Xiqu City is a place where small traders can easily go bankrupt, so on the streets of Xiqu City, there are always some unlucky people who cannot return home, begging along the street with the unique accent of merchants.
"Take a look, let's take a look. The latest unlucky guy is Wang Dashu, who had a hundred thousand guan in his waist half a month ago. He was in trouble on the street the day before yesterday, and now he is a poor beggar. Is it sad? It's miserable.
Is it not miserable? Is it painful? Is it difficult? I ask all the heroes who come from south to north to spread your compassionate hearts and let us have a half-full meal."
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Today, Wu Ma Xi is among this group of talented beggars.
Although he doesn't have the unique skill of shouting, his income is not as good as that of any senior beggar, mainly because his posture is particularly tragic.
The whole body, one leg was broken at the knee, one leg was broken at the root, and one arm was broken at the wrist. The only good hand was hung in front of the chest with a cloth strap. It was obviously on the verge of breaking. In addition, it was crooked.
With his slanted sitting posture and sloppy and messy appearance, even these hard-hearted cultivators could not help but feel compassion and throw two pieces into the bowl in front of him from time to time.
This brother was so completely mutilated that of course it couldn't be Wuma Xi. It was just a corpse controlled by Wuma Xi.
As for the real person, he is hiding in a dark place not far behind.
The night was deep, the pedestrians had dispersed, and the streets of Dongshi gradually became deserted and lonely.
The maimed corpse collected the coins in the bowl, used its hands and feet, and crawled into the darkness behind it.
Not long after, Wu Ma Xi was seen walking out of the darkness and turned straight into an alley. After a few turns, he came to a small dilapidated inn. After passing through several dim corridors, he entered a small
Ruined basement.
This basement is Wuma Xi’s current residence.
Although it is small and crude, it is already a very good condition for Wu Ma Xi.
In more than ten years of corpse exhumation career, sleeping in the open air is the norm. Being able to live in such a small house has exceeded his expectations. If it weren't for the abnormal climate of Xiqu City and the injuries on his body, the streets would be the only way to survive.
His place of residence.
Wuma Xi carefully bolted the door, sat on the bed, took out some medicinal materials from the package, and spread them out in front of her.
After all, he did not go to the hospital, but just bought some cheap herbal medicine in the drugstore. With the fragrance of kapok and the blessing of this small room, he was confident that he could survive.
Carefully remove the simple bandage on your left arm, clean out the spoiled medicine residue inside, replace it with new medicine, and then refasten it.
His movements were accurate and fast, but there was already a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead because of the pain.
After this series of actions, he seemed a little tired. He took two long breaths, opened the package again, and began to count his property.
The young master gave him sixteen gold coins the day before yesterday. In the past two days, he spent some on medicine, some on living expenses, and earned some through begging. As of today, he still has fourteen and sixty gold coins left.
Eight silver coins.
Wu Maxi carefully wrapped up the gold coins and, after a moment's hesitation, put them into her arms.
There is really no safe place anywhere in my body.
He sorted the package slightly and placed it on the bedside, then sat cross-legged, fell into deep concentration, and began today's artistic conception practice.
In the vast void of consciousness, the mind bead hangs high like a bright moon, and eight mind branches extend from the mind bead. These mind branches are lavender, like the feet of an octopus, and move freely.
The eight branches of mind began to intertwine and intersect in the void, weaving and combining with each other.
The trajectory of the branches of thought is like a miracle. Every twist and turn, every intertwining, has a certain moving charm, embellishing the empty space of consciousness like poetry.
Soon, a circular silk structure was woven into shape, and then with a flash of light, a virtual disk appeared out of thin air, hanging in the void of consciousness.
The whole disk looks like a blue and white porcelain plate. The branches of thoughts floating in the disk are like purple stripes, smooth and graceful, seeming to explain the mystery between heaven and earth. That purple star
The beads of meaning are dotted in the center of the disk.
This is the ancestral cultivation artistic conception of the Wuma family - Fengpan, an eight-branch artistic conception.
The so-called eight-branch artistic conception is an artistic conception woven from eight branches.
For more than ten years, this has been a compulsory course for Wu Ma Xi every day. Even during the journey of driving corpses through frost and snow, facing wind and rain, this kind of practice has never stopped. However, more than ten cold and summer days have passed, and Wu Ma
Xi's artistic conception level has not made much progress.
In Tianshu Continent, realm cultivation is usually divided into four levels of Shishi Zunzong from weak to strong, and each level is divided into nine levels, a total of thirty-six levels. This grading method is called the thirty-six level method, which is
It was created by Lu Tong, an ancient realm cultivator, so it is also called Lu's grading method.
According to the progress of ordinary people, more than ten years of hard training can almost achieve the goal of becoming a realm master.
But Wu Maxi completely subverted this common sense.
After more than ten years of hard training, Wu Ma Xi finally succeeded in breaking into the second-level realm three months ago.
He has only advanced to one level in more than ten years. Compared with the height of the thirty-sixth level, this speed of cultivation is enough to make anyone despair.
However, such an appalling cultivation speed has actually ranked firmly in the top ten in the Wuma family's thousands of years of history. This shows how shocking the Wuma family's cultivation speed is.
Wuma Xi's great-grandfather once joked that it was fortunate that our Wuma family was not a Jingxiu family, otherwise the average speed of Jingxiu cultivation would have been significantly lowered by us.
The main reason why the Wuma family's cultivation speed is so slow is this wind disk that has been passed down for thousands of years.
According to the standards of a cultivation artistic conception, the number of Fengpan artistic conception branches is too few, and the weaving is too simple. The most important thing is that it actually uses a flat weaving structure. This structure is famous for its simplicity and inefficiency, and it is almost half eliminated now.
In a normal artistic conception, it is basically impossible to see it.
In the history of thousands of years, no one in the Wuma family has reached the sixth level of realm warrior. The second level realm warrior before the age of 18 is also unique in the history of the Wuma family. Therefore, in the Wuma family, Wuma
Xi is a rare genius.
Taking into account the history of the Wuma family, it is a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years!
The wind disk in the void began to tremble finely, like ripples caused by a stone falling on the water's surface, with the mind bead as the center and spreading outward.
In the dark and silent void, some purple spots gradually lit up, bright or bright, like stars in the night sky.
These purple light spots seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly drifting towards the wind disk, and finally disappeared in a flash on the surface of the Bead of Care.
These light spots are the aura between heaven and earth. The process of cultivation is the process of letting the mind beads swallow the aura and grow stronger. The function of cultivating the artistic conception is to discover and gather these auras and assist the mind beads in swallowing them.
It is said that in some powerful cultivation artistic conceptions, the spiritual energy light spots flashing in the void are densely packed, and the speed at which the spiritual energy gathers even exceeds the speed at which the mind beads can be swallowed, resulting in the accumulation of spiritual energy on the surface of the mind beads.
Of course, Wu Ma Xi, who uses the wind disk to practice, could not imagine this situation. He just accidentally remembered the story told by his great-grandfather when he was a child, and the story contained such content.
Under the dim solitary lamp, Wu Maxi suddenly remembered the situation back then, as dreamy as a fairy tale.
Wuma Xi’s great-grandfather was called Wuma Shisan, and he was quite a strange person. Du Li made an astonishing move on his first trip to remove corpses.
After he received the body, he suddenly heard that Master Rong Ci was going to challenge the Ladder of Despair.
The Ladder of Despair is located on the south coast of Biruo Country. It is a steep cliff with a height of more than 500 meters, shrouded in white clouds all year round.
For thousands of years, countless sages have wanted to explore the top of the cliff, but no one has succeeded. Most of them disappeared in the endless sea of clouds. In addition, there are also corpses of some explorers that have appeared inexplicably thousands of miles away.
In addition, the location is uncertain, and such a corpse was once laid out in Xiqu City.
It's so weird and scary.
This cliff has intrigued people on the continent for thousands of years.
The news of Rong Ci's exploration of the ladder to heaven spread like wildfire. Wuma Thirteen was so excited at the time that he rushed there with the corpse.
This journey is full of mountains and rivers, traveling day and night.
When we arrived, Rongci had been up there for more than half a year, and no news had come back. Then a large group of people stood at the foot of the cliff with their heads raised all day long.
Wuma Shisan stayed there for half a year, and then went back.
By the time he returned to Qu Zhen Kingdom after a long journey, it was already three years later, and his body was almost a mummy.
At that time, the patriarch of the Wuma family was his father. He had been immersed in the grief of losing his son for three years. When he saw his expression again, he was surprised, shocked, and burst into tears...
Then when he heard the reason, he became furious and drove Wuma Shisan out of the house.
This is also the reason why the only branch of the Wuma family came into being for thousands of years.
Before she was five years old, Wu Maxi lived with her great-grandfather and listened to his legendary stories told in an extremely exaggerated tone.
When Wuma Xi was five years old, his great-grandfather passed away. After that, he followed his father and began to drive away corpses. In the following years, the father and son always slept in the open air, walking in the deserted countryside depending on each other, eating dry food and drinking from mountain springs.
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When she was six years old, Wu Maxi held an enlightenment ceremony under the auspices of her father.
The so-called enlightenment ceremony is the process of condensing the mind into beads and then dividing the mind branches. This is the first step in the cultivation of artistic conception.
The more branches the better, but it all depends on the weather. The more branches are fifteen or sixteen, the less branches are two or three. The number of branches is also one of the criteria for measuring a person's qualifications for cultivating the human realm, and it is
The most important and intuitive standard. Generally speaking, if there are less than nine branches, there will be no future for development in the field of realm cultivation.
Wuma Xi can divide his mind into twelve branches. This kind of talent can be regarded as excellent even in the realm of cultivation. But when it is placed on Wuma Xi, it is a complete waste because of the wind disk and the corpse-exorcism curse.
They are all eight-branched artistic conceptions, which means that four of them must be idle. In terms of efficiency, there is no difference from those who have eight branches.
Wu Maxi was extremely excited when she learned that she had twelve branches. A smile covered her sweaty face, and she excitedly showed off to her father, but what she received in return was a tired and indifferent answer from her father.
"What's the use? Even if it's sixteen branches, what can you do with it?"
Wu Ma Xi's smiling face suddenly collapsed, and she almost shed tears from her grievance.dd