The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 249 Return to the origin, reborn

The neat and orderly cave had its entrance and exit blocked by several large rocks, leaving only a few gaps for ventilation.

Xu Xingchen sat on the wide stone bed, circulating the last bit of his true energy, carefully returning it to its origin.

After half an hour of practice, the internal force and the five elements of qi differentiated from the true qi, one wisp goes down and returns to the dantian, and the other goes up and is injected into the five internal organs.

At this point, this somewhat protracted path of "retreat to advance" has finally come to an end.

When the last trace of the five elements' energy returned to the five internal organs, Xu Xingchen suddenly felt a sense of perfection and perfection surge in his heart, and the last trace of awkwardness in his body disappeared.

At that moment, he felt calmer than ever before.
In Dantian, the internal force that has lost the five elements is like a lake or sea under the moonlight, with gentle waves; it is also like a desolate desert under the setting sun, with pieces of quicksand blown by the wind.

There is an unusual sense of stability in the calmness!

The occasional waves at the edge are like solitary smoke in the desert, rushing into the twelve meridians with great force and circulating smoothly.

Wherever it went, it immediately caused the five internal organs and five energies to tremble, wriggle, and slowly gather towards the center, as if trying to condense something.

Xu Xingchen's mind was floating high in the sky, watching the changes in his body indifferently, without trying to stop it, interfere with it, or manipulate it.

He naturally understood a truth in his heart. When the five elements condensed into something mysterious in the five internal organs, his body would begin to be reborn and his marrow would be cleansed, thus allowing this physical life to enter a new chapter.

Now he doesn't need to interfere much, just wait quietly for that change to come.

Because this is the rule of heaven and earth in this world, or it can be said to be the rule of martial arts.

The internal force is like rolling smoke, circulating back and forth in the twelve meridians, just like the tire driving the axle, the axle driving the gears, and the gears driving even smaller and more precise things, driving all the large and small subtle changes in the body in a chain.

In the outside world, the Golden Crow sank down the mountain and the Moon Toad rose up to the sky; then, the Moon Toad fell behind the mountain and the Golden Crow rose from the east.

Silently, after one night came another day, and after another day came another night.

Until the moon is at its zenith, the silver light shines everywhere, the yin energy dissipates, and the yang energy is born.
Xu Xingchen's body suddenly surged, and the five elements' qi began to boil like boiling water, constantly rising, condensing, and changing in his internal organs. After a series of extremely intense changes, it finally formed strange seeds.

It is difficult to tell what shape these five seeds are in, nor is it clear what kind of strange existence they are.

It seems real and illusory, virtual and real, non-existent and existent, and exist and non-existent.
Xu Xingchen's mind was as calm as water, and he could clearly sense the existence of those seeds. But when he concentrated his attention and wanted to observe them carefully, those seeds disappeared in an instant. When he withdrew his attention, they reappeared in his body.

“Could it be that the observer effect is involved here?”

A thought flashed through Xu Xingchen's mind, and he quickly returned his mind to a calm state. With the third party perspective of an outsider, he indifferently experienced the various changes in his body.

After the five elements condensed into seeds in the five internal organs, the internal force lake in the Dantian suddenly rioted, and a full one-tenth of the internal force flowed along the twelve meridians to the location of the five seeds, and was then continuously absorbed by the five seeds.

With the nourishment of internal force, the five seeds quickly took root and sprouted, growing vigorously, then branching out and spreading throughout the internal organs, entangled and linked together.

Then, their vines and branches continued to extend to the limbs and bones, to the skin outside, to the flesh and blood inside, until they were everywhere, every inch of skin, every bone, and even every cell.
A wonderful change began
In the wonderful feeling of crispness, numbness and itchiness, Xu Xingchen seemed to smell the breath of spring, hear the sound of spring, and feel the wonderful message that deep in his body he was rejuvenated.

In this incomparable wonderful perception, his soul seemed to be floating in the sky, and in a trance, he lost the last connection with his body.

From the outside, Xu Xingchen's breathing seemed to be imperceptible, but his Qi was in an extremely violent state of fluctuation.

Click!Click!
The sound of bones moving and colliding continued to come from within the body.

Boom! Boom!
The sound of the long tendons stretching and contracting is like the vibrating bowstring of a longbow.

Wow! Wow!
The sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels is faintly permeable like the sound of the ocean tide.

Gulu! Gulu!
The muscles all over his body rose and fell, and it seemed as if something was moving back and forth inside.

The skin, muscles and bones in his body were undergoing earth-shaking changes, and because the changes were too drastic, too fierce, and too huge, his skin all over his body turned red like blood.

His entire body was emitting a fiery aura, and the sweat that seeped out of his 86,400 pores evaporated into white water vapor, swirling and rising around his fiery red body.

Powerful and astonishing auras surged and lingered in the cave, emanating from the cracks in the rocks that sealed the cave entrance.

All living creatures nearby, from snakes, rats, and birds to insects, mosquitoes, and flies, all avoided this place as far as possible.

The changes in the cave did not disturb the rising and setting of the sun and the moon outside, nor did they disturb the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan from training little Guo Jing.

"Move your fist over here."

"Don't push your shoulders up, relax them."

"Lower your waist a little more and lower your legs."

"Hey, I wonder if you did that on purpose. Twist your waist, twist it, and then punch out. That way, the power will flow through."

"I, I, ah, I'm so angry, I'm so angry, Seventh Sister, please teach this brat a lesson."

Outside Temujin's tribe, in another hidden open space in the valley, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan were instructing little Guo Jing in martial arts. Little Guo Jing was practicing martial arts moves in the open space, his every move was methodical, but his movements were stiff and incoherent.

After more than two months of hard training, he learned some simple moves, but as soon as the moves became a little complicated, he was lost again.

This made Han Baoju, who was standing beside him and instructing him in his training, jump up and down like a big ball, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

In the end, he was so angry that his liver hurt, so he had to retreat and let his cousin Han Xiaoying take over for a while.

"Okay, Jing'er, take a rest and drink some water, then we'll practice swordplay!"

Han Xiaoying looked at little Guo Jing, whose hair and clothes were soaked with sweat, and spoke with some heartache. But when little Guo Jing had a good rest and started practicing sword, she began to feel pain again.

"Jing'er, don't be impatient. Keep your sword steady."

"You need to be flexible and swift in your movements. That's not how you use a sword."

When little Guo Jing was twisting his waist and taking steps to turn, his clumsy hands and feet failed to coordinate, and his right leg tripped over his left leg, causing him to fall flat on the ground with a thump.

Han Xiaoying covered her forehead with her hands and asked the heaven in silence.

Zhang Asheng, who was as tall as an iron tower, came over with a ceramic bowl in his hand, his fat face smiling with joy: "Seventh sister, don't be anxious, come, drink some water to moisten your throat, and then train Jing'er."

Han Xiaoying put down her hand and looked at Zhang Asheng speechlessly. She took the ceramic bowl from the other's hand with her slender fingers, brought it to her mouth and took two sips.

Then he returned the bowl to Zhang Asheng, walked over to little Guo Jing who had climbed up from the ground, and continued to patiently teach him how to use the wooden dagger to stab a ring hanging in the air.

"Okay, left side stab"

"Next, stab with the right side."

"Turn around and stab back. Ah, hold on tight, don't fall."

"Ugh"

After training for half an hour, little Guo Jing rested again, replenished water, and then waited for the next person to train him.

Han Xiaoying herself held a long sword in her arms, walked to a large rock and sat down, staring into the distance with lifeless eyes, looking autistic and bored.

Zhang Asheng came over again with the ceramic bowl and consoled her with a smile, "Seventh sister, don't be angry. It's not good for your health to get angry. Come, drink some more water."

Han Xiaoying rolled her eyes at him, but finally took the ceramic bowl.

The next person to teach young Guo Jing was Nan Xiren, the woodcutter from Nanshan, the fourth of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan. He was also a good man with a wonderful personality and great patience.

After teaching patiently for half an hour, his originally peaceful face turned ashen, and he looked miserable, as if he had something to grievance he could not express.

Fortunately, today's training time is enough. Continuing to train will do harm to little Guo Jing.

The sixth brother sent little Guo Jing back to the tribe with all his gold. When he came back, he was carrying a cow leg on his shoulder. Judging from its freshness, it was obviously freshly killed.

In order to thank the masters for their hard work in teaching her son, Li Ping often exchanged the wool blankets she had woven for some beef and mutton and gave them to them.

The bonfire was soon lit, and the skinned beef legs were roasted over the fire. While waiting, everyone began to utter discouraging words.

However, after two months of adaptation, they have reluctantly accepted the cruel reality.

Apart from complaining about little Guo Jing's clumsiness, he never mentioned admitting defeat and going home.

As they talked, they started talking about the mysterious young man Xu Xingchen.

The two sides have met more than a dozen times, but except for the time when they had a fierce argument, the other times they met, their relationship was just a shallow one of nodding to each other and exchanging a few pleasantries.

The young man seemed to have no intention of making close friends with them, and they had no chance to explore the mystery of the young man.

When talking about it, Han Xiaoying suddenly said: "A few days ago, when my fourth brother and I went out to explore the nearby mountains, we met the man surnamed Xu and saw where he lived. It was halfway up a rock wall, and it was quite inconvenient to go up and down."

"If there is nothing wrong, it's best not to disturb him." Ke Zhenwu said lightly, and then asked seriously: "Have you heard any special news in the tribe recently?"

"What news?" Several people looked over curiously.

Ke Zhenwu said slowly: "You may not have noticed, but my ears are quite sensitive and I heard some rumors which I don't know whether they are true or false."

".It is said that people from the nearby tribes often go missing."

".Some people have seen some mummies in the mountains with horrible dead bodies. Each one either had five holes on the forehead or a big hole in the chest or abdomen."

(End of this chapter)