Chapter Fifty-Four
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"Eat something!"
A pale-skinned old man handed over half a wild boar leg with a grilled half-charred barbecue. Zuo Wuzhou took it and ate it. The taste was very ordinary, even a little bad. However, he seemed to be hungry: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."
"Everyone said you don't have to be polite. If it weren't for you, I would still be trapped in the Lin family prison." The gentleman smiled very politely, and naturally had a style: "Meeting is fate, and since it is fate, why bother thanking me?"
The old man Wang Ken sighed: "Look, the world is so great that you happened to come to this cave where I temporarily lived in seclusion and practiced. Isn't it fate, and what?"
Zuo Wuzhou leaned against the mountain wall softly and weakly, half smiling bitterly and half funny.
Wang Ken was one of the other prisoners released by Zuo Wuzhou when he was robbing the prison to save his elder brother. Wang Ken claimed that after he escaped from the Lin family, he came here to temporarily live in seclusion and practice. It is said that Wang Ken's previous cultivation level was a ninth grade, and he was imprisoned for twenty years, and his cultivation level fell back to the eighth grade.
There are only a few prisoners who escaped from the Lin family. It is indeed a fate to be able to meet again on the cliffs of the wilderness.
"Oh, it's been half a month. When will my injury be healed?" Zuo Wuzhou sighed in his heart.
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Over the past six months, Zuo Wuzhou has experienced countless bloody battles of all sizes and naturally suffered countless injuries. Speaking of which, he has been seriously injured four times in the past six months. Once, he was injured and healed quickly.
Once, he used the "Ruyi Ring" to overdraw, and then he lay for a month before he recovered. Secondly, he fought with the Blood Fairy. In that battle, he caused 51 scars all over his body. It seemed terrifying, but in fact it took only one and a half months to basically heal.
The past three serious injuries were not as serious as this time. It was simply a serious injury from the inside out. If it weren't for the particularly strong will to survive, it would be impossible for him to wake up. If it were someone with a weak will, such injuries would be enough to die twice.
From coma to the first time I woke up, Zuo Wuzhou spent three days and three nights before he struggled back from the brink of death. If it weren't for the willpower to race against the god of death, it would be like what Wang Ken said: "If you change the Soul Martial Master and suffer such injuries as you, unless you have a magic pill, you will die."
After counting the serious injuries several times, Zuo Wuzhou couldn't say whether he was feeling or luck, but he was also feeling a little: "Since ancient times, there has been no soul monk who did not kill people, nor was there a soul monk who was not injured. No matter when and where, even if I have no intention of hurting others, it is hard to guarantee that others will have the will to kill me. In this way, fighting is inevitable."
Rather than avoiding the battle, it is better to strike head-on.
Zuo Wuzhou is not a reckless person after all. Of course, he understands that if the enemy is too strong, he should avoid it and fight when he is fighting. Knowing how to advance and retreat, being able to stretch and bend is also great wisdom and courage.
It seems that he has taken risks with the strong and has survived by luck. In fact, if he can survive many times, he will rely on the wisdom and courage and steel will in the battle, and with some good luck, it will be fine.
Every time he seems to be on the verge of life and death, he can learn a lot of useful things from this battle with great pressure on life and death. Many key experiences against the enemy and the training of fighting on himself have incalculable value.
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Even in the process of healing, Zuo Wuzhou never gave up his cultivation for a day. Talent is important, but it also requires diligent cultivation as a supplement. After all, talent is brought from the womb, and it is innate and cannot be controlled. Only diligent cultivation is the only thing to do.
While repeatedly chewing on the experience of fighting Lin Zhengge, he practiced diligently and healed his wounds in this cave.
It took a full month to cultivate the Wood Soul to the fifth grade, and the Golden Soul also broke through to the seventh grade. Zuo Wuzhou finally stood up from the sickbed, instead of lying listlessly all day long and unable to move...
Wang Ken did not deliberately conceal his moves in front of Zuo Wuzhou. After witnessing Wang Ken's cultivation process, Zuo Wuzhou was shocked. Because Wang Ken's cultivation was actually many fellow practitioners, and there was also the most incredible, the two types of water and fire that were absolutely mutually reborn and restrained.
Wang Ken was the first time in his life that Zuo Wuzhou saw a person with a double-type, even a lot of fellow practitioners. Wang Ken practiced the three-type system of water, fire, and earth. However, what Zuo Wuzhou was puzzled was that Wang Ken used his earth-type tricks most of the time.
It’s like Kong Zi practicing the Three Systems, but in fact he is only good at the water and soil system. Zuo Wuzhou felt extremely strange. According to common sense, Wang Ken had reached the ninth level of cultivation, and he should have a deep understanding of the Three Systems. Why not use the Water and Fire System?
I wonder if there was any taboo for prisoners to ask this, Zuo Wuzhou hesitated for a moment, and out of the urge to have a higher level of knowledge on soul cultivation, he still asked.
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Wang Kenyan smiled with a smile: "Actually, at the beginning of the Soul Determination, I claimed to be a genius. I wanted to break through the useless common sense of fellow practitioners in the Water and Fire System, so I thought I was self-righteous in practicing. Who knew...ah!"
"Who knew that water and fire did not melt. The two souls of water and fire were vaguely restrained each other, slowing down my cultivation speed. Later, I always found some ways to prevent the two souls from being restrained. However, the soul power of the two souls of water and fire could not be integrated into one piece of display, and I was destined to be able to use a single soul power."
"Single-type soul power?" Zuo Wuzhou's heart moved, and he faintly captured the words that seemed to have some tips on his cultivation.
"Yes, I originally practiced according to the normal method, and should be based on the attributes of mutual generation to determine the soul and practice. Only by mutual generation can the two soul powers be accompanied and integrated and displayed at the same time in battle!" Wang Ken knew everything and said everything.
"The attributes of wind soul and thunder soul seem to be outside the Five Elements soul, but they are actually inseparable from the Five Elements soul. They are not only related to the Three Characteristics of mutual generation, mutual restraint, and nourishment." Wang Ken continued.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes lit up and he murmured: "The three characteristics of mutual generation, mutual restraint and nourishment?" He paused and immediately asked Wang Ken for more relevant system knowledge.
Wang Ken was also very pleased, so he simply said everything he knew.
After hearing Wang Ken's explanation, Zuo Wuzhou felt quite like he was dying in the morning and could die in the evening. He was eager to feel: "He is only the ninth grade, but he knows so much knowledge. It seems that in the future, I must find an opportunity to systematically learn the knowledge of soul cultivation."
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This happened to me in the cave for several days.
A wave of unique fragrance radiates in the hole. Wang Ken stretches out his wooden chopsticks and stirs it for a while. The fragrance becomes stronger: "Wuzhou, this pot of soup is specially cooked for you, specializing in blood and health care. Come and drink it, and you will be fierce in one month."
"So, thank you Uncle Wang." Zuo Wuzhou's face was still very pale. He took a sip of the soup and praised: "It turns out that the soup is much better than your barbecue technique," said Mr. Wang."
Wang Ken looked at him with a smile, Zuo Wuzhou's hot soup rolled into his throat, feeling extremely comfortable: "Uncle Wang, you can drink soup too."
"I, I won't drink it. This soup is specially made for you." Wang Ken smiled, with a faint weirdness in his eyes.
"How can you be so embarrassed!" Zuo Wuzhou looked embarrassed.
"I'm so embarrassed, I'm so embarrassed!" Wang Ken's eyes became even more weird: "Of course you can't bear to make soup for you by the dignified Soul Martial Master. However, if you hand over your body, you can bear it."
"Soul Martial Master!" Zuo Wuzhou's whole body was tense, and the stone bowl exploded in his hand: "Uncle Wang Ken, what do you mean!"
Wang Ken's strangeness no longer conceals his feelings and flows into his face: "It means that the soup is poisonous, it means that you hear it!"
Before he finished speaking, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes turned black and he fell over!
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"Little guy, do you still dare to fight with me? How could I not even be lost in you after the drugs I have carefully collected?"
Wang Ken snorted coldly: "This kid is too tenacious and is so seriously injured that he can survive by relying on his will. It is the only thing I have seen in my life. However, if my dignified Soul Martial Master doesn't attack you, I am afraid that I will hurt my future body as soon as I take action."
"Boy, if I met you when I was still the Soul Martial Master, I might accept you as my disciple. Unfortunately, if you want to blame me, I will blame you for being a bad life and for having an excellent body. Since you are automatically delivered to me, I really have no reason to miss it."
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Chapter completed!