He is truly the Tai Sui God on earth

Chapter 60 Golden Sword Force

The blood-mortise golden body is the secret initiation ceremony of the Vajra Sect.

Only direct disciples are qualified to undergo this test. First, they have to use a medicinal bath to stimulate the blood vessels, so that the recipient's qi and blood will flourish. Then, they use their palms as knives to cut into the vital points of their body, allowing them to experience the ultimate meaning of life and death.

"To put it simply, before you can chop others, you must first learn to be chopped."

While helping Du Wuyi treat the wounds on his body, senior brother Li Zhiyuan sighed.

"Back then, I only managed eighteen blows before falling unconscious. Yin Shuang was a bit better, managing twenty-two. As for you, Senior Brother Cheng..."

"Don't mention me. I fainted after the third cut."

The senior brother whom Du Wuyi didn't know quickly waved his hand.

"And back then, the rules weren't as strict as they are now. When I was going through the Blood-Tensioned Golden Body Formation, Master only used a medicinal bath and then made a few cuts on me... How come the initiation process has become so extreme now, even using the liver of a virago?"

"The liver... of a pila fish?"

Du Wuyi spoke weakly.

So this is what he just ate?
"The Piluo fish is very difficult to catch and very rare. You have to go far north along the Qishui River and into the Shiwan Mountains to catch it."

Seeing that Du Wuyi was confused, Li Zhiyuan began to explain.

"And the rarest part of this virago is its liver. It can enhance a person's five senses for a period of time, making them sharper and more alert... Of course, this is only its positive side. As for the negative side, you already know it."

"what……"

Du Wuyi sighed.

I did know that, and even knew it through personal experience. In addition to the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and tongue, the pain that was enhanced was also felt throughout the body.

It was as if right now, there were only twenty-four wounds on his body, but the pain from each wound was as if he were being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

"It's a good thing."

It was at this time that the unknown Senior Brother Cheng spoke.

"It is because of these painful experiences that you will always remember which parts of the body will definitely die if cut. Similarly, it is because of this knowledge that you will remember where to cut others when you go to cut them."

"..."

Du Wuyi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

But what Senior Brother Cheng said was indeed reasonable, and Du Wuyi himself could feel it. In fact, when the third knife was swung down, Du Wuyi had already realized that this was not a fatal disaster.

It’s just because the old man’s attack was too precise.

He said the blade would penetrate three inches, but the depth of the cut was only two inches. He said seven points of penetration, but it would only penetrate six points into the flesh. Every time, the blade would precisely grazed the edge of death, but each cut would not actually kill him.

This can even be said to be an extremely careful teaching.

Only someone with extremely strong abilities can do this and teach carefully.

"Is this... strong?"

Du Wuyi's hands trembled unconsciously.

"It turns out... people can actually be this strong!"

Du Wu clenched his fists subconsciously.

But he was slapped on the forehead by his senior brother Yin Shuang.

"Don't move. How can I bandage your wound if you move?"

After being reminded by his senior brother Yin Shuang, Du Wuyi stopped thinking about it for the time being. He simply relaxed his body and let his senior brothers do what they wanted.

Perhaps because they were good at using their bodies as weapons, several senior brothers were surprisingly experienced in treating wounds caused by such sharp blades.

In just a short while, all the vital parts of Du Wuyi's body had been bandaged, and it didn't even affect his normal activities.

"The special medicine made by the Diamond Sect will not leave you with scars."

Li Zhiyuan patted Du Wuyi on the shoulder again.

"This is also for the sake of your future whereabouts, so that no one can see through you at a glance... But you must remember the location of these wounds, and remember the pain you endured today."

"……it is good."

Du Wuyi, who was extremely tired, nodded slowly.

After being stabbed so many times and bleeding for half a day, Du Wuyi was already on the verge of breaking his limit, both physically and mentally. But now was not the time to rest.

The medicinal effect of the virago liver was still there, and at least his hearing and eyesight were still sharp.

And the thin old man never rested either.

"Go ahead, Master is waiting for you."

As he said this, senior brother Li Zhiyuan pushed Du Wuyi on the back.

This also made Du Wuyi cry out in pain again.

This time, the three brothers did not go over. After all, the initiation ceremony was over, and the next step was the time to teach and receive instruction.

Following the path he had just been carried back, Du Wuyi walked all the way into the backyard of the King Kong Gate.

In the backyard of the Vajra Gate, the thin old man was still standing there, his wide robe and sleeves fluttering in the wind.

But this is not a fairy-like scene, simply because the atmosphere exuded by the old man in front of him is too solemn.

Even though the old man didn't deliberately target anything, the moment Du Wuyi walked into the backyard, he felt the sensation of a sharp knife at his neck again.

However, after taking a deep breath, Du Wuyi still stepped forward.

"Remember everything?"

The old man didn't even look at Du Wuyi, but just lowered his head and stared at his skinny hands.

However, after being reminded by his senior brothers, Du Wuyi understood what the old man was asking about.

"I remember everything."

Du Wuyi nodded slightly, but the wound on his throat felt a sharp pain.

The pain of being cut into pieces again deepened his impression.

"Well."

The old man nodded slightly.

"Next, I will teach you the Golden Blade Style."

Golden Knife Power.

Du Wuyi remembered this name.

The first time I saw this name was when I just started learning. Among my two senior brothers, apart from the "Eight Vajra Styles", the most eye-catching one was the "Golden Sword Style".

And now, he finally got to see the true face of this superior martial art.

"Since you want to learn the Golden Blade Style, you must first understand what style is."

Having said this, the thin old man raised his hand.

“The force that is drawn in but not yet released is called momentum.”

The old man raised his right hand, but did not move.

But at this moment, Du Wuyi suddenly felt a tremendous pressure.

It was like a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe, or like a knife had cut into his throat, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

You can't move, you absolutely can't move. Your body's survival instinct is frantically sounding the alarm.

Simply because, the moment he moved, he would inevitably be killed by the blade.

But he didn't know where the blade would come from. Up? Down? Left? Right?
A blade may come from every direction, and a blade may cut from every angle.

In just a moment, Du Wuyi's brain was already in chaos under the pressure.

However, it was at this time.

The old man's right hand moved.

　I got up late, so I'll update two chapters for now. There will be three more chapters at night. Also, I got confused while writing, so I posted these two chapters in the wrong order. If you see them in reverse order, please refresh.

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