Pain! This is Chu Ci's only feeling at the moment.

The last blocked meridian in the body seemed to be forcibly rushed away by a huge force, and then every inch of flesh and blood in the body seemed to be tempered by fire.

"Old decay will help you open up the eighth vein with the only remaining strength, and wash your bones and marrow for you, so that you can save three years of cultivation."

The first way of martial arts, through the pulse and marrow.

After passing through the eight veins, there is the marrow washing, and the road to bone washing and marrow removal is an extremely time-consuming process, and it takes at least three years to start.

The sloppy old man's fingers increased suddenly, and the pain in his body became more and more intense, but Chu Ci didn't say a word, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour before it finally ended.

Call......

The old man withdrew his fingers and sat heavily on the ground, his head hanging down, his messy white hair covering his wrinkled old face.

"That's the marrow?"

Chu Ci recovered from the severe pain and felt the condition in his body slightly.

At this time, the breath flowed wantonly among the meridians in the body, unprecedentedly smooth, and the body was even more rejuvenated than it was a quarter of an hour ago.

"Old man?"

Chu Ci looked at the sloppy old man and frowned.

"I'm not dead, I can live for half an hour."

"Come here with your ears."

"I'll pass on to you another Divine Hidden Heart Method, long-term cultivation can hide your own strength in front of people, and the great grandmaster can't see through it, even the Extreme Dao Grandmaster has to be observed, which can help you hide and practice in this Dengxian Tower."

Obviously, the old man knew what Chu Ci was most worried about.

"Hmm."

After the ghost valley god conceals the heart method, it is memorized.

The sloppy old man slowly raised his head and took a sip of the wine gourd next to him.

"Little brother, after the death of the old man, his body can't escape the ending of being tempered into a monster by Wu Funa, I hope you can take away my eyes, I want to see my homeland again."

"If you can leave this Dengxian Tower one day, in your spare time, you will bother to find someone for the old man and help me talk to her."

Speaking of this, the sloppy old man paused for a moment.

"Under the acacia tree, there has never been regrets."

“…………”

The sloppy old man's voice became lower and lower, and he was talking to himself, but with a smile on his face...

"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son..."

Half an hour later, it's here.

The sloppy old man's voice disappeared completely, and every second was not bad.

Through the prison, Chu Ci looked at the sloppy old man who had completely lost his breath, was silent for a long time, and stretched out his hand in front of the old man.

Ghostly light, flickering.

Cangya's eyes slowly came out of their sockets and fell into Chu Ci's hands, petrified in an instant.

"You old man."

"Let me take you to see your homeland, but I don't say a word about where it is, let me bring you a message, but I don't say who it will bring you."

Wrapping away the petrified eyeballs, Chu Ci stood up and bowed respectfully.

He is not from the Guigu Gate, but the sloppy old man passed on his vertical and horizontal swordsmanship and Guigu Tuna, and explained to him the way of martial arts cultivation.

It also helped him pass through the eight veins, wash the bones and cut the marrow, and taught him the Divine Hidden Heart Method to solve the exposure problem he had been worried about, how could he be regarded as half a master.

Rumble~!

In the class room at the end of the prison, the door was once again shattered.

A new seven-day period has arrived, and the last medicine boy in the new batch of class rooms has also been alienated.

Chu Ci's brows furrowed, he left in a hurry, and he didn't carry the copper bell.

Knock, knock, knock...

From the room, a "person" crawled out.

The limbs are as slender as spiders, and the whole body is skinny, but the body is a foot tall.

In particular, the face has completely lost its human form, the bridge of the nose has disappeared, one eye is upside down in the center of the eyebrows, and a large mouth with fangs and sharp teeth occupies most of the face.

Demonization is different, Chu Ci has seen a lot of demonized medicine children in the past few months, and there are no special rules.

Chu Ci took out the wooden stick pinned to his waist, stared at the monster, adjusted his breathing, and the picture of 'flying rainbow through the sun' in his mind kept flashing back.

The monster roared and rushed towards Chu Ci, extremely fast, and stepped on the ground of the prison with a 'knock'.

"One blade seals the throat, and the rainbow flies through the sun!"

When the distance between the monster was only three zhang, Chu Ci's figure rushed out in an instant, like a flying rainbow passing by the monster's side.

'Bang'.

The monster slammed into the ground, and there was a line of blood around its neck, and gray-white blood overflowed.

Chu Ci looked sideways at the monster, this was his first actual battle.

The vertical and horizontal swordsmanship is really sharp, it can be done with only a wooden stick, and if it is replaced by a real sword, it must be even more powerful.

'Gray-white blood. ’

Chu Ci's gaze was attracted by the blood spilled by the monster.

Bell, bell, bell...

At this moment, there was a bell sound, this was the patrol deacon who sensed the demonization of the medicine boy and rushed to the building.

Chu Ci did not hesitate at all, and quickly left the dungeon through another exit.

A quarter of an hour later, the small courtyard.

Chu Ci crossed his knees in the east room, carefully recalling the trick just now.

"According to what the old man said, the strength of the newly demonized medicine boy is above the pulse and marrow, and he has reached the copper tendon and iron bone of the second realm of martial arts."

"I was able to slay that monster with a wooden stick, all because of that move."

"However, the consumption is also large, and with one move, the true qi in the body is almost exhausted."

After experiencing actual combat, Chu Cifang only experienced the bull fork of the Guigu vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, this thing is definitely a trick that can cross the realm of toughness.

Then, Chu Ci's brows furrowed.

Time was urgent, and he had no way to deal with the monster corpse.

And the monster dies in the dungeon, which will definitely cause the vigilance of Dengxian Tower, and the risk of his own exposure will increase.

From the logic that the longer you cultivate the immortal urn, the greater the value of the medicine.

In the eyes of the king in the clouds, I am afraid that he is no different from the thousand-year-old ginseng.

Once Dengxian Lou knows that he has not been demonized after cultivating for more than four months, it is estimated that he will be gnawed to the bone.

Run?

Unrealistic.

It seems that the freedom of a medicine boy like Chu Ci is not restricted, but it is within a certain range of activities, and if you want to sneak out of the Ascending Immortal Tower quietly, you must at least reach the innate realm.

"The second realm of martial arts, copper tendons and iron bones."

"It is divided into three steps, forging skin, refining tendons, and quenching bones."

The knowledge of these martial arts cultivation all came from the sloppy old man.

"According to what the old man said, at least after you have completed the quenching bone realm of copper tendons and iron bones, you can be qualified to walk alone on the rivers and lakes without joining any forces."

"Brother Chu."

Outside the door, Xiaobai's voice suddenly sounded.

There was a little tremor in his voice.

There are others. ’

Chu Ci secretly took a deep breath, and silently recited the ghost valley god hidden mind method that the old man had just taught in his heart.

Then he got up and opened the door.

In addition to Xiaobai, there are two people who come into view, both wearing bronze masks.

Chu Ci had never seen the two of them, but judging from the masks on their faces, they were the patrol deacon of the Dengxian Tower.

The composition of the personnel of Dengxian Tower, Chu Ci carefully analyzed, in addition to the medicine boy and the medicine boy in charge, such as the deacon who patrolled the building, these people are the real yin and yang warlocks of Dengxian Tower.

These people do not live in the courtyards, but in the Dengxian Tower.

Chu Ci asked the sloppy old man, these patrol deacons who accept monsters on weekdays, the most powerful are also in the forging skin realm of copper tendons and iron bones.

"I've seen two deacons."

Chu Ci respectfully clasped his fists and saluted.

"Have you ever been in the dungeon tonight?"

The two looked into Chu Ci's eyes.

"Back to the two deacons, I have been practicing the Tong Immortal Urn in the house tonight, and I have not gone out."

Chu Ci's face did not change.

"How long have you been in the Immortal Tower?"

Another emaciated deacon of Dengxian Tower suddenly asked, his eyes under the bronze mask staring at Chu Ci.