Zhang Linchen strengthened his will again, but the pain in his body made him moan. He had already lost too much blood, and his body was extremely weak, and even if he had an immortal seed, he could only effectively contain the aggravation of his injuries, let alone recover completely.

Because the wound was increasing so quickly, almost no skin on his body was now intact, covered with thick bloody scabs.

Moreover, he could feel that the immortal seed seemed to be about to wither, which made him immediately wake up, the immortal seed was still in the process of transformation, if there was really any bad problem, he wouldn't even have time to cry at that time.

In the middle, he wanted to take Jin Yanguo, but as soon as he took it out, the fruit was crushed and turned into powder, which made him cry and laugh.

Zhang Linchen let out a low roar and used all his strength to move forward and approach the wooden door. The fact that he was able to move under this unparalleled weight was a good sign, albeit with extreme effort.

As he moved slightly, an unforgettable pain came from his body, and the blood scabs on the surface broke one after another, and a large amount of bright red blood flowed out.

But none of this could stop him from moving forward and his belief in becoming stronger, and every time he moved, he couldn't help but gasp for breath, and it was as if he had a mountain on his back, which overwhelmed him and almost collapsed.

Finally, he touched the wooden door, and in an instant, all the stress and fear disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Linchen's face was like a blank piece of paper, and now he felt that the burden he was carrying was gone, and his tense body and mind suddenly relaxed, and he fell directly to the ground and fainted.

During this coma, he had a dream, dreaming of the village where he was a child, where Master Qi Yun and Senior Brother Wang Wu and his family were in the village, and everyone lived happily and carefree.

Unfortunately, the dream was not reality, and he woke up with regret and loss on his face, plus a hint of confusion.

He got up and looked down at himself, and saw that his body was covered with blood scabs, as well as various stains, the most important thing being that he was completely naked.

"It's good that there is no one else here. Zhang Linchen thought to himself.

Although he looked very embarrassed and had been seriously injured, in fact, the injuries on his body had long since healed, and they were all the work of the immortals.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously felt the situation of the immortal seed, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief. Except for some of the immortal species that consume too much, the others are still normal, and the most important thing is that it does not affect its transformation.

Zhang Linchen took out the last Golden Flame Fruit, then swallowed it in one gulp, turning it into a large amount of essence, part of which was absorbed by the flesh and part of which was integrated into the immortal seed.

He clenched his fists, the vigorous qi and blood in his body surged, and he felt the incomparable strength of his physical body. Of course, this is an illusion, but it can also indirectly indicate the growth of his strength. In addition, he has been tempered by a lot of battles, and he has made great progress overall, which can be called a transformation.

Zhang Linchen glanced around, and then he set his eyes on the wooden door in front of him.

It was a single door, and he observed it for a moment, then reached out and gently opened the ordinary door.

In the eye is a white jade altar, emitting divine radiance, floating on the light spots, like stars in the night, flashing with strange light, very dreamy. Together, they form a long river-like thing, moving slowly, like a galaxy.

Zhang Linchen stood outside the door, probed his brain and looked at it for a while, except for the altar, the ground also changed.

It was no longer a white slate, nor a bottomless, deep and terrifying darkness, but was replaced by something like a cloud, and there was still a slightly hazy, unsightly light above.

He tentatively stepped over the doorframe and stepped on something like a cloud on the ground, which was actually substantial, and it looked very solid. Unlike flooring, this thing is softer to step on, like a leather fluff.

At this moment, he found that all the blood stains on the leg he had stepped out had disappeared and had become clean and white. This phenomenon really surprised him, how did the skin that was still dirty just now become so clean?

He pondered for a moment, and thought of this door, which must have been made by this thing. He tried to put his arm inside the door, and suddenly a very faint cool sensation swept through this arm, and then the blood scab on it was scattered like dust.

At this moment, he suddenly reacted and touched his face. Just now he put his head in, will there be such a change, after some rubbing, sure enough, the blood stains on his face are gone.

"This door should have the effect of removing stains and purifying the body. ”

Zhang Linchen guessed for a moment, and then walked in.

After feeling some imperceptible coldness, all the unclean things on his body turned to flying ashes, and his body and mind became much more ethereal. He hurriedly took out a spare set of clothes from the jade pendant and quickly put them on.

In an instant, he felt refreshed and refreshed, and the "Recipe for Longevity" was able to operate normally, and his spiritual power could be swayed freely, and it seemed that the prohibition had disappeared.

He took out the stone talisman and felt the green qi of creation again, both of which were very normal and could be used.

Then he looked back, and sure enough, the wooden door was gone.

Standing here, he felt as if he had come to the land of heaven, or the abode of the gods, and as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight, only countless "clouds".

After that, he came to the white jade altar and turned around, but found nothing special. In other words, there is an extraordinary aura everywhere, but nothing more striking in comparison, except for the galaxy on the altar. After a moment of careful consideration, he decided to go up to the altar and take a look.

As soon as he stepped on the altar, the surrounding environment changed, and the soft light disappeared, replaced by an endless void, but the stars were still there, only shining brighter than before.

Zhang Linchen seemed to be in a dark and cold universe, except for the starlight, there was only a deep void around him, and there was also darkness under his feet.

"Where is this? Is it the boundless darkness beneath the Land of Trials?"

Immediately, he shook his head, unable to guess at all.

He looked at the beautiful starlight around him, and wondered what it was.

Reaching out to touch it, he just came into contact with a point of light, which suddenly fell into his palm and emitted a brilliant light.

Zhang Linchen couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that he had actually returned to the white altar.

In the next moment, he felt something heavy in his hand, so he fixed his eyes and saw that it was a stone slab, simple and desolate, as if it was something from thousands of years ago.

The slate was made of hard material, as if it had been buckled from somewhere, and nine humanoid patterns were depicted on it, and many small dots were marked in them, which he recognized as the acupuncture points of the human body.

The people on the nine patterns have different postures and acupuncture points, but they all exude a very fierce aura together, like an ancient killing god.

In a trance, Zhang Linchen seemed to see nine figures killing in all directions, conquering all races, sweeping the heavens, the entire sky was dyed red, and the nine figures were bathed in blood, and finally each posed and appeared on a stone slab.

Zhang Linchen came back to his senses, looking at the nine patterns with excitement, and he found that there were three small characters on the far right of the slate.

Just now, his eyes were completely attracted by the humanoid pattern, so he didn't pay attention to it, he took a closer look, the font is very ancient, the brushwork is sharp, full of charm. If other people see these words, they may be inexplicable and don't recognize them at all.

But he has read books on this subject and knows more about ancient texts, the first two words should be "Zhu Xian", and he thought about the last word for a long time, but he really didn't understand.

However, he looked at the poses of these humanoid patterns and thought that it should be a magic technique related to boxing. Thinking of this, he continued to ponder the third word, and finally he came up with the answer, which was a "fist" word.

Together, it is: Zhuxian Boxing.

This is really a door magic, and it is crowned with the word "Zhu Xian", the word "immortal" Zhang Linchen has rarely seen in the book, and it is some myths and legends.

It is rumored that "immortals" are the oldest beings in the world, older than the gods, and longer than heaven and earth. But there are no traces of "immortals" in the world, and no one has ever seen "immortals", so it is likely that they do not exist in this world at all. Either it is made up, or it is too old, gradually forgotten by the world, and then disappears.

This legal name is "Zhuxian Fist", Zhang Linchen has a hunch, its origin is very large, it is by no means ordinary, and it may be beyond his imagination.

Zhang Linchen couldn't put it down and stroked the slate, this thing is definitely not ordinary, the material is extremely hard, but the size of the basin is extremely heavy in his hand.

Suddenly, his thought moved, since the slate is a treasure, will it be more extraordinary to use spiritual power to recuperate?

He urged the "Recipe for Longevity", and a milky white light spread from the palm of his hand to the slate, and after a moment the slate did not move.

Just when Zhang Linchen thought it was useless, the slate suddenly erupted with a powerful suction, and he only felt that a large amount of spiritual power was pouring out of his body, and in an instant, the sea of qi was empty, and the slate disappeared.

He was shocked, what was the matter? What about the slate?

Immediately after, he felt that something was more in the sea of qi, and after careful inspection, it turned out to be the stone slab.

"How did it get into my sea of qi?" Zhang Linchen was very surprised.

The slate is simple and dull, rising and falling in the sea of air, and suddenly, the nine humanoid patterns on it seem to be alive, and they all "get up", stand on the slate, and begin to show various movements, complex and profound, very magical. They are also shining with points of light, which are the embodiment of acupuncture points.

"This ......"

Zhang Linchen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he was not teaching him to learn "Zhuxian Fist"!

So he stared at the men with simple lines, but since there were nine of them, the movements were so complex that he didn't remember much until they were back on the slate, still and still.

"It absorbed all my spiritual power just now, that's why it's like this, so as long as I inject a lot of spiritual power into it in the future, won't I be able to observe the movements of these 'villains' at any time?" Zhang Linchen was a little excited, and said with a smile: "This time it's really worth the trip!"

He was still standing on the altar, because the aura here was relatively strong, so he hurriedly meditated on the spot and performed the divine exercises. After a while, his aura was filled with spiritual power again, and then he poured all his spiritual power into the stone slab, and then, those little people moved again, making lifelike movements.

Zhang Linchen worked hard to observe and remember, and this time he realized a lot of things.

In this way, he repeatedly made the slate manifest, learned the movements of the villain, and those acupuncture points, and after a while, he wrote them all down.

Next, he silently experienced it in his heart, and then his body unconsciously followed the villain in his memory, doing the same movements, almost forgetting himself.

He didn't think about it, and it took a long time for him to do this, until he felt something unusual around him.