After practicing this technique for a while, he figured out what this technique was all about.
To put it simply, this exercise has three stages.
The first stage is to strengthen the physical body, which is the so-called acquired state.
This state is basically similar to the martial arts practice in the previous life, which is to train the physical body.
This stage was quite normal, but in the second stage something went wrong.
After seeing the second stage, Xia Po was ecstatic.
The second stage is to cultivate internal strength to achieve the so-called innateness.
There is nothing detailed in the exercises, it just tells the method of practice.
However, according to the analysis on the panel, the practice at this stage will burn life span, thereby achieving the purpose of quickly condensing internal energy.
This was a perfect fit for Xia Po, because his lifespan was endless and he was not afraid of burning.
Moreover, practicing quickly is very tempting to him.
But if you think about it carefully, this technique is still very scary.
It was hard for him to imagine that Mr. Wei, an ordinary person, could practice such evil techniques.
Now he finally knew why Mr. Wei aged so fast. It turned out to be the reason why he practiced this kind of magic skill.
If the second stage is a bit scary, then the third stage is simply dehumanizing.
Because at this stage, your longevity has basically been burned by yourself.
If you want to continue to live, you must absorb the internal energy and blood of other warriors.
But this also has limitations, and you cannot rely on this method to live forever.
Because the more internal energy you absorb, the internal energy will automatically be converted into your own internal energy through exercises in the body.
But the transformation process will continue to burn longevity, thus making your appearance and internal organs more aging, but you will not die.
There is a way to directly absorb the internal energy without transforming it, and that is to absorb the internal energy of people who practice the same technique as yourself.
After reading the system's analysis, Xia Po fell into a brief silence.
Then one thing was determined.
That means that no matter what, I can't cultivate my inner strength and reach the innate level, otherwise the old guy will definitely suck me!
Looks like I have to start pretending to be useless from now on!
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Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, in Xia Po's small room, Xia Sichou was lying on Xia Po's lap, sobbing, and there was a broken wooden sword beside him.
Xia Po was already twenty-two years old at this time, and he had grown from the seemingly ignorant young man to a handsome young man.
Although he made it look like this through disguise.
And Xia Sichou was twelve years old and became a boy with secondary school syndrome.
He just carried that broken wooden sword all day long, causing trouble everywhere.
Finally today, his father couldn't bear it anymore and broke his wooden sword, then scolded him severely.
It is even said that warriors are the most useless things nowadays.
The world of Jianghu has ceased to exist in name only.
These words deeply hurt the heart of Xia Sixou, a boy in the second grade of middle school, and he ran to Xia Po crying.
"Okay, you are already a man. If you cry because of such a trivial matter, how will you punish evil and promote good in the future?
Do you cry when those bad guys beat you?"
After getting along for such a long time, Xia Po already regarded this little guy as his own brother.
So I spoke to him in the tone of an elder brother comforting his younger brother.
"If someone hits me, I will definitely not cry, but if he says that warriors are useless, aren't you also a warrior?"
"Me? Forget it. I have been practicing for five whole years and I haven't broken through the innateness yet. I'm just a waste."
"You are not a waste! Who dares to say that you are a waste! I will kill him!"
Hearing Xia Po's self-deprecation, Xia Sichou immediately became anxious and forgot to cry.
Yes, in the past five years, it can be said that Xia Po did everything he could to pretend to be useless.
He could have cultivated his inner strength a year ago, but he didn't.
Instead, he continued to strengthen his physical body. Now he can no longer be described as a late-stage acquired meridians state.
The strength of the physical body has obviously exceeded that of a warrior in the acquired realm.
But it cannot reach the innate level.
So he planned to strengthen his physical body to the point where it could no longer be strengthened, and then cultivate his internal strength to break through his innateness.
He is quite leisurely. After all, his lifespan is unlimited and he can live whatever he wants.
But Mr. Wei felt uncomfortable.
In the past five years, Mr. Wei has hardly gotten out of bed, and Xia Po has to deliver meals to him.
At first I was quite optimistic about Xia Po, but in the past few days...
Watching the sun in the sky slowly setting down the mountain, Xia Po touched Xia Sichou's head, comforted him a few more words, and finally let him go.
He took a bowl of gruel that had been cooked in advance from the pot, put it in a lunch box, and walked towards Mr. Wei's yard.
Master Wei at this time is not a little bit weaker than he was five years ago.
Although I kept coughing five years ago, I could at least speak a complete sentence.
Now...
"Okay... good disciple, are you still unable to condense your inner strength?"
Xia Po pretended to be devastated.
"Master! This disciple is incompetent! You must not leave. If you leave, what will I do?"
Master Wei looked at Xia Po with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something, but he kept coughing when he opened his mouth.
He waved his hand and signaled Xia Po to leave.
And Xia Po didn't mean to be pretentious at all. After taking away the morning bowl, he turned around and left.
Just an hour after Xia Po walked out of the room, another person came here.
"Brother Wei, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
This person is none other than the head of the Xia family, Xia Changyuan.
Seeing Xia Yuanyuan, Mr. Wei's eyes quickly flashed with anger, but soon a smile appeared on his face.
"Master Xia, do you think I'm fine?"
Xia Changyuan didn't say anything to him, but looked at the sunset outside the window with serious words.
"The sun cannot hang in the sky forever. It will set one day. What's more, this sun has done many bad things in order to shine more brightly in the sky."
"What does Master Xia mean by this?"
"The imperial court's patience with warriors is becoming increasingly limited. As a judge..."
Before Xia Changyuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Wei.
"Xia Changyuan! Don't forget why you are in this position! I have a lot of secrets about you!"
"Hey, Mr. Wei, how can you say that? Why am I sitting in this position? Of course it's because of my ability."
"You have the power to fart! You!!!"
Master Wei's roar came to an abrupt end because three people suddenly burst in from outside the door.
These three people looked ferocious, and they exuded a tyrannical aura that only belonged to warriors.
Looking at Mr. Wei who looked fearful, Xia Changyuan showed an unprecedented ferocious smile.
"Heroes also grow old, let alone you? It's time for the sun to set!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people behind him quickly stepped forward and walked to Mr. Wei's side.
Seeing all this, Mr. Wei's expression changed from fear to sneer.
"Is it too late for a hero? It seems that he is looked down upon by a few young guys!"