Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 69 Uninvited Guest

Fang Jun noticed that although Chu Tianshu closed his eyes at first, his eyeballs were obviously moving and he couldn't stay still.

His breathing was as fast as an arrow, showing his strong physique, but also revealed his rapidity.

After about three minutes, his eyelids calmed down and stopped moving.

Each breath was drawn out thick and long, and the breathing sound was still obvious.

But it wasn't that kind of rapid breathing, but more like...

Fang Jun thought about it.

Yes, like a draft!
Even for the wind, it would take some time to pass through a heavy and solid palace.

When the wind flowed through Chu Tianshu's body, it was like passing through a hall.

The sound of the wind was retained by this hall and was delayed for more than two minutes.

The breathing method of "seeking success quickly" requires a quiet mind like sitting firmly in a golden palace.

Chu Tianshu began to feel the movement of his internal organs and muscles again.

The heartbeat is like a slow and solemn war drum, the stomach and intestines are like faintly vibrating horns, and the lungs, spleen, kidneys, etc. all seem to have a sound like heavy clouds and fog.

In the past, whether it was the rumbling of the stomach or the thundering of the heartbeat, they were actually very different from real thunder.

It's not just the loudness that's vastly different, it's the timbre that's different.

Whether it's the growling of your stomach or the beating of your heart, they're actually too monotonous.

When the sound of thunder and lightning is usually recorded in words, it seems to be just a short bang.

However, the connection between thunderclouds and the earth, the signs before the power is turned on, and the impact after the power is turned on.

These combined together are the thunder that the ancients felt in nature.

Thunder can be divided into loud thunder and muffled thunder.

The loud thunder certainly shakes the world, but the rapid movement of wind and clouds and the changing color of the sky and earth that accompany the muffled thunder also represent a majestic and imposing aura.

On a typhoon day, the sky was already dark before the heavy rain came.

Dark clouds hung in the distant sky and thunder rumbled.

As Chu Tianshu listened to the voice in his body, this scene emerged in his mind.

Immerse yourself in the scene, the scene is within you!
He stimulated his internal organs, and every time he exerted force, it was like a storm of wind and thunder in his body.

Compared to the real wind and thunder of heaven and earth, this is too humble and insignificant, but the shock to one's soul is almost the same.

The path of eating for immortality, the boxing method of training internal organs, is a process that focuses more on emotions than the other two paths.

Some boxers have achieved great success on this path, but it is only a physical achievement, not an achievement of will and emotion, so they have not yet grasped the true meaning.

Human emotions are ever-changing, and times have changed, making them difficult to reproduce. However, after mastering the art of eating to become an immortal, one must be able to replicate one's own emotions.

Use a set of inherent changes in the internal organs to influence mood, so that the complex aggregate of emotions becomes the driving force behind fists and feet.

This complex, yet definitely strong, aggregate of emotions that can be used repeatedly is called "boxing intention."

At this moment, Chu Tianshu couldn't tell whether he was practicing the breathing method in boxing or the visualization method in magic.

He didn't even think about distinguishing it, but just immersed himself in this feeling wholeheartedly.

Wherever the wind and thunder pass, the body is filled with a fresh and lively smell, and the electricity purifies the blood and promotes vitality.

Thunder and lightning! Fight the typhoon!

Conflicting, yet intense, emotions were brewing in his heart.

Fang Jun didn't know what Chu Tianshu was feeling at the moment.

But when he heard the sound in Chu Tianshu's body, it seemed as if his ears changed from hearing the wind to hearing thunder.

The thunder was so faint that it sounded like it was more than ten kilometers away, but when it reached here, it was already very low and light.

But it really does sound like thunder.

"Are you in the zone already?"

Fang Jun thought silently in his heart, feeling a little emotional.

He had long seen that Chu Tianshu was a genius who cultivated both sex and life. Telekinesis and magic were sex, and boxing and martial arts were life.

People like this are rare, but Fang Jun didn't make a fuss about it.

Throughout history, there have been many great figures who did not practice both the body and soul cultivation, but whose cultivation was extremely profound.

Practicing both sex and life simply makes life and combat more convenient.

Fang Jun was truly surprised by Chu Tianshu's current state of training.

In just these few days, they have experienced so many things, and their minds are inevitably a little confused and need to be relieved, which is not suitable for cultivation.

But Chu Tianshu was touched by Yin Fengxin and tried his best to treat him.

You will soon be able to clear your mind of distractions and devote your whole body to practicing.

New and old things, even multiple events happening at the same time, do not feel cluttered.

You can go deep when you need to, and when you move on to other things, you won't be bothered by previous things.

This is what it looks like to be able to accomplish great things.

"At first, I was just trying to guard against an antique thief, but I never expected to meet such a friend."

Fang Jun also found it quite interesting, smiled, and went out to make a phone call. Chu Tianshu practiced for more than four hours before turning off the machine.

He was tormented by the electricity, but he didn't sweat at all. His clothes were dry, but his skin was very hot and red.

"It's time to practice."

Chu Tianshu pulled off the patches, hot air coming out of his mouth. He still sat on the chair, and his fingers were like swords, slashing in the air.

Four vertical and five horizontal, nine-word mantra!

For a normal sorcerer, the main thing to focus on is the effect of the spell. As for the body, it is just to regulate the qi and blood, and maintain health at the same time.

But for those who practice both life and death like the founder.

The more his physical strength boils and the stronger his physique is, the better the effect of using the "Zongheng Secret Blessing" to restore his mental power will be.

Chu Tianshu concentrated his attention, combining his surging vitality and vigorous thoughts with the changes in his hand gestures. His body temperature began to drop and his red skin slowly recovered.

He went upstairs and found Yin Fengxin reading a book.

Use the TV as background music, and when the screen shows something interesting, watch TV again.

"Where is the painting?"

Chu Tianshu called out, "Let me take another look."

Yin Fengxin agreed readily, returned to his bedroom, and quickly took out the painting.

Chu Tianshu took the scroll and seemed to be admiring it, but in fact he was pouring his mental power into it again.

The scroll still did not respond, and no words appeared as expected.

This time he drank for a full five minutes, and only stopped after estimating his losses.

Yin Fengxin looked at him for a long time without saying anything, and suddenly asked, "Brother Chu, do you like this painting very much?"

Chu Tianshu came back to his senses and smiled: "Yes, it has a very magical charm."

Yin Fengxin lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "Then I'll give it to you."

Chu Tianshu was surprised and said, "This is what your mother left behind."

"What my mother really treasures is that piece of jade."

Yin Fengxin shook his head and smiled. "I don't know how to appreciate paintings. This thing has been gathering dust under my bed. I might as well give it to someone who truly loves it."

Chu Tianshu felt that even though he had rested for a day, he became even more pessimistic.

“Calligraphy and painting are the easiest things to share.”

Chu Tianshu said, "Leave it with you. I can see it if I want."

Yin Fengxin smiled and said, "Then you can take it first. Anyway, we'll live here soon. We can talk about it later."

Chu Tianshu put down the scroll and rolled up his sleeves.

"Okay, come, I'll give you another injection."

Yin Fengxin's eyes changed slightly, he swallowed, and sat down on the sofa stiffly.

In fact, in the past half month, he found that he seemed to be unable to feel pain much. When he worked overtime in the company, he sometimes bumped into the corner of the table, but he didn't feel it very obviously.

But Chu Tianshu's needle...

"what!!"

Fang Jun went out for a while, and when he came back, he just heard Yin Fengxin's screams.

He listened.

Hmm, the rhythm is very familiar. It seems that nothing happened. I am just getting an injection.

The following week.

Chu Tianshu prescribes medicine, practices martial arts, and gives acupuncture every day.

But when eating, the three of them would get together to watch TV.

Chu Tianshu likes to watch martial arts dramas, Fang Jun likes to watch fashion dramas, and Yin Fengxin watches everything and can treat anything as a workplace drama.

The three of them became more and more familiar with each other, and Yin Fengxin was gradually able to sleep for eight hours.

Chu Tianshu was more confident in his prescription and estimated that in ten days or so, he would be able to pull him back from the critical condition. In the future, if he prescribed medicine for him regularly, he should be able to get better.

It's that painting.

He originally placed some hope on the painting, but even after infusing it with telekinesis every day, there was still no response.

Li Shizhen wrote books and passed them on to the public. If it was a simple medical book, even if it involved some spiritual practice, it would not be hidden so carefully.

Chu Tianshu is now suspicious.

Are there some poison techniques hidden here that are particularly effective and easy to spread?
Fang Jun had completed two small tasks in the past few days, and only today did he talk to Chu Tianshu about the ghost-raising playing cards.

"The pulp made from the bark of the dark locust tree can be delivered in seven days if ordered to order. This is mainly because the quantity I need is small enough."

Fang Jun looked at the setting sun and said, "I'll go get it later. I think I'll be back before the sun sets completely."

Chu Tianshu didn't care and just said, "Don't bring glutinous rice dumplings for dinner tonight, change the taste."

However, just half an hour after Fang Jun left, Chu Tianshu felt a subtle change in the atmosphere in the house.

It was strange, like the smell of broken willow branches.

(End of this chapter)