Chapter 223: Cruel Therapy
"Brother Zilong, where are you going?" Zhao Shanhu got into the car, the car started, but he didn't know where to go, and immediately asked
"Go where you live." Immediately added, "You have to be quiet." ”
"Ok, absolutely quiet." Zhao Shanhu got the instructions, kicked the accelerator to the end, the car let out an angry roar, and jumped out.
Zhao Shanhu lives in a riverside villa, which has a beautiful environment, leans against the mountains and faces the river, and maintains enough distance from the surrounding villas, which is a good place with a good location.
A big family like the Zhao family is afraid that any city in China will have a property that belongs to the family, so it is not surprising that Zhao Shanhu brought Zhao Zilong to such a villa area at a young age.
There is usually no one in the villa, only a reliable housekeeper who comes here every once in a while to clean and tidy up the garden, and when he learned that Zhao Zilong asked for a quiet place, Zhao Shanhu called the villa on the way and asked the housekeeper and the cook who had just come in to serve him to leave first.
Therefore, when Zhao Zilong and Zhao Shanhu returned to the villa, there were only two people in the huge villa area, which seemed extremely quiet.
"Brother Zilong, I heard that grandpa abolished your martial arts back then, how did you become so powerful again?" Zhao Shanhu had no scheming and asked.
If someone else asked like this, Zhao Zilong would definitely be unhappy, but he was in a good mood now, and his mood was also very good because of Cai Lingzhi's appearance, plus Zhao Shanhu had no scheming, and he asked this sentence just out of pure curiosity, so it was impossible for him to bother with him.
"By chance, I got the help of a master, otherwise I would still be a waste." Zhao Zilong said with a smile.
"Oh, it seems that Brother Zilong has a deep fate, and he can meet such a fierce master, it has only been six or seven years, not only will your body be cured, but also your cultivation realm will become so terrifying. That, Brother Zilong, have you reached the Nine Rank realm? ”
Zhao Shanhu looked at Zhao Zilong with anticipation and excitement, and was full of envy and longing for Zhao Zilong's opportunities.
As a Chinese martial artist, many young people have a martial arts dream in their hearts, and they all want to be able to get the opportunity, learn a skill, and become a hero.
Even if Zhao Shanhu was born in the Zhao family of the hidden Guwu family, he was full of illusions about life because of the incurable stubborn illness of his body.
"Nine pins?"
The corners of Zhao Zilong's mouth slightly hooked up a slight arc, and he shook his head and said: "I don't know what the Nine Rank Realm is, but looking at the world, I can kill the cultivators of the Six Rank Realm lightly." As for those so-called Nine Rank Realm powerhouses, I won't take them seriously. ”
Zhao Shanhu's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he looked at Zhao Zilong in surprise, and his eyes began to glow: "Damn, Brother Zilong, so you are already a strong person in the upper realm of the ninth rank or have entered the innate realm, it's too awesome, you ...... How did you do it? ”
You can't blame Zhao Shanhu for being surprised, you must know that in the ancient martial arts world, the realm is strictly hierarchical, let alone the ninth grade, let's just say that the masters of the sixth-grade realm need a lot of resources to pile up, and it is too difficult to simply rely on one's personal talent to reach the level of the sixth-grade upper realm in a short period of time.
It can be said that in the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia, cultivators who can successfully enter the six-rank realm at the age of thirty-five can definitely be called a genius with extraordinary talent without exaggeration.
And if you can successfully step into the nine-grade realm between the ages of thirty-five and sixty, you are really a genius. Such a master can often only appear in the hidden ancient martial arts family that has been truly inherited for thousands of years, and as for those free cultivators outside, it is almost rare to reach such a level.
The Kongtong Sect is strong enough, but even if it is a inheritance sect like the Kongtong Sect, among the current second-generation disciples, the Evergreen Shendu, who is the most top-notch in the cultivation realm, has only reached the realm of the middle of the ninth grade, to be exact, it is equivalent to the master of the eighth-rank realm.
From this, one can imagine how precious and rare the masters of the Nine Rank Realm are to the Chinese martial arts world.
Of course, after the age is more than seventy or eighty years old, the true qi in the body has often reached the level of a jiazi, and in such a situation, the internal strength is profound, and the cultivation realm is often easy to improve.
However, there is a saying in Huaxia that is more called 'fist is afraid of being less strong'. This sentence is absolutely true, those cultivators who are over seventy or eighty years old can only rely on years of internal strength accumulation to enter the nine-rank realm, although their strength has accumulated, but the real combat effectiveness, especially in the future, is hardly much room for improvement.
Therefore, in the ancient martial arts world, if you want to become a real powerhouse, or even break through the innate realm and become the top master of the innate realm, you must lay a solid foundation in the early stage.
However, with the gradual loss of the ancient inheritance, there are fewer and fewer cultivators in the ancient martial arts realm who can enter the sixth-rank realm at the age of forty, not to mention the real nine-rank upper realm masters?
Therefore, in today's world, it is a matter of pride to be able to reach the Nine-Rank Upper Realm, because among the major sects and hidden families, each of them may not be able to find more than ten masters of the Nine-Rank Peak Realm, and those masters of the Nine-Rank Realm that have been found are only afraid that many of them are piled up by relying on the internal force cultivation of more than one Jiazi in the body.
And now, Zhao Zilong has actually reached the awesome realm of the Ninth Rank Upper Realm, and his age is less than thirty, or even only twenty-five, if this matter spreads, it will definitely shock the entire cultivation world.
So in Zhao Shanhu's eyes, Zhao Zilong is simply a remnant of the sky, how can this not surprise him and not make him envious?
"I don't know how I made it, in short, it was that Engong who gave me a chance to regenerate, if it wasn't for him, I would have died a long time ago, and it would be impossible for me to have the current ability. There is no chance of curing your stubborn illness. Zhao Zilong still sighed when he thought of his fate.
Hearing about his body, Zhao Shanhu was even more excited, and looked at Zhao Zilong expectantly: "Brother Zilong, can I cure my disease?" ”
Zhao Shanhu's tone was full of expectation, especially the eyes he looked at Zhao Zilong, which was full of longing, which was not a desire for advanced martial arts, but a desire for the continuation of life, and an unwillingness and anger at a cruel fate.
Zhao Zilong's heart was unbearable for a while, although he was not completely sure, but thinking of his situation back then, he said in a deep voice: "As long as you can endure this hardship and have super willpower, I can cure you." ”
Zhao Zilong is not talking big, but he really can't bear to disappoint Zhao Shanhu again. He's less than nineteen years old, he's still a half-grown teenager, and he's still a child.
Such a Zhao Shanhu reminded Zhao Zilong of his own scene back then, so he couldn't bear to disappoint him again.
According to the inference, Zhao Shanhu's physical condition will get worse and worse, if it is delayed any longer, within half a year, he will only be able to rely on high-tech medical equipment to barely maintain a breath, and then slowly wait for the life qi to be cut off, and finally die.
Zhao Shanhu heard Zhao Zilong's affirmative answer, and suddenly felt like a tranquilizer, for some reason, he liked to follow Zhao Zilong's ass since he was a child, and he has always admired Zhao Zilong, he was still young when Zhao Zilong had a tragic change, but he also cried for a while, and he was worthy of Zhao Zilong.
Zhao Zilong returned to Huaxia again after seven years, Zhao Shanhu still had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with him, and he almost blindly believed whatever Zhao Zilong said.
"Brother Zilong, come on, I'm not afraid of death even if I die, what's such pain."
Zhao Shanhu gritted his teeth and stood up, Zhao Zilong, who saw it, felt a pain in his eyes, walked over and kicked him on the buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "Damn, let Lao Tzu come to beat you like a chrysanthemum, disgusting." Besides, if you kid is really not afraid of death, why did you come to me? ”
Zhao Shanhu smiled at what Zhao Zilong said, embarrassed.
People who say that they are not afraid of death are telling lies and bragging.
It's okay, who doesn't want to live a few more years, who can not be afraid of death.
Only people who really have no choice and are desperate are really not afraid of death. Of course, in some specific circumstances, the moment something like pride and anger comes to mind, there are really people who are not afraid of death. But in a normal state of mind, people who are not afraid of death really don't exist.
"Okay, although you said that you are not afraid of hardship, I still feel that it is necessary to let you know in advance what kind of pain you will endure." Zhao Zilong came down solemnly, looked at Zhao Shanhu and said.
"Well, Brother Zilong, you say, I'll listen." Zhao Shanhu said, he has already made up his mind, no matter what hardship he can bear, so he is not afraid.
Zhao Zilong smiled and said coldly: "First of all, I want to abolish your meridians and make you completely a wasted person." ”
Zhao Shanhu was immediately startled. Zhao Zilong had already told him that if he wanted to cure his stubborn physical illness, he had to endure pain that ordinary people could not bear, and he also needed great perseverance and determination to survive, so he had already been mentally prepared.
But now as soon as Zhao Zilong's words came out, Zhao Shanhu was still taken aback, and he had already felt a deep fear before he could do it.
"The muscles and veins of the whole body are broken, not to mention whether you can bear the pain, let's just say that the death impact brought by the great pain is unbearable for those who do not have great perseverance, so you have to think about it, because once I do it, you may die directly in pain." Zhao Zilong said solemnly, without the slightest sense of alarmism.
Zhao Shanhu's face was pale, and Zhao Zilong's words really scared him. But soon, this kid clenched his fists, looked at Zhao Zilong with a firm look in his eyes, and said:
"Brother Zilong, do it, the big deal is to live one less year, in fact, if you don't give me this hope, I am also ready to run away from home, and then end this life by myself before being completely paralyzed into waste, since you have given me hope now, how can I retreat and fear? Come on. ”
"Do you know this at home?" Zhao Zilong walked towards Zhao Shanhu and asked.
Zhao Shanhu nodded and said, "I know, my parents have been discussing for more than a month before making a decision." When I left, I told my mom that if I didn't survive, let her treat her as if she had never given birth to my son. ”
Zhao Zilong's nose was sour when he heard this, and he was even more angry, and said: "Stinky boy, such a big rebellion should be punished!" As he spoke, Zhao Zilong had already come to Zhao Shanhu's side, and his hands came out together, grabbing Zhao Shanhu's pipa bone like lightning.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhao Shanhu's mouth, followed by a painful wail that shook the sky......