"Master, do you think there are secrets in this world that can quickly improve Dou Qi?"

"Ha!" After a pause in his hand, Wen Silin smiled and turned his head, posing as a mature and persistent look, "Senior brother, practicing fighting spirit is not a coincidence. You must be down-to-earth and diligent...haha..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Silin laughed out loud. It was obvious that these words must be what Haita often taught him, and now he takes the opportunity to fight back and feels very happy.

Wu Ding also had a faint smile on his lips, but this was naturally not a ridicule. He knew very well that his eldest disciple's personality was, and he could not do things that were eager to accomplish... He looked up and said, "The cultivation of Dou Qi is indeed impossible, but there is no fixed number of things in the world. Some treasures of heaven and earth, monster crystals, and other things of fortune can greatly improve Dou Qi in a short period of time. As for the secrets of the mind,...well, some can achieve such an effect."

"What?" Wenslin was shocked when he heard this. He was still calm in his genius and treasures, and he didn't care about his background. In fact, he was able to reach the threshold of empty level at such an age, and it was precisely because of such help.

But after all, it is an external object and can only be used for a while. The secrets of mental methods that can quickly improve Dou Qi are different. If you give an example, the genius treasure can make people ahead at the starting line. And with such a secret to the sky, it will make people ahead all the way...

Thinking of this, Winsling was immediately excited and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, do you really have such a secret, secret?"

"There are indeed some, but you will never make this idea!" Wu Ding's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, "Everything in the world is between gains and losses. Even if some evil secret techniques can increase the speed of Dou Qi cultivation in the short term, the price they have to pay is also huge - at the least, the cultivation level is completely abandoned, and at the worst, the death is death! Please note it all!"

This is the knock. Haita and Winsling looked shaky when they heard this, and they bowed together.

Seeing this, Wu Ding nodded, and then remembered Haita's previous question. This steady mountain-steady disciple couldn't help but ask questions. He couldn't help but be curious: "Why, have you encountered this kind of evil secret technique?"

"Uh, I'm not sure if that's an evil secret technique... By the way, this matter has something to do with the turmoil of the temple this time and Tang En."

"Oh? Say it."

Haita explained in detail: "A few days ago, I went to the temple to teach and happened to meet the palace priest. During a chat, he said that the reason why the temple was so embarrassed in the north this time was mainly because Tang En took out a secret manual for the psychological method that could quickly increase the speed of Dou Qi cultivation, and used the heads of the clergy as a reward for secret techniques, secretly manipulated countless Dou Qi warriors in the north, so that they could attack the temple one after another..."

"Fuck! This man is too cruel, this move is too amazing!" Opening his mouth, Wen Silin was stunned to think of those warriors for secret techniques, rushing like locusts passing through the border. He couldn't help but shudder and swear. Under such a terrifying human tactic, let alone the Temple of Light, even the Empire could not stop it...

Wu Ding also frowned. This was not because his disciples were vulgar, but because he thought that after this secret technique spread, once these countless warriors were all backfired. The consequences were simply unimaginable... This was the subconscious classification of this secret technique into the category of evil techniques.

As if he knew what the teacher was thinking, Haita continued: "The temple seems to be unable to solve this problem, so after meeting me, the court priest gave me a copy of the secret art information they investigated through Sir Caralence..."

"Uh, my father?" Winsling couldn't help but look shocked as Heita said to Old Sir Carlarence.

"I want to help but can't help... Humph, I have a good idea." Wu Ding snorted slightly, as if he was disdainful.

The Temple of Light has a very profound attainment in fighting spirit and magic. However, if you want to study it carefully, you should study the scope of magic more deeply. After all, healing magic is the foundation of their religion. Now seeing that I have not made any progress in the secret technique, I can't come up with evidence to prove that this secret technique is harmful to people, so I naturally think of asking for help.

The best person to ask for advice is undoubtedly Bran's strongest man, the sword god Wuding. However, due to the many conflicts between the two sides, the temple also knew that if he came to ask for advice rashly, he would not be able to get help, and he would be more likely to be humiliated. So he invited an intermediary, that is, Wensling's father, to spread it on his behalf. In this way, the Sword God Sect naturally couldn't refuse directly... Such a curved intestine undoubtedly showed that the temple was really troubled by this secret technique and took great pains to do so.

"Master..." Wan Wan opened his mouth. Although Winslin was proud, he was definitely not stupid. He knew that his father was a gunman and caused trouble for the master. But this was also a helpless thing. His family is not small and there are many places to deal with the temple. Even if he knew the inside story, Old Sir Caralence couldn't refuse...

"It's okay." Wave your hand casually, Wu Ding put down the knife in his hand and wiped the rag. "I've also become a little curious, and I want to see this secret technique that can't even be solved by the temple. Well, Haita, continue talking."

Nodded, "Yes. Actually, this secret technique has been in the hands of my disciple for several days, and I thought I wouldn't disturb my master. But, huh, my disciple has little knowledge and I really can't tell whether this is an evil technique."

"Huh?" Wu Ding raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this. Although the great disciple of Haita was not very talented, he had been with him for the longest time and had an impeccable experience. But now even he was a little confused, which made Wu Dingzhen a little curious.

At this time, Haita took out a few pages of thin paper from his arms and handed it forward: "This is part of the secret technique that the temple searched for from the caught warriors, it seems...it seems to be related to the body."

"Inside the body?" Wu Ding was stunned when he heard this, then thought of something, his face couldn't help but silence. He took the pages of paper, lowered his head and squinted his eyes and looked carefully.

Wen Silin, who was beside him, was also curious, moved a few steps, raised his eyes and glanced at the pages of paper in the master's palm - without any words, what caught his eyes was the messy lines, like ghost drawings, and there was no pattern at all. He was stunned and blinked. How could this be considered a secret book?

Unlike the inexplicable Winsling, Wu Ding frowned slightly and looked very serious until he finished looking through a few pages of paper, slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers to figure something in the air... If he turned that finger into a pen, dyed it with black ink and landed on the paper, it would be a simple and abstract human body portrait...

The cool breeze moved slightly, and the bamboo leaves rustled. After a while, Wu Ding slowly opened his eyes and raised his head to sigh: "A genius..."

Sighing faintly, the bamboo forest and pond were silent. Haita and Wen Silin suddenly froze when they heard this. They stood there in a daze, without any sense of consciousness.

People are born with talent, which seems unfair, but this is given to God, and mortals cannot do anything. But from the genius of the sword god, what is this talent?

Haita didn't know. He only knew that among the three disciples of the Sword God, Wen Silin had the highest talent. But when the teacher met Wen Silin that day, he just said, "I have good talent, but I can join me."

He is talented and a genius... Anyone can see the difference between the two like a natural barrier. In an instant, Winslin felt extremely uncomfortable. Of course, he dared not refute Woodin's judgment, but pointed to the pages of paper and said unconvincedly: "Is this messy line-breaking painting so powerful?"

Wu Ding naturally knew the character of this youngest disciple. If it were normal, he would only smile slightly, and then beat and practice when he encountered an opportunity. But now he didn't do that. He raised a few pages of paper and said lightly: "Your master, I have achieved such achievements now, mainly relying on this messy line drawing."

"Uh..." Wen Silin was stunned when he heard this, and then he didn't bother to think about the shocking information in these words, and bowed his head in panic, "Master, I, I'm not...I..."

After waved his hand, Woodin did not mean to continue hitting Winsling, which made Haita, who was about to step forward, breathe a sigh of relief. Then he couldn't help but remember what he said just now. Teacher... Is it because of this secret technique that can become a sword god?

I have to say that the information revealed in these words is really horrifying. Just because of this seemingly inconspicuous secret technique, it actually created Bran's strongest man... If this news came out accidentally, the entire Xize Continent would probably fall into a bloody storm because of this secret technique...

At this time, Wu Ding spoke with a look of melancholy: "I didn't want you to come into contact with these so early, but now I have met them, so let's talk about it... Decades ago, I had an old friend who was introverted and liked to live in remote and deserted mountains, so he didn't have a reputation... He once said that there is a world in the human body!"

"First to strengthen the body, then lead the Dou Qi into the body, and finally control the Dou Qi in the world... This is a common path for warriors to enter the Dou Qi path for thousands of years, and there is no way to do so. But my old friend believes that there is a heaven and earth in the human body, so practicing outside but not the inside is actually a wrong path, and his life will be limited."

"How to practice the inner world?" Wenslin asked subconsciously.

"Do you still remember the feeling of entering the Earth level?" Woodin looked at Haita and Wenslin in front of him and asked and answered, "The Dou Qi stored in the human body is limited. When the peak of a high-level warrior, the Dou Qi will be extremely full. If you get the opportunity at this time and break the barriers between the inside and outside, you will be able to see a new world, feel the free Dou Qi in the world, and control it as much as possible... This is the practice of external methods. And the so-called cultivation of the inner world means moving the opposite way and practicing the cultivation method between the heaven and earth in the body. There is no need to worry about controlling and mobilizing the Dou Qi around you, but let it be attracted by itself and gradually expand the heaven and earth in the body."

"Disciple unknown..." Haita frowned, "Isn't this so-called cultivation method of inducing qi into the body before the Earth level? The teacher said just now that the fighting energy that can be stored in the human body is limited..."

"Different, very different." Wu Ding shook his head, "The practice of the present world, the qi that was drawn into the body before the Earth level was only temporarily left in the body, without moving or increasing. Even because it could not break the internal and external barriers, it would gradually fade as the body ages... This is clearly a pool of stagnant water, and how can it be a lively and fragrant world?"

Raise your hands and divide your five fingers, "The real world has the rotation of the sun and the moon, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, birds and flowers... Everything is moving, it is alive!"

"The world in my body should be like this. So my old friend moved the fighting spirit in his body and wanted to create a world in his body... Countless attempts, but later, by accident, he found that there was a world in his body, but we couldn't see or touch it."

Speaking of this, Wu Ding raised his arm and casually drew a range on his chest, "It's just such a small piece of land, and it's just flesh and blood if it is cut open and broken. But who knows that there are countless subtle passages hidden in this flesh and blood, just like the endless cycle paths in the city of Bran?"

"Countless subtle channels..." Wen Silin subconsciously looked down at his chest with a dazed look, "Yes, is there?"

"Some!" Wu Ding said firmly, "Although I can't see it, my old friend did carry the Dou Qi into these passages. After a little attempt to drive it, these Dou Qi actually cycled in the passages by itself, and after each rotation, the Dou Qi will increase by one point, and it will continue to live... It is alive! It is really alive!"

Speaking of this, although the past was re-reported, Wu Ding's face was still flushed. He held his palm tightly and looked very excited.

Wu Ding's excitement was to live for the world in his body, and for his old friends to finally succeed! However, the point that Wenslin heard was that after the cycle was repeated, the fighting spirit would increase on its own... What does this mean? This means that as long as he mastered this method of cultivation, his strength would increase every moment. In this way, who else in the world can match it?

With a thrill, he blurted out: "Well, why have you never taught us these before?" He asked his tone. Perhaps Winsling didn't have any other thoughts, but this sentence was just a heart-breaking statement!

"Rareless!" The sea tower on the side was in infinite shock. When he heard this, he immediately roared angrily and stared at Wen Silin fiercely. "You can't question the master's actions. Why don't you apologize to the master quickly..." Although he was angry that he was disrespectful, he felt a vague idea of ​​protecting him after careful experience.

Wen Silin did not realize his senior brother's kindness for a moment, but he also knew that he was too slutty. He instantly crawled up to his temples on both sides in a cold sweat, his face full of panic and fear, and he bent his knees and was about to kneel down to apologize.

However, before he could kneel down, Wu Ding waved his sleeves and a powerful force lifted him up again. His expression was calm, but he didn't feel angry. He continued to say lightly: "The reason I didn't teach you is because my old friend suddenly vomited blood and died three months after he discovered this passage of heaven and earth. Before his death, he burned all the research results, saying that the road was blocked... and then he died in front of me."

"Ah——" exclaimed. When Winslin heard this, he seemed to be poured by a basin of cold water from his head. He was extremely disappointed. Haita was also shocked, "Is there something wrong with this passage inside the body?"

Although Wu Ding did not explain in detail, if he could become his old friend, his strength and cultivation were undoubtedly extremely terrifying. But even such a peerless strong man would suddenly die, and this passage would naturally become a dangerous existence for a living person to not touch...

Wu Ding nodded and sighed: "There is indeed a problem, but not all channels have problems, so I don't know. I only know that there are many channels, many..."

"Can't you try it one by one?" Winsling was still a little unwilling.

He raised a finger and said, "Do you know that there are countless passages that are so complicated that it is dazzlingly complex in this finger? Among them, some passages can enter, and some passages are dead ends, but fortunately there is no danger. Some passages will die as long as you enter... And even if it is a passage that can be entered for a while, how can you ensure that there will be no fatal danger hidden? Like my old friend, he suddenly vomited blood and died three months later?"

"Try one by one...how to try it? Use the lives of thousands of warriors to fill it up? Is it enough?" Wu Ding shook his head and sighed, "This road is not open, this road is not open..."

If Tang En was here, he would definitely agree with Wu Ding's point of view. The complete circulating fighting spirit channel in his hands is because of the help of the old housekeeper and the system. So even if there are thousands of possibilities, he can still figure out the correct path. But what about other people without the help of the system? Is it really gambled with millions of warriors? Not to mention whether this can be successful, how to transfer so many warriors who are willing to die is an extremely unrealistic question...

After sighing for a while, Wu Ding's expression gradually calmed down. He looked at the two disciples in front of him and said, "I really didn't teach you something... Although my old friend thought this road was not accessible, he also found several channel nodes in the research. He thought it was safe, so he handed over his location to me."

"You also know that I can have my current cultivation level, relying on the skills and means of constantly compressing and condensing the fighting spirit. But in addition, what you don't know is that even the fighting spirit that has been compressed and condensed, it far exceeds the limit that my body can bear... I put those condensed fighting spirits into the nodes. It's very wonderful. It's just a little inconspicuous and subtle, but it can accommodate a large amount of fighting spirit..."

After a moment of pause, "The reason why I didn't teach you this is because your fighting spirit in your body is far from reaching saturation, so there is no need to use such means."

"I'm sorry, Master, I..." Wen Silin was extremely ashamed when he heard this, lowered his head, wishing he could directly shrink his head into his chest.

Wu Ding shook his head slightly: "It's okay. I know you are arrogant and want to reach the peak of martial arts. But you have to remember that shortcuts are often dead ends. Don't be too eager to achieve success and learn from your senior brother more."

"Yes, Master." Wenslin nodded repeatedly, not saying that he didn't care, but his attitude is still good now.

After taking the opportunity to knock, Wu Ding looked at the pages of paper in his hand, with an extremely complicated expression: "If it weren't for the location of the secret art channel above, I really thought that my old friend's things had not been burned... I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would have stepped into this dangerous field again... Tang En? Well, no matter what, the genius should be worth seeing."

After the words came, "Huh?" Haita and Wen Silin's bodies were shocked, and they looked up in shock with a look of shock.

Master...Sword God...Want to go down the mountain?
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