I am about to die of old age, and I have awakened the character of longevity.

Chapter 82: Heavy Mountain Knife, done!

The probability of success is almost 100%... in the near future!
Xie An was really shocked by this.

After swinging the sword tens of thousands of times in half a month, Xie An deeply felt the power of the Chongshan Sword.

If he could master the Chongshan Knife, it would undoubtedly provide Xie An with a huge guarantee.

In troubled times, strength is far more valuable than gold and silver.

No matter how wealthy a businessman is, if he does not have enough warriors to guard his home, he will be nothing more than a fat sheep in the eyes of gangsters.

Xie An quickly stood up and took a step back, then bowed and said, "This Jingjin Pill is too expensive. I cannot accept it."

click!
Wei Dian stood up and forced the box towards Xie An. "I told you to take it, so take it. My Xueling lineage has finally produced a talent with the potential to master the Chongshan Blade. If I, as the incense master, don't give you a push, then what's the difference between me and Fang Baiyu?"

Xie An held the small box in his hand, yet it felt as heavy as Mount Tai. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.

Wei Dian sat down again: "I won't hide it from you. If I didn't have so little time left, I would never have been willing to give it to you. If you really feel bad about it, then practice the Chongshan Blade well. And defeat Fang Baiyu."

Press Fang Baiyu?

Xie An was a little confused.

Wei Dian seemed to see Xie An's confusion and suddenly laughed, "You may not know this. Fang Baiyu has been practicing Chongshan Dao for more than 20 years, but he is not as lucky as me and has not been able to obtain the master's Jingjin Pill. He still hasn't mastered Chongshan Dao!"
This is probably the only thing that makes me, Wei Dian, better than that bastard.

Now, even my subordinate Zhi is trying to master the Heavy Mountain Blade. Wouldn’t that make him so angry that he would spit blood? Hahahaha."

It was the first time Xie An saw Wei Dian so excited, and he thought that Wei Dian really hated Fang Baiyu...

After a long while, Wei Dian slowly regained his composure. "It's raining today. Training for too long will harm your body. You should go back. Use the principles of internal breathing and take the Jingjin pills. Within a few months, you will be able to make the Chongshan Knife."

After saying this, Wei Dian turned sideways and stopped looking at Xie An, signaling Xie An to leave.

Xie An looked at the desolate figure, then at the heavy red box in his hand.

Even though Xie An was over fifty years old, he could not help being moved.

"Thank you, Master Xiang."

After leaving the villa, Xie An went to the medicinal bath room to get a bowl of tiger meat soup.

According to Xie An's treatment, he could receive a bowl of tiger meat soup worth eighty taels every two months to use for breaking through the barriers and refining his flesh.

While picking up the medicine, Xie An asked the shopkeeper whether he had heard of the corpse poison pill, whether there was an antidote, etc.

The shopkeeper, who was in charge of the pharmacy, was naturally well versed in pharmacology. He immediately said, "The Corpse Poison Pill is the Corpse Refining Hall's unique poison, extremely toxic with no antidote. Anyone poisoned will have their skin turn black, and then their entire body will begin to fester, especially on the face, which will be extremely festering. Eventually, pus and blood will ooze out and they will die."

Xie An felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.

Corpse poison pill...an extremely poisonous substance with no antidote.

The whole body is festering...

No wonder Wei Dian always wears a hat.

Not wanting others to see his ugly appearance was a small matter; what was more important was that he felt sad and was afraid that life would be worse than death.

Under such circumstances, Wei Dian still occasionally laughed and managed to live strong...

It’s already extremely difficult!
……

It was already noon when we returned to the villa in Xueling in the rain.

Xie An closed the gate of the villa, returned to his room, then sat down cross-legged and practiced the fetal breathing technique to complete the closed loop of internal breathing. Only after finding this feeling did he begin to practice the heavy mountain sword.

Stab forward, chop horizontally, and cut vertically.

When it was about an inch away from the ground, he put away the knife and stopped.

This time, the force of the sword did not completely dissipate.

Inches away, cut down.

A crack as big as a small snake was cut into the ground, which was much larger than the previous earthworm-sized crack.

"The Xiang Master is right! The secret of internal breathing is the same as the sword-suppressing technique. Back then, Meng Hu spent twenty years practicing health-preserving exercises just to master the secret of internal circulation. And I have a longevity temperament, so I mastered internal circulation in less than two years!"

Thinking of this, Xie An sighed.

Even a big shot like Meng Hu spent twenty years to discover the secret of internal breathing.

In less than two years...

The longevity character is so terrifying!
There is really no gap without comparison.

Fortunately, Xie An was not very interested in the longevity character at one point, but he didn't expect... this cheat to be so awesome!

Xie An hurriedly continued to practice.

Progress, yes.

But not big.

Xie An finally understood what Wei Dian said: After mastering the secret of internal breathing, it will take three years and there is a 50% chance of success.

Xie An had an estimate of the reason: it was probably because his martial arts foundation was too weak. Even if he mastered the trick of the knife-pressing technique, it would still require years of accumulation.

If you want to master it in the near future, you need...Jingjin Pills!

After weighing the pros and cons, Xie An took out the red box and opened it.

A emerald green pill exudes a strong medicinal fragrance. Just smelling it makes people feel refreshed.

However, Xie An was still cautious and asked Liang Zhi to find two mice. He scraped some powder from the pills with a dagger, soaked it in water to dissolve it, and then let the two mice eat it separately.

Squeak, squeak, squeak. After eating it, the mouse became noticeably more excited, and its hands and feet became more agile.

"The effect is indeed the same as what the incense master said..."

The next morning, Xie An got up early to check on the two tied mice. They showed no signs of illness.

Xie An asked Liang Zhi to find a cat.

Then untie the rope that tied the mouse.

Meow! !

When the cat saw the mouse, it immediately pounced on it like crazy.

It is a cat's nature to catch mice, and mice can't escape it no matter what.

But this time it's different.

squeak squeak.

The two mice had become incredibly agile, their movements smooth and swift, making it impossible for the cat to catch them. It felt like they were being toyed with.

"Jingjin Pills are indeed a precious medicine!"

Xie An no longer hesitated, took out the box and swallowed the remaining pills.

Gulu.

After swallowing the pill, as it was digested, an indescribable power surged in Xie An's body.

Initially, this power was concentrated in Xie An's stomach. Then, like fireworks exploding, it spread throughout his body. Xie An clearly felt a huge increase in his body's agility.

There really is a subtle feeling of being able to control every inch of power.

"It's really mysterious. Let me try the Heavy Mountain Knife!"

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After the winter came, the cold air poured down from the 800-li Dayin Mountain, and heavy snow fell continuously.

Xie An's life became peaceful again. He took care of the black market business in Xueling at night, and went to Wei Dian's villa in his gang to practice the heavy mountain sword during the day, regardless of wind or snow.

Although the days are boring, they are different from the previous half month.

There was no progress in the first half month.

In the past half month, Xie An's Chongshan Knife skills have been improving every day. Whenever he encounters something wrong, Wei Dian will step forward and give him guidance, just like a master guiding his apprentice.

On this day, Xie An practiced fetal breathing in seclusion in the Black Market Villa for a whole night, and opened his eyes in the early morning of the next day.

A faint divine light emerged in his eyes.

Five Animal Exercises: Cultivating Internal Qi (48/100)

[Fetal Breathing Technique: Divine Light Appears (7/1000)]

[Remaining Years: 35]

"The fetal breathing technique has improved by seven points, which is quite a bit of progress. The internal breathing technique of fetal breathing has also reached full perfection. The internal Qi cultivation of the Five Animal Exercises has also improved by ten points, and my Qi perception has improved even further. Perhaps... it's time."

Xie An walked slowly into the yard and picked up a forty-jin broadsword.

After more than a month of practicing swordsmanship, Xie An is now very calm.

There was no excitement, nor was there much anxiety.

Clang.

Draw the knife.

He raised his hand and thrust forward, and the wind began to rise.

Turn and chop horizontally, the wind whistles.

With a powerful vertical slash, the blade suddenly stopped an inch from the ground. The wind had died down and everything was silent.

Well, that's the feeling.

Then, Xie An's knife fell.

Release the power at a distance of one inch!

Boom!

Suddenly, like thunder, the ground exploded. Thousands of blades unleashed a torrent of energy, slashing a massive crack across the ground. The brickwork exploded, shattering into pieces. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and a fierce wind blew.

Compared with the knife-suppressing skill that Wei Dian showed at the beginning, it is much more fierce.

Xie An let out a long sigh, his eyes smiling.

"This is the Chongshan Knife's ultimate skill. This is the first level of Chongshan Knife! It's truly the supreme martial art of the Tiger and Wolf Sect. It's truly extraordinary."

Although he was still one step away from the Flesh Realm, Xie An's single-arm strength lift had already reached an astonishing 1,200 kilograms. Combined with his heavy mountain blade, Xie An was absolutely confident... within the White Jade Hall, he had few rivals.

However, Xie An was not arrogant. He knew very well that he had achieved such success thanks to Wei Dian.

"If Xiangzhu knew this, he would be very relieved."

Xie An changed his clothes and hurried out.

(End of this chapter)