"Then what kind of martial arts realm is there under the innate world?"

Yin Chen felt that he needed to learn about the martial arts on Earth, so he asked.

"Under the congenital level, they are the masters of the inner family who have cultivated their internal strength, this level is the bright energy, and then the true qi master who is transformed by the energy, from the light to the dark, this level is the dark energy, and finally the acquired master who is transformed by the gas, also known as the transformation of the energy. The day after tomorrow is the realm of the master, Wuzun ......"

Qian Wenjun couldn't help muttering in his heart as he introduced, how could a dignified young supreme not even know the realm of martial arts.

Qian Wenjun thought about it, and suddenly there was a huge wave in his heart again!

Could it be that the rumors of a super cultivation genius who ascended to the sky in one step and rose to the top in the legends are true?

In the martial arts world, there was a distant and ancient martial arts legend.

It is rumored that there is a kind of rare thousand-year-old demon genius, who can practice martial arts to cross the triple realm of light, darkness and transformation in one fell swoop, without experiencing the shackles of the triple realm, and directly ascend to the sky to reach Wuzun in one step, is it difficult to do it, this ......

Thinking of this, Qian Wenjun couldn't help but tremble a little with fright.

Yin Chen naturally didn't know that Qian Wenjun's heart had set off a monstrous wave. After listening to Qian Wenjun's detailed explanation, he finally roughly understood the difference between martial arts and cultivation.

The martial arts on the earth are probably through the tempering of the physical body, to achieve the effect of the physical physique of one-handed horizontal training, and at the same time to stimulate the potential in the body and become a martial artist who gathers qi in the dantian.

However, although a martial artist can use the aura, he cannot absorb the aura of heaven and earth on his own like a cultivator, even if a martial artist has a high realm, once his physical function declines, he cannot use internal force to enhance himself, and his lifespan is only three or five hundred years at most.

And the cultivation of the true lineage, after Jin Dan sublimates the Yuan Infant, as long as the surrounding aura does not wither, he can live forever.

"You have injuries?" Yin Chen suddenly looked at Qian Wenjun carefully, and then asked seriously.

"How do you know?" Qian Wenjun's heart was shocked, and he looked at Yin Chen with some incredulity.

Only he knows his injuries, he suffered internal injuries when he participated in the war in his early years, but his secret injuries are very secret, even if they can't be found out in the provincial capital hospitals, or is it found out by an old friend of his who used ancient Chinese medicine, and the young man in front of him can actually see it at a glance?

Qian Wenjun's memory is quite good, he knows that he has only known this young man for less than ten minutes.

"See!" Yin Chen smiled lightly, in fact, he had already noticed the old man's internal injuries when he observed the meridians and hearts of the old man's internal strength just now, but he didn't think about helping the old man at that time.

"In return for you helping me understand the current martial arts realm, I can help you heal your injuries."

Yin Chen said lightly.

"Really...... Are you sure? Qian Wenjun's tone was a little excited.

If he put this in someone else's mouth, he would definitely not believe it, but if it was the words of the young grandmaster in front of him, coupled with the miraculous vision that he could see his internal injuries at a glance, the old man really believed that this young man could heal his internal injuries.

"Really."

As he spoke, Yin Chen stretched out his palm to the old man's arm, slowly lifted his arm, and placed it on the meridians of his wrist.

"But my injury is already old and stubborn, I have asked famous doctors at home and abroad to see it, and I am lucky to be able to live for another two months." Qian Wenjun was still in disbelief.

"You won't be able to live for two months, although you once had the cultivation of strength, but your internal force is to suppress your injuries, so that the internal force of your cultivation is almost exhausted, if you can't get timely and effective treatment, you have a month left at most."

At this time, Yin Chen reminded mercilessly.

Yin Chen's spiritual power searched along the meridians, and found that the old man's lung lobes had dark wounds, which were close to exhaustion, and it was only a month at most.

Although this old man is also a martial artist, the qi in his body is too weak, and compared to the immortal qi spiritual power in his body, it is just the gap between the stream and the river.

"In addition to the lobes of the lungs, there are several other areas of damage to your meridians, so you have no luck and often tingling. Even due to the damage of the meridians, the qi and blood in the kidneys are different, which accumulates over the years and gives rise to pain. ”

Yin Chen said lightly, his spiritual power moved slightly, and he warmed up the damaged meridians, and said: "I have helped you deal with it simply, I will give you another prescription, you grab the medicine according to the prescription and give it to me, I can help you refine some pills, so that the injuries in your body are as good as ever." ”

"What?"

Qian Wenjun's heart was extremely shocked, what the young man in front of him said was not much different from what his old Chinese medicine doctor said. The only difference was that the young man in front of him not only recognized his cultivation at a glance, but also had the confidence to heal his secret wounds, while his old friend could only temporarily prescribe medicine to delay the pain. This is the difference between treating the symptoms and treating the root cause, even in the capacity of an old man, I can't help but believe it.

"What you said is true?"

"Could it be that I'm going to lie to you?" Yin Chen didn't answer the rhetorical question, as if he had heard a big joke.

Qian Wenjun couldn't help but be shocked by Yin Chen's tone for a while, he really deserved to be a young supreme who was unique in ten thousand, just with Yin Chen's magical performance, he had to be convinced, especially the unfathomable internal strength that had just penetrated into his body.

As he spoke, Yin Chen had already taken out a piece of paper, wrote down the names of some herbs, and then handed it to Qian Wenjun:

"Just grab the herbs on the prescription and call me on the prescription."

After speaking, Yin Chen had already brushed his hands away, leaving only a fading back for the old man.

Qian Wenjun's old eyes looked at Yin Chen's disappearing back, and he couldn't speak for a long time. This son is young and terrifying, but he is a well-hidden young supreme, and according to his understanding of the noble families in Jinghai City, the major families do not have this number one at all.

Who is he?

"I didn't expect that I just retired from the front line, and I met such a person in Jinghai City, which is terrifying." For a long time, Qian Wenjun sighed deeply.

After some cultivation by the lake, Yin Chen had successfully entered the Qi Refining Period, and now he could open the first layer of the Linglong Qiankun Tower. When he got home, he couldn't wait to get into his bedroom.

Sitting in the paint, knowing the sea, accompanied by Yin Chen's voice - "Qi"

A golden light flashed, and the first floor of the Linglong Qiankun Pagoda finally opened.

Yin Chen took out some spirit stones from the tower and set up a spirit gathering array in the room, and at the same time took out a small Peiyuan Dan and stuffed it into his mouth, sat cross-legged in the spirit gathering array, and began a new round of cultivation.

At this moment, he is far away in a suburban villa owned by the Wang family in Yanjing.

"What do you say, all dead? What do the bald bunches of garbage do? ”

A roar of anger rang out.