Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 61 Purple Ji True Skill
The energy around his body was turbulent, and Qi Xiu sat cross-legged on the ground.

suddenly.

Three inches below the abdomen, the purple palace of the Dantian.

In the dark, a clear spring dug itself out.

A stream of trickling water spurted out from the Qi spring and flowed through the meridians.

The fine and pure air flow was pervasive, weaving a large and airtight net in Qi Xiu's body.

It is spread all over the body, without missing or leaking.

The inner Qi travels to every corner of the body.

Until he reached Qi Xiu's legs.

There is an invisible inner energy dormant here.

He seemed to feel threatened.

The mysterious shadow energy sleeping in the flesh and muscles of his legs slowly emerged.

The light black aura looked warily at the Ziyang inner energy sweeping down along the meridians.

next second.

The two inner qi come into contact.

In an instant, it was like the scorching sun and white snow.

Ziyang's inner energy was as strong as a broken bamboo, swallowing up the light black Guanying's inner energy in one go.

But it was only swallowed up for a moment,

Guiying's inner energy was spit out again, as if he was disliked.

After escaping the swallowing of Ziyang's inner energy, the Shadow's inner energy once again dormantly returned to the flesh and blood, never to emerge again.

On this side, Jueying Wushuang escaped the annexation of Ziyang Zhenqing because of its different nature.

On the other side, the methods of observing the sun and strengthening acupuncture points from the air are not so lucky.

It seems to be because of similar properties.

The meager amount of inner energy produced by these two martial arts was instantly swallowed up by Ziyang Zhenqi.

The words on the proficiency panel disappeared directly.

The two martial arts were passively integrated into the Ziyang True Kung Fu.

General Qi Xiu looked around like a general in the Chinese army.

The inner Qi of Ziyang curls up like a swallow returning to its nest and rushes into the Qi spring of Zifu in Qixiu Dantian.

The Qi spring was stable, but Qi Xiu slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he was in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zi Yang Zhen Gong, Red Sand Palm, Sun Observation and Strengthening Divine Technique, and acupoint tapping in the air.

The entire contents of one true skill and three martial arts are like a tornado that reaches the sky and the earth, colliding with each other crazily.

And in the moment of intersection and friction, they are reorganized and merged into new content.

Miracles were constantly growing in the depths of his body and flowing into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Qi Xiu's mind burst out with spiritual insights one after another.

Let the integration of the four martial arts be more perfect.

A layer of light appeared faintly on the skin.

The purple-red inner Qi is constantly purified, and the red light inside is like an old shell that has been shed.

That touch of purple is becoming more pure and abundant.

The integration of real skills and martial arts is longer than the process of breaking through to the Qi Condensation Realm.

From the bright sky to the sunset like blood.

Until the last ray of the setting sun also dissipated on the horizon.

Qi Xiu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

A majestic purple light flashed away, and the scorching air was filled with a burning smell.

"call……"

He opened his mouth and breathed out.

The mountain wall more than ten meters away seemed to have been burned by flames.

It was completely charred in an instant.

Slowly condensing his true power, the purple spirit in Qi Xiu's eyes dissipated, but there was still a condescending and domineering edge in his pupils.

He lowered his head slightly and spread his palms.

The energy spring in Dantian trembled.

The inner energy, which was a hundred times thicker and purer than before, surged out, condensing into two looming purple-red sparks.

He stared at the slight redness still remaining on his inner energy.

Qi Xiu stared at the inner energy in his palm thoughtfully.

The integration of the three martial arts into the real skill improved Ziyang's real skill, but it was still not enough.

I want to bring about a qualitative transformation of Zi Yang's true power.

It must be fused with real skills.

Or, incorporate it into other real skills.

Qi Xiu looked at the proficiency panel.

A brand new name dominates the front, second only to the calligraphy. [Purple Extreme True Power]

The original [Purple Yang True Skill] is a true skill that focuses on health-preserving and life-enhancing skills.

Its strength lies in the strong internal Qi, which can nourish the five internal organs, protect the six internal organs, remove internal injuries, strengthen self-healing, and increase physical strength.

But after integrating the fierce, fierce, vicious and vicious martial arts of Red Sand Palm.

It was as if a fuse had been added.

Tigers in captivity.

A sudden awakening of primitive wildness.

Pure anodizing!
The domineering and arrogant Zi Ji's inner energy was extremely manic.

Compared with the original red sand's internal energy, it was like cupping.

"Such a fierce fire, if you hit it with one palm, you will be cremated directly on the spot."

After dissipating his inner energy, Qi Xiu stretched himself greatly, his eyes calm.

Finally, I have a real foundation.

The next step is to set foot in the three realms, use the characteristics of the original true meaning to condense Tao seeds, and make final preparations for entering the Tao.

……

“Baohe County has been hit by disasters one after another, and the people are in hardship.

The magistrate of Song County was compassionate and could not bear the suffering of his people.

Use your own savings to buy rice to provide disaster relief.

From today on, all residents of Baohe County can come and receive half a catty of yellow rice and one pickle every day! "

The loud and high voice spread throughout the square.

After a brief silence.

Tens of thousands of Baohe County residents gathered in the square suddenly burst into cheers like mountains and tsunamis.

After experiencing the demon disaster and the west wind army's blockade of the city.

Two-thirds of the families in the city have run out of oil and rice.

Many people have begun to tighten their belts.

From three meals a day to two meals a day, to just one meal a day.

If you carry it any longer, you will starve to death.

Half a pound of yellow rice is not much.

But if it is cooked into porridge, it can barely keep a family of three from starving to death.

It can definitely be regarded as life-saving food.

Adding a pickle makes it even better.

That's precious salt.

"We finally have a great master Qingtian in Baohe County."

"Magistrate Song, our Baohe County will never forget your great kindness and kindness!"

"Baby, kneel down quickly and kowtow to Magistrate Song!"

"Yes, kowtow to Magistrate Song!"

With twos and threes taking the lead, the people in the square knelt down in groups, kowtowing to Song Tingye.

"Everyone, get up quickly. Song is incompetent and cannot bring relief food from the court."

Arriving in front of an old man with gray beard and hair, Song Tingye leaned over and helped him up:

“But don’t worry, everyone, as long as I, Song Tingye, am in Baohe County, I will never allow a single person to starve to death!
Anyone who violates this statement will not be tolerated by heaven and earth! "

As soon as these words came out, the crowd surged even more, and many people were so excited that their eyes filled with tears.

The old man with white hair and beard held Song Tingye's hand tightly, his lips trembled and tears kept flowing.

On the edge of the square, in an inconspicuous corner of the alley.

Qi Xiu rolled up his sleeves and looked at the square with a strange expression:
"What kind of medicine is this new county magistrate selling in the gourd?"

There is no erosion from the information explosion in previous lives.

People in this world are still relatively simple.

Song Tingye spent all his family wealth to save the people, which attracted the people's applause and regarded him as a living Bodhisattva.

But for Qi Xiu, who has modern thinking.

What this Magistrate Song did was really weird.

A county magistrate has just arrived in his territory.

He didn't do anything, so he spent all his wealth to buy grain and distribute it.

A living Bodhisattva would not be like this.

This is the end of the journey.

It felt to him... like he was deliberately trying to win people's hearts.

"What's the point of buying a bunch of poor people who are noisy and have no money to eat?"

After pondering slightly, Qi Xiu frowned and raised his eyes to look at the sincere and kind figure:
"Cult?"

……

(End of this chapter)