Xia Ze meditated cross-legged in the Zen room until early the next morning.
After a night of breathing and recuperation, he managed to straighten his chaotic gas phase back to its original position bit by bit. He gradually figured out why he lost his sense of pain last night.
It must be that in that illusion, he was constantly beaten by the young martial artist, and the martial artist's body's tolerance for pain exceeded his limit.
This also has some advantages. If he fights with others again in the future, ordinary injuries will not have any impact on his mind at all, so he can use his full strength 100%.
In addition, Xia Ze's somewhat successful fisting intention has really solidified a bit after last night's battle. It is the kind of murderous fisting intention that has been honed after a life of nine deaths.
There seemed to be some signs of breaking through, but he suppressed them all.
This training of mind and body did not happen overnight. He vaguely felt that just breaking through like this might not be enough.
When the young martial artist killed him, he didn't use his cultivation to bully him at all. He even forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the level of him.
Even so, the terrifying warrior's physique, which has been trained to the extreme, can beat him to death.
It wasn't until today that Xia Ze realized that his previous understanding of the pure martial arts path was too superficial.
The strength of a pure martial artist does not entirely depend on the proficiency of boxing skills or the strength of martial arts. The word pure means single-mindedness and perseverance.
Walking, working, and even breathing are all exercises.
If he hadn't gone through tonight's battle, he would surely have been complacent and self-admired one day after reaching a certain height, and then he would have stopped making progress.
There is no limit to martial arts. If the sky is a hundred feet high, I will be one foot taller than him. If the ground is a hundred feet thick, I will hit the ground with one punch.
It seems that starting from today, he will have to focus more on strengthening his muscles.
He walked out of the Zen room, and the two door gods summoned by the talisman were guarding the door meticulously. When they saw him, they all saluted.
Xia Ze raised his hand, and the two door gods flew back into the talisman.
This kind of golden talisman is extremely labor-intensive to draw. The advantage is that one talisman can be used no less than five times, so it is still worth the money.
In fact, Li Mifang came again at night, but when he saw the two door gods at the door, he left in despair.
When he arrived at the Zhaitang, he discovered that the escorts and merchants who had left yesterday had all returned here.
Breakfast consisted of pickles made from cooked vegetables grown in the courtyard, as well as a pot of polenta paste with a unique flavor. Several novice monks were busy preparing bowls and chopsticks and distributing the meals.
When the oldest novice monk saw Xia Ze, he put his hands together and smiled. Xia Ze smiled and nodded in return.
Sure enough, when Xia Ze's rice was served, the bowl was filled with thick corn mush.
"Senior Lu, Aunt Qing, why are they up again?" Xia Ze asked in confusion while drinking porridge.
Lu Yixiang sighed: "Yesterday they went down the mountain all night, hoping to return to Yuqiao Town as soon as possible, but the whole way down was like a ghost beating a wall, stopping and going, going back and forth, but they couldn't get out. Fortunately, there were
A well-versed escort found some flaws in this formation and then returned to Taoxi Temple."
There was a bowl of water in front of Liu Qingya. As an earth spirit, she did not need to take in human food. She looked solemn and said: "Mr. Xia, the current situation is probably more serious than we thought. This tiger monster
, being able to use this magical power that can reach heaven and earth, obviously has successfully broken through, but it just takes time to gradually adapt."
"We'd better be careful at the moment. This tiger demon is extremely cunning. He said he would return in three days. Who knows if he might catch us off guard secretly. In addition, the speed with which he breaks through the border is far beyond our expectations." Lu Yi
Lane reminded.
He glanced at Xia Ze, his face full of fatigue, but there was peace in the Qi Mansion, or in other words, the gods and demons seemed to be frightened by something.
"Boy, are you so angry?" he tried to ask.
Xia Ze made a silent gesture, then stretched his hand under the table, spread his hand, and a handful of talismans fell into his palm.
"Senior, I spent a lot of money to find these talismans for me to draw by talented people. They have the effect of guarding the house and warding off evil spirits. I would like to trouble you later, senior, to distribute them. I have to work hard to find a few of these heavy-colored ones."
A secret corner with no one around, secretly attached to the beam."
Lu Yixiang took the talisman, and a spiritual power as strong as moist mist rushed towards his face.
"Boy, do you really feel sorry for me? Is this worth a lot of money?" Lu Yixiang took a deep breath.
Xia Ze rolled his eyes: "I didn't say you don't want money. Seniors, just send it. If they want it, just pay for it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to buy it. If you keep it properly and don't want it anymore, I, Xia Ze, will refund the original price."
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He stretched out his hand and said, "One piece of Jingzhe money, Senior Lu, how about you and I split it 50/50?"
Lu Yixiang was overjoyed and said in a low voice: "Deal."
After breakfast, Xia Ze took He Xu back to the room.
"He Xu, don't walk around outside these days if you have nothing to do. I'll leave these talismans for you to defend yourself." Xia Ze attached three golden talismans to He Xu's body.
"Xia Ze, where are you going?" He Xu blinked and asked in confusion.
Xia Ze shook his head: "I'm not going anywhere, but you probably won't be able to see me, but don't worry, I'm just trying to keep fit and looking for opportunities to break through."
"If you feel bored, just stay in this room and read this book."
Xia Ze took out a book from the square-inch object. He Xu took it and took a look. On the cover of the book, there were five large golden characters written: Dapin Tianxian Jue.
"Then how long will it take for you to come back?" He Xu asked eagerly.
Xia Ze thought for a while and said frankly: "I don't know, but I promise that I will come back as soon as possible."
He Xu nodded.
Xia Ze walked up to the picture scroll. The young martial artist was standing on the top of the mountain, standing still.
As if waiting for something.
Xia Ze swallowed, and the memory of being crushed yesterday came to mind. Even after so many days, the suffocating feeling of hanging by a thread and hurting his soul was still vivid in his mind.
In the end, I couldn't resist my timidity, so I put dozens of talismans on my body that were pressed at the bottom of the box.
He raised his hand and Lihuo Sword was held in his hand.
You won't let me use square inches, right? That's fine. I'll prepare it in advance. If you have the ability, stand still and let me chop twenty or thirty swords. Then I'll admit that you are really a good guy.
The martial arts boy in the scroll seemed to have heard Xia Ze's inner words. He raised his head on the top of the mountain and smiled sinisterly at Xia Ze outside the painting.
Xia Ze was so frightened by this sudden scene that he screamed and stumbled accidentally.
He was covered in sweat and muttered to himself: "Grandma, this trip is dangerous."
Fortunately, I overcame my inner fear in the end, and this time I was no longer stingy, and directly invested an awn seed money into the scroll.
There was a flash of light, and Xia Ze's figure did not appear in the painting.
He Xu was greatly shocked, ran forward and rubbed his eyes.
In that painting, Xia Ze was being punched hundreds of feet away by the martial arts boy.