People Are in Douluo, Good at Hugging Thighs

The soul power continued to gather, becoming more and more intense, gradually exuding a soft white light like water waves.

But at this moment, Ning Xiaotian frowned suddenly, and a faint bright red aura slowly emerged from his body, flowing towards his abdomen, flowing towards the long sword like the tentacles of an octopus, and when it touched the sword, it was like water entering a clear pool , spread out towards the surroundings.

In just a short while, the sword body was dyed pink, and a faint chilling aura also permeated it.

As for Ning Xiaotian, his forehead was already covered with fine sweat, his body was trembling slightly, and his blood-colored face gradually turned pale... At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared on his forehead, covering his whole body, and his trembling body also It finally stabilized.

This is him using the soul bone technique.

His distraction control has been cultivated to the eighth level of perfection. With his strong spiritual power, it is not difficult to discover and draw the murderous aura to the condensed long sword. It is even possible to control several energies at the same time. The real difficulty is that condensed Changes after entering the long sword.

He now only feels a chill rising all over his body for no reason. With his body after ice and fire training, it was impossible for such a situation to happen, but now it really happened. It was an inexplicable cold, as if Hitting the soul directly, heading towards the forehead, it seems that some kind of power is tracing back along his spiritual power, looking for the source...his mind.

Nima...Ning Xiaotian felt the chill climbing up, like several ice snakes, but he didn't dare to directly withdraw the soul power and spiritual power that were constantly being conveyed, and even the murderous aura that was constantly gathering towards the long sword.

Jian Douluo's previous miserable situation was a lesson for the past, he didn't want to explode on the spot with his small body.

just keep going...

Ning Xiaotian gritted his teeth, and ran the reincarnation formula with all his strength, accelerating the formation of the long sword and the influx of murderous aura.

I don't have a lot of murderous aura on me, it should be fine if it's all integrated into the long sword... Ning Xiaotian thought so, adding enough horsepower to control the murderous aura rushing to the sword, and comparing the speed with the rising chill.

Time passed by second by second, and the long sword in front of the abdomen became more and more condensed, and it was already like a substance. All the bright red breath poured in, but it no longer spread, but turned into a twisted thin line as if it had been repelled and squeezed. Patterns, swaying in the body of the sword.

"Hiss, it's so cold!" Ning Xiaotian's body tightened suddenly, the chill had already approached his mind, and then it seemed to be blocked by some force, lingering and condensing in the area below the eyebrows.

Immediately, a "buzz" sounded from his mind, a huge suction was generated, and the condensed chill was sucked into his mind like a tide, "???" Ning Xiaotian was stunned, he felt the chill rapidly subside.

Then there is no more then.

He slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and in front of his belly was a crystal clear long sword, exuding a gentle light, and at the core of the sword body, there was a bloody streak in the shape of lightning, as if it was alive. Jumping, twisting, flowing.

"What is this?" Ning Xiaotian was taken aback, he could feel the seemingly invisible spiritual connection between himself and the long sword, and the soul power could no longer flow into it, as if it had been saturated.

Nervously stretching out his right hand, he gently grasped the hilt of the sword with a gentle touch like a nako, which was very strange, and gently waved to the side, "Hiss!" The solid wood on the ground was cut open about half a finger wide, The incision is about 20 cm long and smooth.

The long sword in his hand also instantly became illusory.

"Damn, awesome!" Ning Xiaotian exclaimed.

Chapter 182 Mutation and daily life

Putting the long sword horizontally in front of his chest, and gently brushing the sword with his left fingertips, Ning Xiaotian closed his eyes, carefully felt the mental fluctuations, and fell into thinking, "So, this seemingly invisible spiritual connection is the original The reason why Grandpa Jian can remotely control Jian Yu?"

"It's just that my mental power is not strong enough, why are all the connections so weak?"

Thinking of this, Ning Xiaotian increased his strength and wrapped the long sword with spiritual power, without sending soul power, "Grandpa Jian should not use soul power to pull when he controls it at a super long distance. How can he send soul power at such a long distance?" .”

So he let go of his hand, and the long sword floated up.

With a wave of the sword finger of his right hand, the long sword flew around his body. The speed was not fast, and the farther the distance became, the more difficult it was to control. He felt the difficulty, "No!" Ning Xiaotian murmured, controlling the long sword to stop.

"Now it feels like I'm flying with a long sword, a little stiff." He frowned.

"As for Grandpa Jian's sword, it's like being infused with life. It's very flexible, and it can control a huge amount. If you lift it up with spiritual power, even if he has perfected the ninth level of distraction control, it's impossible to do it. of."

Holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, pulling it closer, Ning Xiaotian opened his eyes and activated the pupil of the pulse breaking, observing carefully, in front of his eyes was a ball of white light like substance, with a thread of blood dancing at the core, he seemed to realize something , "Every sword has its texture, just like a human body, with flesh and bones, and the sword in front of me is just a simple accumulation of energy. This is an unfinished sword."

Ning Xiaotian sighed, "No wonder Grandpa Jian threw me a fine iron sword back then, so that I could understand the weight, length, texture, and structure of the sword...It turned out to be the reason for getting familiar with everything about that sword."

"Grandpa Jian's soul power condensing sword is really forging a long sword, and I'm just piling up... It's far from it." He smiled wryly and shook his head, "Grandpa Jian can be so flexible now, Do whatever you want, perhaps he has injected soul into the long sword, and this soul may be spiritual power, personal will, or other things."

Ning Xiaotian guessed that level, but couldn't confirm it, sighed, "I was too hasty."

After finishing speaking, he aimed the long sword in his hand at the incision on the floor beside him and stabbed it, leaving only the hilt smoothly. Although he really wanted to use the reincarnation formula to recover his soul power, the blood thread inside the sword made him give up the idea .

Or let it go away naturally.

Standing up tremblingly, Ning Xiaotian slowly climbed onto the bed, the bright moonlight shone in through the window, shining a large piece of bed sheet, he moved to that position, sat cross-legged, and quickly entered the cultivation state.

Not far from under the bed, the white long sword inserted into the floor gradually became illusory with time, and then slowly dissipated.

But what is strange is that the tiny blood thread in the sword body did not disappear, but circled around in place, and then suddenly shot towards Ning Xiaotian's forehead, a faint white light suddenly appeared, and the blood thread was blocked, why? Can't even drill in.

Like a wanderer returning home, blocked by his parents.

It circled around Ning Xiaotian's forehead unwillingly, then turned a corner in the air, rushed into the place three inches below Ning Xiaotian's belly, and quickly sank into it.

At this time, a little white milk dog ran in leisurely licking his lips, jumped onto the bed skillfully, and lay down beside Ning Xiaotian, his snow-like hair shone silver in the moonlight, extremely holy.

......

Arena, observation room on the top floor.

An old man in a black robe was listening, and after a while, he waved his hand to let the guards retreat.

"He suddenly came to Gengxin City, booked the best single-family courtyard at the Rose Hotel, and paid directly for a year. This shows that he is not short of money, and he came to the arena just for experience. It seems that the previous guess That's right, this person must be from a certain sect or family in the mainland." The old man leaned back on the edge of the chair and tapped his fingers on the table.

"I have a soul guide, bought a lot of metal on the first floor, and then met Master Lou Gao, and was personally escorted out by Master Silong...According to the girl at the front desk, she asked about hand-to-hand combat. To build equipment."

"In that case, let's proceed according to the original plan." The old man turned his head to look at the man standing aside.

"Yes!" The man nodded, bowed and left.

......

"Gulu Gulu..." There was a sudden sound in the silent room, Ning Xiaotian woke up leisurely, subconsciously touched his stomach with his right hand, and muttered: "Why are you hungry? Is it because you participated in the battle today? Or because of practice?" The soul power condensing sword consumed too much energy?"

"Let's go to the hotel to have a meal first." Turning his head to look at the sky, it was not too late, he shook his head and quickly jumped out of bed.

When he came to the restaurant, under the surprised gaze of the beautiful waiter, he acted quickly and made five bowls.

Then go back to the room and continue to practice.

......

The next day, Ning Xiaotian got up early, under the eyes of the beautiful waiter, he hungrily cooked a table of meals, then went to the blacksmith association, was received by Silong, and asked about the situation of the arena.

He received the strange attention of the crowd, and indeed there was a reason why it took too short a time to win ten games in a row, and he had already broken the historical record for the fastest time created by Tang Hao back then.

"I didn't expect Tang Hao to set a record of 39 consecutive victories in the arena of the Star Luo Empire when he was young. Should I try to break this record?" Ning Xiaotian was thinking like this, but was interrupted by Siyu who entered the door .

Lou Gao called him over, took off his clothes, and shyly made a human body mold.

He couldn't refuse what he needed to tailor the armor, so he could only do it.

Going downstairs, he didn't see any new rare metals on the first floor that could be missed. He got into the arena boringly and had a fight. Extra action.

It is similar to the fighting style he is perfecting.

What's more, compared with those disciples in the sect who once sparred with him, they can only be regarded as playfulness.

So he changed the direction of his experience, from simply killing the opponent directly to dismantling the opponent's moves.

If you can disassemble it, you will be able to counterattack, and if you can counterattack, you will be able to kill. If you can dismantle all these offensive moves that are born for killing, one can check for omissions and fill in the gaps, and change the bad things he may have left behind in the sect. Fighting habits, the two can also learn new things from the fighting styles and moves of these gladiators, and absorb a wealth of fighting experience.

Of course, without harming your own life.

In the first ten games, he relied on his super mental power and dynamic perception to predict the opponent's moves in advance, so as to find the flaws, and quickly kill them with strong physical strength. This is his reliance.

When he doesn't meet an opponent who crushes him in some aspects, he can temporarily use this method to continue his experience.

Obviously, he won in the end.

Although fought again, won again.

Then there is no further.

"It seems that his combat power is about the same." The old man said in the observation room, "Let's observe for a while longer! Seeing his ease, it seems that he deliberately honed himself in this way, and the possibility of hiding his strength cannot be ruled out. .”

"Then we won't report it for the time being?" the man said.

"Well, let's take a look." The old man replied.

Chapter 183 Bloody Dantian

For the next few days, Ning Xiaotian did not go to the arena to continue fighting. The previous two battles are enough for him to ponder and digest carefully. Sword goes one step further.

The result made him happy, and he did make some progress.

But what concerned Ning Xiaotian the most was that his appetite had skyrocketed in recent days, unlike a normal person.

Small yard, bedroom.

Ning Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the bed, touched his belly that had just been fed, closed his eyes, and entered the cultivation state by using the reincarnation formula with all his strength.

Two hours later, his stomach growled and he woke up hungry again.

He opened his eyes and concentrated, his eyes were shining with silver light, he looked at his belly and was taken aback.

Looking at it, there was a red blood drop the size of a mung bean in his abdomen three inches below the navel, surrounded by a faint layer of blood mist, which was murderous.

"What is this blood bead? Why did the murderous aura go into my stomach? Isn't the murderous aura a kind of aura produced when the murderous intention is revealed? Or a special energy. After all, the original Tang San, Tang Hao They are all in the form of murderous aura."

Ning Xiaotian was a little dazed, he didn't understand the situation at all, he thought it's no wonder his body didn't exude murderous aura after those two battles, it turned out that they all came here, so small, if you don't pay attention, you really can't find it.

"However, this position is a bit like my lower dantian." Ning Xiaotian was surprised. He had practiced many secrets of internal strength from the martial arts world in Xuantian Baolu, so he naturally knew the theory of the human dantian.

The human body has three dantians.

The upper dantian is located at the center of the eyebrows and the Yintang of the governor vessel, and is called the Niwan Palace.Because it is on the Du Meridian Road, it is also known as the meeting of the yang, where the yang energy is concentrated, and the place where the gods are hidden.He once guessed that his mental power was stored in the upper dantian.

The middle dantian is located at Tanzhong acupoint on the chest. It is where the ancestral qi gathers. This qi refers to the blood qi, and only the qi produced by practicing kung fu. It all passes through here. Simply put, it is the central site for breathing.

And the lower dantian, located at Renmai Guanyuan point three inches below the navel, is known as the place where the essence is stored, the ancestor of life, the source of vitality, the root of the internal organs, the root of the twelve meridians, and the meeting place of yin and yang. The gate of breathing, the town where water and fire meet.

In short, the lower dantian is very powerful, and it is called the foundation of life.

Because this part is the most closely related to the life activities of the human body, it is located in the center of the human body, and it is the starting point for the meridian qi movement of the Ren, Du, and Chong meridians. The twelve meridians also pass directly or indirectly through the lower dantian. Enter the scriptures, and then transfer to the viscera.The lower pubic region is the base for ascending, descending, opening and closing of true qi, and it is also a place where men store their essence and women raise their fetuses.

Can storing essence nourish the kidney?

Ning Xiaotian couldn't help thinking, for now, the existence of this blood bead seems to have greatly increased his appetite, and his strength has increased. He clenched his fist and felt this subtle change.

In other words, this blood bead at least strengthened my digestion ability.

"However, what the hell is this?" He felt that there were more and more strange things in his body, and the power of the sun, moon and stars in his head hadn't been understood yet. blood beads.

The power of the sun, the moon and the stars Ning Xiaotian paused. When he used the murderous aura to condense the long sword before, the strange cold energy seemed to be sucked away by some kind of suction generated in his mind. Could it be that it was in my body? The energy of the sun, moon and stars did it?