If I let you become a druid, would you join the Demon Sect?

Chapter 53: One Year in a Flash, Ten Thousand Strengths of Strength, and Finally Becoming a Grandmaster
“Is this still martial arts?”

Gu Yan reached out and poked the rock under him.

A hole was poked out three inches from the ground.

This is Gang Jin.

Gu Yan's master Daozhen once said that after the three martial arts of Qingyun Temple are all perfected, if they can be integrated into one, they can form an internal and external circulation, internal Gang and external strength, and become a Hunyuan master.

According to Gu Yan's understanding.

If an ordinary person cultivates to this level, he is almost equivalent to a first-level blood-refining warrior.

This is also the reason why those blood-refined warriors look down on ordinary warriors.

Your end point is just my starting point. I can also use other means. How can you compare?
But the master could only condense an inch of energy at most.

Except for the fact that Gu Yan's internal and external energy cannot circulate, it can already cover three inches of the whole body, which is about ten centimeters.

This has already surpassed the Grandmaster.

Moreover, this level of strength is not Gu Yan's limit at all.

This is mainly determined by the characteristics of "The Green Pine Transforms into a Crane Sutra" and "The Golden Toad Power of Hanging Gu".

These two top-level martial arts of the mortal world are martial arts that tap into the potential of the body. When combined into one, they can be condensed into罡气. If they are then integrated into the Xuanwu power after the perfection of "Xuanwu True Body", they can become罡劲.

If all three are perfected and condensed into one, one can become a martial arts master with inner strength, outer strength and unity.

The problem is that Gu Yan's physical strength is constantly improving.

As a result, his two martial arts, "Green Pine Transformation into Crane Sutra" and "Hang Gu Golden Toad Power", were unable to reach full perfection.

The more he cultivated his internal energy, the more it grew.

Three inches of strength is probably just the beginning.

According to the current situation, Gu Yan himself doesn’t know when he can become a master of internal and external circulation.

"Let's practice. We're just waiting for Ba Liang to wake up."

Gu Yan sighed slightly, picked up his ordinary martial arts again, and began to practice hard.

that's it.

Gu Yan practiced the "White Bones Pregnant God Technique" at night and martial arts during the day, and was forced to start a retreat.

Time flies.

Four months passed.

White snow fell from the sky.

Gu Yan went to the market three more times, each time to sell goods, go to the inn to practice, and come out, only to be ambushed and counterattacked.

He sold more and more things, and his wallet became fatter and fatter.

It’s just that the flow of people in the market is a little less.

this day.

Gu Yan, who came back from the market for the fourth time, took off his hat and sat in front of the fire with a gloomy face.

No one came to rob and kill him.

He was so arrogant that no one came to rob or kill him!
That's fine.

Some people were spreading rumors in the market, saying that a cruel demon had recently come to the market and had been abducting good monks. The monks had followed him out and had never returned. This had caused everyone in the market to feel insecure, let alone robbing people. Now, those who left the market were in groups, full of solidarity and mutual assistance.

Slanderous words are nothing but a little bit of wind and frost.

What Gu Yan cares about is the bad atmosphere!

This made him very frustrated. Where was the previous simple cultivation environment and atmosphere full of intrigue and deception?

Not only that.

After he had shipped goods several times, the shop owner warned him to be more restrained, saying that the situation outside was tense and the owner of the shop was about to investigate the demon, so he asked him to wait for a few months before taking any action.

Who do you think he is?
Bad guy?

He was just defending himself.

What's wrong with him?

“The prejudice in people’s hearts is like a mountain…”

Gu Yan shook his head and sighed.

It seems I have to go to another market next time.

There will be misunderstandings when people interact with each other.

But sweat and hard work won't.

After months of hard practice in the "White Bones Pregnant the Spirit Method", his spiritual power finally completed the first tempering and was compressed to the current limit. The quality was greatly improved, and the visualized bones also grew flesh and blood, entering the second level of practice and began to actively increase the amount of spiritual power.

Although this speed is not as fast as soul absorption, the spirit obtained, that is, the power of the soul, is more condensed and does not require additional purification and condensation.

Combining the two is the right way.

He also made great progress in secular martial arts.

After feeding Ba Liang a beast pellet as usual, Gu Yan came to the cave entrance, took off his clothes, and began his daily training facing the splashing cold waterfall water.

He took Balian with him and moved to a new residence farther away from the market town.

It is located on a cliff deep in the mountains, connected to a mountain waterfall.

The winter snow did not freeze the waterfall.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged under the water flow. There seemed to be an invisible membrane one meter above his head, isolating him from the thousand-pound water, causing the originally smooth waterfall to change course in a clear arc.

"Goo~"

It sounds like the gurgling of a giant clam in the mountains.

The entire hill shook slightly as Gu Yan exhaled.

A burning breath rises.

Turned into wisps of white mist.

For a moment, it was unclear whether there were people practicing martial arts here, or if there was a giant monster hiding in the mountains, spewing clouds and mist.
The daily practice is over.

Gu Yan exhaled a few feet of foul air, and dug out a piece of rock about a foot thick like digging tofu, his eyes filled with melancholy.

The master is an inch of Gang.

He has practiced to the point where he has built a three-foot, or one-meter, strong wall.

Why hasn't it reached its limit yet? At this point, it's no longer a question of whether this Gang Jin is useful, but rather the desire to explore and the temper of not accepting the strength that surges up.

He wants to fight against this strong force!

Another few months passed.

The tail end of summer.

Balian hasn't woken up yet, but with Gu Yan's regular feeding, he's getting fatter and fatter, estimated to be around 200 pounds.

Gu Yan's Qi training level still had no breakthrough.

From three to four, there is a small bottleneck.

Even though he was extremely talented, he was still unable to overcome the lack of ordinary spiritual energy.

Two or three days of practice in the market every month was not enough for him to accumulate enough spiritual energy for a breakthrough.

The spiritual energy of the wind at high altitude is more abundant, but he has no way to float in the air, so he can't practice with peace of mind.

In terms of his soul, with his occasional visits to the markets of neighboring countries to enforce the law, capture souls and take away spirits, and his hard work day and night, the power of his condensed soul has almost doubled, both in quality and quantity, which is cause for celebration.

Gu Yan had no choice but to put more energy into mundane martial arts.

He also wants to study magic.

But mana is not something that can be used very long.

The mana will be gone after two or three times. It is slow to release and the mana recovery is also slow. You can only play with it occasionally as a way to familiarize yourself with the construction of the spiritual pattern.

This day.

Wearing a bamboo hat, Gu Yan came to a nearby city to drink tea and listen to some entertainment.

The Lin State and the Wei State found an excuse to start a war several months ago. The war has been going on for several months and both sides have suffered countless casualties.

Recently, in the markets of several neighboring countries, various kinds of pseudo-magical weapons have increased several times over.

A large number of monks were mixed in the battlefields of both sides, fighting each other.

There is a fierce competition at the border checkpoints.

The soil of that land was stained with blood more than a meter deep.

Gu Yan actually wanted to go over and pick up some loose ends, but after he got there he realized something was wrong.

That checkpoint was branded with an extremely large spiritual formation. All the dead spirits and the blood essences shed by the soldiers were trapped and devoured by the spiritual formation and dragged to a very deep place underground.

Gu Yan was fine at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

As soon as I got close, I felt a creepy feeling. After much hesitation, I finally chose to run away.

Considering his understanding of the surrounding cultivation world, Gu Yan dared to guarantee that those cultivators who thought they had gotten a bargain were also part of the leeks.

The area of ​​​​immortal cultivation where the White Bone Sect is located is full of people who eat people without leaving any bones.

period.

Gu Yan also transformed himself into a falcon and returned to the Taoist temple once, secretly observing Qingyun Temple and his master Daozhen.

I don't know if it's because the Qian family is Buddhist, or because their family's practice method doesn't rely on those things, but they didn't start a war. They just obeyed the court, conscripted a group of civilians and soldiers, and then sent a group of warriors from various major sects, temple monks, escort agencies, etc. to the border.

Qingyun Temple was also among them, but people of Daozhen's level were not affected.

"There is no such thing as time in cultivation. If I hadn't gone out for a walk occasionally, I would hardly notice the passage of time. The snow melts and spring goes, summer ends and autumn comes, but I still look the same. My appearance has not matured, nor has it aged. It is just like yesterday."

Gu Yan put down the tea money and went back up the mountain.

Another winter snow is coming.

Ba Liang finally showed some changes.

Its fur had grown longer and darker, almost blending into the shadows.

Gu Yan discovered that Balian's black fur could block his natural senses, and even his spiritual eyes could not find the fixed location of its body.

The demon beast bloodline that Balian awakened might be related to some hidden canine demon beast.

This made him very much looking forward to what Ba Liang would look like after his transformation was complete.

at the same time.

Gu Yan finally felt the limits of his ordinary martial arts.

This day.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged under the waterfall.

Thousands of pounds of mountains and water fell from the sky, but to him, it was just a breeze on his face. Less than ten feet away, it was blocked by an invisible wall of air, spread to both sides, and turned into a water curtain background for his meditation.

The black hair is fluttering.

As Gu Yan exhaled, whirlpools appeared out of thin air at his meridian nodes, like invisible dantians, and began to actively maintain his body functions, automatically compressing his breath, making his originally impetuous breath more resilient.

at the same time.

The ten-foot-tall strong wall outside gradually gained a sense of flexibility, as if it came alive and began to flow.

With the flow of the energy wall.

Gu Yan's body slowly rose into the air until it was ten feet above the ground.

time flies.

Days and nights passed.

I don’t know how long it took.

Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, breathing calmly.

After a year of hard training, he built a ten-foot-long strong wall, and his inside and outside were one.

Grandmaster level, accomplished.

It was late at night.

To Gu Yan, the night is as bright as day.

He stood up slowly, and the water didn't stick to him. He raised his foot and stepped on the void, as if he was stepping on a stable step. Only the empty air emitted circles of ripples, as if burned by some special breath, leaving a clear footprint, which slowly dissipated.

that's it.

Gu Yan took one step at a time, stepped on the void, and slowly walked to the top of the cliff.

Watching the clouds rolling below.

A thought came to his mind.

How strong are you now?
(End of this chapter)