Chapter 4: The Past Is Unbearable

The only thing Wang Leng can do every day is to use his long fingernails to draw vertical bars on the wall after two meals to calculate the number of days in the basement.

Such a sad day passed day by day, during which Lu Qiao came several times, trying his best to coerce and entic, but Wang Leng was never moved.

It's just that every time Lu Qiao comes, Wang Leng is beaten a few more times and eats a few fewer steamed buns, but it is a normal thing.

In order to alleviate pain, strengthen the body, and even more so to survive, Wang Leng began to try to use his own qi and blood veins, impacting the meridians around his body, so as to gather in the dantian.

But every time, as soon as his thoughts arose, there were bursts of sharp pain in the dantian.

This pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like countless cold sharp blades, cutting in the dantian, which was really unbearable for him.

And every time I tried, it hurt for a few days, and the pain in my buttocks seemed a little insignificant compared to it.

After a few times, Wang Leng also recognized the current predicament, and he couldn't blindly force it.

So he had an idea and came up with a way to deal with the pain of his skin and flesh after being beaten.

The solution was his buttocks, and after each beating, he tried to heal himself accordingly and activate the pulse in his body.

In this way, although the pain was even worse and there was no progress in the practice, it was able to alleviate the pain of the flesh and skin, and his heart was somewhat comforted.

Until one day, Wang Leng's buttocks were beaten as usual, and he didn't think about luck, and he trembled all over his body.

Under the deep pain, he fell asleep unconsciously, and in a daze, he seemed to dream of his father, who took the valuable things of the family and went to the small restaurant to exchange for wine and drink.

It wasn't until he got drunk that his father returned home and went on a drunken rampage, smashing the empty house to pieces......

His father's business failed and he failed repeatedly, but he had to give up and buy a few acres of thin fields in the southern suburbs of Huangshui City.

However, the farming situation was not good, and his father was not very good at farming, so life was not as good as day by day.

In the end, his father gradually became depressed, drinking all day long, and did not think about the livelihood in the fields, let alone Wang Leng, who was weak and sick at the time.

As a result, their family is becoming more and more decayed, and often they have eaten the last meal and there is no next meal.

Wang Leng remembered that once, his mother couldn't stand it anymore and went to persuade her husband, but he pushed him down, and even beat someone.

At that time, Wang Leng saw his most respected mother fall to the ground, and his eyes were red, regardless of his thin body, he also rushed forward and bit his father's hand fiercely.

It may have been bitten lightly, his father screamed in pain, and the wine woke up a lot.

And he wanted to break Wang Leng's mouth with all his might, but he bit too tightly and couldn't break free.

So his father was in pain, angry, and couldn't help but punch and kick him, until his son passed out, and then he had to stop......

One day later, Wang Leng's father got drunk and stumbled, and he fell into the Sichuan River outside Huangshui City, never to get up again.

This scene happened to be seen by her mother, who was traveling with her, and she jumped into the river to save her husband.

As a result, the husband and wife, because no one rescued them in time, were swept away by the mighty river, and their lives and deaths were unknown......

On the day in Wang Leng's memory, it was raining heavily, and the small courtyard of his house turned into a pool of water in an instant.

Countless water lines in the sky fell down, and then gathered into several streams of water at a low level, and then merged into the ancient well in the courtyard.

Standing in the rain, people can barely breathe, as if they are in water, and there is no air around them.

Wang Leng was thirteen years old at that time, and in later years, he never saw a heavy rain like that day.

He felt that it was the rain god in the sky, who was crying down for his family!

For more than ten years, almost all of Wang Leng's dreams have been scenes of torrential rain and scenes when his parents were swept away by the river......

I don't know how long it took, but he was drenched and gradually woke up from his dream.

"Wait a minute! The waterline gathers into a stream, and the water flows into the ancient well...... What does that mean, what does it mean?"

Recalling the scene in the dream, at this moment, Wang Leng suddenly opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and held his breath.

"If the meridians are compared to water ditches, and the pulse force is compared to water flows, dantian is an ancient well, and the water flow can not only form ancient wells, but also form rivers, or lakes, or seas...... In this way, there is a hundred seas and rivers, and the meaning is endless......"

Thinking of this, Wang Leng suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help but want to scream.

But after he slowly calmed down, he felt that his body was cold, and it turned out that just a moment ago, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

However, the cold of his body could not freeze his fiery heart, so he decided to start all over again, starting with the basics.

After concentrating, he imagined that the blood in the veins of his right hand would slowly flow out from the thenar point at the base of the big female finger, slowly leading to the Shaoshang point at the end of the thumb......

This kind of blood flow, the pulse technique of the eight veins of the strange meridians, came out of a dilapidated ancient book called "Blood Meridian".

In the early years, a wandering poor beggar wandered to the outskirts of Huangshui City.

At that time, this man was poor and starved to death on the street several times, and happened to meet Wang Leng's father, who saw him pitiful and rescued him.

I never thought that in order to repay the kindness, the other party deliberately left the ancient book he carried with him and gave it to Wang Leng's father as a thank you gift.

When saving people, the royal father didn't pay attention to it, and it wasn't until he remembered it afterwards and looked through it that he discovered the special features of that ancient book.

The content recorded in the book involves a certain kind of advanced medical literature, which is the original text of the "Blood Meridian", which has a great history, as well as some insightful annotations and notes.

This is a rare treasure, the royal father himself is highly educated, knows the value of medical works, and often consults the information in the diary, perhaps also wants to learn a little medicine.

Later, for some reason, he even asked the young Wang Leng to study with him.

Strange to say, after Wang Leng followed and studied, his frail and sickly body, although it was not much stronger, allowed him to comprehend the rumored pulse.

The "pulse force" refers to the power of blood in the meridians of the human body when the blood flows all the time.

Through various pulse techniques, after intensive training of the meridian acupoints, the pulse power of the qi and blood flow can be controlled and sublimated, so as to obtain a steady stream of power.

This kind of power can be large or small, calm and soft, or violent and fiery......

When Wang Leng was young, he practiced the rare pulse technique of "Blood Meridian", which integrated the meridians on the limbs, and the pulse power in the meridians was even more profound.

However, since he is self-taught, relying entirely on that Pulse Dao Strange Book, and cultivating alone, it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes, and he has not been able to completely break through to the cultivation realm of the Four Pulse Gates.

Referring to the practice experience of the pulse technique, the meridians of the hands and feet and limbs are opened, and the realm achieved is the four veins, the five internal organs and six internal organs in the human body, and the eight strange meridians...... And so on, and so on, each time you open up the meridian acupuncture points of a part, and you can break through to a higher level of veins.

Different realms, the size of their cultivation ability, are also very different.

Because Wang Leng was working behind closed doors, everything was crossed by himself by feeling the stones, and because of the many tasks in the organization, he lacked good time for cultivation for a long time.

For various reasons, his cultivation progress is very slow, and if he wants to break through, he has no good conditions!

Otherwise, when fighting against Lu Qiao, if Wang Leng broke through the realm of the four veins, the pulse power in his body would not suddenly rebound, and he would not have been defeated so quickly and completely!

As for the backlash of the pulse force, it was the sequelae left by Wang Leng when he was in a hurry after his parents were taken away by the river, and when some meridians in his body were not completely penetrated, he forcibly used his luck to impact the fifth vein.

This also caused the pulse force in his body to be in an unstable state all the time, and it was out of control from time to time......

It can be said that Wang Leng, due to his own uncertain factors, has a certain ability beyond ordinary people, but he is just wandering in the uncontrollable range!