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"Concentrate! The next step is the key!"
Master Qingmei's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Hong's mind, which startled Ye Hong.
He hastened to concentrate and listened carefully to Master Qingmei's instructions.
"The realm of martial arts is divided into three stages.
One is the ancient martial arts realm, which is the fur of martial arts.
The two Martial Realms of Ancient Qi are the beginners of martial arts..."
Master Qingmei's voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu's, shaking in Ye Hong's mind.
It was also the first time for Ye Hong to hear systematic knowledge about martial arts, and he knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so he greedily absorbed it.
"Ding! Listen to the knowledge of martial arts taught by the strong, and your martial arts ability will be +1!"
"Ding! Trigger ability linking, breath perception +1, breath analysis ability +1, martial arts creation ability +1..."
The voice of Master Qingmei continued to be heard.
"And the third stage of the Martial Realm, which is the realm where the poor Dao is located, is called [Ancient Dao Martial Realm]!"
Ye Hong's mind trembled slightly, and he finally understood the location of Master Qingmei.
It is impressively above the realm of ancient warriors and ancient spirit warriors - ancient warriors!
Judging from the tone of Daoist Qingmei, even ancient warriors are only at the entry level in front of ancient warriors!
No wonder those old-fashioned fighters from the Qin family were defeated so easily by the real Qingmei.
A group of beginners challenge other martial arts masters, can they not lose?
"Throughout the ages, practicing martial arts is easy, getting started is difficult, and entering the realm of ancient martial arts is even more difficult.
Fortunately, you have a solid foundation, and you already have the conditions for [Entering the Dao]! "
Entry?
When Ye Hong was puzzled, the voice of the real person with green eyebrows suddenly rose, shaking Ye Hong's head.
"From the Ancient Qi Martial Realm to the Ancient Dao Martial Realm, you have to do it first..."
The voice of Master Qingmei began to become misty again, as if it was about to gradually disappear from Ye Hong's mind.
Yehong couldn't help becoming nervous.
Is it possible to fail?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 1282 Bring me back!
At the same time, the Qingmei real person who was teaching Ye Hong how to enter the Tao suddenly frowned.
For some reason, he always felt that his breath was disconnecting from Ye Hong's body.
And if the guiding process fails, it is likely to cause irreparable and permanent damage to Yehong's body.
In the slightest, the body suffers internal injuries, and in severe cases, the meridians burst!
Daoist Qingmei didn't dare to continue.
The wooden sword trembled slightly, and the breath flowed out of Ye Hong's body like a stream of water.
"It's a pity for this good seedling."
Master Qingmei sighed silently in his heart, full of regret.
It was hard to find a qualified inheritor, but this problem happened at a critical moment, and Master Qingmei could only lament the bad luck.
Yehong was the first to feel the changes in his body.
He roughly understood the reason for the mutation, and the problem should still lie in his physique.
Although Yehong used cheating methods to copy the physique of the real Qingmei, but the copying is after all heresy, and the copycat is still not as good as the genuine one.
Presumably it was the flaws in the physique that caused the body to reject the aura of the green-browed real person.
Ye Hong felt the aura of the real person with green eyebrows gradually leaving, but he couldn't speak because of the vibration of the aura in his body, and couldn't help but feel anxious.
Ye Hong, who was restless, had a flash of lightning in his heart.
He suddenly remembered a sentence that Master Qingmei said.
Daoist Qingmei mentioned that he is the only Taoist who has entered Shushan Taoism for thousands of years.
That being the case, who guided Master Qingmei to enter the Tao?
Obviously, Master Qingmei entered the Ancient Dao Martial Realm by relying on his own ability!
That being the case, if Master Qingmei can do it, why can't Yehong?
An unyielding arrogance filled Ye Hong's chest.
He came from Anming, entered Bailu, learned ancient martial arts, and entered the ancient tribe...
There are dangers everywhere.
But every difficulty can be overcome by Ye Hong in the end!
How can he be stumped by a small Taoist now? !
"Come back to me!"
Ye Hong suddenly took a deep breath, and the meridians in his body suddenly contracted.
Like a whale swallowing the sea, it actually sucked back the breath of the green-browed real person who was retreating!
The complexion of Daoist Qingmei changed greatly, and he only felt a huge suction force coming from the wooden sword.
The palm of his hand was unsteady, and he subconsciously let go of the wooden sword.
He has carried this wooden sword with him for decades, and has never been separated from him even while sleeping.
But now that they were forced to separate, Master Qingmei suddenly looked horrified.
But after the real person Qingmei let go of the wooden sword, it didn't fall off immediately, but stood in mid-air, tightly clinging to the center of Ye Hong's eyebrows.
This wonderful scene left everyone present dumbfounded.
They sensed Ye Hong's abnormality, and they couldn't help asking Master Qingmei, "Daoist, what's wrong?"
Master Qingmei frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "I'm really ashamed, I've lived in vain for nearly a hundred years, but I've never encountered such a situation.
But Pindao could feel that Yehong was going through a transformation.
All we can do is not disturb him.
As for the final result, it can only depend on Ye Hong's fortune. "
Because everyone cared about Ye Hong, they didn't notice a certain information accidentally exposed by Master Qingmei.
After hearing this, several people held their breath and stared at Ye Hong with concern.
In Ye Hong's body, after "pulling" the aura of Qingmei Daoist back, those auras lost the guidance of their master Qingmei Daoist, and indeed began to stir up trouble in Ye Hong's body.
They were rampant, as if they were going to tear Ye Hong's meridians open and rush out of his body.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 1283 Standing on a cliff, walking a tightrope
The severe pain that has never been experienced suddenly hit Yehong's body.
This feeling is like a nurse Rong is holding handfuls of thin needles and piercing Ye Hong's most vulnerable meridians one after another.
Ye Hong knew that he couldn't let this aura continue to be arrogant, and he had to be suppressed as soon as possible.
Ye Hong endured the severe pain, and mobilized all the aura in his body to surround that domineering foreign aura.
If that breath is the ocean, Ye Hong's breath is like rivers rushing from all over the body.
Although the rivers are not as broad as the sea, they are more nimble and agile, rushing back and forth.
For a while, the two even hit a tie.
Ye Hong seized this opportunity and began to analyze this foreign atmosphere.
Ye Hong's first impression of this breath was that it was sharp, as sharp as a murderous sword.
But if you savor it carefully, you can feel the magnificence and prestige of it as towering as a mountain and as mighty as the sea.
Two large characters slowly emerged in Ye Hong's heart——
Shushan.
Ye Hong seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of a magnificent picture through this breath.
Among the high mountains, a young Taoist priest holding a wooden sword struggled to enlightenment.
Someone passed by him, laughing at him as a fool, there is no such thing as ancient martial arts in this world.
Some people called him a lunatic, who would not sit in his proper teaching position, holding a wooden sword and daydreaming all day long.
All kinds of sarcasm, all kinds of ridicule, in exchange for one day enlightenment.
That day, the Taoist priest stepped onto the cliff with his wooden sword in his hand.
Under the gaze of countless people, he jumped down.
Those who care about Taoist priests, or those who hate Taoist priests...all of them were shocked, and hurriedly chased to the edge of the cliff and looked down.
But there is no cliff, only a hollowed out cliff.
Inside the cave, the Taoist put away the wooden sword full of debris and smiled brightly at the crowd.
From that day on, there was a detached existence in Shushan Road.
He has a wooden sword that calls the wind and rain, and he has realized the most difficult skill of Shushan Sword, Shushan Sword.
He has blue eyebrows.
Ye Hong's mind was shocked, and a mysterious feeling rose in his heart.
"Ding! To comprehend Shushan Sword Dao, Gu Dao Wu comprehension ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."
"Ding! Analyzing Shushan Kendo, Gu Daowu analysis ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."
Those pieces of perception finally turned quantity into quality, leading Ye Hong into a wonderful world.
Ye Hong seemed to be on the cliff that Qingmei real person stepped on.
Looking at the wisps of white clouds below the cliff, there is no end in sight.
Yehong couldn't help but imitate the state of mind of real Qingmei at that time.
Gradually, a strange state appeared in Ye Hong's heart.
It's like standing on the edge of a cliff, trembling like walking on thin ice.
But it was this state that caused a qualitative change in the breath in Ye Hong's body!
Those breaths scattered throughout the body slowly gathered together and merged.
From the rivers and rivers merged into the sea, silently sinking into the dantian.
Ye Hong finally realized it completely.
Why enter the Tao?
To enter the Tao is to refine Qi into the Tao and transform the Tao into the sea.
If Qi is a means, Dao is a state.
It's like standing the heart on a steel wire, making the heartstrings tense instantly.
In this indescribable extreme state, the use of breath in the body has reached a new peak!
Quietly, the aura left by Master Qingmei in Ye Hong's body has been swallowed by Ye Hong.