I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

"Is this spiritual energy and true energy?"

Chu He's eyes flashed with surprise.

In his sight, he could see a little bit of light floating in the air, moving in and out of his body with his breathing.

A stream of air the size of a hair is formed in the body, flowing through the limbs and finally returning to the dantian.

Unlike the strength training realm, he could feel the explosive power of this true qi, which was very strong.

If he had the strength of a thousand pounds when he was at the ninth level of strength training, then when he just entered the level, he had the strength of two thousand pounds after the burst of true energy.

This is still a newly released product.

Ninth-grade bone forging, with 206 bones in his body, he hasn't tempered a single bone!

"If I strengthen all my bones, how strong will I be?"

"I think he's in the early stages of the eighth-grade tendon training phase, so he can fight!"

Chu He smelled the sour smell on his body and muttered to himself.

What kind of genius is it to fight against a higher level? I'm going to fight against a higher level!

As far as Chu He knew, the ninth level of bone forging mainly used the internal Qi to temper the body's 206 bones.

After being tempered through countless trials and tribulations, each bone can accommodate more true energy and unleash even greater power.

Of course, to advance to the eighth level of tendon refining, all 206 bones must be tempered, but most people practice the yellow-level skills, which can only temper the surface of the bones, and the result is stone bones.

Stone bones are the weakest, followed by iron bones, copper bones, gold bones and the legendary jade bones.

According to legend, once a person with icy skin and jade-like bones appears, no one can compete with him.

The "hundred bones" mentioned here refers to Yu Gu, who can fight against a hundred people of the same level.

Its combat power is terrifyingly strong!

Unfortunately, Chu He had never heard of any great figure or genius who had cultivated jade bones.

“And I have the opportunity…”

"To be that one in a million?"

After feeling the magic of entering the product, Chu He collected his thoughts and turned to observe the personal information panel.

Chu He: Jailer

【Area: Ground floor】

[Realm: Ninth Rank Early Stage]

[Bone Forging: 0/206 pieces (80/1000)]

[Kung Fu: "Turtle Breathing Technique" Perfected (/), "Three Styles of Mad Blade" Minor Success (500/1000), "A World Away at a Distance" Minor Success (0/1000), ...]

[Experience value: 0]

"It takes 1000 experience points to hammer a piece of bone?"

"Then if I want to cultivate to the eighth level of tendon refining, won't it take more than half a year?"

"Isn't this time too long?"

Chu He frowned secretly.

You should know that it took him less than half a month to go from being completely powerless to reaching the highest level.

It takes nearly a year to go from the ninth level of bone forging to the eighth level of tendon refining. Doesn't that mean the seventh level of blood transfusion will take years?

If this continues, when will he be able to become an immortal?

If other people heard this, they would probably jump up and down again and slap him hard in the face.

Looking back at the thousand-year history of Daqian, is there any genius who, after entering the rank, could break through the ninth rank and reach the eighth rank within a year?

And Chu He is not satisfied with this?

You're just pretending to be the coolest guy here!

"Forget it, forget about that for now. Let's go get some water outside and wash up first. I stink so much I can't stand it anymore."

That night, Chu He had a good dream. It was the first time he slept so comfortably since crossing over.

……

"Dangdang——"

"Number one hundred and one, Yu Wusun..."

The young jailer, carrying a food basket, slammed the iron bars with an iron spoon and shouted at the prisoners inside, "Come over quickly for your feast!"

Although the cells were lit with oil lamps, most of the cells were out of reach of the lights, and only the corridors were slightly bright.

From the darkness of the cell, a figure slowly crawled out.

Climb to the door of the fine iron cell.

He slowly raised his head, and under the flickering lights in the corridor, he saw a skinny and numb face.

The man's only remaining right hand had two fingers that were bent highly, and the remaining three gently lifted the food basket.

The man stared blankly at the delicious food and wine in the food basket, his nose twitching slightly.

He suddenly grabbed the roast chicken and started eating it. After a few bites, he picked up the wine beside him and drank it down.

The man hadn't eaten meat for a long time and ate too fast, so he didn't finish his meal in a moment.

He started coughing violently and then swallowed the wine and meat.

With a "wow" sound, he vomited all over the ground, accompanied by a foul and sour smell.

The young jailer couldn't stand the strange smell, so he spat and turned around and left quickly.

Whether it was the prisoner eating or the young jailer walking away.

No one noticed that at this moment there was a young figure standing quietly in the darkness in the distance.

Chu He looked at Yu Wusun in the cell, who ate and vomited, vomited and ate again, and a hint of sigh appeared in his eyes.

Yu Wusun was his seventh-page prisoner, and he still remembered what happened when Yu Wusun first came in.

The head of Yujiazhai, an eighth-level martial artist, was thrown here by the county government because of a conflict with a constable from the county government.

When he first came in, he had a strong back and waist, a voice like a bell, his muscles were taut, veins bulged under his skin, and he looked like a tough guy with a strong constitution.

Only half a month had passed, and he was already emaciated and tortured beyond recognition.

The six-foot-tall strong man now has very little flesh on his body.

One can imagine what kind of torture he went through during this period.

Chu He alone interrogated him five times.

"Alas, what a pity for this guy. He's not particularly evil, but he has no one behind him. The jailer he offended just happened to be the prince of a marquis who went there to gild himself..."

Chu He sighed secretly.

However, he couldn't take care of these things. Right now, he just had a little strength to save his life.

Chu He took a look and prepared to leave.

As a result, he had just taken a few steps when his feet stopped.

The figure in the prison could be seen from afar. He was lying next to the fine iron fence, motionless.

There was scattered wine and food, as well as vomit from before, all under him.

Chu He called out the "Purgatory Scripture" in his mind with a complicated expression, and saw that the seventh page had indeed dimmed.

"He choked to death? He didn't even get to enjoy the last sip of good food and wine..."

Chu He shook his head and walked towards the cell block C.

However, Chu He guessed that the Marquis's son had already planned to deal with this person.

Yu Wusun had a fortuitous encounter in his childhood, where he learned from a master and acquired a local-level palm technique and an enlightenment pill.

Yu Wusun ate the enlightenment pill himself, but the earth-level palm technique was something that made people jealous.

It's a pity that Yu Wusun was born in a poor family, had few resources, and had little interest in martial arts. After training for more than ten years, he barely reached the eighth level of strength training.

That's why he couldn't resist a "little" marquis or prince.

Ended up like this.

Thinking of this, Chu He secretly warned himself not to learn it.

After a day of inspection, Chu He took the opportunity to "rescue" two prisoners and "grab" the opportunity to interrogate the two prisoners. The experience points he gained just made up for the loss caused by Yu Wusun's death.

It was evening soon.

Chu He returned to his residence and opened the "Purgatory Heavenly Scripture".

Looking at the memories extracted after Yu Wusun's death, Chu He clicked on it to check.

In an instant, countless images flooded into his mind.