Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 175 Lu Ya's First Martial Arts Supernatural Power

Martial arts four days off.

Flesh!

will!

strength!

mind!

Each layer is a portal that prevents the physical body from breaking through the boundaries.

All four levels are broken.

That is to become a fairy in the flesh.

call!
Whoosh!

Martial Dao will is like a grinding disc, grinding the messy and dirty air between heaven and earth.

The endless spiritual energy between the boundless heaven and earth outside Xuandang Mountain is like a barn, and Lu Ya is the farmer turning the millstone, grinding the endless mixed energy into polished rice.

With every bite, the strength in the body is skyrocketing.

This is the third level of martial arts.

power.

It can also be called "martial arts power".

If we talk about will, it means that warriors want to turn their beliefs into reality.

Then strength is the raft to carry out one's martial arts will.

Both are indispensable.

Without strength, there is only will, which is empty talk. Anyone can say that they have faith, and only with strength can they realize their martial arts will.

And there is no will, only power, that is vegetation, mountains, rivers and seas have infinite power, but without the will to turn this infinite power, it is useless.

Only when strength and will are matched can one become a martial saint who dominates the world.

then.

Gather the heart of martial arts.

Overwhelm the world.

Suppressing the heart of heaven with my heart means replacing the sky with people, cutting down the sky with people, controlling the sky with people, and defeating the sky with people. And out of his own way.

A new path that could be used to save the world.

boom!
boom!
With every breath, Xuandang Mountain becomes a vacuum for a moment, and immediately, the inspiration of heaven and earth is continuously crushed and replenished.

"This this……"

The meat Taoist, who was only a hundred feet away from the landing cliff, was already paralyzed.

Before Lu Ya transformed into the real power of martial arts, before there was no aura fluctuation, he could only vaguely feel the thickness of the "black and white yin and yang pattern" that turned out, as if it could carry the heaven and the earth and turn the universe.

But that's just a feeling.

However, now that the aura of heaven and earth has been turned and ground, it has transformed into true power.

Then it became the powerful real power that he could clearly feel with his spiritual sense.

Give him an intuitive perspective.

It was as if this Taoist had turned into an ancient prehistoric giant beast whose volume was equivalent to Xuandang Mountain with a radius of a thousand feet and ten miles around, and it seemed to be endlessly huge and powerful.

Every breath is powerful!
thump!
The meat Taoist finally realized what kind of person he had met, and he knelt down not far from Lu Ya with his knees softened. He was as blessed as a soul, and decisively cried and kowtowed to Lu Ya:

"Great Immortal, Xiaodao pays homage to Great Immortal."

At this time, he immediately thought of the novels of strange stories he had read on his lifelong journey of cultivating immortals.

Obviously.

I have encountered a great opportunity.

"Come and talk."

When the meat Taoist heard this sentence, he wept with joy, as if he had found a treasure, he was about to say that he couldn't make it through, but when he thought about it, he found that his body could move.

Rolling and crawling to the front of Lu Ya.

Keep kowtowing:

"Great Immortal, Great Immortal, Xiaodao had eyes but no pearls before. It is not the true face of an immortal. Please have a lot of it, my lord."

"How well you are now."

Lu Ya looked at the meat Taoist in front of him, and sighed softly:
"It's a good appearance, but it's so pitiful and lamentable to practice such a laoshizi's destiny, making yourself covered with fat and rot, with sores all over your body, and pus everywhere."

"I now?"

Meaty people are slow-witted.

He looked down at his hands in disbelief.

Kneeling not far away before, all that remained in his mind was the admiration and shock of the Taoist in front of him, and he completely ignored his own changes.

Now look around at yourself.

The wide leather robe now covers the body like a tattered banner cloth. It is so huge that it was originally as thick as a bucket, and the arms and stomach full of flesh folds have all become normal.

He straightened up.

With a wave of his hand, the simplest water mirror technique appeared in front of him. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was greatly shocked.

Standing in the mirror at this time was clearly a handsome Taoist in his thirties with a height of seven feet and a well-proportioned figure. Even his fluffy hair could not conceal his handsome and elegant face.

"This is……"

The meat Taoist said in a trembling voice:

"This is me before I practiced."

Meat man.

Originally named Zhang Songxi, he was originally the son of a rich family in Chiling County, Ning'an Prefecture, Zhao Dynasty. Breaking free, gave birth to the heart of cultivating Taoism and longevity.

So he scattered all his family wealth and sought the fate of immortals in the world. Finally, with all his wealth, he obtained the chapter of Wugou Vajra's Fate Knowing, and finally he was able to practice spiritually.

Practiced for thirteen years.

Constantly approaching Wugou Vajra, the originally handsome face and burly body turned into a fat pig with pus and sores, and even his habits became a lazy and dirty person. The power of destiny of the Wushuang King Kong.

"I, how did I change back..."

The meat Taoist cried loudly.

It took him half his life to toss himself into that state with great difficulty in exchange for a bit of cultivation. Now that he has changed back, how can he still have it...

But he hasn't cried yet.

But stared at the mirror and froze.

Not right.

This water mirror technique seems to be displayed by himself.

Can,
His appearance has become a normal person, and he is already a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Wugou Vajra, why can he still retain the cultivation of the Wugou Vajra?

"In a crazy and chaotic world, normal is wrong."

Lu Ya looked at the terrified and unbelievable expression of Taoist Rou, and sighed:

"Xiu Xian, isn't it supposed to be what you are now?"

With his will to martial arts, he smashed all the ugly, filthy and mixed qi within a radius of ten miles of Xuandang Mountain, leaving behind the most primitive and pure "qi", which naturally includes the qi of the Wuscalless King Kong on this flesh Taoist. , allowing him to revert to being a...

So far the world's first normal cultivator.

On the contrary, it made the Taoist feel unconfident.

With a sound body and healthy body, he can also cultivate immortality, but keep his cultivation?

Taoist Songxi, who was no longer covered in fat and abscess, was shocked by this fact, and then looked at Lu Ya, as if he was looking at a great man who changed the world.

"Great Immortal!"

He burst into tears and fell to the ground again:
"Xiao Dao has been cultivating the Tao all his life, but he has not achieved anything so far. I hope the Great Immortal will take pity on Xiao Dao. Take me as a disciple, take me as a disciple!!"

He wailed.

In this way, he continued to kowtow to Lu Ya, begging for obeisance.

This one in front of me is really a great immortal, really holy.

Not to mention that in the past ten years or so, he had cultivated himself in a mess, his body was ugly and dirty, and he couldn't get in. He only got a meager cultivation base of the first level of knowing his fate.

What a hard day it was! !
Now, I have finally encountered a real hope. It turns out that cultivating immortals can also cultivate normally, how could I not seize this opportunity.

If missed.

That is, there may never be such an opportunity in this life.

"You want to worship me as a teacher?"

Lu Ya leisurely said:
"It's not that easy."

Taoist Songxi burst into tears: "As long as you are willing to accept me, you can do whatever you want."

"There is no rush to accept you as a disciple."

Lu Ya said slowly:

"If you really want to learn my Taoism, you can learn it even if you are not accepted. The poor Taoist will sit here for several years. During this period, I will not hide it from you. You can watch it at any time, but how much you can see, But it depends on your fate and talent."

"If you can get the samadhi during this period of time, it's not too late to learn from a teacher."

Taoist Songxi was ecstatic: "Thank you, senior."

Next.

He carefully watched the movements of the landing cliff every day.

He found that the senior began to stand up after sitting cross-legged and breathing out, and started to walk on the entire Xuandang Mountain, stopping and going, wherever he went, the aura between heaven and earth followed him.

Occasionally, the arms are opened, as if wiping the clouds towards the horizon.

catch something.

Occasionally, he fell asleep on the spot.

For a whole year, Songxi Taoist couldn't understand what he was doing and what kind of practice it was.

Suddenly, on this day.

He saw the Taoist clasping his hands together on the top of the mountain, as if hugging a ball.

that's it.

After one stop, he stopped moving.

"This is..." Taoist Songxi thought at first that it was almost the same as before, and it was only after an unintentional movement that he shook.

One day passed.

Ten days have passed.

A month has passed.

Lu Ya clasped his arms together like holding an invisible object.

This battle, a hug, is...

Half a year!

With the passage of time day by day, Taoist Songxi finally saw something, strands of divine intent flowed out from the clasped hands of the Taoist standing there.

Let him catch it.

From the angle of view, looking at the Taoist again, it is not standing there hugging each other.

Instead, he saw the sky that was invisible to the naked eye.

There are two colors of fists flowing, and you can't look directly at them in panic, like an overwhelming picture scroll, even more like...

A fist mark.

"This is? Punch!"

Taoist Songxi finally realized:

"That's a fist fight!"

He finally understood Lu Ya's movement of standing in place and clasping his hands.

the first time.

He imitated the boxing posture in a decent manner, and stood up on the spot.

This followed Lu Ya one stop.

Even half a year later, Taoist Songxi clearly felt that his body seemed to have undergone four changes within the past six months, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Fist box?"

Lu Ya, who listened to Songxi Taoist's comprehension in his heart, smiled slightly.

"It's not bad to have this comprehension."

Lu Ya did put on a fist, but what is important is what is behind the fist.

That is……

A style that is about to be born out of his martial arts will and true strength...

Martial arts supernatural powers!
A form born from Tai Chi.

In this way, another half a year passed.

Accompanied by this style, it began to emerge clearly from the bottom of Lu Ya's heart.

His martial arts strength.

It is also complete.

Suddenly.

Today, after three years of flowing, the weather of the mountains and rivers in the vast land of the East has flowed for three years.

quiet down.

…………

"Stopped!"

In the Fomu Temple, Monk Tianlong raised his eyebrows and looked towards Dongfang Haotu.

Between three years.

The breath of heaven and earth was endless for millions of miles, and finally stopped.

There are two possibilities.

One is, that person's breakthrough failed.

Another possibility is.

That person has indeed achieved a certain achievement within three years, breaking through into a brand new realm of primordial spirit.

(End of this chapter)