“”Martial Arts Code”?”

Flipping through the golden book and jade volume in her hands, Miss Feng’s eyes became brighter and brighter. In her star-like eyes, a golden figure was constantly practicing qi and blood martial arts, tempering his skin, flesh and bones.

Every move and every posture fully demonstrates the way of nature and taps into the potential of the human body. The universe is a big universe, and the human body is a small universe.

“Good! Good! Good!”

Clapping her hands and laughing, Miss Feng said with a hint of meaning: “The human race eats grains and practices Qi and blood martial arts to condense the essence of the grains and transform it into Qi and blood power.”

“Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Bao Dan, Gang Jin, Shen Jin, Tuo Tai, Fa Xiang, Di Sha, the system is very complete.”

The surname Feng is not simple in Huoyun Cave and among the human race. Miss Feng is knowledgeable and knows the great value of Qi and blood martial arts. Unfortunately, she can only cultivate to the seventh level at present.

“What a genius idea!”

After a moment, Jin Yuanbao raised his head and looked at Shen Yuanliang, who was as gentle as jade, and admired him very much.

As a member of an ancient clan, Jin Yuanbao also practices martial arts, but not the Qi and Blood martial arts. Instead, he uses the evil spirits between heaven and earth and the blood essences of monsters to temper his body.

However, the evil spirits, blood essence, etc. are very violent and difficult for weak humans to tame, and many of them die from explosions.

The emergence of Qi and Blood Martial Arts is like the dawn of light in the darkness for most of the human race. It brings endless vitality and changes to the human race and further strengthens the strength of the human race.

“In my deduction, the eighth realm of Qi and Blood Martial Arts should be the Tiangang realm. Absorbing the Qi of Tiangang, taking its ‘softness’, neutralizes the ‘hardness’ of Disha, and achieves a balance of hardness and softness.”

“The two souls of heaven and earth are always outside, only the soul of life resides in the body. The ninth realm of martial arts, the realm of soul of life, condenses the star of life in the long river of destiny.”

In order to further prove the value of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, Shen Yuanliang talked about the imagined Eight Realms and Nine Realms, and everyone was fascinated.

“Tian Gang Realm, Minghun Realm.”

After thinking for a while, Miss Feng nodded. Her mind was shaken and a trace of terrifying aura leaked out. The overwhelming pressure was like the water squeezed in the ocean. Shen Yuanliang and the others were just a small boat.

Looking at the flushed faces of Shen Yuanliang and others, Miss Feng came back to her senses, quickly restrained her breath, and said embarrassedly: “Sorry!”

“It’s ok.”

Waving his hands, Shen Yuanliang asked anxiously, “How many points is the Martial Classic worth?”

Now he is penniless and in urgent need of money to provide sufficient horsepower for the growth of Daqian Immortal Court, all of which require “money”.

Money, money, money, money!
The love, hatred and righteousness in the underworld are overwhelming, with gold, silver and treasures on both sides.

The men of the world are chivalrous and wander around the world, indifferent to fame and fortune.

Holding the thick “Martial Arts Code”, Miss Feng said very seriously: “Ten million points.”

If the latter two realms had not been deduced, the future of Qi and Blood Martial Arts had not been verified and was not very “promising”, it would not be an exaggeration to add two more zeros.

“Ten million?”

Pointing with a chubby carrot-like finger, Jin Yuanbao was stunned, his heart pounding wildly.

Ten million, how much money is that? The entire fortune of a newly promoted Daluo Jinxian is just that much.

Thinking of this, Jin Yuanbao’s eyes turned red. He took two or three steps forward, tightly grasped Shen Yuanliang’s sleeve, and said impatiently: “Brother Shen, let’s become sworn brothers!”

“Wangcai, hurry up and set up the incense table!”

After a commotion, Shen Yuanliang and Jin Yuanbao knelt down and worshipped heaven and earth, becoming brothers of different surnames. They did not ask to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but only to die on the same day of the same month of the same year!
With this bow, I feel happy and happy to meet my soulmate, and the peach blossoms are smiling on the altar!

This bow shows our loyalty and courage, and our vow to stick together through thick and thin!

“Big brother.”

“Second brother.” Holding each other’s hands tightly, the two looked at each other “affectionately”. From now on, they are good brothers who can “stick through fire and water” for each other.

You take one cut, I take one cut!

“Dongmei, pack these things up and take them away. We are all brothers. My second brother won’t ask me to pay, right?”

“Don’t miss out on any pills or magic weapons.”

Commanding Dongmei and Li Wan’er, Shen Yuanliang was like a bandit entering a village, buying things for zero yuan. Jin Yuanbao, who was dressed in a golden robe, was crying and fainted in the toilet.

……

The top of Cangshan Mountain.

“The heart belongs to fire, and the innate spiritual root Fusang tree has fire attributes. It is good to use it to condense the energy of fire.”

Sitting cross-legged on a cushion, Shen Yuanliang faced the sky with his five hearts facing upward. A three-foot-high hibiscus tree branch floated in front of him. A misty air rippled out, and a small sun rose slowly between heaven and earth.

Inside the heart, the god entrenched there slowly opened his eyes and took a light breath. Invisible fire-attributed spiritual energy swarmed in, entering through the nose, throat, and straight into the heart.

Suddenly, with the beating of the heart, “boom”, as if the heaven and earth were opened up, a world full of flames appeared before the eyes, and countless fire elves were laughing and playing.

The majestic god sits high on the throne, overlooking the boundless world. The mysterious energy flows from the heart of the fire world, shining brightly like a ruby.

“boom!”

The branches of the Fusang tree floating in front of him turned into a handful of ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth. Shen Yuanliang condensed one of the five energies, and his strength increased a lot.

“Gululu!”

In the pavilion, Li Wan’er, with her beautiful hair tied up and a plump figure, was making tea. The spring water collected from the Zhuogu Spring and the tea leaves from the Wudao tea tree complemented each other perfectly.

Shen Yuanliang exhaled lightly, walked over with big strides, picked up a cup of boiling hot tea and drank it all in one gulp.

“Good tea!”

After a while, Shen Yuanliang washed away all his fatigue and felt much more relaxed.

Shaking his loose sleeves, Shen Yuanliang said apologetically: “You have worked hard these days. You have to manage not only the harem but also the huge fairy court by yourself.”

After returning from Huoyun Cave, Daqian Xianting obtained many rare resources and embarked on a path of rapid development.

Taking this opportunity, Shen Yuanliang went into seclusion to condense the five energies in his chest. Huang Rong, Wang Yuyan and other girls also wanted to go into seclusion to break through in order to enter the immortal golden immortal as soon as possible. All the burdens fell on Li Wan’er’s shoulders.

“Brother Liang.”

Without saying much, Li Wan’er held Shen Yuanliang’s hand tightly, feeling warm in her heart. All the fatigue and pressure melted away like ice and snow.

The warm sunshine filled the courtyard. Two long shadows snuggled together. Although they did not have the wings of a phoenix to fly together, their hearts were connected with each other.

At the same time, in the Holy Emperor Palace.

“Qi and blood martial arts, not bad!”

Emperor Fuxi, who had just come out of seclusion, was flipping through the “Martial Classic” in his hand. A faint smile appeared on his sharp face. The entire Huoyun Cave was filled with spring and blooming flowers.

As the sub-sage, the strongest person under the sage, Emperor Fuxi can know the whole picture from a single glimpse and know that autumn is coming from a single leaf.

The long river of time meanders by, and pictures appear before my eyes. The power of blood and energy surges into the sky, and the fire of destiny of the human race illuminates the heavens and all worlds.

“What do you think of others?”

A conversation about Shen Yuanliang unfolds in the Holy Emperor Palace… (End of this chapter)