At that time, it was impossible to replace so many parts of the human body before retaining reason and life.
Jin Guo’s skillful craftsman can’t understand the legend of princes, princes, martial arts, and saints, so this strange thing is left behind
Tianbing Iron-smelting Platform was ordered to take the skull of Jinwu, and the descendants of the Jin Dynasty and the royal family worshipped the remaining skeleton. In terms of performance, it is still far beyond the Tianbing Iron-smelting Platform to artificially create a celestial instrument.
They passed on the remaining skeleton, which is still called "iron-backed dragon", from generation to generation to the most outstanding talents of the Jin royal family.
It was not until Wan Yanliang died that an iron-backed dragon was destroyed.
Recently, there are some examples of Huashan’s sword fighting, including Ouyang Feng’s five masters.
Wang Zhongyang is the first of those five people.
In his early years, Wang Zhongyang’s own implantation of celestial machinery was very small. Because of his limited conditions, he had many limitations in choosing replacement parts and the size of celestial machinery.
In the end, he just replaced a bone in his knee.
However, when Huashan was discussing the sword, someone shot him in the throat with a bolt, but he locked the arrow with his throat bone. Someone hit him with a judge’s pen and found that his acupuncture points were softer than cotton and stronger than steel.
The famous Seven Swords in the Western Regions joined hands to challenge him. After he seized the sword, he bit off the tip of the sword like chewing sugar cane, and chewed the fallen iron, cold iron and wrought iron from the casting of the Seven Swords into pieces, and the tip of his tongue was wrapped like a ball and spit it out.
Even if the blade of the hair-blowing broken sword turns into crumbs, you can scratch the hardest jade by taking a grain at will, but Wang Zhongyang’s soft tongue has no trace of blood.
All kinds of amazing deeds can never be done by flesh and blood.
Some people make a guess that at least 17 parts of Wang Zhongyang’s body have been replaced by celestial machinery, but the skill is so high that others can’t see the difference between machinery and flesh.
You Zhenqi was later personally confirmed by Wang Zhongyang that he still has a celestial machine, but he has been able to temporarily transform his flesh and blood into a state similar to that of a celestial machine.
This method is called "martial arts" by Wang Zhongyang, a magical power unique to the realm of the true seven masters.
He said, "Since the birth of Heavenly Machinery, everything in martial arts has been renewed. It can be said that the trend of history is the trend of the times, but it is limited by chance or talent. It is not until being original in recent years that this realm has been achieved that it is called the first step of Heavenly Machinery Martial Arts."
"According to the teacher’s knowledge, there are only seven people who can do this in the world today, but in ten years, there may be 17 such people, and in a hundred years, there may be 1,700 such people."
"How can a thousand people in a small river’s lake coexist in one realm and be called a master again?"
"If we look at the present in a thousand years, we will find that we have just stepped on the foot of the mountain."
"It is the real name to say that you are in the room."
This road is to be able to contact the celestial body outside the body and mechanize it into a dynamic force that can run at will until the whole body can change its posture according to the mind.
But it is also a distant hope. Ma Yu thinks it is impossible to have such an ever-changing master in two or three hundred years.
"oh? ！”
Yang Zaixing heard Ma Yu briefly as if there was a flash of light in his brain.
The murderous transformation technology in his hometown is far from being comparable to the supernatural martial arts such as innate Gankungong in other sects.
Only the murderous transformation of Shenxiao Road has ever been hard to shake the old lady against the wind.
In recent years, Zhenjiao has been trying to solve the mystery and find out what the magical skill is far superior to others’ murderous transformation, but it is hard to think of it.
Some gangs tried to find out the secrets of God’s secret by means of one-sided means, and after years of hard work, they finally got a meaning.
"refining, refining, gasifying and rotting gold"
Yang Zaixing suddenly realized after listening to Ma Yu’s advanced description of Master Yu today.
I’m afraid the first four words of that sentence are not "refining qi" as Taoist said, but "refining qi"
If we can understand the master road of this world, we may be able to grasp the core mystery of Shenxiao Road.
Although the combat power is poor, I am afraid that some people in this world are by no means weaker than Lin Lingsu in terms of mood creation and so on.
Yang Zaixing meditated.
Ma Yu mouth slightly sighed a "marshal yue leave Wu Mu legacy is also hope that later generations can produce a gentleman, but now Lin ‘an court even got this Wu Mu legacy will … alas, no"
He handed them to Yang Zaixing. "Brother Yang, if it weren’t for you, I’m afraid they would fall into the hands of those thieves. It’s up to you to keep them."
"Besides, you are the youngest. Maybe you can meet a Da Songjun in your lifetime and then do something big."
Ma Yu thought to himself that Mrs. Xu Jin Guo and this Wu Mu legacy are all true teachings, and several of their other disciples will return to the south as soon as possible, so don’t implicate the young brother.
At that time, even if the army surrounded the mountain, even if the "Jin Yan Condor" went to Chongyang Palace, it was just a fight.
Monks should pursue the continuation of Taoism, but they can’t bear the moral responsibility. Ma Yu made this decision with a heavy heart and felt that these things were more important than Mount Tai.
But see Yang Zaixing hand casually pick up the past.
"Jun?"
He tapped on the cover, "Do you want me to spend my youth because Dasong here has gone to Lin ‘an and those people named Ye Zhao?"
Ma Yu wondered, "What do you mean?"
Sixteen-year-old Yang Zaixing said flatly but seriously, "I’ve wanted to say this for a long time since the first day I came here."
"Those surnamed Zhao can’t do it ourselves."
Me, me, too. I’m definitely better than them.
Chapter 464 Edge gv 10 boundary lingyun ambition self-study pity.
Yangjiazhuang in Shandong Province
Most people in this village are surnamed Yang, only six are surnamed Guo and two are surnamed Li.
A few years ago, an old master named Pang moved in, but his children were alone, but he had to be respected. After meeting with him, several elders in the village invited him to live here and sent his family men to him to learn something from him.
In this way, a wide practice field has been created in the forest west of their village.
But now in the autumn harvest season, those strong laborers have to help to go back and sort out the harvest, and the training ground seems a little deserted.
Pang negative yue practiced spearing and archery, holding a few pieces of writing paper beside the scarecrow and thoughtfully remained silent.
A strong young man with a bronze complexion next to him said, "Master, you said that Wang Tiezhang was not a good bird. I’m afraid it’s not good to send a letter to invite you back."
The young man’s name is Yang Anguo, and someone calls Yang Aner.
These martial arts artists in Yangjiazhuang who learn from Pang Fuyue are really talented and well-informed