Longevity starts with inheriting a friend's legacy

Chapter 10: The Magical Use of the Godly Cang

At the Fenglin Town Government Office, Liao Yunfeng reported to Zheng Ming: "Sir, after my analysis, the murderer must be a warrior above the martial arts master level."

Zheng Ming was puzzled: "Why do you think so?"

Liao Yunfeng said, "Within ten feet of the crime scene, I only found one footprint that may be that of the murderer."

"A martial artist at the martial arts master level can leap more than three feet, while a martial artist who is good at body movements can only leap seven or eight feet."

After hearing what he said, Zheng Ming finally understood.

"So, this case is really as you guessed?"

Liao Yunfeng didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement.

Zheng Ming looked at Fang Xu who was standing beside him and said, "Let's stop here for today's questioning. You can go back first. Don't leave Fenglin Town in the next few days. If there is any need, I will summon you at any time."

Fang Xu bowed slightly and retreated.

Leaving the government office, Fang Xu's face was full of confusion.

He didn't expect that Wang Ergou's death would actually involve a warrior above the martial artist level!
Why would a warrior above the martial arts master level attack an ordinary person like Wang Ergou?

And the corpse in the charity cemetery wearing dazzling gold-embroidered boots...

Is there any connection between these two things?
After thinking for a moment, Fang Xu laughed to himself. This was not something he needed to worry about right now.

The most urgent task right now is to refine the internal organs first and then reach the realm of a martial artist. As for other things, they are not important.

After returning home, Fang Xu cut off a piece of blood food and stewed it in the pot.

Refining the internal organs requires a large amount of Qi and blood. Without blood and food replenishment, relying solely on ordinary food is simply not enough to meet the body's consumption.

While the meat was stewing, he once again took out the "Yan Shen Zang" hidden in the secret compartment.

Stroking the smooth animal hide, Fang Xu's eyes flickered slightly, but he still spread it out.

"All things are the evolution of the Tao, and spirits are the Tao..."

The contents on the animal skin came into view, and his consciousness once again fell into a state of introspection. The flesh, blood, and bones of the entire body were clearly visible, followed by the 108 acupoints emitting fluorescent light.

However, this time Fang Xu was mentally prepared and did not pay too much attention to those acupoints. Instead, he forced his consciousness to focus on his internal organs.

With the help of the mystery of the state of introspection, he immediately mobilized the energy of qi and blood in his body and began to refine his organs.

The state of inner vision is a rare and mysterious state that a warrior can reach in the early stages of his training. It is somewhat similar to the sudden enlightenment in novels of the previous life.

Once he suddenly realized it, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds and he achieved great success.

Although the effect of the inner glimpse is not that exaggerated, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort in refining the internal organs.

After practicing with the help of endoscopic vision for a short time, one can clearly feel the subtle changes in the internal organs, which is much more effective than practicing internal organs by feeling only during the day.

Gulu!
Gulu!
After practicing for only a short while, Fang Xu felt dizzy and his stomach was rumbling like a drum.

He practiced during the day until the evening and had exhausted most of his energy. Before he had time to eat, he was invited by Liao Yunfeng to the government office to assist in the investigation. Afterwards, he followed them to the foot of Tilan Mountain. He went back and forth for so long that he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

At this time, I was extremely hungry.

After waking up from his practice, Fang Xu estimated that the blood meal should have been cooked, so he got up and went to the kitchen to eat the pot of blood meal.

After his qi and blood were replenished, he returned to his room again and practiced with the help of "Yan Shen Zang".

Time flies and two days have passed.

During these two days, he had consumed all the fifty kilograms of blood food that Zhang Mingliang had sent him. The energy of qi and blood required to refine the internal organs was far more than he had imagined.

Fang Xu had no choice but to go to the streets of Fenglin Town to buy some more blood food.

As soon as he arrived at the Zhang family's blood food shop, he found Zhang Mingliang angrily scolding two shop assistants. "Brother Fang, are you here to buy blood food?" The shopkeeper of the blood food shop smiled and spoke when he saw Fang Xu.

Fang Xu nodded, took out twenty taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the shopkeeper, saying, "Give me one hundred kilograms of blood food."

The shopkeeper took the silver and counted it, then immediately asked the clerk beside him to prepare it for him.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zhang?" Fang Xu asked casually while looking at the guy who was being scolded.

The old shopkeeper glanced at Zhang Mingliang and said in a low voice:
"The Second Young Master failed to break through to the martial arts realm. He suspected that there was something wrong with the blood he ate over the past two days. Isn't this..."

Hearing this, Fang Xu looked a little strange. It was really because the earth had no gravity that he couldn't poop.

To break through as a martial artist and open up the acupoints and spiritual storage, it depends on daily accumulation. Qi and blood pills and blood food are only auxiliary.

It is said that some practitioners who have accumulated enough energy can easily open the acupoints and divine storages without the help of Qi and Blood Pills or blood food when they break through. Zhang Mingliang must have been unwilling to practice hard on weekdays, so that the accumulation was insufficient and the acupoint barriers were too solid, which led to his failure to break through.

Instead, I blamed the blood food prepared by the two waiters.

"Brother Fang, the blood food is ready."

Two men came to Fang Xu carrying a hundred kilograms of beast blood food and asked, "Do you want us to deliver it to your home, Brother Fang?"

Fang Xu waved his hand, picked up the hundred-pound blood food in his hand and left the blood food shop.

Having reached the stage of refining the internal organs, he is now much stronger than ordinary people, and a hundred-jin weight is nothing in his hands.

After returning home with the bloody food, Fang Xu somehow glanced at the "friend list" deep in his sea of ​​consciousness and was slightly stunned.

He discovered that among his five "good friends", the percentage numbers behind the names of Zhang Mingliang and his two followers had dropped from 15% to 10%!
What does this mean?
Fang Xu was very confused.

The system did not provide any explanation for this, and he had no idea what the percentage number represented.

Unable to figure it out, he could only suppress these doubts in his heart and began to practice stewing meat as usual.

Zhang family in Fenglin Town.

After venting his anger in the blood food shop, Zhang Mingliang returned home and was about to find another blind servant to vent his anger, but he ran into an old man with a white beard and a thin face.

"Master Gu." Zhang Mingliang bowed respectfully.

The old man nodded slightly, stared at Zhang Mingliang and frowned, "Has the Second Young Master encountered any problems recently?"

Zhang Mingliang was startled for a moment, then shook his head: "Master Gu, what's wrong?"

The old man in front of him was not a warrior, but a rare Feng Shui master.

The Feng Shui masters in this world are all truly talented and knowledgeable. Not only are they proficient in Feng Shui, they can also tell fortunes and predict good and bad luck. They can help people avoid misfortune and seek good fortune, which is quite amazing.

The land of the land temple was a Feng Shui treasure land calculated by the old man surnamed Gu, which made the Zhang family plan to demolish the land temple and build shops.

"The second young master has been unlucky recently. He should try to go out less to prevent disasters." The old man surnamed Gu said solemnly.

Bad luck?

Zhang Mingliang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I said that it was not my fault that I could not break through to the martial arts disciple level...it turned out to be bad luck."

"Master Gu, can you help me see when I can turn my luck around and try to break through again?"

The old man surnamed Gu shook his head slightly and said, "People's luck is constantly changing. Second Young Master, just remember to go out less during this period of time and cultivate your character more."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhang Mingliang's eyes flickered, and he didn't seem to take the old man's words to heart. He walked straight towards his residence.

(End of this chapter)