Infinite, starting from Jinmen, the martial arts

Chapter 22: God eats three sticks of incense and sends you to hell! (Please follow up and read!)
Three days later, He Yongqi gritted his teeth and looked at Zhuangzi not far away, with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

This kid, with just a few words, broke his own legs, and this time he even offended the elders of the church.

Although the deputy leader is his own brother, the temptation of being the leader of the White Lotus Sect is not small.

If Chen Qingyang failed this time, it would be impossible for him to win the position of leader.

Therefore, Chen Qingyang is gambling with his life, and He Yongqi has also placed his treasure on Chen Qingyang. The two are now tied together, and both will suffer losses.

"go!"

A carriage followed behind him, and not long after, they arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi. It was noon, and Chen Qingyang was practicing boxing in the courtyard.

Even outside the door, He Yongqi could hear the sound of fists tearing through the wind and snow, making a roaring sound.

Chen Qingyang has also completely visualized both hands in the past few days. The price is that now only the last arm and trunk of the ginseng are left.

When He Yongqi arrived at the door of the courtyard, his five senses were enhanced and he could already feel it.

After finishing his work, he stood up, exhaled a long breath, and opened the courtyard door. He Yongqi stood in front of him with the wind and snow on his body.

"I brought everything to you."

Chen Qingyang looked at the carriage behind him, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. The power of ginseng was estimated to be able to manifest 60.00% of his body.

For the rest, if you really find the Anshen Incense, you should be able to manifest yourself in the remaining time.

"Thank you, come in."

As the carriage entered the courtyard, he and He Yongqi moved all three boxes in the carriage into the room.

When I opened the box and took a look, I saw dozens of books lying inside. Many of them were yellowed and some were moth-eaten. They were all old books.

"These are all the records about the method of divine beating in the religion, and the original source of the method of divine beating is also included."

"The other two boxes are filled with soothing medicinal materials. In addition, I have brought the last three incense in the sect's inventory."

He Yongqi looked at Chen Qingyang: "This time, I have placed all my bets on you, and you have to give me an explanation."

Chen Qingyang opened the remaining box and indeed saw a lot of prepared medicinal materials. At the bottom of the box were three soothing incense sticks.

Even if it has not been lit, the fragrance that comes out naturally makes people feel at ease.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Qingyang turned to look at He Yongqi: "I can't explain anything to you. It will be time to enter the palace in a few days. During this time, I need to retreat."

"I want to complete this matter more than you do!"

"You also know that I don't have many years to live. If I don't do some things now, I won't have the chance in the future."

"As long as there is the slightest hope, I will never give up."

He Yongqi looked at Chen Qingyang for a long time, and finally could only sigh quietly, with helplessness and sadness entangled in his eyes.

"Okay, I believe you. New Year's Day will be in ten days. The troupe will enter the palace to rehearse two days in advance. You still have eight days to spare. I will call you then."

"Thank you!"

With a burning heart, Chen Qingyang didn't do what he thought at this moment. There were still eight days left, so it was not impossible to give it a try!

Waiting for He Yongqi to leave, Chen Qingyang locked the door and began to read books about God.

For three whole days, he didn't eat or drink. He sat on the kang and read through dozens of books. When he was exhausted, he took a few mouthfuls of soothing herbs.

Although his body was exhausted and his spirit was uncomfortable, the light of wisdom in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

God hit!

Among these books, whether they are successful or unsuccessful, there are two words at the core.

faith!

This is consistent with Chen Qingyang's self-understanding. Belief and God's method of fighting exist if you believe in them. If you don't believe in them, they don't exist.

One of the successful cases is the seventh-generation Great Elder of the White Lotus Sect, who succeeded and devoutly believed in Emperor Guan Sheng.When the gods came down to earth, I felt that my body was taken over, and I became extremely powerful with swords, especially the three swords of the Martial Saint, which no one under the Guansheng Sect in the world could match.

His strength has been improved by at least [-]%!

This is already terrifying. A warrior can increase his strength by [-]% out of thin air. What is this concept?
As Wang Wuye said, the great master of Dan Jin is that he can understand the five senses.

Regardless of this magical power, some talented Sanjin warriors have a chance to kill Danjin.

And Chen Qingyang believes that he is not bad at all. If he succeeds, his strength will increase by [-]%, and he can block the five senses of Danjin.

Then it is not hopeless for him to fight against the great master of Danjin!

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, a feeling of exhaustion and hunger instantly surged into my heart.

After not eating or drinking for three days, I quickly got up and entered the kitchen and started cooking.

In this meal, he ate one catty of rice, ten catties of beef, and five catties of mutton.

I didn't put down the bowls and chopsticks until my stomach was full, and then I just calmed down and closed my eyes, adjusting my mental state to ensure that my mind was calm.

At night, he solemnly took out a piece of soothing incense from the box, and the proportion of medicinal ingredients was arranged on the table.

Tonight, he was going to try using calming incense for practice.

Late at night, in a state of high spirits, I lit incense and closed the doors and windows.

The moment the soothing incense is lit, a fragrance begins to fill the room. The moment you inhale it, your mind feels empty, and then it becomes peaceful.

This feeling is like the soul is in a freezer, there is silence, and every slight sound is amplified in his mind.

Silently chanting his own name in his heart.

Slowly, the body appears in the mind, and the hands have been fully realized, and every detail will appear.

The body, legs and head were still blurry, and the aroma of soothing incense entered the mouth and nose.

His soul was shaken, and his entire body seemed to be enveloped by a puff of smoke.

Time passed slowly, and a night passed in the blink of an eye.

During the visualization, Chen Qingyang felt like a carpenter, slowly carving a statue of a god.

In the early morning, a ray of light rose from the east of the earth, and the wind and snow stopped at this moment.

He opened his eyes, which were now full of bloodshot eyes. His face was thin and there was no trace of blood at all.

The food eaten last night has been completely transformed into essence and provided to the visual body.

Grinning: "Fortunately, the Anshenxiang is indeed an Anshenxiang. I visualized one foot in one night."

"In the remaining time, two soothing incense, ginseng, and these medicinal materials should be enough."

He got up, moved his energy and blood a few times, then went directly to the kitchen, cooked, and after eating, fell asleep. This sleep lasted until the early morning.

Chen Qingyang, who was resurrected with full blood, did not use the Anshen Incense this time. The most difficult thing was to save the final facial shaping.

Now, using soothing herbs and ginseng, try to visualize the body, hands and feet first.

Time passed slowly. In the past few days, Chen Qingyang seemed to have gone crazy. He stayed up day and night. In seven days, his entire body lost weight.

Waiting for the eighth day, when He Yongqi came to Zhuangzi, he was dumbfounded when he saw Chen Qingyang.

"Your vitality and blood have declined, and you are as skinny as a stick. What have you done?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burst with light, and the empty room was electrified. He Yongqi felt that his eyes were completely white for a moment.

A startled shout rang in my ears: "The gods will eat three sticks of incense and send you to hell!"

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