Chapter 9 Promotion to First Martial Arts

Gong Yi deeply knows that the most effective way to improve his cultivation is to study hard and overcome inertia. If you want to succeed, you must work hard first. In recent years, Zhao Weiyang has also told him some things in the Tiantai sect. For example, the Tiantai sect has never given disciples a panacea made of genius treasures, because countless examples have proved that any martial artist who has forcibly promoted to elixirs will be in a certain realm one day in the future. The eternal stagnation, even those geniuses who have created martial arts and martial arts can't break this shackles. For a practicing person, standing in place forever is undoubtedly the greatest pain. Zhao Weiyang told Gong Yi that this was also to remind him that cultivation is to go step by step. Don't seek shortcuts. There may be adventures, but you can't have too much hope.

Although the days of practice are boring, three months have passed in a flash. At this time, the bow game can clearly feel that every trace of spiritual power in the body can run at will in the meridians, and it can also gather the spiritual power into several strands so that they can go their separate ways without interfering with each other. This feeling is like commanding Several armies are generally well organized and busy.

After another four months, Gong Yi's spiritual power can finally spread into the blood, and the spiritual power enters the blood, just like a fish swimming into the water, making the water look more vibrant. Gongyi's even breathing, this feeling is described as sound in four words. But suddenly, he felt that his blood seemed to be plundering spiritual power from his meridians. He hurriedly controlled the spiritual power, but something terrible happened. At this time, the spiritual power was pulled by the blood, completely disobedient to his call, and rushed into the blood crazily, and the blood gradually warmed up with the entry of spiritual power.

"Ah..." Gong Yi roared loudly. At this time, his whole body was red, and his blood was almost burning his skin. At this time, Zhao Weiyang hurried to his room when he heard his roar and asked eagerly, "Qong Yi, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, I'm so hot that my body seems to be on fire." Zhao Weiyang has never seen such a situation and is at a loss. Gradually, the roar of Gong Yi has also become almost powerless moans.

Zhao Weiyang walked back and forth in the house anxiously. Seeing that it was not a good idea to go on like this, he stretched out his hand and was ready to try to help Gong Yi, but just as his hand was about to touch Gong Yi's shoulder, a voice came from behind him: "Don't touch him."

Zhao Weiyang was suddenly shocked. Although he was anxious about the game just now and neglected to prevent it, he still didn't know when he came behind him. I don't know how much better this cultivation is than himself, but the voice seems to be a little familiar. He turned around to see who he was.

"Tower master", Zhao Weiyang said in surprise, but immediately knew that he had lost his manners. He also knew that the old man had a tit-for-tat with the owner of the Star Hall that night. After a look of embarrassing on his face, he bowed and said, "I have met the senior, it's time to offend him. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay. In fact, I prefer this name, haha" and "Tower owner" have been used.

Zhao Weiyang can see that this senior is by no means a calculating person, and in the dialogue between him and the Lord of Xingchen that night, Zhao Weiyang is also convinced that the "tower owner" is a reasonable and general person.

"This little guy's bloodline is a little special, but if he can't even pass this, his future achievements will be very limited. In that case, not to mention revenge, out of the Tiantai Sect, I'm afraid he will even have a problem with self-preservation." After saying this, the tower owner saw Zhao Weiyang's suspicious face, smiled and continued, "You can't help him, and it is possible that his development will be limited by your intervention."

The four words "limited development" are like a blow to the head, making Zhao Weiyang quickly keep calm.

"Thank you for your advice" Zhao Weiyang believes that the "tower owner" is naturally more unique than himself.

After about an hour, the tortured Gong Yi moved his body little by little. He looked at the two people in the room and did not speak, because for him, who was weak at this moment, speaking was also a heavy force. Just now, he didn't hear the dialogue between the two people in the room, because he was really completely involved in the tug-of-war with blood power pulling spiritual power, but it turned out that his opponent was a strong man, and it was not strong enough.

Feeling that there is little spiritual power left in the meridians that has been cultivated for several years. Gong Yi wants to cry without tears, and even has an impulse to scold his mother, but after thinking about it, it's better to forget it. Will scold your own blood, which will be laughed off by others.

Looking at Gong Yi's small bitter gourd-like face, the smile on the "tower owner"'s face was even stronger. He walked over and reached for the meridians of Gong Yi. Gong Yi knew that the other party was not malicious and did not resist. Of course, he knew better that it was useless to resist.

"Okay, that's good." The tower owner seems to be in a good mood at this time.

"What?" Gong Yi doesn't believe his ears. It's good to be like this. Did he hear it wrong or is he always confused?

"You won't understand if I tell you now. I can only tell you that your bloodline is very special. Today's situation will be of great benefit to you in the future. Don't be discouraged, do you understand?" Although the tower owner's tone is sincere, it also reveals a kind of majesty.

"En" Gong Yi nodded. Although he did not fully understand the meaning of the tower owner, he knew that the "tower owner" had no reason to lie to him.

After this incident, Gong Yi still practiced as usual, but he felt that his speed of absorbing aura in the Juling Tower seemed to be faster than before.

Nearly five months have passed since then. At this time, Gong Yi is 14 years old and has been practicing for four years, but he has not yet broken through the feeling of first martial arts, and he has not even touched the threshold. He knew that the stronger the martial arts, the more difficult it was to break through, but he just wanted to enter the ranks of martial arts, but it was so difficult. Although there are people everywhere who have not reached the realm of Chuwu in four years, or more precisely, it is a little genius to reach Chuwu in four years, Gong Yi knows that he is different, and his age is there, and it seems that he can't afford it.

"It's really frustrating when it will break through," Gong Yi said angrily.

"Hmm, what else can you do if you can't calm down?" Zhao Weiyang heard his sad words as soon as he got to the door of Gongyi's room and suddenly felt unhappy.

"Master, disciple..." Gong Yi didn't know what to say.

"As a teacher, you know what you think, but the so-called speed is not achieved. You should understand that no matter what cultivation you have achieved, I don't want to hear you say such things in the future, understand?" Zhao Weiyang said earnestly.

Seeing the master's attitude towards him, Gong Yi was sincerely moved and bowed down and said, "My disciple knew it was wrong."

Since then, Gong Yi has no longer complained about himself and devoted himself to practice. More than half a year later, this time, Gong Yi felt that he was really going to be promoted to the realm of Chuwu.

Since the last time the spiritual power in the meridians was forcibly "plundered" by blood, the speed of Gong Yi's absorption of spiritual power has increased. Now he has once again had that full feeling. The abundant spiritual power is not only getting stronger in the meridians, but also occupies a place in the internal organs.

At the same time, the "condensation task" that Gong Yi has been pursuing has also received extraordinary effects. Although the strength of the muscles is invulnerable, if it is not injected with spiritual power and cut directly with a knife, I'm afraid it will only break the skin. And at this time, the bow game is confident: even if some sharp weapons pierce into the muscles, he can forcibly squeeze out the weapons that enter the body with his control of the muscles.

On this day, everything in the outside world is ordinary, but for Gong Yi, there is another feeling of sudden arrival of happiness. The spiritual power in the body surged, overwhelmingly impacting the body of Gongyi. The ocean of spiritual power urgently needs a better world to accommodate, and this world is the world after the breakthrough. At this moment, Gong Yi can clearly hear the sound of the heart beating, and the calm and powerful rhythm clearly sounded in Gong Yi's mind like a war drum.

"bang"

"bang"

It can be heard from the sound that the heart is getting stronger and stronger under the wrapping of spiritual power. In the end, spiritual power fills every corner of the meridians, blood, muscles, internal organs, and even skin. This time, the feeling of bow game is no longer to command the army to act, but to have soldiers guard every detail of their bodies, and these soldiers do not need to practice and can be mobilized at will when they need it.

"Hu" Gong Yi exhaled a turbid breath. He knew that he had reached the realm of primary martial arts before the age of 15. It turned out that the breakthrough was just an opportunity. "However, why didn't there be thunder?" Bow game's small mouth muttered.

"Cut, it thunders when you are promoted to the first martial arts. If it comes to Zhenwu, Shengwu and so on will have to crack." The Bodhi bird on the side sneered.

Gong Yi blushed and hurriedly covered up, "It's just a casual talk."

Zhao Weiyang in the west room also felt the unusualness of Gong Yi. After coming over, he laughed even more, which was happier than his breakthrough. For nearly five years, he watched Gong Yi grow slowly, from a crying child who had just entered the sect to a teenager who stepped into the ranks of warriors, among which Gong Yi naturally made endless efforts, but Zhao Weiyang also often came forward to guide and explain some unclear points of Gongyi in detail. Zhao Weiyang did put a lot of effort into this apprentice who had high hopes for him. At this time, he suddenly thought of ten-finger killing and asked, "How's the fingering I gave you?"

"It's not an apprentice to boast, at the same level. On the premise that he doesn't know that I have this fingering, I'm sure to defeat him with one move. Even if you know, it's only a matter of time to win. Gong Yi said proudly that he knew that there was no need to be modest in front of his master, that is, to tell the truth.

"Okay, then you are eligible to participate in the Zongwu Association of the sect." Zhao Weiyang was a little excited.

"Zongwuhui, what is that?" Bow heard a new term.

"That's your pass to leave the sect." Zhao Weiyang's eyes showed expectation.