Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

Xuanying asked, "If you want to improve your Force, everyone can practice Tongjin Liangu, but unfortunately the progress is slow. I heard that Cangmu Country has some magical skills that can quickly improve the realm. What method do you use?"

The old woman said, "It seems that you know a lot, but you'd better not ask too many questions. Liu Dazhuang is not dead yet. Maybe they will find this place soon."

Xuanying couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you let me kill him?"

"I heard that this guy is related to Zhong Zhaokui, the eldest disciple of the Golden Blade and Black Sword. If you kill him, Zhong Zhaokui will definitely come over. His abilities are much more powerful than Zhao Xiantong's!"

Xuanying didn't say anything.

The old woman snorted and said, "I see you don't have much ability, but you have a bad temper!"

Xuanying still didn't speak.

The old woman paused for a while and then continued, "This method was taught to me by a strange man, who didn't even tell me what it was called. It helps you stimulate the Qi Sea acupoints and use external force to break through the barriers to improve your Force realm. But he also said that this method consumes a lot of energy and is not suitable for everyone. Whether it will work for you depends on your luck."

There was a clanging sound, and she seemed to be looking for something in the box. As she searched, she said, "My method of improving the Force realm is a little special. It may be painful during the process, but you must remember not to move around, and you must not resist. You need to remember this."

Xuanying thought, no matter how uncomfortable it was, could it be as uncomfortable as not having a grain of rice for four or five days and being so hungry that your chest was touching your back? Could it be as uncomfortable as being caught by a slave trader and having his back whipped? Could it be as uncomfortable as being a slave in Jiaoshan and not having enough food to eat and having to dig tens of thousands of kilograms of black iron ore every day?

So he said, "You can do whatever you want. I won't move an inch."

The old woman said, "That's good. If you put up a bit of resistance, all your efforts will be wasted. Your Qi Sea will be damaged and it will be difficult to store the Force anymore."

Xuanying thought to himself, you old man are so nagging. Since I said I won’t move, I will definitely not move at all. You keep nagging me all the time and the whole day is about to pass.

The old woman stopped talking and walked towards him, having found what she needed.

Xuanying noticed that she was walking behind him, and he reached out and touched the center of his spinal joint on his back. Then he kept alternating his thumb and index finger up and down, as if counting the number of spinal joints in his back.

When it came to the sixth time, he kept his thumb and index finger pressed firmly and rubbed lightly at the joint gap. Then he injected a strange energy into it, which caused a tingling sensation, neither uncomfortable nor painful.

Just as he was wondering what she was doing, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the place where she was holding him. She had pierced an iron needle as thick as a hairpin into the joint of his spine. It was like a stream of red-hot molten iron was injected, fiercely burning his flesh and bones.

Xuanying trembled all over, but he did not scream. Instead, he gritted his teeth and held on. His whole body was covered in cold sweat.

The old woman seemed a little nervous, and her hands trembled uncontrollably when she touched Xuanying's body. Then she inserted a needle five inches above Xuanying's sternum and three inches below his lower abdomen.

Xuanying's breathing became rapid and he almost fainted from the pain.

Suddenly, streams of strange energy came from the three iron needles, rushing left and right in his body, and little by little gathered into the vast sea of ​​chaotic energy.

Not long after, the strange energy roamed and spread in his chaotic energy sea, and the originally gloomy and narrow chaotic energy sea became much wider and brighter...

Drops of sweat from Xuanying's face and nose dripped onto his shirt's chest. His clothes on the front and back were already soaked with sweat from the pain, almost like they had been rained on.

The method the old woman used on him seemed to be extremely time-consuming, and he didn't know when it would end. The severe pain in his back, chest, and lower abdomen made him feel like he was living a life worse than death. This was the kind of physical pain he had never experienced before.

At this time, he thought of his parents and sister, and the more than one thousand lives of the Xuan Sect clan on Lixuan Island... No matter how great the pain was, it seemed that it was just that.

The strange energy transmitted to the old woman's body by the three iron needles was colliding in her own chaotic energy sea. Suddenly, a voice came to her ears - "Open the door quickly, open the door, the Golden Sword Gate is searching for the murderer!"

Although the sound was not loud, it was like a sharp cone, piercing Xuanying's ears fiercely. The people from the Golden Sword Sect were coming!

The old woman obviously heard their voices, and her hands shook slightly. She didn't say anything, and she intensified the transfer of strange energy into Xuanying's body, and her breathing became obviously faster.

There was a loud "bang" and the door was kicked open. Then there were the sounds of footsteps and the clattering of bronze armor, and the bronze-armored soldiers rushed into the house.

One of them said fiercely: "Search carefully, the guy has entered these houses and he won't go far!" It was Zhao Xiantong, the Jinwei of the Purple Feather Army of Jinyang City.

The old woman's hands trembled more violently, and her breathing became more rapid. She still didn't speak, and it seemed that she had reached the critical moment of practicing the Qigong.

But the people from the Golden Sword Sect happened to search here at this time. Although Xuanying was always brave, he couldn't help but become nervous and scared, and his heart started beating fast.

He could feel that strange energy was rushing violently in his chaotic sea of ​​qi, but there seemed to be an invisible wall in the middle of the sea of ​​qi, blocking the energy and preventing it from passing into the strange space on the other side of the sea of ​​qi.

The strange energy kept hitting the wall, over and over again... However, the wall was very solid and could not be easily knocked down.

There were ping-pong sounds coming from outside, as the Golden Sword Sect members were smashing tables, chairs, boxes, and other items. An old man pleaded, "Military officers, please spare me. I really didn't harbor a murderer."

A soldier said viciously: "Bullshit! Someone said that they saw a man with a black face entering your house. If you didn't hide him, then who did it?!" Then there was a thud, and the honest man seemed to be kicked down by the soldier.

The old man cried, "General, spare me, I have been at home all day, and I have never seen anyone with a black face come in... You smashed all my things, how can I live..." He cried louder and louder, from low sobs to loud sobs. Xuanying heard it clearly in the next room.

Fortunately, Zhao Xiantong and his men had just broken into the next door, Xuanying couldn't help thinking. He could already feel the strange energy that the old woman had transmitted to his body gradually weakening, but the wall in the sea of ​​​​chaotic energy was still there, and had not been knocked down.