He wanted to feel that it was not the composition or shape of the flame, but the burning of the flame, spreading towards the surroundings, light and heat.

If burning is the will of the divine, then light and heat are the body.

Can integration really be refined into a true form diagram of the sun?

......

In the next half month, except for Yuan Duxiu going out to buy some essential food and medicinal materials, the two of them did not leave their homes.

In the past half month, An Qisheng did not teach Yuan Duxiu any boxing skills or martial arts, but only told his understanding of martial arts, boxing skills, and practice.

At first, Yuan Duxiu didn't feel anything, but gradually, he felt the change.

The first change is that he has truly seen the shortcomings of the twelve dragon fists. The second change is that he has grasped the mystery of boxing.

Boxing is no longer a method of understanding the true form, but is truly independent, and he feels the mystery of boxing.

On the contrary, it was a true form of the Great Sun, with no progress, light and heat everywhere, but for him, it was a more illusory thing.

But An Qisheng didn't say anything else, just let it go.

To practice, one must start with a person.

The master led the door to practice. He has been a teacher for many years, so of course he would not not understand this principle.

Compared with Yuan Duxiu, An Qisheng's progress has been much greater.

His realm is extremely high and his spirit is extremely strong. He has no one to master the body. His progress is much greater than that of Yuan Duxiu.

Yuan Duxiu didn't understand it at first, until the 30th day after An Qisheng arrived in this world, Yuan Duxiu, who was knocked to the ground, suddenly understood it.

I understand what is talented and talented.

Plop ~

After being knocked over to the ground again, Yuan Duxiu simply lay on the ground, looking at the glorious sun, he was a little suspicious of his life.

He was a person who once condensed the spiritual image. Even if he was abolished martial arts, his muscles and bones were still preserved. Even if he did not refine his true form, he still had the power of a few tigers and two tigers!

Can......

"You have refined your true form?"

Looking at An Qisheng lying on the free-standing chair reading, Yuan Duxiu felt incredible.

If he remembered correctly, he was as talented as a blue daffodil, and he had reached this point only at the age of three, right?

But his face is withered, his muscles and bones are soft, and he looks like a little old man, but he has only been born for thirty days!

Thirty days, thirty days...

Did the kings in the legend have such a mighty attitude when they were young?

"not yet."
Chapter completed!