"The peak of three days of external strength?" Cheng Qichuan shook his head, but then nodded: "For the opportunity!"
In the next three days, Cheng Qichuan slept, ate, practiced, practiced, ate, ate and then slept. With hard training every day, his breath-holding time finally increased to thirty breaths. Until noon on the third day, the cultivation level was only one step away from reaching the peak of external strength, but it was only one step away, but it still couldn't be taken.
At night, the breath holding time still stopped at thirty breaths, and I still couldn't take that step.
Cheng Qichuan collapsed to the ground weakly, holding his head and muttering: "It's over, it's over, there are only three hours left, only three hours left!"
"Hey, why are you looking so sad?" Luo Shen looked at Cheng Qichuan's helpless look and asked.
"Sister Luoshen, what will happen if I don't reach the peak of my external strength within three days?" Cheng Qichuan looked at Luoshen Sword with tears in his eyes.
"Of course you are going to die?" Luo Shen said calmly: "If I let you out, there is no chance that someone with evil intentions will come to seize the opportunity."
"So cruel!" Cheng Qichuan pretended to be surprised, then put on a fawning expression, hugging the blade of the Luo Shen Sword: "Sister Luo Shen, you and I are destined. Can you watch me die like this? I Just one step away, just one step, just one step, and I will reach the peak of my external strength!" After saying this, Cheng Qichuan actually started crying again.
"Only one step away? Hahahahaha!" Hearing this, Luo Shen burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Are you still laughing?" Cheng Qichuan punched Luo Shenjian. This punch used almost all his strength and caused strong winds during the blow. However, the sword did not move at all. On the contrary, Cheng Qichuan's fist was sore.
"Hehehe! Show off your fists and embroider your legs!" Luo Shen laughed for a while and then said: "Why don't you have any common sense?"
"common sense?"
"Yes, if you want to step into the inner strength, you must have an inner strength and mental method to condense the true energy. As for the peak of external strength, it is impossible to achieve it without internal strength and mental methods! I didn't expect you to really believe it. Damn, stupid!" After saying this, Luo Shen chuckled again.
"You! You!" Cheng Qichuan pointed at the Luo Shenjian angrily, unable to utter a word for a long time, and finally took a deep breath: "Junior has lost his composure!"
"I have many internal skills and mental methods, but none of them are as good as your Qingcheng sect's Ziyang Divine Skill, Subduing Demons Skill, or your Cheng family's own Sanqing Jue."
"Okay, okay!" Cheng Qichuan nodded, "Then when can I go out?"
"That's all for today. I'll teach you two more things before I leave." Luo Shen said solemnly, "You have only practiced the first form of the Blood Lotus Demonic Skill. Now I will teach you the second form!"
"Blood Lotus Demonic Art!" Cheng Qichuan's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. He swore that he had never told anyone about the Blood Lotus Demonic Art. Even his father had no idea about it because he himself didn't know about it. Is it good or bad. Now this Luo Shen, who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, was able to reveal his secrets, and threatened to teach him the second move... Cheng Qichuan felt that his head was dizzy, as if the whole world was gone. It was torn open, as if in Luo Shen's eyes, he was like a naked baby with no secrets.
"This has something to do with you. I have been with you for thousands of years. What secrets do you have that I don't know? But you don't need to know the cause and effect yet." Luo Shen was still solemn.
"Okay!" Cheng Qichuan also nodded solemnly.
"Cheng Qichuan, it is destiny that you and I meet again. This matter is related to thousands of years of grievances. You must obey me next time!"
Cheng Qichuan nodded solemnly again.
"The Blood Lotus Demonic Skill you practice comes from the Ruyi Sect, the country-protecting sect of the Great Shang a thousand years ago. The Ruyi Sect has a total of five great Lotus Masters, blood, green, purple, yellow and white. Due to some reasons, the Ruyi Sect has You perished together with Dashang, and you are the third reincarnation of the Blood Lotus Master!"
Ruyipai! Ruyipai! This name appeared in Cheng Qichuan's ears again. This sect that has disappeared for thousands of years will be mentioned again by future generations after a thousand years. What kind of disturbance will it cause?
But Cheng Qichuan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he fell silent and listened carefully.
"Everything I told you, including the Blood Lotus Demonic Technique, you are not allowed to tell anyone! Even your family, master, lover... they are not allowed to use the Blood Lotus Demonic Technique unless absolutely necessary."
"Why?" Cheng Qichuan was very confused.
"Wouldn't that Wu Duanqi call you the devil of the evil sect when he saw the Blood Lotus Demonic Art? Moreover, the Blood Lotus Demonic Art is a physical technique that uses its own magic power to gradually relieve the burden and restrictions on the body. But now you have demonic energy It's not enough, but you forcefully use the first form of the Blood Lotus Demonic Skill, and it's already backfired on you where you can't see it."
