Nine Turns Sword God

The immortal energy of heaven and earth has its own spirituality. If you don't admit that you are strong enough, you can only try to attract it.

The Return to Dust Heart Sutra suppresses your own breath to a very weak level, so as to avoid the perception of the immortal energy.

The floating immortal energy has low intelligence, and it will approach if it thinks there is no one here, so it will be absorbed and refined.

Although it is a low-level breathing method, it is better than nothing.

The realm is completely lost, but the understanding is still there.

Just reading the Return to Dust Heart Sutra once, Chu Shaoyang has begun to practice.

His breath is getting weaker and weaker, and it disappears completely in just a few breaths.

The old man on the side turned his head in surprise: "You can understand it in three breaths?"

"This talent is probably stronger than the dean."

But he was also confused.

With such a strong talent, how can he still be an ordinary person?

Chu Shaoyang finally absorbed some immortal energy and was about to inject it into Dantian to regain strength.

Suddenly, the spirit bone trembled slightly, and all the absorbed immortal energy was swallowed by the spirit bone, leaving nothing!

"Leave some for me!"

Chu Shaoyang was so angry that his teeth itched!

When he was in the God Realm, he was so strong that he could suppress the power of the spirit bone.

Now he has lost all his power, and he can't control the spirit bone absorbing the immortal energy!

Seeing the immortal energy he had absorbed with great difficulty gone, Chu Shaoyang wanted to cry but had no tears.

Moreover, the Guichen Heart Sutra was too weak. If the immortal energy in a certain position was completely absorbed, he had to change positions.

Helplessly, he changed more than a dozen positions in a row that night and circled the lake.

Until the next morning, all the immortal energy Chu Shaoyang absorbed was sucked dry by the spirit bone.

"You are persistent."

The old man showed approval: "You have a good talent, but it's a pity that you are not a material for cultivation."

"Come and talk to me often when you are free."

Chu Shaoyang sighed, said goodbye to the old man and returned to the Li family.

As soon as he returned to Li Ruoyun's residence, he saw Yue'er leading several servants waiting at the door.

Yue'er asked: "You didn't come back all night, where did you go?"

Chu Shaoyang answered truthfully: "I went fishing with an old man by the lake outside the city."

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, and the three servants laughed.

"Is it the idiot who does nothing but sits there fishing all day and hasn't caught a single fish in ten years?"

"It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and only a fool like you would go with him."

Yue'er's face changed slightly: "How dare you!"

"No matter what, he is the nominal husband of the young lady. How can you discuss him?"

Several people bowed and apologized quickly, but they were not convinced in their hearts.

They are all cultivators with realms. Why should they apologize to a useless person?

Yue'er said again: "Take the broom and sweep the floor!"

"Sweep before noon, otherwise there will be no food!"

After she finished speaking, she returned to the room to serve tea to Li Ruoyun.

Li Ruoyun looked through the martial arts and glanced at the yard.

Looking at Chu Shaoyang's clumsy sweeping posture, he sighed and shook his head.

"He can't even do hard labor. I guess he could only beg before and had no skills."

"That's good. There's no need to worry about him causing any trouble."

Not long after, a servant hurried over.

Li Ruoyun followed the servants and left, as if there was something important.

It was noon, and Chu Shaoyang and three servants were going to eat after cleaning the yard.

At this time, the servants surrounded him.

"Sister Yue'er is not here, I wonder who can protect you!"

The servant in the lead had dark skin, which seemed to be caused by years of sun exposure.

Chu Shaoyang said lightly: "Why, do you want to teach me a lesson?"

The dark-skinned servant snorted coldly: "Do you really think that the lady is kind enough to give you alms, and you are a member of the Li family?"

"Here, you are just the lowest beast, if you want to live, get under my crotch!"

He lifted the hem of his clothes and pointed arrogantly at his crotch.

The other two servants were making a fuss.

Chu Shaoyang just glanced at him and turned to leave.

"Shame on you!"

The dark-skinned servant gave an order: "Teach him a lesson, be careful not to beat him to death!"

"Yes!"

The two men walked over with a grim smile, their muscles throbbing, as if they were hiding some kind of power.

Chu Shaoyang could not sense it, but he could see the changes in their bodies.

They gathered their strength in their arms, which meant they were going to punch.

Sure enough, the two punched Chu Shaoyang's lower abdomen at the same time.

Chu Shaoyang reacted very quickly, jumped up instantly, and stepped directly on the arms of the two.

Not only were the two shocked, but Chu Shaoyang was also a little surprised.

Did his speed seem to have increased?

His body became lighter, as if it was due to the absorption of immortal energy before.

"Quite agile!"

The two snorted coldly. They had just lost face, so they would naturally be heavier when they attacked again.

The muscles stirred, and the strength gathered in the legs again, and they kicked sideways at the same time.

Chu Shaoyang easily avoided it with a backflip.

"Little bastard!"

The dark-skinned servant was angry: "No matter how agile you are, can you be my opponent in the second level of the Spirit Bone Realm?"

He took a step forward, his figure flashed like lightning, and instantly killed in front of Chu Shaoyang.

So fast!

Chu Shaoyang was willing but not strong enough to dodge and was hit on the shoulder.

Bang!

He stepped back several steps, his arm was dislocated.

The dark-skinned servant's face changed slightly: "Dislocated? What a trouble!"

"Hurry up and fix it, don't let the lady see it!"

The two servants had no choice but to go over and fix Chu Shaoyang's arm.

"No need."

Chu Shaoyang directly pinched the dislocated arm and lifted it up suddenly.

Crack!

The bone made a crisp sound, and the dislocated arm was instantly fixed and moved freely.

The three servants froze in place.

Dislocated bone fixation, without blinking an eye?

Does this kid have any special identity?

"Did you enjoy the fight just now?"

Chu Shaoyang kicked up a broom with his feet, broke it directly, and used the stick as a sword.

In an instant, a sharp and cold temperament emerged!

"It's my turn!"

The three of them looked at him as if his hand was not a stick, but a sharp sword!

They fell back at the same time, but suddenly came to their senses.

"Afraid of shit!"

The dark-skinned servant said angrily: "A useless person, we are all in the spiritual bone realm, how can we lose to him?"

Two servants came to kill him again.

But Chu Shaoyang seemed to be a different person, turning his head slightly to avoid the two men's punches.

The wooden sticks in his hands stabbed out one after another!

Bang bang!

Hit them both between the eyebrows!

The two of them fell back in pain. Chu Shaoyang took the opportunity to rush past the two of them, thinking of killing the dark-skinned servant.

"How dare you risk your own death?"

The dark-skinned servant became angry: "Even if you are punished, I will have to destroy one of your legs!"

The muscles moved again, and the immortal energy surging under the flesh began to condense.

There are already rules in the immortal world. To cultivate immortality, you must first train your bones.

In the spiritual bone realm, one uses immortal energy to temper bones and blood, condense spiritual bones, and lay a solid foundation for future cultivation.

Compared with ordinary people, those in the spirit bone realm are not only powerful, agile in movement, but also have strong physical defense.

In addition, after reaching the fifth level of the spiritual bone realm, you can walk in the air.

If it were placed in the God Realm, it would have to be at least the third realm, the Sky Control Realm, before it could fly, while in the Immortal Realm, it could be done in the first realm.

Chu Shaoyang had no fear.

The realm is no longer there, but the blood is still there!

How could he be afraid as he practiced Wuji Sword Intent?

This stick stabbed directly into the eyes of the dark-skinned servant!