Chen Rui patted Kerry on the shoulder, "Brother, thank you for your hard work." Then he took his sword and walked towards the outside of the dormitory.

"Brother Chen, where are you going?" asked Kerry anxiously.

"Cultivation. Chen Rui didn't look back, and walked in the direction of the cultivation room. He didn't have time anymore, just a morning. I have to pack my things in the afternoon.

He was only twelve years old and was about to be tested by life and death. Chen Rui had insomnia last night, not only because of the sword, but also because of the upcoming mercenary mission. The most frightening thing is the unknown. He is full of interest in the outside world, but also fearful. Last night he dreamed of the gerbils in the Gobi the last time he escaped, and his small green eyes were like ghosts.

Chen Rui sat in the heaven-level cultivation room and ate breakfast. There were refreshments in the heaven-level cultivation room, but generally people who came to cultivate didn't have time to eat them, because the value of these refreshments was far less than the value of the cultivation time spent eating them.

But Chen Rui is different, his gold card was given to him by Alice. Therefore there is no concept of value in his mind. He ate a few delicious mousse cakes.

Perhaps this was the last time he could eat such wonderful food in his life. Chen Rui's heart was filled with a trace of desolation. He began to think nostalgic for life in Tzu Chi Hall, where hunger was often the case, but there was no danger of death until the day he was sold into slavery.

But in order not to become a slave, the danger of death came in advance. Is it worth it?

Chen Rui took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and lit one in his mouth.

He still couldn't get used to smoking, and when the white smoke got into his throat, he coughed twice.

Cigarettes are a good thing, not only do they look handsome when you hold them, but they can also numb your mind. Chen Rui spat a smoke ring into the mirror. At this point he felt great.

Chen Rui threw the cigarette butt into a small teacup on the dining table, and the sound of "呑" came out.

He straightened his clothes and took out the book of the Cross Light Blade Exercise from Smit Lee from his bosom.

Chen Rui carefully flipped through the book from beginning to end. From his point of view, this exercise is not difficult. Of course, this is also normal, even the exercises that Smit Li, a stupid big man, can learn, Chen Rui can naturally learn.

In the past few years of studying at Tzu Chi Hall, Chen Rui has never been able to manipulate Xuan Qi, and his grades in cultural classes and exercises and theory courses have always been at the upper level of his age.

The only problem now is the "pain".

The process of sealing is actually the process of "carving" on the gold leaf in the sea of qi. The cultivator urges the ontological Xuan Qi to stimulate the internal energy to form a sigil on the "Golden Leaf". That is, the texture. Depending on the exercises, the complexity of the lines is also different. But the process of "lettering" is the same. Carving words on your "gold leaf" is like pricking your skin with a needle. Moreover, cultivators need to keep a clear mind, otherwise they will not be able to control the Xuan Qi in their bodies, and if they draw the wrong lines, they will lose all their previous efforts, and they will not even have a chance to start over.

Chen Rui looked at his own sea of qi inwardly. Under the urging of the exercises, the Xuan Qi in the sea of qi rolled, and a golden needle slowly appeared, the golden needle was very thin and short, but the bright light on the tip of the needle was enough to explain its power.

The golden needle flew up to the golden leaf under the control of Chen Rui's mind. With a needle, Jin Ye couldn't help but tremble, like a wounded fawn. At the same time, Chen Rui felt a dull pain in his abdomen.

"It's really a lack of moral cultivation mode. Chen Rui scolded in his heart.

I heard that people who have money can get a morphine injection beforehand to relieve their pain. Morphine is also sold in Tzu Chi Tang pharmacies, but one piece costs 50 papal gold guilders, which Chen Rui cannot afford. In addition, although this can relieve the pain, it will affect the effect of the seal as the cultivator's senses become dull. Therefore, except for the rich second generation and the second generation of officials who are rich and do not want to endure hardship, ordinary warriors disdain to use this method.

"But it really hurts. Chenrui picked up his sword and bit the hilt with his mouth. At this time, he was already in a cold sweat.

The golden needle continues to be carved on the gold leaf. It is like a pen writing on paper, and the pen is agile and elegant. As the lines formed, the tiny droplets of water on the gold leaf flowed out along the carved lines, as if the leaves were bleeding.

The water droplets soaked the carved lines, forming a film of water on top of the lines. It then quickly condenses and becomes gelatinous, like amber. The lines are magnified through the transparent gum and become clearly visible. Chen Rui knew that this thin film would have a huge impact on the stimulation of Xuan Qi, and the clearer the lines were amplified, the more powerful the exercises would be when they were released.

Look at the crystal clear gelatinous layer, and the dark golden lines that reveal from it. A sense of joy of success swelled into Chenrui's heart. Although the seal is not yet complete, Chen Rui and he didn't feel so much pain when he started.

"Level two, to the level of level two. Chen Rui was secretly happy in his heart. After reading this set of exercises, Chen Rui knew that this was only part of it. This exercise is divided into nine levels, the first three levels of swordsman cultivation, the middle four to six level swordsman cultivation, and the last seven to nine level sword master cultivation.

In Chenrui's hands, there is only the content of the first three levels. In these three levels, the level of cultivation that can be reached completely depends on the qualifications of the martial artist. When the warrior runs the seal of this exercise, the golden needle formed in the sea of qi will carve the seal according to the warrior's ability. Level 2 is to engrave the second level rune when the first level is completed, and Level 3 is to engrave the rune when the second level is completed. In this way, even if the later seals fail, at least the previous level of seals has been successful, and all the efforts of the warriors will not be wasted.

The golden needle didn't stop just because it had completed the second-level seal. It continued to shine and flutter on the gold leaf. The golden leaf seemed to have been deeply dissatisfied with the golden needle's behavior, and it began to shake incessantly, trying to throw the golden needle off its body. At the same time, the juice oozing from the lines begins to form a semicircular film on the tip of the gold needle, slowing down the speed of the gold needle.

"Just bear with it, just put up with it. Chen Rui thought silently in his heart. Who told you to grow fat and strong? Chen Rui knew that if it weren't for his golden leaf growing well and growing nine leaf veins, it would be impossible for him to withstand the destruction of the golden needle.

"I'm just as uncomfortable as you are. At this time, Chen Rui's abdomen was like a sharp knife being inserted, constantly stirring his weak intestines.

"In the past, the ancient Fuso people liked seppuku. What a fucking pervert. At this time, Chen Rui was already sweating profusely, his teeth rattling on the hilt of the sword.

Just when Chen Rui almost fainted, the golden needle suddenly stopped, and the tip of the needle shone brightly, like a lit firework, burning rapidly. It burns from the tip of the needle to the end of the needle and then disappears.

The pain in Chenrui's abdomen stopped abruptly, and it was done.

Chen Rui looked at his own sea of qi, and above the golden leaf, a complex and profound rune was shining in it.

This rune is so complicated. There are only eight first-level runes, thirty-two second-level runes, and one hundred and twenty-eight third-level runes. That's a full sixteen times the size of a first-level rune!

"It hurts me. See how it goes. Chenrui stood up and picked up his sword in his right hand.

"Activate, my Cross Light Blade!" Chen Rui silently recited in his heart, and with his right hand, he picked up the sword and slashed towards the wall of the cultivation room farthest away from him. The walls of the training room are graded F. It can withstand the extrusion of ten tons of pressure without deformation.

"Will he succeed?" Alice and Kerry both came to the outside of the training room. Alice's eyes were full of worry, she knew that Chen Rui would set off on a mercenary mission tomorrow, and the chance of a mercenary who didn't know how to swordsmanship would survive outside was close to zero.