Chapter 32 Hu Zi

Author: My spear is still here

Chapter 32 Huzi

But the excitement only lasted for a while.

Wang Jian soon discovered a problem. Due to talent issues, the effects of the next few Qi Gathering Pills were not as good as before.

He worked hard to run the basic "Changchun Jue" technique, but as time went by, the spiritual power he absorbed from the pills became less and less. He took five or six pills in a row and still didn't reach the first level of Qi training. Ordinary monks

One pill is enough to reach the first level of Qi training.

But his physical qualifications are really poor.

In desperation, Wang Jian became angry. He finally saw a little hope but didn't want it to be shattered, so he stopped running "Changchun Jue" and replaced it with "Mingtu Jue", "Cen Bei Jue" and "Guiyin Jue".

"Jue", "Jue of Starting a Prairie Fire", etc., but the effect was not obvious, all the techniques were almost the same, and they made him upset and almost crazy.

After taking the tenth Qi Gathering Pill and still not reaching the first level of Qi Gathering, Wang Jian himself became angry! He thought of the teachings given to him by his master and elders, saying that magic techniques are all about quick results and do not pay attention to steady and steady progress.

If you don't pursue a solid foundation of exercises and practice casually, you may make rapid progress at the beginning, but the risks will increase as you go on.

But now it’s too late to care about the righteous and demonic ways. I don’t know where this ghost place is. Go to hell with the righteous and demonic ways. If the righteous ways don’t work, just try the demonic methods. He recalled some things he had seen before, but was strictly ordered by his elders and masters.

Grimoires that are forbidden to be practiced, such as "Blending Blood Technique", "Transfer Dafa", "Hehuan Jue", etc.

Wang Jian didn't know which one would work, so he practiced it with others. After comparing it, he found that "Hehuan Jue" had the best effect and the fastest progress.

He immediately started practicing, and Wang Jian suddenly thought that he had poor qualifications, but Liu Yu and the two masters around her had very good qualifications!

In fact, those masters themselves have very good qualifications. For example, Uncle Gong, the swordsman in black who assassinated him, and his father's spiritual roots are all very outstanding. In this world with strong spiritual energy, even though they don't know how to practice, as time goes by,

Because your spiritual roots are excellent, you will naturally absorb more spiritual energy to strengthen your body, and over time you will naturally become stronger than most people.

Like his father, even if he is poisoned and can still fight a tiger, he is at least at the level of someone after the sixth level of Qi refining.

The "Hehuan Jue" was left behind by a famous demonic figure. He originally came up with such an evil method because he had poor qualifications and impure spiritual roots and was unable to break through and improve. That is to use dual cultivation to supplement those with good qualifications.

He came to gain cultivation from the opposite sex, so that he could successfully build his foundation, concentrate his mind, and live fast, and almost became a golden elixir. However, his method offended too many people along the way, and he was killed by many masters before he could form the elixir.

Wang Jian doesn't care about demons or not now. He just wants to find ways to restore his cultivation as soon as possible. He thinks that the two masters around Liu Yu have very good spiritual root qualifications and may be able to use them in the future, especially Liu Yu himself.

Although he forcibly used "Hehuan Jue" to suppress the elixir's spiritual energy, he was still sweating profusely. He almost fainted several times. Finally, after taking fifteen Qi Gathering Pills, Wang Jian clearly felt that his whole body

My muscles and bones felt relaxed for a while, and some sparse spiritual energy could be felt in the empty Dantian area running regularly. My body felt like it had been reborn, my strength suddenly increased a lot, and my skills became more agile.

One level of Qi refining!

Wang Jian's whole body was soaked with sweat and he was a little exhausted because he had not slept since last night.

When he dispersed his consciousness, he realized that it was already noon outside. Soldiers in the distance were eating around a big pot. Busy people were coming and going. He got up and went out from the main entrance of the camp, pushed aside the guards at the door, and then walked around from the rear.

The large group of troops and soldiers went to the river and took a good bath, washing their whole bodies and clothes together.

Then I slowly walked to the riverside to wring out my clothes, dry them in the sun and let the breeze from the riverside blow them dry, and my mind gradually became clearer.

Lying between the fine sand and green grass by the river, Wang Jian thought in his mind. According to his current progress, fifteen Qi Gathering Pills have only reached the first level of Qi Refining. So in order to build the foundation, wouldn't he have to use the Qi Gathering Pills as the foundation?

Eat snacks.

However, he thought about it carefully and found that with the level of spiritual energy and the abundance of precious herbs in this world, as long as the alchemy technology is more mature, it is not impossible to eat it as a snack.

In the distance, soldiers were arriving one after another along the river. Many of them lowered their heads to cover the sun, dejected and their morale was not high.

Wang Jian quickly returned to the camp, called Uncle Gong and ordered: "Assemble the new soldiers, I want to train them myself!"

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Beside the White Water River, the waves are sparkling. The shade of trees in the distance divides the river into light and dark halves. In the shadows, a large number of cavalry are advancing. From time to time, knights stop to let their horses drink. The shade of the trees blocks the scorching sun. The water plants are fertile and the water source is sufficient. This place

Simply the most ideal march.

On the inner road of the cavalry troops, there were a large number of infantrymen dressed in gorgeous armor. The whole body was covered with hard leather armor, and there were copper breastplates on the chests. The shoulders were made of copper tiger swallowers, and the waistbands and lower skirts were made of tiger skin. The team was neat and orderly.

They marched along the road and sang loud military songs, frightening away the birds in the forest. These were the Tiger Guards, Maling Gong's personal soldiers. Outsiders also called them "Tiger Sons" because they were all nobles in the fiefdoms under Maling Gong.

Children selected from the family.

They will be raised from an early age and regularly fed with the blood of tigers in the Daxian Mountain in the north of the city. It is said that when those children grow up, they will be as ferocious as tigers and extraordinarily strong. They are called "Huzi", which means children raised by tigers, and become Maling.

The Duke's most trusted minion is also the most elite force in Maling City.

The mountains around Malingcheng are rich in tigers, and because it is close to the eastern section of Hongshan Mountain, Daxian Mountain, to the north, and to the southwest is Baishui River and many tributaries, rivers, swamps, and mountains. Compared with Heyang Ling and Lishi City, the number of tigers is very small.

In the northwest region like Wolf City, where they have to fight with Loufan cavalry all the year round, the Maling people worship heavy infantry fighting even more.

There are almost only a few officers and nobles in their army who ride horses, and the rest are infantry.

Mu Zhiyong rode a chestnut horse, surrounded by soldiers in front of the team, with flags fluttering. From his position, he could see a large number of tiger guards marching along the road. They were like a mottled tiger-skinned python moving through the woods.

In the middle, the birds were scared away early, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart when he looked at his own soldiers.

He pointed his riding crop at the army in front of him and asked: "Can the Wang family's children stop such an army?"

The accompanying soldiers and officials burst into laughter, and someone shouted: "He can stop him in his dream!" This caused everyone to burst into laughter. In everyone's eyes, when Maling Gong made up his mind to send troops, Wang Jian

The fate of Heyang has been decided. How can a small Heyang compete with Maling and Heyin? Maling's military strength alone has a population several times that of Heyang.

Mu Zhiyong was proud of the spring breeze and pointed his riding whip north, crossing the Baishui River and the woods in the distance, which seemed to be pointing out the country. "From now on, all the land from the north of the Baishui River to Howling Wolf will have the surname Mu."

Next time I cross the Baishui River, I will hang the Wang family’s waiter’s head on my horse!”
Chapter completed!