Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 32: The cone is in the bag, and its end is immediately visible (32 in 4)

Ye Chengxiao's hand was taken off by someone?

"Is it broken or folded?"

Mu Cha tilted his head back and hummed a few times:

"I'm not sure about that, but I saw Chief Escort Zhang ask someone to bring him medicine and tell him to rest for a few days, saying there's no rush for a breakthrough."

Li Cunxiao immediately had an idea in his mind, and then he tried to ask a few more questions from another angle, and managed to get the whole picture of the incident from his brother.

It turned out that yesterday, Shen He invited a group of fellow disciples to his home for a banquet. The third lady Zhang Yuelu returned at dusk, but the others stayed until the first quarter of the night.

Ye Chengxiao and Xiao Mei left together in a car, but did not return home immediately. Instead, they went to another place and had a few more drinks.

It is hard to say what happened in between, but when Ye Chengxiao was returning home alone at the second watch, he was robbed by several drunk gang gamblers. In the melee, he broke his arm.

"Although a Qi and Blood warrior is invincible against ordinary people, he is still an ordinary person after all. He is not like a second-level muscle warrior like Shen He, who has extraordinary power."

"No matter how gifted you are, if you are attacked, you will inevitably get hurt."

"However, this fracture will only delay Ye Chengxiao's recovery for four or five days at most. After that, he can still try to break through the muscles."

"What a shame! Why isn't it broken or disabled? Then there will be no one to accompany me."

Thinking of this, he accidentally saw Mu Cha. Seeing that his elder brother was lost in thought, Mu Cha did not interrupt him. Instead, he rested his hands on his chin, and his eyes were full of admiration and worship.

Li Cunxiao was suddenly shocked.

When did I become like this?

He subconsciously closed his eyes and sensed the vajra in his mind.

A faint golden light lingered, and the throne and lotus on the single-branched vajra sparkled, as if they were holy objects held in the hands of gods and Buddhas.

The demon-subduing pestle can eliminate external demons, but it cannot eliminate internal demons.

What kind of person you become and what you accomplish ultimately depends on yourself. Even if you have a golden finger, it is only an aid.

Li Cunxiao suddenly had an idea, but he couldn't put it into words for a while.

"No matter what, let's break through first."

"Only after becoming the chief escort's disciple, breaking through the muscles, and having a place in the world, can we talk about the future."

Thinking of this, Li Cunxiao asked his younger brother to play in the yard for a while while he went to practice martial arts in the house and asked him to wait for a while.

Mu Cha nodded like a little adult, closed the door, held a broom in his hand, held his head high and chest out like a general, and looked around the yard.

I will protect you, big brother!

"Silly boy"

Li Cunxiao chuckled, closed the window, stood with his hips apart, and made tiger claws with his hands, just like a standing meditation posture.

When Qi and blood are in perfect condition, it is the great circulation of Qi and blood. We need to control the Qi and blood to flow through the meridians throughout the body, and finally pass through the top of the head and come down, forming a circular Qi and blood network that covers the entire body.

Of course, as the saying goes, if the circulation is unobstructed there will be no pain, and if there is pain there is obstruction. Qi is stored in blood, and blood flows throughout the body, naturally including the brain.

In other words, Qi and blood already flow through the brain, but with that little natural amount, it would take ages to complete the full circulation. Therefore, the difficulty of this stage lies in the amount of Qi and blood entering the brain:

If it is too small, it will not be strong enough to provide protection;

If the symptoms are too severe, it is commonly known as "being high". In mild cases, the patient may become irritable and crazy, or even have a concussion, and in severe cases, the brain stem may be damaged.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, even a genius like Ye Chengxiao can only work slowly. However, people with good bones have stronger endurance and more opportunities to try every day, so they will naturally be faster.

But Li Cunxiao didn't have to go through so much trouble.

"Vajra!"

With a low cry in his heart, the light on the single-legged pestle suddenly dissipated and turned into a light and ethereal air that enveloped his brain.

In an instant, the qi and blood in the body were like a river rising in summer, boiling and surging in the limbs and bones, and the qi and blood naturally filled and penetrated the countless meridians and flesh in the body.

Li Cunxiao could clearly feel that his muscles and fascia were becoming stronger and more powerful, his bones were becoming more solid and sturdy, and even under his skin, there seemed to be a new layer of "skin" rapidly interweaving like a spider web.

When the entire area below the neck is full, qi and blood naturally flow into the head.

Call ~
There was no feeling of being bombarded or having a mental shock. Everything happened naturally, just like the last piece of a puzzle had been filled in, and my whole body felt relaxed.

Wherever qi and blood flow, everything is natural and swift.

With a thought, his arms, thighs and calves became thicker, his trapezius muscles bulged, and his thick five fingers clenched into fists, pounding his chest.

In an instant, a subtle rebound force was felt, and only a dull drum sound was heard in the ears.

Li Cunxiao couldn't help but smile on his purple-red face covered with blue veins. The corners of his mouth were stretched, and visible heat flowed out from his sharp white teeth.

It became.

Those with small circulation of qi and blood can only enter the explosive state for a short period of time, with a force of nearly 700 to 800 kilograms, while those with large circulation have a solidified explosive state as the norm, and their control over strength is perfect.

Not only does any attack land on the body, the Qi and blood will automatically protect it, as if there is an extra layer of net under the skin. Moreover, with this foundation, the body can also burst out with greater strength and faster speed.

The force is as strong as a thousand pounds, and the speed is faster than a galloping horse. Converted to this, it is almost close to the strength and speed limit of humans in the previous life.

But this is only the foundation of martial arts in this world.
With a creak, the door opened. Mu Cha turned around and saw Li Cunxiao, who had returned to normal.

"Brother, why do I feel like you've gotten taller and bigger than before?"

Li Cunxiao had a big frame and was about 1.7 meters tall before he joined the escort agency.

After the food improved, he started practicing martial arts again. In a month, his height grew rapidly, and after a breakthrough, he was over 1.8 meters tall.

Their bodies were so tall and strong that the original round-necked robes were a bit short. Fortunately, the ancients wore large clothes so that they would not become tights.

But perhaps the biggest change was his face. In the past, due to lack of food and clothing, his face was fleshless, and Li Cunxiao's bones were very prominent, giving him the appearance of a fierce character.

Now that his face has a little more flesh, he looks less like a leopard and more like a tiger?

"When practicing martial arts, your body will grow faster."

Li Cunxiao only explained briefly, then squatted down in front of his brother, his expression becoming serious:
"Brother, I can't take you out to play today, but I have an important favor to ask of you."

Mu Cha was a little disappointed at first, but when he heard it was an important matter, his face immediately became serious:
"Is it something important?"

"It's very important, even more important than us brothers joining the escort agency."

"If this is successful, you can study with Zhang Que'er and meet your elder brother more often."

"But haven't I been studying with Que'er?"

"It's different," Li Cunxiao said with a deep look.

No longer as a servant, but as Li Cunxiao's younger brother;
It is an active solicitation and show of goodwill, rather than a handout that can be taken back at any time.

Before today, Mu Cha was at most a servant of the Zhang family, a slave in another sense.

Although he calls himself a bodyguard, he is actually burdened with the huge yoke of "the favor of the chief escort leader".

As long as he doesn't repay the escort leader's kindness, he will always be that lucky restaurant waiter - but if he becomes a sought-after talent, a thousand-mile horse, all this will change fundamentally!

Mu Cha was only ten years old, and his mind wasn't full of twists and turns. Studying with Zhang Que'er was certainly fun, but if he had to choose, he'd rather stay with his eldest brother. As long as it was something his eldest brother instructed, Mu Cha wouldn't ask why, but would simply follow his eldest brother's instructions without compromise.

Li Cunxiao trusted Mu Cha, just as he trusted him. When he saw his brother's eyes, he did not hesitate any longer, took out a letter from his pocket, and solemnly instructed:

"Give this letter to the Third Lady Zhang Yuelu in person, and don't let anyone know."

“Remember, it’s anyone.”

Mu Cha took the letter, put it close to his chest, and nodded vigorously:
"I understand. Even if Zhang Que'er comes, I won't tell her!"

Looking at his brother who disappeared outside the door, Li Cunxiao felt a pang of filial piety.

When it comes to such personal matters, even he, who is usually calm, can't help but feel distracted.

The safest way he could think of was to let Mu Cha pass it on to Zhang Yuelu, who would then tell Zhang Lishi.

Ye Chengxiao’s attack sounded a wake-up call for him - the higher a genius stands, the greater the danger he faces.

During the days since he returned to the escort agency, he had been paying close attention to and inquiring about potential competitors and Zhang Lishi's disciples.

Although Ye Chengxiao was gifted, he was only a branch of the Ye family. Since ancient times, it was not uncommon for the weak trunk to be replaced by the strong branches, and for the small clan to replace the big clan.

Although the eldest son of the Ye family is well-known, can he really tolerate someone who could be both a helper and a threat?
He can tolerate it, can Ye's mother tolerate it? Can his brother-in-law tolerate it?
An accidental attack by gang thugs?

Li Cunxiao would never believe it.

Ye Chengxiao had his parents to support him, but he still couldn't escape the beatings. Li Cunxiao had no one to rely on in the escort agency, so how could he not be cautious?

The more people who know about the breakthrough of Qi and blood perfection, the more dangerous it becomes.

If my younger brother wasn't just a servant with such a low status, it would have been better to tell Zhang Lishi directly.

However, the other party is in a high position and has too much power to spare, so it is difficult for him to take a child's words seriously, so this approach is not feasible.

In short, his idea was to only let Zhang's father and daughter know about his training progress, and not to make it public after obtaining the training resources and seductive magic.

This would ensure safety without slowing down his training progress. Without the burden of being labeled a genius, he could handle more things with ease.

And when Li Cunxiao stood under the public's gaze again, he must have been a warrior of the second level of muscle, with a powerful backer behind him.

When the time comes, he will take everything a genius should have into his arms without any hesitation.

It was getting dark and the sun was setting in the west.

Zhang Yuelu stood in her yard, quietly looking at the clusters of autumn chrysanthemums.

"Autumn bushes surround the house like those of Tao's, the sun gradually sets around the fence. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, but when this flower blooms, there are no other flowers left."

The maidservant Qiuju heard this and didn't think Sanniang was teasing her:

"Who are you thinking about, my lady?"

"I wonder if Ye Chengxiao can still bloom in spite of the frost like this autumn chrysanthemum after this blow."

Zhang Yuelu picked a goldenrod casually.

Children of wealthy families certainly have many advantages in learning martial arts, but at most they just start faster than ordinary people. If they want to go further, famous teachers, famous medicines, and more importantly, personal will are indispensable.

While benefiting from family resources, they were also inevitably trapped by family infighting. Many children of prominent families were neither high nor low in martial arts training, while people like her eldest brother Shi Tie, who came from humble backgrounds, had no support and therefore no ties.

Zhang Lishi taught him martial arts, and Shi Tie devoted himself to practicing, grabbing the upward rope and climbing desperately. Feng Sheng, who came from a humble family, was similarly savvy.

For people with perfect qi and blood, a fracture is just a minor injury and can be recovered in three to five days.

More importantly, is the identity of the attacker and Ye Chengxiao's subsequent response.

The eldest son of the Ye family? The legitimate mother of the Ye family? Or the Murong family, the Xiao family?
Are you timid and distracted, or are you persevering and striving to catch up?

"Alas, it's all dog-eat-dog."

Zhang Yuelu sighed, but saw Mu Cha trotting towards him in the distance, holding a tray.

"Sister Yuelu, I brought you some osmanthus cake. Sister Qiuju, why are you here too?"

Seeing Mu Cha's eyes darting around, Qiu Ju was both angry and amused:

"You heartless little thing! Where would I be if I wasn't with Miss Sanniang?"

As he said this, he squatted down and rubbed the other person's pretty face vigorously, and the already rosy skin became even redder.

"I was wrong, Sister Qiuju, I was wrong."

Mu Cha had a bitter face and thought it was a bad decision.

I finally got the chance to send some cakes from another maid, but I used up all the remaining small bag of candied fruits.

Sister Qiuju is really troublesome. How can I get rid of her?
"Okay Qiuju, go check if Que'er has finished her homework today."

"That's perfect! I'm going to call Father for dinner. Mu Cha, why don't you hurry up and follow me?"

Qiuju rubbed Mu Cha's face hard one last time before leaving with a smile.

Zhang Yuelu led Mu Cha for a few steps until they reached a deserted path between Zhang's residence and the escort agency. Then he looked at the boy beside him and said mischievously:

"Do you have something to say to your sister?"

"Ah? How did you know?!"

Mu Cha was startled, and Zhang Yuelu looked at the puzzled expression on the little face and felt very amused for a moment.

But at the same time, I felt a little emotional. I wish such a cute and clever boy was my younger brother.

How about waiting until he grows up, and if he has a talent for martial arts, asking his father to adopt Mu Cha as his adopted son?
Que'er likes this little guy very much. Then, Li Cunxiao will be able to benefit from his younger brother. Not only will he have the resources to practice martial arts, but he will also be able to get a job as an accountant or something like that. He won't have to escort goods out and work hard to make a living.

The more Zhang Yuelu thought about it, the more she felt it was appropriate. She was just about to sound out Mu Cha when she saw him carefully take out a folded letter. While taking it, he looked around furtively.

"This is?"

Zhang Yuelu took the letter but did not open it immediately. The smile on her face faded a little.

Who asked this child to pass the letter to her?

What do you want?
Could it be Shen He?

Or is it Li Cunxiao who has become quite famous recently?
Is he trying to take credit for it, or is he just getting carried away and having some inappropriate thoughts?

Mu Cha was a smart kid. When he saw the other person's expression was not right, he immediately explained:
"My eldest brother said that this letter can only be read by the Third Lady and the Chief Escort, and not to be known to anyone else."

Just for me and my dad?
Zhang Yuelu's eyes softened a bit. According to her understanding, Li Sanlang did not like to hang out with others, and he never missed any martial arts training at the escort agency.

Ever since Mu Cha entered the Zhang Mansion, he never asked his brother for anything.

What's the important matter that requires such euphemism in delivering the message?

Out of trust in Li Cunxiao's past reputation, she finally opened the letter under Mu Cha's nervous gaze. The first sentence that caught her eye, the only sentence on the entire piece of paper, made her heart skip a beat:
"Dear Third Lady, I have reached the state of perfect Qi and Blood cultivation and would like to ask for a favor from the Chief Escort. Please pass on the message. Thank you very much."

Zhang Yuelu's expression changed for a moment, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, which made Mu Cha unconsciously take a few steps back. But before he could move, he was grabbed by the other party and ran towards him:

"Come on! Follow me to see my father!"

(End of this chapter)