Blue Essence Chart Chapter 10: Metamorphosis

Mengchuan was surprised.

　　 "What is this? I only know that the three inches below the navel is Dantian, and there is Dantian space, which can conserve true energy. Why is there a void space in my heart? And the villain inside is exactly the same as me?" Meng Chuan was puzzled and had some speculations, "Since this villain looks like me, is it the legendary soul of man? Or is it the formation of my spiritual will? Or is it something unknown?"

　　 "The classics of Jinghu Daoyuan were distributed in the early Yuan Dynasty. My Meng family classics are also accumulated over a thousand years. The common sense in practice is quite complete."

　　 "I have read those common sense long ago, and have never seen a record with a space in the eyebrows." Meng Chuan wondered. He likes to read books. He is well-informed, but he didn't even listen to it. There is a space in the heart of the eyebrows, and there will be a villain inside.

　　 was surprised, but Meng Chuan vaguely felt that this should be a good thing.

　　because...

　　He has already felt his own reborn changes.

　　 "This kind of feeling is curious." Meng Chuan closed his eyes, but still easily avoided many objects in the bookstore, opened the door and walked out with ease.

　　 He closed his eyes and walked to the stone table in the courtyard, sitting on the stone chair.

　　 "I just closed my eyes, ten feet around me, and they were all shimmering." Meng Chuan opened his eyes, and now it was dark, and it was blurry to the naked eye. But at the moment he was invisible, and the ten feet surrounding him were extremely clear. The small glitches on the hexapods of a small ant crawling on the side of the courtyard wall, Meng Chuan was able to see clearly.

　　 front, back, left, right, above, underground! It's all clear, but the place just three feet deep in the ground can still be very clear.

　　 can only see the front with his naked eyes, but can't see behind his head! If it is dark and dull, nothing can be seen.

　　 "I can see ten feet."

　　 "And can sense the whole land around."

　　Meng Chuan sitting in the small courtyard can clearly sense all the breath in the land centered on himself. The breath of human beings, the breath of animals, all breath of living things can be sensed.

　　 For example, the breath of father and Uncle Liu is the strongest in Jinghu Mengfu.

　　Father Meng Dajiang has a strong atmosphere.

　　 Shushu Liu Yebai, the breath is more ethereal.

　　 The breath of other weaker groups is out of touch, and the breath of July sister is the purest of them.

　　The entire Jinghu Meng House, and everywhere else outside Meng House...

The longer the distance, the more blurred the sense.

　　 is like in the daytime, without any obstacles, you can see the distance with the naked eye, but when the distance is far, you can only see the blurry silhouette and a blurry dog!

Meng Chuan’s induction is the same! At a short distance, he felt very clear. If the distance is far, you can only know how many people, how many animals, which are stronger and which are weaker. That's all.

　　 If it's beyond a mile...it's dark! Unable to sense.

　　 "Now looking at everything in the world, it is different." Meng Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the various plants in the courtyard. It was so beautiful within ten feet. I feel that I usually look at things in the fog and ambiguous. Now it's a hundred times clearer! All the colors I see are more vivid, and the flat stone tabletop in the past can now see too many small pits under the wind and sun.

　　 One piece of hair dropped, if you look at the hair in the past, you only feel that the hair is thin and smooth. Now in induction, I can ‘see’ the many rough hairs on the surface of this hair, just like a branch, there are many rough places and even some wounds.

　　 Everything is more real.

　　 "Yeah."

　　Meng Chuan suddenly drew his knife, and crossed the sky with a single knife.

　　Meng Chuan looked at his knife, but was a little excited.

　　 "I didn't see a flawed knife in the past, a perfect knife... so many imperfections now?" Meng Chuan murmured, in the past he used the naked eye to see the knife light, the knife was too fast, No matter how powerful he is, he can only see clearly. I think this knife is good enough! Now under induction, the knife fiber is almost visible, and the trajectory is clear a hundred times.

Every trace of the knife method crossing the sky is uncoordinated and extremely clear. This made Meng Chuan immediately discover the imperfections of Daoguang.

　　As a fan of painting, it is instinctive to pursue beauty.

　　 This is not perfect and uncoordinated, so he can't bear it.

　　 "Practice drawing knife." Meng Chuan began practicing drawing knife at night.

　　 The body turned into a streamer, and it was split with a knife.

　　 discovers imperfections in order to know where to improve.

　　 one knife after another...

　　Every effort is better.

　　 one hour, two hours...

　　Meng Chuansi is not too tired, but he is very excited. He feels that the shortcomings of his own knife skills are disappearing, and he gradually becomes perfect even under the "sensation".

　　 "Yeah."

　　 is another type of knife extraction.

　　 The blade of light is like a crescent moon, and even faintly pulls the power of the world, making the blade of light like a dream, and flashes away.

　　Meng Chuan who showed his way of doing things was 50% faster than usual. He felt the illusion of flying with the wind, and dashed out three feet away in a flash. He stopped for a while, but his heart was very hot: "I felt the existence of "potential", it was almost, almost. "

　　 "Since reaching the state of unity, I split the flying arrows 8,000 times a day and practiced hard for more than a year and a half. Today, I finally feel the momentum."

　　 "Within a few days, I will definitely be able to break through." Meng Chuan only felt that tonight was really beautiful.

　　 Eight thousand times a day to split the flying arrow and repair the knife, every time I pursued an earlier splitting the flying arrow, so that the trace of the knife falling on the tree can continue to move up. He has a very solid foundation, and has feelings that are integrated into it. It is his favorite one-shot technique and has a clear direction...Meng Chuan’s practice effect in the past year and a half is actually very good, I am afraid that it is better than the ancient demon Deng Feng was even more efficient at the same age.

　　 This year and a half come down, not even too far from the "potential", although the closer to the limit, the slower the improvement. However, Meng Chuan had been practicing hard for another year and a half, and realizing the "potential" was a matter of course.

　　 But tonight's transformation ~IndoMTL.com~ let him make a further step of the knife, and he immediately touched the "potential".

　　 breakthrough, naturally closer.

　　……

At five o'clock, it's still dark.

　　The morning bell in Dongning has already sounded, and many people asking for life are already waiting outside the gate.

　　 "Boom~~~~" The gates of Dongning's prefectural city opened, and hawkers picking up goods, people who entered the city to sell coolies, entered the city one after another. At this time, there were also two figures mixed in the crowd and easily entered the city.

　　 "I haven't been to Fucheng for half a year, my second brother, I must be playing hard this time when I enter the city. I'm almost suffocating in the mountains." The two entered the city and one of them was wearing a hat The fat man laughed.

　　 "Well, let's go to the business first and replace all the babies with silver tickets! After the business is over, we will play slowly and play for ten days before returning to the village." said another bearded man.

　　……

　　Meng Chuan practiced the sword technique all night, and finally stopped.

　　From dark night practice to dawn, my spirit is not tired, and my body is tired. He practiced more than four hours of swordsmanship, and his stomach growled.

　　 First brush your teeth and wash your face, then go to breakfast.

　　 "Hoo-hooo." Meng Chuan held a big bowl of porridge, took a few big sips, and then chewed up the noodle cake comfortably.

　　After eating three large cakes, his father, Meng Dajiang, walked into the hall and smiled: "Chuaner, it's quite early to have breakfast today."

　　 "Alright."

　　Meng Chuan nodded and ate comfortably, "Yeah, Dad, I will tell you something later."

　　 "Don't say it on the dinner table, wait a minute?" Meng Dajiang laughed, "God is mysterious."

　　Meng Chuan smiled, and said to the side maid: "Come again a big bowl of porridge."

　　 "Yes, young master." The girl immediately helped go to congee.