Chu Bai, who has entered the needle shrinking stage, appears to be very careful. Every time he pulls out a golden needle, he will gently turn the tail of the needle, so that his true energy can be channeled through the needle, bringing out traces of smelly black blood.
.
During this period, the silence in the box was terrifying, and Zhang Dong and Zhang Yue did not even dare to take a breath.
Chu Bai's sweat has soaked through his clothes. To be honest, Zeng Hong's poison is difficult to cure. Chu Bai thinks that if Zeng Hong hadn't touched him, no one in this world would be able to cure him. Unless. Unless there is gold.
Only the monks in the Dan stage can take action.
It's just that there are very few monks in the Golden Core Stage, and there are only two in his Tianji Sect. This era is no longer the period when Qi Practitioners flourished in ancient times.
Zeng Hong clearly saw drops of Chu Bai's sweat dripping on his body, mixing with the black blood. At this moment, he suddenly felt moved. This young man actually reciprocated love in this way. Zeng Hong only used one
The money for a meal bought me my life.
This is a benefactor! A lifesaver!
"I'm going to take the last three needles, which is also the most critical step. You must not resist luck. No matter what I do, you must trust me and not resist me!" Chu Bai was wet with sweat and felt like he was pregnant.
It was like a serious illness, and his face turned pale.
Zeng Hong said gratefully: "Little brother, even if you try to kill me with a gun now, I will never blink an eye!"
"Okay." Chu Bai smiled faintly: "It's not that scary. I've tightened the needles!" As soon as Chu Bai finished speaking, he waved his hand quickly, and the last three golden needles suddenly came out, and at the same time, three more streams of black blood came out.
However, the moment Chu Bai sheathed his sword, Zeng Hong suddenly felt his stomach churn. A kind of sluggish twitching made his whole body tremble uncontrollably. In addition, he felt that his chest was even tighter.
, unable to breathe, unable to speak.
"Get up!" At this critical moment, Chu Bai softly shouted "get up", and then Zeng Hong's body was thrown away.
That's right, Chu Bai pinched Zeng Hong's neck and threw him into the air.
However, before Zeng Hong landed, Chu Bai slipped out, his hands quickly changed, his left hand pressed on Zeng Hong's chest, and his right hand also slapped Zeng Hong's back.
With a "pop" sound, Zeng Hong felt a cool feeling coming from him, and then he could no longer control the desire to vomit. His throat felt sweet, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out.
"Come again!" Chu Bai did not stop the movement of his hand at all. His palm was not big, but when he pressed it, it was powerful and full of true energy. Every time he pressed it, Zeng Hong would spit out a black breath.
Blood.
After four times in a row, Chu Bai stepped back. With his hands supporting him, Zeng Hong sat on the chair covered in black stains.
"Huh!" Chu Bai took a deep breath. Although it didn't take long to treat Zeng Hong, nearly half of his energy was consumed. The most important thing is that treating this kind of poison requires the assistance of spiritual consciousness.
"Brother-in-law." Zhang Yue and Zhang Dong finally ran to Zeng Hong, with worries and surprises on their faces. Especially Zhang Dong, his hands were trembling slightly. If Chu Bai hadn't warned him before, Chu Bai would have slapped him just now.
When Zeng Hong arrived, he actually drew his gun.
"It's great!" Suddenly, Zeng Hong, who was sitting on the chair, shouted loudly, as if to vent his frustration, and at the same time he jumped up.
Because at this moment, he felt light and clear, and his whole body was full of strength. The boredom and pain that had been accumulated in his organs for a long time had disappeared!
"Little brother, you are my savior!" Zeng Hong knelt down to Chu Bai. This seven-foot-tall man, nearly fifty years old, was extremely bachelor. He knelt down when asked, and there was no ambiguity at all.
.
"Brother, my life, Zhang Dong, belongs to you!" Zhang Dong also knelt down to Chu Bai and patted his chest.
"And me, little brother, after you cured me, you are the common benefactor of our Zhang family and Zeng family. If little brother is punished in the future, we will go through fire and water!" Zhang Yue also had a gangster spirit, obviously.
Her Zhang family background is not simple.
"Get up quickly, otherwise my life will be shortened if I kneel down again!" Chu Bai said with a bitter smile while sitting on the chair.
"Okay." Zeng Hong and the others stood up immediately, and then Zhang Yue helped Zeng Hong wipe his body with tissues and clothes.
"Huh?" At this moment, Chu Bai's expression changed, because he found that Chen Pingping had walked out of the box and was looking for him.
"Wait for me, I have something else to ask you." After Chu Bai finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the box and met Chen Pingping, who was looking for him in the corridor.
"Sister, here it is." Chu Bai waved to Chen Pingping.
"Where have you been? What took you so long?" Chen Pingping said with slightly anxious expression.
"I met a few people from the same Taoism. Please wait for me for a few more minutes, sister. I'll be back soon." Chu Bai also wanted to ask Zeng Hong whether he was a member of the monastic sect and whether there were many such people in the world!
"Oh, then I'll be waiting for you, so you can go ahead without any worries." Chen Pingping didn't ask any more questions, but returned to the box.
When Chu Bai entered Zeng Hong's box again, Zeng Hong had already put on his clothes and was stretching his arms and legs happily. He looked very excited.
"Little brother, I still don't know your surname!" Zeng Hong clasped his fists and said after seeing Chu Bai coming in.
"My name is Chu Bai. I have something to ask you. Let the two of them wait outside." Chu Bai said straight to the point.
"Okay, Xiaoyue, Xiaodong, you guys wait outside for a while while I talk to brother Chu Bai." Although Zeng Hong didn't know what Chu Bai wanted to ask, he still readily agreed without any hesitation. Because
He didn't believe that Chu Bai would harm him after saving him.
After seeing Zhang Dong and Zhang Yue go out, Chu Bai asked in a deep voice: "Brother Zeng is also a Taoist, right? I would like to ask which sect Brother Zeng comes from?" Chu Bai's eyes flashed and he stared at Zeng closely.
Hong, if Zeng Hong was from a rival sect, he would kill Zeng Hong without mercy. He could save him or kill him.
.Of course, out of an instinct, Chu Bai felt that this Zeng Hong was not a real monk because he was too secular, so he had to find out where this Zeng Hong, including the monk from the Han family, was.
Why were so many people coming? He couldn't understand this matter. He felt like it was stuck in his throat, and his sense of crisis was particularly strong.
"A Taoist?" Zeng Hong was stunned: "I am not a Taoist."
"No?" Chu Bai was also stunned, and then frowned. Zeng Hong's cultivation was at the early stage of Xiantian. This was obviously the second step for a cultivator. Why didn't Zeng Hong admit it?
"Brother Chu, I am indeed not a Taoist, but I am an ancient martial artist who practices qi." Seeing Chu Bai frown, Zeng Hong immediately explained: "I come from the Baji Sect of the ancient martial arts sect, and my mentor Zhang Zhidong is also Yue.
The father of his son and Xiaodong."
"My Baji Sect is a sect with an ancient martial arts heritage, and has been focusing on cultivating internal Qi from generation to generation. However, I was already at the third level of Qi training ten years ago, but I have been suffering from poisonous injuries, so more than ten
It has not made any progress over the years and has been stuck at the third level!"
"The third level of Qi training? The inheritance of ancient martial arts?" Chu Bai had not heard anything about ancient martial arts from his master, let alone the third level of Qi training in the realm of cultivation.
"Can you tell me about the specific situation of ancient martial arts training?" Chu Bai saw that Zeng Hong didn't look like he was lying, so he nodded and became curious.
"Well, of course." Zeng Hong smiled and said, "Although I don't know where my little brother comes from, I'm afraid his cultivation has already reached the fifth level of Qi training, right?"
"Ancient martial arts is a kind of inheritance. There are many ancient martial arts sects in China, all of which focus on Qi training. Qi training is divided into nine stages, that is, from the first level to the ninth level. When my mentor Zhang Zhidong was still alive, he
He has reached the sixth level of qi training, and his qigong can break iron and cut metal."
"Of course, there are legends about people who have reached the eighth or ninth level of qi training. Such people are already invulnerable. They have reached the state of perfection with their kung fu, and their palms can be used as swords. Their true qi is like substance, turning into a white rainbow, which is the legendary
Sword energy or knife energy hurts people invisible!"
"After the ninth level of Qi training, what state will it be?" Chu Bai continued to ask.
"After the ninth level?" Zeng Hong was stunned and frowned: "I only know that the highest level of cultivation in the ancient martial arts world is only the ninth level of Qi training, and the higher level is probably only the tenth level of Qi training, right?"
"There is no such thing as foundation building and elixir formation?" Chu Bai was surprised. This ancient martial art was really special. He was practicing Taoist Qi, but his realm was from the first to the ninth level.
"Foundation-building pill?" Zeng Hong looked at Chu Bai in astonishment, and said with a dumb smile: "Brother Chu Bai, I have heard of the foundation-building pill you mentioned. It is in the online novel my daughter read, but in this world
I’m afraid not? Those are all deceptions for children, made up by bad Internet writers. This cannot be true!”
"Oh." Chu Bai has not been exposed to the Internet so far and doesn't know what online novels are. But looking at Zeng Hong's appearance, you can tell that he is not a real Taoist. He is just a practitioner of ancient martial arts, but he is also
People who practice Qi.
"Are there many people practicing ancient martial arts? Are there anyone more powerful?" Chu Bai asked again.
"There are many in the secular world, but most of them are sects or families. As for the more powerful people." Zeng Hong thought for a while and said: "I have heard of it before. Some hidden sects still exist. These people should all
They are stronger than those of us who practice ancient martial arts. As for their realm, I don’t know, because such people are rarely seen."
"I understand, there is one more question!" Chu Bai looked at Zeng Hong with a smile and said, "What kind of existence is this Han family in Nan'an City?"
"Han family?" Zeng Hong was shocked when he heard Chu Bai's words. He had a blood feud with the Han family. However, since Chu Bai asked this, it was obvious that he was not familiar with the Han family. As for whether they were friends or enemies, he guessed
Not coming out.
So he answered cautiously: "The Han family is also an ancient martial arts family. Legend has it that the head of the family, Han Kui, has reached the sixth level of Qi training, where Qi comes from the heart."
"How are the first to ninth levels of qi training divided?" Chu Bai laughed when he heard Zeng Hong's answer. The sixth level of qi training, if viewed according to the classification of monasticism, is the middle and late stages of innateness.
realm and poses no threat to him.
"This is easy to classify." Zeng Hong explained: "On the first level of Qi training, the existence of true Qi is sensed in the body. There is a faint flow of microwave true Qi in the meridians of the body. Such people are generally good internal practitioners.
, a person who practices boxing all year round.”
"The second level of Qi training is to connect the meridians of the whole body and open up the Ren and Du meridians."
"The third level of Qi training is when you start to open your Dantian. This is also a level for Qi practitioners."
"On the fourth level of Qi training, the Dantian begins to gather Qi and expand. At this time, the Dantian is already the size of a goose egg plate."
"On the fifth level, the Dantian continues to expand, reaching the size of the mouth of a bowl."
"Six layers of Dantian are formed, as big as a football. They can no longer expand. The true energy is extremely strong."
"Reaching the seventh level is the legendary realm. The true energy is surging and has the power of thousands of pounds. Another characteristic is that the true energy becomes thicker and sticky."
"The eighth and ninth levels are even more powerful. They can turn into palm knives and fist winds. I heard that when you reach the late ninth level, the true energy will gather liquid and turn into liquid flow!"
"I understand!" Chu Bai laughed dumbly. It turned out that his worries were unnecessary. The ninth level of Qi training was only the innate perfection state. Moreover, Zeng Hong's meaning was also very obvious. People who were at the ninth level of Qi training could almost see it.
Less than.
"By the way, Brother Chu Bai, why do you want to inquire about the Han family?" Zeng Hong flashed his eyes and stared at Chu Bai closely. Chu Bai, who had entered the stage of shrinking the needle, seemed extremely careful, and every time he pulled out a golden needle
Every time, he would gently turn the tail of the golden needle, so that his own true energy could be channeled through the golden needle, bringing out traces of smelly black blood.
During this period, the silence in the box was terrifying, and Zhang Dong and Zhang Yue did not even dare to take a breath.
Chu Bai's sweat has soaked through his clothes. To be honest, Zeng Hong's poison is difficult to cure. Chu Bai thinks that if Zeng Hong hadn't touched him, no one in this world would be able to cure him. Unless. Unless there is gold.
Only the monks in the Dan stage can take action.
It's just that there are very few monks in the Golden Core Stage, and there are only two in his Tianji Sect. This era is no longer the period when Qi Practitioners flourished in ancient times.
Zeng Hong clearly saw drops of Chu Bai's sweat dripping on his body, mixing with the black blood. At this moment, he suddenly felt moved. This young man actually reciprocated love in this way. Zeng Hong only used one
The money for a meal bought me my life.
This is a benefactor! A lifesaver!
"I'm going to take the last three needles, which is also the most critical step. You must not resist luck. No matter what I do, you must trust me and not resist me!" Chu Bai was wet with sweat and felt like he was pregnant.
It was like a serious illness, and his face turned pale.
Zeng Hong said gratefully: "Little brother, even if you try to kill me with a gun now, I will never blink an eye!"
"Okay." Chu Bai smiled faintly: "It's not that scary. I've tightened the needles!" As soon as Chu Bai finished speaking, he waved his hand quickly, and the last three golden needles suddenly came out, and at the same time, three more streams of black blood came out.
However, the moment Chu Bai sheathed his sword, Zeng Hong suddenly felt his stomach churn. A kind of sluggish twitching made his whole body tremble uncontrollably. In addition, he felt that his chest was even tighter.
, unable to breathe, unable to speak.
"Get up!" At this critical moment, Chu Bai softly shouted "get up", and then Zeng Hong's body was thrown away.
That's right, Chu Bai pinched Zeng Hong's neck and threw him into the air.
However, before Zeng Hong landed, Chu Bai slipped out, his hands quickly changed, his left hand pressed on Zeng Hong's chest, and his right hand also slapped Zeng Hong's back.
With a "pop" sound, Zeng Hong felt a cool feeling coming from him, and then he could no longer control the desire to vomit. His throat felt sweet, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out.
"Come again!" Chu Bai did not stop the movement of his hand at all. His palm was not big, but when he pressed it, it was powerful and full of true energy. Every time he pressed it, Zeng Hong would spit out a black breath.
Blood.
After four times in a row, Chu Bai stepped back. With his hands supporting him, Zeng Hong sat on the chair covered in black stains.
"Huh!" Chu Bai took a deep breath. Although it didn't take long to treat Zeng Hong, nearly half of his energy was consumed. The most important thing is that treating this kind of poison requires the assistance of spiritual consciousness.
"Brother-in-law." Zhang Yue and Zhang Dong finally ran to Zeng Hong, with worries and surprises on their faces. Especially Zhang Dong, his hands were trembling slightly. If Chu Bai hadn't warned him before, Chu Bai would have slapped him just now.
When Zeng Hong arrived, he actually drew his gun.
"It's great!" Suddenly, Zeng Hong, who was sitting on the chair, shouted loudly, as if to vent his frustration, and at the same time he jumped up.
Because at this moment, he felt light and clear, and his whole body was full of strength. The boredom and pain that had been accumulated in his organs for a long time had disappeared!
"Little brother, you are my savior!" Zeng Hong knelt down to Chu Bai. This seven-foot-tall man, nearly fifty years old, was extremely bachelor. He knelt down when asked, and there was no ambiguity at all.
.
"Brother, my life, Zhang Dong, belongs to you!" Zhang Dong also knelt down to Chu Bai and patted his chest.
"And me, little brother, after you cured me, you are the common benefactor of our Zhang family and Zeng family. If little brother is punished in the future, we will go through fire and water!" Zhang Yue also had a gangster spirit, obviously.
Her Zhang family background is not simple.
"Get up quickly, otherwise my life will be shortened if I kneel down again!" Chu Bai said with a bitter smile while sitting on the chair.
"Okay." Zeng Hong and the others stood up immediately, and then Zhang Yue helped Zeng Hong wipe his body with tissues and clothes.
"Huh?" At this moment, Chu Bai's expression changed, because he found that Chen Pingping had walked out of the box and was looking for him.
"Wait for me, I have something else to ask you." After Chu Bai finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the box and met Chen Pingping, who was looking for him in the corridor.
"Sister, here it is." Chu Bai waved to Chen Pingping.
"Where have you been? What took you so long?" Chen Pingping said with slightly anxious expression.
"I met a few people from the same Taoism. Please wait for me for a few more minutes, sister. I'll be back soon." Chu Bai also wanted to ask Zeng Hong whether he was a member of the monastic sect and whether there were many such people in the world!
"Oh, then I'll be waiting for you, so you can go ahead without any worries." Chen Pingping didn't ask any more questions, but returned to the box.
When Chu Bai entered Zeng Hong's box again, Zeng Hong had already put on his clothes and was stretching his arms and legs happily. He looked very excited.
"Little brother, I still don't know your surname!" Zeng Hong clasped his fists and said after seeing Chu Bai coming in.
"My name is Chu Bai. I have something to ask you. Let the two of them wait outside." Chu Bai said straight to the point.
"Okay, Xiaoyue, Xiaodong, you guys wait outside for a while while I talk to brother Chu Bai." Although Zeng Hong didn't know what Chu Bai wanted to ask, he still readily agreed without any hesitation. Because
He didn't believe that Chu Bai would harm him after saving him.
After seeing Zhang Dong and Zhang Yue go out, Chu Bai asked in a deep voice: "Brother Zeng is also a Taoist, right? I would like to ask which sect Brother Zeng comes from?" Chu Bai's eyes flashed and he stared at Zeng closely.
Hong, if Zeng Hong was from a rival sect, he would kill Zeng Hong without mercy. He could save him or kill him.
.Of course, out of an instinct, Chu Bai felt that this Zeng Hong was not a real monk because he was too secular, so he had to find out where this Zeng Hong, including the monk from the Han family, was.
Why were so many people coming? He couldn't understand this matter. He felt like it was stuck in his throat, and his sense of crisis was particularly strong.
"A Taoist?" Zeng Hong was stunned: "I am not a Taoist."
"No?" Chu Bai was also stunned, and then frowned. Zeng Hong's cultivation was at the early stage of Xiantian. This was obviously the second step for a cultivator. Why didn't Zeng Hong admit it?
"Brother Chu, I am indeed not a Taoist, but I am an ancient martial artist who practices qi." Seeing Chu Bai frown, Zeng Hong immediately explained: "I come from the Baji Sect of the ancient martial arts sect, and my mentor Zhang Zhidong is also Yue.
The father of his son and Xiaodong."
"My Baji Sect is a sect with an ancient martial arts heritage, and has been focusing on cultivating internal Qi from generation to generation. However, I was already at the third level of Qi training ten years ago, but I have been suffering from poisonous injuries, so more than ten
It has not made any progress over the years and has been stuck at the third level!"
"The third level of Qi training? The inheritance of ancient martial arts?" Chu Bai had not heard anything about ancient martial arts from his master, let alone the third level of Qi training in the realm of cultivation.
"Can you tell me about the specific situation of ancient martial arts training?" Chu Bai saw that Zeng Hong didn't look like he was lying, so he nodded and became curious.
"Well, of course." Zeng Hong smiled and said, "Although I don't know where my little brother comes from, I'm afraid his cultivation has already reached the fifth level of Qi training, right?"
"Ancient martial arts is a kind of inheritance. There are many ancient martial arts sects in China, all of which focus on Qi training. Qi training is divided into nine stages, that is, from the first level to the ninth level. When my mentor Zhang Zhidong was still alive, he
He has reached the sixth level of qi training, and his qigong can break iron and cut metal."
"Of course, there are legends about people who have reached the eighth or ninth level of qi training. Such people are already invulnerable. They have reached the state of perfection with their kung fu, and their palms can be used as swords. Their true qi is like substance, turning into a white rainbow, which is the legendary
Sword energy or knife energy hurts people invisible!"
"After the ninth level of Qi training, what state will it be?" Chu Bai continued to ask.
"After the ninth level?" Zeng Hong was stunned and frowned: "I only know that the highest level of cultivation in the ancient martial arts world is only the ninth level of Qi training, and the higher level is probably only the tenth level of Qi training, right?"
"There is no such thing as foundation building and elixir formation?" Chu Bai was surprised. This ancient martial art was really special. He was practicing Taoist Qi, but his realm was from the first to the ninth level.
"Foundation-building pill?" Zeng Hong looked at Chu Bai in astonishment, and said with a dumb smile: "Brother Chu Bai, I have heard of the foundation-building pill you mentioned. It is in the online novel my daughter read, but in this world
I’m afraid not? Those are all deceptions for children, made up by bad Internet writers. This cannot be true!”
"Oh." Chu Bai has not been exposed to the Internet so far and doesn't know what online novels are. But looking at Zeng Hong's appearance, you can tell that he is not a real Taoist. He is just a practitioner of ancient martial arts, but he is also
People who practice Qi.
"Are there many people practicing ancient martial arts? Are there anyone more powerful?" Chu Bai asked again.
"There are many in the secular world, but most of them are sects or families. As for the more powerful people." Zeng Hong thought for a while and said: "I have heard of it before. Some hidden sects still exist. These people should all
They are stronger than those of us who practice ancient martial arts. As for their realm, I don’t know, because such people are rarely seen."
"I understand, there is one more question!" Chu Bai looked at Zeng Hong with a smile and said, "What kind of existence is this Han family in Nan'an City?"
"Han family?" Zeng Hong was shocked when he heard Chu Bai's words. He had a blood feud with the Han family. However, since Chu Bai asked this, it was obvious that he was not familiar with the Han family. As for whether they were friends or enemies, he guessed
Not coming out.
So he answered cautiously: "The Han family is also an ancient martial arts family. Legend has it that the head of the family, Han Kui, has reached the sixth level of Qi training, where Qi comes from the heart."
"How are the first to ninth levels of qi training divided?" Chu Bai laughed when he heard Zeng Hong's answer. The sixth level of qi training, if viewed according to the classification of monasticism, is the middle and late stages of innateness.
realm and poses no threat to him.
"This is easy to classify." Zeng Hong explained: "On the first level of Qi training, the existence of true Qi is sensed in the body. There is a faint flow of microwave true Qi in the meridians of the body. Such people are generally good internal practitioners.
, a person who practices boxing all year round.”
"The second level of Qi training is to connect the meridians of the whole body and open up the Ren and Du meridians."
"The third level of Qi training is when you start to open your Dantian. This is also a level for Qi practitioners."
"On the fourth level of Qi training, the Dantian begins to gather Qi and expand. At this time, the Dantian is already the size of a goose egg plate."
"On the fifth level, the Dantian continues to expand, reaching the size of the mouth of a bowl."
"Six layers of Dantian are formed, as big as a football. They can no longer expand. The true energy is extremely strong."
"Reaching the seventh level is the legendary realm. The true energy is surging and has the power of thousands of pounds. Another characteristic is that the true energy becomes thicker and sticky."
"The eighth and ninth levels are even more powerful. They can turn into palm knives and fist winds. I heard that when you reach the late ninth level, the true energy will gather liquid and turn into liquid flow!"
"I understand!" Chu Bai laughed dumbly. It turned out that his worries were unnecessary. The ninth level of Qi training was only the innate perfection state. Moreover, Zeng Hong's meaning was also very obvious. People who were at the ninth level of Qi training could almost see it.
Less than.
"By the way, brother Chu Bai, why do you want to inquire about the Han family?" Zeng Hong flashed his eyes and stared at Chu Bai closely.