Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 6 The Second Realm of Martial Arts

pain!This is Chu Ci's only feeling at the moment.

The last blocked meridian in the body seemed to be forcibly broken away by a huge force, and every inch of flesh and blood in the body seemed to be tempered by a raging fire.

"The old man will use his remaining strength to help you open up the eighth meridian, and wash your bones and marrow for you. This will save you three years of cultivation."

The first way of martial arts is to open the meridians and wash the marrow.

After opening the eight meridians, there is marrow washing. The road of bone washing and marrow cutting is an extremely long process, and it will take at least three years to start.

The sloppy old man's finger strength suddenly increased, and the pain in his body became more severe. Chu Ci insisted on not saying a word, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour before finally ending.

call……

The old man withdrew his fingers, slumped heavily on the ground, with his head down, his wrinkled old face covered by messy white hair.

"Is this the marrow washing completed?"

Chu Ci recovered from the severe pain, and felt a little bit about the condition in his lower body.

At this time, the breath flows freely among the meridians in the body, which is unprecedentedly smooth, and the body is even more completely new than it was a quarter of an hour ago.

"Old man?"

Chu Ci looked at the sloppy old man and frowned.

"I'm not dead, I can still live for half an hour."

"Come with ears."

"I will teach you a method of hidden mind. Long-term practice can hide one's own strength in front of others. It cannot be seen through by the great masters. Even the ultimate masters have to observe it at hand. It can help you hide and practice in this immortal building."

Obviously, the old man knew what Chu Ci was most worried about.

"Ah."

After Guigu Shenyin's secret method is fully memorized.

The sloppy old man slowly raised his head, and took a full gulp of the wine gourd next to him.

"Little brother, after I die, my body can't escape the ending of being turned into a monster by Wu Fu. I hope you can take my eyes away. I want to see my homeland again."

"If you are able to leave this fairy tower one day, in your spare time, please go to the trouble to find someone for the old man, and send a message to her for me."

Speaking of this, the sloppy old man paused for a moment.

"Under the lovesickness tree, I have never regretted it."

"........."

The sloppy old man's voice became lower and lower, talking to himself, but with a smile on his face...

"Death and life are inseparable, talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand, and grow old together..."

Half a quarter of an hour, here we are.

The sloppy old man's voice disappeared completely, every minute and every second.

Across the prison, Chu Ci looked at the sloppy old man who had completely lost his breath, remained silent for a long time, and put his hand in front of the old man's eyes.

Glowing, flickering.

Cang Ya's eyes slowly protruded from their sockets, fell into Chu Ci's hands, and instantly petrified.

"You old man."

"Let me take you to see your homeland without mentioning where it is. Let me bring you a message without saying who it is."

Wrapping away the petrified eyes, Chu Ci stood up and bowed respectfully.

He is not a member of Guigu sect, but the sloppy old man taught him vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, Guigu breathing technique, and explained to him the way of martial arts cultivation.

He even helped him unblock the eight meridians, wash the bones and cut the marrow, and taught him the secret method to solve the problem of exposure that he had been worried about all along. He can be regarded as half a master no matter what.

Boom~!

In the cell at the end of the prison, the door was broken again.

A new round of seven days has come, and the last drug boy in the new batch of classes has also been alienated.

Chu Ci frowned, he left in a hurry without carrying a copper bell.

Boom, boom, boom...

From the classroom, a "person" crawled out.

The limbs are slender like a spider, and the whole body is skinny, but its body is about ten feet tall.

Especially that face, which has completely lost its human shape, the bridge of the nose disappeared, one eyeball stood upside down between the brows, and a big mouth with fangs and sharp teeth occupied most of the face.

Demonization is different. In the past few months, Chu Ci has seen many demonized drug boys, and there is no special rule.

Chu Ci took out the wooden stick pinned to his waist, fixed his eyes on the monster, adjusted his breathing, and the image of 'flying rainbow piercing the sun' kept flashing back in his mind.

With a roar, the monster rushed towards Chu Ci at an extremely fast speed, and stomped on the prison floor.

"Seal the throat with one blade, fly the rainbow through the sun!"

When the monster was only three feet away, Chu Ci's figure rushed out instantly, like a flying rainbow passing by the side of the monster.

'Bang'.

The monster hit the ground heavily, and there was a line of blood on the neck, and the gray blood overflowed.

Chu Ci looked sideways at the monster. This was his first actual battle.

The vertical and horizontal swordsmanship is really so sharp, and it can be achieved with only a wooden stick. If it is replaced with a real sword, the power must be stronger.

'Grey blood. '

Chu Ci's eyes were attracted by the blood overflowing from the monster.

clang clang...

At this moment, there was the sound of a bell. It was the deacon who came to inspect the building after sensing the demonization of the drug boy.

Without any hesitation, Chu Ci quickly left the dungeon through another exit.

A quarter of an hour later, the courtyard.

Chu Ci sat cross-legged in the east room, carefully reminiscing about the move of Feihong Piercing the Sun just now.

"According to what the old man said, the strength of the drug boy who has just been demonized is above the meridians and marrow washing, and has reached the second level of martial arts."

"I was able to kill that monster with a wooden stick, all because of that move of flying rainbow through the sun."

"However, it consumes a lot of energy. With one move, Feihong Piercing the Sun, the true energy in the body is almost exhausted."

After experiencing actual combat, Chu Ci had just experienced the awesomeness of Guigu's vertical and horizontal swordsmanship. This thing is definitely a powerful move that can cross the realm.

Then, Chu Ci frowned.

Time was urgent just now, and he had no way to deal with the monster's corpse.

And the death of a monster in the dungeon will definitely arouse the vigilance of the immortal building, and the risk of exposure will increase accordingly.

Understand from the logic that the longer you practice the Tongxianlu, the more valuable the medicine will be.

In the eyes of Yun Zhongjun, I am afraid that he is no different from a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Once he was climbed to the fairy tower and knew that he had practiced for more than four months and had not been demonized, he would probably be gnawed to the bone.

run away?

Unrealistic.

It seems that the freedom of the drug boy in charge like Chu Ci is not restricted, but that is within a certain range of activities. If you want to sneak out of Dengxianlou quietly, you must at least reach the innate state.

"The second level of martial arts, brass and iron bones."

"It is divided into three steps, forging the skin, forging the tendons, and tempering the bones."

The knowledge of these martial arts cultivation comes from the sloppy old man.

"According to what the old man said, at least one has to reach the Bone Tempering Realm of Copper Ribs and Iron Bones before he is eligible to walk alone on the rivers and lakes without joining any forces."

"Brother Chu."

Outside the door, Xiao Bai's voice suddenly sounded.

There was a bit of tremor in the voice.

' and others. '

Chu Ci secretly took a deep breath, and silently recited in his heart the secret method of ghosts and gods taught by the old man just now.

Then he stood up and opened the door.

Besides Xiao Bai, there were two other people who came into view, both wearing bronze masks.

Chu Ci had never met the two of them, but judging from the masks on their faces, they were the deacons who went to the immortal building to inspect the building.

Chu Ci has carefully analyzed the personnel composition of Dengxianlou. In addition to the drug boy and the drug boy in charge, people such as the deacon who patrols the tower are the real onmyojis in Dengxianlou.

These people do not live in various courtyards, but in Dengxian Building.

Chu Ci asked the sloppy old man, the deacons who patrol the buildings who subdue monsters on weekdays, the weakest are also in the forging of copper and iron bones.

"Meet the two deacons."

Chu Ci respectfully clasped his fists in salute.

"Did you go to the dungeon tonight?"

The two looked into Chu Ci's eyes.

"Back to the two deacons, I have been practicing Tongxian in the house tonight, and I have not gone out."

Chu Ci's face remained unchanged.

"How long have you been climbing the fairy tower?"

Another emaciated deacon of Dengxianlou suddenly asked a question, his eyes under the bronze mask were fixed on Chu Ci.

(End of this chapter)