Royal Road Qingtian

It's finally over!

Touched the bottom layer of Zuo Xiaoduo...

But Wen Xingtian was so dumbfounded that he froze!

This is... straight down to one-twentieth? or how much?

Actually... there is only the bottom thin layer left?

How can it be pressed here?

And this kid hasn't exploded yet?

Still complaining that the suppression failed...

Wen Xingtian suddenly felt that he was not emotional...

That's right, I just don't know what emotions I have, and I'm completely at a loss.

besides……

Let me wipe, is this still thick fog?

But it seems that it has not turned into a cloud, and is still a mist, but how can it be suppressed to such an extent?

Wen Xingtian kept his vitality in Zuo Xiaoduo's dantian, and asked aloud: "You told me that you can't hold it down here, is that what you mean?"

While talking, he used his own vitality to suppress the pressure, yes, it really couldn't be suppressed, even he couldn't be shaken!

Because Zuo Xiaoduo didn't feel any pain at all, and of course there was no compression fluctuation.

"Yeah, it's just here, I can't compress anymore... Haha... Teacher Wen, why don't you push harder, it's so itchy, it makes me want to fart..." Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but cry Laughed out.

Wen Xingtian withdrew his vitality with a dazed expression, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo, his cheeks trembling slightly.

Want to fart? !

Fuck your fart!

Wen Xingtian sits cross-legged and meditates.

Forcefully push the eyeballs that almost popped out, and use the eyelids to close them and control them in the eye sockets.

Trying hard to calm down the turbulent waves in my heart, probing a student's meridians, it almost made me lose my mind and go crazy...

The fuck can't you suppress this? Can't suppress?

Well, it really can't be suppressed, it can't be suppressed!

"You're depressed...that's all?"

Wen Xingtian stared and looked at Zuo Xiaoduo: "It's just...the pressure can't be suppressed anymore?"

"Yes." Zuo Xiaoduo was dejected.

"Tell me, how did you press it?" Wen Xingtian still feels unbelievable, you have pressed all the shit into cakes, and it is the kind of solid one that has been hardened for a few days. Press down?

If you press it once, is it equal to someone else pressing it eight times?

In Wen Xingtian's words, there was such a vague tone of asking for advice!

It's such a thing, it's unimaginable.

"How can you suppress the true energy... just press it so hard, but at the final stage, pain is one aspect...but I can't suppress it anymore, so I came up with an idea and used spiritual energy in the dantian to make it A hammer, and then started from the side, hammered down one by one, how do you say that sentence, um, it has been tempered a thousand times, and it becomes steel..."

Zuo Xiaoduo explained his method, and then asked anxiously: "Teacher Wen, the next suppression... how should I suppress it?"

"..."

Wen Xingtian touched his chin, lowered his head as if in deep thought, but what he thought in his heart was that Zuo Xiaoduo must not let Zuo Xiaoduo see the expression in his eyes.

Then he took out a water cup from his space ring, unscrewed it and took a sip of water, immediately...

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Wen Xingtian coughed violently.

An urge to kill almost rose in my heart, I have never seen such a pretentious one!

! ! !

I really want to kill him!

But I want to kiss him to death again!

Wen Xingtian knew clearly that Zuo Xiaoduo really felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, because he hadn't reached the standard yet...

This point is beyond doubt.

Zuo Xiaoduo really wasn't pretending to himself.

but……

Who the hell set the bar so high for this guy?

who is it? !

Dare to stand up? !

I will definitely not beat you to death!

Looking up again, Wen Xingtian's eyes have returned to calm and deep, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo and asking: "Who told you to be so depressed?"

Zuo Xiaoduo looked confused: "It was Teacher Qin Fangyang who told me that,

Back then, when martial masters suppressed the realm... That's what Teacher Qin said. I entered the realm quickly, and I didn't know the key. I was about to break through. Fortunately, Teacher Qin interrupted me in time and let me suppress it. Suppress it as many times as possible... Tell me, do your best, use all means to suppress..."

Wen Xingtian thought to himself: This teacher Qin is indeed a powerful character in the legend! Awesome!

I only heard Zuo Xiaoduo say: "My sister said the same thing. At that time, I was suppressing the martial artist to break through the innate realm, and she was in the realm of suppressing the fetal breath... She also said the same..."

When it was Zuo Xiaonian who said: Press with all your might! The lower the pressure, the better! The more times the better!

"Well……"

Wen Xingtian frowned and said, "Just press it like this? But... hit it with a hammer? What do you think?"

Wen Xingtian broke out in a cold sweat after thinking about it. This extreme approach, if it wasn't for Zuo Xiaoduo's deep foundation, toughness of meridians, and superhuman spaciousness... No!

Even so, it should have exploded several times long ago!

Since ancient times, who dared to move a hammer in his own dantian?

The bullshit has been tempered through thousands of tempers, and it has become a steel, so it is because I think I died too slowly!

This is like: practicing a knife in your own brain!

But this guy smashed wildly in his dantian with a sledgehammer, but he managed to create such a miracle!

Wen Xingtian racked his brains over this matter, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Because the dantian of the meridian of a person is absolutely unbearable!

I can't bear it no matter what!

But there is a living example that can withstand it!

This makes the well-informed Wen Xingtian a little confused, feeling that his world view is slowly collapsing...

"The idea of ​​smashing it with a hammer is my own idea...Isn't it impossible to suppress it in the end..."

Zuo Xiaoduo felt aggrieved, and said: "When it reaches about one-tenth of the pressure, it will not be able to be pressed, but its essence is still foggy, how can it be unable to be pressed?"

"Before, by chance, I once saw a senior craftsman who was an extremely superb forging method. He forged a hundred times to refine steel and a thousand times to refine gold. I really had no other choice, so I made a hammer myself and painted it like this. The gourd was smashed randomly, but after smashing for so long, the effect is only like this, hey... the fog is still fog, it doesn't turn into clouds, and it doesn't turn into liquid..."

Zuo Xiaoduo is quite dissatisfied with his current progress.

Why can't you climb to the top?

If it could be smashed into a solid state right now... How great would it be?

"The effect is only like this..."

Wen Xingtian murmured: "The word 'only' is really well used."

Just seeing this, Wen Xingtian has already confirmed that, with this kid's current level of suppression, the entire continent... Well, or since the beginning of the world, it has never been done before!

Unprecedented, number one in the world!

Or, it may not be possible to come later!

"The first time I set foot on the thorny road, I was suppressed to such an extent..."

Wen Xingtian murmured to himself that his mind was out of control. In fact, Wen Xingtian's thoughts were still floating in mid-air, constantly exploding.

"First time?" Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.

Wen Xingtian frowned: "What?"

"This is not the first time..."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Teacher Wen, I told you before, I can't hold back, I can't move forward... Today, this is the third time."

"Cough cough cough..."

Wen Xingtian's soul was directly shaken back to his orifices, and his eyes bulged all of a sudden: "The... the third time?!"

Wen Xingtian felt that today was the most unstable day for him, and he was destroyed one after another!

"Yes, this is the third time."

Zuo Xiaoduo was worried, and said, "According to this kind of suppression, I'm afraid I can only suppress it more than twenty times at most... Isn't that a bit small?"

"Is it a little less?" Wen Xingtian muttered this sentence, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

It can only be suppressed more than twenty times! ?

only! ?

These two words are so well used!

Isn't it a bit rare... This sentence is really wonderful.

Do you know that you can compare to others seven or eight times this time, dear?

You can beat others 200 times these 20 times, my dear!

"Actually... it can already be regarded as passable..."

After holding it in for a long time, Wen Xingtian finally choked out such a sentence. He felt that the three words he could pass were wonderful.

It has to be said that both the master and the apprentice are good at learning Chinese.

"Tolerable? Really?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said humbly: "Mr. Wen, can you explain it to me carefully?"

Seeing that the boy's face softened all of a sudden, he looked relieved.

Wen Xingtian just felt powerless to complain, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his eyes, and said lightly: "Well, with your current level of compression of true essence, you can still rank among the geniuses. Hmm... It's not enough compared to the top, it's more than the bottom..."

"I know that you have tried your best, and basically this is still possible. Just do it like this in the future."

"I won't intervene. After all, my help is external force. Using external force to encourage seedlings to grow is not good for your future. This truth... Do you understand?"

Wen Xingtian coughed and said.

"I understand, I understand." Zuo Xiaoduo heaved a sigh of relief.

He couldn't be pressed before, and it really scared him a lot.

It seems that my potential is just like this!

Hearing what Wen Xingtian said at this moment, a stone finally fell to the ground.

"How many times did you suppress it when you broke through to the innate in the realm of martial arts?" Wen Xingtian was suddenly curious about this question.

"It must be more than this!"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "I don't remember very clearly at the time... It should have been about thirty times, but at that time it was just a state of uncontrollable pain. Although there was pain, it was not as painful as it is now. It really hurt... ..."

"Thirty times..."

Wen Xingtian stood up staggeringly, only feeling like a puddle of water was swaying in his head, splashing, the sound of the tide in his head.

"If possible, continue this state of suppression."

Wen Xingtian stood with his hands behind his back, tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face, and said in a calm and breezy tone: "I heard you said that you can't suppress it, so I thought why... Now it seems that you are too demanding of yourself. Higher, basically it’s okay, but manpower is sometimes poor, and when you reach the limit, you’ve reached the limit, so there’s no point in demanding more.”