Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 119 There's a Cat, Treading Snow

After a lot of snow, you can't even tell if it's morning or afternoon just by looking at the sky.

Even at dusk, there is no sunset to see.

It's rather cloudy outside.

But as long as you don't look at the sky, and look in all directions, everything is quite bright, a cold white light.

The area around the back door of Chu Tianshu's house, about five meters in diameter, has a different color of light than other places.

The snow melted into water, revealing the dark, damp earth, where some tenacious weeds still clung to life, adorned with water droplets.

Newly fallen snowflakes melt as soon as they touch the ground, never accumulating.

The snow on the outer edge is more than ten centimeters thick, creating a significant difference in elevation compared to the nearby ground.

Chu Tianshu was wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and loose pajama pants, with his feet slightly apart, shoulder-width apart, and his hands pressed forward in a semi-reclined posture.

Like the soft beating of a drum, a continuous, subtle, and surging sound emanated from him.

His heart rate is actually controlled at a lower level than normal.

A single beating is powerful enough to circulate blood throughout the body, activating every extremity without missing a beat.

But his heartbeat sounded like a leading beat.

After the heartbeat, the other thirteen hearts throughout the body beat in turn.

This creates an atmosphere of continuous drumbeats.

Chu Tianshu felt a gentle warmth emanating from his entire body in response to the drumbeats.

When snowflakes fall on his skin, they instantly turn into pale white vapor that rises gently into the air.

But his eyes were quite serene, gazing into the bamboo forest, each breath exuding a sense of freshness.

Originally, whether it was the Palm Thunder or the Shaolin Boxing Style, the principle was to close the pores so that the internal organs and heartbeat resonated within the body.

Even if outsiders are nearby, the sounds they can hear are very faint.

When you can no longer close your pores and are sweating profusely, it means you've trained too hard and need to rest.

The current Heartfire Fist Manual is different; it requires actively opening and closing the pores during practice.

It is alive inside and out, even the finest hairs on the skin are not overlooked.

Therefore, this kind of exercise results in more noticeable heat dissipation.

"Flesh and blood were steaming, the heart and bones were drunk, and hair and nails were all mixed together."

Chu Tianshu experienced the feeling described in the boxing manual. His whole body seemed to be melting in the baking, and his flesh, bones, internal organs and hair seemed to have no barriers.

Unskilled martial artists wouldn't normally feel such a significant gap.

But once you understand, the difference between bone and flesh becomes so obvious that it's hard to ignore.

This seamless physical sensation we experience today is not a return to primitive ignorance, but rather a complete control over everything, from the hardest bones to the softest hair.

Gradually, I felt that controlling my bones was as easy as controlling my muscles.

Chu Tianshu raised his right hand slightly, his index finger pointing upwards.

The rosy complexion caused her skin to swell slightly, giving it a radiant, jade-like glow.

The entire index finger, as red as jade, grew longer nails at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two centimeters, three centimeters, up to five centimeters.

Chu Tianshu stared at the fingernail. Without moving his fingers at all, the fingernail automatically began to bend, curl, and retract to the fingertip.

Controlling your nails is as simple as controlling your muscles.

Chu Tianshu slightly raised his eyelids, and his curled fingernails suddenly straightened, making a sound like sheet metal being stretched.

"receive!"

Chu Tianshu spoke softly, watching as the fingernails grew shorter and shorter.

He was controlling the muscles on the back of his finger to hold the nail in place.

Some of the delicate structures on the fingers that are normally part of a person's body have changed.

The nail plates are hidden under the skin, seemingly fused with the bone and flesh, curving and straight as desired, all as normal, completely undetectable.

When Chu Tianshu was studying at the Tongbei Boxing Academy, he saw people come to exchange ideas.

A master of Tiger and Leopard Claw Kung Fu can also develop the skill of hiding fingernails.

However, by concealing their nails and exposing their claws, they did not actually move their nails, but rather trained the soft muscles of their fingertips.

They will train the flesh on their fingertips to become longer and softer, growing a lot of it forward.

Thus, apart from their fingers appearing unusually long, they don't exhibit any other abnormalities.

When it comes to fighting, the soft flesh contracts inward, tightening and reinforcing, naturally highlighting the nails as if they are being displayed.

This skill, in essence, still changes to flesh.

The ability to instantly create new nail tips and subtly alter the nail structure, as Chu Tianshu is doing, is something that even master craftsmen cannot achieve.

"And hair."

Chu Tianshu pinched a strand of hair hanging down from his temple with his left hand, keeping the end of the hair firmly within his field of vision.

Without moving your fingers, those strands of hair automatically twist together, curling up slightly at the ends.

Like the green tendrils on a loofah vine.

No, they're so agile, they look more like the tentacles of a little squid.

This makes my hair sensitive too.

Previously, Chu Tianshu's hair would only snap upwards when he suddenly unleashed his full power.

It's like the ancients' outburst of anger, which was actually only a very brief moment.

Now, he doesn't need to exert his full strength; he only needs to strain part of his scalp, and his hair naturally reacts.

However, the hair became more sensitive, so it didn't seem to be of much use.

The strength of hair is too weak; unless you grow a long braid, it's practically useless in battle.

However, if you actually leave yourself with a braid, it might become a weakness in itself.

Unless you've been trained in whipping techniques since childhood, it's definitely not worth the risk.

"No, the original meaning of the Fist Manual is no longer just about fighting, but also includes more and more content about physical evolution." Chu Tianshu looked at his hair.

"This change in hair, while not very useful in battle, is a very important sign in cultivation, indicating that I can begin to grasp the qi and blood of the brain."

There are also changes in Qi and blood inside the human brain.

Yu Dayou speculates that the final step of the three-in-one body training is to train the brain inside the body, after having already trained the scalp, head muscles, and skull.

But this process is too dangerous.

Let alone Yu Dayou, a pure martial artist.

Even Chu Tianshu wouldn't dare to touch his own brain so easily.

While mental power is connected to the brain, it may deepen or transform certain unknown qualities of the brain, but it absolutely does not strengthen the brain's ability to withstand force.

If a practitioner of mental cultivation is suddenly struck on the head, they will still suffer a concussion.

The refinement sought by the Three-in-One Body clearly aims to enhance the strength of the mind as well.

Just like training your skin and flesh to become tougher.

The idea of ​​"strengthening the brain" sounds incredibly unreliable.

However, changes in the individual strands of hair can, to some extent, verify changes in the internal energy of the brain, helping martial artists to correct their training direction.

This is the effort that martial artists have made to achieve that outrageous goal.

"This Heart Fire Fist Manual is indeed much more advanced than the boxing form."

Chu Tianshu pondered, "If I could use the Inner Saint and Outer King techniques in this state, how amazing would the experience be when practicing my fist techniques?"

However, when using the inner sage and outer king to assist in practicing boxing, it will inevitably deeply touch upon the barriers of the mortal body.

Without the help of Hai Donglai and Blind Cheng.

Chu Tianshu was still not confident that he could recite the Nine-Character Mantra in that state to dispel distracting thoughts.

That's a pity.

Where can I find a group of experts who have a strong murderous aura and the time to recite the word "kill" for me?

As Chu Tianshu was pondering, he suddenly saw a cat run through the bamboo forest.

It was a black-backed, white-bellied cat with a thin face, round eyes, and pointed ears; it was very cute.

Especially above its eyes, there are two white patterns that look like two thick white eyebrows.

As the two stared at each other, the cat cautiously moved a little closer.

It didn't know how long it had been running in the snow; some of its fur had frozen.

Once inside the thawing zone, the cat shivered as it felt the heat emanating from Chu Tianshu.

"Meow!"

The white-browed cat let out a joyful meow, nuzzled up to Chu Tianshu's feet, and rubbed against his trouser leg.

"Whose dog are you? It's freezing cold outside, and you're just letting it run around like that."

Chu Tianshu examined the area closely but did not see any markings on the neck or legs.

In their village, when the land was distributed, each household received a small plot of bamboo grove behind their house.

Actually, the entire bamboo forest is interconnected.

If you're willing to walk through the bamboo forest, you can come down from the road at the entrance of the village and walk all the way to the end of the village.

Who knows which family this cat belongs to, or even if it's from the neighboring village?

"Never mind, let's come in and warm up for a while."

When Chu Tianshu was a child, his family also kept a cat. It was a yellow and white tabby house cat, but it got lost later.

He doesn't like touching cats, but he really enjoys watching them.

I remember when I was little, we had a yellow plastic bowl at home, which was specially for the cat. Whatever we ate, we would share with the cat.

After it has eaten its fill, it will go to the fields to dig holes and relieve itself, and play with other cats in groups in the village.

People don't know the proper etiquette regarding cat food, litter boxes, and the like.

After Chu Tianshu led the cat in, he closed the back door and put on a trench coat.

The white-browed cat obediently followed him out through the front door and into the side kitchen.

Chu Tianshu used the microwave to microwave the leftover fish tail and bone soup from yesterday, poured it into a small bowl, and placed it on the ground.

The soup was just warm, neither too hot nor too cold.

The white-browed cat stuck out its tongue, but as if it had been burned, it quickly withdrew it, only to stick its tongue out again soon after.

Chu Tianshu leaned against the table, propping his chin up with one hand, watching the cat eat with a smile.

The cat ate very quickly, licking up the fish meat, chewing on the fish bones, and then slurping up the soup.

The warm soup and fish meat made it very satisfied. Like stretching, it stretched out its four legs, arched its back, and a whirring sound came from its body.

Even the frozen fur on its body suddenly loosened, and all the cat fur on its body became fluffy.

Chu Tianshu's expression shifted slightly: "Hmm?"

He actually saw a hint of the "Tai Chi" style of loosening muscles and bones in this cat.

There are ancient legends that skills like closing pores and shaking muscles were learned from cats and dogs, but this doesn't mean that cats and dogs actually know kung fu.

The cat in front of me...

Chu Tianshu narrowed his eyes slightly, deliberately exuding a hint of hostility.

"Meow!!"

The white-browed cat let out a strange cry, then suddenly did a backflip, landing on both feet, its spine contracting, its front legs dangling in the air, its eyes fixed in a wary gaze.

Chu Tianshu's eyes widened suddenly.

After that flip, what was in front of me was no longer a cat at all.

It looks exactly like a cat-person from an animated film.

With its arms outstretched, chest broad and waist narrow, and feet firmly planted on the ground, it looked just like a human.

This white-browed cat even struck a standard boxing stance.

(End of this chapter)