Martial Cultivator Chapter 55: Blood Marrow Record
Morning.
Everything rises to the sun and the sun shines.
In front of a bookstore diagonally across the street from Caiyuanzi, the owner in a Confucian shirt was moving stacks of books to a long table in front of the door and spreading them out one by one.
Put a sign in front of those books.
Submission: five coins per volume.
When he was so busy that he was out of breath and couldn’t straighten up, someone from behind suddenly tapped him on the shoulder: “Shopkeeper!”
“Call the owner, what kind of shopkeeper?”
The owner of the house subconsciously retorted, and when he turned around, he saw a tall young man looking at him with a smile.
The man has a handsome appearance, and one can tell at a glance that he is a well-behaved and smart boy.
But there was a circle of green lacquered soft leather around his waist, and there were three long knives of different shapes on it, which immediately made the owner’s impression of this person drop a few steps.
“What’s the matter?
I don’t have any secret boxing techniques for sale here. ”
The owner of the house rolled his eyes, sat on the wicker chair in front of the door, took a sip of the brewed tea.
Wang An also curled his lips when he saw his expression.
Does this person have any opinions about himself?
I probably have never met him face to face.
He stopped thinking about these irrelevant things and instead said: “Householder, I would like to ask you to buy a book. I wonder if you have it here?”
“There are 1,891 books in my bookstore, and there is not one whose name and author I can’t remember.” When the owner heard that Wang An was here to buy books, he suddenly became interested and slightly He stood up and said, “Tell me, what book do you want to buy?
If I had it here, I could find it for you on the spot.
To tell you the truth, you may be able to buy many books that have disappeared from the outside world and are no longer in print! ”
Wang An said shyly when he heard this: “I want to find a book written by an author named Wuwo…”
He has fully achieved the level of “refining flesh like steel and making fists like iron” as mentioned in the Wenbu Fang.
Right now, there is no boxing technique that allows me to perfect my six hundred muscles.
I had no choice but to collect boxing techniques first and then look around to see if the Wuwu Clan had left any training methods on the level of muscle refining with dark energy, the level of energy refining with bone refining, or even the blood refining realm.
As soon as Wang An finished speaking, the owner of the house lost all interest.
He lay down lazily on the back of the chair, pointed to the books spread out on the long table in front of him and said: “There are two books by Wu Wo, you can look for them yourself.
If you really want to buy it, just give me five dollars. ”
Although the owner of the house had a bad attitude, after all, there were works by Wu Wu here. Wang An was not unhappy at all and hurriedly walked to the long table.
Not long after, I found two works by Wu Wu.
One is “Warming Replenishing Prescriptions”.
Telling how to cultivate to the level of refining flesh like steel, he has already completed the cultivation.
The other one is “Blood Marrow Record”.
Opening the cover, the summary of the “Blood Marrow Record” jumped into Wang An’s eyes.
‘This book focuses on the wonderful changes in the body’s muscles and veins and the principles of healthy blood marrow.
Practice the muscles like a bow, draw the string with an empty bow, and penetrate the Yang with ten steps in the air.
Marrow is the foundation of blood.
Bone is the root of marrow.
To train bones, you need to train marrow. To train marrow, you need to train blood first.
The marrow is refined like frost, and the blood is refined into mercury slurry.
Refining the blood and marrow together will lead to the fundamental right path. ’
Training muscles is like a bow…
Train the blood marrow together, practice the marrow like frost, practice the blood mercury slurry…
Even if Wuwo is not a warrior, he must be a master of medicine, or even a practitioner, so that he can understand the wonders of the human body.
Gives advice on martial arts practice from a high position.
According to what he said, the current division of martial arts realms is probably a bit rough.
The first level of strength refining should only include two levels: meat refining and muscle refining.
In the second realm of blood refining, blood refining and bone refining exist at the same time and are inseparable.
Such a strange book has ended up like this.
Isn’t it a pearl covered in dust?
Fortunately, I am a talented person who can realize the value of this book.
The more Wang An reads “Blood Marrow Record”, the more profound the truth becomes.
If you practice according to the method described by the Wu-Self, you will definitely reach a higher level.
While he was watching with pleasure, the owner of the house suddenly walked up to him, glanced at the book in his hand, and reminded him slowly: “Young man, this book of Wuwu was also popular for a period of time in the past few years.
There are many people who practice martial arts according to what he said in the book, but most of them…
Hey!
Go and have a look at that house at the northwest corner of Caiyuanzi Street.
There was a blind man in their family who practiced Kung Fu according to the instructions in the Wu-Self Book, and ended up going blind from the practice.
Wuwu Shi had long ago done a lot of harm to others because of his random writing. The people were so excited that they went directly to his house to pull him out and beat him to death with sticks!
Take it easy yourself! ”
What? !
Wang An was stunned when he heard this.
How did such a talented author end up like this?
After his death, wouldn’t the correct cultivation methods after the Blood Refining Realm be lost?
From now on, I have to figure out how to practice by myself?
I am really jealous of the talent!
How can those who have not truly benefited from the books written by Wuwo understand the author’s every word!
……
In the bedroom.
Wang An sat cross-legged.
As soon as I think about it, there is a sun hanging in the spirit, constantly shrinking inward.
A torrent of enthusiasm surged from the center of his eyebrows and spread throughout Wang An’s body.
Reflecting the thunder energy and Yang energy hidden in the muscles and veins of his body, they are constantly in harmony with himself.
The ‘Blood Marrow Record’ says that in order to refine the blood marrow together, the martial artist’s own boxing intention must reach the level of insight and be able to look inside himself.
Wang An has now surpassed the level of insight.
Even half of the foot has entered the level of ‘light generation’ that is gradually becoming more magical.
His fist spirit has gradually been able to cleanse his Qi and blood. Find Shuyuanwww.zhaoshuyuan.com
Under the intense heat of the sun, the light yellow or blood-colored bone marrow hidden in the hard bones is reflected, and the blood flowing in the blood vessels gradually becomes clear.
Wisps of essence surge out from the blood and infiltrate the whole body.
Especially able to penetrate into bones and nourish bone marrow.
Wang An only experimented a little and found that his own blood would indeed breed essence and infiltrate the bone marrow under the guidance of the spirit of the fist, so he stopped using the guidance of the fist.
Practice of martial arts must be done step by step.
He didn’t even finish refining the muscles, but he immediately started refining the blood and marrow. The step was too big.
Besides, Wang An still has a deep obsession with exercising all 600 muscles to perfection.
He gave up guiding the blood essence to infiltrate the bone marrow, and the essence dispersed among the muscles and veins, then filled the whole body.
“Gradually entering the level of generating light, the spirit of the fist is also magical.”
“The ability to kill people with one’s eyes is just an outward appearance of this situation. It shows that the martial artist’s will has been condensed to the extreme, and he can even hit the target with false power.”
“Is it true to make a false impression…”
Wang An suddenly thought, and two evil ghosts suddenly flew out of the blazing red sun he was visualizing in his mind.
One wears an iron helmet, has a long and slender neck, and is covered in white bones;
One is dressed in red as blood and has a long tongue that drags the floor.
But it was the two evil spirits that Wang An had killed with his fists before.
After they were killed, their spirit returned to Wang An’s spirit and became the nourishment to strengthen Wang An’s boxing spirit.
The two evil ghosts at this time were just illusions imagined by Wang An.
Wang An continued to visualize, accurately visualizing the various furnishings and the positions of each object in his bedroom.
Then he projected the two illusions into the bedroom where he was visualizing.