Chapter 16 Twenty-ninth Golden Lotus

Domineering, what is hegemony? What is anger?

Domineering, running through the world, everything is unstoppable.

Qi is the foundation of man, the transformation of essence, and the control of God.

What is domineering?

All things submit to the Wanling Dynasty?

No, domineering is to despise everything, regardless of everything, the place where the domineering is, invincible, the place where the domineering passes, invincible, invincible, invincible.

Wu's martial arts are fundamentally against the sky, and the true meaning of martial arts is still against the sky. Wu Kui's fist is still against the sky. Everything dares to block Wu's road. In front of you, whether it is a thing or something, must follow Wu's thoughts and change. Otherwise, it will be destroyed by Wu's thoughts.

It can be said that Wu's martial arts is a way to kill gods, Buddhas devour Buddhas, kill immortals, demons block demons, and domine all the way to subdue all sentient beings.

The true meaning of this martial arts is strong, vigorous, and exist, all of which are feasible. However, throughout the thousands of years of temples, masters and strong people have emerged one after another. However, under the idea of Buddhism to universalize all sentient beings, all sentient beings have spiritual ideas, and extreme martial arts such as Wu Wei has never appeared.

Similarly, the hegemonic way that Wu Fu now feels is also out of place, just like putting a murderer in a group of great Confucians who teach people to learn well and attract people into good deeds.

However, it is obvious that the martial arts boxing spirit dominates everything. For Wu Wei, who has just stepped out of the condensed boxing spirit, it has an absolute benchmarking effect and an absolute guiding effect. After all, the thought between the two is so close.

Fist, the key to the realm of immortality, is the strongest consciousness of the warrior.

That's not for no reason. Powerful fists can communicate everything, and even communicate with emptiness, and those who absorb powerful power in nothingness. What's more, powerful fists can't be destroyed even if it is the disaster of the world.

At the first time he felt this domineering and contempt for everything, Wu Fu had already sensed the horror of this boxing, and even peeped out the strength of this boxing.

If you compare Wu's own virtual boxing to a newborn baby, and compare Ji Lao's condensed boxing to a strong man, then this abyss, as heavy as a mountain, as wide as the sky, and as thick as earth, is a giant, an absolute giant, the kind of giant that can cover the sky and the sun, even if it is only one of them. The thought is not what Wu Wei can bear today.

Standing on the twenty-eighth golden lotus, Wu Ao, who has just been supplemented by the karma of Buddhism and climbed another peak, is already sweating profusely. The bean-sized sweat keeps oozing from Wu Ao's forehead and flowing down with the corners of his eyes, the tip of his nose and jaw. As for Wu Kuo's back has already been soaked and died in a brocade robe. The dead stick to the back.

Compared with the unbearable body, this direct effect and conscious fist has caused an absolute impact on Wu Ao's mind. In the face of the vast sea, magnificent sea, and tide-like fists, Wu Kui's fragile mind is like a flat boat, constantly fluttering with this fist above everything.

Compress, condense, compress, and condense...

In the face of this transversible punch, the only thing Wu Wei can do is to constantly squeeze his potential, constantly compress his spirit, constantly condense his thoughts, and constantly encourage the inner breath in his body to fight against this fist.

Time passes little by little, adapt, learn, adjust...

Putting aside all his thoughts and putting all his heart into it. After spending three hours, Wu Wei finally adjusted the past and turned the infinite concentration of his virtual boxing into substance. These three hours of adaptation, learning and adjustment are absolutely difficult for Wu Wei, who is just beginning to condense his boxing. According to Wu Kui's prior prediction, it will take at least half a month to condense the just-generated boxing spirit, and it will take at least half a year to virtualize the boxing spirit. However, under the boxing spirit left by the predecessors of the Great Zen Temple, Wu Fu shortened the process to three hours.

From half a year to three hours, Wu Wei was as tired as a dead dog, but Wu Wei was also very satisfied when he thought of the harvest of these three hours. After all, the current time is really too important for Wu Wei.

Advance? Stop?

The fist left in the ascending ladder of the ninth grade is obviously dead, and it does not have all kinds of magical powers like the fist left in the sea of martial arts consciousness. Although after perceiving the grandeur of this boxing and understanding the gap between himself and its own, Wu Fu still has the idea of moving forward, even if he is stepping on the second Nineteen golden lotuses were knocked down, which is better than stopping now.

With this in mind, his heart moved at will. Wu, who had been standing on the twenty-eight golden lotus for three hours, was angry. His right foot stretched out without any hesitation or delay, so he stepped on the twenty-ninth golden lotus.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Wu's feet were still stable, a horrible fist had been bombarded into Wu's consciousness. His throat was loosened, and his blood was like losing the river at the gate. Wu's idea was not at all, and the diameter gushed out of Wu's mouth.

Compared with the trauma suffered by the body, Wu's sea of consciousness is more like women and children after being raped. Except for the happy platform, all the rest of the places are occupied by this domineering momentum.

"No, I can bear it. Isn't it how wide the heart is and how wide the road is? My heart is as wide as the sea, and my heart is as deep as the abyss... What is this pressure? I can carry it!"

There was no regression or hesitation. At the moment when his mind flashed back, Wu's other foot had stepped heavily on the twenty-ninth golden lotus, and his fist, which belonged to the twenty-ninth golden lotus, suddenly broke out and pressed against Wu Ai fiercely. For a moment, the blood under Wu's skin turned black, and the original one was hidden and The blue veins under the skin are like bamboo shoots in early spring, bursting out one by one, as if Wu's body is going to explode under this pressure.

Persist, persevere, persevere, bear, bear, bear again!

If Wu's body hadn't had already exceeded the limit of the innate system, if Wu's consciousness had not been harder than ordinary people after his childhood training, not to mention to bear it, let alone feel it. As early as when Wu Fu stepped on the twenty-ninth golden lotus, he had been bounced away by the pressure of the golden lotus.

As a treasure made by the Great Zen Temple modeled on the ladder from the flood to the treasure, the main purpose is to investigate the cultivation of the sect.

Step through the love barrier, give the doorman the qualification to practice, and pass on the triple skills of skin practice, practice instruments, and marrow.

Step through the desire barrier and give it to the doorman, Peiyuan, solid foundation, and innate three realm skills.

Step over the reincarnation barrier and give the martial arts skill.

Since then, at the rebirth gate, according to the golden lotus, the corresponding skills are given respectively. The first grade corresponds to the martial saint, the second grade corresponds to the strong from the peak of the martial saint to the beginning to change his fate, the third grade corresponds to the words of martial arts essence, the flower of the four grades, the flower of the five grades of the gods, the sixth grade three flowers gather together, the sixth grade wins the top, the seventh grade creation, the eighth grade broken vacuum, Nine grades are holy.

That is to say, stepping on the twenty-ninth golden lotus, the minimum martial arts cultivation needs to be the peak of the martial arts saint, and even the strong man who has knocked on the door of immortals can do it. Of course, the fists on the ninth-grade ladder are dead. In many cases, they cannot correspond to this differentiation, but at least a measure The role of

Now Wu Kui has set foot on the twenty-ninth golden lotus, which means that Wu Kui has at least reached the realm of martial arts boxing, and even the peak of Wu Sheng. As for the specific link, it is difficult to calculate, but what he needs to know is that Wu Kui's current accumulation is indeed strong and abnormal.

I can't bear it. Since I can't stand up, can't I sit down? While fully resisting the overseas fist invasion, Wu Wei's already stiff body squatted down little by little, and finally sat cross-sided with the twenty-ninth golden lotus.

The greater the pressure, the greater the power. Now that he has understood the role of the nine-grade celestial body, even if he loses a little vitality, Wu Wei doesn't care. After adjusting his figure, Wu Wei immediately goes all out. For Wu Wei, who is short of time, Wu Wei knows very well that today's progress will correspond to the future time.

As for whether such enlightenment will be detected by the Great Zen Temple, Wu Fu is not worried about this. The Great Zen Temple can take out such a hand to welcome Wu Fu. Under this generousness, he will definitely not do this small thing again. Besides, the understanding belongs to a person. If an apple is placed there, ten people can see that it is a conclusion, more Not to mention the meaning of martial arts boxing, at most it is to determine the general positioning of Wu Ao's current realm, but the specifics are also unknown.

One minute and one second passes, first an hour, then six hours, then a day, and then half a month...