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Chapter 5 [The Realm of the Samurai]

Chapter 5 [Samurai Realm]

When Ye Xuan closed his eyes, eleven big words immediately appeared in his mind.

For Ye Xuan, these eleven big words can only be understood in half. Just letting him practice these words in front of him is too natural.

"But I have never learned this..." Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. After all, no one guided him, so it is easy to make mistakes.

Just as Ye Xuan was thinking, a ball of words appeared in front of him, and each word seemed to be able to speak, and it went straight into his heart, making him unable to forget it.

After reading this ball of text, Ye Xuan understood something again.

"Generally, the cultivation realms of the Tianling Continent are divided into six major realms: spiritual cultivation, early-level master, intermediate-level master, high-level master, acquired realm, and innate realm. The corresponding dantian qi colors: yellow, orange, red, green, blue; while the practitioners of "Yanwu Jue" are very different, and their realm corresponds to the martial arts realm, martial arts realm, warrior realm, martial arts realm, master realm, and grand master realm. The standard for judging its strength is based on the color change of the "Martial Heart" and is also yellow, orange, red, green, blue, and when the "Martial Heart" becomes color, the first stage of cultivation is completed.

"And those who practice "Yanwu Jue" do not rely on their dantian to exert force, so when fighting against their opponents, they do not need to prepare momentum. They can use it with ease and exert force at any time, which can often catch the opponent off guard!

"And you must have enough yin and cold energy to practice the 'Martial Heart'. Only when the yin and cold energy reaches a certain level can you break through to the next realm!"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel excited. This "Yanwu Jue" is really magical.

"Although Mr. Xiao said that I am not qualified to practice, now this "Yanwu Jue" is an opportunity. I must not miss it. I am willing to suffer no matter how much pain I suffer!"

Ye Xuan knew in his heart that this was his own opportunity. At home, family, and even the entire Qingtian Town, Mr. Xiao’s words were an authority. He once asserted that Ye Xuan had no physical fitness and talent to practice at all, which was definitely an indisputable fact. In addition, after various physical fitness tests, spiritual power tests, spiritual root exploration, teacher guidance, etc., it is not difficult to see how accurate Mr. Xiao’s words are until now, the 18-year-old Ye Xuan has not even achieved a primary spiritual practice.

However, Ye Xuan was a person who refused to admit defeat. Even so, he left home alone with one-tenth of hope. He came to Yunmeng Mountain to find a master who could learn from his skills. However, the master did not find it, but he met a ghost doctor. He did not learn the art. Instead, he ate a blue-eyed snow clam that was about to be extinct throughout the continent. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.

Ye Xuan didn't care so much. Now he was determined not to go back and decided to prepare to practice the "Yanwu Jie".

"You can practice for a few hours in the celestial phenomena space, and you don't waste your time outside the world, just to prevent the ghost doctor Luo Liang from coming in at any time, so it's better to go to the celestial phenomena space!" Ye Xuan said to himself again, and after that, he disappeared immediately, and the compass disappeared inexplicably.

When he came to the celestial space, Ye Xuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and meditated on the scenes in his mind.

Although Ye Xuan was a useless person since childhood, he had no talent for cultivation and had never been exposed to any practice techniques. However, because of this, he had been exposed to a lot of poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Most people may not understand these pictures in front of him, but Ye Xuan was immediately excited when he saw it, as if he had discovered a new world, and was very excited.

As he thought about it, Ye Xuan gradually stretched out his hands and gestured according to the patterns on the picture.

Soft and powerless, light and gentle, unrestrained, doing whatever you want.

Gradually, Ye Xuan entered another state of emptiness and had no idea what he was doing. He only watched his hands move, sweeping left and right, calmly, and was quite like a master playing Tai Chi.

I don’t know how long it took, but I only knew that waves of white smoke had begun to emerge from Ye Xuan’s head, and cold air broke out, and the endless chill seemed to come from a thousand-year-old ice in the ice cellar. However, suddenly, his forehead, cheeks, arms, and chest began to get hot again, covered in sweat, as if he was experiencing a 10,000-meter marathon race.

If others could not bear such coldness and heat, they could not bear it, but they saw Ye Xuan's body trembling constantly and his face was very ugly, but they had never seen him give up at all. Even his lips had been bitten, and there was still a trace of blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but he still did not stop and continued to wave those seemingly clumsy and impatient movements.

Gradually, the frequency of the cold and heat conversion became greater and greater, and Ye Xuan's reaction became stronger and stronger. Even his whole body seemed to be unable to control himself. Ye Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly rose up on the ground and floated in the air!!

"Split!"

Ye Xuan shouted loudly, then closed his eyes, but the movements on his hands had changed to another set. Compared with the gentleness and slowness before, it has become fast and powerful. It seems that every time you swing a palm or punch, you can feel the air shaking!

As time passed by bit by bit, only waves of applause and fists could be heard in the quiet secret room.

"puff--"

Finally, Ye Xuan suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, and also spit out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground from mid-air. However, the blood stains on the ground were not frozen. It seems that this celestial space is really not an ordinary space.

"It seems that I'm still too hurrying, but it doesn't matter. It should be considered a success!"

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, wiped the blood stains that spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and said to himself.

Slowly got up from the ground, tried hard to calm down, and nodded slightly: "According to the above statement, I should have practiced the third level of the Red Martial Heart, which means I have the strength of a samurai!"

When he said the word "Samurai", Ye Xuan was particularly excited, as if he was doing something to declare.

"The Heart of Red Martial Arts, the third level of "Yanwu Jue"! Under normal circumstances, a punch has 1,000-2,000 kilograms of strength, and the warrior realm is comparable to that of mid-level masters! However, unlike ordinary mid-level masters, ordinary mid-level masters use the energy of the dantian to control their strength, while the practitioners of "Yanwu Jue" use the abilities contained in the heart of martial arts, and can be released with the thoughts. Compared with the dantian energy, the process of building up momentum is simple and fast! If you really want to compete with ordinary cultivators, I still have a certain advantage!"

Ye Xuan continued to murmur, and he might not know what kind of cultivation method Yanwu Jue is, what advantages it has compared with other cultivation methods, but after reading the introduction of Yanwu Jue and the feeling after practicing, Ye Xuan can say that no exaggeration is that practitioners who practice Yanwu Jue must be stronger than practitioners who practice general practices at the same level.

Ye Xuan was also a little surprised at his achievements. Unexpectedly, he had cultivated to the third level of "Yanwu Jue" in a blink of an eye, and his strength reached the level of a warrior, comparable to that of an intermediate master.

"But just practice like this, the road ahead will be very difficult. I can't stand it and vomit blood just now. It seems that I still need to nourish the elixir and the medicine, especially the medicine containing the so-called cold and yin energy!"

Ye Xuan deeply realized that cultivation cannot be just a hard work, but also requires cooperation in other aspects, such as medicine and actual combat. Therefore, Ye Xuan will definitely not stay in one place for the rest of his life to meditate and practice.

After making up his mind, in order to prevent the ghost doctor from coming in at any time to find an abnormality, Ye Xuan patted his sleeves, came out of the celestial space with a relaxed look on his face, randomly put away the rag, hid the "Strange Things in the World", and also took the compass that was neither copper nor iron into his pocket.

Nowadays, only by waiting for the ghost doctor to come in can I have the chance to go out.

However, after reading "The Strange Things in the World", Ye Xuan also understood one thing, that was the purpose of the ghost doctor catching him. At the same time, Ye Xuan could also be sure that the ghost doctor has definitely not taken his own life at present, because the bird-eyed snow clam has been swallowed by himself, so the blood flowing in his body is the blood of the bird-eyed snow clam.

If Ye Xuan was not wrong, the ghost doctor must have wanted to use the blood of the Bijing Xue Clam to refine elixirs and make medicine. However, alchemy is not easy, and it must be done through multiple experiments to get an ideal formula. Therefore, in this way, Ye Xuan has a value of utilization. If Ye Xuan dies, there is really no blood of the Bijing Xue Clam to refine elixirs and make medicine for the ghost doctor.

From this we can see that Ye Xuan is really not very meticulous and has a thorough analysis. So Ye Xuan is no longer as pessimistic as before. Instead, he hopes that the ghost doctor will appear earlier, so he may leave here early.

At this moment, a sudden sound of hitting the door sounded, and then a beam of light shot through the crack of the door. When Ye Xuan looked up, he saw that it was the ghost doctor Luo Liang. Ye Xuan kept muttering in his heart that Cao Cao, Cao Cao would arrive.

"What a boy? You haven't been suffocated to death! I told you that when I come to my medical house, it's best to stay with me honestly, don't try to escape, don't say that you can't escape. Even if you escape from the medical house, you can't pass through the woods and leave here." The ghost doctor Luo Liang looked confident and didn't seem to be talking nonsense.

"Escape? Who thought about running away? I don't know how comfortable I am here!"

"Haha, boy is quite capable! Okay, you have to be free, I will make you feel at a moment!" After saying that, the ghost doctor Luo Liang walked forward.

"What do you...what do you want to do? Don't...won't come over!" Ye Xuan looked at the malicious eyes of the ghost doctor Luo Liang, and knew that this old guy must be uneasy and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The ghost doctor Luo Liangcai ignored how Ye Xuan reacted, and quickly stepped forward, as if he was catching a chicken, and forced Ye Xuan to "lift" him, and then walked directly to the alchemy room outside the house.

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you for the time being. I just want to borrow something from you to do for experiments."

Looking at the shameless expression of the ghost doctor and listening to his shameless words, Ye Xuan couldn't help but greet the ghost doctor's ancestors in his heart. I think he did not make any mistakes in his analysis. This old guy must have wanted to use his blood to refine elixirs and make medicine.

"What are you borrowing? I...I don't have anything!" Ye Xuan's acting talent is indeed amazing. He really looks like an ordinary person who knows nothing and looks extremely surprised and says to the ghost doctor with an expression of extreme surprise.

The ghost doctor tilted his mouth and smiled slightly. Without saying anything, he dragged Ye Xuan directly to Fang Ding, grabbed Ye Xuan's right arm and placed it at the entrance of the hole above the Fang Ding, and suddenly pointed at Ye Xuan's wrist, and a crack appeared on Ye Xuan's wrist, and the bright red blood went down with the flow!

“Ah~~~”

Ye Xuan didn't expect that it would come so suddenly. The sudden pain made Ye Xuan faint immediately. His whole body was soft on the square cauldron, while the ghost doctor Luo Liang smiled so brightly, as if he had seen the refined magic pill.

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