Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 1: Bandits in Troubled Times
The biting cold wind woke Fang Chen up. He slowly opened his eyes and saw four men with disheveled hair and ferocious faces sitting around a campfire, laughing loudly.

"Didn't you see? I chopped off the bailiff's head with one blow, just like chopping cabbage."

"If you dare to provoke us at Hutou Mountain, you will all be chopped to death!"

"Have I traveled through time?"

Fang Chen was startled, and large amounts of memories came flooding back like slides.

This is Dongqian, a world similar to the end of the ancient dynasty of Blue Star. There are treacherous officials in the court, bandits in the mountains and fields, and even man-eating monsters that harm the world.

A few days ago, the Jianghai City government recruited local militia to fight against the bandits in Hutou Mountain. The original owner wanted to take advantage of the situation because he had practiced martial arts.

Unexpectedly, after several bloody battles, both sides suffered casualties, the bandits were defeated and fled, and the original body was captured by the bandits together with an old man because of a momentary carelessness.

What kind of devastating start is this?

As he collapsed, Fang Chen suddenly saw a curtain of light appear in front of him.

【Name: Fang Chen.】

【Essence and blood: 17.】

【Kung Fu: Horizontal Sword Training (Entry Level).】

[Note: Refining the blood essence can accelerate the improvement of the deduction technique. ]

"Is this my golden finger?"

Fang Chen took a deep breath and vaguely felt that he had grasped a glimmer of hope.

But he soon calmed down. According to his original body's memory, blood essence is the foundation of a warrior, which can prolong life and strengthen the mind and body.

The original body had practiced hard for several years but only gained more than ten points. If this was exhausted, his Qi and blood would be depleted, and his path to martial arts would be cut off. I'm afraid he would die young.

While Fang Chen was hesitating, the bandits started shouting.

"Why didn't you bring a piece of meat with you? I'm almost starving to death."

"I was in such a hurry when I came out, how could I have time to bring meat?"

"First, chop the rice and meat into pieces and roast them to fill your stomach. Otherwise, if the soldiers catch up with us, how can we have the strength to fight again?"

"Hey, that's a good idea. Let's eat the tender one first."

A bandit holding a knife and grinning strode towards Fang Chen, and Fang Chen's heart paused.

Is Mi Rou going to eat himself?

damn it.

Without any hesitation, Fang Chen directly refined his own blood essence and began to improve his skills, and it was ten points at a time.

The next moment, pictures flashed on the light screen.

[In the third year, you practiced seriously, and your horizontal sword skills were close to perfection.]

[In the seventh year, the horizontal sword training technique was completely perfected.]

[In the ninth year, you became more proficient with practice, and combined your own martial arts experience to create a martial art of your own, which you, the useless one, named Tiangang Sword Technique.]

[In the tenth year, I have mastered the Tiangang Sword Technique.]

boom--!
A powerful force suddenly rushed into Fang Chen's body and shuttled through his meridians. The pain was like the fatigue and pain from ten years of hard training. At this moment, all of it was injected into Fang Chen's body, almost making him faint.

But after enduring that moment, he felt light and healthy, and a sense of strength arose spontaneously throughout his body. Fang Chen even felt that his breathing was steady like never before.

At the same time, a sense of proficiency with knives has also become part of my blood.

The bandit had already come to Fang Chen's side, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. The smell of sweat mixed with the smell of blood on his body was nauseating.

"Hehehe, you look so handsome, you must taste really good."

As he said that, he stabbed Fang Chen's stomach with the knife. In a flash, Fang Chen stepped back violently, just avoiding the knife. At the same time, he grasped the back of the knife with both hands and pressed it towards the middle, breaking the rope on his wrist directly.

"You--!" The bandit was startled. Before he could react, Fang Chen kicked him in the crotch, causing him to bend like a shrimp in pain.

"what--!"

As soon as the heart-wrenching scream was uttered, Fang Chen snatched the knife from his waist and cut the bandit's throat with one blow. The bandit fell to the ground, twitching, and blood spurted out, dyeing the ground red in the blink of an eye.

The bandits behind saw this scene and immediately rushed over shouting.

"You bastard, you're looking for death!"

Several people have horses, so they can't run away. When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. Since there is no way to avoid it, they can only fight to the death.

Fang Chen, holding a long knife, faced several people directly.

Fang Chen, who has practiced the horizontal sword technique for ten years and has advanced it to the Tiangang sword technique, is extremely powerful. He rushed into the bandits like a dragon crossing the river.

The bandit in the front raised his hand and slashed down on his head with a knife. Fang Chen was not flustered and slashed back with a horizontal knife.

boom--!
The two collided, sparks flew, and the opponent's arm was numb from Fang Chen's force. When he was confused, Fang Chen slashed again, directly splitting half of his face, causing him to stagger back two steps and fall to the ground and die.

"Fuck you, I'll kill you."

The man behind him had his eyes bloodshot and was howling as he chopped at Fang Chen's head. Fang Chen turned his body to avoid his long sword, suddenly raised his sword and cut off his arm with one blow. Without waiting for a scream to escape his throat, he used the handle of the sword to hit his throat, breaking his larynx in one move, and making him fall to the ground like mud.

The last person saw this scene, and his hair stood on end in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes, so he dared not stay any longer and ran away.

Fang Chen was so excited about killing that he couldn't let him escape. He swung the knife and threw it out. The gleaming silver knife whizzed through the air like a flash of lightning, instantly piercing through the opponent's chest.

Puff-!
As the other party fell, Fang Chen also collapsed on the ground and breathed heavily.

"Hoo~! Hoo~!"

I had just been to the gates of hell and didn’t feel anything. Now that I came to my senses, my legs couldn’t help but become weak.

But soon, the joy of surviving the disaster diluted all of this.

Compared to being killed, killing someone doesn't seem that scary.

The biting mountain wind made Fang Chen calm down quickly. Regardless of his hungry stomach, he immediately walked forward and searched the bodies of several bandits. The moment he touched the bodies of the bandits, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Twenty-seven points of essence and blood are seized.】

Fang Chen was startled and looked at the information panel again, only to see that there was an extra line in the original information column.

【Plundered blood: 27.】

"Plundering blood essence. I can plunder other people's blood essence and use it for myself? So this is how the golden finger is used."

Wonderful.

If he has to use all his own blood and essence, then this golden finger will not work at all. After all, blood and essence itself is extremely difficult to cultivate. If he uses it to accelerate the improvement of his skills, when will he be able to break through?

Even if I break through, I won't live long due to insufficient essence and blood.

Now, one can improve his skills by plundering the essence and blood of other people, so his own essence and blood will never be wasted again.

After understanding the magical effect of the golden finger, Fang Chen quickly took the essence and blood from other people, a total of eighty-nine points, and also found five taels of silver and several copper coins.

So cool.

After doing all this, Fang Chen put away the swords of several people, jumped on his horse and prepared to return to Jianghai City.

Suddenly, I heard the old man's cry for help.

"Help me, little brother."

Fang Chen squeezed his legs and the horse immediately ran down the mountain. When passing by the old man, he cut the reins in the man's hand with a knife and then rode away.

The two men had never met each other before, so Fang Chen didn't dare to have too much interaction with him. He only made a slight move, and his life or death depended entirely on the other party's luck.

(End of this chapter)