I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 63: A transformation of the mysterious skill, eating clouds and drinking air, one becomes an immortal
"Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills, if not the best in the world, at least it's among the best, right?"

"So, how should we practice?"

Zhou Mu was huddled alone in the training room at the backyard of the martial arts gym, looking worried.

difficult.

too difficult.

Don't be fooled by his amazing speed in practicing standing meditation and breathing techniques.

But in the final analysis, it was also because I had practiced the [Yuanshi Yin-Yang Sutra] before and experienced the baptism of the illusory Bodhi tree, and then practicing those superficial methods, it was a natural result.

"How about opening a place for enlightenment?"

Zhou Mu glanced at the remaining 399 Xiao Gong and gave up the idea.

"The matter of hunting monsters is imminent."

He understood clearly that his master did not allow killing because of that "inheritance". But the problem came.

Which is more important, inheritance or merit?

Don't even think about it!
That is the merit of Heaven!

Shaking his head to get rid of all the messy thoughts, Zhou Mu tried to study the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.
This method is too mysterious, but it also has a "shortcut".

"Eighty-Nine Mysterious Arts, at least the first four turns do not involve the Great Mystery, purely physical training, the seventy-two infinite transformations, etc., are things that come after the fourth turn."

"Integrate the military into the body."

Zhou Mu stared at the "shortcut" described in the Eight-Nine Profound Art, which was to "melt" or "eat" the magic weapons of the corresponding level.

Turn the magic of magic weapons and precious weapons into the magic of your own body, and turn the strength of magic weapons and precious weapons into the strength of your own body!
The first thing he thought of was the endless amount of magical weapons and treasures waiting to be redeemed in the Heavenly Treasury.

But the problem arises again - the lowest grade magic weapon that can be exchanged is at least at the level of a heavenly soldier, which is equivalent to the Jiayin Lumberjack Axe!
I can't eat this kind of magic weapon!
The first turn of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, according to its description, will strengthen the body and make it invincible once you get started, and will be able to sweep away the internal energy once you have mastered it.
Once it is fully developed, there will be no rivals among the great medicines. If it is perfect, you can stand there and allow hundreds or thousands of great medicines to attack you without damaging your skin or flesh!
When the first transformation is complete, the physical body is tougher than the magic weapons at the strength level!
If you want to take a 'shortcut', you need to swallow magic weapons at the strength level, the more the better.

"Where can I find a magic weapon with strength?"

"Aren't all weapons of strength level ordinary weapons? Magical weapons of this level are probably even rarer than immortal weapons."

Maybe I can go back to the dark alley to find out what's going on and ask Sister Bai.
Zhou Mu calmed down and carefully comprehended the contents of the first turn of Eight-Nine Profound Art. Although it was profound, it was only the first turn after all, the entry point to the entry point.

Soon I understood most of it.

In addition, since I have reached the limit of my internal strength, practicing it will be easy for me.

"I have been taught the secrets of immortality, and I am different from the Taoists;"

"It may be mountains, water, or madness; it may be gold, treasure, copper, or iron;"

"It may be a phoenix, a flying bird, a dragon, a tiger, or a real lion"

He silently recited the formula, and tried to follow the tricks of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to disperse his own vigorous Qi and blood, and dissolve it into his skin, tendons, bones, blood and flesh.
The vast amount of blood and energy that was almost enough to form a blood and energy smoke was rapidly consumed, but Zhou Mu did not feel bad.

He found that as his Qi and blood melted away and as the Eight or Nine Wonders came to an end, his body's strength was skyrocketing.

Time passed little by little, until it was getting dark.

Zhou Mu's strong energy and blood returned to normal, and his body was filled with the color of gold and iron.

"This is not cultivation, it's more like transferring my cultivation to the cultivation of Eight-Nine Profound Arts."

"In this way, it has achieved a small success."

A smile broke out on his face. He had achieved a small success in his cultivation, which corresponded to his internal strength. However, he was definitely stronger than he was before he switched to practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art!
It is much more powerful.

Stretch out your right hand and gather strength with your left arm to launch a shot.

‘Buzz! ! ’

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out. Zhou Mu clenched his fist, and a tiny explosion of air stirred up the wind. He felt the terrifying power in his body, especially his own blood essence, which had increased several times!
The original number of blood essences, which was several thousand, has now skyrocketed to five thousand, and the quality of the blood essences has also skyrocketed.
He tried to force out a drop of blood essence, and saw it falling from his fingertips and landing on the ground, but it made a "dong" sound!
It was like a fist-sized stone falling to the ground.

"Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills, the body becomes holy."

Zhou Mu was excited, but he did not stop practicing. After he stopped practicing Qi and blood and started practicing Xuan Gong, the effects of Zhuang Gong and breathing method were minimal.

But the Fuyao skill is enhanced in disguise.
What increases exponentially is no longer the energy and blood, but the strength of the body!
When Zhou Mu practiced the Fuyao technique, he could clearly feel that his physical strength doubled again, rising to a higher level!
He walked to the weapon rack nearby, grabbed a steel knife, closed his eyes, and poked his eyelids with the steel knife!
‘Clang! ’

The steel knife was cracked, but the eyelid was not injured.

"A wonderful method, a wonderful method."

Zhou Mu felt refreshed, since he had opened a line in the barrier between his soul and body.

The stronger the body, the stronger the soul; the stronger the soul, the stronger the body.
He switched to practicing Eight-Nine Profound Arts, and now his body was as hard as diamond, and his soul had also grown dramatically!

"This is just the beginning, just one turn!"

"Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, each turn is a world of difference."

"According to the Mysterious Art, the first turn is still among ordinary people, the fourth turn can kill immortals, and if it reaches the ninth turn, you can fight the Great Sage with your bare fists and tear the ancient Buddha apart with your bare hands!"

"Mage soldier, Mage soldier! If you don't take the shortcut, you are a bastard!"

Zhou Mu was extremely excited, but he did not lose his mind. He took a few deep breaths and sat down cross-legged again.

"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills are not just for training the physical body. There are also 108 methods and 72 changes to follow."

He turned to study the "Bigu Technique", one of the seventy-two immortal arts he had just learned.
Recall what Jade Ding Zhenren said and described.

"Bigu is one of the immortal arts, not the ordinary fasting that people talk about."

"The art of fasting is to eat clouds and air, drink light and wind. It is the foundation of immortality. In this way, one will not be contaminated by the filth of grains or the worldly affairs, and will keep the body pure, like glass."

This Qigong Immortal Technique is the simplest of the 72 Techniques, and is also one of the few that can be practiced by those below the level of Heavenly Beings.

In just a few minutes, Zhou Mu had already mastered the art.

He pushed open the door of the practice room, looked up at the dusk above his head, and opened the pores all over his body, breathing in and out towards the sky.

Wisps of evening breeze, rays of sunset light, and traces of dusk were all drawn together and flowed into Zhou Mu's mouth and nose.

The feeling of hunger dissipated, and the tiny power of heaven and earth, the vitality of heaven and earth, etc. contained in the clouds, light, air, and wind,

He greedily absorbed all of them, transforming them into nourishment for his internal organs, replacing the whole grains.
Zhou Mu, bathed in the evening breeze, sunset glow, and dusk,
He looked like a banished immortal.

Feeling light-headed.

for a long time.

He was full, his body was clear and his bones felt light, so he stretched lazily:
"Let me ask Sister Bai first, about the matter of the magic soldiers?"

He looked at the completely setting sun, gazed at the rising moon, and the dark clouds that were spreading.

"never mind."

"Go earn merit first."

"Fire Hall"

Zhou Mu pursed his lips, his eyes dark and gloomy. He did not go to the front yard of the martial arts hall to retrieve the black wooden chariot, but jumped over the wall from the backyard and disappeared into the night.

"If everything goes well, I might be able to make a few thousand bucks tonight."

"Maybe, more?"

(End of this chapter)