Chapter 37: Flesh and flesh bipolar realm, combined, empty immortal bag!
Since Xu Xing succeeded in breaking through the barrier alone, those "lay disciples" who were lucky enough to survive have fled in all directions, leaving this once extremely glorious ancient temple now empty.
Some people wanted to take advantage of the chaos to plunder the Sutra Pavilion and the Medicine Master's Hall, but they bumped into Lu Zhu, who was really worried about Xu Xing and chased him all the way up the mountain.
Along the way, Lu Zhu saw corpses and blood everywhere on the martial arts field. He couldn't help but be deeply shocked by Xu Xing's methods.
Although this old friend has been silent since returning to his hometown, his methods are still so sharp, and his edge is even stronger than before. I don't know whether it is good or bad.
Although Lu Zhu was extremely disgusted with the filthy and smoky scene in Southern Shaolin, he even had the idea of cutting off karma and eliminating evil.
But when he saw the scene of the corpses of all the monks, with their livers, intestines and organs flowing everywhere, Lu Zhu couldn't help but feel compassion.
Therefore, those "lay disciples" who wanted to take advantage of the situation only had one of their legs broken by him.
After Lu Zhu went up the mountain, the matter in Southern Shaolin was truly over.
Later, Lu Zhu notified Li Shizhen and Xiao Yu, asking them to move Qi Jiguang, who had not yet regained consciousness, to the Medicine Master's Hall, and use the medicinal materials accumulated in Southern Shaolin over the years to treat Qi Hu.
Xu Xing, who was also seriously injured, smiled and refused Li Shizhen's medical treatment.
After sighing, "If you cure it too quickly, you will let down this good opponent." He took the two large boxes of medicinal materials that he had just plundered from the Medicine Master's Hall and walked into the Sutra Pavilion without leaving the door.
In these two large boxes, in addition to Shaolin secret medicines such as tiger bone chalcedony ointment, vajra ghee, and leopard fetal shengjin pills, there are also old medicine pills from various sects.
Xu Xing knew at a glance that this was the medicinal material prepared by King Chakravartin for the purpose of cultivating the "scale body", but it happened to be an advantage for him.
After fighting against the two masters Zhu Polong and Chakravartin King, Xu Xing has realized that the biggest advantage of his "Skin Refining Realm" in this field is the unique attack method of evaporating sweat to form air waves, as well as the extraordinary perception.
But these two items can be discarded, and in terms of pure physical strength, Xu Xing is much inferior to either of the two.
This is why, in the recent battle, although he had the upper hand against Zhu Polong, it was difficult for him to kill him with one blow.
Xu Xing originally planned to push the four major methods of refining skin, flesh, muscles, and bones to the extreme after Dacheng to see what kind of path this would take.
However, ever since he fought with Zhu Polong outside Taizhou City and saw his "Qiu Jin Ban Ri", Xu Xing began to think about how to apply this "combined training" idea to his own martial arts system.
If the two "extreme realms" are practiced together, how strong will my physical strength be?
Even Xu Xing was extremely curious about the answer to this question.
Now that he has reached the extreme realm of skin refining, the next step is to reverse the extreme realm of flesh refining.
In fact, the muscles, flesh and skin are originally one body. Refining the skin is also refining the meat, and refining the meat is also refining the muscles. Therefore, among the four major refining methods, the Dacheng of Meat Refining is the most ambiguous, and the methods of refining meat in various sects are also very different.
Therefore, even though Xu Xing had the stone mirror in hand, he could not deduce a feasible path before coming to Southern Shaolin.
However, after Xu Xing's fist entered the void, his mental strength was higher than before.
He has been able to manifest the mirror image with his mental power five times a day, and the speed of using his consciousness to control the mirror image to practice boxing has become faster.
Adding the two together, Xu Xing's efficiency in deducing martial arts has more than doubled compared to before.
It only took him two days to try and practice all the ten meat-refining secrets recorded in the Sutra Pavilion, and he came to a conclusion.
——The secret of refining meat to a level never achieved before is not in the skin, muscles, tendons, or even the internal organs, but in the blood.
After vaguely seeing this road, Xu Xing began to swallow various medicines and began to experiment on his deeply wounded body.
After the realm of boxing reaches the point of "the way of utmost sincerity", although it can feed back the physical body and produce all kinds of incredible changes, this "catalysis" also requires material as a basis.
Just like the "scaly cocoons" and "bone tumors" of King Chakravartin, they are not created out of thin air, but need to be refined with special potions, and specific drugs must be taken orally before they can be cultivated.
If Xu Xing wanted to achieve the mastery of meat refining he envisioned, he would naturally need a lot of medicine as a base. Fortunately, after the battle in Southern Shaolin, although he was seriously injured, he also obtained enough medicine to use in his practice.
And after reaching the realm of "Ultimate Voidness", which is a higher level than "Ultimate Sincerity", this "catalytic" effect becomes even more powerful, often using only a little medicine to trigger a series of chain reactions.
However, since the mirror image can only represent the human body and it is difficult to imitate the changes of the medicine, Xu Xing was extremely cautious when he officially started practicing, and did not rush ahead with greed for success.
In this way, five days passed by in a hurry.
In the Medicine Master's Hall, in a secluded Zen room, copper incense burners are placed in the four corners of the room. Incense curls up and fills the whole room.
A vague silhouette was vaguely visible, sitting on the bed, the mist rolled like waves. The figure was like a silent rock hit by the turbulence, unmoving, with various bottles and cans scattered around.
This man has a sallow complexion and smells of medicine. Although he is tall, his muscles are extremely thin. He relies solely on his thick and wide frame to support his figure, like a skinny tiger sitting in a hole. Awe-inspiring.
He is naturally the "Qi Hu" who once shocked the southeast and forced the pirates not to land for six years, Qi Jiguang, the commander-in-chief of Taizhou.
The door opened gently. Lu Zhu held the dinner plate and walked into the Zen room quietly. He put the dinner plate on the table, looked at Li Shizhen's bloodshot eyes, sighed and advised:
"Miracle Doctor Li, let's eat first."
Although Xu Xing could rely solely on medicinal herbs to obtain nutrients, Lu Zhu and the others had to eat normally.
Fortunately, although the monks were dying, maimed, and fled, the ordinary fire workers and handymen still chose to stay on the mountain so that everyone could have a bite of fast food.
Lu Zhu put down his dinner plate and came to Qi Jiguang. He looked at Qi Hu's frown and couldn't help but ask:
"Doctor Li, has the situation improved recently?"
Li Shizhen took off the last needle from Qi Jiguang, shook his head and said:
"The injuries on his body are well treated. Even if Mr. Qi only has one breath left, Li is confident that he can save his life from the hands of the King of Hell, but..."
He sighed:
"Now Mr. Qi's injury is not in his body, but in his mind. With such an injury, medicine and stone have no effect..."
Turning to look at Lu Zhu, Li Shizhen smiled bitterly and said:
"I have failed Grandmaster Xu. He risked his life and death to break through Southern Shaolin and find so many medicinal materials for me, but Li actually... alas!"
Deep in love, the corners of Li Shizhen's eyes turned red. He clenched his fists tightly, pursed his lips into a thin line, and slapped his chest back and forth with a surge of guilt.
You must know that when Li Shizhen was in the imperial hospital, he dared to speak out against the emperor's superstitious alchemy, which shows how upright his character was. People like him are most reluctant to owe others favors or betray the trust of others.
Now Xu Xing was willing to take risks to get these medicinal materials for him, but he was unable to cure Qi Jiguang as promised, so he was naturally anxious and guilty.
Lu Zhu also sighed:
"Life and death are all caused by fate. However, since it is a spiritual injury, why not let Brother Xu take a look?"
Li Shizhen became a little angry when he mentioned Xu Xing. He made a fist with his right hand, waved it in the air, gritted his teeth and said:
"In terms of injuries, he is much more serious than General Qi, but he still practices boxing with injuries. Why do these warriors not cherish their lives so much? Alas!"
Although they were words of complaint, Li Shizhen still couldn't help but show some admiration in her eyes.
When it comes to being crazy about boxing, Xu Xingshi is the first person Li Shizhen has ever seen in his life. Li Shizhen can only think of one sentence to describe his pure sincerity and enthusiasm.
——If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Thinking of this, Li Shizhen shook his head again, and the anger that had just aroused disappeared. He picked up his rice bowl and waved to Lu Zhu:
"It's been five days. You'd better go to the Sutra Pavilion and take a look. Relaxation is the way to maintain your health. If he goes to extremes like this, something will inevitably happen. It won't last long..."
Lu Zhu also nodded with deep understanding.
When he traveled to the north with him in the past, he had a vague feeling that his old friend was like a long bow that was always aiming at something. If something hit the target, he would immediately tighten it and point to the next prey. The target was clear and there was no hesitation. Never take a break.
Lu Zhu also asked Xu Xing why he was like this.
To this day, Lu Zhu still remembers that Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, as if he had never realized this problem.
After a while, the steel-like man smiled and said:
"Xiao Lu, human life is not easy to come by. How can you not cherish it if you are lucky enough to come to this world again?"
Lu Zhu had gotten along with him a lot and had learned a bit about his joking manner. I just wanted to ask, are you really a monster?
However, this sentence was not uttered after all, because when Xu Xing spoke, he had already looked away, looked at the sunset in the distance, and read out a sentence slowly.
"The world is turning, time is running out, ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day." Although Xu Xing spoke slowly, there was a burning ambition running through it, which made Lu Zhu couldn't help but feel moved.
At that time, the two men, who had just suffered a brutal fight, were lying side by side on a big rock.
In front of them was the famous Hukou Waterfall.
The sun sets in the west and the setting sun shines slantingly.
The sea of clouds stacks on top of each other, like golden red halos piled on the sky, from which the huge Huangjin stream rolls down to the world. The rocks turn on the cliffs, arousing the thunder of thousands of valleys, majestic and winding for thousands of miles.
Reciting this poem, Xu Xing, who was obviously exhausted, became interested again, struggled to get up, faced the sunset over the long river, and opened his fists.
His boxing was without any rules, he just did it casually, freely and freely, his figure was rising and falling, as if he was trying to blend into the brilliant water and sky.
Lu Zhu has always remembered that scene.
While reminiscing about the past, he left the Zen room and came to the door of the Sutra Pavilion. Before he walked in, a strong medicinal smell came out and hit Lu Zhu's nose.
Lu Zhu was originally a genius from Northern Shaolin. With a twitch of his nose, he recognized several of the smells as coming from Shaolin secret medicine.
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Although he couldn't identify the remaining mixed smells, he could still feel the fierce medicinal power from the smell that escaped.
"Huh?"
Lu Zhu's expression changed, and he immediately raised his hand to push the door. He was anxious and used a lot of strength in his hands. With a strong force, the door suddenly opened, and a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the sutra scrolls all over the floor.
However, he saw two boxes placed sideways among the papers. There was nothing in them. Lu Zhu knew very well that the various tonics contained in them were enough to make a dozen great boxers practice crazily for ten days.
——But now, Xu Xing has eaten them all? !
Lu Zhu raised his head and saw Xu Xing, naked to the waist, sitting in the gap between the bookshelves. There was no abnormality at all, his eyes were closed, his expression was peaceful, as if he was sleeping.
But he clearly had stopped breathing and his heartbeat had stopped.
Seeing this scene, Lu Zhu opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and almost couldn't bear the calm state of mind that he had cultivated for many years.
Before he could speak, he saw Xu Xing raise his eyelids, his eyes shining like glass flames. There was no trace of fatigue at all, but instead they were warm and intoxicated.
"Brother Xu, you just were..."
Xu Xing stood up, stretched slowly, and said with emotion:
"Ah, I almost died if I wasn't careful. There are so many hallucinations and weird things. I haven't felt like this for a long time."
Lu Zhu even saw a trace of regret on Xu Xing's face.
——Brother Xu really wants to experience the process from birth to death, right? !
Although he had known that Xu Xing was crazy about practicing boxing, Lu Zhu still felt shocked when he witnessed him throwing life and death at risk. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:
"Brother Xu, I haven't seen you for many years, you are..."
After several pauses, Lu Zhu finally couldn't hold back and said the word.
"More and more crazy."
Xu Xing only regarded it as a compliment to himself and laughed loudly:
"If you are not crazy, you will not survive."
As he spoke, Lu Zhu could clearly see that Xu Xing's skin and flesh slowly squirmed with his breathing, showing a flowing texture. The flawless white jade skin shone slightly.
This light was ruddy and white, filled with an indescribable vitality, like a thin layer of tough air-film armor floating under the skin.
Lu Zhu sniffed and smelled an extremely fresh smell, just like the grass and trees growing on the empty mountain after the rain, and everything flourishing, overflowing with vitality and vitality.
Xu Xing just took a step forward, and Lu Zhu heard a surging sound like the surging tide lapping at the shore. After taking another two steps, the sound turned into the sound of jade vibrating like clear spring washing stones, mixed with the collision of gold and iron. The clanging sound.
Looking at Xu Xing who was right in front of him, Lu Zhu couldn't help but ask, even though he knew it was impossible:
"Brother Xu, have you cultivated the body of an immortal?!"
Xu Xing shook his head as expected, "It's not the body of a human immortal." After pondering for a moment, he added: "Well, it can be regarded as the body of a semi-immortal."
Oh, I just said, how could this be possible...
Before Lu Zhu could finish his thoughts, he heard the second half of Xu Xingcai's words.
——Half-immortal body?
The claims made by people in the martial arts world are often exaggerated, such as "Punching to hold Guanxi" and "Kicking Beihai". These claims may not be able to hold down a county or knock over a pool, and people will never take such titles seriously. serious.
This is especially true for a title like "half-immortal" that is often used to describe charlatans.
But what Xu Xing means is - I only have half of my body to reach the immortal gate, so I can't be called an immortal.
This calm and serious attitude of argument is more shocking than the illusory exaggeration.
After realizing this meaning, Lu Zhu didn't want to say anything.
He didn't speak, but Xu Xing suddenly became interested.
Although Xu Xing is not a person who likes to show off, when it comes to martial arts, he seems to be a different person, and he can talk about it for three days and three nights without stopping.
Seeing that Lu Zhu was silent, Xu Xing carefully analyzed his skin refining realm, flesh refining realm, and the combined refining method he learned from Zhu Polong.
Although Lu Zhu studied Buddhism, he was still a martial artist after all. How could he withstand such temptation? After just listening for a while, he couldn't help but speak and discuss with Xu Xing.
Both of them are strong men with extraordinary boxing skills and are becoming more and more inhuman. Their speech speed and ear power are beyond ordinary people, so they communicate very quickly. Most of the time, Xu Xing talks incessantly, and Lu Zhu occasionally asks a few questions. , and has been contemplating.
"In the bipolar state of skin and flesh, blood and energy become elixirs, and skin and flesh condense into a piece of transparent paper.
After the combination, the skin has the weight of the flesh, and the flesh has the expansion and contraction of the skin, regardless of each other, wrapping the whole body's muscles and organs, just like all the human body's essence and energy are turned into a ball of mud, which can be as big or small as desired.
Blood energy can continuously accumulate in the skin and flesh. If it is brewed to the limit, it can even explode with power beyond the limitations of muscles and bones. ”
Having said this, Xu Xing paused and sighed with a sense of accomplishment:
"After reaching this stage, my skin and flesh should be almost the same as those of the legendary human immortals, but I am missing the muscles and bones that serve as the backbone to support the skin and flesh.
Therefore, I call this state the empty fairy bag.
Hey, even if you have the word "immortal", it's just an empty skin, it's not enough, it's not enough..."
Xu Xing raised his head and looked into the distance with a faint tone.
Lu Zhu said with emotion:
"No matter what, there is a fairy after all."
He looked at Xu Xing's face and said sincerely:
"Congratulations to Brother Xu, my long-cherished wish finally has a glimmer of light."
Xu Xing lowered his head, looked at his hands, recalled everything he had experienced over the years, and felt quite moved, and just sighed:
"Yes, we finally see the light of day and the future is in sight."
After sighing for a moment, Xu Xing immediately calmed down, looked at Qi Jiguang's Zen room first, then looked at the mountain behind, and said:
"Qi Jiguang was injured by Zhu Laolong's fist. It's normal that Li Shen couldn't heal him well. After all, he is not a master yet."
"You mean..."
Lu Zhu raised his eyebrows, while Xu Xing nodded and wrote lightly:
"I have a way."
(End of chapter)