My space becomes the world

Chu Xinghe's soul power poured into Zhihu, and he understood it carefully.

After a long time, he raised his left hand. The tiger finger had the attribute of fire and seemed to be able to "burn the soul."

Emperor Wantong understood, and finally understood why he felt uncomfortable looking at these two finger tigers. He was now in a soul state, and one of the finger tigers had the magical power of the prison-suppressing senior, which could suppress the soul and burn the soul.

"What about the other one?"

Chu Xinghe raised his right hand, showing confusion, shook his head and said, "I can't explain, I don't know what it feels like."

Emperor Wantong smiled slightly: "This is normal. This is the ability of the meteorite iron. You are not familiar with it. I think the person who forged the spell-breaking sword only knew its ability after using it."

Chu Xinghe nodded and took his master to the woods. These trees were transplanted by Chu Xinghe in Shiwan Mountain. Some are thick and some are thin, and there are different varieties.

Looking at a black iron pine tree with two people hugging each other, Chu Xinghe fiercely waved his right fist.

With a "pop" sound, Chu Xinghe's fist completely penetrated the trunk of the black iron pine. As the name suggests, the black iron pine has dark bark and is as hard as steel.

Although Chu Xinghe could penetrate it without the finger tiger, it would never be so easy.

This wasn't over yet, the concentrated fist force penetrated through the trunk of the black iron pine tree, and penetrated the five big trees behind it before disappearing.

Looking at the neat row of tree holes, Chu Xinghe nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems to be the ability to gather strength." Emperor Wantong stroked his beard and commented.

"Try again, find something solid."

Chu Xinghe rummaged through the storage rings and finally took out a breast shield. There is also a trace of a weapon cutting on it. After thinking about it, it seemed like trophies captured in Wushan.

Wu Shan died after his head was beheaded by the three-striped sun and moon wheel. The marks on the breast mirror must have been left by the three-striped sun and moon wheel. The fact that they were not broken shows how strong the breast mirror is. Just right for testing.

After fixing the breast shield on the black iron pine, Chu Xinghe punched out again, hitting the breast shield right on top.

"Dang bang", the protective mirror was intact, but the black iron pine behind him suffered a disaster, and was penetrated by the fierce punch, no more, no less, five more.

Chu Xinghe didn't understand the reason, Emperor Wantong's eyes were indeed bright.

"Through armor? This is really a good ability."

Chu Xinghe also reacted. He looked at Zhihu and touched it with satisfaction.

"It's just a preliminary test of its ability. How powerful is this finger tiger's magical power? What are its limitations? Where is the limit? You still need to explore it in actual combat."

Chu Xinghe nodded. His idea of ​​forging weapons was just a temporary idea. It was an unexpected surprise to have such good results.

With both hands clenching the finger tiger, Chu Xinghe couldn't help but practice Bajiquan. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the tree, and the ground shook. Big trees are knocked down from time to time.

It's been a long time since Chu Xinghe practiced boxing so heartily. This practice lasted for an hour. When he stopped, the surroundings had already become a mess, like the scene after a typhoon.

Emperor Wantong did not disturb Chu Xinghe's boxing practice and had already gone back to drink tea in front of the hut.

Arriving in front of the master, Chu Xinghe sat down on the bamboo chair and drank a cup of high-quality fragrant tea.

"Disciple, if you give your weapon a name, then this forging will be completely completed." Emperor Wantong has not forged weapons for many years, and he can't help but feel a little sad about the past.

Chu Xinghe saw the master's lack of interest and guessed that Emperor Wantong was nostalgic for the past, so he said with a sense of current affairs: "Disciple has already made up his mind, "Burn God" with his left hand and "Crush Bones" with his right hand."

"Burn the soul, penetrate the armor and shatter the bones. What a good name, very appropriate." Emperor Wan Tong nodded. Chu Xinghe's name was very straightforward. It was like a finger-tiger's attack method, straight forward, punching to the flesh.

After saying the name, Chu Xinghe seemed to have an illusion, and the finger in his hand trembled slightly.

"Your weapon is ready, and your subsequent cultivation path is decided. If you have nothing to do, just leave the retreat. As a teacher, you have to retreat and continue to sort out information from other worlds."

"Master, is the information from another world really that important?"

Chu Xinghe asked puzzledly. Ever since he saw the prison, Emperor Wantong has never forgotten the other world.

In the memories he compiled, the different world called "Earth" did not have high-end individual combat capabilities. There were no powerful monks there anymore, and thermal weapons were being developed across the board.

It is obvious that we have entered the "era of the end of the Dharma". There was nothing attractive about the monks.

Emperor Wantong nodded solemnly: "The legends there are very ancient, and there is even a lot of information that I thought was fabricated, but it has been confirmed by Senior Suppression Prison."

After Emperor Wantong finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the hut without waiting for Chu Xinghe to answer.

Chu Xinghe somewhat understood what Emperor Wantong was thinking, and then said no more.

"Best regards, Master."

Suddenly, Chu Xinghe appeared in the cave. Looking at the cave that had not changed at all, he knew that no one had been here.

Just as he was taking steps to go out, the Linglong dice suddenly shook. Chu Xinghe quickly looked inside himself and found that the aura emanating from Linglong's dantian turned from white to orange.

This is a change in the nature of the aura, taking on the nature of solar fire.

Maybe it's because he's inside the Linglong Dice and the spiritual energy in his body can't be transformed yet. Now it has become the role of Dantian again, and the body has begun to change.

Chu Xinghe did not dare to delay and immediately sat cross-legged. By activating the "Nine Revolutions of Qi Refining Technique", the Sun Fire Qi circulates rapidly and soon spreads throughout the body, completing the transformation of spiritual energy.

It wasn't over yet. With the burning of the sun's fire, Chu Xinghe's meridians felt itchy. Some of the faint black matter was then burned clean by the flames, and its intensity doubled.

Chu Xinghe, who was overjoyed, worked even harder to circulate his spiritual power. After three weeks, all the meridians will look brand new.

Chu Xinghe then stood up and punched out. The flaming fist mark fell on the cave wall, leaving a glazed fist mark on the hard rock.

"Haha, if this is combined with the fire element technique, how destructive is it?" Chu Xinghe was very satisfied with his punch. When it comes to my shortcomings, it has always been Qigong. It rarely fights as a Qi-refining monk.

In fact, on this continent of cultivation, Qi refining monks are the mainstream. With the blessing of the true energy of the sun, practicing fire-based exercises in the future will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Chu Xinghe hummed a little tune and jumped through the waterfall. The spiritual energy on his body rotated, quickly evaporating the moisture from his clothes.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Chu Xinghe walked towards Wang Hao's house.