"Internal force is a material and invisible thing that can be felt, but cannot be seen. Its origin is also a virtual qi. Refining the virtual to the real means refining the internal qi from the virtual state to the real state; and using the qi to transform the form means changing the invisible qi into a tangible visible thing. As you see in front of you, the five 'strings' are transformed by Yin Zhiping's internal force."

"This realm is indeed very profound. I see it from a predecessor's notes. But even the senior master who wrote that note was just a speculation about this realm, believing that martial arts can be practiced to this realm and height. But he himself has not done it. And as far as I know, since ancient times, no matter how powerful martial arts are, no one can do this. Unexpectedly, Yin Zhiping did it. If it were not for what he saw with his own eyes today, I would have just regarded it as a bold inference and did not believe it really exists."

Huang Yaoshi replied to the old naughty boy. After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh. Yin Zhiping, a junior student, walked to the front of these seniors. This really made him feel like "the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves of the previous waves, and the waves of the previous waves died on the beach." Although the Yangtze River met that time back then, he had already seen Yin Zhiping's extraordinaryness and had already treated him as Wang Chongyang's successor. But he never expected that Yin Zhiping's cultivation would reach this point.

Speaking of which, Yang Guo is younger and has a higher generation, but he has achieved great success, comparable to those of them. But no matter how high Yang Guo’s martial arts are, he is still within the scope of his understanding, even if Yang Guo holds a heavy sword and can beat them by one or two points, relying on the power of a sharp weapon, there is nothing to be understood. However, Yin Zhiping’s current cultivation level has far exceeded them, reaching a level that they are not as good as they can understand, which makes him sigh in his life.

Regarding the realm of "refining the virtual to the real, transforming the form with qi", he did see it from the notes of a martial arts master. However, no one has been able to reach this realm since ancient times, so he has always regarded this realm as a kind of false theory of falsehood. Therefore, he has never told anyone. So he just said that no one has heard of it. Only then did he not understand it.

The fight between Yin Zhiping and Basiba is very long, but it is actually very short-lived, because Yin Zhiping only made only one move. Just after the old naughty boy's question just now, the city was judged to be the winner and the defeat, and Basiba was controlled by Yin Zhiping in just one move. So at this time, Huang Yaoshi continued to answer the old naughty boy's words, and there was no pause in the middle. Just like the usual conversation.

After Yin Zhiping "waves five strings" with a move, he suppressed Basiba, and his figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot. And in the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Basiba, as if teleported.

However, the effect of teleportation was only seen by everyone, and he knew in his heart that this was not actually a teleportation. His instant movement was actually a light skill of "shifting across the sky". After using his current cultivation level to perform "shifting across the sky", he would achieve this kind of teleportation-like effect. 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 body movement in the air. The real instant movement was without trace. Even in a confined space, he could still teleport out. He could not do this.

"I heard from that friend from the Western Regions say that you were practicing the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" in seclusion. I wonder which level you have already practiced?" Standing in front of Basiba, Yin Zhiping asked.

Yin Zhiping did not seal Basiba's mute hole. Basiba hesitated after hearing this and replied, "The twelfth floor."

Yin Zhiping raised his big hunk and praised, "Excellent! With your current age, you can practice this skill to the twelfth level. I am afraid that it will be unprecedented. It is no problem to practice the thirteenth level in your lifetime and achieve full hard work."

He really praised his words because he knew how difficult it was to practice the Tantric "Dragon and Elephant Prajna" in the original book. In the original book, the King of Golden Wheel has only reached the tenth level. Basiba is indeed a more genius than the King of Golden Wheel. At the age of less than forty, he has mastered it to the twelfth level. With the power of his twelfth level "Dragon and Elephant Prajna", it is also strange that no one in the group of masters in Xiangyang City is his opponent. Even Guo Jing, Yang Guo, Wu Jue, etc., will be defeated.

Basiba sighed when she heard this, "The little monk's achievements are nothing compared to Mr. Yin. In the words of the Han people, it is really 'the light of fireflies, how dare you compete with the bright moon for light'."

Yin Zhiping smiled and said, "It's great that you have this self-knowledge. The gap between you and me now is like a world of difference. Even if you have practiced the thirteenth level of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu", the gap will not be much smaller, and I can still control you with one move. So I advise you to go back to your Tibet and be your monk. It is the only way to recite your Buddhist scriptures. Don't pay attention to these worldly affairs anymore."

Basiba looked at Yin Zhiping without fear and said, "The little monk is indeed self-aware, but Mr. Yin should also be self-aware. Mongolia's momentum to unify the world is already the general trend. No matter how capable Mr. Yin is, he is afraid that no one can stop this heaven. This time, Mongke Da Khan personally led the army and led 300,000 elite troops to attack Song. Mr. Yin, with one man's strength, did not know how to block the 300,000 army? Therefore, I advise Mr. Yin to continue to bring his beautiful wife to the mountains and forests, and not to pay attention to these mundane things anymore."

"Hahaha..." Yin Zhiping laughed when he heard this, reached out and patted Basiba on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, it's true that he is Basiba. He is brave and knowledgeable, brave and resourceful."

After saying that, he stopped laughing and continued: "What you said is correct in terms of great principles, but many of the things in this world cannot be judged reasonably. Since ancient times, under the so-called general trends of changing dynasties, there will always be people standing up against the trend. These people are the heroes of the times and will leave a lot of marks in history books."

"I don't claim to be a hero, nor do I want to 'keep my loyalty in history', nor do I be so loyal to the Song Dynasty. I'm just doing what I think I should do."

"You said this is the trend of the general trend, yes. But I just want to go against the trend. I have heard the saying, "If you follow the ordinary, you will be immortal." And I want to become an immortal on the ground. Today I will let you have a good experience and open your eyes to see how I can destroy these 300,000 troops with one person. Open it wider and don't blink."

After saying that, he grabbed Basiba's shoulder and flashed into another "moving across the sky", and disappeared in place with Basiba. When he appeared again the next moment, he had already put Basiba on the back of a horse several feet away, looking towards the direction of the Mongolian camp in the distance.

He stood under the horse, raised his hands to his shoulders, and stretched out straight out. Suddenly, a sword in his hand appeared out of thin air, and he held it in his palm. Then he slowly used the sword and pointed it at the ground. On this way, his body slowly floated off the ground as light as nothing, floating in the air.

After about a foot away from the ground, he stopped floating upwards and instead moved towards the Mongolian camp. He still floated slowly like a feather blowing by the wind, neither fast nor slow, but brought unparalleled pressure to the 300,000 Mongolian troops in the camp. Everyone's face changed, nervous, afraid, and panic...
Chapter completed!