Clear porridge, side dishes, dried venison, and steamed shrimp dumplings are not complicated, but the taste is not bad. Zhang Chunyi enjoyed his breakfast in a leisurely manner, and the corner of his eye passed over Zhang Zhong's body inadvertently.<
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Zhang Zhong is in his forties, 1.78 meters tall, thin, with a sallow complexion. His nose is high and slightly curved, like an eagle's hook. Although his eyes are lowered, there is still a kind of edge that ordinary people don't have.
His finger bones are extremely thick, and his palms are covered with calluses. It is obvious that his hands are quite good.
"Uncle Zhong, you have already developed your strength ten years ago, right?"
After swallowing the last shrimp dumpling and putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Zhang Chunyi turned his attention to Zhang Zhong who was standing by. According to the memory he got from his predecessor, Zhang Zhong majored in Eagle Claw Kung Fu. Although he was unknown to foreigners, he was a real person.
He has become a martial artist with great strength. A pair of eagle claws can tear apart tigers and leopards. He can be regarded as a small master outside, but that's it. Ten years ago, Zhang Zhong achieved great strength. Ten years later, Zhang Zhong is still a great master. The only change is that
The only thing is that his eagle claw skill has become more and more powerful, reaching the level of proficiency.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhong was slightly surprised when he glanced at Zhang Chunyi. The young master in front of him had always been withdrawn due to his strange illness. Even though he had been with him for more than ten years, the communication between the two was still pitiful.
"Yes, young master, but this is my limit. Ten years ago I was a master of practice, and ten years later I am still only a master of practice."
Having said this, Zhang Zhong looked calm, neither sad nor happy. Perhaps he once had high hopes for martial arts, and he also felt unwilling and angry when he couldn't make progress, but those things have passed now.
Hearing this and looking at Zhang Zhong like this, Zhang Chunyi shook his head.
"Uncle Zhong is too self-effacing. It is evident that you are able to practice the Eagle Claw Kung Fu to the point of perfection. The reason why you cannot go further is entirely because the martial arts you practice is too weak for the training of internal organs. I have a person here.
The secret method of Menhubao Leiyin is specially used to temper internal organs. You can try to practice it, and you may be able to break the imprisonment."
Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Chunyi's slightly pale face. A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zhang Zhong's dark eyes.
Zhang Zhong was not surprised that Zhang Chunyi could see through his problem. Although Zhang Chunyi only minored in martial arts, he had a good family background and studied under immortal cultivators like Chang Qingzi, so he still had good vision, and his current problem was actually the same as that of many martial artists.
The problem is that their internal organs are fragile, and the martial arts they learn are mostly rudimentary. If there is no external means to make up for it, their ability to achieve great results is already their limit.
What really surprised Zhang Zhong was that Zhang Chunyi's performance today was completely different from the past, as if he was a different person.
Facing Zhang Zhong's gaze, Zhang Chunyi did not dodge at all, and there was even a smile on his fair face.
"Thank you, Master."
Realizing that his behavior was inappropriate, Zhang Zhong quickly lowered his head. He did not refuse the secret technique given by Zhang Chunyi. He did have expectations for martial arts and was eager to go further. As a son of the Zhang family, he
Personal honor and disgrace are entirely placed on the Zhang family, and becoming stronger is just to serve Zhang Chunyi better.
"Last night I fixed my spiritual light and ignited my soul fire. I'm afraid there will be many things that will trouble Uncle Zhong in the future."
Looking at Zhang Zhong who lowered his head again, Zhang Chunyi told the news about his breakthrough.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhong was surprised and happy. This step may seem ordinary, but whether he can take it is actually a big difference. As long as he can take it, he has entered the ranks of immortal cultivators. Life is very different. You know
Cultivation of immortals and martial arts training are completely different concepts. Immortal cultivators enslave monsters and fight wind and fire just for fun, while martial artists are not even qualified to fight monsters unless they develop strong strength.
At the same time, Zhang Zhong finally understood why Zhang Chunyi had such a big change before and after. Once he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, his life was completely different. The wastage in the first half of his body became a joke. Once a person has hope, his energy and spirit will naturally be different.
Different.
"Congratulations to the young master on your hope of everlasting life."
Bowing, Zhang Zhong saluted solemnly, his excitement evident.
Hearing this, Zhang Chun smiled and said nothing, turned around and walked into the study.
Spreading out the rice paper, picking up the silver pen, Zhang Chunyi wrote down the secret method of tiger, leopard and thunder sounds. Although the words in the two worlds are different, they also have a lot in common. They have the memory of their predecessors. Zhang Chunyi did not agree with this.
I didn’t feel any awkwardness at all.
With one stroke, he made comments on various important points, checked carefully, and found that there were no problems. He wrote down a few prescriptions again, and Zhang Chunyi walked out of the study. The secret method of Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound itself was in the Tiger Demon's body-forging fist.
Zhang Chunyi is naturally extremely familiar with the matching secret method, and he also has his own experience.
"Uncle Zhong, you can use this secret method to practice. If you have any questions, you can ask me. In addition, I also need you to help me collect some medicinal materials."
After handing the secret method to Zhang Zhong, Zhang Chunyi took out a few prescriptions, including body training ointment and boiling blood soup, which were used to assist him in training. Although he has inherited the martial arts skills from his previous life,
The transformation of the physical body cannot be accomplished in a day and requires careful consideration.
Hearing this, he took the secret method and prescription, suppressed his inner excitement, put away the secret method, looked at the prescription carefully, pondered for a while, then put it away and nodded.
"Sir, most of these medicines can be found in the temple. I will collect the rest as quickly as possible."
Hearing this, the smile on Zhang Chunyi's face became even bigger. He was very satisfied with Zhang Zhong's performance. In the early stage, the immortal cultivators were still mortal bodies and were extremely fragile. With Zhang Zhong, a strong and loyal warrior, he could
He can save a lot of thought, and this is also an important reason why he is willing to support Zhang Zhong, but now Zhang Zhong is still a little weak and cannot be used.
The progress of various martial arts ranges from the first glimpse of the door to the entrance into the hall, to the proficiency and the final perfection. Zhang Zhongneng has practiced the Eagle Claw Kung Fu to the point of proficiency. He still has talent and talent. If he can make up for his shortcomings with the help of the secret method of Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound,
He should be able to perfect his strength training soon and try to step into strength training. At that time, he will be able to better help Zhang Chunyi.
"Why, is there anything else?"
Looking at Zhang Zhong, who had a hesitant look on his face and hadn't left yet, Zhang Chunyi noticed something strange.
After hearing this, Zhang Zhong hesitated and spoke again.
"Sir, the master of the temple has not shown up for three days."
"The food and water sent over the past few days have not been touched."
While talking, Zhang Zhong added.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi narrowed his eyes.
There are seven souls in the human body. The first soul is called Corpse Dog, the second soul is called Fu Ya, the third soul is called Bird Yin, the fourth soul is called Swallowing Thief, the fifth soul is called Fei Po, the sixth soul is called Zhihu, and the seventh soul is called Zhihu.
Known as the Fragrant Lung, a cultivator fixes the light of the spirit, ignites the soul fire, and burns the ancestral orifice. After that, he officially embarks on the path of cultivation and enters the first realm of cultivation, the Sanren realm. The most important thing for a cultivator in this realm is to use monsters.
Feed back and strengthen the spirit, locking the seven souls, and then the seven souls merge into one, forming a divine fetus. However, although the spirit of the immortal cultivator in this realm continues to grow, it is still a mortal body in the end, and he still has to eat, drink, and sleep, even because
The reason for cultivation is that the food you eat is much more refined than ordinary people, and you often need spiritual nourishment.
The master of Changqing Temple, Chang Qingzi, is a monk in the Sanren realm and has locked the third soul. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to go without eating or drinking for three days. Thinking of the previous situation where Chang Qingzi came back injured, Zhang Chunyi thought