Hundred miles worry-free is said to be a hundred miles, in fact, when did you really meet Chang Ming to come to an end, practice is nothing more than boring, over and over again in accordance with the exercises on the nameless ancient books, the spiritual power runs in the meridians, twenty-three more meridians are divided into three or seven numbers, only two do not stand in the camp, do not intersect with the meridians, one from the dantian to the jade mansion, one from the jade mansion to the mud pill.

People have nine palaces, the upper should be nine days, and the middle one palace is called the mud pill, the mud pill is pregnant with divine thoughts, which is the essence of the person, and the reason why Su Wen was unable to condense the mental power before was because the meridians did not pass through the mud pill, and the mental power could not be accessed.

The theory of the Nine Palaces is the true solution of the Enlightenment, and the nine major organs of the human body are connected by meridians, which are called Mingtang, Dongfang, Mud Pill, Liuzhu, Jade Emperor, Taihuang, Xuandan, Jizhen, and Heavenly Court.

The cultivator who opens the nine veins has the qualification to knock on the door, knocks on the door to open the spiritual palace, and stores eight or nine spiritual powers, only the mud pill palace is not among them, there is no spiritual power in it, there is a spirit in it, and it is opened at the time of birth.

Now there are twenty-three more meridians in Su Wen's body, in addition to the nine veins that ordinary people have, there are fourteen left, and the spiritual power runs like a stone ox entering the sea without information, at first Su Wen thought that it was absorbed by the meridians, until he became ill again last night, and he knew that this body was still unable to absorb spiritual power.

To enter the realm of opening the spirit at least to open another spirit palace, with spiritual power to break through the qi, commonly known as knocking, and Su Wen can not exist in the body of a trace of spiritual power, since the problem of the meridians has been solved, that is flesh and bones, Li Chengran once said that Su Wen is congenitally insufficient, insufficient in the meridians, flesh and bones, one qi sect has the world's most authoritative means of replenishing the pulse, and even at the expense of the whole sect disciples to be contaminated with cause and effect, for Su Wen to open 14 more meridians, but still can not solve the lack of flesh and bones.

Su Wen dreamed many times that he was lying naked on the stone platform, allowing the monstrous blood to pour into his body, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, until he saw another figure like himself getting up from the stone platform and slowly walking away through his body.

After half an hour of pranayama, Su Wen opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, although his eyes were radiant, he was still no match for the paleness on his cheeks, he got up and raised his arrow, and his arm pulled out a full circle, just an ordinary iron-tire bow, which was not as good as the Southern Tang Dynasty's Megatron, but it was not easy for a fifteen-year-old child to pull it apart.

Su asked Zhang Bow and arrow, although Nan Chaixing said that he didn't know archery but he hadn't eaten pork but had seen a lot of pigs run, but this kind of training method was really unclear So, ordinary archer training is nothing more than a steady and accurate ruthless, Nantang The martial artist with amazing arm strength is said to be able to open a five-stone bow, the middle stone is not a sword, a hundred steps through Yang, each time he holds a bow and goes retrograde for three hundred steps, turns around and shoots quickly, from Zhang Bow to hit the target, the period does not exceed three breaths.

And at this moment, although Su Wen is also a bow and arrow, but the arrow is only two inches away from the trunk, such a close distance, even a girl can also steadily plant the flower in his hand into a depth of a few inches, the whisper of the little servant, Su Wen is unmoved, and strives to unite his mind and spirit, breathing so slowly that he can't see the shaking of the figure, the real archery master Taishan collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, quiet as a virgin, moving like a cunning rabbit, in the silence only a lead burned moment, can be all the power of the whole body through the string in the hand to bloom.

There was no turning back arrow when the bow was opened, and there was an arrow on the string that had to be sent, but Su Wen stood quietly for a quarter of an hour without releasing the arrow, and after half an hour, he still did not release the arrow, like a statue standing still, the slightly bulging muscles were much stronger than when he left the wooden house, at least these days the four eggs were very moisturized, an hour passed, Su Wen silently put away the arrow, resisted the urge to break the tree with an arrow in his heart, and took a few deep breaths before dissipating the accumulation in his heart, only the translucent eyes became more and more aggressive.

Nan Chasing Xing was surprised, the other party practiced arrows so much that it was better to say that he was polishing his mind, but also to conceive and raise arrow intentions, the sword has sword intent, the knife has knife energy, although the shape of the eighteen weapons is very different, but in the final analysis, it is just a broken word, sharp is a saying, meaning is another to say, the lazy man's inferior move of soaking soybeans in one hand broke the long song drawn by Ning Chen, Cheng Tao has no sword in his hand on the snowy plain, and still slashes a thousand phases with a sword intent.

From ancient times to the present, the monk Wufu is arguing about nothing more than the momentum and the move that is more powerful, few people can really combine the two, although Su Wen's action of practicing archery is strange, but it is the same as the qi storage kung fu in the sword practice, with the move to raise momentum, either an arrow does not come out, or it is not blood.

"Do you feel it too?" Nan Chaixing grabbed a tender shoot that fell from the sky, sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose, and drank the wine jug next to him casually.

The little servant stood up vigilantly, pulled out a simple knife from his backpack, and glanced around with his little eyes.

Su Wen silently took out a birch tree arrow, the arrow cluster pure steel concealed the chill in the light, and opened the bow and arrow again I don't know where to aim, on the way, I have heard about the tragedy of Changmen County and Zhunan City, and there is already a move, naturally some people have set their eyes on him, and this is what he is waiting for.

Why do you want to practice archery, obviously the sword is more direct, Chen Maochuan asked, Su Wen did not answer, because he was not ready, although the sword is sharp, even if a child holds it in his hand, it can hurt people, and it can kill people.

Nan Chaxing asked in a deep voice, "Do you dare to kill someone?"

"I've killed people. Su Wen replied softly, the bowstring in his hand was released, and the wooden arrow passed through the layers of new leaves, and accurately pierced the target at the moment when a burst of birds was startled, yes, why should I practice archery, because I dare not kill, compared to the sword in my hand piercing into the flesh and blood, it is easy to just release two fingers.

A dull sound of landing fell from the treetops in the distance, and the frightened eyes were permanently frozen in one place before they could even utter half a word.

Boom, as if an arrow startled Lin Zhongyan, several black shadows flashed, Su Wen held his chest and breathed hard, although he was ready, but the depression in his heart was still like the tide drowning him, but he had no choice, at the moment of the grass house, he thought he was resolute enough, because of anger, and when he saw the figure under the ice crystal world, he finally realized that it was just timidity, and the desire to survive that could not be suppressed, and walked out of the wooden house, this winter's snow is very beautiful, but such a harsh winter is very miserable, and he has seen too much death, so he will draw a new life in the One Qi Sect, and he will not hesitate to let go of the arrow in his hand at this moment。

The bow and arrow rose again, and the black shadows swept left and right in the dense forest became closer and closer, judging from their vigorous figures, even though they were not all martial artists who entered the rank, they must be good at licking blood at the tip of the knife, and they were full of tacit understanding between each other.

An arrow was fired, the silver snake came out of the hole, and the sharp tuft of head tore through the air, just where a black shadow fell from the air and was powerless, only to see the man's brows furrowed, his feet stepped from the air, and his body stopped for a few breaths, so that the arrow that should have penetrated into his chest was now submerged in his thigh.

"From the mortal realm?" Su Wen groaned, the other party's pause was undoubtedly a mobilization of spiritual power, his subordinates were fast, and it was an arrow, only once he was slashed down by his companions who rushed behind him, and the momentum was heavy, and the blade cut off a wrist-thick branch by this inertia.

At this moment, it was finally clear that there were as many as fifteen people on the other side, and there were fourteen in addition to the one who died, among which there were about three martial artists who had entered the ranks, and the highest one was second-class.

The little servant is like a big enemy, and the tight guards are beside Su Wen, and Nan Chaxing only cares about drinking, and has no intention of making a move, these fifteen people are still less after all, Rao is there are two tragic cases of extermination, and there are still people who can't make up their minds and quietly tempted, these people are really scared by Li Zaixiao, but it's okay, the food has to be eaten one bite at a time, and people have to be killed one by one, the former and the latter are just two words of habit in the end.

Su Wen sent out five more arrows, and there was no achievement, although three of them were very tricky to find three ordinary martial artists, although these have never practiced, but the feeling and skill are far superior to ordinary martial artists are definitely not much worse than a sixth-rank mortal qi practitioner.

In the blink of an eye, two people have approached Su Wen less than a hundred steps, Su Wen's cheeks are not wavering, and he is still holding a bow and arrow, pointing directly at the nearest martial artist, the martial artist has a fierce face, and the Pu knife in his hand is ruthless, he was born as a horse bandit, and now he has joined the killer organization, and his murderous martial arts are sharpened from blood, but no matter how high the martial arts are, he is only a mortal after all, and now an opportunity to ascend to the sky is in front of him, as long as he cuts off the head of this thin young man, he can get a spiritual pill to wash the muscles and cut the marrow and enter the ranks of cultivation, what an opportunity。

The head of the cluster was close to ten inches, the warrior's feet stopped suddenly, his head was tilted back, the sharp cold light slid close to his forehead, with the help of the momentum of the forward, the entire upper body was ninety degrees and still advanced twenty steps under his feet, the tip of the knife suddenly pointed to the ground behind him, and the body was re-erected like a spring, but at this moment, a short figure came quickly, and the Pu knife in his hand swung horizontally and the body of the other party bounced back in a line, looking like the person himself hit the knife edge, the head flew up, and the headless body was still moving forward for several meters before falling to the ground。

Qigui took the knife a step further, and the killer who followed his companion only saw a head flying into the air, and it was not until the other party's body staggered that he saw a little servant as short as a woman, and before he could stop, one head fell to the ground, and another head flew up.

"Young master, Qigui was originally a pig killer. ”