nownovels Chapter 40 Attempt
Chapter 40 Attempt
When Feng Xiu returned to the grain depot in Dendrobium Village, it was already late at night.
Xiang Geng went to arrange for people to feed the horses, while Feng Xiu entered the house, lit an oil lamp, and sat down at the table.
I had just sat down when I heard footsteps outside the door.
"Young Master, Master Zheng sent someone with a message today," Xiang Geng's voice rang out from outside.
Feng Xiu got up, opened the door, took the letter, and sat back down at the table to open it.
The letter was short, and Zheng Bo's handwriting was neat and skillful. He reported the situation in the mansion in detail over the past two days.
In Bailiu Village and Baidou Village, the underground canals were all functioning normally. Finally, Uncle Zheng mentioned it again.
Han Che's methods were rather ruthless, and the Second Young Master couldn't withstand them; his skin peeled off.
After all, Uncle Zheng had watched the two of them grow up, so it was normal for him to have some concerns.
Feeling sorry for him?
I fucking want to beat him to death!
If we also consider the incident with the fish mother, then his mother took two knives for him.
What kind of girl can't you find? Why do you have to sleep with married women?
Feng Xiu sneered, then summoned Xiang Geng and asked him to fetch paper and pen.
He picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote four large characters on the back of the letter.
[Increase efforts]
But after thinking about it, I still felt unsatisfied, so I wrote another line.
【Bring me the whip, and give him a good thrashing!】
The handwriting is strong and powerful, with each stroke conveying a sense of crispness and decisiveness.
After finishing writing, he folded the letter and handed it to Xiang Geng.
"Have someone send him back to his residence first thing tomorrow morning."
Xiang Geng took it, responded, and turned to leave.
The room fell silent.
Feng Xiu took out the Bone Refining Claw manual from his pocket and opened it under the lamp.
He glanced at the first few pages of the training method and moved on. It involved using sand and stones to refine the skin, combined with medicinal baths for nourishment. Overall, it was similar to the Five Strengths Fist method.
He flipped directly to the page with the concept of the Overlord Fist.
The problem with Feng Xiu now is that he still has too few means of dealing with enemies. While the Vajra Finger Blade is powerful, it also comes with an almost unlimited number of hidden weapons for sneak attacks.
But in the end, the armor-piercing bullet was just a trump card. Even when he fought the five men in the forest before, Feng Xiu didn't use it.
If one can truly master the Overlord Fist, it would be even more powerful if combined with the five-force unification method.
I dare not speak of anything else, but at least in the Body Refinement Realm, anyone who comes here can be dealt with in one punch.
"This method sets up three air gates in the human body, locking the qi and blood in the dantian, forcing it to rise, gather in the arms, compress it repeatedly, and then punch it out, doubling its power."
Feng Xiu stared at these lines of text and pondered for a long time.
The concept of the Overlord Fist is somewhat similar to the Five Internal Breathing Technique, which uses intention to control qi and blood through breathing.
But something even more ruthless is the internal breathing method, which guides the orderly flow of qi and blood. This method directly locks and compresses the qi and blood, and then explodes it out in one breath.
Feng Xiu closed his eyes and tried to mobilize the qi and blood in his body according to this idea.
In the dantian, a warm flow of qi and blood slowly surged.
With a thought, Feng Xiu attempted to construct the first airlock above his dantian, trying to lock in the qi and blood in his chest.
For a moment, the flow of qi and blood paused, then suddenly rebounded.
Feng Xiu felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been punched.
He opened his eyes and rubbed his chest.
"No." Feng Xiu shook his head, but he was still unwilling to give up.
He tried again, but it still didn't work.
The third time, the fourth time, each time the result was the same.
"Qi and blood are not inanimate objects; they have their own laws of circulation. Forcibly controlling them will only backfire."
Feng Xiu put down the booklet, gently touched his brow, and thought that the Overlord Fist's idea was theoretically sound.
But in practice, it's not like that.
It's likely that the person who left the handwriting was also stuck here.
He thought for a moment, then got up and pushed the door open to go out.
The lights were still on in Xiang Geng's room.
Feng Xiu walked over and knocked on the door.
"Young Master?" Xiang Geng opened the door, somewhat surprised. "It's so late, you're still up?"
Feng Xiu didn't stand on ceremony and went straight into the house to sit down, handing him the Bone Refining Claw manual.
"Take a look at the next few pages."
Xiang Geng took the booklet, flipped to the back, and looked at it for a while by the light.
After a while, he raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Airlock, locking in qi and blood, compressing and bursting out—this idea is pretty wild."
Feng Xiu nodded. "Do you think it's feasible?"
Xiang Geng pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "It's very difficult, extremely difficult. It's only suitable for some body-refining martial artists who lack qi and blood."
Why do you say that?
As soon as Feng Xiugang uttered those words...
Then, remembering the backlash he had suffered from his own blood and qi, he instantly understood what Xiang Geng meant.
"The stronger one's Qi and blood, the greater the backlash one will suffer, and vice versa," Xiang Geng explained.
"Young Master, this is a low-level idea. Although it is a Body Refinement Realm martial art, it is very difficult and not suitable for you. You should not practice it."
Sensing that Feng Xiu was somewhat tempted, Xiang Geng tried to persuade him again.
"Why?" Feng Xiu asked in surprise.
"Young Master, although you are currently only in the Body Refinement stage, given time, you will surely be able to break through to the Blood Burning stage."
Xiang Geng didn't answer Feng Xiu's question immediately. He smiled and offered a compliment, then stopped and continued:
"The so-called Blood Burning Realm is the power formed by the qualitative change of the quantity of blood and qi."
"But with each cultivation, one must dissipate the previous vital energy before cultivating the second one."
Xiang Geng explained.
"But this process will lead to a problem, namely the second force that the martial artist condenses with his blood and qi."
It is inevitable that impurities from the previous level of Qi and blood will remain.
Feng Xiu was taken aback; this was the first time he had ever heard of such a statement.
"It's like you've cultivated a fire-based martial art, but when you want to cultivate a cold-based martial art, you inevitably have to disperse the qi and blood that are compatible with the fire-based martial art. But how can you completely disperse qi and blood that are so deeply rooted?"
Xiang Geng's martial arts theory was very solid and extremely logical.
"The Blood Burning Realm, also known as the Strength Martial Artist, requires the cultivation of both strength and energy, making it difficult to eliminate impurities."
Feng Xiu seemed to be deep in thought.
"You mean, the Blood Burning Realm isn't about comparing the amount of one's own strength?"
"Yes, that's right. Having more strength is a good thing, as it gives you more ways to fight. For example, you thought I had fire-based strength, but..."
The next second I'll switch to icy energy. In a life-or-death struggle, I'll inevitably be killed in one move, but the more energy I master, the harder it is to eliminate impurities.
Xiang Geng's mouth was a little dry, so Feng Xiu poured him a cup of tea.
After drinking it all in one gulp, Xiang Geng continued:
"Because the human body has only one meridian that connects the whole body, it is just divided into the eight extraordinary meridians."
"When you disperse your Qi and blood, the Cold Water Force will also absorb some of the characteristics of the Flame Force."
"The meaning of cultivating internal energy simultaneously doesn't mean you can control two completely different types of energy at the same time, young master. What do you mean by that?"
Feng Xiu calmly replied, "System, integration."
"That's right, that makes sense."
Xiang Geng explained it very clearly: when martial arts reach a certain level of mastery, the blood will spontaneously combust.
Only by fitting its own system can the Blood Burning Realm's actual combat strength be improved.
If it is a piercing force, after it dissipates, the subsequent choice of force method will inevitably focus on sharp force to enhance lethality.
"However, I have heard that some martial arts masters will undergo blood transfusion and solidify their blood and qi in order to cultivate other internal strengths before they can practice internal strength techniques."
"This does indeed alleviate the problem of impurity buildup," Xiang Geng said after thinking for a moment.
"This domineering fist technique is well-conceived, but after practicing it, wouldn't the more blood vessels there be, the more impurities would clog the channels?"
Xiang Geng got to the point: with his skill level, he could indeed perfect the Overlord Fist concept, but it would be detrimental to his future advancement.
"It's nothing, I'm just trying it out."
Feng Xiu respected Xiang Geng's opinion, but still refused to give up.
According to Xiang Geng, a somewhat immature idea did indeed come to mind.
It's one thing to say something, but it's another to try it yourself.
Seeing this, Xiang Geng didn't try to persuade him further. After all, once he reached the Divine Qi Realm, his Qi would eliminate all impurities.
You'll understand after the seclusion and revision.
He then directly shared his insights: "Qi and blood are not stagnant water, but flowing water. It's like squeezing a handful of sand; the tighter you squeeze, the faster it leaks out."
"Moreover, there are three air gates, each more difficult than the last. The first gate locks the Tanzhong point, the second locks the Zhongwan point, and the third locks the Dantian point."
You need to direct your Qi and blood from your dantian to your arms, and during this process, it must be repeatedly compressed by three gates. The control during this process must be precise; even the slightest deviation will not work.
"What should we do then?" Feng Xiu asked.
Xiang Geng pondered for a long time, his brows furrowed. In terms of vision, he was far superior to Feng Xiu.
Suddenly, a thought seemed to form in his mind, and he instantly overturned his previous conclusion, pondering as he spoke:
"Young Master, don't try locking all three at once. Try a different order."
"Change the order?" Feng Xiu asked in astonishment.
"Yes, focus on the dantian, lock it in without compressing it, and let the qi and blood rush upwards. See how high it can go."
"Then, by repeating this process and confirming the limit, new Qi locks are directly constructed on the corresponding meridians and acupoints."
"As for Zhongwan and Tanzhong, there's no need to worry about them."
Feng Xiu was taken aback, but then he understood what Xiang Geng meant.
For now, we won't pursue compression; we'll only focus on the two actions of locking and surging.
Feng Xiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and coordinated his breathing with the mantra, drawing a powerful surge of qi and blood from his dantian.
This time, he didn't force it shut down, but instead tried to let his qi and blood pause slightly at his dantian.
However, the pause lasted too long, and his qi and blood rebounded again, causing Feng Xiu to feel a tightness in his chest.
Feng Xiu tried again, but the second pause was too short and had no effect at all.
The third time I got a little better at it, but I didn't control myself well when I let go, and my blood and energy were all out of balance.
It wasn't until the fifth time that Feng Xiu finally found the rhythm.
It's not about stopping, it's about slowing down.
The warm current in the dantian slowed down abruptly under the guidance of intention.
Then, he suddenly released that sudden burst of force.
The blood and qi surged upwards like a compressed spring suddenly released.
Then, Feng Xiu opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.
Xiang Geng looked at him and smiled, "It's done?"
Feng Xiu nodded. "That's interesting."
Although it's still far from a full-blown burst of Qi and blood, it at least proves that there's nothing wrong with this approach, and it seems feasible.
The rest is just a matter of slowly grinding it down.