Zhang Jun killed the old man's disciple, but instead of being angry, the old man actively asked to accept Zhang Jun as his disciple.
This... is unreasonable!
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, Zhang Jun couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Although the old man was so crazy that he forgot his name and identity, his old eyes were really sharp.
"Boy Zhang Jun, stab me with your knife."
The old man lifted up his clothes, revealing his dark and oily belly.
Zhang Jun knew that this was the crazy old man who wanted to prove it to himself, so he did not hesitate, took out the short knife from his waist and stabbed it with all his strength.
Ding~
Zhang Jun felt as if the dagger had been stabbed into an iron plate. The shock made his arm numb, and the tip of the dagger broke and flew away.
And when I lowered my head and looked at the old man's belly, I saw that only a little bit of dirt had been scraped off, and not even a bit of oily skin was broken.
After being shocked, Zhang Jun was a little confused. When the short knife was stabbed into the old man's belly, the old man's body did not emit a strange red light, which seemed different from Dong Chang.
"Hey hey hey."
The old man saw Zhang Jun's doubts and poked his belly a few times with the handle of the brush in his hand, but it was as soft as an ordinary person's.
"That boy Dong Chang cherishes his life and has only tried the art of body refining briefly, so he is just stronger than ordinary people. When he is attacked by an axe, he temporarily uses the power of his blood to make himself more resistant to being cut. But someone with my level can really do it To the point of being invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire, and immensely powerful.”
As he spoke, the old man stretched out a finger and put it on the flame of the oil lamp to heat it. After more than ten breaths, he withdrew his finger. The skin of the fingers was only stained with a layer of putty, and a gentle rub revealed the normal skin color underneath.
Before Zhang Jun could marvel, the old man bent down and took the iron rope that locked his ankle into his hand. With a seemingly casual squeeze of his palm, the iron rope was pinched and changed its shape like mud. Then with a gentle tug, the iron rope was torn off like noodles.
"How about it, my body refining technique is pretty good."
The old man stared at Zhang Jun and asked with pride.
With a pop, Zhang Jun knelt firmly in front of the old man and kowtowed three times.
"I beg you, senior, to accept this boy as your disciple."
The old man did not stop him and waited for Zhang Jun to kowtow before speaking.
"It's really troublesome to accept disciples. It was because I couldn't stand those idiots in the spiritual world, so I wanted to create a method that everyone could practice regardless of their qualifications. Now I'm determined to Soon, this body refining technique will be handed over to you, you just need to practice it according to the steps. However, I want to be upright, but there are some things that I need to explain to you in advance. After listening to this, if you don't want to practice, just give it to me. The techniques are given to those who are willing to practice them.”
"Senior, please speak."
"First of all, as I said before, this body refining technique still needs the last step before it can be completed. At this time, practicing will greatly reduce your life span."
After saying that, the old man grabbed Zhang Jun's wrist and placed his fingers on the pulse gate.
"Hiss~ Boy Zhang, you are so young, why is the loss of essence and blood so serious!"
Zhang Jun felt a pain in his heart and lowered his head.
Not only himself, but also hundreds of people who escaped from Qingzhou together.
Seeing Zhang Jun's appearance, the old man did not continue to ask. He took back his palm and pondered for a long time.
"The art of body refining is to convert the essence and blood in the body into the power of qi and blood, which can be used to temper skin, forge bones, and replace marrow to make the body as hard as copper and iron. The higher the depth of cultivation, the more essence and blood is consumed. . The more essence and blood is lost, the shorter the lifespan will be. When I was imprisoned, I was twenty-nine. Twenty-nine plus forty-three, I am already seventy-two this year, and I am qualified to call myself an old man, hahaha .
At that time, the most powerful fortune teller in the world once showed me my face and predicted that I would live to be one hundred and five years old. One hundred and five minus seventy-two is thirty-three, which is a full loss of thirty-three years of life. This is because I was strong and had strong essence and blood.
With your kid's current physical condition, if he practices the art of body refining, he may only live to be thirty years old at most. It seems that you have no chance with this body refining technique, what a pity! "
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun raised his head and said with firm eyes.
"I am twenty-two this year. Even if I die at the age of thirty, I still have eight years of good life. If I can reach the state of my predecessors, eight years will be enough time to create a home for my friends. Please. Senior taught me the magical skills."
After that, Bang Bang Bang banged his head and kowtowed three times again.
"Have you thought it through?"
the old man asked.
"My mind is made up."
Zhang Jun nodded and replied without hesitation.
"Okay, I won't ask you why you are so obsessed. Your life is your own, so it is up to you to decide. Next, I will talk about my two requests.
First, find a way to complete the last step of the body refining technique and eliminate the shortcomings that reduce longevity. I have no time, so I can only leave it to you.
Secondly, even if the body refining technique is practiced to perfection, it is just like wearing a turtle shell and gaining some brute strength. It is still very different from a monk. Feng Tiannan was called the Crazy Swordsman by his peers. His swordsmanship skills had reached an advanced level, and most of the techniques he created were related to swords. I want you to find Feng Tiannan, learn his sword skills, and then go to the sword pavilion to kill a few sword cultivators, which will be regarded as a tribute to me.
Of course, if you feel embarrassed, just think that I am farting. "
"This junior will never give up. If I break my promise, I will be struck by five thunders..."
"Okay, okay, they are all fools on the road, and oaths are worthless. You can do it if you want to do it, and if you don't want to do it, don't do it. Anyway, I will be dead by then, and I can't control you. I have finished explaining what I have to explain. , while I still have some strength, I will give you a meeting gift. Take off your clothes, turn around and sit down."
Zhang Jun didn't know why the old man asked so, but he still did as he was told.
The old man stretched out a finger and hovered it on the Dazhui point on Zhang Jun's back, and a crystal-clear drop of blood like a gem seeped out from the tip of his finger.
"Be patient, it will hurt a little."
After saying that, he thrust his finger suddenly and inserted the finger tip directly into the Dazhui point.
"Hmm~"
Severe pain came, and even though the old man had warned him, Zhang Jun was mentally prepared, but he still couldn't help groaning, and his body shook as if struck by thunder.
Cold sweat broke out on the old man's face, and the light in his eyes dimmed a bit, but his expression became more and more excited. He smiled and pulled out his finger. After a new drop of essence and blood gathered at the tip of his finger, he inserted his finger arrogantly into Zhang Zhang again. Jun Tao Dao point.
At the same time, the wound at Dazhui point was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
About half an hour later, Zhang Jun gradually got used to the pain that was like tearing out the bones and knocking out the marrow, but the old man behind him still made no next move.
"senior."
Zhang Jun called out and turned around slowly, only to see the old man with his head lowered and no longer breathing.
