Martial Dao of Longevity: I use Qi and blood to add points infinitely

Chapter 15
A few days later, the heavy rain finally stopped.

But there was no fresh air in the air, because the ground was full of mud, and there were many migrating refugees coming and going on the road, emitting some strange smells.

Lu Wangchuan woke up from the meditation, opened his eyes, and two lightning flashes were faintly visible.

"The further you go to the dantian, the purer the body becomes. It seems that it is to transform into a brand new creature. Could it be said that the essence of practice is also another way of life evolution?"

Lu Wangchuan pondered for a moment, then opened the light curtain.

Name: Lu Wangchuan.

Cultivation level: Dantian state.

Qi and blood: 1402.

Gongfa: Dao fetal breathing method (seven layers), Wuji Kendo (four layers), Tiangang Eight Steps (one layer)
Without hesitation, Lu Wangchuan directly added points to Wuji Sword Dao, making it reach the fifth level.

The blood in his body boiled for a while, and Lu Wangchuan felt that the sword intent in his body was deeper, and the five-level Wuji swordsmanship, when used again, was infinitely powerful.

He tried to use Zhan Shenjian to make a move, and with one strike, the skin a foot away from the blade was gnawed off, and the branch full of teeth marks broke on the spot.

"It has been able to emit a trace of sword energy."

Lu Wangchuan was a little surprised, because he didn't cut the branch, which means that the sword energy had already formed a foot away from the sword's edge, which would cause the branch to break.

"In general, the dantian realm can only attach the true energy to the weapon at most, and cannot release the true energy. That is something that only the strong in the secret realm of heaven and man can do. But now I can vaguely do a little bit, it should be It has something to do with exercises and swords."

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people may not be able to cultivate both internal strength and combat martial arts to a relatively high level.

Because they have limited time, unlike Lu Wangchuan, who can only practice one mental method, and Wuji swordsmanship is also different from Splitting Mountain Fist, the cultivation of extraordinary level skills is much more difficult.

If one wants to cultivate to the fifth level of the Wuji Sword Dao while cultivating internal strength, it may take more than ten or twenty years of practice if one has a good comprehension ability.

And I only took less than one-tenth of the time, which can be called a rocket-like speed.

In addition, the Zhan Shenjian given to him by the master has a special material and is extremely sharp, so he can shape the sword energy!

Satisfied, he patted the Zhan Shenjian, put the sword back into the scabbard, and began to rush towards Shenshuizong without any haste.

The reason why he didn't rush there in such a hurry was because he found that he could meet many relocated chambers of commerce along the way, so he could take the opportunity to buy some materials and put them in storage bags.

These chambers of commerce were busy on their way, and they thought it was troublesome to carry the goods, and the place was robbed by others. They wished that someone would buy them with gold and silver. Lu Wangchuan took the opportunity to harvest and bought a lot of materials at preferential prices.

Calculate it this way, when he reaches the Shenshui Sect, he can improve his cultivation a lot.

There is also great competition among sects, the stronger the strength is improved, the more stable one will be.

After only a few minutes of driving, a little girl, about ten years old, was walking towards me on the avenue, with ragged clothes and a pitiful appearance.

"Uncle, please, take me to find my grandma, okay? Wooooooow. I got separated from them."

"Auntie, please."

However, the refugees who are on the way can't protect themselves, who will help her find her parents?
Soon she came to Lu Wangchuan's side, before that dirty little hand touched Lu Wangchuan's clothes, Lu Wangchuan glanced over coldly.

"roll!"

The faint murderous aura revealed on his body made the opponent tremble with fright, and he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, covered in mud and water.

Just at this time, two well-dressed women who had obviously practiced some martial arts came up behind them, and said in a bad mood:
"What are you doing to her? She's just a child."

"A big man, can't he have a kind heart? Come on, little sister, we will take you to find your mother."

"Thank you sister."

The little girl got up and pointed forward.

"My mother should be right in front."

Lu Wangchuan reminded me.

"It's best not to meddle in your own business."

As soon as this remark came out, the two women were even more contemptuous.

"I don't have a heart of benevolence, why don't others have it? Are you still worthy of being a human being?"

Lu Wangchuan shook his head and said no more.

Good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost.

Although the girl was dressed in rags, she was quite plump, and her hair was messy but thick. She didn't look like a malnourished person at all, and she was incompatible with refugees in this troubled world.

And her slightly yellow iris, which is not the color that a normal person should have.

At this time, the little girl turned her head and gave Lu Wangchuan a vicious look, then quickly followed the two girls and disappeared into the crowd in front of her.

Lu Wangchuan continued on his way with a long sword on his back. He was dressed neatly and looked out of place with ordinary disaster victims. Naturally, there were some people with ulterior motives in the crowd who wanted to get closer to him.

However, Lu Wangchuan was not relentless. Anyone who approached him would be killed without mercy. As time passed, no one dared to approach him casually.

In troubled times, the Holy Mother will only cause more troubles, and killing decisively is the only option to avoid troubles.

After driving for twenty or thirty miles, Lu Wangchuan bought enough materials to make two pots of psychic liquid from two convoys from the chamber of commerce. As it was getting late, he planned to find a place to make the psychic liquid.

Far from the main road, he came across a dilapidated temple, and was about to go in to light a fire. Before he entered, he smelled a strong smell of meat with his keen sense of smell.

"Someone?"

He was a little vigilant, closely observed, and could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Inside was a cauldron, still steaming.

Lying on the ground was a naked woman with scars all over her body.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at the woman, and found that she looked familiar. Isn't this the woman who took the little girl to find her mother during the day?

The other woman has disappeared...

It seems that my guess is [-]% correct, that little girl is not a good thing.

He sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

This place was too disgusting, so he decided to boil the spiritual liquid in another place.

But his sigh obviously woke up the other party.

"Who!"

The woman exclaimed, got up from the ground, and looked at Lu Wangchuan outside the door vigilantly, and when she saw Lu Wangchuan's face clearly, her eyes were scarlet instantly, her silver teeth were clenched and creaked.

"It's you! Are you with them?"

Lu Wangchuan shook his head.

"I'm not that tasteless, I just happened to pass by."

"You know that little bitch is a bad guy, why didn't you tell us? Why didn't you tell us clearly?"

Lu Wangchuan said no more, turned around and left.

He had already reminded these two women not to meddle in their own business, they were still mocking him at the time.Now I have to blame myself for why I didn't tell them?It's ridiculous.

In troubled times, what kind of sympathy is there for nothing?

Let's take care of your own life first.

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(End of this chapter)