"So, there are advantages and disadvantages to practicing ancient martial arts. Unlike our national martial arts, although practicing requires far more sweat and effort than ancient martial arts, there will definitely be no tragedy of practicing wrongly."

Qisha said sternly: "Whether it is a national martial arts or an ancient martial arts, it's just that the training system is different. When you reach the true martial arts realm or the grand master realm, you will all walk on the same path, which is the soul casting platform after asking!"

Ding Ning's brain was roaring. If what Qisha said was true, then wouldn't he have practiced wrongly? He quickly asked: "What exactly is a soul-casting platform?"

"Zhenwu and Grandmaster are both called Dao Realm, but in fact there is another name for it, which is Foundation Establishment!"

Qisha looked dignified and said in a solemn tone: "The Soul Casting Platform is actually the foundation. The next level, the Divine Martial Realm (Martial God), is about condensing the soul. Everyone has a soul, but it is necessary to condense the virtual soul into a real thing that looks like substance.

In order to create a soul, you must have a soul platform to accommodate the real soul, which is the foundation for building the soul. Without casting the soul platform, you cannot condense the real soul..."

Ding Ning was almost dumbfounded. He subconsciously looked inside himself, what was his situation? It seemed that he didn't have any soul platform.

"The soul-casting platform is a base-like thing that is condensed with mental power in the Zi Mansion. Well, you don't have a Zi Mansion yet. You might not understand it even if I tell you."

Qisha patted his forehead and said apologetically: "When you break through from the peak of Tianwu Realm to Zhenwu Realm, the Purple Mansion will be opened, which is what people often call the Upper Dantian. By the way, you are studying medicine, so you should know

Niwan acupoint, Niwan acupoint is Zifu, you should be able to understand it, right?"

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he secretly cursed in his heart. He seemed to have opened up the Zifu when he was in the Xuanwu realm, so how could he not understand? But his heart also relaxed. It seemed that a double-faced Buddha appeared in his spiritual sea.

, the soul platform has been naturally formed.

Later, when the spiritual energy in the body was transformed into new energy, a black figure sitting cross-legged and meditating condensed in the three dantians. There were soul platforms under the black figure, but why did he have three soul platforms? What about those three black figures?

What exactly is it? He has no idea.

But he had no time to think about anything else now. He wanted to know a question that had always puzzled him, and curiously asked: "When did the spiritual master open the Purple Mansion?"

"Healer?"

There was a look of thought on Qisha's face, and he shook his head slightly: "It's hard to say, some talented warriors can open up the Zi Mansion when they are in the human martial arts realm, some warriors can only open it up when they reach the Tianwu realm, and some even reach the true martial arts realm.

The realm can only be opened up, anyway, the sooner it is opened up, the bigger the consciousness sea of ​​warriors in Zifu will be, and the stronger their mental power will be."

"What about divine consciousness?"

Ding Ning asked persistently.

"Divine consciousness!"

There was a look of yearning on Qisha's face: "It's hard to say, it has something to do with the purity of spiritual power. Some warriors can transform it into spiritual consciousness when they reach the true martial arts realm, while some warriors may not be able to possess spiritual consciousness even when they reach the holy martial realm.

knowledge."

"ah!"

Ding Ning was stunned, "Is the spiritual master the same?"

"The spiritual master is a bit special. After all, it is a profession that specializes in spiritual power. Generally, when you reach the True Martial Realm, you will be able to steadily transform your spiritual power into divine consciousness."

Qisha suddenly said with a sigh on his face: "For example, my master and seventh uncle only transformed their spiritual power into spiritual consciousness when they reached the Martial God Realm. Of course, they are special cases. If they hadn't risked their lives to devour the three masters,

The demon spirits Bo brought back from the Demon Abyss, I'm afraid they have long been turned into withered bones."

Ding Ning looked thoughtful, and it seemed that his aptitude for being alone was quite good. The Tianwu realm transformed mental power into spiritual consciousness, and he only transformed his spiritual consciousness by chance when he broke through to the True Martial realm.

"However, it is precisely because of this that the master and the seventh uncle's consciousness is far superior to ordinary people, only a little smaller than the spiritual master's consciousness, and they have also comprehended the divine realm."

Qisha said with pride and yearning on his face.

"By the way, what is the difference between a divine domain and a domain? How was it formed?"

Ding Ning perked up after hearing this. The memory of when Xiang Tiange used the Divine Realm to crush Feng Jiu and the people from the Witch Demon Cult to death was still deep in his memory. He wanted to know how to understand the Divine Realm.

"To be honest, I don't know much about how the divine realm was formed, but I heard Master say that there is a difference between the divine realm and the realm."

Qisha recalled: "Master said that both the realm and the divine realm rely on the power and rules of heaven and earth, but the realm consumes Gang Qi, while the divine realm consumes the power of the soul. Compared with the realm, it has more will.

Control, but the power is countless times greater."

"Will control?"

Ding Ning murmured to himself in confusion, a little confused.

"Yes, control by will!"

Qisha said with excitement: "To give a simple analogy, if the domain is your rented house, then the divine domain is equivalent to the house you bought. You can do whatever you want in your own house, even if it is

Just demolish the house."

"You are saying that the realm is a rental house that only has the right to live in but no property rights, while the divine realm is a house that truly belongs to oneself and can be transferred by one's own will."

Ding Ning is so smart and can see through it. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly realized the truth.

"Bingguo, the answer is correct!"

Qisha snapped his fingers and said with a smile on his face: "What Master said is indeed correct. You are better than me in understanding. You will understand once I tell you."

"That's an apt image you described, it's simple and easy to understand!"

Ding Ning chuckled: "Besides, I've always been sensitive to things like houses."

"You, you, haha, I've been talking for a long time, and you still haven't hurry up and serve me some wine and tea."

Qisha laughed heartily, with a flash of narrow-mindedness in his eyes: "What about tribute tea? I don't know how to be filial to my senior brother."

"Have you never been to Yanjing? How could I miss your tea? I'll get it for you right now!"

Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pretended to take something from the suitcase and turned her back to block his view. In fact, she took out a pound of Lingcui tea from the water space and threw it to him: "Take it and drink it. I will give it to you next time you go to Yanjing."

You bring some."

"That's pretty much it. You're on your way!"

Qisha said proudly, and carefully put away the Lingcui tea as if he had found a treasure.

Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out another bottle of spiritual fruit wine and threw it to him angrily: "As for you, try this!"

"Damn, what a good thing! I guess my senior brother's love for you is not in vain."

Qisha couldn't wait to open it, drank it in one gulp, and said intoxicatedly with enjoyment on his face.

"Come on, stop nagging. This bottle belongs to you. Get out of here. I didn't sleep last night. I have to catch up on my sleep and eat together when I wake up."

Ding Ning's eyes flashed and he began to chase people away.

"Okay, then I'm going to find a place to rest for a while. After flying in a helicopter all night, my old back is almost exhausted, so I got out of the way first. If that guy Zhang Yang comes looking for trouble, let me know immediately."

Qisha chuckled, stretched out with the bottle in his arms, and walked out swaggeringly, not forgetting to give instructions.

After sending Qisha away, seeing no one outside the door, Ding Ning stretched out his hand to set up a soundproof circle at the door of the room. His face became solemn, and he turned around to look at the empty corner, with an unprecedented complex look in his eyes:

"You girl, you are so brave, why don't you show up quickly!"

"elder brother……"

Yagyu Asana's aggrieved and weak voice came from the corner, revealing a figure in ragged clothes and covered in blood, looking at him with a pale face.

Ding Ning shuddered. Looking at her beggar-like dress and the bleeding wounds on her shoulders and back, her heart suddenly hurt. He stepped forward and picked her up and put her on the bed. He stretched out his hand to seal her meridians to stop her bleeding.

, tears of distress almost came down, and he cursed with red eyes: "You idiot, how did you get yourself into this state?"

"Brother, it's great to see you again, I'm so happy..."

Yanagyu Qandai was like a wronged child who was bullied and saw her parents. She looked at him with bright eyes and the corners of her mouth curved gracefully. However, before she could finish her words, she fainted from excessive blood loss.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine after some sleep."

While Ding Ning took out the bullet from her body, he looked at her emaciated appearance with red eyes, cut his own wrist, and dripped his own blood into her mouth to replenish her blood.

The temperature here is so low, but Yagyu Qandai is only wearing a pair of jeans and a beige jacket. Not only are the clothes tattered and dirty, they are also stained with blood. It is unknown how much she has suffered during this time.

If she hadn't been injured and couldn't stop the bleeding, she wanted to see Ding Ning one last time before she died. Otherwise, she would never want to appear in front of Ding Ning again in her life, because she was not sure whether Ding Ning would blame her or hate her.

.

But when she heard Ding Ning's words that looked like complaints but were actually full of pity, she knew that Ding Ning didn't blame her, and she fainted as soon as her mind relaxed.

As if a drowning man had grasped a life-saving straw, two arms hugged Ding Ning tightly and did not let go. Even in the coma, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Seeing her pale face quickly regaining its color, Ding Ning sighed quietly. He hated her, her betrayal, and her leaving. But seeing her miserable appearance, his heart ached beyond measure.

I can't hate her at all.

Especially when he thought of the scene in Yanjing when she opened her arms to block his gun without hesitation, all his resentment immediately disappeared, and only warmth surged in his eyes.

In fact, when he saw the three soldiers being beheaded by the Ice Blade, he guessed that it was Yagyu Qandai who had done it. If Commander Ge and Qisha hadn't arrived one after another, he would have gone to find her long ago.

He wanted to ask her face to face why she wanted to kill innocent people indiscriminately and why she wanted to return to that damn organization, but now, he didn't want to ask anything else, he just wanted her to get better soon.

Even if he offends the three innocent soldiers who died tragically, even if it offends his own conscience, and even if he is regarded as her accomplice, he will not hesitate. He has always been a very defensive person.

Especially now when Habayashi Wei was looking for trouble for him, one bad move could ruin his reputation and put him in a desperate situation, but he didn't care, he just wanted her to live well.

After Yagyu Adai's physical condition returned to normal, just like before, Ding Ning stripped her naked without any hesitation. Those exquisite and graceful curves did not evoke the slightest attraction in him, only endless distress and pity.

What has this girl been going through? How long has it been since she last eaten? She is so thin that she has no more flesh left on her body. It makes him feel sad all the time.

He carried Yagyu Zandai into the bathroom, as if he had gone back to the days when she pestered him all day long. He cleaned her body carefully and then took her back to the bed and covered her with a quilt, fearing to freeze her.

I took a lot of trouble to carve a few thermostats in the room.

It was freezing and snowy outside, and it was not time to eat. Even if he did eat, he would have to eat a big pot of rice in the temporary canteen in the military camp. Fortunately, he had prepared it in advance, and took out the ingredients and pots and ladles he had prepared before from the space for Yagyu
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