Chapter 30: The Eight Veins of the Strange Scriptures
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"Say!" Without waiting for Hao Jian to speak, Lu Fengsen stared at him with cold eyes and said coldly.
"You're ......!"
Standing up with his embarrassed body, Hao Jian pointed at Lu Feng angrily, but soon the anger on his face was instantly replaced by fear.
"I ...... I say. Looking at Lu Feng, who was about to do it again, Hao Jian was so frightened that he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and said dumbfounded.
"Hmph, if you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place. Lu Feng's face was filled with coldness, and he snorted coldly.
"Damn, this kid is a complete beast of prey, killing people without blinking an eye. Looking at Lu Feng, who was beautiful and charming, Hao Jian looked gloomy and shocked in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and told Lu Feng some news about the Hao family, of course, it was just some news of little value, in order to send Lu Feng away.
In his opinion, Lu Feng is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old immature boy, even if he has scheming, can he still compare to him, now as long as he casually tells him some news, he is not the top of the fart to go back and report the news, let himself go.
However, he soon discovered that the boy in front of him, who looked a few years younger than himself, was not only not as unbearable as he imagined, but also more refined than the old fox, and he was simply an old monster with a big ghost.
"Don't play tricks in front of me, you're still a little tender, if you don't want to be offended, you'd better be honest. Looking at Hao Jian, whose eyes flickered and his expression changed uncertainly, Lu Feng said disdainfully.
"Why, I'm telling the truth. Hao Jian was in his heart and said stiffly.
"It seems that I am still too kind. Lu Feng's calm face instantly became extremely cold, he shook his head, and said sharply.
Then, under Hao Jian's shocked gaze, he stepped forward.
Poof!
Suddenly, two different voices came out from Hao Jian's body, and he saw a blood-filled arm shoot out, leaving a bloody light in the air and falling into the abyss.
His face was now pale, screaming repeatedly, and blood was spurting wildly from his broken arm, staining not only his clothes red, but also the green grass around him, which was shocking.
"If you fool me again, you will bear the consequences..."Lu Feng said coldly.
"You!"
Hao Jian's facial features were distorted in pain, his eyes looked at Lu Feng with fear, and he didn't dare to refute anymore, he already knew that the young man in front of him seemed to be gentle, and his hands were more terrifying than demons.
"The patriarch is preparing to start a war against your Lu family in the near future. Hao Jian's body trembled, his eyes looked at Lu Feng with fear, and he said tremblingly.
"Soon after, how long. ā
"If all goes well, within a year. Hao Jian didn't dare to hide it, and said truthfully.
"Within a year. Lu Feng frowned slightly and muttered to himself.
Next, Lu Feng asked Hao Jian several questions in a row, but he basically didn't know what to ask, and he was so angry that he almost slapped him to death.
In the end, after realizing that he really couldn't get any useful information, Lu Feng let him go.
However, when Hao Jian passed by Lu Feng's side, he suddenly attacked and prepared to kill Lu Feng with thunder, but the result can be imagined, Lu Feng, who has thousands of years of experience, is not covered.
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Because it was related to the survival of the family, Lu Feng didn't dare to be careless, and passed the information back that day.
However, to his surprise, when Lu Zhentian heard the news, he didn't show too much worry, but asked him not to worry too much, and it seemed that he had already noticed it.
During this period, Lu Feng happened to meet Lu Fei'er, who he hadn't seen for a few months, and in desperation, he had to accompany her to stay in the family for a day.
On this day, Lu Feng not only saw Lu Shaofeng and the others, but also learned that Lu Fei'er's cultivation had actually improved again, reaching the ninth layer of Qi Gathering.
Hearing this, he almost fell to the ground, such a terrifying cultivation speed, even if he had the Chaos Source Technique, he was beyond his reach, and he couldn't admire it.
As we all know, the more you cultivate, the more difficult it is to break through later, and it only took Lu Fei'er less than a year to break through from the eighth layer of Qi Gathering to the ninth layer, this terrifying cultivation speed is really perverted.
If Lu Feng didn't have a mysterious technique such as the Chaos Source Technique, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with her in a few lifetimes, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if Lu Fei'er would be the reincarnation of a demon, otherwise how could he have such a terrifying talent.
After all, even with his rich experience, it was the first time he had seen such a gifted person.
Lu Feng, who learned about the Hao family's ambitions, had a stronger desire for strength, and there was no extra time to waste, and he entered the cultivation state when he returned to the canyon.
Although with his current cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi gathering, he is already a leader in the younger generation, but if he starts a war with the Hao family, he may not even have the ability to protect himself.
Therefore, now, whether it is for the Lu family or himself, he must improve his cultivation as soon as possible, otherwise everything will be floating clouds.
In a cave in the canyon, Lu Feng was sitting cross-legged with his upper body half-naked, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his hands posed with the mark of cultivation, and he was running the Chaos Source Technique cultivation.
And with the operation of the Chaos Source Technique, the thin heaven and earth aura in the cave vibrate, and soon converged towards Lu Feng at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, the aura of heaven and earth turned into warm currents, which followed his dilated pores and drilled into his body.
Sensing the endless flow of heaven and earth aura in his body, Lu Feng did not hesitate at all, and the shadow of his hand surged, quickly leading it to Ren Mai for cultivation.
After more than a year of contact, Lu Feng now has a certain understanding of the Chaos Source Technique, and knows why cultivation is to gather the aura of heaven and earth in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, not the sea of qi.
The eight veins of the Qi Jing are the general names of the Ren pulse, the Du pulse, the Chong pulse, the belt pulse, the yin stilt vein, the yang stilt vein, the yin dimensional vein, and the yang vein.
They are different from the twelve meridians, neither directly under the viscera, nor the relationship between the outside and the inside, and their lines are different from the strange line, so they are called the eight meridians of the strange meridians.
The reason why the chaotic source recipe gathers the aura of heaven and earth absorbed into the body in the eight meridians of the Qi Jing is because the eight veins of the Qi Jing are the bridge that communicates the twelve meridians, and only when all the eight veins of the Qi Jing are dredged can it be used to connect with the twelve meridians, so that the qi, blood and meridians of the entire body circulate.
Just imagine, if a martial artist has a steady stream of heaven and earth aura, how terrifying it is, and this is also the metamorphosis of the source of chaos.
The Ren pulse was located in the midline of the ventral surface, and Lu Feng had already channeled the heaven and earth aura that had been drilled into his body here, urging the Chaos Source Technique to converge and make it infiltrate.
With more than a year of cultivation experience in the past, Lu Feng didn't spend too much time and slowly infiltrated the rich heaven and earth qi spirit in his body into the Ren vein.
And as the aura of heaven and earth was absorbed by Ren Mai, Lu Feng's sweaty body overflowed with layers of black dirt, and a pungent and unpleasant smell spread from the cave.
That pungent and unpleasant black dirt was the impurity forced out of Ren Mai.
The reason why each martial artist's talent is different depends on the concentration of impurities in the body, and the higher the concentration of impurities, the worse the talent for cultivation will naturally be.