Chapter 20 Cultivation

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Thinking of impacting the iron and steelmaking situation, Zhang Yan was refreshed and gritted his teeth!

"There is nothing more important than iron in the world" wrote at the beginning of the second layer of iron-making steel body. The so-called iron steel body, to put it simply, is to quench muscle skin, like steel, stronger than fine steel! The gas machine rolled and surged, reaching its peak state!

The airflow trajectory of the steel body is completely different from that of the fine gold and jade bones. The fine gold jade bones walk around the limbs and bones and impact the bones and veins. On this basis, the iron steel body requires true elements in the body, such as fog adsorption of muscle, such as iron rolling the skin! The true element of itself must reach a certain level of richness. And there is no need to worry too much about how large the essence of the snake in Zhang Yan's body is equivalent to the perfection of the golden elixir.

The right hand knots the King Kong fist seal, and the left hand is as empty as a bow, still sitting with King Kong. Zhang Yan began to hit the second layer of Prajna Glass, the state of iron and steelmaking!

"He, he, he is going to hit the steelmaking state!" Lianbao stammered, and his little face couldn't help being shocked.

"What, what's wrong?" The demon still stroked his chin with his hand, and his expression was full of appreciation.

Lianbao stroked his head and rushed to the sky and said angrily, "Buddha practiced the Prajna Glass Sutra in those years. It took three years to refine the gold and jade bone realm, and began to practice iron and steelmaking in the fourth year. If Zhang Yan only advances to the second floor in one day, I'm afraid..."

"Well, that old man is stupid and not as good as Zhang Yan. What's so nervous?" The devil snorted coldly, as if he thought that his sworni could not even compare with Zhang Yan. He laughed, and the smile on his handsome face suddenly filled with charm, which was extremely charming...

Under the perseverance of Zhang Yan, the rolling airflow began to ooze out the skin little by little according to his own mind and adsorbed on the skin like fog. With the passage of time, the golden fog on the surface of Zhang Yan body gathered more and more, and there was a silkworm that kept spitting silk, constantly spitting out silk and gold thread.

From afar, the golden light rolled over the surface of Zhang rock, forming a golden silk cocoon. At this time, the skin muscles on the surface of Zhang rock body seemed to be squeezed dry by a huge force, and the silky black impurities were constantly excreted out of the body. The golden airflow that kept emerging outside the body was like a headless fly, drilling desperately into the skin and tossed in the root shreds of meat in the muscles.

Different from the pain of broken bones, the quenching of skin muscles in the steel body is like a person holding a big knife and scraping all over the body with a sharp blade. This kind of pain is the most deadly, just like cutting meat with a blunt knife.

Zhang Yan desperately diverted his attention from endless pain and carefully observed the texture of the body surface. The muscles that were originally thought to be strong and resilient have become vulnerable native chickens and dogs in the golden airflow, fragmented and loose. And the golden light takes advantage of this gap, like earthworms entering the soil and winding in every subtle corner of the texture. Like small drills, twist and rotate, repelling the black impurities of the texture debris and overflowing the body.

It took more than half a day. Zhang Yan sat in the silk cocoon melted by the golden light outside his body, quietly.

Suddenly, Lianbao's dark crescent eye suddenly emitted a golden light, passing through the golden silk cocoon outside Zhang Yan's body and flashed away on the surface of Zhang Yan's body.

With a frown, Lianbao seemed to observe something. His face tightened and shouted to the demon, "He only cares about exercising his skin texture. The air machine in his body has been scattered. If he doesn't save him, he will die!"

The magic's face was shocked, and then appreciative look poured out, "It's beyond my expectation to hold on until now. It's good!"

As he said, he moved to Zhang Yan's side and stretched out his pale and long hand to gently hit Zhang Yan's shoulder. The golden light on Zhang Yan's body seemed to be spiritual. As soon as he met the devil's hand, he dodged one after another.

"This is caused by lack of cultivation experience, but I don't know if he can persist for a longer time if he is familiar with cultivation..." After muttering to himself, the magic yuan rushed into Zhang Yan's body with strength in his hand.

Zhang Yan had already noticed that the demon stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder. Then he poured in vigorously on his shoulders, like a roaring airflow rushing into the sea.

Zhang Yan trembled all over, his eyes were black, and he fainted.

From the territory of the fire, there is no day or night, and the whole day is soft red, bright and warm around, and the fire-like flowing clouds still flow slowly on the wall.

Zhang Yan woke up. According to Lianbao, seven days have passed, and this is the dark time outside.

After asking about Lianbao about his fainting, Zhang Yan looked much more relaxed and was very grateful for the demon to save himself.

Lianbao couldn't help asking, "Hey, why are you practicing so desperately? It's too late. Don't you understand?"

"I don't want to, but I can't stop. If I don't continue to practice, I can't control the airflow collision in my body at all. Zhang Yan smiled bitterly.

"Well, in fact, I shouldn't let you eat that Neidan. It's too powerful for you." Lianbao lowered his head, and his little face was pitiful and full of regret.

Waited for a long time, but I didn't see Zhang Yan express his forgiveness and comfort. Lian Bao was stunned and looked up. Zhang Yan was sitting by the meat pile and chewing...

This foodie! Lianbao couldn't help wronging himself: I'm just the first time to teach people to practice. I didn't know that such a thing would happen. However, even if this happened, neither of us can save you. Fortunately, you didn't blame me, otherwise I would have to beat you up.

Lianbao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhang Yan. He stuffed pieces of snake meat into his mouth like a starving ghost, curled his little mouth, and thought that when he cultivated his iron and steel body, he could open the valley and absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Humph, how can it be so playful to eat and drink in front of me, although I'm just a tool...

After being hungry again for seven days, Zhang Yan devoured his mouth and ate it. From time to time, he leaned on the meat pile beside him with his hand. From time to time, he drank a few mouthfuls of snake blood with a snake skin water bag. Even if it was full of blood, he was happy to eat. It was not until the meat pile was obviously low that he stopped.

The whole body is full of heat, and the spirit is indescribably full. Without delaying for a moment, Zhang Yan meditated again. Seven days ago, I ignored the cultivation of the air machine, and then caused the air machine to become scattered when I focused on the surface texture of the body. If it hadn't been for the magic in time, I'm afraid that I would have been killed by the scattered vast airflow. This time, you must be careful and be empty-hearted. You should not only focus on the part, but also take into account the overall situation.

stared intently. Since he fell into a coma seven days ago, Zhang Yan has observed his body for the first time. The limbs are as crystal as jade, and the meridians are flexible and wide, and their feet are ten times wider than before! A thick golden airflow gently swims through the meridians. The skin and muscles are golden, half golden, generally tender amber red, and the density of skin and muscles is many times higher than before.

I'm happy that this is the phenomenon of steelmaking! It's just that in the early stage, the skin and muscles have not been completely like steel and iron. But it doesn't matter. As long as you practice by yourself, it will be a matter of time before you become an iron body.

In this way, half a year has passed. The snake elixir in Zhang Yan's body was completely absorbed, and Zhang Yan also reached the great perfection of the iron and steel body! The bones and veins are like white jade, shining, and the whole body is poured like copper cast iron, which is stronger than fine steel. Zhenyuan in the body is gradually stored in Dantian, and it is no longer scattered all over the limbs and bones. Since being rescued by the demon, Zhang Yan has never made a similar mistake. While exercising the surface texture of the body, he pays more attention to the cultivation of the air machine.

Qi, Zhenyuan; machine, movement. The gas machine is the movement of Zhenyuan. With the increase of Zhenyuan and the continuous improvement of the operation trajectory, essence, qi and gods can achieve a tacit and connected fusion, that is to say, the unity of man and God!

At this time, Zhang Yan, the air machine also reached the peak of the unity of man and God, but after the snake internal elixir was absorbed clean some time ago, the speed of practice gradually slowed down, and there was no progress in several attacks on the mountain. Zhang Yan was not discouraged and still practiced unswervingly and silently. Failed, come again!

On this day, Zhang Yan, who failed to hit again, was a little uneasy and stood up and walked around.

In the past six months, Zhang Yan, who was already tall, grew tall again, almost the same height as a tall demon. Although his thin body did not become burly, Zhang Yan had no doubt about his strength. A gentle punch was enough to kill a 500-pound wild boar! The thick long hair hangs straight to the waist, and the beautiful wheat-colored face is full of determination and coldness. The originally clear eyes became as indifferent as water and unusually calm.

Although the Prajna Glass Sutra, what is practiced is to drive the gods, refine the mind, and then condense the Fahua gold body. However, the hatred in Zhang Yan's heart did not dissipate because of this. Every time he thinks of those powerful monks who threaten him, Zhang Yan's heart is endless hatred and determination to become stronger. Zhang Yan branded him deeply in his heart, and he couldn't forget it for a moment!

This is also Lianbao's mistake. Buddhism generally cooperates with the Buddhist scriptures and cultivates the Tao, which emphasizes the matching of the realm and cultivation in the heart. Unexpectedly, Xiaolianbao was ignorant and only taught the Prajna Glass Sutra, but the Buddhist scriptures used to cultivate the mind were not taught to Zhang Yan.

For Zhang Yan, only God knows whether it is good or bad.

Quietly observing the fire-like clouds on the four walls of the red flame, Zhang Yan suddenly pointed to a huge bell-shaped object slowly flowing in the center of the top of the jade and asked Lianbao, "What is this and what's the use?"

The bell-shaped object emits a red and pure flame, constantly pouring into the top, which looks mysterious.