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Introduction:
In the palace hall, Jiang Chen had a soul chain in his left hand and a demon-slaying knife in his right hand. He stared at Emperor Wu on the dragon throne, and his voice was like the clanging of gold and iron: "Your Majesty, your case has been committed!"
Immortals, demons, Buddhas, humans, gods and ghosts, all living beings in the rivers, lakes and courts are treacherous.
Only talking about good and evil, no power, eternal life and eons of reincarnation.
Chapter 1 Unparalleled Method
September 22nd, 518th year of Qian calendar.
The sky is slightly bright.
Jinhua County, a courtyard in Guhuai Hutong in the south of the city. Jiang Chen had already gotten up, finished washing, and came to stand in the middle of the courtyard.
The face is sharp and angular, and the smile at the corner of the mouth contains a bit of warmth.
After your breath has calmed down, place your feet shoulder-width apart, slightly clasp your toes in, and grip the ground with your ten toes, like an eagle or a dragon.
Bend your knees and squat down, but your knees should not exceed your toes; draw in your abdomen and lift your anus, hold your chest and straighten your back, let your arms droop naturally, with your palms facing inward; keep your body upright and look forward.
The toes are exerting force, the ankles are trembling, and the calves are trembling, which are quickly transmitted upward like water waves, to the waist and abdomen, and the chest and back are bulging, and then transmitted to the arms, reaching the fingertips.
It rises and falls like a snake swimming, and like a coiling dragon, it swirls and turns like waves.
It is this rotation that makes the muscles stronger and the skin more resilient.
With the constant ups and downs, Jiang Chen's skin gradually turned red.
Half an hour later, the sky became bright.
Jiang Chen also ended his training.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, he clenched his fists, and the muscles of his bare arms suddenly became knotted, like a mountain bag or a steel cable, full of strength.
"The skin is like leather, and the flesh is like shrinking. The first level of body training is almost complete."
Jiang Chen relaxed, and his knotted muscles were hidden under his skin, making him look a bit thin.
His eyes narrowed, and system information appeared in front of him.
Name: Jiang Chen.
Qi refining: third level
Body Refining: Level 1
Refining God:Level 0
Talent: None
Kung Fu: Xuanyuan Jin, Thirty-six Severe Wind Slashes, Silver Snake Shedding Stake
Good deeds: 4
"A little progress every day will lead to a smooth road sooner or later."
Jiang Chen smiled.
His current strength is nothing short of impressive in Jinhua County.
Three months ago, he failed to refine his body and only reached the second level of Qi refinement.
Such a big improvement in just three months is a miracle.
Four months ago, my father, who was a patrolman, was transferred to support Xiahe County; three and a half months ago, news came that four of the five people who went with my father died tragically, and my father was seriously injured and fell off a cliff. When they found the cliff, they found only a large number of There were blood stains, as well as pieces of clothes and long knives unique to the patrol, as well as a few broken bones. He was judged dead.
After the news came back, Jiang Chen felt like he was struck by lightning, but his mature mind allowed him to quickly accept the reality, and with the help of his neighbors and his father's colleagues, he built a tomb.
Three months ago, he joined the Xuntian Tower. Although he was only a reserve member, he was still taking care of the children of the Xuntian Guard family.
On that day, the system was turned on.
After three months of assessment, there were no mistakes, and he was promoted to a full-time member a few days ago and became an official sky patrol.
With the help of the system, Jiang Chen also grew rapidly.
The current training system is mainly based on martial arts.
Martial arts is divided into Qi refining and body refining, with Qi refining as the mainstream and body refining mostly in the military.
There is also the mysterious way of refining the gods.
Qi refining is divided into nine levels, and body refining is divided into nine levels. The first level is the lowest and the ninth level is the highest.
The way of refining Qi includes both static and dynamic methods. Most of them focus on static exercises, which warm and nourish Qi and blood, refine a force of Qi, and open up the sea of Qi in Dantian. This can be regarded as stepping into the threshold of Qi refining.
This is nourishing qi. When the sea of qi in the dantian is full and the energy is transformed into one stream, it can pass through the twelve main meridians, open up roads, and continue to open up the space in the dantian while turning around. This is the second level of qi refining to open the meridians.
The third level is to open up the meridians, opening up the eight extraordinary meridians to form a small circulation around the sky; the fourth level is to open up the two meridians of Ren and Du to form a large circulation around the sky in the body, so that the source of energy is endless.
Jiang Chen had opened up three strange meridians, his energy was full, his body was bulging, and his every move had a slightly unearthly aura.
As for body training? It just involves refining the skin and flesh, forging the muscles and bones, tempering the internal organs, washing the marrow and exchanging blood. Comparatively speaking, this is a hard work, and the cultivation is even more difficult. It requires long-term polishing and medicinal bath assistance.
The great sun in the east has emerged.
The semi-circular head, red, is just waiting for the last leap, piercing the cross-current sea and traveling in the sky and stars.
Jiang Chen washed his face, changed into tight black clothes, put a short blade on his waist, hung a dark chain on it, took out the horizontal knife and walked out of the house.
There are already several elderly people in the alley, wandering slowly and leisurely with their hands behind their backs.
"Uncle Chen, good morning."
"Uncle Wang, have you eaten?"
Jiang Chen greeted him cheerfully, walked out of the alley, walked slowly, turned around a street and saw Lao Zhang's Breakfast Shop in front of him.
I heard from people that the breakfast shop has been open for nearly 20 years.
There were many people eating inside and outside the house.
As he walked, his eyes narrowed.
At the table on one side of the house, a person was sitting and drinking spicy soup.
He has a lowered head, gray hair, a slightly stooped back, rough palms, and simple and patched clothes. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary hardworking man.
But Jiang Chen saw the message above the other party's head.
Name: Wang Jun
Qi refining: third level
Body training: zero weight
God training: zero level
Talent: None
Sin:31
"There is no place to be found after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there."
Jiang Chen whispered in his heart, but his steps did not stop. His eyes just glanced at the other person and stopped paying attention, just like a passerby.
Based on the other party's information, he also considered countermeasures.
Obviously, Wang Jun's cultivation level is higher than him.
Expressed in a systematic way, each level corresponds to a different number, such as: Nourishing Qi 10-39; Opening the meridians 40-69; Opening the pulse 70-99.
The opponent has reached the peak of opening his pulse.
Not easy to deal with.
"Thirty-one is a sin!"
Jiang Chen's heart felt cold.
He knew the system's judging criteria. A little crime was equivalent to killing one person for no reason. Of course, thirty-one crimes did not mean killing thirty-one people, it could only be said to be a heinous crime.
Soon, he arrived at the door of the store.
"Lao Zhang, the same old thing, a bowl of spicy soup, a drawer of steamed dumplings, and two tea eggs!"
"Okay, Brother Chen, please sit down first. You'll be ready soon."
Jiang Chen also sat outside, next to Wang Jun.
He placed the horizontal knife on the table.
Wang Jun glanced at him calmly and continued to eat, but the hand holding the spoon was shaking a little, and a low cough came from his mouth, which made people feel weak and sick at first sight, and he felt pity for him.
Soon, the food was served.
The spicy Hu spicy soup is dripping with sesame oil and has a fragrant aroma.
I picked up a spoon and stirred it, and the mutton slices, fungus, gluten, day lily, chopped green onion, and thick soup were rolled out, which greatly increased my appetite at the first sight.
Jiang Chen scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. He immediately felt a tingling sensation, stimulating his taste buds and whetting his appetite.
"Lao Zhang, the spicy spicy soup here is still delicious, I will never get tired of eating it!"
To be continued...