high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 36

【Name】: Baizhu.

[Martial arts]: "Changchun Kungfu" is perfect; "Wind and Thunder Step" is perfect; "Fuhu Fist" is perfect; "Dakaibeishou" has not been introduced (16%), "Shenxiangquan" has not been introduced (12%), " Chilong Heart Sutra Fetal Breath Chapter" Dacheng.

[attribute value]: 18

"Have you increased your proficiency by 4%?" Bai Shu glanced at Xiangquan's value, "There is still a long way to go."

He ate dozens of jade bone pills last night until his body could no longer digest the power of the medicine. Under the effect of the medicine, his body was more than a few points stronger than before.

In the jade-colored bones, the blood flowed like the Yangtze River, and the whole body was full of energy and blood, which was comparable to a red-hot copper furnace.

But even so, he still couldn't stand the consumption of the fist.

It's hard to imagine how Master Zhao Er, who has only just practiced his skills, can reach a small or even a great success in cultivation.

After raising the Chilong Heart Sutra to Dacheng, the attribute value is only a pitiful 18 points.

18 points.

In the few days when the zombies just broke out, even if it was only 1 point, Bai Shu was very happy.

And now...

I don't know when and what month I can get started with Divine Elephant Boxing, so I won't list it for now.

Just to upgrade the Red Dragon Heart Sutra to perfection, to capture the white tiger, and to achieve the perfection of fetal breath in the dust-free body, a full 230 attribute points are required.

It would be a total of 230 living corpses if ordinary people turned into living corpses.

This is only the fetal breath, and the training of the orifice and the yang talisman in the future... I don't know how much more it will be than now.

18:[-] is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for the current situation.

Bai Shu shook his head secretly, an illusory red dragon was swimming all over his body, passing through the meridians and bones.

The primordial qi of heaven and earth was independently drawn and refined by the red jellyfish. This time when he stood on the fist, he already withdrew three points of his strength, and when his blood energy and real qi were about to dry up, he hurriedly stopped.

Coupled with the Jade Bone Pill and the well-established mental method, the mental loss is far less serious than yesterday.

Bai Shu himself did not expect that Dacheng's Chilong Heart Sutra is so beneficial to the practice of Shenxiang Boxing.

In martial arts practice, realm comes first.

Fortunately, it is not too late to understand.

The reason why I didn't take the lead in improving the Chilong Heart Sutra yesterday, but took the Jade Bone Pill, was also hoping to push the Divine Elephant Fist to the point of entry, and then use the remaining attribute values ​​to improve.

It turned out that I still took it for granted.

With 12% proficiency, the remaining 88% can only be piled up in the Year of the Monkey.

Xiaocheng's mentality, many things in the boxing scriptures are in the clouds, and it takes a long time to figure out the transshipment of a key point. After Dacheng, under the high-level view, the insufficiency is like the palm of your hand. View pattern.

It is not the right path to use art to control the way, and it is a long-term solution to use the way to control the art.

The realm is the level of the Dao, and the supernatural power is just the art of protecting the Dao.

I was intimidated by the Divine Elephant Fist, and in pursuit of killing power, I was actually giving up the basics and chasing the end.

Seeing Bai Shu walking towards this side after finishing his work, Tie Zhu couldn't help but say:

"How did it become like that?"

He was good at gestures, but he hesitated and couldn't say any appropriate words.

"normal."

Bai Shu was urged violently, and the invisible and substanceless Yuan Qi poured into the body from the pores, and after being refined by the red dragons one after another, his face became ruddy again.

"You will be like this in the future." He patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder, "It's like this when you practice boxing."

Then, he was satisfied to see Tie Zhu showing the feared expression he expected.

"Hit a living corpse?"

Seeing Bai Shu approaching, Xie Fanjing jumped off the box, eager to try.

The flower cat was obediently held in her arms, its ears pricked up like a rabbit.

"and many more."

Bai Shu couldn't help reaching out to touch the cat's head, the soft touch of the fur made him breathe easier.

For the sake of attribute value, and also for the fist intent of Cangyue Tower that can disappear at any time, it is impossible for Bai Shu to sit in the alchemy room.

"Wait to ask one thing."

He scratched the cat's chin lightly and smiled.

Yan Peng, who was still in shock, was out of his mind, and he barely reacted when Bai Shu walked to his side within ten steps.

"My lord." He dragged his injured leg and barely supported the wall to stand up.

"What are your orders, Master?" Yan Peng smiled at Bai Shu, "Your little one will definitely do it."

"It's nothing." Bai Shu pressed his hand down, signaling him to sit down.

"Your leg..." Bai Shu looked over meaningfully, "Tie Yanluo must have done it."

"Looks like I guessed it right." Ignoring Yan Peng's rapidly changing expression, Bai Shu moved his face closer and said in a low voice:

"Although you talked about Tie Yanluo yesterday, you didn't say anything about the people around him who came to Fenyin with him."

"Tell me." Bai Shu stared into his eyes, "Be more specific."

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While Bai Shu was pressing Yan Peng, in the city of Fenyin, the west residence of Zhao's family.

In a dark building on the ground floor, big shirtless men were stretched out, lying on the ground, and on the mahogany table, there was a mess of cups and plates,

"Yan Peng..."

In the hall that smelled of alcohol and sweat, there were two people sitting opposite each other.

A young man in a green robe held a delicate girl in his arms. The girl's eyes were red and swollen, and there were deep mottled bruises on her wrists which were as white as frost and snow.

She drank wine for the young man in green tremblingly, but she shook her hand and accidentally spilled a few drops.

"Bitch!"

The young man's expression darkened, he swung his palm and knocked her flying, the real energy in his body surged, and he had the idea of ​​killing her on the spot.

"Hold on, brother."

A middle-aged man with a three-foot long beard stopped him in the face of a scribe.

"There are not many women in the first place, and let my brother beat her to death, what will the brothers do?"

"Too……"

After thinking about it again and again, the green-robed boy withdrew his hand.

Ignoring the girl bowed her head and retreated, the two continued to drink.

"Yan Peng, what happened to Yan Peng?" the long-bearded scribe asked with a frown.

"He was punished by the adults, and he hasn't come back for a day." The young man raised his glass and drank with worry on his face, "I wonder if something happened to Old Yan."

The long-bearded scribe was startled when he heard the words. He had a drink with the green-robed boy, and when he lowered his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Living corpses can't please adults, but there are so many living people in the city." The green-robed youth sighed, "Old Yan is in trouble."

The long-bearded scribe was about to speak, when suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from below.

He jumped up from the table like an electric shock all over his body, and stood respectfully with his hands down, followed by the young man in green robe.

"You mother, get up!"

The young man in green robe lowered his voice, and kicked hard at the sleeping man next to him.

Not long after, all the big men who were lying on the ground stood up, and they lowered their heads deeply, crowding the hall into darkness.

Deng.

Deng.

Deng.

Those footsteps were extremely light, but they were extremely clear in the hall where needles could be heard.

"Goo~"

Someone couldn't help swallowing, and beads of sweat rolled down from the temples one by one.

squeak~

After an unknown amount of time, the hidden door at the farthest corner of the hall was gently pushed open.

Dressed in red, the slender man in red raised his head. His face was covered with a strict iron mask, and under the dark sky, it had an extremely cold and hard metallic color.

tick, tick...

Blood dripped from the red sleeves and formed a line on the ground.

"Where's Huang Er." He raised his face slightly and breathed slowly, "My dog ​​seems to be missing?"

"Yan Peng didn't return yesterday." The young man in green robe had no choice but to come out, he bowed down respectfully. "Maybe already..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a sharp scream from the ground,

Endless resentment and despair struck fiercely, like a ghost crying on a rainy night in late autumn.

The young man in green robe turned pale. When he tried to calm down and wanted to continue speaking, the man in red stretched out his finger and shook him slightly.

After more than half a stick of incense, the screams from the ground subsided and became inaudible. At this time, many people present were already sweating.

"Does it sound good?"

He smiled in his throat, his voice was like soft catkins.

"Nice!"

"Go to him." The man in red looked at the pale young man in green robe, his voice became softer, he squatted down, and slowly leaned his face to the young man's ear.

"If you can't find it, I'll eat you."

(End of this chapter)