There are two stone houses in the new courtyard, and the practice room is twice as big as before. The thin spiritual energy of Xiaoyishan has been replaced by the much more abundant spiritual energy of Hunchback Peak.
The first half of the first level of Sanyuan Jue can almost equal the total of the five chapters of Ju Ling Jue. It seems that Ju Ling Jue is indeed the most basic introductory technique of Xuanmen.
The quality of the Qigong method lies in the amount and purity of the magic power produced. Xue Tong mastered the method in the first half, but then gradually became more difficult and difficult.
The magic formula is difficult to refine simply because there is insufficient Qi to meet the needs of the magic formula. Qi refining pills can come in handy at this time. Xue Tong's Spirit Gathering Technique has been completed, and there is no problem in the operation of the Spirit Jue. Therefore, his Qi Condensing Pill has been kept unused.
Qi Condensing Pill is a good medicine for refining Qi in the early and middle stages of martial arts. The light blue pill exudes a soft fragrance. It melts in the mouth and flows into the abdomen like warm water. A slight sense of heat penetrates into the meridians, making it warm and comfortable.
The meridians infiltrated by the medicinal power contracted and expanded rhythmically, accompanied by the generation of white mist. Xue Tong took advantage of the situation and activated the Sanyuan Jue, and refined as many as five or six sentences in one breath.
After half a day, the power of the Qi Condensing Pill was exhausted, and a total of nine sentences of the Three Yuan Jue were refined.
"Well, the elixir is very effective, but it is impossible to practice with the elixir alone. Once the magic formula is practiced, over time, the magic power will become more and more pure, and you can always advance step by step."
The more mana, the easier it is to practice spells and martial arts. As soon as Xue Tong's mana is full, he starts to practice the five elements of spells, or dances the swallow-winged crab, and practices the Nine-Slaying Cultivation technique, until the mana is exhausted.
After several rounds, Xue Tong needed to rest for several hours until the true energy in his body recovered.
At this time, Xue Tong would often practice the Nightmare Bone True Demon Art.
The Three Yuan Jue was step-by-step and calm, while the Nightmare Bone Jue gave Xue Tong a real surprise.
The practice of the Nightmare Bone Art is surprisingly easy. It is not like purgatory and unbearable pain as described on the bronze medal.
The first level of the bone formula was completed in ten days. Except for the moderate pain in the first three days, I almost only felt slight pain in the last seven days, and I passed every sentence of the formula quickly.
According to the bone art, the first layer cleanses the marrow and tempers the bones, forcing out impurities; the second layer connects the muscles and bones, and is reconstructed after correction; and the third layer begins to grow as powerfully as a monster...
"Is it possible that my bloodline has been transformed and there are not many impurities left? The Nightmare Bone Art is the finishing touch, quickly cleaning the battlefield and then ascending to the second floor?"
"The Bone Art comes from the tomb of the orcs. Could it be that this art was created by a powerful person from the orcs and is more suitable for orc warriors?"
"So I have the physique of an orc or a spiritual beast?"
"I can't figure out the bloodline thing at the moment. I'll refine the bone art first and then talk about it. As long as there are no signs of turning into a half-human, half-animal monster!"
Xue Tong had no time to delve into all kinds of questions.
From time to time, faint black smoke came out of the exercise room, and the sound of cracking joints could be heard.
The pain of breaking the muscles and bones when refining the formula can be imagined. Fortunately, Xue Tong's physique and blood vessels were abnormal, and his ability to resist pain and regenerate muscles and bones was far incomparable, so he managed to persevere.
As the number of bones formed increased and he got used to the pain, Xue Tong's deep and unbearable moans became less and less intense day by day.
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Autumn turns to winter, and seven months pass by in a flash.
Xue Tong went back and forth to the dining hall for half a month, closed the door all day long, and practiced hard day and night.
He spent five months refining the second level of the Nightmare Bone Technique. A ray of spiritual thought traveled through his body, the muscle fibers became thicker and denser, the light yellow on the surface of the bones became darker, the bones became denser, and the meridians expanded wider.
Xue Tong's body shape has almost remained unchanged, but his weight has increased by nearly 30%, just because of the changes in his bones and muscles.
The physical changes are also clearly reflected in the cultivation of mana. The mana that could originally fill the sea of fa has naturally become less abundant without purification and refinement, and can only fill 40% of the current sea of fa.
"My body seems to have turned into a bigger pool. The initial level of the warrior has not been upgraded, but the mana it can hold has doubled from the original."
This day, Xue Tong finished a session of training and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. He was secretly delighted: "At this rate, it only takes two more months to refine the magic power to the full level and try to break through and advance."
The jade medal on his waist suddenly vibrated, and he received a message from his fellow disciples for the first time in seven months.
"Zhou Yan!"
"Senior Brother Zhou asked me to rush to Iron Sword Valley tomorrow at midnight. The Cangliu Society has made an appointment with someone."
Xue Tong was startled, "Invite someone to fight?"
"If you haven't been out for a long time, the martial arts fight between the disciples won't get out of control. It's okay to go and have a look."
Xue Tong slightly reduced the intensity of his training to recharge his batteries.
It's time the next day.
Twenty miles west of Hunchback Peak, there is a sudden boulder like a sword, so it is named Iron Sword Stone.
At the entrance of Iron Sword Valley, the cold wind blew slightly, and more than ten Yunxiao Sect disciples gathered under the tree, sitting or standing chatting.
Zhou Yanzai was not surprised, but Li Ruiguang stood with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful, which surprised Xue Tong.
The arrogance on his face was no longer there, but there was more vicissitudes and helplessness on his face. It was obvious that the battle in the inner city had dealt a heavy blow to Li Ruiguang, and he has not fully recovered yet.
"Junior Brother Xue is here, let me introduce you."
After Zhou Yan introduced the five people present at the Cangliu Society, he pointed at the others and said, "These are all disciples of our sect. They are here today to see the strength of our society."
"Yes, both the Cangliu Society and the Jingwu Group have invited us to join the group, saying that they are the strongest and have the most momentum, but Senior Brother Wan is still the old man. It is impossible to judge the strongest strength and the most momentum. Just look at the newcomers who have joined the group. ” said Wu Deyu, who was as skinny as a monkey.
Wan Ming, the largest among the crowd, took a step forward and said, "Well, we want to see who among the younger generation of the Cangliu Society is capable."
Wan Ming is six feet tall, with a big face and a tall nose, and a strong build. He is in his early twenties and in the middle stage of martial arts training.
There were eight people in his group, two were early stage warriors and the rest were mid-stage warriors.
"Well, what you said makes sense. There are many talented people in the Cangliu Society. For example, Junior Brother Xue is not yet sixteen, but he is quite powerful, while Junior Brother Li is already in the middle stage of martial arts apprenticeship before he is seventeen. If you want to ask for advice, you can give it a try. ." Zhou Yan pointed at Xue and Li and said.
Xue Tong was slightly surprised to be pushed to the front desk so quickly, while Li Ruiguang's eyes flashed, and his expression was unclear.
"Deyu, go up and try." Wan Ming ordered.
Wan Ming, the son of the Wan family of the Wang clan in Dengzhou Prefecture, did not like reading and practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and he only loved dancing with guns and sticks. Since the Wan family is a prosperous clan, the more talented people in the civil and military fields the better, so they invited martial arts masters to teach him. Five years ago, they used the connections within the Yunxiao Sect to send Wan Ming to the outer gate of the martial arts hall.
A few years later, he reached the middle stage of cultivation, which made the Wan family overjoyed. He spent 40,000 taels of silver and exchanged 8,000 spirit stones for encouragement, hoping that he would soon become a high-level warrior and protect the Wan family's huge family business.
With Wan Ming's ambition, he originally wanted to win over a group of brothers to form his own gang, but his fellow countryman Wu Deyu came up with the idea to hold off for the time being and join a powerful gang first.
Zhou Yan noticed Wan Ming's power and lobbied him to join the group. Zhong Shimao, the leader of the Jingwu regiment, also found Wan Ming and persuaded him to join the group.
Wan Ming waited for the price, and that's what happened today.
"Okay, I'll show you how powerful Junior Brother Xue is." Wu Deyu said.
After trying to get the duck on the shelf, Xue Tongyan stuck it beside the tree and tightened his belt.
Wu Deyu practiced a set of wind and fire palm techniques. With his small and agile figure, he stepped forward and slashed with two palms in a row.
"The palm is not slow, and the magic power is not weak." Zhou Yan had never seen Xue Tong fight in martial arts, and felt that Wu Deyu was difficult to deal with.
Xue Tong's figure swayed and he had avoided the incoming palm.
After completing two levels of the Kite Shadow Technique, he moved quickly and turned to Wu Deyu's side.
Wu Deyu flipped his right palm, changing from a chop to a sweep, and swept over from the waist like a shadow.
Xue Tong deliberately tested his ability to move and dodge, and the wind blew under his feet, swirling around Wu Deyu.
The shadows of Wu Deyu's palms were flying, and each palm was as tight as the other. Xue Tong ran and hid, and his steps were faster and faster. Wu Deyu's fleshy palms brushed against him several times, but he was always half a beat away.
"What's the point of being a rogue and only knowing how to hide?!"
"Cangliu Hui's only skill is to run, haha!" People on Wan Ming's side kept booing and taunting.
But most people, such as Zhou Yan, disagreed deeply. Xue Tong's methods were obviously more than this.
Seeing that the quick attack was ineffective, Wu Deyu changed his technique, swung his arms left and right, and a large dense rain of ice arrows poured out from his palm, shooting at Xue Tong's figure.
A piece of soil the size of a table board suddenly smashed out of the figure, smashing the ice arrow into pieces, and it was in front of Wu Deyu in an instant.
Wu Deyu had no time to dodge and pushed his palm to meet the attack.
"Bang!" The clod of soil fell into pieces. Wu Deyu Tengteng took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, with blood surging in his chest and unable to speak.
"Accept!" Xue Tongqi calmed down and said with cupped hands.
"Well, Junior Brother Xue defeated his opponent with only a defensive earth shield. Needless to say, the difference in strength." Zhou Yan clapped his hands and said.
He then asked: "Is there anyone else who wants to compete? Our Junior Brother Xu is also in the early stage of martial arts."
"Bi, why not!" Wan Ming looked gloomy and turned to signal Xie Chi beside him to fight.
Xu Shichao was one year older than Xue Tong. He was a disciple of the outer sect of Jubao Pavilion and was regarded as a rising star of the Cangliu Society.
Xie Chi has naturally curly hair and is fair and fair. He is from Dengzhou Prefecture. He became Wan Ming's younger brother two years ago, but the boss is the only one who obeys him.
Xu Shichao was taciturn and not good at words, but he was equally clean and neat in his attacks. Facing the fireball blasted by Xie Chi, he slashed hard with his palm, slashed away with the seven-foot wind blade, and knocked Xie Chi down with two punches. Can't get up.
"Are you hurt?" Zhou Yan asked with concern. He didn't want to cause trouble.
"It's okay. I only used 70% of my power, which shocked his internal organs. It's not a big deal." Xu Shichao replied coldly.
"Now you're convinced. The talents of Cangliu Society are undoubtedly number one in our sect. Don't worry, everyone." Zhou Yan said.
"I want to ask Junior Brother Li for advice!" Wan Ming's face was ashen. The people he brought were defeated one after another, and he really couldn't lose face.
Li Ruiguang has been watching the battle coldly. He has no interest in such things, but last time he was treated badly by Yu Jiansheng in the inner city. He spent 7,000 spirit stones and raised the spiritual mastiff for a year in vain. The sect's contribution was deducted. He went to ninety, but the situation of owing seventy points suddenly made him doubly embarrassed. He had no choice but to agree to Zhou Yan to contribute to the Cangliu Society, hoping that he could rely on the gang to take on more tasks in the future and earn contribution points to repay the debt.
According to Yunxiao Sect rules, if a disciple owes a debt to his sect, he must repay the debt at least 20 yuan per year after a grace period of one year. If he violates the rules, his monthly salary will be suspended and his qualifications for sect activities will be cancelled. In particular, he will not be allowed to participate in martial arts competitions!
