Chapter 52: The Road Without a Cliff

Wu Yazi looked at the immortal bean in Chu Xiao's hand, and a suspicious expression leaked from his face.

Such a seemingly ordinary mung bean can cure him of decades of high paraplegia?! Help him regain his atrophied muscles?!

Wu Yazi didn't believe it a little, if Chu Xiao took out a pill, he would still believe it.

But just a mung bean is really not convincing.

"Senior, let's open your mouth!" Chu Xiao handed over the immortal beans, although Wu Yazi was reluctant to eat them, but Chu Xiao repeatedly asked, thinking that Chu Xiao would definitely not harm himself.

Wu Yazi finally compromised, he used the Northern Darkness True Qi to roll up the immortal beans in Chu Xiao's hand, swallowed them in his mouth, and bit them gently, there was a faint bean fragrance, which seemed to be no different from ordinary mung beans.

Wu Yazi bit the fairy bean, swallowed it into his abdomen, and a heat suddenly rose from his lower abdomen, which made Wu Yazi immediately shocked, he had been a high paraplegic for decades, and his lower abdomen had never felt anything, but just now he clearly felt the heat swelling in his lower abdomen.

"This ...... Can it really cure my stubborn disease?! Before he could hesitate, the heat began to diverge, flowing through his limbs, restoring his damaged nerves and filling up his atrophied muscles.

Wu Yazi's body that had not been conscious for decades was actually felt by him again!

"My body ......" Muyako stared at his body in disbelief as he tried to move his arms, turning his torso.

Rumble! The seventy-year-old True Qi of the Northern Darkness of Wuyazi erupted, instantly breaking the iron chains that bound him, and then slowly descended from mid-air like an immortal.

"Thank you, Brother Chu, for curing my stubborn illness with immortal medicine!" Wu Yazi looked at Chu Xiao gratefully, and directly referred to Chu Xiao as a brother.

As Chu Xiao said, there is a precedence in the profession, and there is a specialization in the art industry.

Chu Xiao and Wu Yazi do not talk about master and apprentice, but talk about the order of practice.

Wu Yazi was just a guide who helped Chu Xiao embark on martial arts cultivation.

Chu Xiao was also happy for Wu Yazi, the healed Wu Yazi could not only help Chu Xiao guide the Northern Shen Gong and Ling Bo Weibu, but also make the reincarnation black lotus in Chu Xiao's body change again, condensing the third lotus petal.

This is the first time that Chu Xiao has obtained lotus petals from a non-protagonist, so guessing that changing the fate of important people seems to be able to seize his luck and condense the lotus petals.

Next, it was natural for Chu Xiao to learn the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu.

With or without Yazi as a guide, Chu Xiao believed that he would be able to master these two divine skills quickly.

However, God really played a joke on Chu Xiao.

When Wu Yazi taught Chu Xiao to cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill, he encountered an extremely difficult problem at the beginning.

If you want to practice the Northern Spiritual Skill, you must first abolish your martial arts, lose all your internal strength, and start from scratch.

It stands to reason that Chu Xiao has no internal strength in his body, so he naturally does not need to abandon his cultivation when he cultivates the Northern Spiritual Skill.

But although Chu Xiao did not have the slightest internal force in his body, he had an extremely large amount of qi.

The Qi of the Dragon Ball is an energy that is extracted from the cells of the whole body by constantly polishing the physical body.

Although there is a big difference from the cultivation method of internal force, both belong to the energy in the human body.

"Brother Chu, the powerful power in your body has affected your cultivation of internal force," Wu Yazi shook his head helplessly, "Unless you abandon your cultivation, otherwise, you will not be able to practice the Northern Spiritual Skill." ”

Chu Xiao frowned and fell into deep thought.

Now, there are two choices in front of Chu Xiao, one of which is that Chu Xiao gives up the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu and continues to cultivate Qi.

Second, Chu Xiao abandoned his cultivation, followed Wu Yazi to rebuild his internal strength, and embarked on the road of martial arts.

These two choices are really difficult for Chu Xiao to choose.

Dragon Ball's qi is certainly powerful, but qi cannot increase one's lifespan.

The internal force of martial arts, although not as powerful as the destructive power of qigong, can make up for the shortcomings of one's own lack of lifespan.

Chu Xiao really had a hard time choosing which one was better.

"Brother Chu, don't be in a hurry to make a choice, I will first teach you the cultivation methods of the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu, as well as what I have learned and understood, how to choose, follow your heart!"

Chu Xiao nodded heavily, put aside distracting thoughts for the time being, and wholeheartedly followed Wu Yazi to learn martial arts theory, as well as the methods and tricks of the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu.

Time passed day by day, and Chu Xiao had already mastered the cultivation methods of these two divine skills, but Chu Xiao couldn't cultivate his internal strength, so he naturally couldn't use it.

On this day, Chu Xiao sat quietly on the top of the drum mountain, using qi to polish himself and slowly improve his physical strength.

I don't know when, Wu Yazi landed beside Chu Xiao, looked at Chu Xiao quietly, and didn't make a sound to disturb, just waiting for Chu Xiao's cultivation to end.

It wasn't until Chu Xiao opened his eyes that Wu Yazi spoke.

"Brother Chu, my life is approaching, and I will go down the mountain in the next few days and go to the Sea of Stars to clean up the portal," Wu Yazi's voice seemed to be very vicissitudes, "This farewell, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see each other again, so I will cherish my brother again!" ”

Wu Yazi bowed down to Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao hurriedly got up and returned the salute to Wu Yazi.

"There is no banquet in the world, and I am lucky to be able to meet a confidant in this life!"

The two looked at each other and said no more, no cliff performed Ling Bo micro-steps, drifted down the mountain, and when they approached the halfway up the mountain, the tears were already wet with their clothes, and they didn't know whether they were flowing for themselves or for others.

Chu Xiao watched the back of Wu Yazi leaving, and the feelings in his heart were indescribable.

If one day, my life is also coming to an end, will I be as helpless as a cliff?

The world is so beautiful, there are so many things I haven't seen yet, how can I want to die with regrets.

Chu Xiao was in a trance, and his eyes looked sadly at the rising morning sun.

Where the hell is my path?!

Nothing was said all night.

Chu Xiao packed up early in the morning and prepared to leave the Drum Mountain and go down the mountain.

Wuyazi is no longer in Drum Mountain, and there is no point for him to stay here, so he simply continues to travel everywhere, maybe he can trigger himself.

Chu Xiao went all the way north, not knowing how long he had traveled and how many places he had passed.

Along the way, whenever he encountered the Jianghu sect, he would come to the door to learn from his master, and he never failed.

Every time he finished the competition, Chu Xiao would use his martial arts background to guide the heads of various sects and the disciples of the major masters to exchange martial arts experiences.

Soon it was rumored on the rivers and lakes that Chu Xiao, the god of killing, visited the various sects, did not taboo between the portals, taught without class, and contributed his own strength to the prosperity of the martial arts in the Central Plains.

The head of the sect that was defeated by him, his martial arts cultivation can improve his realm, and his strength has increased greatly.

The disciples of his sect have also benefited a lot, and the road of martial arts is frank and open.

For a while, the name of the god killer Chu Xiao resounded in the martial arts again, and almost the vast majority of the sects hoped that Chu Xiao would come to their door to learn from their head and guide their cultivation.

On this day, Chu Xiao came to the Songshan boundary and soon climbed the long ladder of Shaolin Temple.

"The killing god Chu Xiao is coming to Shaolin!"

Clang! Clang! Clang! The bell of Shaolin Temple was deafeningly struck, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple presided over it, the first of the gates, and the core disciples gathered together and stood outside Shaolin Temple to welcome the arrival of the killing god Chu Xiao.