"Internal force is a qualitative and invisible thing that can be felt but cannot be seen. Its origin is also qi in a virtual state. Refining qi into reality means refining internal qi from a virtual state into a real state; and using qi Transformation is the transformation of invisible energy into tangible and visible things. As you can see in front of you, those five 'strings' were transformed by Yin Zhiping's internal power."
"This realm is indeed very profound. I read it from the notes of a predecessor. But even the senior master who wrote that note only speculated on this realm. He believed that martial arts can be practiced. This kind of realm and height. But even he himself has not achieved it, and as far as I know, no matter how powerful the martial arts are in the martial arts since ancient times, no one can achieve this. Unexpectedly, this Yin Zhiping did it. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I would have only regarded this state as a bold inference and didn't believe it really existed."
Huang Yaoshi replied to the old naughty boy. After saying that, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Yin Zhiping, a junior student, walked ahead of their seniors. This really gave him the feeling that "the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves in front, and the waves in front died on the beach." Although he had already seen Yin Zhiping's extraordinary ability when they met in the Yangtze River, he had already regarded him as Wang Chongyang's successor. But he never expected that Yin Zhiping's cultivation could reach this point.
Speaking of which, Yang Guo is younger and a generation later, but he is already extremely successful and is on par with the elders like them. But no matter how high Yang Guo's martial arts was, it was still within the range that he could understand. Even if Yang Guo could beat them by one or two points with a heavy sword, he also relied on the power of the sharp weapon. There was nothing he didn't understand. However, Yin Zhiping's current cultivation level was far beyond theirs, reaching a level that was beyond their reach and incomprehensible, which made him sigh in despair.
Regarding the realm of "refining the void into reality and using Qi to transform into form", he indeed learned from the notes of a martial arts senior. It's just that no one has been able to achieve this state since ancient times, so he has always regarded this state as a kind of false speculation. Therefore, I have never told anyone. So when he mentioned it just now, no one had heard of it. I didn't understand what I heard.
The fight between Yin Zhiping and Pa Siba is said to be long, but in fact it is very short, because Yin Zhiping only made one move. Just after the old naughty boy's question, the victory was decided in the city, and Ba Siba was restrained by Yin Zhiping in just one move. So when Huang Yaoshi continued to answer the old naughty boy's words, there was no pause at all. Just like a normal conversation.
Yin Zhiping subdued Pasiba with one move of "waving five strings", then his figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the place. And the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Pa Siba. Just like teleportation.
"However, the effect of this teleportation is only what everyone sees. He knows in his heart that this is not actually a real teleportation. His instant movement was actually a light skill of "moving across the air". After using his current cultivation level to perform "Transverse Movement". This will achieve an effect similar to teleportation. But in fact, it was just that his speed was too fast, and everyone's visual reaction could not keep up with his speed. In fact, he still had the trajectory of his movement in the air. True teleportation is traceless. Even in a confined space, you can teleport out. Him this. But it can¡¯t be done yet.
"I heard from my friend in the Western Region that you were practicing "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" in seclusion. I wonder what level you have reached now?" Yin Zhiping asked, standing in front of Pa Siba.
Yin Zhiping did not seal Basiba's mute point. Basiba hesitated for a moment and replied: "The twelfth floor."
Yin Zhiping raised his thumb and praised: "It's amazing! At your current age, you can practice this kung fu to the twelfth level. I'm afraid it is unprecedented and unprecedented. If you can reach the thirteenth level in your lifetime, you will be able to practice it to the twelfth level." It¡¯s all done, so I¡¯m not afraid.¡±
He was sincerely complimenting his words, because he knew how difficult the Tantric "Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique" was to practice. In the original book, Jinlun Dharma King has only reached the tenth level. This Pasiba is indeed a more talented person than Jinlun Dharma King. At the age of less than forty years old, he has reached the twelfth level. And with the power of his twelve levels of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung", no one among the masters in Xiangyang City could match him. Even Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Wu Jue, etc. had to surrender.
Hearing this, Pasiba sighed: "The little monk's modest achievements are really nothing compared with the layman Yin. To use a Chinese saying, it is really 'the light of a firefly, how dare it compete with the bright moon.' .¡±
Yin Zhiping smiled when he heard this and said: "It's good that you have such self-awareness. The gap between you and me now is like a world of difference. Even if you have practiced the thirteenth level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", This gap will not be narrowed much. I can still control you with one move. So I advise you to go back to your Tibet and be your monk for a lifetime. Reciting your Buddhist sutras is the right thing to do. Stop paying attention to these secular things. ¡±Pasiba looked at Yin Zhiping without fear and said: "The young monk does have self-awareness, but layman Yin should also have self-awareness. The trend of Mongolia to dominate the world is a general trend. No matter how capable layman Yin is, I am afraid that it will be difficult for one person to stop it. The sky is falling. This time Meng Ge, the Great Khan, leads a personal expedition and leads 300,000 elite troops to attack the Song Dynasty. With one person's strength, layman Yin doesn't know how to stop this 300,000 army? So I advise layman Yin to continue to take his beloved wife and return to the mountains and forests. , don¡¯t pay attention to these mundane things anymore.¡±
"Hahaha" Yin Zhiping laughed when he heard this, reached out and patted Ba Siba on the shoulder, and said: "Okay, as expected of Ba Siba, he is courageous, knowledgeable, brave and resourceful."
After saying that, he stopped laughing and continued: "What you said is correct from a general point of view, but many things in this world cannot be measured by common sense. Since ancient times, many so-called general trends have followed the changes in dynasties. , there will always be people who stand up and go against the trend. And these people are the heroes of the times and will leave a mark in the history books."
"I don't claim to be a hero, nor am I trying to 'leave my loyalty to history', nor am I very loyal to the Song Dynasty. I'm just doing what I think I should do."
"You said this is the general trend, and you are right. But I want to go against the trend. I once heard a saying, 'Following will make you ordinary, going against it will make you immortal'. And I want to become an immortal right away. Today I It will give you a chance to see and open your eyes to see how I can destroy these 300,000 troops with one person. Open your eyes wide and don¡¯t blink."
After saying that, he grabbed Ba Siba's shoulder, and then made another "move across the air", and disappeared with Ba Siba on the spot. When he reappeared in the next moment, he had put Pasiba upside down on the horseback a few feet away and was looking in the direction of the Mongolian camp in the distance.
He stood under the horse, raised his hands at shoulder level and stretched them out. Suddenly there was a flash of light, and a sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he held it in his hand. Then he slowly moved his sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground. And during this process, his body slowly floated off the ground as if it were nothing, floating in the air.
After being about ten feet off the ground, he stopped floating upward and instead headed towards the direction of the Mongolian camp. He was still floating slowly, like a feather blown by the wind, neither fast nor slow, but it brought unparalleled pressure to the 300,000 Mongolian troops in the camp. Everyone's face changed, they were nervous, scared, panicked