Heaven is numbered five, earth is numbered five, and the five are in harmony with each other. The number of heaven and earth is fifty-five, the number of earth is thirty, and the number of heaven and earth is fifty-five. This is why ghosts and gods move through changes.
The human body is formed from the numbers of heaven.
The calendar of heaven is in your hands, and if you hold on to it, you will be in poverty all over the world, and the fortune of heaven will last forever.
Xuanyuan Xingwei explained: "The Heavenly Demon's Fifty-Five Styles are unparalleled martial arts created by the Demon Clan's seniors who comprehended the numbers of heaven and earth. They are also the unique skills of the Heavenly Demon Sect's founding sect."
"Back then, the senior demon clan realized the secret knowledge in a deep mountain cave and carved it on a large piece of bluestone. Later, when the Heavenly Demon Sect was established, the bluestone was divided into countless stone slabs and paved in the main hall."
"It is said that the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect sat cross-legged in the main hall for three days and three nights without eating or drinking, and they studied it carefully. Those with wisdom and talent will have the shadow of that senior in their hearts, and they will personally teach this technique."
After hearing this, Ling Han exclaimed in admiration: "How could he be so capable, leave behind martial arts skills, and even teach them himself."
Xuanyuan Xingwei pointed at the words on the stone bricks and said: "Look, these are magic words. Almost no one in the world can understand them. Therefore, only the demon clan members and talented disciples can sense the teachings of their predecessors and learn from them." This skill."
"Okay, let me try!"
Xuanyuan Xingwei and Ling Han laid forty-six floor tiles on the ground. Ling Han sat cross-legged on them, with his five hearts facing upward, closing his eyes and comprehending attentively.
I don’t know how long it took, but I came to a chaotic area in a trance. Suddenly a figure walked slowly in the distance. It was a young man. His appearance changed with every step he took. As if across thousands of years, the man changed from black hair to a young man. With white hair, he changes from young to old.
When he walked in front of Ling Han, his steps were already staggering. In an old voice, he warned tremblingly: If you are not a demon, don't use it!
The number of Dayan is fifty, and there are nine out of forty, and one of them is the escape, and the seven postures form one layer. There are seven layers in total, and the demonic body is completed.
The number of Xiaoyan is five, water is one, fire is two, wood is three, metal is four, and earth is five. The five elements of yin and yang are infinitely changing, and the qi moves along with the sky, and the five elements of yin and yang form!
The fifty-five postures of the Heavenly Demon that you have learned can go up to the sky and into the earth, with infinite changes. You can spy on yin and yang, grasp the laws of changes in the sky and the earth, and know the root of the survival of all things!
This is the number of heaven and earth, there are fifty out of fifty, so it is the transformation of ghosts and gods.
"The first seven moves are hand training, and the first move is Gen - Tianmo Fist!"
The white-haired old man began to move slowly, demonstrating one move and seven moves over and over again. After a set of punches, it seemed natural.
This boxing is subtle and restrained, continuous, using softness to overcome hardness, alternating between rapidity and slowness, flowing like clouds and flowing water.
Ling Han followed the routine and started fighting. His strength was sometimes slow and sometimes sharp, hard and soft, yin and yang, unpredictable and powerful. It had the effect of lifting a thousand pounds in four ounces.
Before you know it, the routines and moves are already familiar to you.
Opening his eyes, he recalled the moves just now. After finishing a set of moves, he was sweating profusely and happily, and said: "What a Heavenly Demon Fist!"
At this time, Xuanyuan Xingwei pushed the door open and came in. Seeing Ling Han's face glowing red, he asked, "Have you understood all the first seven moves?"
Ling Han nodded with a smile and said: "There are still some foreign things left."
Xuanyuan Xingwei understood and said: "The martial arts of the demon clan have always been like this, especially the domineering demon body martial arts!"
"You also practice the fifty-five movements of the Demon?" Ling Han asked curiously.
Xuanyuan Xingwei smiled bitterly and said, "I want to practice too, but I can't bite off more than I can chew!"
"I come from the Xuanyuan tribe, and Yunbu comes from the Canglong tribe. Each tribe has its own inheritance, so we have been exposed to various spiritual and martial arts since we were young."
"Which tribe does the little witch belong to?"
The demon clan is divided into tribes just like the monster clan. No wonder when he first met the little witch, he kept asking Ling Han which tribe he belonged to.
"Her identity is rather special. She has no tribe like you, but she is revered as a demon saint. She was raised by Master."
"So she doesn't have a name, so she's called Little Witch?"
Xuanyuan Xingwei said with a smile but not a smile: "Isn't the little saint sounds ugly?"
"Ha ha!"
"What are you laughing at?" The little witch kicked the door open, glanced at Xuanyuan Xingwei coldly, and said, "Are you itchy?"
Xuanyuan Xingwei said hurriedly: "Well, I'm going to see if Yunbu is back..."
"Have you finished practicing?"
"Chirp!" Xiaobai greeted Ling Han.
Seeing Xiao Bai, Ling Han felt warm in his heart. He stroked her little head and said to the little witch: "The first seven moves are the first moves. I am already familiar with the Tianmo Fist routine."
"Then we are short of a mountain of profound gold?"
"How do you know?" Ling Han asked in surprise. The Mysterious Gold Mountain is an essential external material for practicing the Heavenly Demon Fist. It can be used to stimulate the power of the fist.
"Oh, there is no demonic book that I don't know!" the little witch said confidently.
"Okay, you are a demon saint, you know everything."
"It's good that you know. Please respect me from now on. Auntie will protect you!" The little witch stood on tiptoes and touched Ling Han's head like an adult.
Ling Han asked: "Aren't you tired of floating in the air all the time?"
"Envy it!"
"Also, one of the fifty-five moves of the Demon can also fly in the air." Ling Han felt that the little witch had practiced a martial art that allowed her to float in the air.
The little witch reminded again: "The fifty-five moves of the Heavenly Demon are the sect-suppressing martial arts of the Heavenly Demon Sect thousands of years ago. They have been lost for thousands of years. They are just right for you to practice, so you must find the remaining eight moves that are wandering outside."
"Don't worry, I will find it!" Ling Han solemnly promised, but he didn't know where the eight moves were among the fifty-five moves of the Demon, and how many moves he could practice.
"Jin Ling Sect has a piece of black gold. See if you can borrow it and use it."
"The organization won't help me?"
The little witch said helplessly: "There are few people and many things, let alone you have to figure out your own affairs."
"It's hard to be a saint!" Ling Han sighed.
Xuanyuan Xingwei left and came back, saying: "The ghost clan has two guardians at the Xianyang City branch, ten ghost generals, and countless ghost soldiers. What should we do?"
"Have you already investigated the enemy's situation?" Ling Han asked.
The little witch said: "What do you think? After practicing for five whole days, we took turns to explore for several days, and finally figured out the enemy's situation."
Ling Han pondered: "I didn't expect it to take so long. Could it be that my qualifications are too poor?"
The little witch struck mercilessly: "You are somewhat self-aware!"
Regarding such words, Ling Han pretended not to hear them and did not care about the saint.
I encouraged myself in my heart: "I am an invincible existence in Zejing, and I have killed several people in Zejing!"
Cangyun preached: "How should we act?"
The little witch thought: "We must take our time and kill a protector first!"
"Are you kidding! Is the protector a strong person in the earth realm?" Ling Han said in shock.
The little witch said firmly: "With Sister Ziye's spiritual talisman, as well as our three demon knights, plus your spiritual formation, the five of us working together may not be able to kill a ghost earth realm protector!"
"hiss!"
Ling Han, who was in the wood realm, did not dare to say anything.
"Ling Han, let me give you a warning first." The little witch said to Ling Han seriously: "The imperial capital martial arts exam will begin in two months. You must go there to participate, and you must obtain a pass from the Mainland Spirit Control Master Conference—— Spirit Control Order.”
Without the Spirit Control Order, you are not eligible to participate in the Continental Spirit Control Master Conference. Each country has a limited quota, so many young masters compete in the first round of knockout rounds in the five major cities, and finally compete in the Imperial Capital to allocate the Spirit Control Order!
"Before we go, we need to destroy the ghost branch of Xianyang City. This is our last mission here! Because we will go to the Imperial Capital with you and rescue the demon senior."
"Okay, what should I do?" Ling Han realized the difficult task of the demon clan.
The evil clan is still out of reach, but the immediate task is to eliminate the ghost clan branch. It can be called an act of revenge, settling thousands of years of grudges bit by bit!
"First practice the Heavenly Demon Fist to perfection, then continue to practice the rest, and improve your cultivation as soon as possible!"
"I think so too!" Ling Han spread his hands and said.
"I have a way, do you want to try it?" the little witch suddenly smiled evilly.
It felt like it was a conspiracy, but Ling Han still nodded and said, "I feel like I'm going to be fooled, but who made my blood essence power stagnant all the time."
The power of essence and blood has been stagnant at the peak of the Wood Realm for a long time. The last time it was achieved was in Qingcheng, by absorbing the Ice Blood Emperor Pill.
There are still fifteen drops of the essence extracted from the Ice Soul Emperor Soul Grass, and there is also a lot of black bear essence and blood. The efficacy of refining another one will be greatly reduced, so it is better not to waste natural resources.
Fighting against Wei Huai, Yan Ying and the others, especially when they were tortured later and had no power to resist, this feeling was too uncomfortable, and they had to improve their strength as soon as possible.
Ling Han agreed: "Okay, I'm willing to give it a try!"
No matter what method he uses, Ling Han is willing to try it as long as it can improve his cultivation level. As members of the demon clan, they have no reason to deceive him.
