"There's the last time." Chen Musheng pressed his knees with both hands, bent down and gasped: "Restore your true energy first, and then enter the 'extreme state later, and complete the tasks given by the secret bag."

Thinking of this, he stood up excitedly, waved his fist, turned around and walked towards the front yard.

According to convention, Qingwu should return from hunting at this time, so Chen Musheng is responsible for baking food.

Their daily routines are very strange. Chen Musheng needs to cook food when they are served in the morning and evening. Qingwu doesn't care about everything except hunting, just carving bamboo puppets. Chen Musheng is not only grilling food, but also stays in the backyard and practices desperately.

The atmosphere is silent and weird on weekdays. Although they don’t know each other, the two seem to have a tacit understanding.

Chen Musheng also enjoyed that he could have such a peaceful life on the forbidden island where the crisis was everywhere; and the feeling of hard work and constant strength.

When he arrived at the front yard, he indeed saw that Qingwu had returned. Qingwu was leaning against a wall of the bamboo house with his cold face, and using dazzling techniques to deal with a piece of bamboo.

A few meters away from Qingwu's body, there was a corpse of a "blood pig". Obviously, this was today's breakfast.

"Uncle Mute, you're back." Chen Musheng walked forward with a smile, pulled out the thunder, and began to skillfully deal with the flesh of the "blood pig". In the past month, his cultivation level has increased while his cooking skills have also increased.

"..." Qing May Day was silent as always, burying his head in carving.

"What did you find when you go out today?" Chen Musheng quickly cleaned the flesh and blood, raised the fire and started to roast it.

"..." Qingwu shook his head slightly and continued to remain silent.

Chen Musheng pulled the fire while waiting for the pork to be roasted. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Uncle Ya, have you lived here for many years? Has anyone been here before me?"

"..." Qingwu buried his head in carving, as if he didn't hear it at all.

This is an expected thing. Based on Chen Musheng’s understanding these days, Qingwu’s silence, in addition to the meaning of “silence”, sometimes also represents a positive answer.

"Who is he? He is also a trialist? When did Tianwu come from?" Chen Musheng flipped the roast pork, and the aroma of the meat spread. He asked casually.

“…” Qingwu.

These problems cannot be expressed by silence.

Chen Musheng grinned and asked in a different way: "Uncle Ya, do you know Chen Tieshan?"

"!"

A certain kind of brilliance suddenly appeared in Qingwu's eyes. He nodded slightly and continued to carve.

"It's true that my father has been here." Chen Musheng was secretly happy and explained: "Chen Tieshan is my father. He once left me a letter to ask me to come to this place. The letter said that something was left for me. Uncle Mute, you must know him, right?"

"..." Qingwu raised his cold face and nodded slightly.

Chen Musheng couldn't understand what it meant, and frowned and said, "It seems that my father has been here. The plum blossom stake in the backyard should be left behind by him who practiced before?"

"..." Qing Wu nodded and shook his shoulders as if helplessly, he buried his head in silence again, and began to continue carving.

"well--"

Chen Musheng sighed a little decadently. He could see that Qingwu was expressing some meaning, but he was unable to speak and seemed to be illiterate. The dignity of a master naturally did not allow exaggerated movements to communicate with himself with dance.

"It seems that there is no result."

Chen Musheng sighed in his heart, handed over the roasted pork leg and said, "Uncle Mute, it's roasted."

Qingwu took a pig's leg and started eating slowly. The indifference feeling in his body never faded.

Chen Musheng also began to feast on, tearing the undelicious barbecue with his teeth. The meat of the "Blood Pig" was extremely unpalatable without seasonings, but in order to have more strength to practice, he ate a lot of food every meal.

"I can't care about that much. I have to complete the ultimate state of three hundred times. The best way to defeat the mountain warrior is to advance to the samurai realm!" Chen Musheng wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, looked forward to it, and quickly got up and walked towards the backyard.

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Seeing Chen Musheng's tall back disappear in front of him, Qingwu threw away the "roasted pork legs" in his hand. There was a certain luster in his eyes. He also stood up and walked straight into a bamboo house in the center.

The room in the center is Qingwu's own room, which is extremely simple inside. A bamboo bed is placed alone outside the center, and the surroundings are extremely empty, but an old wooden box is placed at one end of the wall.

The box was locked, with a rusty lock.

Bang!

Qingwu pulled off the lock on the box, lifted the lid with a "bang!" and grabbed a dark purple hunting knife, with a dark and illuminated surface of the hunting knife.

He grabbed the hunting knife in his hand casually, and a gray aura involuntarily dissipated from the blade.

Qingwu raised his cold face, and hot air spurted out from his nostrils, his eyes were stern, leaving the room and walking towards the backyard...

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At the same time, Chen Musheng is practicing for the last time to break through the critical point of his body.

As he breaks through this point again and again, it becomes more and more difficult for him to enter the next time. Only by constantly increasing the load on his practice can he make a breakthrough.

After completely recovering the true qi and reaching the peak state, he took a deep breath and suddenly exerted force. The muscles entrenched all over his body raised, and the true qi in the dantian spread out instantly, flowing wildly in the meridians of his body.

"Ha!" Chen Musheng suddenly set off and lifted the huge rock weighing more than 3,000 pounds above his head. All his true energy exploded from the soles of his feet and flew above the wooden stake.

Pan, Pan, Pan, Pan...

Carrying the huge rock, he seemed to be walking on flat ground, running fifty-two steps above the plum blossom stake before suddenly stopping.

Compared to the last time, I took another ten more steps!

A huge feeling of pain spreads out like a tide from the depths of the Dantian.

"Ahhhhhh!" Chen Musheng roared to the sky, threw away the huge rock, and suddenly rolled down from the wooden stake.

This time, the feeling of discomfort of entering the "extreme state" was so strong. If it were an ordinary warrior, his life would be worrying when he entered this state, but this was Chen Musheng's 300th time that he entered the extreme state.

"It's so painful." Chen Musheng gritted his teeth and growled, his expression was ferocious, and his five fingers twitched deep into the mud.

"!"

After a moment, he suddenly became stunned and his expression was frozen.

Because at this time, an extremely majestic icy true energy burst out from the dantian for no reason, like water breaking through the dike, rushing into the meridians of the whole body.

While Chen Musheng gritted his teeth and endured it, he was also secretly grateful that fortunately, through many days of life-strengthening practice, the strength of his body was greatly improved, and the meridians throughout the body became much tougher and thicker, so that he could withstand this surge in true qi cultivation.

"Is this what you can get after completing three hundred extreme practices?"

Chen Musheng arched his back and gritted his teeth and endured the violent true energy in his body.

The strong true qi flow quickly opened up a strange meridian according to the operation route of "Ice and Fire Art". The main meridians in the warrior's body are naturally thorough, so what the warrior-level internal strength needs to practice is mainly to open up some secondary branch meridians. If the warrior's realm is overturned, one must start to pay attention to all secondary branch meridians in the whole body, and even subtle meridians at the next level.

Now, Chen Musheng has finally crossed the tenth level of "Ice and Fire Art". This also means that all the branches and meridians on his limbs have been completely opened, and the true qi and heart can burst out from his fists and feet as they move at a speed several times faster than before.
Chapter completed!