Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"Fu'er, have you cultivated a wisp of Beiming Qi again?" Murong Bo asked his son who had finished his training.

Murong Fu stood up and replied, "Father, I have cultivated a wisp of pure Beiming Qi. Next, please help me capture someone. I will let go and absorb it."

Murong Bo said with a smile: "Fu'er, why do you have to do this? Just absorb all of Dad's skills."

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then said with emotion: "Dad, don't worry, when Dayan is successfully restored, I will definitely make you the emperor."

Murong Bo's smile gradually froze, and he suddenly didn't want to give it to him anymore. He also found that his son's temperament seemed to have changed after experiencing several setbacks.

This is even more so after practicing Beiming Divine Art. Could it be that Beiming Divine Art has some drawbacks? But they practiced the full version.

Murong Bo hesitated, but thinking that his strength had not improved for a long time, he made a decision to switch to practicing Beiming Divine Art to take a step further.

"We'll talk about that later. First, absorb my power and improve it."

After Murong Bo finished speaking, Murong Fu immediately placed his hand on his father's dantian, practiced his skills, and then began to absorb true energy.

After a cup of tea, Murong Fu stopped. Murong Bo's realm had not fallen below the late Grandmaster stage. "Fu'er, why did you stop?"

"Father, I need to refine this true energy and absorb it tomorrow."

"Okay, there's no need to rush." ​​Murong Bo replied.

In the blink of an eye, half a month later.

Murong Bo has lost all his skills, but Murong Fu has only broken through to the peak of the early Grandmaster stage.

"How did you lose so much Qi?"

Murong Bo couldn't accept it. He had the true Qi of a late-stage Grandmaster, but he helped his son break through to the early-stage Grandmaster level?

Even if half of it is lost, it should at least allow him to break through to the middle stage of Grandmaster, right?

Murong Bo felt that he might have made a wrong decision. With such a conversion rate, if he wanted to absorb the power to the late Grandmaster level again, he would need the power of several Grandmasters.

If you want to go further, you need more, but where can you find so many masters?

The most common people in this world are those acquired martial artists who cultivate internal strength.

There are not that many warriors above the innate level who have true qi, not to mention that they were sucked away by the devil Jiang Weichen before.

At this moment, Murong Longcheng, who had been in seclusion to perfect his skills after the battle with Jiang Weichen, finally came out.

Seeing the two people in the hall, Murong Longcheng noticed that Murong Bo's aura was a little off. He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that he had no power at all. He asked, "What's going on?"

Murong Bo replied, "Ancestor, I want to switch to practicing the Northern Ocean Divine Art, so I gave my own power to Fu'er."

Murong Longcheng was stunned when he heard this. Veins bulged on his bald head and he cursed, "You evil creature! You are only fifty-two years old. With my guidance, you still had a chance to break through to the Grandmaster level.

But now, you have actually ruined this chance yourself.

When I came back, Fu'er had already practiced the Beiming Divine Art, so I just let him do it. But now you are doing the same?

Even if I succeed in restoring my country, when I die, there will be no grandmaster. How can you protect your foundation?

In this Central Plains, without a Grandmaster, how can we protect the country? Do we have to go to remote places and live with those barbarians?"

Murong Longcheng questioned angrily. Murong Bo was a little afraid and said weakly, "Ancestor, my realm has not improved in the past few years. There is no hope of breaking through to the Grandmaster level."

Murong Longcheng shouted, "You are already in the late stage of Grandmaster. You just need to wait until I come out of seclusion and teach you a more complete technique. Then the conflict of your practicing Shaolin skills can be resolved.

With my guidance, you will be able to take a step closer. When your Qi turns into True Essence, you can try to break through. Why do you want to cut off your own path? Why don't you want to wait a little longer?"

Murong Longcheng was completely enraged, and his voice caused ripples on the lake outside Chanhe Manor.

If he wanted to restore his country by relying on powerful military force, he would have to offend other grandmasters. He had planned to wait for Murong Bo to break through, and then he would fight to the death to replace other grandmasters and hand over the country to Murong Bo and his son.

But now, this father and son are committing suicide one after another. Even if I replace all the great masters of the Song Dynasty, if they cannot break through, how can they defend the world?

By then, the Liao Dynasty's high shaman priest, Li Yuanhao of Western Xia, and Duan Siping, who has been pretending to be dead to prolong his life after entering the realm of withering and flourishing in Dali, will come directly to assassinate him. Who can stop him?

Without top-level combat power to check and balance each other, who will guard against the enemy's grandmaster?

Chapter 311 Why bother coming to Murong Bo

Murong Bo never thought that he still had a chance to break through to the Grandmaster level. Before his ancestor came out of the mountain, he always thought that there were no Grandmasters in the world.

"Ancestor, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, I would never have wasted this skill."

Murong Longcheng sighed. It had only been four months since the Demon-Extermination Conference. After he came down the mountain, he first went into seclusion to eliminate the distracting thoughts that he had brought back from the spiritual consciousness that he had retrieved from Jiang Weichen's mind.

Afterwards, he fought with Jiang Weichen outside Yangcheng, witnessed his strange methods, and gained some insights.

After returning, he went into seclusion to sort out his thoughts, hoping to combine his decades of Shaolin training to perfect his martial arts and increase his combat power, so that he could better deal with the great masters of the Song Dynasty court.

But now that he had emerged from confinement, he saw this scene. Murong Longcheng sighed to the heavens, "Could it be that God has truly despised the Murong family?"

Murong Longcheng missed his days in Shaolin, where he could just read scriptures and sweep the floor every day without having to worry about anything.

Kexi's obsession, which had long been swept into a corner by him, was actually triggered by Jiang Weichen.

Murong Fu didn't care about his ancestor's pessimism. His ancestor looked down on him, Murong Fu.

"Ancestor, if Jiang Weichen can fight against a Grandmaster with the Beiming Divine Art, I, Murong Fu, can certainly do the same.

Even without a Grandmaster, my Murong family can still defend the world."

Murong Longcheng glanced at Murong Fu. This descendant was extremely talented and even better than his father.

It’s a pity that my state of mind is not good enough. It’s okay when everything goes smoothly, but once I encounter setbacks, my mentality will easily explode.

Just because he was defeated by Jiang Weichen once, and because he saw Jiang Weichen absorbing people's power and killing everyone in Yunwu Mountain, he lost his original intention and chose to take a shortcut.

Murong Fu saw Murong Longcheng's gaze and immediately said again: "As long as the ancestors can capture more people for me to absorb, if Jiang Weichen can do it, I can do it too."

Murong Longcheng roared, "I sucked it up by myself, and you still need help? What right do you have to say that?

Others have a blood knife in their minds that is similar to spiritual consciousness to suppress the mixed true energy, so what makes you think you can do that?

Others have comprehended the artistic conception without breaking through to the Grandmaster level, so what makes you think you can?

Is it so easy to cross the chasm between Grandmaster and Grandmaster?

If someone attacks you with their spiritual consciousness, how do you respond? Can you attack their spiritual consciousness with the energy you absorb?

If others comprehend the special artistic conception, how will you respond? Have you forgotten that before in Yangcheng, you collapsed to the ground as soon as someone released the murderous artistic conception?

You're a coward before the fight even begins. What right do you have to cross the border and fight?

His skill can condense more than two feet of罡气, which is equivalent to the early stage of the Grand Master. Do you think any half-step Grand Master can withstand this level of skill?

You forgot that you were absorbed from the early stage of Grandmaster to the late stage of Grandmaster, and your mentality has been affected.

With your martial arts mindset, what makes you think you can withstand the power of an early Grandmaster?

If your state of mind is not good enough, you will only become a puppet of power and lose yourself."

Murong Longcheng's series of questions made Murong Fu's face turn pale and his fists clenched.

Murong Longcheng then warned: "You'd better hone your character, otherwise you will no longer be yourself."

After hearing this, Murong Bo regretted it and asked, "Ancestor, what should we do now?"

He had passed all his skills on to his son, and his son had refined them. He couldn't absorb them back without practicing the Beiming Divine Art.

Even if he sucked it back, it would not be as pure as before. Add to that the loss, and he didn't know what he had done at this moment. He felt so stupid.

Murong Longcheng threw out a complete internal martial arts manual and said, "One of you, father and son, must break through to the Grandmaster level, otherwise this country will be destroyed."

If the force used to seize power is insufficient, it will lead to a series of counterattacks.

Murong Bo took over the internal energy, which was the Murong family's internal energy method, but now it was more perfect.

"Fu'er, you are still young, you can start practicing again. Let me, your father, practice the Beiming Divine Art."

Murong Fu shook his head, "I must prove myself to my ancestors. Father, you were already in the late Grandmaster stage before. There is no bottleneck in your cultivation again, and you can quickly recover your skills."

Murong Bo was in a dilemma. Although he didn't have any bottleneck in martial arts, everything would be easy as long as he refined spiritual energy, but spiritual energy was scarce.

Before, we had to dig ditches and divert water at the same time. Now we don’t need to dig ditches, we just need to divert water.

But we can’t stand the lack of water. If we only scoop water a day, when will the ditch be filled?

"Fu'er, are you really not going to practice? Are you really going to give up the chance to break through to Grandmaster?"

When Murong Fu heard about the breakthrough to the Grandmaster level, he hesitated for a moment, but when he thought about the question his ancestor had asked him before, if he started over, wouldn't that be tantamount to giving in?

"Father, you don't need to persuade me anymore. If I don't start over, I will practice the Beiming Divine Art."

Murong Bo shouted, "Don't you even listen to your father's words?"

Murong Fu did not compromise at all and said, "Father, I have never disobeyed your words since I was a child, but I can't do that this time."

Murong Bo looked at his son with a determined face and felt helpless. He had lost all his strength and could not fight back, and even if he did, he would not be able to win.

You were so obedient when you were a child, why are you rebellious now?

Murong Bo looked at the secret book in his hand and thought he should ask his ancestors first.

But after asking, Murong Longcheng was silent for a long time, and sighed a little tiredly, "Although I have used Buddhist scriptures and Shaolin's body-building exercises to strengthen my body and repair my hidden injuries in Shaolin over the years, I don't have much time left.

Fu'er's mentality is a big problem. Even if he cultivates to the late stage of Grandmaster, his state of mind is not good enough and the hope of a breakthrough is very small. You should hurry up and cultivate again.

I have perfected the inner strength technique in your hand, which has the effect of absorbing spiritual energy. You should seize the opportunity."

Murong Bo felt bitter. What had he done? Why did he do this?

All his skills are used just to help his son achieve a breakthrough to the early stage of Grandmaster?

Murong Longcheng was tired, but still said: "Tell me about the recent situation outside, and how many warriors have been captured. I have converted them all at once. In the future, I will rely on these warriors to control the imperial city.

I also sent someone to find out who the generals in charge of the Song Dynasty were, and to track their whereabouts. I then secretly went to convert them."

Murong Bo thought to himself that this "compassionate mood" was very useful. If he had known this earlier, he would have gone to Shaolin to study Buddhist scriptures.

Our ancestors were truly heartless. They didn't even give any guidance to their descendants when they went to Shaolin.

Murong Bo complained in his heart, but still replied: "Ancestor, we have captured 600 people during this period. A few are innate, and most are acquired at the eighth, ninth, and tenth levels.

They are all people of some status in various places. After we convert them, their power can be used by us."

Murong Longcheng nodded. To convert people of lower realms, it is not necessary for the spiritual consciousness to stay. It is only necessary for the spiritual consciousness to enter their brains, plant the idea of ​​loyalty to oneself, and influence their thoughts.

This kind of conversion is not complete, and over time they may come out of it on their own and get rid of the influence.

However, it is not easy to get out of the huge gap in realm, and he only needs these people to serve him temporarily.