Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 80 36 Cycles
Zhou Leng seemed to have lost his memory after being hit by a huge truck. After a long time, he seemed to have a brain and his eyes gradually became bright.

The mind recalls the memories before the coma.

The first level, the land of swords and weapons, 1799/10000.

This time, he lasted until $1799 before he passed out.

The last time he was stabbed 1791 times.

Improvement of 8 knives.

Zhou Leng looked at the golden gate. So little progress?

Zhou Leng felt cold again and immediately took some tonic pills, and his body slowly recovered.

He was in a coma for a whole day, and when he woke up he went to class as usual.

After lunch, go to the owner's office.

dong dong dong...

Zhou Leng pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Wang Boxiong who was sitting behind the desk, and said, "Hello, Master."

He then looked at Deng Zhijue who was standing beside the table and said, "Hello, Instructor Deng."

Deng Zhijue said, "The museum owner called you here this time to ask you to sign a document to receive the 'Wuwei Department's internal selection of the Qianlong Award'. After signing, you can directly receive the Qianlong Award."

Zhou Leng blinked and recalled all the relevant scholarships and awards, but this one didn't seem to be one of them.

Deng Zhijue said, "This is a reward from within the Wuwei Department. It is usually not announced to the public. Please do not disclose it. This award is only for a few people, and only a few people can recommend it. Master Wang is one of them."

Zhou Leng suddenly realized that he had heard of similar internal rewards before, but he never expected that it would be his turn.

"Thank you for your training, Master." Zhou Leng said.

Wang Boxiong nodded, stretched out his hand and flicked the document to the edge of the table.

Zhou Leng picked up the pen and signed the document.

Deng Zhijue picked up the paper bag on the table, handed it to Zhou Leng, and whispered, "Go home and take the pills, don't let anyone see it."

Zhou Leng lowered his head to take a look. The contents were wrapped tightly and he couldn't tell what kind of elixir it was.

I weighed it and it was not light, at least twenty or thirty of them.

What could make Deng Zhijue so serious is at least a few more Bu Yuan pills.

"Then...is there anything else?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Go."

"Goodbye, Master. Goodbye, Instructor Deng."

This time, Zhou Leng did not go to the martial arts hall to practice, but went straight to Xiaoru Village.

Deng Zhijue saw Zhou Leng leave, turned to look at Wang Boxiong, and said, "Master, I'm leaving too."

Wang Boxiong nodded.

Deng Zhijue walked towards the door and counted silently in his heart: "1, 2, 3..." Wang Boxiong's voice came from behind him.

"Wait a moment."

Deng Zhijue turned around.

"I'll send you a link to a training video. Pass it to Zhou Leng and let him watch it."

"Yes."

Deng Zhijue turned around, glanced at the document signed by Zhou Leng on the table, closed the door and left.

Wang Boxiong stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the blue afternoon sky outside.

One afternoon many years ago, Yunhua Wuhan University.

Wang Boxiong returned to the dormitory and found a paper bag on the table. There were many pills in the bag, including the much-needed Buyuan Pills.

He told some of his Yunhua classmates a few days ago that he only needed some Bu Yuan Pills to make further progress.

By then, we will have the strength to compete for a place in the elite training camp.

Unexpectedly, someone sent it over secretly.

Later, Wang Boxiong checked the surveillance footage.

That day, Ma Xingkong came with the same paper bag in his hand.

Ma Xingkong never mentioned this matter.

Wang Boxiong never said that either.

The sunshine that afternoon was as warm as it is today.

Zhou Leng received a video link from Deng Zhijue on the way and cached the video in his magic watch so that he could watch it offline.

Back under the giant frost tree, Zhou Leng opened the package, took out the medicine box, and stood there in a daze.

5 Buyuan pills and 20 Buxue pills.

In addition, there are two larger and more ornately packaged medicine boxes.

A medicine box has "Baoyuan Dan" written on it.

One medicine box has the words "Ningshen Pill" written on it.

Both are the core elixirs of innate masters.

The official price is one million, but the black market price of the Soul-Concentrating Pill is over two million, sometimes even up to three million.

One compresses the true energy, and the other strengthens the will of martial arts.

Basically, only masters of innate skills are willing to take it.

There are very few people who can take these two medicines in their lifetime.

Zhou Leng sighed, the Wuwei Department was indeed very rich and was willing to spend such a huge amount of money to cultivate talents.

This kind of award is probably very difficult to win, and I don’t know how many forces are eyeing it.

If I have the chance in the future, I will really thank Master Wang Boxiong very much.

This favor is equivalent to recognition or support.

With these two pills, he can't compare with the likes of Wu Sanyi or Zhang Xinglie, but he can barely compare with those masters who have taken pills worth tens of millions.

Zhou Leng looked up the usage of the two pills in the database. Both were very simple, unlike the Jingqi Pill that enhanced internal energy and was more dangerous.

Zhou Leng adjusted his breathing and luck and took a Baoyuan Pill.

Looking inside is like a painting, with blue true energy flowing and red energy and blood surging.

The Baoyuan Dan in the stomach splits into two, enters the meridians and blood vessels respectively, and circulates slowly in the body.

Soon, the power of Baoyuan Dan was completely integrated into the meridians and blood vessels.

At the Dantian position in the abdomen, there was originally a blue light ball surrounded by red qi and blood.

And now, a strange force surrounds the blue light ball, slowly rotating, forming a slight pressure, pressing towards the blue light ball.

The blue ball of light slowly shrank and absorbed all the true energy in the body.

Finally, all the true energy in the body gathers in the Dantian.

The blue true energy shrank to its limit and then slowly expanded.

Soon, the strange power filled up again and compressed the Dantian Qi for the second time.

After being compressed nine times like this, the strange power dissipated.

Zhou Leng clearly felt that his Dantian was smaller, but his true Qi was purer and the power of his true Qi was also stronger.

Zhou Leng tried his luck.

Sure enough, the Qi circulated faster and became more condensed.

After the drug effect was completely stabilized, Zhou Leng took the Concentrating Mind Pill. After taking the Concentrating Mind Pill, he felt nothing.

But after a while, Zhou Leng discovered that his consciousness was more active than before.

It seems like there is an extra conscious self in the brain, and there is a feeling that I can jump out of my body.

Zhou Leng immediately followed the online teaching content, emptying his mind or visualizing an object.

Zhou Leng clearly wanted to empty his mind, but for some reason, he always felt that there was a white ice tree standing behind him, towering over the starry sky.

The galaxy is like leaves, the star clusters are like branches, and the roots of the tree are deeply rooted in the void, connecting countless universes.

Zhou Leng simply visualized the giant frost tree.

boom……

A moment later, Zhou Leng felt as if a river burst its banks in his mind, and an indescribable spiritual force rushed out, cleansing his consciousness.

Zhou Leng continued to visualize the giant frost tree and calmly accepted this spiritual baptism.

I don't know how long it took, but the effect of the medicine slowly wore off.

The indescribable shadow of the martial arts will in the center of the brain became much clearer.

Zhou Leng slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of white light appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Like lightning passing through my eyes.

Zhou Leng felt his martial arts will strengthened, and turned to look at the gate of Purgatory.

"Gate of Purgatory, first level."

The gate of purgatory sucked Zhou Leng in.

Da Huang barked at the Gate of Purgatory, his eyes full of confusion.

Not long after, Zhou Leng came out unconscious.

Da Huang stared at Zhou Leng, sighed softly, leaned against Zhou Leng and closed his eyes.

After a long time, Zhou Leng woke up. After a brief period of unconsciousness, he came back to his senses faster than usual.

The first level, the land of swords and weapons, 2307/10000.

The last time was in 1799.

More than 508 knives.

Zhou Leng nodded slightly, it’s okay.

Zhou Leng recalled the last time he was in purgatory, and found that he had managed to hold back from making a sound when the first few knives fell on him.

It was only in the later stages when the wounds accumulated and he could no longer bear it that he started to cry out.

Zhou Leng looked at the time. He only slept for 8 hours this time, while he used to sleep for 20 hours.

Seeing that he had plenty of time, Zhou Leng began to practice the first move of "Standing Image" to circulate the true Qi in his body.

1 cycle, 2 cycles...

30 cycles, 31 cycles, 32 cycles...

36 cycles.

Zhou Leng couldn't hold on any longer, his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

He skillfully stuffed Buyuan Pills, Buxue Pills, Dabu Pills and Xingjun Pills into his mouth.

I silently recited in my mind, the 11th Buyuan Pill.

Zhou Leng let out a long breath.

The chapter on establishing an image finally broke through 36 cycles.

Zhou Leng forced himself to hold on despite his aching body, heated up the stewed meat and medicinal food, and devoured it in no time.

Suddenly, Zhou Leng felt the second divine text in his mind turning.

The human figure from the first posture of "Standing the Elephant" first appears in my mind. Then, the human figure changes. The two legs and body remain unchanged, but the two arms stretch out to both sides like two elephant ears.

The second form of "Standing the Image".

"It seems that 36 cycles is the limit of the first form. I wonder what the body will reach after practicing the entire chapter of "Standing Elephant" or even the entire set of "Ten Beast Fists"..."

Zhou Leng's stomach growled, so he took another tonic pill and a marching pill.

After a while, hunger set in.

Continue to take the tonic pills and march pills.

Zhou Leng was secretly delighted.

I had another meat and medicinal meal.

Then continue to take the pills...

Zhou Leng didn't give up taking the pills until he was no longer hungry.

Looking back, not counting the pills taken at the beginning, I had taken a total of ten tonic pills, twenty marching pills and three servings of meat-based medicinal meals.

I didn't expect that after practicing the first move of "Standing Image", my body would change so much.

Zhou Leng took off his clothes and looked at his body.

My body has become much thinner and some of my muscles have disappeared.

Zhou Leng hurriedly used the magic watch as a mirror and saw that his face was obviously thinner, and even his cheeks were slightly sunken.

Like a heavy smoker.

However, his eyes were shining brightly, much brighter than before.

Zhou Leng looked at the time and it was still early, so he clicked on the video sent by Instructor Deng Zhijue.

This video explains some techniques of using Qi.

At the end, the video talks about how to control "Qi Qi Shen".

The so-called Qi Shen means that a strange power is born in the Dantian, which can enhance the true Qi.

When practiced to the extreme, one can become one with the true Qi.

Prior to this, Qi Qi Shen and Zhen Qi existed independently of each other.

Qi Qishen does not normally run through the meridians but only exists in the Dantian.

You can control the true Qi in your Dantian and release the Qi outward from your body.

Zhou Leng's mind moved, and he tried to circulate his Qi using the method in the video.

Sure enough, he could clearly sense that the strange power inside Dantian was curled up inside and no longer dissipating.

"This mysterious power has a cold aura. Could it be..."

Zhou Leng glanced at the giant frost tree and continued to practice.

After finishing his training, Zhou Leng went straight to the Ruda cafeteria.

The Ruda cafeteria had just opened early in the morning, with a few students sitting inside.

The aroma of food wafts in the air.

"Help me with the food, thank you." Zhou Leng took out his student card.

Seeing Zhou Leng become so thin, the cafeteria staff were stunned and then panicked.

How could the cafeteria's martial arts master be allowed to starve like this!

Students who woke up early occasionally glanced over to where Zhou Leng was.

(End of this chapter)