Begin immortality by slaying demons

After clearing the table, Shen Yi saw that the little old lady wanted to mention the introduction of the girl again.

He decisively made an excuse and turned back to the room.

As the saying goes, you have to start a family and start a career, but now you are not even on your feet, and you are doing a life-or-death errand, so you have no time to spare.

Close the door and sit down by the bed.

Shen Yi put three pulse-opening pills into his mouth, and a strong bitter taste suddenly melted on the tip of his tongue, as if he had taken a bite of coptis.

Fortunately, I had the experience of swallowing fishy beast essence alive, so this was nothing.

Shen Yi looked calmly and then called out the panel.

[Yuye. Cutting the pulse and capturing the dragon (not yet started)]

[Remaining demon lifespan: three hundred years]

These longevity dollars were originally reserved for emergencies.

If all of it is exhausted, and then encounters a powerful demon, with my current background, using the Tiangang Blood Fiend just once will lead to collapse.

Moreover, after joining the Demon-Suppressing Division, the internal strength to break through the Jade Liquid Realm has been established. Once I become a little familiar with the environment, it should not be difficult to obtain it. Presumably this is also a big life swallower.

Under such a premise, holding a full three hundred years of demon longevity in his hand, he actually seemed a little embarrassed at this moment.

Shen Yi shook his head, discarded distracting thoughts, and poured the Demon Shou Yuan into Cutting the Pulse and Capturing the Dragon in batches.

In any case, if you can improve a little more, you will have more confidence in survival when encountering danger. Survive first and then talk about other things.

…

[In the first year, you familiarize yourself with the contents in the book and refine the medicinal power in your body. Since you have never tasted precious medicine, you appear to be extremely stingy and are not willing to waste even a trace of medicinal power]

[In the third year, you took the second pill, and the meridians and acupoints were widened again. You were already familiar with the contents in the book. Countless information about the meridians surged into your mind, and your eyes revealed the future. Clarity invaded by knowledge]

[In the ninth year, the effectiveness of the last elixir has been completely absorbed by you, and your orifice has expanded by ten percent. You are slightly relieved. Although you still don’t quite understand what a vein is, you still observe it diligently. All things]

…

No wonder the commander-in-chief only teaches one unique skill to each of his apprentices.

If the Sihe Zhen Gang is the use of breath, cutting the pulse and capturing the dragon is the ultimate skill of the physical body. They are two completely unrelated fields.

Each of them requires a lot of time to be immersed in it. It is already very difficult to do one of them well.

Mastering one move can overwhelm others in the same situation. That's because those who can learn it are extraordinary.

If you are a person with mediocre talents, I am afraid that you will never experience this wonderful thing in your life.

"I want it all."

Shen Yi took out the decades of demon longevity and smashed it in again.

…

[In the twenty-sixth year, you stretched out your palm and gently rubbed the rough bark. Your fingertips danced on the trunk. You listened and seemed to hear the "heartbeat" of the tree.]

[In the forty-eighth year, you picked up a huge boulder. It was like a stone egg, containing vitality. A crazy smile appeared on your face! Alas! You realize it! 】

[In the sixty-ninth year, you sat down on the ground with your head downcast. You realized something, you were just crazy. You propped yourself up and hit the wind-and-rain-corroded boulder as if to vent your anger. After a moment, you uttered murmurs in shock, the rock seemed dead.]

[Introduction to Cutting the Pulse and Capturing the Dragon]

[In the seventy-first year, your mastery of fists and palms comes into play. You become more and more familiar with the movements of your palms. You can cut the pulse and capture the dragon.]

[In the seventy-third year, after finally understanding what the pulse of all things is, all that remains is to grasp the timing of the attack, and achieve great success by cutting the pulse and capturing the dragon]

[In the seventy-fifth year, cutting off the pulse and capturing the dragon was perfect]

…

Once enlightened.

The rapid progress that followed made Shen Yi suddenly remember that he was still a genius in fist and palm kung fu. The years he spent on Paiyun Changquan seemed not completely useless.

In five years, he practiced a set of Yuye realm fists and palms from the beginning to perfection.

This is the experience of being gifted.

Sure enough, as long as it doesn't involve something as inexplicable as understanding, I'm actually quite capable.

Turn off the panel.

Shen Yi closed her eyes and experienced the harvest.

The most obvious feeling is the surging breath in the big orifice of the body that is far more filling than before.

For others, such an improvement may simply be equivalent to doubling their physical strength.

But for Shen Yi, he can finally display the more powerful Tiangang Blood Demon instead of the "low power" version due to insufficient background.

Moreover, the speed of quenching has doubled, and it still only takes five years of demon life to make up for the shortfall.

"The so-called cutting off the pulse and capturing the dragon is actually a means of imposing restrictions."

Shen Yi spread out her white and well-jointed palms.

Without hurting its surface, the palm of your hand is like a sharp edge, cutting off its veins.

Sealing the pulse orifice eliminates vitality.

I still remember that Lin Baiwei was hit by a similar evil spell at that time, and she was in the perfect realm of jade liquid, so the demon who could make her so miserable was most likely in the condensation realm.

With Yuye realm martial arts, you can reach higher levels of methods.

These seventy-five years have been well spent.

…

The following days were considered comfortable.

In Baiyun County, one must always be wary of being decapitated by demons.

But in this quiet courtyard, you can enjoy a moment of peace.

After all, outside the wall is the Zhenmo Si Yamen, which covers an area of ​​2,800 acres. Everyone is wearing black clothes with moiré patterns, and countless auras gather together, like sharp blades shooting straight into the sky.

This is the safest place in Qingzhou.

Shen Yi couldn't help but relax for a few days, giving her long-stressed nerves a break.

The martial arts has been obtained, and the agreement with Lin Baiwei is over.

But the old lady’s skill in pickling pickles is very good. When paired with rice porridge, although it is not filling, it is also very appetizing.

The other party didn't dislike it, and Shen Yi was willing to stay a few more days.

Of course, it would be better if Mr. Fang didn't always have a hint of disdain on his face when he demonstrated how to cut the pulse and capture the dragon.

Shen Yi wasn't quite sure where she had offended the other party.

I don't have time to think too much.

He is not good at flattering people, nor is he interested in it, otherwise he wouldn't be like that in his previous life.

"Tell me your thoughts."

Fang Heng retracted his fist and looked into the distance with indifferent eyes.

Shen Yi stood with her hands hanging behind her back and thought for a while: "Very good."

The opponent's Cutting Pulse and Capturing Dragon must have just entered Xiaocheng, and there was already some heat between the fists. Thinking of Fang Heng's age, and comparing it with his own deduction, it took him seventy years to realize the secret.

Although it is still a bit rough, it is really good. At least Shen Yi thinks that he is far inferior to the other party.

"Hoo."

Hearing that the other party had no understanding and was trying to cover it up with such perfunctory words, Fang Heng's lips curled up with a trace of imperceptible mockery.

He didn't say much, just put on his clothes, turned around and walked back into the house.

Suddenly, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Brother Shen, come out quickly."

Liu Xiujie poked his head outside the hospital and whispered: "Hurry up and pack up, it's time to do something."

"Okay, wait for me."

Hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed her wrists, and she was almost done with it. She couldn't really wear away all the energy in her heart.

No matter how comfortable this place is, it has nothing to do with me, and it cannot protect me for the rest of my life.

He walked back to his room to get the knife.

At this time, the strong figure slowly turned back.

Fang Heng looked at him coldly, raised his eyebrows, and said with a hint of chill in his calm voice: "Who allowed you to agree?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Yi's figure froze slightly.

Looking back at each other.

After a moment, the corners of Shen Yi's handsome face raised slightly.

There was a faint dangerous aura in his eyes.