I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 78
As time passed, the iron corpse's body gradually decayed, and the ghost-faced man couldn't help but sigh, as if he was regretting something.

Finally, one day, the ghost-faced man suddenly stopped the iron corpse, inserted his hand directly into the chest of the iron corpse, and took out a red glass bead.

The iron corpse fell down suddenly, while the ghost-faced man clutched the beads and whispered: "What a pity, sigh, helpless, there is no way!
The corpse jade you raise has the possibility of progress, but I need this jade as a guide to help me quickly grow a red corpse, and in the future, I will refine the bronze corpse king to protect the Tao. Time does not wait for me. "

The surroundings gradually became dark and unknown. When Song Boyu regained consciousness, he found that the waning moon above his head was shrouded in clouds and mist. A trace of moonlight fell through the clouds and mist, washing his whole body and gradually clearing his mind.

There wasn't much that could be saved from this experience. Song Boyu hesitated for a while and chose to keep the memory of Iron Corpse's ignorance and birth of Corpse Jade.

"The so-called corpse jade is actually a treasure produced by the zombie body to replace the soul. This kind of thing involves some deep-seated principles of the soul. The stone from the mountain can attack jade, which may be of reference for me to refine my soul. "

Other memories gradually faded away, and only the memory of the body giving birth to a new soul was remembered by Song Boyu.

He was hanging in mid-air, with five bubbles spinning around him, thinking quietly, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"A corpse can only give birth to corpse jade, but if it is the body of a living person, what will be born in this way?

This matter is worthy of careful study, and then combined with the "Concentration of Mind as Gold" and "Gathering of Mind as Stone Skill", it may produce unexpected changes!

The cave in the dream should be the lair of the Ghost-Faced Man. Unexpectedly, it is located under Changning Street. This danger must be eliminated.

However, I can't do it now, I have to reach the Great Perfection of Divine Power as soon as possible and break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm before I can take any action! "

With a plan in mind, Song Boyu once again chose Wen Xiaoxian's dream and continued to practice and deduce spiral energy in the dream.

After these days of deductions, as well as today's practice of killing infanticide, Song Boyu has made great progress in the use of spiral energy.

This kind of progress is like doing hundreds of math problems in a row, and suddenly mastering a certain problem type and understanding everything.

In the dream, Song Boyu found that he had become extremely skilled and relatively easy in the operation of spiral energy.

He has been able to condense the spiral energy with one hand, which can be separated from the body four feet without scattering. After exploding with a bang, an explosion and high heat will be generated within three feet.

Facing the heat wave and bright light in front of him, Song Boyu smiled: "This spiral energy can hurt others but not yourself. It is considered to be perfect.

In close combat, it can be called a killing move!
If you want to increase the power and safe distance, it won't be possible in a short time.

I should now focus on opening up the meridians in my limbs, strengthening my muscles and bones, and keeping my viscera clear, so I can complete it as soon as possible! "

After making up his mind, Song Boyu continued to practice in his dream.

The next day, he insisted on going to the martial arts gym for a long time. Xun Feipeng came back with a lot of goods and distributed them to him and Ba Ang.

"Today is the New Year. Our martial arts school will be closed tomorrow and will not reopen until the Lantern Festival."

At noon, Xun Feipeng said to the disciples in the martial arts hall.

"Master, let us study for a little longer."

"Master Song's guidance has been quite good in the past few days. I feel that the Dzogchen of Hardness and Softness is not far away, and I am willing to study for a few more days."

"That's right, that's right. How about keeping the martial arts school open during this period?"

……

Upon hearing this, all the apprentices were reluctant and spoke one after another.

Xun Feipeng laughed and scolded: "You killers, even if you don't want to rest, you still have to give Boyu and Baang some rest. Let's do this, I won't rest during this period and will risk my life to practice martial arts with you!"

When everyone heard this, they all stopped and wanted Professor Song Boyu to guide him.

Seeing this, Song Boyu smiled and said, "In that case, before the 28th, I came every morning. After the seventh day of the new year, I will come every morning too. How about it?"

Everyone cheered, Xun Feipeng felt a bit appetizing, and he, the owner of the museum, didn't teach how to be appreciative.

But he was so big-hearted that he forgot about it in an instant. He smiled and said to Song Boyu, "Boyu, you are such a good brother."

Song Boyu smiled and didn't say much. He had received a lot of help from Xun Feipeng, and it was natural for him to help him at this time.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Song Boyu and Xiu Niang are cutting paper together and preparing to put up the door curtain.

These days, his life is very fulfilling. In the morning, he teaches martial arts to his disciples. In the afternoon, he concentrates on transporting the essence and circulating the meridians. In the evening, he practices Yijin and Bone Strengthening, using his own powerful pure yang essence to train the muscles and bones.

In his dream, Song Boyu transformed into an iron corpse every day, trying his best to find out the situation of the evil cultivator in the underground cave. He also attacked the ghost-faced evil cultivator many times to test his strength and tricks and find his flaws.

He would also enter Wen Xiaoxian's dream and directly consult Jiao Tianyu, who was born in a wealthy family of immortals, to discuss the situation and weaknesses of the ghost-faced evil cultivator.

Therefore, Song Boyu also learned a common sense in the practice world, that all practices have a price.

Basic mental skills, powerful spells, and magical spiritual objects will all have minor or major sequelae.

He focused on finding the cost and weaknesses of ghost-faced evil cultivators practicing mental methods.

It wasn't until today, the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, that he found time to clean the house with Xiu Niang, put up the door curtains, couplets for the Spring Festival, and prepare for the New Year.

The two went to Xun Feipeng, Ba Ang and Du Xuexue's house early in the morning to pay New Year's greetings and give gifts.

When Du Xuexuu saw Song Boyu, he took him to the study and closed the door.

After pacing around, Du Xuexuan sighed and said:

"Boyu, even if you don't come, I'm going to go to your place after the new year. You've been focusing on practicing martial arts recently, and you won the Golden Chamber Fighting Championship. It's really not a bad thing.

But one should not be brave and aggressive. I have also heard about the deadly fight at Wanmen Martial Arts School that day. You must remember Fu Jun’s teachings and fight less.

You can win today, but can you win for the rest of your life?There are always people out there who are braver and crueler than you. What will happen to you then?
After all, hanging out in a martial arts hall is not a long-term solution. Even if you can build the foundation of Dzogchen, what can you do?
Listen to my advice, except for cultivating immortality and becoming a Taoist and studying to become an official, everything else is inferior!
Since we don't have the spiritual qualifications, we should study hard and take the civil service examination first and then become an official. This is the path to higher grades. "

Song Boyu understood that the teacher said so much to him because he was really doing it for his own good. He bowed and replied: "Teacher, I understand. In the spring of this year, I will return to my hometown to observe filial piety, and I will definitely take the civil service examination the year after that."

Du Xuexuu heard what Song Boyu said, touched his beard, and finally smiled: "Okay, okay, just understand the importance. After the new year, I will also go to the prefecture to take the state examination. Both of us, the master and the apprentice, must work hard and compete." A lifetime of wealth and status, a direct expression of one’s strategic ambitions!”

After bidding farewell to Du Xuexue, Song Boyu and Xiu Niang returned to their home. They also went to look at the mud-roofed house next door, but it was still empty.

The two of them cleaned up the mud-tile house that Old Man Wu rented, and also put up red door curtains and Spring Festival couplets. Xiu Niang couldn't help but sigh: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, why hasn't Old Man Wu come back yet?"

Song Boyu was also a little disappointed. Ever since he knew that there was such a person who seemed to be a monk, he had always wanted to ask for advice. Moreover, the puppet given to him by Uncle Wu had saved him twice, but he had not yet thanked him in person.

The two of them had just closed the door and were about to lock it when they suddenly heard a familiar old voice: "Boyu, Xiuniang, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)