Martial Cultivator Chapter 137: The Divine Sun Shines
The moon is dark and the lights are deep, and everything is silent.
The rustling autumn wind blew through the fallen leaves in front of the court.
The branches swayed, reflecting rugged silhouettes on the window panes.
In the bedroom.
The visualization diagram of the ‘Great Light Fist’ was spread out in front of Wang An’s knees.
His eyes were slightly closed, already immersed in the state of cultivation.
The spirit of the fist gradually condensed into a divine sun, and Wang An's whole body was filled with golden light.
According to the evolution of various scenes in the visualization diagram, he continued to invest his energy into the divine sun, making it continue to rise.
Rising above his head.
My own flesh, flesh, and tendons are all under the light of the fist. Between the blood and marrow texture, there is the purple-gold divine aura, the true energy of thunder, and the five elements of vitality that are slightly wrapped up. Under the observation of the fist, all the qi are flowing. Be harmonized and integrated into the body.
Refining essence into Qi, practicing Qi into essence.
His body continued to grow stronger and undergo some kind of transformation in the fusion of various qi.
Lei Dao Qi evolved into a talisman wheel in Wang An's closed eyes, and the aura of divine authority blended into his limbs, bones, and blood marrow, strengthening his internal organs.
Zhaozhao Shenri will continue to be pushed upward by him.
Pushing it seven feet above his head, all kinds of vitality came in one after another, enveloping Wang An like a whirlpool, and was refined by him into essence and integrated into himself;
Pushing three feet above the head, the divine sun broke through the roof of the house and appeared in the outside world. The fierce cold wind blew, and under the shining of the divine sun, it instantly turned into a warm breeze.
With Wang An's house as the center, all movements within ten feet around him cannot escape his perception;
Pushing six feet above his head, the scene in most of the area of Shenhua Mansion touched Wang An's five senses.
Mo Yun was lying in the corner of his bedroom, seemingly asleep. In fact, there was a strong evil spirit condensing in his body, washing away his blood, causing it to gradually accumulate strength and undergo a new transformation.
It may break through the evil body state in the future.
Chen Liu was sitting at the table, writing quickly.
Wang An paid attention and saw that he was summarizing what he had thought and gained from practicing boxing today.
The candlelight was still lit in Xiao Hongyu's room. She walked around the room, stopping from time to time to demonstrate a few punches and occasionally smiling, but Wang An could not see what was in her heart;
Pushing it up nine feet above his head, Shenhua Mansion was completely under the observation of his fist.
Even the streets outside Shenhua Mansion are covered by his fist.
He put all his fist spirit into it and pushed the divine sun thirteen feet above his head. It would be difficult to climb higher.
At this time, the entire Shenhua Mansion, the street in front of Shenhua Mansion, and a small half of the government office were all covered by Wang An's fist.
He began to visualize the divine sun shining outward.
Visualize that the divine sun you transform into shines on all things and promotes the growth of all things.
Wires of heat slowly spread in the room where Wang An lived, and the chill in the room was driven away.
Heat radiates outward.
The willow tree outside the window is growing buds.
The grass seeds in the cracks of the bricks poke out fresh green.
Three feet outside the house, everything was showing signs of life as if the spring breeze had blown through it overnight.
In this interaction with reality, the reversal of seasons and the confrontation with the power of heaven, Wang An's boxing intention was further honed and became more pure and concise.
The sun on the roof looks crystal clear.
Gradually, it develops a texture like a Buddhist diamond, and its nature is so solid that it seems unable to be cut off or destroyed.
His fist intention can only illuminate the great light three feet outside the house, and the huge place covered by the fist intention spirit has not yet undergone any new changes.
Wang An is quite satisfied with such achievements after practicing the Great Light Visualization for the first time.
When he was about to withdraw his fist intention, he suddenly saw a gray shadow rushing out of the government office, drifting into his fist intention, and kowtowed and bowed his head around the sun.
Wang An is very familiar with this situation.
There is a soul that was inspired by his fist and turned into a 'ghost' of his fist!
But, how can there be souls in the government office?
Could someone be dead?
Wang An changed his mind for a moment and thought that there was a prison after the government office. Someone must have died in the prison, so there would be souls throwing their fists at him.
It is normal for people to die in prison.
Wang An calmed down and didn't pay much attention to this.
What he didn't expect was that not long after, another gray-white shadow rushed out of the government office and aimed at his fist.
Not long after, gray and white shadows came one after another from the government office.
In one hour, seven phantoms appeared around the divine sun where Wang An’s fist spirit was condensed!
Except for the souls such as Cui Yuanzhao that he originally surrendered, there were four more phantoms that became his minions this night!
Even in prison, it is not normal for four people to die overnight!
Wang Anxin's head was solemn, he restrained his fists, and the sun on the roof fell back into the Niwan Palace.
He stood up, gently opened the door of the house, walked out of the house, walked through the yard, and disappeared into the Shenhua Mansion in a short time.
I quietly entered the government office.
He visited all the government offices and courtyards.
Nothing unusual.
So he climbed over the wall and left the government office, heading straight to Nanping Prison.
Prisons are ordinary prisons that are heavily guarded and specially designed to hold certain criminals. People who have been wronged may also be thrown into prison if they are framed.
The criminal died in prison, and in Wang An's opinion, it was not worth saving.
What worries him is that the government is secretly operating again, using prison to torture and kill wronged people.
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In the large open space, four corpses were carried over and laid out by the jailers.
A cell leader stood nearby, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and shouted to the jailer guarding the body: "Correct the name!
After the confrontation, throw it directly into a mass grave outside the city! ”
"Yes!" the jailer responded quickly.
Uncover the white cloth on the corpse's face in turn.
The cell leader walked to the first corpse and asked the guard guarding him: "What is this man's name?"
"Jiang Dachuan!" the jailer replied.
The cell leader nodded when he heard this, circled the name on the slip of paper with a red pen, and walked to the next person.
Underneath the person's name is Jiang Dachuan's life deeds.
A flower-picking thief in Dachang County raped and killed seven girls under the age of thirteen one after another. He was eventually arrested by the government and thrown into prison.
After checking the names of the people, the cell leader put away the sheets and waved his hands: "After these four people were arrested, their relatives and family members no longer recognize them. You can just drag them out of the city and bury them to the south outside the city." Just a mass grave!"
After that, he left with his hands behind his back.
In a dark corner not far behind him, Wang An stood against the wall.
When everyone in the scene dispersed, he also ducked out of the prison.
He has written down the names of the four dead people, and will wait until tomorrow for Chen Liu to check whether these four people are really heinous people as stated on the paper?
After being released from prison.
Wang An did not return to Shenhua Mansion.
He also left the city in the dark.
The cell leader mentioned the mass grave in the south outside the city, which reminded him of another mass grave and the tiger wandering around the mass grave.
He has been practicing the Great Light Fist for a period of time, and all the muscles in his body have been tempered, and he is about to reach perfection.
Now I am looking for someone to practice with to completely consolidate my state of Ming Jin Dzogchen!
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