"So, practicing ancient martial arts has its advantages and disadvantages, unlike our national martial arts. Although we have to put in much more effort and sweat than ancient martial arts, we will never have those tragedies of practicing wrong." p
Qisha said seriously, "Whether it's national martial arts or ancient martial arts, they are just different practicing systems. When you reach the Real Martial Arts Realm or the Great Grandmaster Realm, you will walk the same path, which is the Soul Forging Platform after the Dao Seeking Realm!" p
Ding Ning's brain was roaring. If what Qisha said was true, then he had practiced wrong? He hurriedly asked, "What is the Soul Forging Platform?" p
"Real Martial Arts Realm and Great Grandmaster Realm are both called the Dao Seeking Realm, but there is another name, which is the Foundation Building Realm!" p
Qisha looked dignified and said in a solemn tone, "The Soul Forging Platform is actually the Foundation Building Realm. The next realm, the God Martial Arts Realm, starts to condense the soul. Everyone has a soul, but to condense the virtual soul into a solid soul, there must be a Soul Altar that can accommodate the solid soul, which is the foundation of the soul. Without the Soul Altar, there is no way to condense a solid soul …"
Ding Ning was dumbfounded and subconsciously looked inside himself. What was going on with him? There seemed to be no Soul Altar? p
"The Soul Forging Platform is to condense a pedestal-like thing in the Purple Mansion with spiritual strength. Uh, you don't have the Purple Mansion yet, so you may not understand even if I explain it." p
Qisha patted his forehead and said apologetically, "When you break through from the peak of the Sky Martial Arts Realm to the Real Martial Arts Realm, you will develop the Purple Mansion, which is often called the Upper Dantian. By the way, you are a student of medicine, so you should know the Niwan acupoint. The Niwan acupoint is the Purple Mansion. You should understand it now, right?" p
Ding Ning's mouth twitched and he thought to himself, "I seem to have developed the Purple Mansion when I was in the Xuan Martial Arts Realm. How could I not understand it?" But he was also relieved. It seemed that when the Double-Faced Buddha appeared in his spirit sea, the Soul Altar had been naturally formed. p
Later, when the Gang Spirit in his body was transformed into new energy, a black figure sitting cross-legged in each of his three Dantians. Each black figure had a Soul Altar. But why did he have three Soul Altars? What were the three black figures? He didn't know. p
But now he didn't have time to think about other things. He really wanted to know a question that had been puzzling him for a long time. He curiously asked, "When did the Spirit Master open up the Purple Mansion?" p
"Spirit Master?" p
Qi Sha's face revealed a thoughtful expression. He slightly shook his head, "It's hard to say. Some talented martial artists can open up the Purple Palace when they are in the Human Martial Realm. Some martial artists can only open up the Purple Palace when they are in the Sky Martial Realm. There are even some who can only open up the Purple Palace when they are in the Real Martial Realm. Anyway, the earlier a martial artist opens up the Purple Palace, the bigger their sea of consciousness will be, and the stronger their spiritual power will be." p
"What about divine sense?" p
Ding Ning asked persistently. p
"Divine Sense!" p
A look of yearning appeared on Seven Kills' face. "That's hard to say. It's related to the purity of one's soul force. Some martial artists can transform their soul force into divine sense when they reach the True Martial Realm, but some martial artists may not even have divine sense when they reach the Holy Martial Realm." p
"Ah!" p
Ding Ning was stunned. "Even a Spiritual Master?" p
"A Spiritual Master is a bit more special. After all, it's a profession that specializes in cultivating spiritual power. Normally, when they reach the Real Martial Realm, they can steadily transform their spiritual power into divine sense." p
Seven Kills suddenly said with a sigh, "Like my master and Seventh Uncle, they only transformed their spiritual power into divine sense when they reached the Martial God Realm. Of course, they are special cases. If they hadn't risked their lives to devour the Demon Spirit that Third Uncle brought back from the Demon Abyss, I'm afraid they would have become bones by now." p
Ding Ning revealed a thoughtful expression. It seemed that Du Xing's aptitude was quite good. He transformed his spiritual power into divine sense when he was in the Sky Martial Realm, while Ding Ning only transformed his divine sense when he broke through the Real Martial Realm by chance. p
"However, it's also because of this that my master and Seventh Uncle's sea of consciousness are far beyond that of ordinary people. They are only a little smaller than a Spiritual Master's sea of consciousness, and they have also comprehended the Divine Realm." p
Seven Kills said with a face full of pride and yearning. p
"By the way, is the Divine Realm a realm? What's the difference? How is it formed? " p
Hearing this, Ding Ning became spirited. When Xiang Tiange used the Divine Realm to directly crush Feng Jiu and the people of the Demon Cult, it was a deep memory for him. He really wanted to know how to comprehend the Divine Realm. p
"To be honest, I don't know how the Divine Realm is formed, but I've heard my master say that the Divine Realm and the realm are different." p
Seven Kills recalled and said, "My master said that the realm and the Divine Realm both rely on the power and rules of heaven and earth. But the realm consumes Gang Qi, while the Divine Realm consumes the power of the soul. Compared with the realm, it has the control of willpower, but its power is countless times greater."
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"Control of willpower?" p
Ding Ning murmured to himself in confusion. He didn't understand, but he thought it was awesome. p
"Yes, control of willpower!" p
Seven Kills said excitedly, "To put it simply, if the realm is the house you rented, then the Divine Realm is the house you bought. You can do whatever you want in your house, even if you have to demolish the house." p
"You mean, the realm is a rented house with only the right to live but no property rights, while the Divine Realm is a house that really belongs to you and can be changed according to your will." p
Ding Ning was so smart that he understood immediately. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly understood. p
"Bingguo, correct answer!" p
Seven Kills snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "My master is right. You are more perceptive than me. You will understand as soon as I say it." p
"That's also the image you described. It's simple and easy to understand!" p
Ding Ning chuckled. "Besides, I've always been more sensitive to things like houses." p
"You, haha, you've been talking for a long time. Hurry up and serve me with good wine and tea." p
Seven Kills laughed heartily, and a mischievous look flashed in his eyes. "What tribute tea? Don't you know how to be filial to your senior brother?" p
"I haven't been to Yanjing, right? How can I miss your tea? I'll go get it for you now!" p
Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pretended to take something from his suitcase and turned his back to block his view, but in fact, he took out a kilo of Spirit Emerald Tea from the Water Space and threw it to him. "Drink it. I'll bring you some more the next time I go to Yanjing." p
"That's more like it. You're on your way!" p
Seven Kills said proudly and carefully put away the Spirit Emerald Tea as if it was a treasure. p
Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out another bottle of Spirit Fruit Wine and threw it to him. "Do you have to do that? Try this!" p
"Damn, this is good stuff! I didn't dote on you for nothing. " p
Seven Kills couldn't wait to open it and drink it in one gulp. His face was full of enjoyment. p
"Come on, stop nagging. This bottle is all yours. Hurry up and get lost. I didn't sleep last night. I need to catch up on sleep. When I wake up, let's eat together." p
Ding Ning's eyes flashed and he began to drive him away. p
"Okay, then I'll go find a place to rest for a while. I've been on the helicopter for a whole night. My old back is about to break. I'll go first. If Zhang Yang comes looking for trouble, inform me immediately." p
Seven Kills chuckled and stretched his back with the bottle in his arms. He then swaggered out, not forgetting to remind the others. p
After sending Qisha away and seeing that there was no one outside, Ding Ning stretched out his hand to set up a sound-proof matrix at the door of the room. His face became solemn, and he turned around to look at the empty corner. There was an unprecedented complexity in his eyes. "Girl, you are really bold. Hurry up and show yourself!" p
"Brother …"
From the corner came Yagyuu Asamayu's aggrieved and weak voice, revealing a figure in ragged clothes and covered with blood, who was looking at him with a pale face at the moment. p
Ding Ning trembled all over. Looking at her beggar-like dress and the bleeding wounds on her shoulders and back, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He stepped forward, picked her up, and put her on the bed. He reached out to seal her meridians to stop the bleeding. He was so distressed that he almost burst into tears. With red eyes, he scolded, "You idiot, how could you make yourself like this?" p
"Brother, it's so good to see you again. I'm so happy …"
Like a wronged child who had been bullied and saw her parents, Yagyuu Asamayu looked at him with bright eyes and a beautiful curve on the corners of her mouth, but before she finished speaking, she fainted because of excessive blood loss. p
"Go to sleep. You'll be fine after a sleep." p
As Ding Ning took out the bullet in her body, he looked at her skinny appearance with red eyes, cut his wrist, and dripped his blood into her mouth to replenish her blood. p
The temperature here was so low, but Yagyuu Asamayu only wore a pair of jeans and a beige coat. Her clothes were not only ragged and dirty, but also stained with blood now. Ding Ning didn't know how much she had suffered during this time. p
If she had not been injured and couldn't stop the bleeding, she would not have wanted to see Ding Ning for the last time before she died. Otherwise, she would not have wanted to appear in front of Ding Ning again in her life, because she was not sure whether Ding Ning would blame her or hate her. p
But when she heard Ding Ning's seemingly complaining but actually full of pity, she knew that Ding Ning did not blame her, so she felt relieved and fainted. p
Like a drowning person who caught a life-saving straw, she held Ding Ning's arm tightly with her two arms and did not loosen her grip. Even in a coma, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. p
Seeing her pale face recover quickly, Ding Ning sighed faintly. He hated her, hated her betrayal, hated her departure, but when he saw her miserable look, his heart ached so much that he could not hate her no matter what. p
Especially when he thought of the scene in Yan Jing when she opened her arms to block the bullet for him without hesitation, all his resentment immediately disappeared, and there was only tenderness in his eyes. p
In fact, when he saw the three soldiers were beheaded by the ice blade, he had guessed that it was Yagyuu Asamayu who killed them. If Commander Ge and Qi Sha had not come one after another, he would have gone to find her. p
He wanted to ask her face to face why she killed innocent people and why she returned to that damn organization. But now, he did not want to ask her anything and only wanted her to get better soon. p
Even if he felt sorry for the three innocent soldiers who died tragically, even if he would feel sorry for his conscience, and even if he would be regarded as her accomplice, he would not hesitate to do it. He had always been a person who was very protective of his own people. p
Especially now, when the Yulin Guard was looking for trouble with him, he could lose his reputation and be doomed eternally, but he did not care. He just wanted her to live well. p
After Yagyuu Asamayu's vital signs returned to normal, as before, Ding Ning unabashedly stripped her naked. Her exquisite and graceful curves did not evoke any lust in him, but only endless heartache and pity. p
"What on earth has this girl experienced? How long has she not eaten? " She was so thin that there was no flesh on her body, which made him feel sad. p
Carrying Yagyuu Asamayu into the bathroom, he seemed to go back to the days when she pestered him all day. After carefully cleaning her body, he carried her back to the bed and covered her with a quilt. For fear that she would freeze, he spent a lot of effort to draw a few temperature-controlling talismans in the room. p
It was icy and snowy outside, and it was not time to eat yet. Even if they had to eat, they had to eat in the temporary canteen in the military camp. Fortunately, he had prepared for it and took out the ingredients, pots, bowls, ladles, and ladles that he had prepared before from the space to prepare food for Yagyuu Asamayu. p
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