Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 38 The Way of Hell

He forced a smile on his face.

"Please Uncle Li Shi answer my questions..."

Li Guangshi took out a copy of Tian Can Gong first.

"This martial art contains a mouthful of Heavenly Residual True Qi. If one of the five elements is lost, it is used as training material. The practitioner will lose one of his five senses or limbs!"

"The skills are practiced very quickly. If you practice the copper skin and steel bones at the same time, you can reach the level of a martial artist. After practicing, your body will be as strong as iron and stone. You will follow the fierce route of the outer sect."

Lu Ye shook his head and sacrificed part of his body to become a steel-framed martial artist?

And he’s also a disabled steel-framed martial artist? Thanks.

He remembered that Commander Na Du appeared on the scene that day and killed a steel-framed martial artist outside Dongsai Mansion.

However, even Commander Du, who was as powerful as his seventeenth uncle, died, so he didn't learn this skill.

"If you don't want to learn, if you don't want to learn, please ask Uncle Shi to change it and introduce it."

Li Guangshi nodded and took out another book of Sun Subduing Technique.

"This technique subdues people's thoughts and allows them to concentrate on practicing martial arts without any distractions."

"After you master it, you will be as fast as a ghost, and your attacks will be extremely swift. One move performed by others will be enough for you to perform four or five moves."

"The method of fighting fast and slow can harmonize the five internal organs. In a few years, you can reach the level of an iron internal organs master!"

Lu Ye always felt that this technique sounded familiar.

If you practice the skills quickly and become a great Iron Zang martial artist in a few years, you can be considered a hero, and you can use them to control the situation.

But what kind of yang is this descending yang? How can people have no distracting thoughts and concentrate on practicing martial arts?

"I dare to ask Uncle Shi, this technique sounds good. Are there any flaws?"

Li Guangshi glanced down at Lu Ye.

"The only flaw is that this kung fu was passed down by the eunuchs in the palace, so you know..."

Lu Ye tightened his legs and immediately felt Dandan's sadness. This turned out to be a set of evil-fighting swordsmanship from another world.

He shook his head like a rattle.

"Uncle Shi, don't be ridiculous. My nephew is still young and has not left a heir to the Lu family. This technique is not suitable for me. I need to find another one!"

Lu Ye inherited the memories of his original body, and the most profound scene was that his parents told him, the only child of the Lu family, to survive and pass on the Lu family.

Although Lu Ye has no idea of ​​​​love between men and women at present, the roots of the old Lu family have been cut off.

Not only am I sorry to the original owner, but I am also sorry to myself.

What's the point of training to be the best in the world for an incomplete man?

However, Li Guangshi actually mastered this kind of technique... Lu Ye glanced at the old man's thick, silver-white beard suspiciously. Could it be that the beard was attached?

Li Guangshi smiled slightly, said no more, and took out another technique.

"Withered Blood Technique, this technique requires taking various precious nourishing herbs, eating yourself into a big fat man first, and treating yourself as a human element pill..."

"Then, reverse the burning of Qi and blood, use the blood of the body against the sky as firewood, stimulate the true Qi, break the elixir and be reborn, and finally achieve great success."

"You can reach the Silver Marrow Grandmaster realm. What's the disadvantage? Before practicing, people are like balls, but after practicing, people are like skeletons."

"And you will feel thirsty from time to time during the practice. If the thirst is not quenched in time, the true energy will reverse the conflict, and the person will go from extremely thin to extremely fat, and suffer the pain of losing strength..."

"If it is not solved, it will become extremely fat, and it will even cause violent death!"

Lu Ye's eyes lit up. How could a dignified man be so obsessed with appearance? No matter how skinny a skeleton master is, he is still a master.

"Uncle Shi, it doesn't matter if you are thirsty, just bring more water bags with you."

But there is a problem. In today's troubled times, even eating is hard to come by. Where can I find so many precious nourishing herbs?

This is a wealth technique. Lu Ye knows that it is probably not related to him, but he still can't help but inquire about it.

Li Guangshi shook his head and smiled.

"My nephew, it's not that simple. This technique consumes the treasures of heaven and earth to nourish your own Qi and blood. Qi and blood first rise and then reverse. Drinking water cannot solve your thirst."

He spoke softly.

"You need to drink blood to quench your thirst. In the early stage of the Qi riot, animal blood will suffice. Later, you have to drink human blood. Later, you need virgin or child blood to be effective!"

"Furthermore, the practitioner's true energy is boiling and can suck people dry in one gulp. Sometimes it is even necessary to drink several people's blood to subdue the true energy riot."

"My nephew, do you want to practice this technique?" Lu Ye blinked, shook his head and said seriously.

"Uncle Shi, my second brother and I were treated as human beings and almost became food for others. If we practice this technique, what's the difference between it and cannibalism..."

"I can never do cannibalism, so let's get another book!"

Li Guangshi nodded happily and put down the Withered Blood Technique.

"My nephew, I'm not going to hide it. Even if you want to practice it, I won't let you practice it. Moreover, the technique I replaced is a broken copy. You can't become a Silver Marrow Grandmaster if you only reach the Tiezang Great Martial Master realm. .”

"My family's archery skills only reach the level of a great martial artist, so naturally they won't give me the secret book to become a master."

"If you can keep your heart, my disciple will have a good big brother, and I will feel relieved..."

He sighed and picked up the last book of The Way of the King of Hell.

"My dear nephew, there is only one last skill left, King of Hell's Way. This skill is very weird..."

Li Guangshi's expression became solemn.

"I exchanged the secret technique with an old man in the mountains. According to him, this is a technique passed down in his family. Because of this technique, his originally huge family has passed it down for several generations, and now there are only three or two big and small kittens left. ”

"That's why it was considered unlucky, so it was given to me."

Lu Ye was shocked.

"Uncle Shi, please help me clarify my doubts."

Li Guangshi stroked his long beard, his eyes a little hollow, and said slowly.

The old man confessed that his great-grandfather was a warrior with dull qualifications, but he was quite chivalrous and generous. He traveled abroad. One day he arrived in the capital and saw a competition in the ring to recruit brides. He jumped on it and was beaten several times. down.

The crowd jeered, it was ridiculous that these two men with three-legged kung fu dared to enter the ring.

My great-grandfather lost his face. He was so angry that he turned his grief and anger into appetite. He went to a restaurant to have a big meal. He resented everything and was only angry about why he was not good at practicing martial arts. He had lost a lot of face today.

He talked drunkenly, saying that if he could become a master, it would be worth living even for one day.

At this time, there was a beggar wandering outside the building and was chased away by the waiter. The great-grandfather was moved by the scene and felt that he had the same problem, so he wanted to invite the beggar into the building to eat and drink with him.

However, the waiter insisted not to let the beggar enter the building for fear of disturbing other distinguished guests.

Great-grandfather asked the waiter in the shop to deliver half a roast chicken, and the beggar ate it while standing outside the building.

When my great-grandfather left the capital and returned to his hometown, he was walking on the official road. He encountered a landslide and blocked the way. When he was helpless, the beggar suddenly appeared and blasted half of the mountain into powder with one punch.

Great-grandfather was so shocked that he thought he had met a god, so he knelt down and begged to be his disciple.

The beggar shook his head and said, the two of them are not destined to be masters and disciples.

If you insist on inviting me to the restaurant to eat at the same table, you will be able to conquer the world in martial arts, and even have the opportunity to break the limits of martial arts and enter an indescribable and wonderful realm.

Even if you don't enter the building, if you are willing to share half the table of food and wine with me, I guarantee that you will become a master and pass down your unique knowledge to your family.

Is it just half a roast chicken? Since you want to be a master, I will teach you a skill. It will be enough for you to become a master, but you will not live long.

When great-grandfather heard that he could become a master, he immediately patted his chest and said that if he lived to be a hundred years old, he would be nothing more than a long-lived loser despite the humiliation he suffered today.

As long as you can become a master, even if you only enjoy one day's glory, it will be worth it.

The beggar smiled and said that it would not be enough for him to become a master for one day, but it should be fine for him to be famous for twenty or thirty years.

My great-grandfather was overjoyed, and he knelt down in obeisance and asked to pass down the technique.

The beggar then told him that this was just your destiny, and future generations should not practice it, otherwise, the disaster would continue and the family might be exterminated.

After saying that, he left behind a book of unnamed exercises and disappeared after a few steps.

When my great-grandfather learned the technique, he was both happy and regretful.

I am happy that I finally have the opportunity to become a top warrior, but I regret that I seem to have missed a bigger opportunity.

After returning home, he practiced this technique and everything went smoothly. Within a few years, he became a master.

He was cautious and followed the beggar's teachings and never let his children learn this technique.

When he reached fifty-five, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart and knew that the next day would be his death. He took out the secret book and told his descendants the ins and outs of the technique. He rubbed his hands on the spot and turned the secret book into ashes.

(End of this chapter)