Chapter 8 The Road to Cultivation is Long
Xia Feng's words surprised Cang Wen, "Martial arts? Do you want to practice? ”
Xia Feng nodded, if a few minutes ago, Xia Feng might have chosen to make a business legend in this world, but after listening to Cang Wen's words, he changed his mind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the past, Xia Feng, in such a civilization as the core of the economy, he was a strong man standing at the pinnacle, and now when he came to this world, he also wanted to become a real strong man in this world, and the strong man recognized by this world relied on force!
"Feng'er, the road to cultivation is long, practicing martial arts is an extremely painful and boring thing, are you sure you want to practice martial arts? You are gifted and intelligent, and the possibility of you becoming a good shopkeeper will be much easier than becoming a martial artist, are you sure you still want to practice martial arts? ”
Xia Feng nodded solemnly.
To be a good shopkeeper? Xia Feng's business acumen, if he just wants to be a good shopkeeper, it is too overkill.
"Okay, but Uncle Cangwen is leaving tomorrow, and it may be a few years if he leaves, and he can't teach you martial arts in person, so I'll arrange you to the best martial arts gym under my name and find the best martial arts teacher to teach you!" Cang asked.
"Thank you, Uncle Cangwen, however, Feng'er prefers to cultivate by herself, as long as Uncle Cangwen allows me to look through your library at any time, and I can go to the Yanwu Academy to practice at any time." Xia Feng said.
Xia Feng doesn't like to be taught by hand, he prefers to read books, the books that have been passed down from those times, after taking their essence, they can become their own things, the so-called teacher, just need to mention himself occasionally.
"Good!" Cang Wen agreed, he didn't expect Xia Feng to practice anything.
"The path of cultivation is definitely unbearable, maybe this kid is just a whim, and he will give up in a few days." Cang Wen thought to himself.
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Time flies......
It has been half a year since Cang Wen left Wenshanling, in the past half a year, Xia Feng has gradually adapted to this body and the life of this world, and the relationship with his mother Yunxue is getting better and better.
The rest of the time, Xia Feng locked himself in Cangwen's library and flipped through the books.
Sometimes, it doesn't come out for two or three days.
The frightened mother Yun Xue thought that Xia Feng had turned back into dementia.
Reading books is obsessed, the current Xia Feng needs too much knowledge, this is an unknown world, but like the earth, it is a world where the strong are respected, the difference is that the earth worships technology, and this world worships force.
Xia Feng started too late, and he had to finish the structure of the entire world in the shortest possible time.
"Wenshan Ridge is a sub-ridge belonging to Zongming County, Zongming County also has 7 sub-ridges similar to Wenshan Ridge, 7 sub-ridges and a county town to form Zongming County, and Zongming County is a sub-county of Nanyang Province, and there are 10 sub-counties similar to Zongming County, and then go up, it is Donghe Province, Beihua Province, and Xisha Province that are on a par with Nanyang Province, these four major provinces constitute the largest empire in this Xingyue continent - Xingyue Empire."
"It seems that the Wenshan Ridge where I am located is only a very small place!" Xia Feng flipped through another book and read it again.
"Well, this book is about martial arts, some of the most basic things, the martial arts of this world is divided into ranks, when a person cultivates to a certain stage, he can trigger the power of heaven and earth to become a real martial artist, the rank of the martial artist is very clear, the lowest level is the "fighter level", and the fighter level is divided into three levels, bronze fighter - silver fighter - gold fighter; Then there is the "Walker Class", and the Walker Class is also divided into Bronze Walker - White Bank - Gold Walker; Then there is the "Spiritual Cultivation Level", the spiritual cultivation level is quite rare in Zongming County, and the status is quite high, for example, Uncle Cangwen's "Golden Walker Level" is also a top master in the entire Zongming County, and the spiritual cultivation level is extremely rare, Xia Feng began to understand how difficult it should be for Uncle Cangwen to break through to the "Spiritual Cultivation Level", and there are very few masters like Zongming County.
He is the lifelong goal of the vast majority of martial artists, and the "Transformation Spirit True Monarch" who is higher than the "Spirit Master" is at least the suzerain level of a generation of sects, and very few people in the entire empire have cultivated to the "Transformation Spirit True Monarch", and in the eyes of many ordinary martial artists, cultivating to the "Transformation Spirit True Monarch" is something they dare not hope for. , As for the legendary "Star Venerable", it is simply a god-like existence, and ordinary people don't want to see it! ”
"Well, if you want to become a martial artist, you must first temper your body, it is said that if you can stimulate the power of heaven and earth to become a bronze fighter, you can kill a giant bear with one punch, which is unimaginable in the previous earth, this is still the lowest rank among martial artists, a gold-level fighter, can smash thousands of catties of boulders with one punch!" Xia Feng secretly set a goal for himself, "Although Uncle Cangwen has a lot of internal martial arts and martial arts cheats here, these are not the time, I started too late, I must first lay a good foundation for my body in order to accumulate thick and thin!" The physical strength of the people in this world is much stronger than that of the earthlings, and I want to cultivate my physical body to the extreme strength before breaking through to the fighter level! ”
Time turns, and another year has passed......
In this year, Xia Feng runs ten laps along the outer circle of Wenshanling every day, although Wenshanling is a small place, but the area is still very large, run around the periphery of Wenshanling, it is hundreds of miles! Ten laps is thousands of miles!
At the beginning, Xia Feng was exhausted after ten laps a day, and his body was almost collapsed, but he gritted his teeth and sought a breakthrough in the limit! Later, it only took one morning to finish, and later, it only took 1 hour, until later Xia Feng was still not satisfied, and simply added a hundred pounds of weight to himself to feel pressure!
"Sure enough, the limit of human energy in this world is much higher than that of earthlings, and the physical pressure that can be withstood is also much higher!" Xia Feng has become more and more aware of his physical strength during this time, "It's time to learn swordsmanship!" ”
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In the martial arts training ground of Cangwen's mansion, the sound of metal collision and the shouts of young men are heard every day from morning to night!
"Whew!" Xia Feng looked at the black iron stakes in front of him that had been cut out of sword marks, "The strength training will be suspended for a moment." ”
The black iron pile pier is a primary pile pier made of black iron for martial artists to practice, it is extremely hard, and it is generally possible to destroy it with a weapon of a bronze or even silver fighter, and a beginner like Xia Feng who is not even a fighter can cut out the sword marks is already very good.
"Let's practice the speed of the sword!" Xia Feng threw away the sword in his hand, and the blade of this iron sword was cut out of dozens of gaps, and the tip of the sword was forked.
Xia Feng took out an iron sword again, blindfolded him, and picked up eight pieces of small wood chips the size of mahjong from the ground, and threw them casually......
He held his breath as he felt the tiny currents of air as the eight pieces of wood fell.
"It's now!"
The sword is unsheathed - stabbed - the sword is sheathed!
In just a second or two, Xia Feng's long sword was pierced with seven pieces of wood chips like a string of mutton.
Another piece fell to the ground......
Xia Feng frowned tightly and complained to himself, "It's really bad, failed again!?" The speed of the sword is not enough, this is not up to the standard of physical fitness, and the position of the sword is also deviated, which is not enough sensitivity to the airflow! ”
"We have to do another round of physical training today, no! Gotta double! Xia Feng added another hundred catties on top of the weight he was already carrying! Gritted his teeth, "Run ten more laps around Wenshan Ridge!" If you can't hit eight pieces of wood at once, you won't be allowed to sleep! ”
"No matter what world I am in, I have to be the first in Xia Feng!" For a long time, just such a belief made this 12-year-old boy squeeze himself day after day, and his daily physical cultivation almost squeezed his last breath dry before he was willing to sleep, it was simply a hellish practice, and this kind of practice, no one forced him, it was all his own volition, or he forced himself.
Spring goes to autumn, and soon, two years have passed!
In the evening of one afternoon, Cangwen returned from the dust, and Yun Xue quickly summoned his subordinates to greet him after learning about it, judging from his figure and momentum, Cangwen's strength was stronger.
"Cangwen, hard work, I've asked my subordinates to make your best wine and food, I must not have eaten a decent meal when I went out during this time." Although Yun Xue is the chief housekeeper of Cangwen's mansion, she is like an old friend with Cangwen, so she is called by name.
"Haha! It's true, it's been a long time since I've eaten your cooking, by the way, how has the wind been in the past two years? Cang asked.
Yun Xue was silent.
"What's wrong? Could it be that Feng'er ......" Cang Wen found that Yun Xue's expression was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Feng'er?" Is his sanity ...... Stupid again? ”
"Stupid not stupid...... Yun Xue's expression was a little tangled, and she hesitated for a long time before she said, "I just know if it's ......"
"Isn't it what?" Cang asked urgently.
"Crazy ......" thought for a long time, and Yun Xue finally used this word, although she herself felt that it was not appropriate enough, but she really couldn't think of any words to describe it.
"Crazy!" Cang was taken aback, "How is that possible!?" ”
"You come with me." Yun Xue took Cang to the Yanwu Academy.
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In the martial arts training field, a naked teenager, holding an iron sword full of gaps, constantly stabbed the black iron stake pier opposite, the young man was sweating profusely, sweat slid through the muscles that had been highlighted, showing luster under the reflection of the sun, sweat slipped from the abdominal muscles to the pants, the whole pants have been soaked, and even the ground is full of sweat stains.
Even though it was afternoon, the sun was still quite strong, and it was clear that sweat was flowing faster than it was evaporating!
The boy didn't notice that anyone was looking at him, or maybe he didn't pay attention to it.
"That's it......" Yun Xue spread her hands, "It's normal when he's not cultivating, but as long as he cultivates, that's it!" ”
"Forget me!" Cang Wen was shocked, and asked Yunxue with his lips trembling slightly, "Feng'er...... Every day? ”
"Yes......" Yun Xue replied.
"Too ...... It's outrageous! Cang Wen was shocked again, "It's like this every day!?" ”
"Self-forgetfulness realm" is a kind of spiritual realm in martial arts cultivation, when cultivating, like intoxicated, to reach the realm of self-forgetfulness, I don't know what the body is, I don't know what the limbs are, completely immersed in cultivation, into this realm, can make cultivation twice the result with half the effort, the general fighter level, even the gold level fighter is difficult to reach this realm, only the practitioner level can occasionally enter the "self-forgetfulness realm".
Although Cang Wen is a "Golden Walker Level", he has only entered the "Selfless Realm" twice since he has practiced, but every time he enters, he will definitely have a great improvement in cultivation.
"Phew!" Another sword stabbed out, and the black iron stake pier made a strange metallic crashing sound.
The sound of the impact was due to the ripples of the water waves, and the wave rhyme reached Cangwen's ears.
"Strange!?" Cang Wen was suspicious in his heart, "The sound of metal crashing shouldn't be like this, and the ordinary crashing sound shouldn't be so continuous...... Don't? ”
Cang Wen took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.
It is not difficult to discover the secret of Xia Feng's sword with Cangwen's martial arts realm, Xia Feng seems to be an ordinary sword, but in fact he has already produced eight swords, but the speed is too fast for ordinary eyes to recognize at all.
Xia Feng casually picked up a coin and tentatively threw it at Xia Feng.
"Whoosh!"
Just as the coin was about to hit Xia Feng, the root of his ear moved slightly, and then subconsciously turned around and slashed
"Bang!"
Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned around and continued to practice his sword.
The coin instantly split into two halves, one left and one right, flying towards Xia Feng's side and falling to the ground.
"Good boy!" Cang asked Daxi, "The insight is so high!" ”
"Wind ......" Mother Yun Xue was shouting to stop the summer wind, but was stopped by Cangwen.
The two waited quietly, and after two pillars of incense, they finally stopped.
Xia Feng stopped cultivating, and when he looked back, he realized that his mother and Uncle Cangwen had been watching from the outside.
"Huh? Uncle Cang asked! Xia Feng was also overjoyed to see Cang Wen: "You're back!" ”