The cultivation techniques are indeed completely different from the ancient martial arts.
Ancient martial arts practice starts from the inside to the outside, first cultivating the Dantian, then dispersing the four meridians and eight meridians, relying on the accumulation of time, and then gathering the Qi in the Dantian when the true energy reaches a certain level.
Cultivators focus on cultivating the mind, through entering the underworld, sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual energy, and gathering it in the inner world.
To put it simply, one relies on self-cultivation, and the other relies on external help.
If a cultivator practices in a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very rich, it is not impossible to travel thousands of miles in a day.
Throughout the whole day, Ye Xiong read the two pamphlets and memorized the contents of the two pamphlets in case they were needed in case of emergencies.
When I was about to get off work, the phone rang. It was Murong Ruyin.
On the phone, Ye Xiong learned that the Guwu Sect was preparing to hold a sect conference to attack the Immortal Sect headed by Taoist Priest Sanqing.
"The Yinmen, Tianmen, Hongmen, Xiaoyao Sect and Evil King Valley have all agreed to participate in the sect conference, but the Poison Sect, Natural Sect, and Baihua Valley have not expressed their intention. It is very likely that they have been subdued by the Immortal Sect."
When talking about this matter, Murong Ruyin was full of worry.
"Axiong, if we face Yiyi one day, wouldn't we have to fight with swords?"
"No one can say for sure whether there will be a war. What you have to do now is to practice well and don't let this matter disturb your mind." Ye Xiong warned.
"I still hope to live in peace and not kill each other."
The two talked about some ancient sects, and Murong Ruyin hung up the phone.
Ye Xiong decided to set off tomorrow to visit Luo Men's treasure place.
The war between ancient warriors and cultivators is very likely to break out. The most important thing now is to find ways to improve your own strength. If there is any treasure in the treasure place, you might be able to break through.
After get off work, Ye Xiong went to pick up Tang Ning. Tang Ning was very happy and even hung up her neck in excitement.
"Cousin-in-law, I almost miss you."
"In public, I'm not afraid of others laughing at me." Ye Xiong dodged her hands to prevent her from messing around.
"Cousin-in-law, how long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?" Tang Ning asked immediately.
"Something happened suddenly. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, but this time I will be back soon, I will be back in two or three days." Ye Xiong said.
"You have just come back. You haven't been with us yet, and you are leaving so soon." Tangning pouted, looking unhappy. "No, I won't let you leave. You will have to stay with us for two more days."
"As I said, I'll be back soon, within three days at most."
After much persuasion, she was finally coaxed.
After returning home, Yang Xinyi heard Ye Xiong say that he was leaving tomorrow, and she immediately felt unhappy, but not as strongly as Tangning.
In the evening, Ye Xiong was idle when he suddenly had an idea: why not let Tangning try practicing the "Cultivation Room", what if she succeeded?
"Tang Ning, come here, my cousin-in-law will give you some benefits." Ye Xiong waved.
Tangning ran over and sat down next to him.
"Do you want to learn kung fu?" Ye Xiong asked.
"Of course I do, but isn't it too late for me to learn now?"
"I have a set of cultivation techniques. I have practiced to the Mahayana and am much better than me. The key is that this set of techniques has no threshold."
At that moment, Ye Xiong handed her the "Cultivation Booklet".
Tang Ning took it over and looked at it for a moment, looking suspicious.
"Cousin-in-law, are you sure you can become an immortal by meditating like this every day?" Tang Ning expressed doubts. "Why do I think this is a cult technique?"
When Ye Xiong first read this booklet, he thought it was a heretical way, but since he came into contact with cultivators, he knew that it was true, but it was too difficult to practice.
"I will still harm you, so forget it if you don't practice." Ye Xiong wanted to take back the booklet.
Yang Xinyi came over and saw the two people grabbing each other, and asked strangely: "What are you doing?"
"Cousin, you came just in time, shall we cultivate immortality together?"
"Have you been brainwashed? Where can the gods come from in this world?" Yang Xinyi blamed.
"You're right, I was just brainwashed by a magician." Tang Ning glanced at Ye Xiong and giggled.
Ye Xiong didn't know how to explain it to them. After all, it sounded too absurd.
"The booklet is here for you. If you like to practice, practice it. If you don't, forget it." Ye Xiong was too lazy to explain to them.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Ye Xiong and Hong set off to the Magic Gate treasure place.
The ancient martial arts sect, the poisonous sect.
In a luxuriously decorated room,
Long Baichuan sat cross-legged on the bed, regulating his inner breath.
Ever since he seized the body of Master Du from the Xiaoyao Sect, he was chased by Taoist Priest Sanqing. He had to use all his strength to escape the pursuit and return to the Poison Sect to take refuge.
Half an hour later, he vomited out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.
Long Baichuan took out a tissue from the table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Sanqing, so what if you escape, sooner or later I will ruin your reputation."
At this moment, a graceful figure walked in.
The woman is about twenty-four or five years old, she is very charming, half of her vagina is exposed, she is white, tender and erect, she is the rose of Baihua Valley.
"I had a hard time looking for you. You didn't say a word to me no matter how you left."
Rose walked up to Long Baichuan, clasped his neck, and scolded him shyly.
Long Baichuan, who was already in his seventies, was being held by the neck by a young girl. In excitement, he pushed her hard with his palm.
Rose was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
"Young Master Poison, why are you like this?" Rose said angrily.
The former poisonous young man liked this the most. Every time they met, they would stick together for a long time, and they would only break up until they were exhausted. What is going on today?
Only then did Long Baichuan realize that he was no longer Long Baichuan, but Mr. Du, and he could only act as Mr. Du in the future.
Fortunately, he has been with the poisonous young man for a while and understands some of his habits, so there shouldn't be any big problems.
If something does go wrong, the worst possible thing to do is just tell someone else that they have lost their memory.
"I'm injured and I'm sorry." Long Baichuan quickly explained.
"Let me see where you are injured."
Rose quickly walked over, inspected Long Baichuan with her eyes, and asked with concern.
Long Baichuan was used to being alone all his life. He had never been cared for by such a beautiful woman. He was a little distracted at the moment.
Before he was taken over, he was a seventy-year-old man, and young women would take a detour when they saw him.
It's different now. He's reborn. If he doesn't enjoy it well, wouldn't it be a waste of energy to be reborn?
Thinking of this, Long Baichuan's long-lost passion ignited, and he suddenly hugged Rose and threw her on the bed.
"Sir, you said you were injured, why are you still thinking about this? You are so mean." Rose said shyly.
"This injury requires your people to heal it. Come on, help me heal it."
Long Baichuan tore off Rose's clothes, and in a moment, stripped her completely and pressed her up.
Rose feels that today's poisonous young man is a little different. He used to be gentle and not so wild.
But she prefers the rude and domineering poisonous young man now, who can give her more direct pleasure.
After a while, a woman's screams echoed in the room.