique charm that belonged to her.
Hui Ming pointed out that Liu Qingge was poisonous, which stimulated Gao Zhengyang's competitiveness and testosterone.
Gao Zhengyang calmed his emotions, "What kind of poetry does Master Lian like? I can tailor it according to his preferences."
"That's right." Liu Qingge also came to her senses, and said, "He loved his wife the most, but she died halfway. After all, he likes those kind of sad poems …"
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