Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight condensing the avatar, the leader, the misty rain, the red dust(2/2)
Before, he also wanted to teach the complete Tiandao Kung Fu to several students, but unfortunately, they couldn't practice it, so he had no choice but to modify it, leaving more or less flaws.
I thought only other people were like this, but now it seems that even his clone is like this.
"I'm afraid it has something to do with the Tiandao Library!"
Something moved in my heart.
The Library of Tiandao accompanies his rebirth and appears in the body of the original body. Perhaps with the existence of this thing, he can practice. And even if the clone has his soul, it is impossible to practice Tiandao Kungfu unscrupulously without the existence of the library.
The way of heaven cannot be glimpsed, and the great road must be perfect. There is a library of heaven, which covers the secrets of heaven and will not be discovered. You can practice whatever you want. Without this thing, you can't do it.
"If it doesn't work, then modify it!"
If you can't practice Tiandao Kung Fu, then leave some flaws. Anyway, Zhao Ya and others practiced this way, and they are already familiar with it.
Coo coo coo!
After practicing according to the flawed exercises, the true energy circulates smoothly, the aura of the whole person gradually increases, and the cultivation level continues to improve.
It is indeed a condensed physical body of a divine object, and the speed of cultivation by Zhao Ya and others is nothing compared to it.
In just three days, he has cultivated from the first level of martial artist's breathing gathering state to the peak of the third level of mortal transformation yin and yang state!
The strength is exactly the same as his own.
Although it was due to the sufficient amount of spirit stones, this speed was indeed shocking and could scare countless people to death.
"When you reach the level of cultivation, you don't need to practice martial arts, you can just share your soul!"
Kung Fu requires practice, but martial arts does not. It only requires sharing of souls. In other words, this clone, even if it does not need to practice martial arts, Tiandao swordsmanship, boxing skills, body skills... will be exactly the same as the original body.
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"Let's see how strong it is...come on, punch me!"
With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan looked at the clone.
There was no force-measuring stone pillar in the room, so there was no way to determine his cultivation level. However, he was very clear about how powerful he was. A punch between the two would easily confirm his strength.
call!
The clone rushed towards him with a punch. Zhang Xuan smiled softly and punched him as well.
Two fists exchanged.
Bang!
Before he could react, Zhang Xuan felt a pain in his arm, as if he had been hit by a huge mountain. His head smashed through several walls and flew out, with one end stuck on the rocky ground in the courtyard.
"My Cao...what's going on..."
Zhang Xuan cried.
Chapter completed!