Great Xuanwu Sheng

Chapter 77 Year of Disaster

 【Black Jade Tendon Relief Method (0%)】

  【Experience: 11 points】

 Chen Mula was a little surprised that the progress of the Yijin method was no longer distinguished by small and large achievements on the system panel, but directly turned into more clear data.

 Chen Mu guessed that maybe at the stage of Yijin, every small progress will be more obvious, unlike when grinding skin and flesh, only when you leap from a small achievement to a big achievement, there will be an obvious leap in strength.

 This is something I also learned from Xiaohe.

 Although Yi Jin is also roughly divided into three small levels: Xiaocheng, Dacheng and Perfection, in fact the entire process of Yi Jin is a smoother and more stable improvement, without any cliff-like steps.

As for how to judge what kind of heat you have reached, you can distinguish it through some characteristics. For example, if the big tendons in the whole body collapse slightly, they will make an obvious sound. This is when you have entered the Yi Jin Xiaocheng.

If you can swing your limbs and swing your arms and make a loud sound like a long whip, that is Yi Jin Dacheng.

Chen Mu looked at the system panel. After thinking for a moment, he made an idea and tried to improve it.

 【Black Jade Yijin Method (1%)】

  【Experience: 1 point】

Improved the Black Jade Muscle Changing Technique by one percent, directly using up 10 experience points, but the effect was extremely obvious.

Chen Mu only felt a scorching heat, which came directly from the muscles all over his body. It started from the inside out, burning and roasting the muscles all over his body. A numbing feeling spread throughout his body. Without using any strength, he sat down softly in the barrel again.

Like this for about a quarter of an hour, the burning and numbing feeling gradually subsided, and the strength in the body finally slowly recovered.

When Chen Mu stood up again, he immediately felt significantly different from before. He only felt that the big muscles around his body seemed to have undergone some changes. When his limbs stretched, he felt that the muscles and membranes all over his body seemed to be more closely involved. Together.

“Is this the introduction to Yi Jin?”

 Chen Mu felt the changes in himself and looked thoughtful.

Many people have been asking for it but cannot get it. After exhausting the power of a Yijin Pill, they still cannot get started, that is, it always stays at 0% level.

Although 1% is only the starting point, the actual impact is earth-shaking, because it is equivalent to crossing the most difficult threshold. It can be said that even if he no longer relies on the system panel, Chen Mu can still steadily grow. Improve step by step until you can practice Yi Jin to perfection.

 It can be said that this step has been taken.

  It is a completely different watershed, a leap that countless warriors in the inner city are pursuing.

 On the system panel, it was just a slight click.

 Chen Mu looked at the gray water in the barrel, then got out of the bucket, picked up a towel and wiped himself briefly, and then walked out of the door.

Without asking Wang Ni to boil more hot water, she directly opened the ice cap in the water tank, rinsed her body with ice water, and then returned to the house and put on her clothes again.

　　Continue.

Chen Mu picked up the black jade Yijin Pill and weighed it carefully in his hand.

“If I can gain 11 points of experience by doing Jin Yi once a day, it may only take me a month to practice Yi Jin to a small extent, and the progress is not too slow.”

 Chen Mu was thinking in his mind.

In the step of Yijin, no matter which step it is, the body-tempering method pays more attention to the digestion and absorption of the medicine. The several fixed muscle training postures in the Yijin method are actually just to guide the big muscles of the whole body so that they can be better absorbed. The medicinal power needs to be tempered.

 The body quenching method focuses more on the process of ‘quenching’.

 Martial arts skills focus more on ‘practice’ and ‘enlightenment’.

“I don’t know what level Xu Hongyu has reached now.”

 Chen Mu suddenly thought of Xu Hongyu. During the Black Crow Sect's battle, Xu Hongyu's state had reached the level of Yijin Dacheng, but now it should be a little short of perfection.

When he first met Xu Hongyu, he had not yet begun to practice the body tempering method, but now he has entered the process of Yijin. Although it took nearly a year and a half, the progress can be described as amazing.

 Now.

With his body tempering progress, it may not be long before he can catch up with the body tempering method. By then, it may not be sure who will reach the perfection of Yijin first.

 Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

He didn't have any ill intentions towards Xu Hongyu, but after all, he was the first woman he met who had the highest level of martial arts. Although she had already far surpassed her in terms of skills, she had caught up with her in terms of body tempering. Naturally, she still had a different feeling. Chen For a moment, Mu just wanted to see what kind of expression would appear on Xu Hongyu's cold face.

 In fact, he didn’t know much about Xu Hongyu and had little contact with her. He was not as familiar with Xiao He as he was, and he didn’t think much of Xu Hongyu in the past.

Now that I think about it carefully, although the coldness is also a kind of beauty, it lacks a little vitality after all. If there can be some contrasting changes, it will be more interesting.

Um.

  It's a bit off track.

 Chen Mu came back to his senses, couldn't help but laugh, regained his thoughts, then walked to the yard, picked up a bamboo branch and started practicing kung fu.

Now that he has understood the artistic conception, he no longer needs to pick up a sword to practice swordsmanship. He can pick up dead wood and bamboo branches. The sword skills are not limited to the shape. As long as he is immersed in the understanding of the artistic conception, he can gain experience points.

 Swipe the bamboo branch.

 The snow in the courtyard was silently lifted up, split and scattered in the wind, turning into bunches of snowflakes, and finally they flew and circled around Chen Mu.

It seemed like heavy snow had fallen in the inner courtyard, covering only him. Until the scattered snowflakes gradually melted and turned into countless raindrops, these raindrops were still carried by the invisible wind blown by the bamboo branches, turning and moving with the bamboo branches.

Finally, Chen Mu thrust the bamboo branch forward in his hand.

 Click!

The fragile bamboo branch forcefully pierced into a large stone for practicing in the corner of the courtyard, and penetrated three-thirds of the way into the stone!

 …

time flies.

 In the blink of an eye, it is more than January.

The cold winter has not relieved the cold, but has become a little bit colder, which has also made the situation in the entire outer city continue to deteriorate.

The severe cold itself is not bad. Basically, every household saves firewood to survive the winter. During the cold winter months, every family closes the door and holds a stove. Some families do not have enough firewood, so they huddle together to keep each other warm, as long as there is a place to lean on. , basically you won’t freeze to death.

 But the problem is that the month-long severe cold, coupled with a lot of wind and snow, made many dilapidated old houses that had been in disrepair unable to withstand the stress and eventually collapsed.

on the street.

 In the thick snow, with the wind and snow blowing, several figures walked forward on the snow, and the snow was knee-deep with every step.

The leader was wearing a bamboo hat and dark green uniform. He was Chen Mu, the chief of the Wutongli City Guards.

Following him were Shang Qinglai and other chaotou.

The group of people walked through the streets and came to a slightly run-down neighborhood. The sound of wailing could be heard faintly in the wind and snow.

Looking ahead, we can see the dilapidated old houses, which collapse every other section. After some old houses collapsed, people wrapped in cotton-padded clothes and quilts can be seen huddled in the corners where the remaining bricks and tiles are piled up. They were in a ball, shivering from the cold.

Shang Qinglai quickly crossed the street, jumped up on an outer wall, looked down from a high place, and then came back to report:

“Sir, there was too much wind and snow last night, and Sanhuai Lane was severely damaged. At a rough estimate, at least a hundred families were affected.”

　　　…”

Chen Mu said nothing and walked along the street for a while.

Beside a collapsed old house on the roadside, a little girl with disheveled hair, wearing a shabby cotton jacket with patchwork pudding everywhere, huddled up in a corner.

Other than her, no other person could be seen. Only a few tattered clothes could be vaguely seen under the broken bricks and tiles of the collapsed old house.

Chen Mu stepped forward, reached out and touched the little girl's heart, and noticed that it was still a little warm, so he picked her up and held her in his arms, saying, "Bring the soup and medicine."

"yes."

Shang Qinglai responded and quickly walked out of the street.

The little girl was only six or seven years old. Chen Mu unzipped her clothes and buried her whole body in his arms to keep her warm. After waiting for a while, Shang Qing came to get a bowl of hot soup, opened the mouth and drank some. , that gray little face finally had a little more life.

“Sir, the initial count of the number of people affected by the disaster in Sanhuai Lane is more than 120 households. The number of people who froze to death and were buried last night was between 200 and 300, and there are probably more than 300 surviving victims.”

 Zhang Tong came over and reported on the investigation.

Chen Mu muttered: "Where are other places."

Zhang Tongtong: "Other places are slightly better, but except for the main streets and back streets, basically all are affected by the disaster. It is estimated that the number of victims will be doubled several times."

Thousands of people, this is not a small number. After all, there are only 20,000 to 30,000 households in Wutong, totaling over 100,000 people.

 “How much space is there behind the City Guards Department?”

 Chen Mu asked.

 When the disaster became increasingly serious half a month ago, he ordered the City Health Department to vacate most of the courtyard behind to temporarily house the victims.

 Zhang Tong said in a deep voice: "We can accommodate at most a few dozen more people."

Chen Mu looked at the disaster scene in the distance and said thoughtfully: "It looks like we have to build some temporary sheds."

Zhang Tong showed a trace of embarrassment and said: "Sir, in order to accommodate those victims, the public treasury has spent a lot of money recently. Although there is money confiscated by the Zheng family last time, if we take in this batch of victims again, it may be difficult to support it. Half a month."

 “You don’t have to worry about this.”

Chen Mu said calmly: "Go and contact me with the Liusha Gang, the Pirates Gang...the leaders of the six gangs. Tell me that I have something to do with them, and go to the Tianlai Restaurant on the main street after noon."

Hearing this, Zhang Tong was startled and said, "Sir, do you want to..."

 “Go.”

 Chen Mu didn't say much.

 Zhang Tong also understood immediately, bowed his head in response and left.

At this time, Shang Qinglai came closer and whispered: "Sir, if you want those gangs to contribute, I'm afraid it won't be easy. It's better to go to the Nan family and maybe get them to contribute."

Chen Mu gently touched the forehead of the girl in his arms and felt warmth gradually coming there. Then he glanced at Shang Qinglai and said, "There is no need to talk to the Nan family, they will help themselves. As for the six gangs... I Let me ask you, if they are unwilling to contribute at this time, then what is the meaning of their existence?"

These words were spoken in a calm tone, but mixed with the cold winter, they seemed to make the air a little bit colder, making Shang Qinglai feel awe-inspiring and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

 (End of this chapter)