Back in his cabin, Ling Hantian sat down cross-legged and opened the fourth layer of refining power in his mind, refining thousands of powers. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

According to this introduction to cultivation, the human body, whether it is skin, flesh, or bones, is composed of countless tiny units, and each tiny unit is a tiny life form, and each of them has its own frequency, but the frequency of these tiny life forms is different.

The purpose of refining thousands of life forms is to adjust the frequency of these tiny life forms to the same, and those who refine thousands of people can adjust the frequency of all cells in the body to be completely consistent, and finally form a powerful resonance.

There is an example in this introduction, there is a peerless power that adjusts its own life frequency to the same frequency as heaven and earth, and can mobilize the power of the entire heaven and earth to be used.

The method of using "Inch Kill" is to adjust all the true elements in the body to a frequency, form a resonance, and attack the power to one point, instantly bursting out with unparalleled lethality.

The frequency of true elements is the same as the frequency of cells in the body.

Although Ling Hantian had not yet broken through to the second level of body refining, there was no True Yuan derived from his skin.

But now you can grope to adjust the frequency of cells in the body, and after breaking through to the second level of refining in the future, adjusting the frequency of the true element and the frequency of the body's cells will be completed.

How to adjust the frequency of countless cells in the body, Ling Hantian thought that it should start with breathing.

Because man was originally formed by the union of two small units.

These two tiny units coincide because of the same frequency of life, and finally give birth to a complex life.

Ling Hantian crossed his legs and began to vomit, slowly adjusting his breathing to match the life rate of the cells in his body, which was a long and boring process of attempting.

Once, twice, slowly, Ling Hantian's breathing became longer and longer, and he even felt that his breath had entered a wonderful realm.

His consciousness miraculously left his body, staring at his body out of thin air, and his whole body became extremely empty.

The body breathes automatically.

He felt the frequency of life in all the cells, and they were like individual beings, and they also had their own breathing.

It's simply amazing!

Ling Hantian was completely shocked, it was simply beyond his cognition, and he watched the changes in his body as a bystander.

He found that his breathing rate slowly matched the frequency of his cells.

Just when Ling Hantian was immersed in cultivation, he was in a newly vacated mansion in the Ling family's compound.

Ling Sengao sat on the head, listening to Ling Jian's report, his face became more and more gloomy, and even in the end, his hand holding the armrest slammed hard, directly smashing the handrail.

"What?! Ling Hantian's waste wood was not only able to confront you head-on, but after you used your mortal-grade mid-grade combat technique to shatter the golden palm, it broke your combat technique with one punch and shattered your arm bones? ”

"Sen Shao, it's true, I was indeed injured by that waste material punch in my heyday."

Waste materials can defeat themselves in one move, so what are you, are you not as good as waste materials?

Ling Jian had bandages hanging from his arms, and his eyes swelled with a look of humiliation.

"Are you sure that Ling Hantian's punch didn't use the True Yuan, or even the Battle Technique?"

Ling Sen's eyes burned and flashed with a dangerous light.

"Sen Shao, that waste material has been a one-level perfection realm for three years, how can he have a true element, he must be born with divine power."

Ling Jian gritted his teeth and comforted himself very unwillingly.

"Born with divine powers?!"

Ling Sen nodded, agreeing with Ling Jian's statement.

"That waste material has hit my Absolute Yuan Dispersion, it is impossible not to cultivate the True Yuan, and it will always be trampled under my feet."

"Sen Shao, I think this Ling Hantian is a little abnormal, he actually chose a combat skill that no one in the family has cared about for hundreds of years in the Battle Skill Hall today, "Inch Killing".

Ling Jian lifted the bandage and reported the matter of the Battle Skill Hall truthfully.

"Chose a copy of "Inch Killing"?"

Ling Sen stood up suddenly, looked in the direction of the hut where Ling Hantian was, his thin lips crossed a touch of coldness, he tightened his palms, and said in a low voice.

"Ling Hantian, if you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in front of me, then you are looking for death by yourself, this time I must die so much that I can't die again."

Before the words fell, Ling Sen's face changed suddenly, he clutched his chest, and roared: "Give me orders, follow Ling Hantian's every move twenty-four hours a day, I will never give him a month, I will completely strangle him before this!" Fuck me off, you shit! ”

Hearing this, Ling Jian and the others were amnesty, and now Ling Sen has the support of the ancestor of the Ling family, and he can despise the patriarch Ling Zhan.

As soon as Ling Jian and the others exited the room, Ling Sen's face instantly turned pale, and his whole face became extremely hideous because of the pain.

In order to break through to the triple body refining and attract the attention of the ancestor, in order to use the ancestor to suppress Ling Zhan, Ling Sen took the Miao Jiang forbidden medicine.

This forbidden medicine could only allow him to temporarily break through to the triple level of body refining, and after a month, his cultivation would still return to his original form.

What's even more terrifying is that during this month, he has to suffer heart-eating pain every day.

That kind of pain, if it weren't for the obsession of killing Ling Hantian, Ling Sen wouldn't have been able to hold on at all.

This shows how deep this Ling Sen's killing intent is towards Ling Hantian, and how strong his hatred is.

Gradually, Ling Sen's seven orifices oozed scarlet blood.

He gritted his silver teeth and stared in the direction of Ling Hantian's hut, a hoarse sound coming out of his throat.

"Ling, Ling Hantian, you, you damn 、、、"