Man in the heavens, wins by lying down to prove the truth

Chapter 4: Transporting Essence and Blood, Smelting Runes

Although Mr. Hai agreed to give Zhou Cheng some guidance, he could not do so in the manor.

As the second ancestral land of the ancient country, Zhuangzi is old but also a solemn place where several ancestors still meditate.

The Blood Moving Realm cultivation focuses on strengthening the body and strengthening the muscles and bones, so the noise is not small. In order to avoid disturbing the three Stone Clan ancestors, Zhou Cheng followed Grandpa Hai to the small mountain village where Grandpa Hai lived in seclusion to practice.

This small mountain village is not big, and there is no worship of spirits. The courtyard where Mr. Hai lives is at the entrance of the village, close to the mountains and forests.

Once there is any disturbance at night, Mr. Hai will be able to detect it immediately and protect the village. Therefore, Mr. Hai has a very high prestige in the four nearby villages.

The courtyard that served as a martial arts training ground was very spacious, and Hai Lao and Zhou Cheng were facing each other.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou, do you understand the wonders of practicing in the Blood Moving Realm?"

In response to Hai Lao's questions, Zhou Cheng just answered whatever he had to say.

"I have heard people talking about the mysteries of the Blood Moving Realm these days, but I only know some superficial principles."

Hai Lao nodded slightly, with an aura of majesty without anger, and slowly said: "Before becoming a true cultivator, there are three major hurdles!"

At the beginning of cultivation, one must move Qi and blood, and refine bone characters, until finally the divine light is stimulated in the blood, and then one becomes a true cultivator in the Blood Moving Realm.

Moving Qi and blood is not a simple exercise, but a mobilization of the body's essence and blood, allowing the blood to boil like thunder so that the power of the blood can be fully stimulated and utilized.

Under normal circumstances, if you have a physical strength of a thousand pounds, you can try to move qi and blood.

This is not difficult, because the men begging for food in the wilderness have been training since childhood. As long as their aptitude is not too bad, most adults have the strength of a thousand pounds.

After listening to Hai Lao's story, Zhou Cheng laughed at himself: "So, I don't even meet the conditions for moving qi and blood now."

Zhou Cheng was just an ordinary person before he traveled through time, and he had been in sub-health for many years. Carrying objects weighing over 100 kilograms was already his limit.

However, with daily exercise over the past half month, coupled with his own vigorous vitality, Zhou Cheng feels that his strength should have increased five or six times.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou, the bronze tripod over there was used by my son to exercise when he was young. Sir, you can try to see how heavy you can lift it."

As Hai Lao spoke, he pointed to a row of six bronze tripods under the courtyard wall.

The smallest one weighs three hundred kilograms, followed by five hundred kilograms, eight hundred kilograms, one thousand kilograms, five thousand kilograms... and finally the ten thousand kilograms cauldron!

Zhou Cheng was the first to arrive in front of the 300-jin small tripod. He wrapped his arms around the tripod and, with a little effort, successfully lifted it over his head.

"Three hundred kilograms. It feels about the same as before I traveled through time, when I could lift fifty or sixty kilograms."

Zhou Cheng held the cauldron and shook it. It was heavy in his hands, but not too strenuous.

Sure enough, the feeling of increased strength these days was not just an illusion of Zhou Cheng.

In just half a month, Zhou Cheng felt that his strength had increased greatly every day. He even accidentally crushed the ceramic bowl he used for eating.

There are two main reasons why you can gain dozens of pounds of strength every day.

His own vigorous vitality is one of the reasons. Another major reason is a bowl of special corn porridge every day.

In Aunt Hai's words, this corn is very unusual. Although it is not a real precious medicine, its origin is also extraordinary.

He was an old friend of the ancestor who came to visit half a year ago. He stayed after visiting the sick young master, and it has the effect of recovering from injuries and nourishing the body.

Being able to spare a bowl of soup every day for Zhou Cheng to take was already a gesture of kindness from the three ancestors to Zhou Cheng.

"Try the 800-jin one." Hai Lao is very experienced. Through Zhou Cheng's posture, he can judge his strength level.

"it is good."

Zhou Cheng quickly walked to the 800-jin bronze tripod, got into position, sank his body and tried to lift the tripod!
"Give me, get up!"

Veins popped up in Zhou Cheng's arms, his face instantly turned red, his chest was pounding, and the blood in his body was surging.

Zhou Cheng slowly lifted the bronze tripod, but when it was only about half a meter off the ground, Zhou Cheng was completely exhausted.

Bang!
The big tripod hit the ground, and the whole courtyard shook slightly.

Hai Lao smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Xiao Zhou's force posture is wrong, otherwise he should be able to lift it successfully."

"Elao Hai, do I have 800 kilograms of strength now?" Zhou Cheng looked at Elao Hai, very concerned about the increase in his strength.

Hai Lao laughed, his white whiskers trembling along with his cheeks: "That's not eight hundred kilograms of strength. You need to lift an eight hundred kilograms cauldron with one arm without any effort, to be considered eight hundred kilograms of strength."

A truly powerful person measures his own strength by looking at how much power he can generate when he swings his arm. Zhou Cheng is still far behind!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cheng bowed slightly to Hai Lao and said, "Please teach me the secrets of the power-generating technique."

Hai Lao was amused by Zhou Cheng's words and said with a smile: "It's nothing mysterious to use physical strength. Mr. Zhou's words are very profound."

"But these details are not important. It won't be too late to practice after you have trained your body well and become a true monk."

Although Hai Lao never said it explicitly, his meaning was very clear.

It’s just that Zhou Cheng is too weak now. The most urgent task is to strengthen his body and transport qi and blood. As for practicing the means of exerting force and fighting, it is too early now.

"I will first take Mr. Xiao Zhou to experience what it means to move Qi and blood, how to smelt bone texts, and finally how to stimulate the divine light."

This is the most basic method of cultivation, just like the meditation and qigong practice in the world of immortal cultivation.

Although it is not a secret, it is easy to go astray if no one guides you.

……

In the evening, the sunset glow is enchanting, leaving a brilliant red in the sky, and the entire wilderness and forest seem to be covered with a dim filter.

"Father, mother!"

"I'm back!"

A strong voice came from outside the yard, and then a burly man as strong as a bear walked in, carrying a huge black palm about ten feet long.

In the courtyard, Zhou Cheng was exercising while carrying a 300-jin bronze tripod.

According to Hai Lao, Zhou Cheng just does some boxing every day, which can't be considered as exercise at all.

Most of the medicinal power of the precious soul-enriching corn was deposited in the body, and then dissipated over time, so not much was actually used. Only by really hard training and strengthening the body could the medicinal power be absorbed into the internal organs and nourish the meridians throughout the body.

"Why are you shouting? Come over here to meet the distinguished guest. This is Mr. Xiao Zhou."

Although Mr. Hai's voice was old, it was full of energy and his authority directly overwhelmed his own son.

The burly man was stunned when he saw Zhou Cheng. Aunt Tianhai had also told her family about Zhou Cheng's situation. Both father and son knew that there was a nobleman in the manor who was seriously injured, unconscious, and had lost his supernatural powers.

"I'm Hai Zhenshan, nice to meet you, Mr. Xiao Zhou!"

The burly man clasped his hands together and saluted Zhou Cheng.

Bang!
Zhou Cheng threw the cauldron he was carrying and returned the greeting while panting: "Greetings, Brother Hai."

Hai Zhenshan turned sideways and did not accept Zhou Cheng's courtesy. He felt a little unnatural, smiling foolishly, not knowing what to say.

Hai Lao, who was standing by, also noticed his son's embarrassment: "He is so old, but he is still so shy."

"Go, help your mother clean up this bear's paw and roast it for eating."

"Mr. Xiao Zhou will be staying at our house for a while, so we can't neglect him. You need to go to the town every day to exchange for some of the best blood food."

Hai Zhenshan held up the huge black palm and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Dad."

Zhou Cheng also calmed down at this time, his breathing was no longer rapid: "Thank you for letting Hai Lao spend money, Zhou Cheng will definitely repay you generously in the future."

Zhou Cheng meant this sincerely. The Hai family didn't owe him anything at all.

They not only guide me in my cultivation, but also prepare all the food and drink resources needed for cultivation. These are all favors.

Hai Lao waved his hand, his whiskers trembling, and smiled heartily: "Mr. Xiao Zhou, there is no need to do this. To move qi and blood and exercise muscles and bones, you need blood and food to nourish them."

"Although the old man in the village gave you a bowl of rice from the poor child's rations."

"But the little baby is weak and cannot be deprived of supplies."

After chatting for a while, Hai Lao urged Zhou Cheng to start exercising.

If it were an ordinary person who had just started practicing, Hai Lao would not make such a request.

Because this is already an overdraft exercise, if a normal person exercises like this, it will inevitably leave hidden injuries, which will affect future practice.

However, in Hai Lao's eyes, Zhou Cheng is obviously not an ordinary person.

Moreover, Hai Lao could also sense that as Zhou Cheng's training level increased, his vitality became even more vigorous, and there was no such thing as overdraft.

That night, a bonfire was lit in the courtyard.

The huge bear paw was sizzling as it was roasted. Golden fat oozed out and dripped onto the campfire, crackling continuously. Waves of enticing aroma spread out, filling the entire courtyard.

After training for most of the day, Zhou Cheng felt hungry for the first time in his life. He held the big pottery bowl and worked hard!
When you chew the fragrant roasted meat gently, your mouth will be filled with a rich and non-greasy meaty aroma without any wild smell.

Hai Zhenshan, who was standing next to Zhou Cheng, was also salivating at the sight of Zhou Cheng eating so happily. He grabbed a large piece of barbecue and started to devour it.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke."

Aunt Hai was mumbling to herself, while Mr. Hai next to her started eating with his cheeks flailing, responding incoherently.

"This is how a real man should eat."

This barbecue rice was probably the most delicious meal Zhou Cheng had ever had in his life.

Even though his face wasn't covered in oil from eating, Zhou Cheng was already very careful about his eating etiquette.

It's not just because of hunger, but also because the palm of the ferocious bear in the wilderness tastes far better than the various barbecues he had before traveling through time.

Zhou Cheng enjoyed the meal very much, but Hai Zhenshan felt very frustrated.

Because he found that his appetite was even smaller than Zhou Cheng's, which made him very frustrated.

You should know that Hai Zhenshan possesses a strength of more than 20,000 kilograms and is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Blood Moving Realm.

Ebi saw what his disappointing son was thinking, and scolded him while picking his teeth.

"You idiot, you still want to compete with Mr. Zhou in appetite!"

"Mr. Xiao Zhou has lost all his cultivation, but he is not an ordinary person. Who do you think you are?"

Hai Zhenshan was so speechless after being scolded by his father. Zhou Cheng standing beside him also felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he could eat so much.

Although Zhou Cheng is thin compared to Hai Zhenshan, a burly man who is over two meters tall.

But Zhou Cheng's stomach seemed like a bottomless pit.

He ate a lot of barbecue and food, which were quickly digested and transformed into pure and vigorous vitality, filling his whole body.

It was not until Zhou Cheng's vitality reached a certain level that his digestion speed slowed down.

……

From that day on, Zhou Cheng began to practice and exercise with Hai Lao every day.

During the day he trained his body, and at night he studied bone writing.

True practice is not only about strengthening the body, but also about learning the most fundamental order and principles.

After the ancient ancestors comprehended the initial runes, they tried to separate the flesh and bones as much as possible in the initial stage of cultivation, and practiced as a whole. This is the Blood Moving Realm.

With such hard training, Zhou Cheng's progress is naturally gratifying.

In just half a month, his physical strength broke through the 1,000-jin mark, and then, under the guidance of Grandpa Hai, he prepared to start transporting qi and blood and smelting bone characters.

Moving qi and blood and refining bone characters are the true beginning of practice.

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