Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 68 Fishing
Jingnan City is eight hundred miles away to the west.

Zhao Xuan drove five mules on the mountain road.

Sensing someone coming from afar, he pretended to be nonchalant.

Soon, a figure filled with evil spirits appeared in his sight.

He is a bald man with a sinewy face.

Looking at the breath, it should be the second stage of Qi training, the enlightenment stage.

The big man was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhao Xuan. While slowing down and looking at Zhao Xuan, he asked from a distance: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xuan spoke a pure Baiyue dialect and said loudly: "Traveling merchants, Zhongyuan's cloth, refined salt, and porcelain are sold cheaply."

"We are collecting medicinal materials, furs and gold, silver and bronze items at high prices. Brother, do you have any goods?"

The bald man heard the words and saw that he was dressed as a Yue man, wearing a long knife on his waist. The goods he brought were the most popular cloth and salt, just like the legendary traveling merchants.

Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief: "He turned out to be a traveling businessman, I was shocked."

Then he walked towards Zhao Xuan carelessly.

Zhao Xuan was observing the surroundings.

Seeing Zhao Xuan looking around, the big man didn't look at him seriously. He showed a ferocious smile and grabbed him with his big hands: "How dare you look down on me, just a businessman?"

"I'm going to drain your blood."

People in the Demon Cult originally worship the weak and the strong, and have extremely little regard for human life.

Regardless of whether he is a businessman or not, what are the consequences of killing him? In order to improve his cultivation level, he must be sucked dry first.

The air flow roared past and reached several feet across.

His attacks were ruthless and decisive, much stronger than the bandits Zhao Xuan encountered on the road.

Zhao Xuan, who had confirmed that there was no one nearby, moved his body to pass the big man's hand, and struck the bald man's Qi Sea with his right palm like lightning.

The bald man was shocked: "You..."

Without saying a word, his blood and energy were burning all over his body, and he was about to use secret techniques to fight.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Zhao Xuan's slender palm landed firmly on his abdomen.

With a "click", the air sea shattered.

The bald man who suffered a heavy blow stared wide-eyed: "Is this a traveling businessman?"

The next moment, Zhao Xuan carried the incapacitated big man and flew into the dense forest.

The bald man couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?"

Zhao Xuan replied casually: "Don't worry."

His hands quickly moved around the bald man's body, and all the acupoints, regardless of whether they were opened or not, were tapped by him.

The Qi Sea state is different from the Qi Sea state. Once the Qi sea is broken, it still has the power to strike.

Not only that, Zhao Xuan also removed the limbs of the bald man.

"Tell me, which sect do you belong to? Where do you come from?"

The bald man asked back, "Do you also say what I said?"

There is no consciousness of the prisoners at all.

It was probably commonplace, so I didn’t think Zhao Xuan would let him go.

Zhao Xuan thought for a moment and realized that he was meeting people from the Demon Cult and could not use conventional means to deal with them.

He directly used the "Spirit Seizing Creation Sutra", put it on the big man's shoulders, and sucked [-]% of his true energy and blood.

The originally lively and strong man suddenly turned into an old man with gray hair.

The big man exclaimed: "The Soul-Seizing Demonic Sutra? Are you a disciple of the Wheel-turning Sect?"

"Senior brother, I am a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. You and I have always been on good terms with each other. Can you let me go? I understand the rules. I will pay double the ransom."

At that time, the Six Demonic Sects were forced to retreat to the Land of Baiyue. In order to resist Qingcheng Mountain and Zhenwu Sect, they signed an alliance with each other.

If the disciples on all sides have no mortal enemies, they can use ransom to redeem their lives.

When he learned that the person who caught him was a member of the Six Demonic Sects, the big man actually wanted to survive.

Zhao Xuan's expression changed slightly: "Blood Demon Sect? How do you prove it?"

The Chakravartin Sect and the Blood Demon Sect are both one of the six sects of the Demonic Path.It turns out that the Soul Seizing Magic Sutra is a technique of the Chakravartin Sect.

The big man saw him using the Soul Seizing Creation Sutra, but he misunderstood his identity.

The big man smiled apologetically and said: "If my disciples of the Blood Demon Sect want to advance rapidly, they must raise blood slaves. I have raised hundreds of blood slaves in a nearby village. Senior brother will know it when he goes there."

Zhao Xuan sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, recite your skills to me first. If you miss one word, I will suck you into a mummy immediately."

The big man looked confused. What do the Wheel-turning Saints want from my Blood Demon Sect’s skills?
But he didn't dare to ask, so he recited it honestly.

He took out more than a dozen books of exercises in a row, ranging from the lowest to the middle-grade Huang level to the highest to the high-grade Xuan level.

Zhao Xuan was a little disappointed and caught a small fish.

"Who else is around here besides you?"

The big man reacted immediately: "Senior brother, do you want to cause trouble for other people?"

Zhao Xuan smiled half-heartedly: "Why, are you planning to die rather than betray your fellow disciples?"

The big man shook his head: "Senior brother, you are joking. Baiyue has limited resources, and all of our fellow students are competitors."

"I was almost sucked dry by my senior brother today. It's a lucky thing that I survived. Those fellow disciples would only add insult to injury and take my blood slave."

"I might as well sell them to my senior brother. Maybe I can keep the blood slaves below."

According to this Blood Demon Sect disciple's description, the Blood Demon Sect has three inner disciples and a dozen outer disciples in this area besides him.

Needless to say, for the outer disciples, for the inner disciples, they are not only the subordinates who feed the blood slaves, but also reserve the blood slaves.

The cultivation levels of the three inner sects are similar to his, and they are all in the enlightenment realm.

It's just that the other three opened more acupoints than him and were stronger than him, so they often forced him to serve as a blood slave.

The location of the three of them and what kind of martial arts they were good at were all shaken by him.

The big man said with a flattering smile: "I heard that the senior brother of the Chakravartin Sect likes to raise furnace cauldrons. How about I help the senior brother capture three of his fellow disciples as a ransom from me?"

Zhao Xuan thought for a while, then ran the Spirit Seizing Creation Scripture and continued to seize the soul from the big man.

If this person hadn't lied, he could have taken down the other three without any help.

If he lies and lets him go, won't he cause trouble for himself?

The big man's face was distorted: "The six sects have signed a covenant, you can't kill me."

Zhao Xuan replied casually: "Whoever signs it will abide by it. I am not the one who signed the covenant, so what does it have to do with me?"

After sucking the big man dry, Zhao Xuan felt a sense of fullness.

But he sucked too much and couldn't digest it in time.

He sat cross-legged on the spot and circulated the Soul Seizing Creation Sutra.

The essence, blood and true energy and soul sucked from the big man's body were all refined into true energy and integrated into his sea of ​​energy.

After a moment, a glint flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes.

Refining a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect in the Acupoint Realm was actually worth two months of hard training.

No wonder Chen Yin is obsessed with it.

Use this as a test for warriors. How many of them can withstand the temptation of rapid advancement?
Zhao Xuan returned to the mountain road and drove his mule to the nearest Blood Demon Sect disciple.

……

Half an hour later, a village built halfway up the mountain welcomed an uninvited guest.

Zhao Xuan sneaked into the stronghold and happened to see what a blood slave was.

A feminine man in the enlightenment state was sitting in the lobby.

A group of people lined up, walked up to the man, cut his wrists and let him suck his blood.

One by one.

Afterwards, someone bandaged them and drank a large bowl of soup made from unknown herbs.

Zhao Xuan quietly sneaked into the blood slave team. When he rolled up his sleeves and pretended to cut his wrists, he hit the effeminate man's head 180 degrees with one palm.

The dagger plunged into his heart.

(End of this chapter)