Chapter 245 (1/2)
Thinking of this, he saw the light in his eyes and knocked on the crystal of the universe: ”the first and the second parts can now separate a source power. I combined with the nine changes of the real dragon to forge a real dragon spirit.”
”Yes, my Lord.” The first part said, and then separated a hair thick and thin power, the second part is also so. Two forces of thick and thin hair appeared from Meng Xuan's eyebrows and poured into the sea of Tao.
He uses the nine changes of the real dragon to absorb the essence of ten thousand immortals, and condenses a big cocoon in the sea of Tao. The nine changed runes of the real dragon constantly rush into the cocoon. Then, he injected the original strength of the first and the second into it.
Although the original power is incomparably weak, it is the rare power of heaven, which is very pure and powerful. Suddenly, the cocoon glowed. The sound of the Dragon came.
I don't know how long, it seems to be a day, and it seems to be a month, big cocoon constantly absorb the ten thousand immortals and dragon rune. In the end, the cocoon burst open, from which a real dragon about the size of a palm was drilled, suspended in the sea.
The whole body of the real dragon is burning with fire, and its body is constantly distorted, although it turns into a golden dragon head, the eternal spirit of human body!
A powerful power diffused from Meng Xuan's body, and the light curtain was constantly exploding.
Three eternal gods rushed out of Meng Xuan's sea of Tao and suspended above his head. Ferocious, as the ancient beast in the awakening, released the terrible pressure.
”Three gods!” Huang Fu Ying's eyes were startled, and her beautiful eyes were full of incredible colors.
”Three gods, how terrible!” Loulan princess is also full of shock, looking at Meng Xuan, brilliant.
The three gods are different, representing me in the past, me in the present and me in the future. The three sat on his head, their hands creeping with mysterious marks. From their bodies down a band of fog, like the Milky way down nine days. Vast, like standing in endless chaos in general.
The nine changes of the real dragon can only be cultivated to the present level. Meng Xuan finished his cultivation, and then decided to attack the three gods. His first divine power was his ancestor, Long Wei, who had been practicing successfully for a long time. Strictly speaking, he has only one and a half ancestral powers. That half way is the true meaning of martial arts, which once flourished in the original small world.
He got up and began to practice martial arts, ready to deduce the true meaning of martial arts to the whole.
”Ben Zun, I think if you want to deduce the true meaning of martial arts completely, you can start with Taijiquan. With Taijiquan, we can develop the true meaning of Wudao and turn it into taijishenwei The first part said in Shenyu crystal, ”Taijiquan has always been very mysterious. I visited Ye Buwen's disciple a few days ago and he told me what I learned. Do I need to pass it on to you?”
”Pass it to me.” Meng Xuan said, then received the Taijiquan experience from the first part of the body, and his heart was shocked. This kind of Taijiquan is very terrible. It's famous for four or two strokes.
He got up and began to practice Tai Chi. The movement was very slow, but it was very smooth. As he played Taijiquan, a magic ring appeared in the back of his head. Yin and yang two forces in circulation, a light Taiji map appeared, slowly rotating, pressure huangfuying and others are unable to lift the body.
”The second ancestral power is so weird.” Huangfuying said.
Meng Xuan smiles a little, and then prepares to develop the third ancestor power, which is the most difficult level. He still has no idea. The true meaning of martial arts has been formed, so it's very easy to cultivate. But the third to the ancestor Shenwei, it is very difficult to do.
He looked up, touched his chin, looked at the stars all over the sky, and suddenly his body was shocked. The function of the ancestor's divine power can imprison the actions of the monks at the same level, intercept the secret power of heaven and earth, and form the realm. Its function is the same as that of the monks themselves.
Why can't we have the power of our ancestors? Just like the true meaning of martial arts, it was born out of itself? Although their own divine power is very weak, they can grow with their own cultivation.
Meng Xuan's eyes twinkled. He was a king of immortals in his previous life and knew many things. The imperial utensils usually give birth to the divine power of the imperial utensils, which can basically crush the most precious utensils. When the cultivation reaches the realm of the Immortal King, the Immortal King will be born.
Generally speaking, the Immortal King's power is not cultivated by himself, but is born by himself after reaching this realm. Meng Xuan was thinking, can you cultivate the Immortal King's power by yourself?
Thinking of this, he immediately sat down, ready to cultivate the Immortal King's power!
You don't need to practice until you're finished. Even if it's just a wisp of mist, it's enough for the same level masters to dare not move!
Once again, he sat in the Dragon casting pool, breathing out all the tiny pores of his body, intercepting Dou Zhan Tianzun's secret power into his body. His whole body is golden, bathed in the divine light, and the flesh and blood in his body are constantly wriggling. The meridians are constantly twisted, and even the bones are clattering.
He began to develop the Immortal King method, although he could not practice the supernatural power moves of the previous life. But he can fully derive the previous life's prestige.
For seven days, he was evolving. The Dragon casting pool had dried up and was drained by him. The rest looked at him helplessly. Most of the ten thousand immortal Qiongjiang was absorbed by him, which was just a little more absorbed by Princess Loulan. At the moment, Loulan Princess closed her eyes, her body glowed, and her face was in pain. Surrounding the temperature began to change the boiling hot, Loulan princess in the awakening body of the ancient blood.
Ten days later, the Dragon casting pool where Meng Xuan sat was exploding. Cracks crisscross, those runic lines are destroyed. But Meng Xuan was still motionless, with his eyes closed and his hands on his knees. But there was a smell in him, more and more terrible. I saw him, a real dragon behind his head, end to end, surrounded by a magic ring. There seems to be another void in the ring, and the secret power is rolling. After the ring, there is a round of Tai Chi diagram about the size of a millstone, which is very mysterious and seems to be able to split the void.