I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 3: The Celestial Warrior
"Relax, put your feet together, point your toes forward, hold your arms in front of your chest, lift your head, sink your qi into your dantian, look at your nose, and listen behind your ears."

Zhou Mu did everything Wang Shangpin said, but he didn't find anything strange about it.

“The next step is the most important one.”

Wang Shangpin said solemnly:

"Now lower your center of gravity and place it between your feet. Relax your shoulders and elbows. Focus your mind and detach your thoughts from yourself."

"The mind is separated from itself?" Zhou Mu asked in confusion: "How should this be done?"

Wang Shangpin thought for a moment and said:

"It means observing yourself from a third-person perspective. It's quite abstract and needs your own understanding. It's hard to explain in words. Once you can do this, even if you stand in a natural posture, you can feel the flow of qi and blood and even actively control it."

Zhou Mu tried for a long time but still couldn't understand. He smiled bitterly and put away his posture:
"It seems that I am not very talented."

"It's normal. It took me two months to stand like a natural pile."

Wang Shangpin smiled and said:
"This is not only related to talent. The stronger the blood and qi, the easier it is to sense and stand in a posture. How can our blood and qi be strong?"

After a pause, he sighed:

"You came here to fight with me, so you must have the idea of practicing, right? I felt the same way at the beginning, but the truth is, we are not suitable for practicing at all, and we are not worthy of practicing."

"Practicing cultivation requires nourishing the body. Those masters who have achieved success in cultivation all eat Lingzhi and ginseng every day, and devour countless amounts of noodles and dog meat in one meal. Our physical foundation is far inferior to them."

"Even if you can stand on the pole, there is no possibility of becoming a strong warrior!"

Zhou Mu opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing and sighed softly.

I silently memorized the key points of the natural pile, and then asked:
"By the way, Brother Wang, who was that Lord Yu just now?"

"The master's eldest disciple, the martial arts school's senior sister, is called Yu Meiren, and she is a truly good person."

"poppy?"

Zhou Mu thought of the man who weighed at least 500 kilograms and blinked.

Wang Shangpin understood, glared at Zhou Mu, then looked around and whispered:

"You have never seen Lady Yu when she is thin. She is a real beauty. I heard that she became fat because she did not dare to enter the Great Medicine level and suppressed herself too much, which led to the accumulation of Qi and blood."

"Big medicine?"

Zhou Mu's heart moved:
"Brother Wang, can you tell me about it?"

Wang Shangpin simply nodded:
"It's the realm of cultivation. I don't know much about it. I only know the three realms of a warrior: strong body, internal strength, and great medicine. Once you reach the state of strong body, you can be called a warrior. Your punches and kicks are terrifyingly powerful. You can kill a dozen ordinary people with weapons in just a cup of tea."

Zhou Mu took note of it and asked again:
"I can understand the names of strengthening the body and internal strength, but what does great medicine mean? Why doesn't Lord Yu dare to step into the level of great medicine?"

Wang Shangpin sighed softly and touched his bald head:

"I also learned this from the conversations of the masters in the martial arts school. The meaning of great medicine is twofold. One is to pick the great medicine deep in one's own body to sublimate the qi and blood. The other is..."

He shrank his neck:

"Secondly, after entering that level, one's Qi and blood will be sublimated, and a drop of blood will be comparable to the best herbs. The whole person will be a real great medicine. This is why Lord Yu has not entered this realm."

Zhou Mu's thoughts turned:
"Isn't this a good thing? Could it be, Master Demon?"

"Yes, it's because of Master Yao."

Wang Shangpin said softly:

"As far as I know, the reason why martial arts schools and cultivation are allowed in breeding areas is because people with higher cultivation levels are more delicious. Once they step into the realm of great medicine, they are likely to be plucked by the demon master at any time and put on the chopping board or in the frying pan."

Zhou Mu was silent.

"Okay, go back and practice more natural stances. Being a boxing companion is not an easy job, and many people have lost their lives."

Wang Shangpin was also preparing to leave at this time, and finally warned:

"By the way, come again tomorrow, but don't be so reckless like you are today. Number One has an unusual background. Although he is here to fight as a sparring partner, he is a real strong warrior! If he gets angry, you won't be able to withstand a single punch from him even if you have ten lives!"

"As for number seven, he likes to bully newcomers and has a bit of a perverse temper, but he's not completely bad."

Zhou Mu's expression froze. That No. 1 was the so-called strong warrior?

He thought again of the nonchalant kick from No. 1, which sent small pieces of gravel flying everywhere. If it had hit a person, it would have probably created a bloody hole!

"By the way, Brother Wang, what's the name of our owner?" Zhou Mu asked casually.

Taibai Martial Arts School does not accept students and is very mysterious. It is difficult for outsiders to know the details, but no one has ever seen the likes of Nonghuotang provoke this martial arts school.

I heard that they don’t even charge protection fees.

"The owner of the museum." Wang Shangpin replied before leaving: "Our owner's surname is Li. I don't know the others. I rarely see him."

After thanking Wang Shangpin several times and watching him leave, Zhou Mu tried the natural stance for a long time. Seeing that he still had no clue, he left the martial arts hall and rushed back to the Wanren Bridge.

There were no setbacks along the way.

"Strong body, internal strength, powerful medicine. A strong body can easily crush ordinary people with weapons, but what about internal strength? What about powerful medicine?"

Zhou Mu recalled the shock he felt when Lord Yu looked at him, sighed softly, and suddenly thought of the dream, and quickened his pace.

"That dream, I'm afraid there will be some changes!"

Slipping back under the arch bridge and looking at the gurgling stream, Zhou Mu tried to continue standing in the natural stance.

I wasted an hour, but I didn't stand in the natural stance, and I didn't feel the flow of qi and blood. Instead, I was sweating profusely.
After thinking about it, Zhou Mu simply stopped practicing:

"Pig pigeon, suck, suck!"

A pure white fat pigeon swooped down excitedly and landed on Zhou Mu's shoulder. This was a pigeon he raised and it was very human-like.

"Ahem, there's no rice for you to eat for now."

"Gu!!"

The pigeon was angry, flapped its wings, and gave Zhou Mu a big nose slap.

Zhou Mu grabbed the fat pigeon with a wry smile:

"I'll make it up to you later. I need to take a nap for a while. Please keep an eye on me. Wake me up if anyone comes near."

"Coo, coo, coo!" The pigeon turned its head away angrily. After a moment, it finally turned its little head back and pecked Zhou Mu's cheek hard. Then it flew to a cardboard box nearby and looked around.

This is a promise.

Zhou Mu covered his face and bared his teeth. This fat pigeon was really vicious.
He shook his head, lay down among the cardboard boxes, covered himself, grabbed the rusty axe in his hand, closed his eyes, and fell into a light sleep.

The dispersing fog is gradually rising.

………………

"Can I move now?"

In the dream, Zhou Mu suddenly became aware of something. The last wisp of fog in front of his eyes dissipated, his body was no longer stiff and unable to move, and the things in front of him became clear again.

He looked around and found himself in a place shaped like a kitchen, with pots, pans, stoves and firewood. Most of the kitchen had collapsed and was buried. On the outside was a bronze door that was tightly closed.

Zhou Mu took a deep breath and suddenly felt lighter both physically and mentally. However, he felt even more confused and frightened. This dream was too weird and strange.

Because everything in front of me is too real.

He pinched himself—it hurt, and then began to grope carefully.

This mostly collapsed kitchen is very strange. The pots, pans, and bowls are all green in color, as if they were carved from jade. They feel very warm to the touch, really warm and it doesn't feel like a dream at all.

The stove next to it was all red. Zhou Mu stretched out his finger and touched it. It was different from the pots and pans that looked like they were made of jade.
The stove felt a little hot and dry. On it was a large pot, which was still covered.

Zhou Mu tried to lift the lid of the cauldron, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it!

It's like the lid and the big pot on the stove are one.

"strangeness."

He looked around cautiously, walked to the bronze door, and tried to push it, but it still didn't budge.

He couldn't wake up from the dream for a while, so he wandered around the kitchen.

It's called a kitchen, but it covers a large area. Even if more than half of it is buried by collapsed rubble and beams, the remaining area is estimated to be about 1,000 to 2,000 square meters.
Most of them were stoves, but most of them were empty, and Zhou Mu was unable to open the few that had pots on them.

"what is that?"

While hesitating, he caught a glimpse of an open scroll on the jade table not far away.

When he got closer, he saw that the scroll was empty without a single word. Zhou Mu tried to pick it up, but he couldn't move it at all, no matter how hard he tried.

Just when he was amazed.

‘Buzz! ! ’

The volume on the table suddenly vibrated and floated in the air!
Zhou Mu shuddered with fear and stepped back subconsciously, his lower back slamming against the stove, causing a burning pain. However, he ignored the pain and stared at the floating scroll!

There is a brilliance of indescribable color lingering beside the volume,
Then the seventy-two different colors of light entangled together and turned into a large volume, and then a loud sound like thunder exploded from the volume!
"The Immortal Record has been opened, what is your name?"

The sound is like the morning bell and evening drum, awakening the ears, without any emotional color!

Zhou Mu was dizzy from the loud noise. He jumped over the stove, grabbed a jade plate and held it horizontally in front of him. He stared at the strange scroll and suddenly realized that the loud noise he had heard before was made by this scroll?

What is Xianlu?
Refers to itself?

While thinking.

"The Immortal Record has been opened, what is your name?"

An even more ferocious and solemn sound arose again, rumbling non-stop. Zhou Mu's ears were hurt by the shock. He grimaced, and after another ten breaths, the sound rang again.

"The Immortal Record has been opened, what is your name?"

Zhou Mu's eyes went dark, and he answered subconsciously:

"Zhou Mu!"

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen?" Zhou Mu almost thought about it.

The volume was slightly rippled, and a solemn and emotionless voice narrated indifferently:
"At the age of eighteen, he is ranked among the immortals, and has an upper-middle level of talent."

"The human race, with an additional three points in appearance, is of the highest caliber."

"It is proposed to confer the title of [Nine Heavens Eastern Kitchen Guardian Warrior], with a ninth-rank title."

Zhou Mu was confused. What the hell?

Before he could react, he saw the volume tremble.

"We should ask the seventh-rank immortal official who records the new records to examine them."

Hao Yin paused, and Zhou Mu just took a breath, but the solemn voice sounded again.

"The position of the seventh-rank immortal official is vacant."

"Tell the fourth-rank master of records to review the new records."

"The position of the fourth-rank Master of Records is vacant."

"Tell the Second Rank Southern Dipper Heavenly Palace Siming Star Lord to examine the new registration."

"The second-rank position of the Southern Dipper Heavenly Palace's Star Lord of Life is vacant."

The volume narrated stiffly, and the great positions were progressing layer by layer. Zhou Mu's eyelids twitched. Although he didn't know what Sima Xingjun was, it sounded very powerful.

This is definitely not a dream.

"Tell Emperor Donghua to examine the new registration."

"The position of Emperor Donghua is vacant."

The volumes fluttered violently, and the light rained brightly.

"Please ask the Emperor of Heaven to examine the new register."

"The throne of the Heavenly Emperor."

"lack!"

This last sound made Zhou Mu stagger all over the place!
(End of this chapter)