Practice origin column

Chapter 9 Poverty leads to change, practice martial arts extensively!

Three flowers of life of different colors bloomed, beautiful and quiet, burning silently in front of Sikong.

In Sikong's body, in the super string furnace, the sliver of fire flickered out and disappeared.

The superstring furnace returned to grayness, the enamel faded, and it was silent in a lonely corner.

Then, three fires of life came and re-ignited the super string furnace!
'Boom! '

As soon as the three fires of life came, they turned into furnace fires, but the two big ones and one small one worked for each other.

Although the fire was burning fiercely, looking closely at the entire superstring furnace, it was only the tip of the iceberg that burned the furnace wall, and the huge space inside the furnace was frozen.

Suddenly, the two slightly larger fires sensed each other's existence, and immediately entangled and wiped out together in the same way.

The furnace fire gradually extinguished, forming a stable structure that is not used by superstring furnaces.

But at this moment, the flower was very ethereal, and she was hiding aside in fear, and the looming small fire floated to the bottom of the two fighting fires.

The structure that the superstring furnace can't use, in its eyes, is like old friends who have known each other for many years. When they meet each other, they get close together.

Then, the frozen atrium with a stable structure opens slightly, revealing the heart, releasing a little bit of energy.

But maybe there are too few fires in Piaomiao, or maybe there is no complete circulation structure among the three. After a while, the fire goes out, and the superstring furnace returns to ice-cold.

Sikong opened his eyes and exhaled turbid air. Not only did his face not look depressed, but he actually looked like that.

Although he couldn't fully understand the internal situation of the super string furnace, but the fire went out again, but it was within his expectation.

"I already have a clue about not turning off the fire, and I can do it step by step. However, the failure of the green micro-string is imminent! The fire can temporarily use a kind of fire of life, but if the micro-string fails, it will kill me practice!"

Sikong paced around in the lair, his eyes, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a corpse.

That one, the big ghost face spider that Sikong first came to the desolate star and raised him in captivity!

On the barren star, due to the large temperature difference and the lack of water on the surface, there are no microorganisms on the entire barren star surface, so this corpse has been left in a corner for more than a month, and it is still lifelike, with teeth and claws.

It wasn't that Sikong didn't want to remove the corpse and clean up the underground lair, but that the big cell ghost face spider had a strong sense of smell and could easily secrete a unique smell from the wind vortex. That's why Sikong stayed in the underground lair for a long time and used dead The large celled grimacing spider covers itself.

After Sikong's Hundred Explosion Fist has been mastered, although he is not afraid of all insects, he also does not want to make troubles.

Between comfort and safety, he chose safety.

"Superstring percussion box microstring converter, dimensional space?"

Sikong stood in front of the dead body of the big brother Ghost Face Spider for a long time, recalled the scene of his first practice, and muttered in his mouth: "Things, there may be a turning point."

Returning to the "one-dimensional cone line", Sikong turned into an isolated point. In front of him, a green string bounced and trembled slowly, like a half-hidden beauty, who had been in love with each other for many days in front of the passionate temptation. lover.

However, the boy fell into sage mode.

In the past, Sikong would have turned into a hungry wolf and pounced on him long ago, but at this moment, Sikong looked at the green Weixian but remained indifferent, and even felt numbness and disgust in his heart.

There is quite a demeanor that allows her to be beautiful and charming, and treat her as if she were white and bony.

"No wonder the neighbors, those newlyweds are sweet at first, but after the seven-year itch, they are noisy all day long, crying, making trouble and hanging themselves, isn't it the same?"

Poor Sikong, he is obviously still a young man who doesn't know the taste of love, but now he has figured out the truth of love from the matter of practice.

There are really three thousand roads in the world, but they lead to the same goal by different routes.

To get rid of distracting thoughts, Sikong changed his mind and simulated the origin of the 'one-dimensional cone' in front of him.

Then, a non-existent, but ubiquitous singularity appeared.

Numerous "one-dimensional cones" spread out from the singularity, and the cones are composed of micro-strings with different colors.

Here it is - zero-dimensional space.

However, although Sikong saw these tiny strings of different colors, he was unable to do what he wanted, and a clear connection connected him with a green cone.

Originally, it was the dimensional link opened by Super String Furnace for him to cultivate, but now it has become the bondage of Sikong transformed into a hungry wolf.

Tie him tightly to the green cone, and he can't break free.

"There is no unparalleled road, this is the hope that is close at hand!"

Sikong is definitely not someone who just sits and waits for death, he gritted his teeth, exhausted his eyes, followed that connection, and saw a green cone line, and on the line, there was a different kind.

The alien is the former Sikong.

Next to this green cone line, there are densely packed cone lines with different colors and different arcs.

But Sikong's vision gradually blurred, and the scenery was pulled back, just like a fish jumping out of the ocean, seeing the whole world, and having to return to the sea of ​​ignorance, and his vision was filled with green again.

No one knows how many 'one-dimensional cones' there are. I'm afraid it is far beyond the counting range of natural science: mathematics is greater than infinity.

But between different "one-dimensional cones", they are like isolated islands facing each other across the sea, and it is impossible to meet each other in a lifetime. But desperate.

But today, there is a different kind, who is greedy towards Tianzhu...

Sikong's field of vision is only front and back, not left and right, but when he sees the truth, he clearly knows that he only needs to hook his hands gently to the left, right, up and down, and he will 'hook up' to another charming, forehead, one-dimensional cone line .

But the rules of the one-dimensional space suppressed him on the line, and there was nothing he could do.

Sikong's eyes widened, and he tried his best to move his eyes from front to back, looking at the non-existent left and right.

Immediately, bursts of tearing sensation came from the eyes, which were even hotter.

And in the underground lair, sitting cross-legged on the ground, from Sikong's tightly closed eyes, two streams of blood snakes slowly flowed down his cheeks and landed on the ground tick-tock.

The red is so coquettish that it sets off Sikong incomparably terrifying.

The Eye of Origin works beyond its limits!

But Sikong still widened his eyes, trying to see the truth again.

'Swish...'

Blooming is silent, but a sound that seems to be blooming came to Sikong's ears. Sikong, who was in the 'one-dimensional cone', was puzzled and looked back and forth, but he couldn't see the source of the sound.

But he didn't know that in the underground lair, under his tightly closed eyelids, in that lacquered pupil, a flower bud slowly floated up.

A piece of tightly closed petals quietly opened, fusiform in shape, with narrow and long sides, and even more enchanting with blood plum.

The petals stretched softly, and then, they were frozen in Sikong's dark pupils.

The flower buds faded away, but the petals remained, seemingly fused with Sikong's pupils, indistinguishable from each other.

'Shuh! '

Sikong saw it, and saw a colorful "one-dimensional cone line" crowded around, covering all colors in the world, its radian and curl are natural, and it contains exquisite scientific data, which is enough to make all mathematicians Admire.

The green cone where Sikong is located is just a drop in the ocean.

"Ups and downs like a swallow's body is practiced, fists and eyes are flowing Gu Jianshou, hooking back, wolf's head..."

Blessed to the soul, the almost instinctive Hundred Explosion Fist was thrown out by Sikong Hannu.

It's just that it's not fists or kicks, but the indomitable will in Sikong's heart!

Metaphysics is called martial arts will!

Science calls it the spiritual jade core!
'Crack, crack...'

The martial arts will formed by the Hundred Explosion Fist hit the natural moat between the green cone and the other cone, and there was a silent sound.

The Hundred Explosion Fist, which is enough to send out [-]% of its strength, can also reach [-]% of Sikong's spiritual use. At this time, Sikong has become an old man with a white beard and a childlike face.

On the top of the solitary peak, in the heavy snow, he punched over and over again.

'Crack! '

'Crack! '

Sikong is tireless, forgets about time, gains and losses, and the martial arts will that was born from the Hundred Explosion Fist hits the sky over and over again.

When a splitting headache came, Sikong was forced to leave the one-dimensional cone line, glanced hurriedly out of the corner of his eye, and saw an almost negligible gap climbing up the impenetrable moat!
pain!
It was as if earthworms were crawling around in my brain, gnawing at my brain.

There was darkness in front of Sikong's eyes, his forehead was wet with cold sweat, and smoke was billowing on his bald head, which was so red and hot that it seemed that it would explode violently like a boiled watermelon.

After injecting a low-grade nutrient solution into his stomach, Sikong forced his brain to eliminate useless information and teased him for a while before his headache improved slightly.

Dacheng's Hundred Explosion Fist has already faintly exceeded the tolerance range of Sikong's gene chain, and Sikong's one-dimensional cone, urging his martial arts consciousness over and over again, will also put a huge pressure on the gene chain.

What's more, in the process of mobilizing his martial arts awareness, Sikong developed a new understanding, as if he wanted to brand this set of boxing techniques as his own, and give birth to a new pinnacle.

There is nothing better than this to turn decay into magic.

Sikong stood up slowly, his eyes gleaming, and finally that insignificant gap in the sky was enough to ignite hope, proving that Sikong's choice was correct in a certain sense!
"I still need more great martial arts skills, full use of martial arts will, and even enhancement!"

With a lot of accumulation, Sikong suddenly realized that nine years of cultivating immortals had not yielded nothing, studying hard on the worldly martial arts that are regarded as discarded in the eyes of immortal cultivators is also practice!

The reason why the Hundred Explosion Fist has progressed so fast is not only because of the creation of the Eye of Origin, but also because Sikong has already practiced it...

More than 14 years!
Sikong concentrated his mind and displayed and analyzed his martial arts one by one——

Fist: Hundred Explosion Fist
Kung Fu: Wandering Dragon Lifting Technique
Spear technique: both spears fly together

Sword Technique: Ranma Cloak Sword Technique

Secret Method: Blood Brave Returns to the Aperture

This secret method is not a fabricated thing in the novels and biographies, which completely deviates from scientific common sense. It gathers most of the blood in the arms and legs through the acupuncture points and meridians, so as to drain the blood from the blood. Most of the energy is supplied in these parts.

At the same time, it stimulates the secretion of adrenal hormones and thyroid hormones, allowing people to enter a state of going forward without fear of pain.

According to Xiuxian's words, it means the disintegration of the heavenly demon and the stimulation of potential!

Of course, this secret method is undoubtedly a dose of poison for today's Sikong. I am afraid that he will be in trouble before he hurts the enemy.

"Body skills, spear skills, and sword skills, it seems that I will be busy next time..."

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