Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Chapter 46: Self-rescue from poisoning
What is poisoned will always be detoxified, unless the poison is not poison.

If this was not what Xidu Ouyang Feng said, anyone in the world would roll their eyes and call him nonsense.

Lu Chen knew that the Grandmaster loved to be mysterious and would always express things in extremely contradictory ways that could be explained clearly. But they deliberately pretend to be true, and every word is true. The truly great principles in the world may be hidden in such nonsense.

Ouyang Ke was about to continue explaining when Lu Chen suddenly raised his head, "Maybe I understand what Ouyang Feng means."

Ouyang Ke was startled, "Oh?"

At first, he suspected that Lu Chen was bragging, but when he saw Lu Chen's eyes, he knew that what he said was true. It was a kind of extremely clear determination and confidence, and what Lu Chen said next finally moved him. He didn't know how many times he felt that this young man was not simple.

Lu Chen said, "The definition of poison is that it can cause death. But all things are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and the five elements are constantly flowing. This is why the so-called poison has an antidote within a hundred steps. Therefore, for a truly indestructible poison, the first step is to It’s not poison.”

He continued, "In my opinion, this is not any poison at all, but a kind of skill. Once it is passed on to a person, it will run on its own, consuming the power of the mind and body, and feeding back the cultivation of body and qi. This kind of skill If the Dharma has restraint, it will definitely be of great benefit, but without restraint, it is too much and too little, and it cannot be stopped at all, until it drains out all the power of the mind."

"Although this will make the enemy temporarily stronger, once the power of the mind is exhausted, no matter how powerful it is, it will be like an empire without a king, and it is destined not to last long. Brother Ouyang, do you think so?"

Ouyang Ke Ding looked at Lu Chen for a long time, until Lu Chen suspected that there was something on his face, and then he finally said with emotion, "You are right, you even understand it far better and better than me... What a pity." Yes, once this martial arts is in motion, it cannot be stopped and there is no cure. You may have succeeded in refining the spirit, just hold on a little longer."

Lu Chen lowered his head and coughed twice, "Ah... uh... yes... yes, yes..."

In Ouyang Ke's mind, he had followed in the footsteps of Wanyan and his son and became a living corpse, so he didn't pay much attention to his expression and explained to himself, "My uncle believes that since ancient times, people who practice poison have tried every means to create various kinds of corpses." There are all kinds of poisons, some seal the throat when they see blood, some are silent, some are combined with other drugs to take effect, and some are dormant for decades before they have results... all in different ways, but they always circulate in a small circle. No structure and little ambition.”

"No matter how ingenious these ideas are, there are many ways in the world that can solve the problem of poisoning once and for all. Those who are successful in martial arts can clearly record their real-time physiological status and adjust it back at any time. All sects have universal antidote elixirs . There are also various kinds of detoxifying Qi. After refining the body to the innate level, it can be invulnerable to all poisons... People who use poisons often use 10% of their strength to get 10% of the effect."

"Like the poison that Wanyan Honglie bought from the Wen family's time-honored brand, it had to be made by the same innate master who injected the true energy, and then it had an effect on the same innate master. And this is the most commendable thing about the time-honored brand."

"My uncle doesn't want to kill anyone with the help of poison. He just likes the vicious changes caused by poison, poison, and even all things. In fact, it is not difficult for a person who has practiced martial arts to his level to become the emperor of a small country. It is not difficult to be rich and prosperous, but these things are easy to come by, which makes them less attractive.”

"He just wanted to do things that others couldn't do, walk on roads that others couldn't walk, and see scenery that others couldn't see. So he finally made up his mind to develop a poisonous technique that couldn't be cured by taking medicine or by infuriating Qi. drive."

"My uncle got inspiration from the soul-moving method, and created a martial arts with his wonderful method of false cultivation and making something out of nothing. This martial arts does not need to be accompanied by any toads, centipedes, scorpions, but it is better than any martial arts in the world. They are all closer to the essence of poison.”

"Strictly speaking, this is not a martial arts that is aggressive and fierce, but an artistic expression. For example, there is no word snow in a poem, but snow is everywhere. This martial arts is not a poisonous martial art - it uses poison. Kung Fu. But poisonous kung fu—venomous kung fu.”

"And this is just one of the five poisons in the 'Five Poisons and Six Yin Evil Fires'. My uncle used the five martial arts ideas in the Nine Yin Manual, and followed the thinking of poisoning people and harming others, but without being contaminated. Any toxin, this is his 'non-poisonous poison'."

Ouyang Ke finally finished speaking and said calmly, "Now, you should understand why I said those people are not qualified to be compared with my uncle, right?"

Lu Chen saw it and felt it was strange. Ouyang Ke talked about his uncle in a long and endless way. In his words, the old poisoner Ouyang Feng seemed to have become a great artist and pioneer. He was unprecedented and unprecedented in the field of poisonous arts. His eyes sparkled and he was filled with admiration and admiration.

To be honest, these detailed contents really surprised and enriched Lu Chen. He was like a hungry child who suddenly felt full and felt a sense of satisfaction that others could not understand. He must fairly admit that the various ingenuities contained therein do contain unexpected creations and wisdom.

But in the end, he didn't understand what Ouyang Ke could be proud of.

These poison skills are more like a sophisticated game, which can reflect Ouyang Feng's ability, but there is really nothing great about it. Is it possible that the people it kills are different from those killed by ordinary toxins? Or could this "non-poisonous poison" kill Wang Chongyang and Zhang Sanfeng?

No, not only could it not kill the land gods, it couldn't even kill Lu Chen that fast.

Lu Chen suddenly shook his head, "Brother Ouyang, thank you for your popular science. But the regret is that the 'non-poisonous poison' you had high hopes for is not that effective. It may be able to poison me, but you can't see this scene." .”

Ouyang Ke writes long and hearty poems, and all the brewing emotions have reached their climax. From Lu Chen's point of view, he is like a crazy fan of an idol, who is obsessed with his idol's ranking data while supporting others. Only at this moment, all the intoxication was suddenly hit by a heavy hammer and turned into a broken mess.

He raised his head suddenly like lightning and looked at Lu Chen, "What did you say?"

Lu Chen's answer was to kick him out, and Wanyan Honglie's body flew up from the ground. Then he tiptoed and flew back seven or eight feet, straight into the jungle.

Wanyan Honglie's mind had completely turned into true energy, which was as strong as ever in his life. Now Lu Chen disrupts the true energy in his body and turns it into an extremely unstable explosive. Its power will not be much worse than that of Master Lingzhi.

When he moved, Ouyang Ke also moved. Ouyang Ke always held a folding fan and his graceful demeanor made people think that he had a deep relationship with the folding fan. But at this moment, his first move was to open the folding fan, and with a flick of his hand, it flew out and turned into a high-speed rotating blade with sharp edges in the air, striking towards Wanyan Honglie in an arc.

The airflow in mid-air was cut by the folding fan, making a buzzing sound. Below where it went, traces of different shades appeared on the soil, all of which were smooth, leaving no doubt that it could cut through human flesh.

When he made the move, Ouyang Ke looked gloomy and ugly. There should be hundreds of questions in his mind, but the only thing he knew clearly was that Lu Chen had tricked him.

In fact, he had already sensed that something was wrong. No matter how high Lu Chen was in refining the gods, he shouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Ouyang Ke had been waiting for him to die silently like Wanyan Honglie, whose physical strength increased without limit but mentally. But this scene never came, and time passed by bit by bit. Ouyang Ke had no choice but to say to himself, wait a moment, wait a moment, wait a moment and the poison will come out.

Until now, he finally realized that he could continue to deceive himself and wait forever. One hundred and eighty years later, Lu Chen will definitely die, but it will definitely have nothing to do with Ouyang Feng's poison.

Strictly speaking, Lu Chen's failure to cure the poison was not his failure, but Ouyang Feng's limited abilities. Although Xi Du was a great master, he never dreamed that there would be such a special mental structure as Lu Chen in the world. While still in the acquired realm, the power of the mind was fully tapped and turned into a vast ocean. Up to now, the white-gold light is still spreading above the heart sea, occupying about half of the sea area. Lu Chen's mental foundation can be compared to the realm of innate god refining. Ouyang Feng's poisonous blood could not poison him for the time being. Its only function was to enable him to practice Qi and body. Silently, he passed the threshold of the third level and approached the second level.

But the stronger it is, the more dangerous it is. This shows that Lu Chen's mind is also exhausted. If both body and qi training are at the first level, Lu Chen won't have much time left.

At least, now Lu Chen is no longer able to use the state of Avalokitesvara, and the flow of his mind has also come to a standstill.

He knew that he was getting stronger in terms of hardware, but he was getting weaker in terms of software. With enough defense but not enough offense, he didn't have the ability to kill Ouyang Ke. He just wanted to take this opportunity to escape.

After the last calculation in his heart, Lu Chen judged that it would be most appropriate for him to attack at the second level. If he advanced, he would be able to fight Ouyang Ke, but if he retreated, he would still have some mental energy left to buy time to save himself.

In mid-air, Ouyang Ke wanted to cut open Wanyan Honglie's body and pursue him, but Lu Chen didn't allow it. He grabbed it in the air and swept the five strings with his hand, his energy flowing freely in the air. He is no longer what he used to be. He is at the second level of Qi and Body training. He is at least a bit weaker than Ouyang Ke. The rapidly rotating folding fan suddenly freezes in mid-air, as if frozen in ice, remaining the same for thousands of years.

Ouyang Ke was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Because Wanyan Honglie was already in front of him, at the critical moment, he could only use his inner strength to spread all over his body and block his face with his hands. Then he heard a deafening loud noise, roaring close to him. The huge impact pushed him away and hit a tree, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

By the time he struggled to get up, his whole body was in pain, his clothes were ragged, and he was in a very embarrassed state. Looking up again, was there any trace of Lu Chen around?

It's extremely quiet in the forest. After a long time, Ouyang Ke stamped his feet, then raised his head and laughed, "Interesting, really interesting."

Then he thought to himself, "Even if he escapes, can he detoxify him? But he has repeatedly created miracles, so there may be no explanation... Hey, I still can't figure it out, how did he get such a huge mental power? But no matter what he is Whether I am dead or alive, I have the Nine Yin Scriptures in my body. I want to see people when I am alive, and I want to see corpses when I die."

Then he turned his head and looked in one direction. It was the crater from the previous explosion, and Wanyankang and Sha Tongtian were lying inside.

Ouyang Ke made up his mind to save them, but Wanyan Honglie's last words were only a small part. More importantly, he knew that if he wanted to hunt down someone in Dajin, he would have to use his identity as Yan Kang. And Sha Tongtian also has other uses.

Dragging his remaining body, he walked forward, lifted someone up with one hand, looked around again, and suddenly sighed.

The five of them came to besiege Lu Chen, thinking that they would be able to capture him, but now, Master Lingzhi and Wanyan Honglie were both dead, Ouyang Ke was seriously injured, and Wanyankang and Sha Tongtian were seriously injured. If the results of this battle were released to others, they would think that they were facing either an innate warrior or a quasi-innate warrior.

He swore to God that he would definitely pay enough attention to this kid. It is not an exaggeration to say that those three drops of Ouyang Feng's poisonous blood were used to deal with innate warriors. Ouyang Ke never thought of using it when facing the pursuit of life. If Lu Chen didn't possess the Nine Yin Manual, he would never be willing to use it.

But obviously, he still underestimated Lu Chen.

"This monster... we must not give him a chance next time." Ouyang Ke made up his mind, "It would be best if he died. If he is alive, I will have to use another two drops of poisonous blood to display the Six Yin Evil Fire." Lu’s other poisonous skills!”

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Lu Chen kept running through the mountains and forests, walking faster and faster. The vitality in his body increased crazily, and soon his strength and stamina reached the first level. But at the same time, his spirit became increasingly weak, he felt dizzy, and everything he saw was blurry and hazy.

This means that his mental strength is gradually declining, just like the trend of stocks, entering a desperate situation, and even struggling to maintain his self-awareness.

In his daze, Lu Chen couldn't tell the difference between north and south, so he reluctantly found a secluded cave, got into it, and began to meditate and contemplate, escaping into the sea of ​​his mind.

His heart failure had reached such an extent that he could no longer enter his heart immediately with a single thought while walking. You need to concentrate and calm down before you can settle your thoughts. But the evil is still entrenched in his body, like maggots in his tarsus, constantly causing him to run imperceptible mysterious skills and continuing to consume his little mental energy.

"What should I do? Is there any way to save myself?"

"Mind power inevitably transforms into strength and physical strength... Where is this martial arts rooted? It can't be found at all, and it can't be eliminated from the body..."

"Is this the method of the Great Triad Master?"

"But it's not impossible... haven't I always wanted to use various methods to unify the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit..."

"Perhaps this is a great opportunity. Although this poison burns my mind, it also builds a bridge between mind, energy, and physical strength, allowing them to work together..."

"I want to conceive a martial arts that works in reverse... When I use this poisonous technique, I want to run a martial arts that converts energy and physical strength into mental power..."

"Ouyang Ke was wrong again. This poisonous power is not incurable... This is my medicine. I will make it for myself... I must save myself..."

"But this time there is no help from Xinhai. I have to do it by myself...by myself..."

"can not sleep……"

"I……"

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"Hey...who is this? Isn't this, isn't this the little brother who recommended me to go up the mountain? Brother Geng, Brother Geng..."

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