Fighting life simulator

Chapter 397 Negotiation, Great Heaven Fortune Palm

Leading the team to destroy the branch halls of the Soul Hall, there are still many details to be discussed, and they did not act so quickly. This time, Xiao Ming was only notified in advance to let Xiao Ming prepare, so he did not stay long.

Returning from Xuan Kongzi, Xiao Ming just sat down in the hall.

The little fairy doctor hurried over, and after entering the door, she threw herself into Xiao Ming's arms with a happy face.

And Qinglin and Venerable Tianhuo took a step later.

"Xiao Ming, you've been away for five months, but you're back."

Burying her head into Xiao Ming's arms, her ears and nose were full of that familiar breath, the little fairy doctor spoke softly, with a bit of resentment in her tone.

"Zi Yan's matter is a bit troublesome, so it took a long time." Xiao Ming touched the little doctor's hair and explained with a smile.

"However, you have made considerable progress in the past five months, and your aura is much stronger than before. You should have turned Dou Zun."

"Well, a few days after you left, I finished taking the Dou Sheng capsules that you gave me, and I broke through to the first rank of Dou Zun. It's just that the process of becoming a saint at rank nine is too difficult, so I'm still stuck at the first rank. Respect."

Xiao Ming nodded, expressing his understanding, and he didn't feel that the little doctor was slow in cultivation.

Nine-turn sanctification does not seem complicated. Simply put, it can also be called nine times of condensing and compressing. When a strong man who is at the peak of Dou Zun, the fighting energy in his body is full and there is no way to increase it, it is At the beginning of the Ninth Revolution, at this time, he needs to condense and compress all the battle qi in his body, and finally make the empty space in the full body reappear that can accommodate the new battle qi
And when the grudge is full again, it is necessary to continue to condense!
After repeating this for nine times, it will be Dzogchen!
And the battle energy in the body will undergo a qualitative change under this kind of compression, and then leap across the immeasurable sky stream, and truly enter the holy rank!
After nine turns, you can become a saint!
This ninth turn is easy to say, but if you really want to practice it, it is really life-threatening. Think about how terrifying the fighting energy can be contained in the body of a Dou Zun peak powerhouse. If you want to fill it up, and still Filled nine times, this kind of demand is enough to be worthy of the word terrible.

Every turn is equivalent to cultivating from one star to nine stars, it's normal for Xiao Yixian to still turn Dou Zun once in the past half a year.

In the original book, Little Doctor Fairy and Qinglin were only fighting for one star in the end.

It was still lifted up by the blood of the demon saint of Huangquan. The top physiques of Xiaoyixian, Qinglin Youer Nandu and Jade Snake Sanhuatong are all like this, which shows the difficulty of breaking through the fighting saint.

Even if Xiao Ming still has a lot of Dou Sheng bone marrow in his hand, it is not enough, most of the resources can only be concentrated on one person.

Sighing, Xiao Ming said to the few people sitting beside him.

"This time, I went to see President Xuan Kongzi, and he gave me a mission to destroy the sub-temple of the Soul Palace."

"Destroy the branch hall of the Soul Palace? This task is very dangerous. After all, the Soul Palace is not something like a glacier valley." Venerable Tianhuo frowned when he heard this. Since his resurrection, the name of the Soul Palace has been thunderous.

He has also fought against him before, and he knows that the Soul Palace is not a good match.

"The president told me that the target of this operation is a temple of earth evil, if it is just a temple of earth evil, there is nothing to worry about."

"Disha Palace?" The little fairy doctor in Huaizhong was a little puzzled when she heard this strange word.

"The Hall of Souls has many branch halls in Zhongzhou, 24 of which belong to a more important level, and the Hall of Souls, they are called the Disha Temple. The status of the Disha Hall is in the middle, and above it, there is the more important Tiangang Hall, divided into three halls of heaven, earth and man. Below it, there are some less important halls."

"The defense of the Disha Hall is usually more than two elders with five stars or less. Now that the Soul Hall is fighting against the Pill Tower, there may be a few more elders on defense."

"This operation is not a task for me alone. I am just leading the team. There is also an eight elders who will go with me. In addition, there are foreign aids."

Except that the details were not discussed, Xuan Kongzi had already told Xiao Ming the general plan.

"It turns out that the Soul Palace still has this kind of division..." Venerable Tianhuo stroked his beard, and his worries about this operation were much less.

He just discovered that Xiao Ming's aura is stronger than his, and he must have reached the Dou Zun Seven Stars.

Unlike the Pill Pagoda who has never seen Xiao Ming make a move, he knows Xiao Ming's fighting power. People with a lower level than him can only punch one punch, and even the same level can't support Xiao Ming's few moves.

There are two ordinary elders, or there are five. For Xiao Ming, there is no other difference except for a few more punches, and he doesn't even need to use fighting skills.

However, Venerable Tianhuo still asked Xiao Ming.

"Do you want us to go together?"

Hearing the words, Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin looked at Xiao Ming's cheeks together, they didn't want to be separated from Xiao Ming, especially Xiao Yixian, Xiao Biesheng was newly married, but she had been separated from Xiao Ming for half a year.

Xiao Ming shook his head: "You and I have other arrangements, I hope you go to another branch hall, and then bring out the soul source from it."

"The origin of the soul?" Qinglin heard this word for the first time.

"The purpose of arresting soul bodies in the Soul Palace is to extract the soul source, which can make people's soul realm break through quickly." Xiao Ming briefly explained.

With Xiao Ming's explanation, Little Doctor Fairy and the others knew why Xiao Ming asked them to do this. Xiao Ming is a pharmacist, and he valued soul power more than them.

At the moment, even the little fairy doctors and the others don't want to be separated from Xiao Ming, so they have no choice but to agree. They also want to help Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming divided the three little fairy doctors into two teams, Venerable Tianhuo and Qing Lin were in one team, and the little fairy doctor was in one team alone.

To be cautious, Xiao Ming also distributed the remaining Sky Demon Puppets to them, and planned for them to attack the branch halls below the Disha Hall.

……

After agreeing with Xiao Yixian and others on the time to destroy the branch hall, because of the weather, Xiao Ming returned to her room with Xiao Yixian in his arms.

Two hours later, Xiao Ming tidied up his clothes energetically and returned to his room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, pondered for a while, and turned his palms, and three jade-white ribs appeared in his palms.

The three ribs are naturally what Xiao Ming pulled down from the bones of the Dou Sheng, and the secret of the heaven-level fighting skills is hidden in them, but since taking them down, Xiao Ming has been so busy that he quickly forgot This thing, I just remembered now.

In the next few days, he will be going to destroy the sub-temple of the Soul Hall. In the past few days, he should improve his combat effectiveness.

The best way to improve combat power is naturally to practice high-level fighting skills, and the sky-level fighting skills are especially powerful. Thinking of the power of the fighting saint's bones when they used the sky-level fighting skills, Xiao Ming looked forward to this fighting skill even more.

……

Starting from the ribs, it is warm and cool, without the rough feeling of the bones, but it feels like the most perfect jade, smooth and cool, giving people an extremely wonderful touch.

On the ribs, there are small and strange writing, this kind of writing is extremely mysterious, giving people an obscure feeling.

There are no words entangled in the surface, Xiao Ming grasps the palm, and the dark white flame rises from the palm, and then surrounds three ribs like white jade. The terrifying temperature quickly makes the air in the room became dry.

"Zizi!"

The terrifying flames crazily roasted the bones, but the seemingly fragile latter remained motionless, and even the color hadn't changed in the slightest.

For this situation, Xiao Ming was not surprised. If the seal set by the Dou Sheng could be cracked so easily, it would be too childish.

Maintaining a stable state of mind, Xiao Ming was not in a hurry, and let Bai Li's heart fire continue to burn his three ribs, while he slowly closed his eyes, unexpectedly directly entering the cultivation state.

Inside the room, a forest of white flames was blazing, and the three ribs inside were also faintly emitting a faint light.

This kind of calcination lasted until midnight, nearly ten hours, and under the crazily calcination of Bai Li's heart fire, the three ribs also gradually changed, and the jade white color also gradually changed. It faded, and was replaced by a deep dark golden color. If you look closely, you can see that the golden light is dark, with strange fluctuations, quietly spreading.

"laugh!"

In the quiet room, there was a strange sound of liquid flowing suddenly, and Xiao Ming's closed eyes also opened slowly at this moment, looking into the flames in front of him, he was startled at the moment.

In the flames at this moment, there is no trace of human ribs, what is, is just a pool of strange dark golden liquid, the liquid flows slowly in the flames, as if it has its own wisdom, and occasionally condenses Into all kinds of strange shapes.

"Is this... is it what it looks like after breaking the seal?"

Xiao Ming murmured softly, without any hesitation, just took a deep breath of the slightly dry air, then gently stretched out his palm, then stretched it into the flames, paused for a moment, and finally inserted a finger into the flame. In that pool of dark golden liquid.

"Zizi!"

The fingers were inserted into the liquid, and the accident suddenly rose. The liquid suddenly wriggled violently, and then tightly wrapped around Xiao Ming's fingers, enveloping his entire palm in an instant.

"hiss!"

The dark golden liquid covered the entire right palm, and an unstoppable sharp pain came from the palm suddenly, making Xiao Ming frown.

Under the wrapping of the dark golden liquid, the palm of his hand was also squirming strangely, and even faintly, there was the sound of bones squeezing.

The feeling of squeezing became stronger and stronger, but just when Xiao Ming thought that the severe pain would last for a long time, the severe pain stopped abruptly, and the dark golden liquid, like the tide, poured into his hands, and quickly Disappear.

"boom!"

Then, Xiao Ming's head shook suddenly at this moment, a dark golden light faintly appeared in his pupils, and his soul was also violently shaken at this moment, and his vision gradually became blurred. I found that I was in a strange space.

This space is not wide, empty and lifeless.

Xiao Ming glanced slightly, and then suddenly stopped somewhere in the empty space.

There, a figure stood with its hands behind its back. This figure was extremely ordinary, and it was almost impossible to detect the slightest sign of aura and fighting spirit coming out of its body. It looked like the most ordinary ordinary person.

Xiao Ming knew that this was a memory space hidden in the fighting skills, and this figure was not a real fighting saint, but a fragment of the memory of the good fortune saint.

This figure didn't glance at Xiao Ming, shortly after the latter entered the space, there was a sound as plain as water, which slowly sounded in the space.

"Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, a low-level fighting skill of the heavenly rank, was created by combining the fighting skills of a hundred schools of thought with my whole life's strength. This palm technique pays attention to the meaning of good fortune, breaks the sky with the palm, and shatters everything with force..."

"Heaven-level fighting skills, refined and super-sage, who can get the secret hidden in the bones of this seat, can be regarded as a predestined person..."

Xiao Ming's expression was a little strange when he heard the plain voice that was like talking about himself.

Speaking of fighting for the bone marrow, he didn't even leave ashes for the other party, and seeing that the remnant soul of the fighting saint used the sky-level fighting skills before, it was to beat them to death. If he was hit, he might not even leave ashes The people are them.

Now, what does this memory fragment say about a predestined person? No matter how you look at it, it's so weird!
Remnant Shadow said to himself.

"...Since you can get the bones, then your palm should have been tempered by Jin Lingsaliva. Remember, you must use the tempered palm to successfully cast it, otherwise, you will suffer backlash!"

"Great Heaven Good Fortune Palm, possesses the power of good fortune..."

Accompanied by that plain voice, the figure suddenly burst into faint fluorescence, and its body also became transparent, revealing the extremely clear meridian routes inside.

And in those meridians, a trace of dark golden energy shuttled rapidly, outlining a rather strange meridian route.

"This is the meridian route for cultivating the Great Heaven Creation Palm!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ming quickly concentrated his mind, and firmly remembered the moving route of that energy in his mind.

After the meridian route has been transported for a few cycles, it gradually fades away, but fortunately, Xiao Ming has memorized all of that running route.

As the meridian line faded, the light on the figure's body dissipated again, and the dark golden light on the palm of his hand suddenly flourished, and then he swung his palm violently, falling heavily on the void.

"Oh!"

With one palm falling, a terrifying energy swept out like a storm, and a huge black circle of light took shape again under the palm of that figure.

The aperture formed, and then spread like lightning, and the surrounding space, like glass that was forcibly shattered, collapsed in an instant.

"Those who are destined, remember the name of this seat, the saint of good fortune!"

A faint voice resounded fiercely in Xiao Ming's mind, like the thunder of the Waking of Insects, and that figure, in the dark circle of light, became fainter and fainter, and finally completely disappeared. .

(End of this chapter)