The reincarnation of the movie king

"Who is your Excellency?"

Cheng Kun asked, suppressing the fear in his heart.

But the man in a robe with stiff limbs didn't answer at all, and still kept a stiff posture and walked forward slowly.

He walked extremely slowly, but every minute and second brought unparalleled pressure to Cheng Kun.

Beads of sweat gradually seeped out from Cheng Kun's forehead. He stared at the man walking towards him. The pale moonlight shrouded the man, making his figure look even more weird and terrifying.

Finally, Cheng Kun couldn't help but use his inner strength and kicked a stone away.

His internal energy was extremely strong, and stones flew out like cannonballs, flying straight towards this strange man.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Cheng Kun's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a chill instantly surged from his tailbone to his whole body!

I saw that the stones he kicked were directly swallowed by the body of this strange man!

The stone hit the man's body and then disappeared!

No, not engulfed, but passed through!

Could this person's body be fake?

"Are you... a human or a ghost?" Cheng Kun shouted in a trembling voice, feeling extremely frightened in his heart.

As his words fell, this strange man suddenly froze in place.

The next second...

The figure suddenly appeared several meters away, and the distance between him and Cheng Kun was instantly much closer!

Cheng Kun's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his whole scalp seemed to be floating!

This is simply not something humans can do!

This is definitely not a human being!

And when he got closer, his vision became blurry!

The man was wearing a red robe with a golden flame embroidered on the back of his chest.

That is the logo of Mingjiao!

And those clothes - they were clothes worn by Yang Dingtian!

Even though he was so young, Xiao Zhao still remembers the clothes fresh in his mind. They were the clothes Yan He Zhenlin wore after his death!

"Who! Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Yan He was so frightened that he jumped up and down and screamed at the man, his whole body trembling unconsciously.

brush!

In the last second, the man disappeared from the place and appeared again about ten feet away from Yan He!

Xiao Zhao could see clearly that time. The man in red robe was wearing a low crown and his hair was messy. But my head was not a human head at all, but a skull!

That is definitely something that people can fake!

That's a skeleton!

A skeleton that came to life!

"Ahhhh..."

Xiao Zhao, who stood there for several seconds, screamed, turned around and ran away. Sometimes he ran wildly, sometimes he performed heavy exercises, and sometimes he rolled and crawled without falling. It was obvious that he had completely lost control of his body.

In eight seconds, Xiao Zhao completely disappeared into the vast night.

When Yan He flew a hundred meters away, the breeze that had been covering my eyes floated back, smiling and pestering Cheng Kun who was hiding at the exit to ask for his position.

The other Mingyue who created the illusion was also willing to show off her strength, and the two big ghosts surrounded Yan He and made a fuss.

Yan and Hao were stingy. While praising them, he squeezed out two drops of blood and fed them to them respectively.

The big ghost who swallowed Yan He's blood immediately calmed down and disappeared behind Cheng Kun.

Cheng Kun knew that the two big ghosts were going back to their shelter to rest.

On the other side, Dazhao was holding two wooden sculptures in his hands, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly you felt a biting chill coming from the wood carving in your hand. You were startled and quickly threw the wood carving away with a "Ah" sound.

But the wooden sculpture fell to the ground, and you immediately regretted it.

That wooden sculpture has always been carried by Cheng Kun. In your opinion, it is naturally the most precious thing that Cheng Kun cherishes the most. If it breaks...

You hurriedly picked up the wood carving and inspected it to make sure there was no damage at all, then breathed a sigh of relief.

You feel a slight chill coming from the wooden sculpture in your hand, and it seems a little heavier in your hand than before.

"What a weird thing..." Looking at the strange children's faces under the two wooden carvings, Dazhao felt that the things were weird, and his heart was hairy. He quickly put the wooden carvings under the table, bowed with both hands and said, "No wonder, no wonder. , you are careless..."

When people are outside a closed environment of white darkness, they will inevitably feel depressed and comfortable. After a while, Dazhao stopped thinking wildly.

You thought about the old lady Cheng Kun mentioned again, and felt that no one seemed to be blowing on the front of your neck...

After scaring Xiao Zhao away, Cheng Kun went down to the dark roof, found some dry food, dried meat, and filled a few small bags of water with a leather bag.

He also went outside a certain warehouse to unpack two beddings, bought a few kerosene lamps, and took away two small jars of lamp oil, and then returned to the secret passage.

When he returned to the stone room again, Yan He deliberately made some noises, and Da Zhao's relaxed voice immediately came from outside: "Is it little brother?"

"It's you." Cheng Kun replied.

Dazhao ran out immediately. When he saw that it was Cheng Kun, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Brother - wow, he took so few things!"

You immediately ran to pick up what Yan He was holding.

Cheng Kun let you take some away, and the two returned to the stone room.

Dazhao looked through the things Cheng Kun brought back in distress and praised: "Brother, he is so careless. Without those things, we will have problems even if we go out for ten days."

Cheng Kun lit several kerosene lamps and hung them under the seven walls. The entire stone room suddenly became brighter.

Dazhao was even more distressed: "It looks less comfortable that way. Brother, take a rest and clean up the outside."

"Let's come together." Yan He rolled up his sleeves.

Dazhao waved his hands slowly: "That's what you should do. How can I do such rough work?"

Cheng Kun didn't pay attention at all and started to do it.

"What kind of hard work and fine work? We are in the same boat now. We should share the blessings and shoulder the hardships together," Cheng Kun said.

Dazhao looked at Cheng Kun's busy figure, his eyes sparkling, and his smile seemed to become a little sweeter.

You also tried to persuade him to get busy with Cheng Kun.

It's just that your mouth has always stopped, chattering, and you have to say everything.

"Brother, use that strip of cloth to make a duster to dust the dust outside. Brother said that the outside is so closed, where can the dust come from?"

Cheng Kun replied: "There is no wind outside, and the dust is driven back by the wind."

"So that's it... Brother, can you put those dry foods and dried meats over there? What if you want to hang them up? You can find some wooden strips and wedge them out of the cracks in the wall. That way you can prevent insects and moisture..."

"Bro……"

You were talking while you were busy, looking very cheerful and lazy. Cheng Kun also disliked you and started chatting with you with a smile.

The wardrobe was knocked down to make another bed. Cheng Kun hung a piece of cloth between the two beds to separate the two of them.

The whole room has been tidied up and becomes less refreshing.

Before finishing cleaning, Cheng Kun took another bag of water and hung it up, made a simple switch to control the water flow, and then used the water to clean it.

Da Zhao smiled and praised Yan He for his stupidity.

You think Cheng Kun is really amazing. Any complicated things seem to become so complicated when they are outside my hands.

The two of them ate some dry food and drank some water without talking or laughing, before Cheng Kun decided to end the practice.

Dazhao volunteered to be Cheng Kun's "protector", but in fact he just wanted to pester Cheng Kun. Cheng Kun saw this, and the big boy was already extremely dependent on me.

Cheng Kun unfolded the sheepskin scroll and was about to squeeze out the blood from his fingers and smear it on the sheepskin to make the writing visible. Suddenly he frowned and reached out to hold Dazhao's wrist.

At this moment, Dazhao is holding the dagger in one hand and extending his index finger with the other hand, preparing to cut his own hand and smear the sheepskin with your blood.

"Just come and do it that way." Cheng Kun said.

"How can my little brother's body of ten thousand gold be easily damaged?" Dazhao was held by Yan He, not too generously.

"He is also a man of ten thousand gold, and we are each other." Cheng Kun smiled, took the dagger from Dazhao's hand, and slashed it hard under his own hand.

I finished sketching its contents as I rubbed it under the sheepskin.

Dazhao on the side was still chewing on Yan He's words just now, looking at Cheng Kun's profile in a daze.

As Yan He expected later, The Little Shift of the Universe is actually a general guide on how to use internal force.

Although it can be regarded as an internal skill, cultivating internal strength is only the simplest and most basic part of that martial arts. Its main content lies in how to use it.

It is no exaggeration to say that this martial art has developed the range of use of internal power to an incredible extent.

Moreover, its language is simple and easy to understand, and there is no political point of view, and there is nothing but pure "technique".

From that point, it can be seen that it is indeed an imported martial art and not an invention of the Chinese people.

Whenever the Han people created martial arts, they discovered martial arts principles from the eight schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, first established martial arts, and then created martial arts.

That is also a characteristic of Chinese culture. You think that Tao is the spirit of art, and art is the body of Tao. Only by knowing the way can you control the art. That is called knowing the way and superior art.

Therefore, when later generations of ancestors established martial arts, they first understood the Tao and the principles of martial arts. Once you figure out your own way, and then create corresponding martial arts based on the principles, it will basically be a matter of course.

But the Yi people are like this. The Yi people pay more attention to skills and believe that skills are the foundation and Tao is just illusion.

Therefore, when we come into contact with something, our reaction is the same as yours. Your first reaction is - where did that thing come from?

And our first reaction is - that thing is useless?

Outside that world, the Yi people felt so miraculous before they learned the martial arts of the Han people, so they stopped researching and developing the use of internal energy. This is the reason why the martial arts in the Middle Earth and the Western Regions are so different.

The master of martial arts in the Western Regions is the Qiankun Shifter. Any one of its several functions is enough to shock the world and establish a sect, such as stimulating potential, copying and imitating other people's martial arts...

It just so happens that so few functions with very weak practicality are all concentrated in one kind of martial arts.

Cheng Kun could tell that the small movement of the universe was definitely the initiative of some amazingly talented person, and it should be the product of collective wisdom.

Under the secret book of small movement of the universe, it says——

"For the first level of mental skills, those with low comprehension can achieve it in one year, and for those with lower comprehension, it can take seventeen years... For the seventh level, those with low comprehension can achieve it in one year, and for those with lower comprehension, it can take seventeen years. If you practice it to seventeen years, If you have regressed after eleven years, you can practice the eighth level again to prevent you from going crazy and possibly being rescued..."

The reason why it takes so long to practice hard is firstly to accumulate internal strength, and seventhly to learn these simple and clever methods and techniques for using internal strength.

And the reason why it is very difficult to practice, and you can go crazy if you are not careful, is that the methods and techniques of that martial arts are too subtle and mysterious.

Just like modern technology, the more advanced and low-tech the technology is, the more it requires a small amount of underlying technology accumulation.

The same goes for the Small Shift of the Universe. The small amount of accumulation it requires is internal strength, and it must be as strong as Zhang Youji and Cheng Kun.

In other words, there is no threshold for practicing it. There are only a handful of people in this world who are qualified to practice the Small Shift of the Universe.

He must have strong enough internal strength to use the various methods and techniques recorded in the secret book. If the internal strength is sufficient, it is like a big child wielding a hundred-pound hammer. Let alone using exquisite hammering techniques, it is considered a mistake for him to be able to swing it.

Even if you wield it reluctantly, it is difficult to control. If you are careless, you will smash your head and bleed.

But if you practice it with strong internal strength, it will be like a little strongman swinging a hammer, and you will be less nervous.

Because his strength is small enough, these exquisite and simple methods and techniques are just difficult for him to master, and difficult to master.

It's like a layer of window paper that breaks when you poke it.

As for those who have practiced the Small Shift of the Universe throughout the ages, their internal strength has not "reached the standard" when practicing that martial art. Therefore, we are all like children wielding a hammer, taking huge risks to practice that martial art.

Only the leader of the Ming Cult in Qian Kun Xiao Tuan is qualified to practice, and among those who can be the leader, who is hesitant?

Before those sect leaders received the Small Shift of the Universe, they must have worked tirelessly and tried their best to practice. However, the more they practiced, the safer they became. It was like walking on a tightrope at low altitude, so they often got carried away and ended up drinking and hating themselves.

Only those who are extremely talented and lucky can practice to the lowest level.

Just like Yang Xiao, this person was taught the last eight levels of the Small Shift of the Universe by Yang Dingtian eighty years later, but today he has only mastered the last two levels. If he continues to practice, his internal strength seems to be about to break his brain. Come on, I dare to practice again.

The reason why Zhang Youji in the original plot was able to practice it is because my internal strength is like a small ocean and my talent is one in ten thousand. It is as if I was born specifically for the martial arts of Qiankun Shift.

Cheng Kun's inner strength is far more powerful than Zhang Youji's. Although my talent is as good as Zhang Youji's, even if I use the stream of consciousness teaching space, the last eight levels of these methods to stimulate potential, as well as to move a thousand pounds at a time, transfer flowers and trees, I understand It is also as powerful as breaking the bamboo, and it can be solved with just one click.

That's because I have enough internal strength. I just "spend seven taels of a thousand catties" on a task that was originally "seven taels to use a thousand catties." Naturally, I do it nervously and casually.

It wasn't until the seventh level that the regression ended and became stagnant. There were few exquisite methods that were complicated and complex, just like driving a car and drifting around corners. Even if Cheng Kun started to practice, it was difficult to control his internal strength and use it like his arms.

I only practiced until the right side of my face turned red, while the left side turned white and blue. I struggled to use my internal energy without any distraction.

Da Zhao suddenly felt frightened when he saw me like that, and he dared to interrupt me rashly. He was as anxious as an ant in a cold pot.