Martial Dao of Longevity: I Use Qi and Blood To Add Points Infinitely

  Chapter 15 Don't Be a Virgin in Troubled Times

  A few days later, the heavy rain finally stopped.

   But there is no fresh air in the air, because the ground is full of mud, and there are many migrating refugees coming and going on the road, emitting some strange smells.

  Lu Wangchuan woke up from the meditation, opened his eyes, and two lightning flashes loomed.

   "The further back the dantian is, the purer the body becomes. It seems that it is to transform into a brand new creature. Could it be that the essence of practice is also another way of life evolution?"

  Lu Wangchuan pondered for a moment, then opened the light curtain.

  Name: Lu Wangchuan.

  Cultivation level: Dantian state.

   Vitality and blood: 1402.

  Working method: Dao fetal breathing method (seven layers), Wuji Kendo (four layers), Tiangang Eight Steps (one layer)

   Without hesitation, Lu Wangchuan directly added points to Wuji Sword Dao, making it reach the fifth floor.

  The energy and blood in his body boiled for a while, and Lu Wangchuan felt that the sword intent in his body was deeper, and the five-level Wuji swordsmanship, when used again, was infinitely powerful.

  He tried to use Zhan Shenjian to make a move, and with one sword strike, a section of the sword's edge a foot away was gnawed off skin, and the branch full of tooth marks broke on the spot.

   "It has been able to emit a trace of sword energy."

  Lu Wangchuan was a little surprised, because he didn't cut the branch, which means that a foot away from the sword's edge, the sword energy has already formed, which will cause the branch to break.

"In general, the dantian realm can only attach the true energy to the weapon at most, and cannot release the true energy. That is something that only the strong in the secret realm of heaven and man can do. But now I can vaguely do a little bit, it should be It has something to do with exercises and swords."

  Under normal circumstances, ordinary people may not be able to cultivate both internal strength and combat martial arts to a relatively high level.

  Because they have limited time, unlike Lu Wangchuan who can only practice one mental method, and Wuji swordsmanship is also different from Lieshanquan, the cultivation of extraordinary level skills is much more difficult.

  If one wants to cultivate to the fifth level of the Wuji Sword Dao while cultivating internal strength, it may take more than ten or twenty years of practice to achieve it under the condition of good comprehension.

   And I only took less than one-tenth of the time, which can be called a rocket-like speed.

   In addition, the Zhan Shenjian given to him by the master has a special material and is extremely sharp, so he can shape the sword energy!

   Patted Zhan Shenjian in relief, he put the sword back into the scabbard, and began to rush towards the direction of Shenshuizong.

  The reason why he didn't rush there in such a hurry was because he found that he could meet many relocated chambers of commerce along the way, so he could take the opportunity to buy some materials and put them in the storage bag.

  These chambers of commerce were busy on their way, and they thought it was troublesome to carry the goods, and they wanted the space to be robbed by others. They wished that someone would buy them with gold and silver. Lu Wangchuan took the opportunity to harvest and bought a lot of materials at preferential prices.

  Based on this estimate, when I reach the Shenshui Sect, I can improve my cultivation a lot.

  The sects are also very competitive, the stronger the strength is, the more stable you will be.

  After only a few minutes of driving, a little girl, about ten years old, was walking towards me on the avenue, with ragged clothes and a pitiful appearance.

   "Uncle, please, take me to find my grandma, okay? Wooooooooow. I got separated from them."

   "Auntie, please."

  However, the refugee who is on the way can't protect herself, who will help her find her parents?

   Soon she came to Lu Wangchuan's side, before that dirty little hand touched Lu Wangchuan's clothes, Lu Wangchuan glanced over coldly.

"roll!"

  The faint murderous aura revealed on his body made the other party tremble with fright, and he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, covered in mud and water.

   Just at this time, two well-dressed women who had obviously practiced some martial arts came up behind them, and said in a bad mood:

   "What are you attacking her for? She's just a child."

   "A big man, can't he have a kind heart? Come, little sister, we will take you to find your mother."

   "Thank you, sister."

  The little girl got up and pointed forward.

   "My grandma should be right up front."

  Lu Wangchuan reminded me.

   "It's best not to meddle in your own business."

  As soon as this remark came out, the two women were even more contemptuous.

   "If you don't have a heart of benevolence, why don't you allow others to? Are you worthy of being a human being?"

  Lu Wangchuan shook his head and said no more.

  Good words are hard to persuade, **** it.

  Although the girl was dressed in rags, she was quite plump, and her hair was messy but thick and thick. She didn't look like a malnourished person at all, and was incompatible with refugees in this troubled world.

   And her slightly yellow iris, which is not the color that a normal person should have.

   At this time, the little girl turned her head and gave Lu Wangchuan a vicious look, and then quickly followed the two girls and disappeared into the crowd in front of her.

  Lu Wangchuan continued on his way with a long sword on his back. He was dressed neatly and looked out of place with ordinary disaster victims. Naturally, there were some people with ulterior motives in the crowd who wanted to get closer to him.

  However, Lu Wangchuan will never be soft-hearted, and anyone who approaches him will be killed without mercy. As time goes by, no one dares to approach him casually.

  In troubled times, the Holy Mother will only bring more troubles, and killing decisively is the only option to avoid troubles.

   After driving for twenty or thirty miles, Lu Wangchuan bought enough materials to make two pots of spiritual liquid from two convoys from the chamber of commerce. As it was getting late, he planned to find a place to brew the spiritual liquid.

  Away from the main road, he came across a ruined temple, and was about to go in to light a fire. Before he entered, he smelled a strong smell of meat with his keen sense of smell.

   "Anyone?"

  He was a little vigilant, closely observing, and could not help but narrow his eyes.

   There is a large cauldron inside, still steaming.

   Lying on the ground was a naked woman with scars all over her body.

  Lu Wangchuan glanced at the woman and found that she looked familiar. Isn't this the woman who took the little girl to find her mother during the day?

  The other woman has disappeared...

   It seems that my guess is probably right, that little girl is not a good thing.

  He sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave.

  This place is too disgusting, so he decided to boil the spiritual liquid in another place.

   But his sigh obviously woke up the other party.

"Who!"

  The woman exclaimed, got up from the ground, and looked at Lu Wangchuan outside the door vigilantly, and when she saw Lu Wangchuan's face clearly, her eyes were scarlet instantly, her silver teeth were clenched and creaked.

   "It's you! Are you with them?"

  Lu Wangchuan shook his head.

   "I'm not that tasteless, I just happened to pass by."

   "You know that little **** is a bad person, why didn't you tell us? Why didn't you tell us clearly?"

  Lu Wangchuan stopped talking, turned around and left.

  He had already reminded these two women not to meddle in their own business, they were still mocking him at the time. Now I have to blame myself for why I didn't tell them? It's ridiculous.

  In troubled times, what kind of sympathy is there for nothing?

   Let's take care of your own life first.

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  (end of this chapter)