Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

Ye Congwen woke up to the scorching sun, judging by the glare of the sun, it was probably not too far from noon, and he was about to stand up like a carp.

All of a sudden, my hands were numb and my whole body was sore. It was as if every muscle fiber had been severely beaten, and there was no dull pain anywhere. I was so scared that I quickly undressed and checked my body.

The whole torso is as red as a cooked shrimp, and the blood vessels are densely packed like earthworms, which is shocking!

I didn't even have time to put on my shoes, so I endured the numbness and found a bronze mirror to take a picture. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual. If the face looks like this, I'm afraid it will frighten a lot of people when going out.

It's late autumn now, and it's cool in the morning and evening, and occasionally wearing a thin coat won't attract attention.

It's just that this situation won't leave bad sequelae to the body, right? Ye Congwen himself didn't have any idea, anyway, the miraculous effect last night was very appetizing to him, even if there were some sequelae, he accepted it calmly.

"It stands to reason that if you are beaten violently, you will only have bruises and turn blue the next day. It is rare to see such a bright red one! Could it be that the situation is just the opposite?

The bruises and bruises need to be rested in bed. Should the bloody red ones need to exercise more to absorb more vitality to improve their physique? "

Ye Congwen did what he said, set up his posture, and punched the one-hundred-and-eight-style Pofengquan without hitting the ground. It's just that he didn't have the aggressive momentum of last night, but compared with the past, his strength was stronger.

This fell into own's expectation, that kind of overbearing energy can't be stored at all, even if he doesn't squander it, it will find other ways to evaporate and dissipate.

By squandering your own body, you can experience the addiction of a kung fu master, and the most important thing is that it can also improve your own physique. In time, you will definitely be able to reach the physique of a normal person of the Huaye two races.

The road has to be walked step by step, and the meal has to be eaten bite by bite. Ye Congwen can only comfort himself not to be impatient, the future will be long. Ye Rulang is able to grow as strong as he is now, not because he started eating five catties of meat at the age of ten, and gradually raised it to the current top level of more than ten catties per meal.

"I don't know if there is a special secret method that can store those majestic energies in the body, and then burst out when you want to use it or face a life-and-death decision. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

After saying this, it suddenly occurred to me that the man in white who possessed magical powers, after killing the rhinoceros horned elephant with his bare hands, collapsed on the ground completely powerless, exactly the same as his condition yesterday. Could it be that the so-called divine art is a profound cultivation technique that can accumulate this kind of majestic energy!

Otherwise, no matter how exhausted the physical strength is, normal people will not have the symptoms of collapsing on the ground, just like the hunters of the two races of flowers and leaves, when they fight to the death with the powerful prey, they can often bring the prey back when they exhaust their physical strength and win the victory. home!

There may be discrepancies in it, but it is definitely in line with own's conjecture. But right now I have to improve my own strength, otherwise the foundation is too bad, even if you are given a book of divine arts and fairy arts, but you are not qualified to practice, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Ye Congwen dressed slowly, lit a fire to cook, and stewed the two-color ginseng stewed last night with beef again. Before his body returned to normal, he no longer dared to stew chicken with fresh two-color ginseng. After all, messing around might endanger his life, so he still needs to be aware of safety.

I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I went to the old place to wait for the hunter to return as usual. When I was bored, I would do a set of Pofengquan, and my body showed signs of recovery.

It took three or four days before Ye Congwen's physical abnormalities subsided. Ye Congwen can't wait to prepare the second two-color ginseng stewed chicken, which is exactly the same as before.

But this time it was broad daylight, and Ye Congwen was afraid of being discovered, so he started stewing on the boat and rowed to a deserted stream bank to enjoy a delicious meal.

As usual, the nameless energy erupted like a volcano, burning Ye Congwen's eyes red, and a set of Pofeng Fist was no longer able to quickly squander energy, because this time it seemed to come faster and more violently than before.

In desperation, he had no choice but to bombard a willow tree as thick as a bucket, beating the willow tree to pieces, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, almost hitting himself right on the ground.

Ye Congwen was so frightened that he dodged instinctively. After venting, he checked his hands, but they were intact, as if his own fists had been wrapped in a thick mass of energy.

"Next time I really need to find a rock and try it out!"

Ye Congwen took a sip of the chicken soup, and said expectantly, this time he learned to be smart, and saved a part of the pot of soup to replenish energy. After all, if he collapsed from strength in this desolate place, he might become the dinner of the beast.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Congwen reckoned that the time was almost up. There was no sign of the hunter returning from Nine Heavens, and today was the limit.

Regardless of whether the hunting team has harvested or not, they will definitely go home to rest today, and they should go to Xiwan early to wait, in case they need a place to own.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw something crawling on the root knot of the fallen willow tree. He ran over and saw that it was an old turtle.

"The bastard's stew seems to be very nourishing, and it's just you tonight!"

Ye Congwen grabbed a piece of rattan and tied the turtle up like a rice dumpling. He jumped onto the boat in two or three steps, and quickly rowed towards the creek where the boat was moored.

The bay where boats are moored in the creek is full of voices, bulls roaring and horses neighing, which is a lively scene.

Ye Congwen heard laughter from afar, and knew that everyone had returned from hunting, and hearing this movement, they should have returned with a rewarding experience.

"I don't know if you caught a live snow chicken?" Ye Congwen made a small calculation in his heart, shook his oars violently, and flew through the water like a sharp arrow.

"Yo! Did Xiao Congwen go fishing secretly?"

When everyone saw Ye Congwen galloping towards him in a small boat, the speed was astonishingly fast, and they were obviously anxious and afraid of being scolded. Sneak in a few jokes.

"I won't be guessed right, there is an old bastard in the boat!"

Ye Congwen saw that he was about to hit the big ship, so he stood on the bow of the ship and stepped on it. The back half of the ship stood up from the water, turned a big circle around the bow, and the whole ship stopped safely at a distance from the water. The position of the big ship is about three meters.

Everyone was stunned, that kick was not small, almost as strong as a twelve or thirteen-year-old giantess, not to mention that there are only a few who want to do as Ye Congwen can do as they please.

"Xiao Congwen, your boating technology is getting better and better. I think you are the first person in Iron Tower Village in terms of technology. What good food have you eaten recently, and your strength has increased a lot?"

Only then did Ye Congwen realize that he had almost revealed his secrets, and he quickly smiled with a little complacency:

"Brother Picking Flowers, thanks to your pheasants, I dug up a few small ginseng and mixed it with stew to drink. The patriarch grandpa asked me to punch Pofeng fist ten times a day. I also feel that I have been full of strength these days. rowing faster than ever—

I don't know if there are snow chickens caught this time, but I see a lot of prey on board. "

Ye Congwen quickly changed the subject to prevent everyone from being suspicious. In fact, he was overthinking himself. These people lived and slept in the open for more than ten days, and each of them was already exhausted, and they all wanted to go home and sleep peacefully.

It was just that Ye Congwen's movements were too dangerous and straightforward, far beyond everyone's expectations, that's why I asked this question.

"It's getting dark, so hurry up and get on the boat to help!"

In the end, it was the boss Ye Rulang who spoke up and made the final decision. How much strength can that small body exert?

Ye Congwen hurriedly jumped into the big boat to help tie up the prey. After all, most of them were live animals, and diving into the water if the tie was not stable was trivial. If they ran and capsized the boat, it would be troublesome.

After loading the boat, everyone hurriedly set sail back to the village. In order to avoid losses, they had to go to the county town to sell at two o'clock tomorrow morning, so they had to rest early tonight and recharge their batteries to prepare for tomorrow morning.

Ye Congwen returned home contentedly with the three snow chickens given to him by picking leaves and flowers. He slaughtered bastards and stewed a pot of soup with two-color ginseng that had been stewed once. After drinking, he took a bath and went to bed early.

According to the usual practice, Ye Congwen, a full-time accountant, must be in place to sell goods in the county. Although Ye Congwen is worried about running into the Mo family or the Yu family, there are more than a dozen strong men with a height of two or three meters behind him, and his own skills have also improved a lot. , naturally without fear of anyone.

However, just to be on the safe side, Ye Congwen still brought a piece of two-color ginseng weighing one catty. If he really met some powerful person, he could eat it raw and make a last-ditch effort. After all, the elites of Tieta Village are resting at home. Top-level combat power like Ye Rulang disdains to participate in such things as selling goods.

Unexpectedly, I wasted half a day of thinking in vain. It was just dawn, and dozens of vendors were already waiting in a long line at the pier. In less than an hour, they were all sold out by the vendors. I just bought some vegetables, kelp and fungus, and set sail. Back to the village!

The hunters in Tieta Village rested for three days, and then set off with dry food and drinks. The prey in the vicinity became less and less, so they could only go to the deep mountains and old forests.

Ye Congwen knew that this trip was at least eight Nine Heavens, and he was happy to go out early and return late to find two-color ginseng, and occasionally went to the old patriarch to learn Feng Shui. Day by day I get up earlier and come back later, but I have been unlucky recently, and I have never dug a better one than last time.

But he didn't feel anxious in his heart, because he had already selected a treasure mountain, the location was perfect, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the conditions of Feng Shui were so good that he had never seen it before!

I reckon that there are three-color ginseng hidden, but Baoshan is almost one hundred and fifty miles away from Tieta Village. Even with my current boating speed, I am afraid that I will not be able to get close to Baoshan in less than four or five hours.

If you add that it takes at least six hours to find the precious medicine, even if you can walk along the flowing water faster, it will take at least three hours. If you count, it will take at least twelve or three hours from beginning to end, even if it is dawn Set off at six o'clock and arrive home at least eight o'clock in the evening?

But I heard from the old patriarch that no one in Tieta Village has been able to walk back alive from the Beast Mountain Range in this dark night for hundreds of years, never...