For the entire day, Hong Yi discussed martial arts with Tie Zhu and Mu The Younger. Finally, he managed to understand the basic movements of the "Ape Demon God Confusion Cudgel", "Heaven Coiling Hands", and "Butterfly Dance Fist Art".
"Let's not talk about the Ape Demon God Confusion Cudgel. It's a set of cudgel techniques that completely destroys the enemy. Xuantian Hall's Heaven Coiling Hands, on the other hand, is a supreme technique for training the muscles. It's on par with the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength. Moreover, one is hard while the other is soft. It's a natural combination of Yin and Yang! "
After a day of martial arts practice, the sky darkened. After eating and washing up, Hong Yi sat on the bed and calmed his mind, recalling the martial arts he had seen during the day.
Xuantian Hall's Heaven Coiling Hands was similar to the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength in many aspects, but the mental cultivation method was completely different.
When practicing the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength, one's mind had to be calm. Then, like fire and explosion, like twisting steel wire and forging steel, one's mind had to be taut, like drawing a hard bow.
But when practicing the Heaven Coiling Hands, one's mind had to be meticulous and unhurried. It was as if one was spinning cotton or pulling out silk. One's mind was incomparably relaxed, as if one was floating in the clouds.
Hong Yi thought for a moment and suddenly stood up. After practicing the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength, his blood was boiling and he was in a heroic mood. Then, he switched to the Heaven Coiling Hands.
With this change, after two rounds of practice, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if his Divine Soul had been injured, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh no! Although the moves are similar, the mental cultivation methods are completely different. When practicing the Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength, the heart is like fire, but when practicing the Heaven Coiling Hands, the heart is like a floating cloud. The switch between these two emotions is like joy and anger, hurting one's mind! I can't practice the two fist techniques together! "
Hong Yi finally understood this logic. Thus, he sat back on the bed and quietly visualized the original appearance of the Buddha in the Amitabha Sutra of the Past. In a short while, his damaged soul was healed, and he immediately felt full of energy.
"Eh? What's going on? "
After Hong Yi recovered, he moved his body slightly and felt extremely carefree. His entire body was lively, and every part was cheering and jumping.
"This is the phenomenon of Yin and Yang coexisting!"
According to the records in the Martial Scripture, if such a phenomenon occurred after cultivation, it meant that the Yin and Yang were truly complementing each other, the fusion of water and fire, and the harmony of the body. This was a situation that would only occur when one cultivated to the peak state.
Training in this state was equivalent to ten or twenty times of training in the normal state!
After Hong Yi drank Hakuziyue's "Ambrosia Wine" in the secluded valley for a few days, every time he practiced, he would have such a phenomenon.
Ever since he stopped drinking the Fine Nectar Wine and started cultivating, he would no longer be in that state.
Hakuziyue had also said that only when one's martial arts reached the peak of the Xiantian Martial Master realm, where the spirit and body were one, could one adjust to the best state every time they practiced and completely control the Yin and Yang of the body. Only then would such a phenomenon occur, causing their martial arts to improve by leaps and bounds.
As for himself, his spirit and body had yet to unite. Every time he practiced martial arts, he would need to use the Bejewelled Nectar Wine to harmonize the Yin and Yang in his body.
"As it turns out, the martial arts of the Daizen Temple and the martial arts of the Xuantian Hall are one Yang, the other Yin. When practicing martial arts, one's mentality is completely different. If practiced at the same time, it would damage the soul. But these two martial arts have the effect of harmonizing the Yin and Yang of the body. I have the Amitabha Sutra, which can repair the soul, so I can practice these two martial arts together! From then on, I can reach the peak state every time, and the effect is the same as drinking the Ambrosia Wine! If this goes on, my physique will naturally be improved, and it might even be better than Tie Zhu's physique! "
Hong Yi finally understood that the Demon Ox Fist of Great Strength and the Heavenly Wrapping Hands were two completely different martial arts. They went to the extremes. Those who practiced forcefully would be happy one moment and calm the next, and their souls would definitely be exhausted.
But the Amitabha Sutra was like the axle of a wheel, combining the two extreme fist arts together!
Two extreme martial arts, forcefully linking together, would cause the body and mind to be harmonious and the soul to be at peace. Only the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", a supreme soul cultivation technique, could achieve this!
Hong Yi once again felt the power of the Amitabha Sutra of the Past!
"Should I impart the Amitabha Sutra to Shen Tianyang, Shen Tiezhu, and Mu The Younger? If they also learn it, then when they practice martial arts, it will be twice the result with half the effort! It can rapidly increase my power. "
Hong Yi suddenly hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "The treasure of the heavens cannot be easily given to others, or else it will bring about disaster. The Amitabha Sutra is a supreme scripture. If the slightest news of it were to leak out, it would immediately bring about endless death and harm them instead!"
The treasure of the heavens cannot be easily given to others, or else it will bring about unexpected disaster. There were countless examples of this in the history books. In the end, Hong Yi dispelled this thought in his heart.
It wasn't that he was hiding it, but if the news of the Amitabha Sutra was not good and leaked, endless disasters would befall.
Before he had enough strength, the secret of the Amitabha Sutra could not be discovered by anyone.
"Martial arts have to be practiced slowly, there's no rush. It's better to cultivate the soul at night."
Hong Yi suppressed the discovery in his heart, closed his eyes, and performed the "Pagoda Visualization Method". Then, he jumped out of the top door with his soul.
When his divine soul left his body, a refreshing feeling came over him. A cool breeze blew everywhere. Hong Yi felt incomparably carefree. Ever since he experienced the spring thunder that day, Hong Yi felt that his divine soul was getting stronger and stronger. It felt like it was about to break through.
After wandering in the yard for a while, Hong Yi returned to the shell, but he didn't wander out. This was because this was the Jade Capital Temple, the foundation of Fang Xiandao. Who knew how many hidden masters there were. If his soul wandered out, he might be killed by the Daoists as a demon or ghost.
…
For half a month in a row, Hong Yi almost did not step out of his room. He practiced martial arts and cultivated his spirit in the courtyard. Xiao Mu took care of his daily life and waited on him. His meals were ready and his clothes were ready. He lived a comfortable life.
Although Mu The Younger was young, she had been wandering in the Jianghu for two years. She was very sensible, and she was very good at everything.
Of course, to live here, the work was not heavy, and the food every day was much better than wandering the Jianghu. Hong Yi even told them to go out and buy some tonics to nourish themselves. After half a month of rest, Young Mu's face became more and more radiant, becoming more and more beautiful.
She also practiced martial arts with Hong Yi every day, and even sparred with Hong Yi!
During sparring, Hong Yi discovered a shocking fact. Mu The Younger's martial arts were higher than Hong Xuejiao's, and her foundation was very solid. Every time they sparred, Hong Yi would be beaten to the ground by Mu The Younger.
However, every night, after practicing Demon Ox's Fist of Great Strength, Hong Yi would practice Heaven Coiling Hands, and then practice Amitabha Sutra. Every time he practiced, he would enter the optimal state of balance between Yin and Yang.
For half a month, he was not in a hurry to break through to the Martial Warrior realm. Instead, he continued to train his muscles and build a solid foundation.
Half a month had passed. Although he had not broken through to the level of a Martial Warrior, he felt that his body was filled with boundless energy. When he tried to wield the iron rod on the iron pillar, he was actually able to wield it! It was completely different from the pain in his back that was half a month ago.
The strength of his muscles had increased by a full 30%!
Hong Yi even felt that he could fight against two of his previous selves!
He knew that this was because his physique had greatly improved. His muscles were stronger than before, and his foundation was firmly established. He was no longer weak.
In the past, Hong Yi had not practiced martial arts since he was young, and his body was weak. Although it had improved a lot after practicing, his foundation was still not solid, and it was somewhat weak. Now, it was completely different. He was like a person who had a strong body since he was young, and had received good training.
On this day, the wind was gentle and the sun was bright.
Mu The Younger rode on a chestnut horse, and Hong Yi rode on a Lightning Chasing Horse. The two of them galloped on the official road, and came to a deserted forest path. Mu The Younger's face was flushed, and her hair was blowing in the wind. She was very happy.
Seeing her like this, Hong Yi thought of the little fox in the valley and felt very warm.
These days, Old Man Shen Tianyang came back from the city. He spent 50 taels of silver to bring back three plump, strong, and slender horses.
These horses were from the northern Da Qian horse breed. They were good at long-distance running, carrying heavy loads, and had excellent stamina. After training, they could be used as war horses. Farmers in the north also used them to plow the fields. One horse was equivalent to ten men.
Although it was far inferior to Lightning Chasing Horse, it was still a superior horse.
"Benefactor, I'm so happy." Mu The Younger was carrying Tuo Mu's forty jin bow on his back. While riding happily, he suddenly pulled back the bow and nocked an arrow. He shot three arrows in a row, and all the arrows hit a tree a hundred steps away. The arrow was arranged neatly in the character "品".
"Good archery! Don't call me Benefactor, it sounds awkward. Just call me Brother Yi. "Hong Yi also pulled back the bow and shot three arrows in a row, forming a character" 品 "under the tree.
"Good, Brother Yi, watch my Butterfly Piercing Flower Shooting!" Mu The Younger chuckled, and with a squeeze of his legs, he actually moved left and right on the horse's back. He jumped up and down, and pulled back the bow. He was like a dancing butterfly, and arrows were shot out continuously.
Hong Yi was dumbfounded. He knew that this sort of fancy archery technique required an extremely high level of archery and horsemanship. It was as if the person was glued to the horse, allowing them to dodge the enemy's arrows and return fire at the same time.
"This is the archery technique of the Butterfly Martial Fist Technique. I'll teach you when I have time!" Mu The Younger chuckled again.
"Good. It's getting late. Let's go back." Hong Yi looked up at the sky.
"Okay!"
The two of them pulled on the reins and galloped back the way they had come.
…
"Who dares disturb my training? Was that girl using the Butterfly Martial Fist Technique just now? Is that a secret technique of our Xuantian Hall? It would never fall into the hands of outsiders, so why would it appear on this little girl? Could it be? Could it be? Is she the person the Dojo Master is looking for? The Dojo Master sent us into the Da Qian this time for two reasons. First, it was to coordinate with the White Ape King and Monarch Sweetyfox's plans. Second, it was to find Grand Tutor Yuwen … This girl seems very similar. I'll have to find out where she lives. I'll take a picture of her tonight. "
Just as Hong Yi and Mu The Younger were galloping away, a woman dressed in white suddenly walked out of the forest at the top of the mountain path. Her hair was let loose on both sides, and she had a colorful ribbon tied around her forehead.
This woman's attire did not look like Da Qian clothing at all. Instead, it was the women's clothing of the Yun Meng Kingdom.
Just as she was muttering to herself, she moved her feet and chased after the horse from afar.
When night fell, she reached the foot of Mount Jade Dragon, where she saw Hong Yi and Mu The Younger enter a courtyard.
"Jade Capital Temple? Fang Xiandao's territory? There are many experts there. If I want to do something, I'll have to be fast! "
Taking advantage of the darkness, the woman snuck into the side of the courtyard and waited for a long time. Suddenly, she took out a talisman that reeked of gunpowder.
The talisman was covered in a dense pattern of flames.
As she took out the talisman, she also took out a golden-silver pill the size of an egg.
She wrapped the pill in the talisman and threw it to the ground.
"Bam!"
The talisman immediately exploded. The sound was very soft, but the light was intense. The pure white flame burned the pill into steam.
A cloud of golden-silver steam rose. The woman sat motionless, as if her soul had left her body and entered the pill.
Immediately, the golden-silver pill quickly transformed into a female warrior dressed in silver armor. She was thirty feet tall and looked like a goddess. Her face was exactly the same as hers. She jumped violently! Leaping several feet high, she leaped over the wall and entered the courtyard.
"Bam!" The entire courtyard shook!
This giant golden-armored warrior seemed to be made of pure silver and not steam. It was not an illusion either. It was real!
The moment she jumped into the courtyard, the tall silver-armored warrior stretched out his hand and smashed the door with a punch.
The thick wooden door was like a piece of paper in his hand, breaking with a single poke.
After breaking through the door, the huge silver-armored warrior stretched out his hand and reached into the room, as if he was grabbing at a bird's egg, grabbing at the people inside.
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