Chapter 40 The war is about to begin In the martial arts arena. A tall and burly figure emerged, with two heavy hammers the size of a human head hanging on his waist. His body was full of muscles and he stood on the martial arts field like an iron tower. Ghost butcher Shentu Hong! Gu Yuanqing recognized him at a glance. He had killed this man with his sword a few days ago, but he did not expect that he would also be branded by the trial space. Shentu Hong had a wooden expression, as if he were a dead object. Gu Yuanqing was not in a hurry to start. He stood there and waited quietly. After a long time, Shentu Hong still didn't wake up. He suddenly realized that his previous idea was feasible. In this Lingshan Trial Field, everything was still based on his thoughts. Although he had no way of controlling who would appear, as long as he didn't want to start the trial, the subject would not wake up. He immediately sat down cross-legged, circulated his mental skills, and felt the flow of vital energy in his body just like the outside world. He tried out some small changes to his mental methods and found that the consequences of these changes were no different from those in the outside world. After causing internal injuries, he only needed to exit the trial site and come back again, and the injuries would be gone, and his body in the outside world would not be affected by them. Suddenly, his mind moved, and the energy in his body began to deviate from its original route. This was the Heavenly Dao Zen Heart Sutra that Gu Yuanqing deduced and modified.
Gu Yuanqing achieved Zhenwu through one hundred and eight acupoints. These one hundred and eight acupoints formed the foundation of the formation that locked the secret treasures of Zhenwu. Just like playing with building blocks, the formation formed by these one hundred and eight acupoints was the most fundamental part. The subsequent practice of Zhenwu was also expanded based on these acupoint formations. The stronger the foundation, the greater the improvement in each level. This is one of the reasons why he can fight against ordinary Zhenwu ninth-level warriors at the seventh level of Zhenwu. At that time, Gu Yuanqing weighed the pros and cons in his mind about achieving Zhenwu, and ultimately failed to achieve Zhenwu with the 365 Zhoutian Formation, which was a great regret. Afterwards, when I occasionally had free time, I would still deduce the mental method that I had not yet fully mastered at that time. I have made some progress, but many aspects still need to be verified. He has become Zhenwu. If the original formation is loosened, it is very likely to destroy the foundation. Zhenwu's secret hiding place will be returned to Jie Zi, which will really be a loss. But here, he has no worries and can try whatever he wants. As the true Qi changed its course, some acupoints that were not originally included in the formation base were incorporated. The nature of the true Qi also began to slowly change as it flowed through different acupoints, and the Qi of the acupoints would also change due to the different true Qi they nourished. The light from the acupoints in the array base gradually weakened, and although the connection between them was not broken, it weakened accordingly. Inside the Crimson Palace, the Zhenwu secret treasure was trembling slightly. This was a sign that the original formation was about to collapse and the secret treasure was unstable. Gu Yuanqing calmed his mind, not being affected by it, and pushed the true Qi to flow along other acupoints. Although it sounds slow, it takes less than half an incense stick of time for Gu Yuanqing's true energy to penetrate more than 200 acupoints in the palace. At this time, the shaking of the Zhenwu secret treasure was already quite obvious, and the original formation was crumbling. Gu Yuanqing also quickened his pace. He had to complete the test of the technique before the Zhenwu formation was completely destroyed. Two hundred, two hundred and forty, three hundred, three hundred and thirty... When the true energy circulated for the 336th time, the original formation finally collapsed completely. The Zhenwu secret treasure broke away from the Crimson Palace, and the true energy and the Tiangang and Disha energy inside poured out. Wherever it goes, the meridians are shattered. Boom, with a loud thunderous sound, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and in the Lingshan trial ground, Gu Yuanqing's entire body exploded, leaving no trace of his body. In Beiquan Mountain, Gu Yuanqing slowly opened his eyes. There was a look of confusion in his eyes at first, and it took a long time for them to slowly recover. "Is this the consequence of the complete collapse of the Zhenwu formation? No wonder many people, after their cultivation base has improved, have obtained better techniques, but are afraid to switch to another cultivation method. The risk is simply too great, and the so-called "devilish possession" is nothing!"
Gu Yuanqing was still frightened, fortunately he had never tried it in real life. "The technique still needs to be perfected. I must form a new formation to stabilize the Zhenwu secret treasure before the original formation completely collapses. However, this matter is not urgent. There is still time to change the acupoint formation before the breakthrough to the Grandmaster level." Gu Yuanqing took a short rest and then re-entered the Lingshan Trial. However, this time he tried again, but with a thought, he fought against the ghost butcher Shen Tuhong. This man's moves were open and closed, and the two heavy hammers in his hands were unparalleled in power, rolling up heavy winds and stirring up countless sand and dust. At the same time, the moves were changed flexibly, with the lightness and heaviness as desired, and the powerful horizontal training skill. Gu Yuanqing wiped it out with one sword, breaking through the Zhenwu Qijing's defense and falling on his neck, leaving only a faint mark of blood. He was not careful and had to take it head-on. With a bang, his palm cracked and the sword almost slipped out of his hand. After this move, Gu Yuanqing became more cautious. "His strength is at the peak of Zhenwu! He deserves to be ranked fourth on the Black List. His only shortcoming is that his agility is a little lacking." After a fierce battle, although Gu Yuanqing had the upper hand with his physical skills and left many scars on Shentu Hong's body, he was unable to kill him. The pair of heavy hammers protected several potentially fatal flaws. "Luckily, I met him on Beiquan Mountain and used the power of Beiquan Mountain to suppress his true energy. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to kill him even if I flew over with my sword!" An hour later, Shentu Hong's breath began to weaken. Gu Yuanqing finally seized the opportunity and took a hammer blow and stabbed his left eye with a sword. The price he paid was that the entire left arm bones were shattered, a tragic victory! In a breath, the injuries he suffered recovered again. Gu Yuanqing was about to fight the next person when suddenly the feeling of being watched arose again. After his consciousness exited the trial space, Guanshan still couldn't find where the other party was. He frowned. This feeling was quite uncomfortable. He knew someone was spying on him, but he didn't know who it was. "Can a Grandmaster be so unscrupulous?" His face was a little gloomy. On top of Hongyan Mountain Waterfall. All six of Longdan were lying on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. Two old men stood side by side on the bluestone, looking at the Beiquan Mountain opposite. One of the two men was short, like a dwarf, sleepy-eyed, and reeking of alcohol. He had a heavy sword slung across his back that was taller than he was, and a jar of wine in his hand. The other man was hunched over, leaning on a bamboo stick, his face full of wrinkles, and his whole body exuded the aura of impending death. "Old man, what do you think?" The hunchbacked old man's voice was hoarse and without any strength, giving people the feeling that he would die at any time. The short old man took a gulp of the liquor. "The guy at the foot of Beiquan Mountain should be the little fellow known as the Sword Saint in the Imperial City. I heard that he has not left the capital for forty years. I didn't expect that he would be sent by the court. When I "saw" him just now, he should have noticed me." "It seems that the old emperor attaches great importance to this place. The only strange thing is, if he attaches so much importance to it, why doesn't he bring Gu Yuanqing back to the capital? If it were the capital, we wouldn't dare to go there even if we had the courage." "Maybe he wants to see which of us old immortals are still alive." "It is consistent with the court's usual style. It is to cast a long line to catch a big fish without worrying about breaking the bait." "Ahem... ahem... it seems these little guys around here are frightened and don't dare to do anything. How about we go up and take a look first, and by the way, see if there is any old guy crawling out of the coffin and has the same plan as us?" The short old man raised his head and poured the remaining half jar of wine into his mouth.
Bang! The wine jar broke on the rocks. "That's exactly what I meant!" As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere on the entire mountain began to become solemn, everything was silent, and the aura belonging to the Grandmaster was released... (End of this chapter)