Late at night, the clansmen in Qichunhou walked through the courtyard, and heard the screams inside and the low shouts of Yang Que and Yang Wenyuan through those high courtyard walls, and couldn't help but look up in admiration, "It's really a great three brothers, the relationship is really good!"

Run down.

The three of them sat around the ground, and Yang Ze was swollen and sore again, and his true strength was exhausted. I can't wait to fall asleep and die on the green grass.

Yang Que sat in place, his face was a little pale, and his robe was torn by Yang Ze's counterattack in a few places, and he was angry to find that he was full of artistic conception cultivation, and smashed it on Yang Ze's body, and the consumption was also considerable, and he muttered, "Your achievements are indeed gratifying, and you can be invincible by blocking my thirty-six long sword blows, which is enough to be proud of." ”

Yang Ze wanted to cry without tears, "You have the ability to let me take something too, if it weren't for the physical fists and feet to resist your long sword, I would be almost full of flesh and skin now, and whether I can sleep peacefully today is still a problem." ”

Yang Que remotely controlled the long sword from a distance, and slashed Yang Ze with the spine of the sword, even if Yang Ze blocked it, after all, it was a hard thing like ** hard metal, and many places on his body were bruised and swollen. It's like being beaten by a board, two of which are still on my buttocks, and now I sit on the ground in pain.

"If you don't use your physical body to resist sword strikes, how can you gain leaps and bounds, the path of cultivation cannot tolerate half of the falsehood, although you can use spiritual treasures and elixirs to help, but every step must pay your blood and sweat. If you don't squeeze the limit of your physical strength, if you don't squeeze the qi sea in your body to produce the ability to provide true qi, when will your qi sea be able to break through? When will you condense the second qi sea in your body and reach the next level of re-existence and artistic conception cultivation?" Yang Que said lightly.

Yang Ze thought to himself that this was indeed the case, when he was fighting Zhang Zhidong for life and death, it was with which kind of whole body and soul he devoted himself to fighting for life and death that he was able to break through at the last moment, and cultivation was the process of constantly challenging his limits.

The so-called "second qi sea" is the second qi sea that is born in the body after the first true qi sea in the lower abdomen in the body, and the second qi sea appears at the location of the left shoulder qi acupoint.

After the formation of the second sea of qi, the two atmospheric seas in the body will evolve in terms of quality, and the amount of true qi produced will also change in quality and quantity, and the stronger supernatural powers on the path of awakening and cultivation, such as using the form of qi to contemplate the sword, can perform higher-level exercises to the fullest, etc., if the previous qi sea realm is just wandering outside the cultivation gate, then the artistic conception will really step into the cultivation gate.

"Even so, if you do this every day in the next days, even if you take an elixir bath every day, I won't be able to bear it" Yang Ze said with a wry smile, such a fierce move, he still has to use the relevant elixir to heal the wounds of his flesh and skin. The thought of the money pained his flesh. The more important problem is that these elixirs that can be obtained from the inner library at a preferential price, even if they are prepared to assist in cultivating muscles and blood activation, after all, the efficacy is limited, and in the final analysis, the degree of absorption of the elixir is also determined by the individual's physique.

Some people take or apply elixir, and in the process of the medicinal power entering the body, there will always be all kinds of losses, and the real medicinal power produced is very remarkable. The bruises on his body last time, he also used dozens of days of medicine in a row to expel the stasis from his body, and in the face of the stronger Yang Que, Yang Ze felt that he was afraid that the suffering of skin and flesh was even worse than that inflicted by his second brother, and it was difficult for the ordinary grade elixirs in the family to keep up with his progress.

Yang Que glanced at Yang Ze with a strange expression, and then looked at the bruises and bruises on his body that were indeed left by his own tricks, and after thinking about it, he took out a round cyan jade with a hole in the middle on his neck. Hand it to Yang Ze.

"This spiritual treasure is called [Luoyu Pure Stone], a first-order 8-level spiritual treasure. It was a gift from my grandfather when I entered Akido College the year before my college admission. Now I'll leave it to you, you don't have to worry, wear it at night, it has the miraculous effect of healing internal and external injuries and speeding up healing. If you feel that it has little effect, after boiling the elixir in the tripod, put the [Luoyu Pure Stone] into the medicine tripod, it will absorb the medicinal power by itself, and then input the completely absorbed medicinal power into the wearer's body intact. ”

Yang Ze took the spirit treasure, and Yang Que said again, "It's not of much use to me at the moment, so I'll use it for you for the time being." Using it to soak the medicine can inject the medicinal power into your body, and this combination should make you improve a lot. ”

Yang Ze was inexplicably moved, "Big brother, although these words are a little numb, you are really good to me." ”

Yang Que Pi didn't smile and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to leave room for any guilt when I do it to you next time." With this thing as compensation, I can do my best to take care of you next time!"

Take care of your uncle. Yang Ze smiled stiffly, and this sentence almost blurted out.

When his eldest brother and second brother left and returned to the courtyard alone, Yang Ze also obtained the [Luoyu Pure Stone] given by Yang Que as a treasure, which was the first practical spiritual treasure above the first order level 5 that he had obtained in his current history. Of course, the spirit treasure [Tiger Talisman] seized from Zhao Jin, the prince of Changchun, does not count.

Thinking like this, Yang Ze took out the tiger talisman again, the tiger talisman is a first-order 7-level spiritual treasure, and there is a martial arts level [Tiger Roar] in the memory, but it can only be performed once, and after each cast, there will be a one-month recovery period for absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. So for now, it's useless to Yang Ze, maybe one day he can't have money, he can also decompose and reshape this thing into other spirit treasures, and sell them for some money to spend. He didn't have a brain to give Zhao Jin back.

At present, the one that has been of great help to him is the Luoyu Pure Stone.

Wearing the Luoyu Pure Stone on his chest, he didn't feel anything for the time being, but after a while, a warm and cool feeling penetrated through his chest from the front of his chest, like a spring breeze, and swept through his body.

But if there is any small wound on Yang Ze's body, it is still easy to use, but now it is a large area of bruises on the body, and there may be such a tragic special training, and the therapeutic effect of Luoyu Jingshi itself is dwarfed.

Just as no matter how good a health medicine is, it can't really cure a disease.

Yang Ze opened the medicine pod in his room, there was still the medicinal soup that had not been used up last time, seeing those black purple pulp medicinal soups, Yang Ze held the Luoyu Pure Stone in his hand, and was really reluctant to throw such a beautiful jade into those medicinal soups.

But I still believe in the effectiveness of this thing.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Ze put the Luoyu Pure Stone into the muddy medicinal soup.

When the jade stone was put into the soup, a lot of foam immediately appeared like a chemical reaction, and then it became more and more intense, and then Yang Ze was surprised to see that the medicinal soup that was originally black to purple was slowly becoming lighter, lighter, and then lighter and lighter, until the black turned gray, and then turned light.

In the end, Yang Ze only saw the medicinal soup turn into a puddle of clear water.

In addition to the precipitation of the medicine residue, the color of the original medicine disappeared without a trace, and only the emerald green color on the Luoyu Pure Stone was seen, which became more and more intense and thick.

It's a water purifier better than a water purifier!

Yang Ze washed his feet with a basin of hot water, then wrapped himself in the quilt, put on the jade spirit treasure, and operated the Qi Condensation Technique to restore the true qi consumed in his body during the day, and fell asleep in the exhaustion of the day.

In the middle of the night, Yang Ze didn't know that the Luoyu Spirit Treasure he wore on his chest was slowly emitting a faint blue-green light, and the absorbed medicinal power was penetrating into his limbs and five bones.

His body was hot, and a faint accumulation of black gas evaporated from his pores, making his whole body seem to be wrapped in a cloud of mist. The bruises, swelling and pain on the body were also wrapped and infiltrated by the medicinal power, and for the first time, there was no attack and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to sleep.

He dreamed a lot that night, and at one moment he dreamed that he was in the cool water. For a while, it was like falling asleep in the autumn sun, and being tickled by the wind. It's like dreaming of the girl of first love lying on top of me, and the close snort plucks my heart.

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Someone said in the book review section that the plot is cliché. I want to say, when I first wrote about the Great Nirvana of Rebirth, which plot was not vulgar and which plot was not bloody?

The most important thing about a novel is that it doesn't write something shocking. It's about finding the best out of the most ordinary events.

If you want to say cliché, it is estimated that 99% of the stories in the world are the same, and they are all the process of the protagonist struggling from scratch.

I write a cliché when I see that taking a bath is a cliché? The cliché is that men and women after taking a bath are misunderstood and entangled, and the female protagonist chases the old man to kill the hero, have you seen this book?

If you don't read the book carefully, you can pick up the half section and start running, so do you know what kind of story I am going to write next? Since you don't know, please don't immerse yourself in your own logic and world.

Follow me.

is still the same sentence, no matter what the story, no matter how bloody the plot, in the end, it depends on how an author constructs it.

Even the best author doesn't dare to say that he can completely go off the rails.

I have faith in this book that has been wiped out, without him, this is the story of new wine in old bottles. But it's the kind of story that I'm going to try to write about.