"At the beginning of martial arts, the focus is on cultivating muscles, bones and skin, and only a strong body is the foundation of future martial arts achievements."

The one-armed old eunuch leaned under the jujube tree, and opposite him sat Liu Wenchuan and Qi Yu.

"Today's martial arts cultivation is divided into four stages: one is the quenching of the body. As the name suggests, polishing a good physique is the foundation of martial arts;

The second is gas gathering. The body is polished well is the foundation, and the warrior fights by a breath of true qi, when fighting, a breath of true qi does not fall, and the more you fight, the more courageous you are;

The third is divine will. Although it is said farther, the popularity of martial arts should be tangible, standing as sharp as a gun, moving as brave as a tiger, shooting quickly and accurately, and comprehending the divine meaning of the form, which is the true meaning of martial arts;

Four is above the ten realms. The pinnacle of martial arts must have the spirit of the heroic soul, the courage of the martial spirit, and the will of the true god; ”

The old eunuch spoke with a radiant and radiant face. Liu Wenchuan and Qi Yu listened to it with yearning and excitement.

Emperor! For every martial artist who practices martial arts, it is a kind of yearning and a lifelong dream. What you think, what you do. The palm of the hand is like a sword that can split mountains and seas, and the sharp eyes are like torches, which can decide life and death.

However, the most difficult part of the martial arts road is the polishing of the warrior's body.

A period of quenching is divided into three realms: one realm opens the skin, Liu Wenchuan began to practice with the old eunuch at the age of six, and it is also the most bitter and tiring beginning in his memory.

In the first realm, from the initial standing pile, to the sparring of the skin and flesh, it took four years; The second realm of forging bones, which can be said to be the beginning of broken bones, the tempering of life and death, he and Qi Yu have experienced three years together; The third realm willow tendons, it has been three years now, and the pinnacle of the three realms is that the whole body is as tough as willows, laying a good foundation for the qi gathering stage.

The second stage of qi gathering is divided into three realms, namely: wood pith realm, silver pith realm, and gold pith realm. The true qi of the warrior is invisible and shadowless, but it exists in the body of the warrior, just like the bone marrow of the human body, which is a continuous source of blood for the body. The cultivation of the Qi Gathering Stage is to cultivate the true qi like bone marrow for the body, providing a steady stream of energy for the martial artist.

The third stage of divine consciousness is also divided into three realms, namely: form artistic conception, true artistic conception, and divine artistic conception.

As for the fourth stage, above the Ten Realms, it is too ethereal to be spoken.

"What realm is Senior Brother Chengqi in now?" Liu Wenchuan has always been very curious, since the last time he followed Chengqi to intercept and kill those officers and soldiers, the strength shown by Chengqi made Liu Wenchuan very fascinated.

On the one hand, the ears of Chengqi, who is cooking in the pot, are called a sharp one, and his body is even more agile. Floating over like the wind, with a smile on his face, he raised his arrogant head, and said condescendingly to Liu Wenchuan:

"Senior brother will always be your senior brother, known as the number one martial arts wizard in the village, and he has already reached the Golden Marrow Realm in his twenties."

"Shh

Qi Yu next to him let out a disdainful sneer, got up and picked up his wooden sword and left alone.

Don't look at him living in this temple, since Liu Wenchuan came here at the age of six to start cultivating, he has never seen Qi Yu's good face. Even everyone here, including the old eunuch and the old Dao Master, Qi Yu had an expression of owe him money.

Regarding Qi Yu's attitude, Chengqi was not angry. Just pinched his waist and stood there, feeling Liu Wenchuan's envious eyes. The old eunuch leaning on the big tree closed his eyes again, probably because he was old, and he could fall asleep while talking.

"Senior Brother Chengqi, I haven't seen you cultivate all these years, why is your realm so high?" Liu Wenchuan tilted his head and continued to ask.

Chengqi sat directly next to Liu Wenchuan and explained with a smile: "Hmm... Of course you can't see that while you're busy working on the beach, I'm fighting with the perverts in the village. When you were listening to the old nose lecture at the Taoist temple, I was fighting with the intruders in the woods. My realm today is all desperately worked out. If you don't break through the realm quickly and don't solidify yourself, you will die. ”

"Makoto! Wok! Wok! What a mess! ”

At this moment, the old Taoist priest in the room suddenly yelled angrily.

"Ouch, my pot!" Chengqi jumped up suddenly, and flew to his pot with a puff of smoke, taking pity on the hare that he had caught in the morning.

......

The sun is setting, the night is falling, and on the way down the mountain.

Liu Wenchuan's words echoed in his mind, he was already sixteen years old, and he was not really stupid and thoughtless. In addition to preaching to him and Qi Yu, the old Taoist priest taught them more about the history, humanities, and terroir of this world.

More than ten years ago, there was a powerful dynasty in Qizhou where they were located, and Great Qi fell. The old Taoist priest told a lot about Daqi, from the princes and nobles to the local folk customs, from the military to the economy, from the heyday... to the fall of the dynasty.

The people in the village and the Taoist temple are very strange, isolated from the world, but they know the movements of the whole world.

It wasn't until Senior Brother Chengqi took him to intercept and kill the officers and soldiers who came that he was really sure of one thing. The people in the entire village should be the people of the Great Qi Dynasty, and Qi Yu in the Taoist Temple is so arrogant, it may be the royal status of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Senior Brother Chengqi has today's high achievements, and they all come desperately. The gun in his hand is not the black spirit of the Yang family of the Great Qi Dynasty, a loyal Yang family army, sworn to protect the Great Qi to the death.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenchuan couldn't help but start to feel distressed, Senior Brother Chengqi. I thought that the only person who lived in this village was myself, but now it seems that everyone is more optimistic than themselves, and they all hide their suffering in their hearts.

After returning to the village, Liu Wenchuan walked out of the house with a basket, which was a stack of yellow rice paper that the old man had exchanged for herbs. Something is written on it in a regular way.

Beneath a wad of paper is a small pot of shochu and a few wild fruits picked in the mountains.

Today is his birthday, and his parents have died on the sea, and the sea is their grave.

Whenever it comes to such and such festivals, Liu Wenchuan will carry the basket like this, and he doesn't know if his father will drink. But people who want to come to the sea all year round will drink this kind of home-brewed small roast in the village to ward off the cold.

Although he can't remember the appearance of his parents, he can't stop the thoughts in his heart.

When he came to the beach, Liu Wenchuan did not immediately take out the contents of the basket. Instead, he just sat on the beach and stared at the sea. Whenever he had something happy or unhappy, he would secretly come to the beach and tell the sea about it.

It seems that he wants to tell his parents, even if he can't get the answer he wants, but he will feel better when he says it.

The South Stygian Sea is already the southernmost point of the continent, and no one knows what is on the other side of the sea, and no one has ever really seen the end of the sea.

At this time, on the sea hundreds of miles away, three huge building ships slowly walked towards this side. And the strange scene is that in front of these three big ships, there are actually six people stepping on the waves, as if chasing and looking for something.

To be able to train oneself as light as a feather, and to lift one's qi on the sea, at least if you are a martial arts master with that artistic conception.

On the rivers and lakes, a small master of the Seven Realms with a shape and artistic conception can already start a sect in a small country like the Yuan Cangguo. However, six masters of artistic conception appeared on the surface of the sea, which shows that these three buildings are absolutely extraordinary.

On the deck of the big ship in the middle, there was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a golden robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, frowning and looking at the sea ahead.

"What's going on? Can't catch such a little snake? ”

An impatient voice came from the young man's mouth, and the purple-robed old man among the six people at sea floated to the ship.

"Childe, this wisp of dragon qi probably fled to the coast. But it will definitely not run too far, chasing it at sea for so many days, if you don't give in to you, it will only dissipate, and I believe that it will not be stupid enough to disappear completely. ”

"Then there is Lao Lao, and I am really about to vomit after so many days of shaking on the sea. Why don't you hurry? ”

"Let Childe suffer!" The purple-robed old man confessed, floated to the sea again, and took the other five people directly towards the coast a hundred miles away.

The moon rises into the sky.

Liu Wenchuan, who was by the sea, put a pot of soju and wild fruits on the beach, dug a sand pit, and lit the rice paper that he had prepared long ago. The family is poor, and there is no chance to go to the small town outside to buy some dark money and paper money back. According to what the old Taoist priest taught him, he used rice paper to write, write, and paint, no matter whether he used it or not, at least he had a piece of mind.

He said something inconsequential to the sea, probably telling his parents that he was sixteen years old and had grown up. For so many years, the people in the village have taken good care of me, I am not hungry or tired, and I have a master and a brother. Let your parents rest assured that if you want to think about yourself, you will have a dream.

After doing all this, Liu Wenchuan stood up and extinguished the fire and was about to go home. Suddenly, a faint light burst out of the seawater, shooting directly towards his eyebrows.

Liu Wenchuan was startled, and subconsciously raised his arm to block his eyes, but the light was too fast, and it crashed into his eyebrows. His whole body was carried by the impact and flew up, and there was a tingling pain in his mind, and he fell on the beach and fainted.

On the sea, the purple-robed old man's heart shook, and the aura of chasing suddenly disappeared.

What's going on? Could it be that someone on this shore actually subdued that dragon qi? The ominous premonition made the old man have to urge the people around him, "Quick! ”

If this dragon qi was really absorbed, they would have chased the sea day and night for more than a month, but they really had no face to go back.

In the Lingxu Mountain, the old Taoist priest and the one-armed old man sat under the jujube tree to drink and admire the moon.

Suddenly, the fleeting breath of the shore was captured by the two of them at the same time. The one-armed old man stood up and squinted at the shore under the night sky.

The old Taoist priest deduced in his heart, frowned, then shook his head and sighed, looking up at the sky, he was both unwilling and a little helpless: "The comfortable life of the past fifteen years is enough, it seems that the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Ghost Valley have finally cooperated." ”

"I'll settle it."

The one-armed old man stood under the jujube tree, the laziness on his body was swept away, and now the aura of his body was mellow and unpretentious, but it was full of fierce killing intent.

"Bring Qi Yu." The old Taoist priest suddenly spoke.

"Good!"

The young Taoist priest was in the room, and a light breeze blew, and the little Taoist priest who was reading a book disappeared with it. At the same time, the one-armed old man in the courtyard also lost his figure.

As soon as the two left, the young Taoist priest at the gate of the courtyard ran back.

"Master?"

Chengqi's gaze followed the old Taoist priest and looked at the sea below the mountain. The few breaths of the sea rushing towards this side were not hidden, so he could feel it too.

Could it be that these breaths deliberately bypassed themselves and went straight to the village? The first thing he thought of was that he had been negligent when he killed someone, and cold sweat was leaking down his back almost instantly.

"Master, I didn't find them on the other side of the mountain, I'm sorry I was negligent." Chengqi immediately lowered his head with a guilty face.

"Silly boy, what does it have to do with you. If you really want to come from there, can you come back? This is all done by the stinky and shameless guys in Guigu. It's time to come after all. Don't run around lately, maybe we'll be out of here soon. ”

The old Taoist priest with a rosacea nose raised his hand and patted Chengqi's shoulder, looking in the direction of the sea with a somewhat stunned look.

There was no need for the old Taoist priest to explain anything, Chengqi had long known that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Looking down the mountain again, my eyes were not at the sea, but at the small fishing village at the foot of the mountain.

"Little junior brother, daughter-in-law, it seems that our parting is much earlier than expected!"

Chengqi sighed in his heart, as for the terrible breath on the seaside, there is a high top when the sky falls.

Since it had nothing to do with him, he didn't bother to think about it, and went straight back to his room.

Inexplicably, he was taken to the beach, taking a look at the unconscious poor sour boy on the ground. Qi Yu showed an angry look on his face, and he didn't speak, just glared at the one-armed old man beside him viciously.

"You want me to kill him?"

"Kill him?" The one-armed old man directly ignored Qi Yu's eyes with murderous intent, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Do you think you can do it?" ”

Three more figures quietly appeared behind the one-armed old man and the little Taoist.

The one-armed old eunuch looked at the sea with his eyes and said behind him: "Cripple, you take people back first." ”

Then he said to the iron rod on the other side: "Protect this kid, you don't have to make a move for a while." ”

Finally, he said to the old man: "Old Yu, you can act when you see the opportunity." ”

The iron rod glanced at Qi Yu, still standing in place and not moving. The little Taoist priest glared at him angrily, and this feeling of being ignored really pierced his young heart.

The lame man carried the unconscious Liu Wenchuan and slipped away quietly, and there were only four people standing on the beach on the big coast, their eyes staring at the dark sea, only the sound of the waves rippling, which made the young man named Qi Yu inexplicably irritable.

When the lame man returned to the village with Liu Wenchuan, at the door of each house, they all stood tall and looked at the sea with their eyes.

"What are you worried about, it's none of your business, go back to sleep."

"Are you alright?" The man surnamed Xu, who was angry, asked.

Zhao lame nodded, his eyes drifted to Liu Wenchuan who was carrying him, and left quickly.

Xu Hanzi watched Zhao lame leave, and shouted to everyone: "Go home and sleep." ”

On the sea.

After a while, six well-dressed old men came slowly on the waves, and their purple and red robes looked very dazzling against the halo around them.

At the moment when the six people appeared, the cloudy eyes of the one-armed old man suddenly opened.

This side of the world seems to be pinched by an invisible hand, time seems to stand still, and the waves have become a pool of stagnant water at this moment, the waves have receded, the sea breeze has breathed, and only the majestic breath instantly envelops the heaven and the earth.

In this side of heaven and earth, there are only these ten people left.

The hearts of the six old men on the sea set off a huge wave at the same time!

Under the dark night sky, there is no sound of waves crashing against the stone walls of the beach, no insects and birds, only the sea breeze is gentle, mixed with a faint salty taste.

The six old men stood quietly on the sea, and they didn't know whether it was the dampness of the sea that soaked into their clothes, or the sweat on their backs and bodies, which made the six of them shiver at the same time.

Good for a while.

The old man in the purple robe popped out of his mouth with a name that didn't quite look like a name, "Qi Eleven? ”

However, in the next second, his body instantly flew back to the sea like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof..."

The body slammed into an invisible wall on the sea, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the arrogant purple robe withered.

The old man's life, most of his life is gone.