"You are one of the most talented swordsmen in the world! If you practice swordsmanship with me, in ten thousand years at most, you can become a peerless Immortal King!"
In the colorful mist, a shadowy young girl was looking down condescendingly. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her tone sounded extremely serious.
Zhuang Wudao looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly, his expression slightly dull.
Why is this dream happening again? It’s endless!
Without hesitation, Zhuang Wudao stretched out his hand and pinched his own face. As expected, he felt no pain at all.
Then he shook his head violently, and this colorful world suddenly fell into pieces. Zhuang Wudao also woke up from his deep sleep and opened his eyes.
This is next to a waterfall. The setting sun reflects the clear stream into a bright red color.
Zhuang Wudao had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery and looked directly in front of him.
At this time, he was sitting cross-legged with his knees bent, and his five hearts turned to the sky. And on those knees, there was indeed a sword placed upright.
The sword is one finger wide and four feet and three inches long. The sword is long and narrow, covered with mysterious ancient patterns, but also stained with rust. And there are more than ten gaps on the blade.
No matter how you look at it, it is just a rotten sword that cannot be used for much purpose.
However, Zhuang Wudao only felt that his whole body was chilling, and a cool air poured into his heart.
Could it be that he really got into trouble?
The origin of this sword is quite strange. About seven days ago, as the chief disciple, he happened to be on duty and was responsible for organizing the academy's arsenal. And this rotten sword was among them.
He didn't care at all at the time, because the sword was badly damaged, so he treated it as scrap metal along with a large number of discarded swords and weapons, packed it up and sold it to several blacksmiths in the east of the city.
Then strange things began to happen one after another. Whenever he fell asleep, he would dream of the girl whose face he could not see. And every time he woke up from the dream, he would see this rotten sword.
Zhuang Wudao tried his best in the past few days but couldn't get rid of it. He also guessed that the sword should have some connection with the girl in his dream. So on the fourth day, he threw the sword into the river.
On the fifth day, the sword was buried three feet deep in the ground and suppressed with a boulder weighing three thousand kilograms. On the sixth day, the sword was smashed into pieces with a hammer and thrown into a bottomless abyss.
But every next day, he would enter the same dream state when he would adjust his breath or fall asleep. And after waking up, the sword would still be returned to him intact.
What the girl said was deeply remembered by Zhuang Wudao. It came and went, just the sentence just now.
The only talent in swordsmanship? This is too exaggerated. When I first started practicing martial arts, several instructors in the martial arts school said that I was clumsy and it would be best to give up swordsmanship and focus on boxing.
And what kind of peerless immortal king is that?
Immortal King? Are there really "immortals" in this world?
Putting away his reverie, Zhuang Wudao began to wonder again, should he ask someone to completely smelt this rotten sword in a furnace? But if the final result was the same as the previous few days, what should he do?
In the fifteen years since he could remember, he had never encountered such a helpless and difficult thing.
With a sigh, Zhuang Wudao casually inserted the rotten sword at his side, and then stepped into the water. First he took a green pill from his arms and swallowed it, then stood firm with his feet.
The pill is a marrow-nurturing pill. Seven days ago, when he was cleaning up the discarded weapons in the school, he made some extra money. Zhuang Wudao replaced it with twenty marrow-nurturing pills.
It can help people exchange blood and nourish marrow. It is the holy product among outsiders' elixirs at this stage.
All the countries in Tianyi respect martial arts and immortal arts, and there are countless practitioners in the world. Although the methods of practice are different, the realms are generally similar. There are four realms of Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir and Yuanshen, and each realm
Both have twelve floors.
However, before the realm of Qi training, there are still six smaller realms. Starting from the inner breath level, it is the sixth level of Heqi. Gathering spiritual power is the sixth level of nourishing the spirit.
For people like Zhuang Wudao who practice external skills to strengthen their bodies, they have six small realms of external skills: skin training, bone training, muscle training, membrane training, blood training, and marrow training.
From the outside to the inside, when you have mastered the marrow practice, your body will have its own source of energy.
Although the three paths are different, in the end they lead to the same goal, with the generation of true energy as the symbol, entering the first level of the Qi training realm. However, the first two are much more convenient to practice, and can save twice the time. Even if you are more qualified
It can be completed in four to five years.
But if you start with external skills, although you will be physically strong in the future, it will be extremely difficult to get started.
Zhuang Wudao's cultivation talent is not too strong, but he is not weak either. However, it took him a full seven years to reach the marrow training stage. Only after taking this step can he generate his inner energy and become a true monk.
However, this is the case for most practitioners in the world. The methods of combining Qi and nourishing the spirit are almost all mastered by those aristocratic families and sects, and are kept secret. Practitioners who have no foundation among the people can only start with external skills.
Zhuang Wudao's fortune is pretty good. Although he is an orphan, the academy he is in is the Yuecheng Academy under the Lichen Sect. There are hundreds of complete external skills in the martial arts building.
There are no real unique skills, but they are all good. There are more than 40 first-class introductory skills. Once you master them, you will have a bright future.
Zhuang Wudao practiced one of the techniques of "subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger". There are two sets of boxing techniques: subduing the tiger to train the body and subduing the dragon to fight. When practiced to the extreme, the two sets of boxing techniques can be combined into one. At that time, the dragon roars and the tiger
The roar has the power of an enemy elephant to carry a cauldron.
After taking the Nourishing Marrow Pill, Zhuang Wudao followed the Fuhu Fist stance and punched out.
Fuhu Fist has a total of seventy-two postures. Among the first twenty-four postures, each four postures corresponds to a small realm in skin refining, bone refining, tendon refining, membrane refining, blood refining, and marrow refining. The effect is particularly significant.
As his boxing skills gradually developed, Zhuang Wudao could feel the marrow nourishing pill gradually dissolving in his stomach and intestines, and then seeping into his body bit by bit.
The bone marrow all over the body was itching and the whole body was on fire. And the blood was surging in the body like lead and mercury.
The heartbeat has dropped to an extreme, but every beat is extremely powerful. Qi and blood are poured into every branch and every small vein.
Blood is generated from the marrow, and Zhuang Wudao has passed the stage of blood training. However, the strengthening of the marrow will definitely make his whole body qi and blood stronger again. And this gain will eventually extend to his muscles and bones.
The membrane causes essential changes in the entire body, and finally generates true essence.
After three sets of Fuhu Fist strikes in succession, the sky was already filled with stars. Zhuang Wudao was sweating through his heavy clothes at this time, but he did not feel tired at all. Instead, he was in high spirits and his face was full of excitement.
Today's progress is good. In three to five months at most, he will be able to step into the realm of Qi training and become a true monk.
Every month in the academy, you can receive ten Yigu Mushin Refining Pills, three Qi Nourishing Pills, and a full hundred taels of silver. If you can cultivate to the sixth level before the age of thirty, you can even be admitted to the Lichen Sect.
He was accepted as an inner disciple and gained a prominent position.
Even if you can't join the sect, becoming a martial arts master in the school and an outer disciple of the Lichen Sect is enough to be enviable.
"It's a pity that there are only twenty marrow nourishing pills. If there are ten more pills, why would we need three months?"
After Zhuang Wudao finished the last move, he was covered in sweat, and his whole body felt indescribably comfortable.
Beneath him was a clear stream up to his waist, but Zhuang Wudao was not in a hurry to take a bath, but instead performed another set of punches.
The wind of fists was swaying, and the sound of dragon roars could be heard faintly. But all the snakes, insects, mosquitoes and ants surrounding him were silent at this time.
It is the 'Subduing Dragon Strike' in Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger. There are only twelve fists coming and going. Zhuang Wudao's hands at this moment seemed to be holding a big snake that was constantly twisting and struggling, and he was trying his best to suppress it.
Every time the fist is swung, it is like a heavy mountain, weighing heavily. And Zhuang Wudao's own muscles, bones, and blood energy are also strikingly like a dragon. A pair of fists is like a dragon's head. Every time a punch is thrown, it will trigger a shock within ten feet.
The sound of explosions continued.
Over the past seven years, he has perfected this set of twelve movements of the Dragon Subduing Strike. The shape is similar to the meaning, and the sound of a dragon's roar is a sign of his first entry.
Relying on this set of fists, he was able to seize the position of chief disciple of Yuecheng Lichen Academy.
Among the three hundred disciples in the academy, there are many who are close to the Qi Refining Realm. But none of them can compete with Zhuang Wudao.
However, there are nearly a hundred high schools in Yuecheng. Lichen High School is only one near the bottom, so this achievement is not worth showing off.
The Dragon Subduing Strike was so fierce that Zhuang Wudao used it with all his strength. In just half an hour, Zhuang Wudao was out of breath after performing a set of punches ten times in a row and couldn't continue.
Then he stood quietly in the water, adjusting his breath and nourishing his Qi. It took another moment for the tense Qi and blood to finally calm down.
A smile appeared on the corners of Zhuang Wudao's lips. Seven of the twelve moves of the Dragon Subduing Strike were able to emit a dragon cry.
The mud in the creek bed was slippery, but he could not only stand firm, but also practice boxing in the waist-high turbulent water without making any mistakes. The stability of the bottom plate had clearly reached a certain level.
Legend has it that in the Golden Core realm, one can fly in the air. However, monks under the Golden Core fight on land. Furthermore, if the lower body is stable, it will be quite beneficial when flying in the air in the future.
Naturally, this is what he heard, but I don't know if it is true or not.
The most regrettable thing is that this Dragon Subduing Strike Boxing Technique only has seven movements of dragon roar. If all twelve movements can have the sound of dragon roar, then you can try to combine the two sets of subduing dragon and subduing tiger fist techniques into one and enter the first level.
It is said that if it can be completed before the Qi training stage, it will be of great benefit in the future, and it is possible to develop something called 'mysterious magical power'. I wonder if he can complete it within these three months?
After a quick shower, Zhuang Wudao changed into clean clothes.
Before leaving, he hesitated slightly and took the rotten sword in his hand.
This sword is really too evil, and the woman in the dream is becoming more and more important to him. Maybe there is some big secret hidden in this rotten sword.
Anyway, if you take a nap, the sword will come back to you. It's better to take it back and study it carefully.
If you still can't figure it out after research, then ask the craftsmen in the city to melt the sword completely!
Yue City was forty miles away. Zhuang Wudao ran with all his strength in the dense forest. The rabbit rose and the falcon fell. In one moment, it was ten miles away.
This is also one of his self-determined tasks. When running at high speed, he must always avoid trees and practice the skills of running on land and evading movement.
And just as he was approaching three miles from Yuecheng, Zhuang Wudao suddenly stopped his momentum and began to be cautious.