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Chapter 0012 Washing the marrow

The moonlight was like water, Cui Yourong's eyes were a little distracted, and he murmured:

"Sir, you..."

At this time, Chen Yanjun's calm voice came from the bamboo forest.

"Madam and Xiaoyue, please go back to the room and rest. Chen will not be in danger anymore."

His voice is natural, echoing in the bamboo forest with the moonlight and wind and dust,

For a moment, Cui Yourong couldn't distinguish between the voices of people, the sound of wind, and the voice of Yue Xia's heart.

It's as if you can hear your own heartbeat, your own body hair and skin, and resonate with it...

There was a vague feeling of looking up, as if I was facing a Zen master who had realized the great truth.

No, not a Zen master!

Nor is he a great Confucian in the imperial court, or an experienced Taoist who has a deep understanding of the Taoism.

She once entered the second realm of nourishing qi.

But it is difficult to maintain the phase state for a long time, and soon returns to the first state, begins to understand the world, and learns from others to accumulate life experience.

But Mr. Chen was able to enter the illusion of demonic energy again during the marrow cleansing process, and then broke through to the third realm of nourishing qi.

Could it be that, if she had not awakened Mr. Chen from his first demonic illusion last night, he might have jumped to the third realm on the spot?

It turns out that there are really people practicing in hell...

Could it be said that this is the path to the third level of cultivation?

She has met many great Confucians, Taoists or Zen masters in the third realm. They all broke through to the third realm when they reached advanced levels of cultivation.

The feeling given by Mr. Chen is completely different.

It is a kind of understanding and peace that has experienced all kinds of life, tasted the ups and downs, and is able to break through the world of mortals. It is natural, and it governs without doing anything, and is in harmony with heaven and earth.

Mr. Chen is completely different.

The purpose of his efforts to reach the third realm is to change his fate against the will of heaven, rather than to conform to the way of heaven, and to support the building that is about to collapse.

The mind is tough, clear and transparent, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you without changing your expression, it is the most rigid and powerful...

Teenage heart.

Thinking of this, Cui Yourong felt warm in his heart, and a stream of clear water circulated in his spiritual veins, creating ripples.

She could see that Mr. Chen's energy was almost reaching its limit.

"Young Master has reached the third level. Every move he makes is a practice. He will be able to condense Qi and form elixirs within a few years. Now, there is no need to cleanse the marrow."

Cui Yourong said this.

However, Chen Yanjun's youthful voice came from the bamboo forest.

"Didn't Madam say that cleaning the marrow is to improve the bones and physique? This is just the beginning."

"..."

Cui Yourong was speechless.

She still underestimated Mr. Chen’s will...

Right now, she wanted to continue observing.

But Mr. Chen said that, and she was too embarrassed to watch others bathing anymore, so she woke up Xiao Yue and prepared to leave the corridor.

Xiaoyue woke up from her dream, rubbing her eyes and unwilling to leave.

"Why is the madam gone? The young master has not yet recovered his marrow."

Cui Yourong rolled her eyes at him, shook her head and said:

"Young master has already gone through hell, and the rest is just an ordinary bath. Do you still want to see it?"

Xiaoyue's eyes lit up and she said sincerely:

"Think about it!"

No, you don't want to.

Cui Yourong forcibly dragged the little maid away.



In the bamboo forest.

Chen Yanjun's body was bathed in the marrow-washing spring full of black blood, but his heart was in another state.

He closed his eyes and rested, the wind whirled like a light hand, and the bamboo forest rustled like fairy cicadas.

Everything around me feels different.

After reaching the third level of nourishing qi, his control over his muscles, bones, and blood vessels became much stronger than before.

He forcibly controlled his heart, lungs and blood vessels to calm down his own energy and blood.

Immediately, the severe pain all over his body disappeared.

Absorbing the medicinal power with higher efficiency...

He understands.

Only those with strong talents like Qiu Zhuo are suitable for blood-blasting and marrow cleansing.

Marrow cleansers who are not talented enough need to have enough concentration and self-control. Forcibly exploding blood and qi will only go astray and even lead to the root cause of the disease.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself that if he had been knocked unconscious by the marrow-cleansing medicine just now, it would have been impossible for him to reach the third level of nourishing qi with his wife and Xiaoyue alone.

Soft rice is very fragrant, but you need to be hard when making iron. Only when you are hard will the soft rice be more fragrant and delicious.

Thinking like this, his waist sank, he tensed up his muscles, forcibly controlled his body, and performed static martial arts movements in the marrow-cleansing spring.

Not long after, the skill panel responded.

[Physical skills +1...]

[Physical skills +1...]

[Physical skills +1...]

Soon, the physical skills reached 70!

The title was also updated accordingly.

[Physical skills: 70/100 (exquisite skills)]

Chen Yanjun understood that taijutsu is a pure skill, which is the control of the body. It is directly related to the physical constitution, but has little to do with spiritual power.

He can definitely practice his physical skills to the full level before entering the first level.

The full-level physical skills of mortals are limited by insufficient spiritual power, resulting in poor strength and battery life. They are definitely not as good as the full-level physical skills of ninth-level martial arts.

But is it possible for a mortal with full-level physical skills to compete with a half-assed ninth-level martial artist?

This is a problem.



Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Chen Yanjun raised his drooped eyelids and glanced at the panel.

[Cultivation: Mortal 92/100!]

[Physical skills: 72/100 (Excellent skill)]

I haven't added any points to these two items for more than an hour...

It can be seen that marrow washing has reached its limit.

Chen Yanjun breathed a sigh of relief.

After traveling through time, he had been tense for two and a half days and nights, and finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

He was lying on the bed in his room.

Chen Yanjun felt the whirling feeling of spring light falling on his cheeks.

The first thing I did was not open my eyes, but look at the panel.

[Cultivation: Mortal 93/100!]

[Physical skills: 72/100 (Excellent skill)]

There is no physical movement, normal.

But after just sleeping for a little while, has your cultivation level increased a little?

Are you going to start adding points without thinking?

Gulu...

Chen Yanjun suddenly felt so hungry!

He must have slept all day.

Chen Yanjun stood up and found that there were many snacks, meatballs and fruits on the desk, and spiritual tea was also prepared.

With a grateful heart, Chen Yanjun ate and drank enough.

When you go out, the backyard is full of life and spring.

He felt a completely new physical state and was eager to punch.

So, he punched the old locust tree.

boom!

The two-person-thick old locust tree didn't move at all.

After three breaths, the leaves are flying, birds are running away, and the branches are whistling.

Chen Yanjun looked at his fist in surprise, as if he had internal strength...

It seems that the third realm and physical skills complement each other and achieve each other.

This is just a matter of superb skills!

There is a lot to be done in human body art.

At this time, Xiaoyue came over.

The weather is warm, so I put on a new light dress and tied my hair in a double bun, which made me look cute and playful.

"Master, wake up!"

Chen Yanjun glanced at Xiaoyue's new clothes to show basic courtesy.

"How long have I been asleep?"

The new clothes were noticed by the young master, Xiao Yue clasped her hands behind her back and said happily:

"It's been a day and a night"

Chen Yanjun thought for a while and expressed his thanks again:

"Thank you, Miss Xiaoyue, for helping me get dressed."

Although the maidservant has a low status, she is not something that an outsider can order around. Xiaoyue helps with bathing and dressing, so he should be grateful.

Xiaoyue was flattered.

"Thank you for seeing me out so often... No, my wife used magic to dress the young master through the air. I just helped him get into bed."

Chen Yanjun:

"..."

It's okay to dress in the air.

Xiaoyue looked around and laughed softly:

"The master's marrow cleansing is great. It's simply great. My wife likes it very much!"

After saying that, the little girl turned around and ran away.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself that in the age of immortal martial arts, a maid without any cultivation was innocent and unobtrusive.

It can be seen that Mrs. Cui usually looks serious, but she is very kind to her servants.

Have you slept all day?

Chen Yanjun counted the days.

Three days have passed since the Cold Food Festival, and there are still two days left until I return to the Imperial College.

In two days... can he be accepted?

Right now, he is in urgent need of resources.

But he has not yet married his wife, so he is embarrassed to ask her for it.

In the end, Madam only admired the original owner's courage to save people and liked the original owner's outstanding appearance...

Chen Yanjun wants more than this!

He needs to rely on his strength to conquer the rich woman and eat delicious soft food.

He glanced at the inventory.

There are 81 pieces of spiritual jade!

Lingyu, the Tianyuan Lingbao, is the high-level currency of the Xianwu Tang Dynasty.

Similar to the spirit stone in cultivation novels, it looks like white jade, one inch wide, with a square hole dug in the middle, containing some spiritual minerals and spiritual power.

However, it cannot be swallowed directly.

The value of a piece of jade is equivalent to one thousand copper coins, which completely replaced the backward currency system of stringing coins together.

Chen Yanjun roughly calculated that in the Xianwu era, the purchasing power of one penny was similar to that of one yuan in his previous life, which could just buy a steamed bun.

The eighty-one spiritual jade he carried with him, that is, eighty-one thousand dollars, was just pocket money given by Mrs. Cui...

Rich woman, that’s great!

To a mortal, this is a small sum of money, but if you want to buy spiritual objects, you don't have to spend eighty-one pieces of spiritual jade, it's really just pocket money.

For example, the rare medicinal materials that his wife gave him one after another may cost more than this.

What's more, a complete marrow cleansing would cost at least a thousand pieces of spiritual jade.

It can be seen from this that spiritual practice is not something that ordinary families can afford!

Most of the cultivators are children of wealthy families, and a very small number of children from poor families with extraordinary talents.

Many civilians with good talents missed the golden time to practice because their families were so poor.

At the moment, Chen Yanjun has no plans to go shopping.

Since you don't have money to buy good goods, there is no need to leave the house protection formation and increase the risk.

It's better to take advantage of the two days left in the Cold Food Festival to increase the intensity of martial arts practice.

Even if you can't form an elixir to reach the top level, you still have to practice basic physical skills to the full level, and your combat effectiveness will be considerable!

With this thought in mind, Chen Yanjun changed into a short robe and started practicing each move again.

Back Pavilion.

Du Qiuzao, who had returned from the palace, stood on the eaves of the pavilion, looking as light as if he had no weight.

She was observing Chen Yanjun's martial arts momentum.

I watched it for an hour.

Although the three-day farewell should be treated with admiration, Chen Yanjun has changed too much!

He has actually reached the third state of nourishing qi, body and soul are integrated, he is in harmony with the vegetation, wind and sun, and he has successfully cleansed his marrow. His physical skills are so exquisite that they are no different from Shence Jun. The only difference is his cultivation...

"Can people really have an epiphany on the verge of life and death?"

After Chen Yanjun arrived at the third realm of nourishing qi, his ears and eyes were clear, and he seemed to have spiritual consciousness.

I heard Du Qiuzhuo whispering in the distance.

Then he stopped practicing martial arts, turned around and said with a smile:

"Don't lie. I'm just obsessed with my talent. Most people can't have an epiphany even if they die a thousand times. You must not learn from it. Otherwise, you might really die."

Du Qiuzao couldn't help but frown.

This guy totally sounds like a father, which is really annoying...

"Someone is coming to propose marriage the day after tomorrow. You'd better meditate in the house and don't go out to practice martial arts."

Chen Yanjun has long been accustomed to having someone come to propose marriage every other month.

Qiu Zhuo's words didn't sound nice, but they were really for his safety.

Then he smiled and nodded:

"nature."


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