Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 49 Washing the Sutras and Cutting the Marrow
Chu Changqing and Wang Wenyuan walked along the narrow road to the lush tree under the city of Shanhaiguan.

Chu Changqing quietly observed the closed city gate and found that there were no dust cobwebs on the city gate.

This means that the door may have been opened?
But Chu Changqing was not sure about this conjecture. After all, this "world" was too mysterious and unknown.

cough cough.

He felt movement from Wang Wenyuan next to him.

Chu Changqing withdrew his attention and decided to stop thinking about this world. For the time being, it didn't mean much.

Turning his head, he focused on the tree.

"This is it."

Wang Wenyuan looked at the bright red fruit above and said to Chu Changqing: "This fruit has been passed down for so many years. It is said that it has only matured twice. When I came to see it more than ten years ago, it was only half red. "

"I haven't seen it for so long. It's so red now. It must be completely cooked."

Chu Changqing pulled his thoughts away from Shanhaiguan completely, looked at the red exotic fruit and asked: "Master, is this fruit the method you prepared?"

"Yes, it's one of them."

Wang Wenyuan nodded and said directly: "Your master brought me here when he was alive."

"According to the ancestral teachings, only one ancestor had eaten this fruit before. After eating it, he took our eight-door golden lock knife from a low-ranking sect to a second-rate one."

"But that's all. After all, no matter how powerful an individual is, he can't compare with those first-class sects with centuries-old foundations. Moreover, the talents of the seniors who took the fruit can only be said to be acceptable, so the speed of the increase in strength Well, I can only say that he has become an ordinary genius."

"But you are different."

Wang Wenyuan's eyes gradually became fiery: "I'm looking forward to what will happen after you eat this fruit."

Chu Changqing was slightly puzzled: "Master, do you want me to carry forward the Eight-door Golden Lock Sword again?"

Wang Wenyuan laughed out loud: "Hehehehe."

After laughing for a moment, he shook his head: "These days, is there anything more important than living? What's the point of fighting and killing?"

"My master never expected you to help avenge the sect, let alone carry the sect forward, because that's just like drawing water from a bamboo basket. In the end, everything has to return to life."

"As a teacher, I only hope that you will not be discouraged when you are weaker than others, and not be arrogant when you are stronger than others. You can always aim at your yesterday's self, never slack off, always surpass yourself, and just pursue something."

"If I say my only hope, it is that you can pass on the foundation of the sect to the next generation."

With that said, he reached out and picked off the fruit, and then handed it to Chu Changqing: "Eat it. Although I don't want you to participate in the dispute, we must have the strength to face the crisis."

He said with a smile: "Your master has been praised by him for five years since he entered Xiantian. In the future, your cultivation progress will definitely be stronger than him!"

Chu Changqing did not refuse, because Wang Wenyuan had prepared this thing for him.

He was sincerely grateful and took the red fruit. At the same time, he said very respectfully and seriously: "I will definitely not let you down, Master!"

Wang Wenyuan nodded with satisfaction: "After eating it, we should go back."

Chu Changqing nodded, picked up the exotic fruit in his hand, and found that its skin was very delicate and smooth. It was not like an ordinary fruit at all. From a distance, it looked like a work of art.

He brought the exotic fruit to the tip of his nose, and it smelled nothing.As soon as he took a bite, the juice immediately slid into his mouth, and the sweet and fragrant taste hit Chu Changqing's taste buds.

He chewed it twice, and it tasted a bit like an apple. Without thinking too much, he ate it all in three times and five times divided by two. This fruit had no core.

Just after Chu Changqing ate all the strange fruits, the surrounding environment shook again, like an earthquake.

Wang Wenyuan immediately said: "It's okay, this is a normal reaction after the strange fruit disappears."

In fact, he didn't know what the situation was, but in order to prevent Chu Changqing from panicking, he immediately made up this excuse.

The next moment, the surrounding environment changed drastically again, becoming the same foggy state as when they arrived.

The feeling of weightlessness came again.

After Chu Changqing felt the world spinning for a while, his feet settled down. He opened his eyes and found that he was back.

The sky was still clear, the sun had not yet risen, and the fragments of fallen leaves that had just been shattered were still lying on the stone floor, and nothing had changed.

The only difference was that the aroma still lingered in his mouth, and the exotic fruit in Wang Wenyuan's hand was completely rotten.

"Do you feel anything in your body? Is there any reaction?"

Wang Wenyuan was not surprised by the sudden return. He was more concerned about Chu Changqing's current physical condition and asked two questions in a row.

Chu Changqing felt it carefully and felt that there seemed to be no change in his body.
The fruit was not small, and it was true that he felt less hungry after eating it.

Just when he felt it for a moment and found that there was nothing special about it, and wanted to tell Wang Wenyuan, he suddenly got excited and felt that his body began to heat up.

He told Wang Wenyuan this change: "Master, my disciple's body temperature is constantly rising."

Before, Wang Wenyuan had to pass down word of mouth from generation to generation, saying that this fruit had the effect of changing one's destiny, but no one's ancestors had ever told him how his body would react after eating the fruit, and how he should digest it.

Therefore, he didn't know what to ask Chu Changqing to do, so he could only wait.

"As long as there is no discomfort, just wait."

Chu Changqing felt that there was nothing that his body couldn't bear, so he nodded and stood there, feeling more specific changes.

Slowly, Chu Changqing felt his body getting hotter and hotter, as if he was in a steamer. Then he closed his eyes and was immersed in a mysterious feeling.

Wang Wenyuan noticed that white smoke began to rise from Chu Changqing's body, but Chu Changqing did not say anything strange, and it was difficult for him to intervene.

Suddenly, he saw some sweat stains on Chu Changqing's face and arms, and then a large area was black. Soon, a lot of black, sticky and smelly stuff covered Chu Changqing's whole body.

Wang Wenyuan thought about it, and then thought of the fabrication that had been circulating in the world, and his eyes widened with joy.

Wash the menstruation and cut the marrow! ?
In the martial arts circle, there have always been rumors of purifying the scriptures and severing the marrow, but not many people believed it.

But Wang Wenyuan, as the successor of the Eight-Sect Golden Lock Sword, believed this rumor. After all, the sect had such a person many years ago.

The rumor means that after a warrior undergoes menstrual cleansing and marrow cutting, his physical condition will be greatly improved.

And there will be a qualitative change in the refining and cultivation speed of the true energy!

Right now, his apprentice is probably going through such a transformation!
If this is the case, then Changqing's cultivation of Qi in the future may really make rapid progress!
(End of this chapter)