Innate Expert
Looking at Yang Yi who had woken up, Wang Chongyang said calmly," Yi 'er, not bad. You have officially entered the sect. You can't rush this Internal Strength. For so many years, your master, me, has been trying to improve my Internal Strength because I was young and vigorous. Therefore, although my martial arts have reached the peak, I still can't break through the last step!”
"Master? What was the last step you were talking about!”Yang Yi asked. This time, he had a kind of addicted mentality and did not feel tired at all! Instead, he looked refreshed!
Most martial artists would reach the peak of the Houtian late stage. Many people were stuck at the peak stage. Almost no one could reach the Xiantian stage. Xiantian could release true qi, also known as Xiantian Gang Qi, which could ignore ordinary bullets.
Connate perfection was an important transition stage for mortals. Many people were unable to cross the threshold and break through to the Golden Elixir realm. For martial cultivators, it was the martial arts Golden Elixir. This was the end of the path of ancient martial art practitioners. Martial artists cultivated life and not nature, which meant that they cultivated essence energy and not spirit.
And now, Wang Chongyang was at the peak of the top expert, which was also a Houtian expert. The last step he mentioned was the Xiantian stage that everyone wanted to reach ~
"Yi 'er, there's no harm in telling you this. We also need you to understand the Xiantian arts that we cultivate!~
"Our cultivation techniques require the cultivation of innate Qi, so the cultivation speed is actually not very fast. Of course, you may be an exception. Your innate Qi is larger than ordinary people!
When cultivating, you might get some help from external forces. This was not a problem, but these external forces must be completely refined. Otherwise, you would not get what you want. Instead, it would drag you down to increase your strength!
In the martial world, people divided the martial arts masters into three categories: unranked masters, third-rate masters, second-rate masters, first-rate masters, super-first-rate masters, top-notch masters (acquired), and grandmasters (innate).
Your mother, Chaoying, and I can now be said to be the top experts of the martial arts world. This top expert can be said to have reached the peak of the Houtian stage. If we take another step forward, we will become Xiantian and become a grandmaster! I'm stuck at this step!" Wang Chongyang said ~
"What is it? Grandmasters. Then, godfather, didn't we cultivate the Innate Qi? Why didn't we reach the Innate Realm?”Yang Yi asked in confusion!
"We are indeed cultivating the Innate Qi, but we haven't reached the Innate Body yet. When I reach the Innate Body, the Postnatal True Qi in my body will completely transform into the Innate Qi, and it will continue to circulate endlessly!
"It's said that after breaking through to the Xiantian Realm, it's very easy for a person's lifespan to break through to more than a hundred years old ~" Wang Chongyang stroked his beard and said enviously!
"Ah! Only lived to a hundred years old? This was too unattractive! Why did he only live for a hundred years! I thought she was 200 years old!" Yang Yi said in disappointment.
He was absolutely confident that he could break through to the Xiantian stage. If he could live for 200 years, he would be able to reach the era of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre!~~
"Hmph, you little doll! Was a hundred years old not enough? In the entire Great Song, how many emperors could live to more than 60 years old?
"Even in the martial arts world, there are not many experts who can live to over 70 years old. Anyway, I'm already over 40 years old. At present, none of the experts who dominated the martial arts world 30 years ago have survived!~~
Nearly fifty years ago, Huang Shang created the Nine Yin Scripture by himself. In addition to internal strength, there were various moves in it. It was much better than the pure internal strength method of Xiantian cultivation. But now, he was also dead ~
This Xiantian expert could live for more than 100 years. This was only a rumor in the martial world. As for how long he could live, only they knew, but it was not a small number!”Wang Chongyang said!
After listening to Wang Chongyang's explanation, Yang Yi also knew that he was a little greedy. This Great Song was also in ancient times. He could not expect to get too long. Perhaps there would be a plague that would kill a large number of people!
Yang Yi was wondering if the vaccine he had been given in modern society was useful!~~
Yang Yi had once read an article. According to different sources, the average life expectancy of the Song Dynasty was between 32 and 40 years. The average life expectancy of the Song Dynasty emperors was less than 50 years, which was 49.76 years. Some scholars had calculated the life expectancy of the Song Dynasty people whose birth and death years were clearly recorded in the history books. A total of 1095 people were counted, with a total life expectancy of 70680 years. According to the average formula in health statistics, the average life expectancy of these Song Dynasty people who lived in the upper class of society was 64.55 years old. Someone had calculated the average life expectancy of hundreds of top scholars in the Song Dynasty (these top scholars were mostly born commoners, and they were not hardworking, so they did not have an advantage in life expectancy). The result was about 60 years old.
"Ah! "I see. Godfather, I will definitely break through to the Xiantian stage. I am even more powerful than Godfather. Mother always says so," Yang Yi said solemnly as if he was certain that he could do it!
After hearing Yang Yi's words, she said,"This Chaoying! She had really forgotten about her husband after having a son ~ Good, good, good. My Yi 'er is amazing. Let's rest first. We'll return to Chongyang Palace and eat before coming back to cultivate!
I have nothing to do recently, so I'll cultivate with you. You're still too young, so I'll use my True Qi to guide your cultivation first!”Wang Chongyang said!
"It's foster father!" Yang Yi said excitedly!
When they returned to Chongyang Palace, Lin Chaoying had already prepared a meal. Although Lin Chaoying was living in the ancient tomb alone, he would sometimes drink a cup of Jade Peak Cream as a meal.
This was also one of the reasons why Lin Chaoying still looked like he was in his early twenties despite being in his forties!
Now that they had been married for a year, she had brought up her own cooking skills. Speaking of cooking skills, the dishes he made could make Yang Yi, a modern person, explode from eating ~
Wang Chongyang, who had been cultivating for many years, was defeated by his appetite ~
On the dining table ~~
Yang Yi was almost standing on the table as he kept shoving food into his mouth. It wasn't his fault, even though he was only two years old and had small arms and legs. He could only stand on the chair and eat with chopsticks.
"Slow down, slow down. Yi 'er, this is all yours. No one will snatch it from you ~" Lin Chaoying said dotingly!
She liked this kind of anger very much. Although Yang Yi was not her biological son, she could feel Yang Yi's dependence on her!
When Yang Yi heard this, he swallowed a few mouthfuls and said," No, I want to eat quickly. Godfather eats faster than me!~~~ Also, I still have to work hard to cultivate!"
Although Wang Chongyang's table manners were much better, his eating speed was still several times faster than Yang Yi's. As for Lin Chaoying, her own health and beauty cultivation technique did not require much of these grains!~
"Hahaha! "Yi 'er is so hardworking in his martial arts. At first, I was worried that Yi' er would not be willing to practice martial arts. Now, I'm relieved. I'll teach you a few powerful martial arts later ~" Lin Chaoying said with the mentality of a modern parent. Modern parents all hoped that their children would study hard in school!
"Really? "That's great. Mother's martial arts are also very powerful ~~" Yang Yi said excitedly!
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