Chapter 8 Super tonic

It is said that only by practicing internal skills can you vomit blood, and you may even have a paralysis, but you never thought that daydreaming would cause a breakdown. To be on the safe side, I took out a Jiuhua Yulu Pill and threw it into my mouth. I was lucky to regulate my internal organs. I felt that I was fine, so I felt relieved. Looking at the blood-stained silk on the stone table, I sighed. Fortunately, the sword score of Dugu Nine Swords was embroidered on silk. If it was written in ink, it would probably be destroyed on my mouth of blood. I rolled the silk in my hand, stood up, and wanted to find a place with water to clean it.

As soon as I stood up straight, I suddenly felt that it was dark in front of me and I couldn't see anything. My mind roared even more. Fortunately, I held the stone table in front of me before I stood up. I concentrated a little, and I felt cold sweating all over, and then I woke up. But I couldn't help feeling strange. I had just adjusted my breath and had already determined that I had no internal injuries, so why did I almost faint?

There was dizziness in front of me, and the stars in my eyes flew around. This was obviously a symptom of hypoglycemia. With a roar in my stomach, I could already confirm something. Young Master, I should be hungry in my current state. I remember that I had just eaten roasted rabbit meat before I started studying the Dugu Nine Swords. Now that I can starve to this virtue, I am afraid that my daydream has been at least three days.

I calmed down and slowly walked out of the cave, got dry food out of the package, and sat at the entrance of the cave and ate it bit by bit. Not far outside the cave, the remaining rabbit meat I ate was still there. Although I really wanted to continue roasting it, I didn’t know that I had been daydreaming in the cave for a few days, and the rabbit meat might not be fresh. Secondly, I also know some common sense, that is, I should not eat meat too long, and maybe I would have a stomachache, so now I can only eat hard dry food with a frown.

While gnawing on the cold dry food, I carefully speculated how many days I had been there. After thinking about it, I was still not sure how long I had been confused. But I was still secretly glad in my heart that if Mr. Hong Qigong had not woken up with a palm in his dream, I would probably have starved to death in the cave at that time even if the master, I realized the whole set of Dugu Nine Swords, I would have starved to death in the cave. My cautious style in my heart would have indirectly let myself survive the disaster. If I had not thrown into my mouth a Jiuhua Yulu Pill and restored my strength a little, the hypoglycemia that had just happened to me would have killed myself.

I swallowed the dry food a little anxiously, and felt a little choked. I held the wine gourd that was placed aside, opened my mouth and drank it. I swallowed the dry food that was choked in my throat because I was anxious. I didn't notice that the snake gall in the gourd was a little strange. As a result, I felt something was wrong with the wine. I drank the snake gall wine a few days ago. At that time, I felt warm in my stomach, which made me unable to help but drink a second sip. I was so drunk that I had been drunk for a long time because I got drunk. Today, this thing was not just warm, it was like swallowing a large piece of gunpowder in my stomach, and it burned and exploded in an instant.

I was shocked and quickly stretched out my fingers to dig it in my throat, trying to spit out the fire. But I had been hungry for a few days before eating some dry food, so I could spit out anything. Seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, I had to sit cross-legged and activate my internal force to extinguish the fire.

I was good at Xiang Zizheng's internal strength, but this time I was a little bit turtle-like. This ball of heat was unruly and rushed into my body along the meridians. In the end, it made a wave of pain at the Baihui point on my forehead. It took me a long time to absorb the ball of heat into the Tanzhong point and then slowly incorporate it into the Dantian. As the heat in my belly disappeared, my whole body seemed to be soaked in a bathtub, warm and comfortable, and I felt a little floating and ecstatic.

I let out a long breath, wiped the sweat on my forehead, leaning against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, and didn't think about it. I wondered, what's wrong? Why did this snake gall wine have reacted so much after just a few days? Could it be that the more I soaked this thing, the more I became, the more powerful it became?

Before I could get up and study the mystery in the wine gourd, the answer had already appeared. The silly bird stepped forward to the hole, first put the snake gall in his mouth next to the gourd, then skillfully opened the gourd plug, threw the snake gall into the gourd, and then stuffed the plug with his mouth. A set of professional skills made me stunned.

No wonder this snake gall wine is so fierce now. It seems that during the days when I was daydreaming, the idle silly bird imitated me and stuffed the snake gall into the gourd. After a few days, dozens of snake galls were probably soaked in the gourd wine. If it weren't for the young master, I would have been killed by the snake gall wine. Ignoring the silly bird's screaming and showing off, I opened the plug of the wine gourd and smelled it. Sure enough, a rich sandalwood came to my nose.

The smell of wine was so light that it could hardly smell it. It was poured into my hand a little. The wine was so purple that it turned black, rolling around in my hand like oil drops. I gently patted the back of my head and sighed that I was unlucky. If I were either choked by dry food, I would understand that this thing could not be entered at will. It was also considered that my fate should not be extinguished. The level of internal strength would be able to resolve this big mouth of snake gall wine. If I drink more, I would have to be pushed through my forehead by the heat.

However, I was a blessing in disguise. As I was just using my qi, I received the help of the heat force. Many Guanmai acupoints that were not easy to run in my internal breath were unobstructed, and the dantian was even more lively and warm, and it was obvious that the internal energy had made little progress. Originally, the internal energy reached my level, and even if I continued to use my qi every day, the progress I could make was minimal. After getting married that day, I found that my internal energy was always stagnant. For this reason, I also discussed this issue with my father-in-law Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong. According to these two masters, my state was to encounter the so-called bottleneck in martial arts. As long as I could break through this bottleneck, I could enter the realm of a first-class master.

Although according to Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, I am a rare martial arts genius. I achieved such a success at a young age, which was ten years earlier than them, but it was precisely because I reached this bottleneck too early and accumulated too little experience, so it was even more difficult to go further in a short period of time. Now this half-gave snake gallbladder wine has solved my problem. Although I don’t know what the effect of this thing is, I have personally experienced the increase in internal strength. Young Master, I have reached the first-class level of martial arts and knowledge. As long as I will not be beaten and run around in the future, I will be satisfied.

Of course, I wouldn't be foolish to drink snake gall wine with such domineering strength. Although I felt comfortable after resolving the medicine, the process of resolving the medicine was very sad. If I did so a few more times, it would not be possible to burn my meridians any time. Therefore, I had to let my father-in-law take action and add some medicinal materials to relieve the strength. Thinking about Huang Laoxie's claim to be a mixed study in the world, this little thing should not be difficult for him.

A gust of cold wind blew, and several fallen leaves slowly floated in front of your eyes. My thoughts moved slightly. I pulled up the sword inserted beside me, jumped up, and stabbed it out continuously in the air. When my body fell to the ground, more than ten dead leaves were worn on the tip of the sword. The tip of the sword finger was obliquely blown, and all the dead leaves were blown away. Then I shook my wrist and the sword light flashed, and the dead leaves fell on the ground were neatly broken into two pieces. If this quick sword was me a few days ago, it would definitely not be able to use it, because at that time, every time I used a sword, there would be traces of moves.

How can I achieve smoothness like flowing water? Although this past few days of meditation cannot completely reach the state of no moves than moves, there is no trace of axe chiseling when I take action. Now, I, in addition to not understanding the destruction of Qi, have reached the state of all the sword moves in the world, but this state cannot make me invincible. Only when there are no moves in my eyes can my Dugu Nine Swords be fully understood and truly reach the level of sword demons who only want to lose.

Without much effort, I took off the black iron heavy sword inserted halfway up the mountain, and tied it to the horse's back together with the unknown sword. As for the silk that records the Dugu Nine Swords, I still put it in an iron box and buried it under the stone carvings of the cave walls, so as to save the lucky boy who fell off the cliff and died in decades and could not find the secret of martial arts.

Two good swords, a set of swordsmanship, and half-gourd snake gallbladder wine. This trip to Xiangyang has a lot of rewards. If there was no fool bird following him, it would be even more perfect. Although I know that the fool bird is not inferior to any martial arts master, I still feel strange about it, not because it is ugly, but because it almost died twice. Young Master, I really don’t know if I can survive the third time. Although I wanted to keep the fool bird in that valley, when I saw the lonely appearance of the fool, I was so soft-hearted that I let the fool go on the road together.

Fortunately, although the foolish bird cannot fly, its running speed is no less than that of a fast horse. As long as the Dayuan horse under my seat is not a runny temperament, the foolish bird can keep up. Moreover, if the foolish bird drinks enough wine, its endurance is above the Dayuan horse. One horse and one eagle run against each other, and it actually arrives home two days earlier than I expected.

To put it nicely, it is strange. To put it nicely, it is ugly. When the foolish bird stood behind me and appeared in front of my family with a heavy black iron sword, after a while of silence, everyone laughed. The old naughty boy was the most overwhelming, and he actually laughed to the ground, hammered the ground with one hand and pointed at me with the other hand and said, "Brother, where did you find such a fire stick? It looks very strong, I don't know if my brother and sister can carry it."

These guys didn't know anything, but I couldn't hold my face in my face. I waved the black iron sword in my hand and gritted my teeth at the old naughty boy and said, "Okay, okay, since my elder brother calls this baby fire stick, then let me taste the benefits of this fire stick later."
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