Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 55: Qi and Blood Martial Arts
"Standing practice is the foundation, and breathing techniques are the root. Both are indispensable. This secret manual has been altered and cannot be trusted. If you practice it incorrectly, you won't even know how you died."

One of the seventh-rank masked warriors said with a grim expression.

Everyone knows that martial arts secrets can lead to huge mistakes even if they are slightly off the mark. Any mistake in them may cause irreparable damage to the body.

This is also the reason why no one paid attention to the skinny guy selling the secret book in the black market.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill him."

A masked man raised the knife in his hand and was about to chop Du Chong to vent his anger.

boom!
Zhong Lin used a caltrop to push his blade away and said coldly, "Foolish! How can we perfect the secret manual if we kill him? You two, take him with you and let's go to another place."

The only two eighth-grade warriors did not dare to delay. They carried Du Chong on the left and right and followed Zhong Lin. The others also put away their weapons and quickly followed.

After a few jumps, everyone entered a hidden courtyard. The place was remote and the nearby residents had already fled their hometown.

"Haha...ahem..."

Du Chong was thrown to the ground roughly. At this time, he already knew that he would die today, and he also showed the courage that an elite child of a noble family should have.

"My Du family's blood coagulation technique is something you, a bunch of lowly people, can get your hands on? Even if you capture me, it's useless. Do you dare to practice it? Haha..."

Du Chong's wild laughter was full of hysteria and was also the madness of the last moment of his life.

The masked men around him were also silent. This was why they had no intention of interrogating Du Chong. Even if they could get the answer out of him, who would know whether it was true or not?

This is not a math problem. If you make a mistake, you can just correct it.

Martial arts secrets are different, especially blood coagulation techniques. If you practice them incorrectly, you may suffer from hemiplegia at best, or even boiling blood and sudden death on the spot at worst.

"You really think I can't do anything to you? If you fall into my hands, I will make you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

The masked man who was about to chop Du Chong with a knife stood up directly. He walked in front of Du Chong and pressed his arms, shoulder blades, thighs, ankles and other parts with his hands. Finally, he removed his jaw. With a series of snapping sounds, Du Chong's limbs began to twist in irregular shapes.
Du Chong, who was laughing wildly, turned pale in an instant, his face became distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes were soaked with sweat in just a moment.

However, his jaw was removed and he could only make whimpering sounds.

Everyone focused their attention on Zhong Lin, waiting for his next move.

Zhong Lin also slowly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.

"Thankfully, we made some preparations early on. Otherwise, we might have returned empty-handed. I managed to break his bones back."

The thing in the porcelain bottle is the love potion that Zhong Lin asked Old Man Xu to prepare, and the formula was personally modified by Zhong Lin, making it an enhanced version.

The effect is similar to the "obedient water" in the previous life, which can put people into a half-awake and half-asleep state, and then extract secrets from them.

Originally, according to Zhong Lin's plan, if he couldn't find the secret book, he would kidnap a child from a noble family, and then use this thing to torture him to find out the third-grade blood coagulation technique. Now it just happened to be useful.

Du Chong, whose bones had been broken, had already turned into a puddle of mud, lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Zhong Lin stepped forward, squatted down, took out a pill from the porcelain bottle and stuffed it into his mouth. However, in just a moment, Du Chong's eyes became blurred.

"Come, recite the breathing method of Chiyang Zhuang Gong silently." Zhong Lin's voice drifted in Du Chong's ears.

After Du Chong muttered twice, his mouth opened and closed, and a difficult-to-understand sound came out.

"Extreme stillness leads to the return of Yang, the divine knowledge of medicine and the secret of spiritual enlightenment.

The sun is just born and tender, so don't pick it; the medicine is solid and full of light at fifteen.

When the time comes, pick them quickly and don't miss it. If you wait for too long, you will not be able to pick them.

......"

As Du Chong spoke, everyone gathered around the secret book, comparing each spot one by one. Every time they found a corresponding spot, their breathing quickened. "Stop!"

Suddenly, Zhong Lin shouted loudly, and Du Chong stopped talking.

The five masked men looked at Zhong Lin with either anger or confusion, not knowing what Zhong Lin was up to.

"Everyone..."

Zhong Lin spoke again in his old voice, "I don't need to tell you how precious the blood coagulation technique is. I'm willing to share it with you, but I'm not someone who will take advantage of me so easily, am I right?"

"How are you doing?"

"I won't take advantage of you. Take out the things in your packages and I'll take any one of them. How about that?" Zhong Lin said with a smile.

Each of these masked men had a bulging package on him. It was obvious that they had made a lot of gains from the Du family. It would be a waste not to take some money from them. After all, it was just a case of thieves robbing thieves, so they would not give up the free stuff.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were filled with reluctance.

"Okay, I agree." A seventh-rank masked man said in a hoarse voice, "I have been pursuing the blood coagulation technique for twenty years and don't want to miss this opportunity again."

As he spoke, he took off the package behind him and spread it on the ground.

There were gold, silver, jewelry and other things inside, nothing else.

Zhong Lin also took out a gold cake weighing twenty taels.

Seeing this, the others stopped struggling and opened their packages, allowing Zhong Lin to take them.

There is no other way. I am at the mercy of others. This is the only way. They are still counting on Zhong Lin to obtain the complete "Chiyang Zhuang Gong".

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhong Lin is very powerful and they can't beat him.

Five people.

A piece of gold cake, a black dagger, and three martial arts.

The dagger was pitch black, as if it could absorb even light. The blade emitted a cold light, and a slight flick of the finger actually cut Zhongli's finger.

You have to know that Zhong Lin is a warrior at the seventh level of the Bone Tempering Realm. Even arrows can't break his defense, but now his finger was cut by a dagger. It can be called a magical weapon!

If this dagger is used to perform an instant kill, the lethality will be greatly enhanced.

When Zhong Lin chose this dagger, the owner of the dagger felt his heart bleeding.

The other three are martial arts, all of which were snatched from the Du family.

"Red Sun Palm", "Eight Steps to Chase the Cicada", "Hibiscus and Golden Needle"

There was a palm technique, a footwork technique, and a hidden weapon technique, but the one that surprised Zhong Lin the most was the "Red Sun Palm".

This is a palm technique that matches the "Chiyang Posture", a martial art of qi and blood, which cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts.

"Is that okay now?"

"of course."

Zhong Lin was satisfied.

"Chiyang Zhuang Gong" was quickly completed, and the five masked men each used their own methods to copy it without any delay.

(End of this chapter)