Chapter 62 is Qingwan's Way (4000 words, two chapters in one)

After a month in Xuefutu, Xu Ming gradually adapted to the life in Xuefutu.

Every day it's training or training.

However, compared to Xu Ming's blind training in the courtyard, Xue Fu Tu's training method is obviously more systematic and in line with "martial arts science".

Instructor Wang Meng looks like a big man who swears all the time and curses at everyone, but in fact, Wang Meng is very careful.

Wang Meng is in charge of the ten people in Tent 484, and he is very clear about the physical fitness and shortcomings of each person.

In addition to boxing training, Wang Meng will develop a personal training plan for each person. He will accurately squeeze out every last bit of your strength every day, allowing you to break your limits again and again.

To be honest, this kind of training life is really painful, and it even feels like life is worse than death.

But every morning, when you wake up, you can clearly feel that you are getting stronger little by little.

It seems that all this is worth it.

Regarding food, Xu Ming initially thought that the food Xuefutu ate was just ordinary food.

Later, Xu Ming found out that the rice that Xuefutu ate was all irrigated with spiritual springs, and the meat that he ate was all the flesh and blood of magical beasts.

This kind of magical beast is called "red-haired pig" and is raised in the ten Xuefutu military camps. It is very effective in replenishing the qi and blood of warriors and can easily fill their stomachs.

Otherwise, if each warrior eats so much, how many pigs would have to be killed and how much rice would have to be cooked every day? This is not a cost issue, but a time issue.

In addition, according to the physical condition of each warrior, Wang Meng would regularly give each person different medicinal herbs. Some of these medicinal herbs were used to regulate the breath, and some were used to apply to the body to strengthen the muscles and bones.

Now Xu Ming also understood why among the three major iron armies of Wu State, the number of people in the Dragon Leopard Cavalry and the Iron Tiger Army fluctuated between 50,000 and 70,000, while the Blood Pagoda would never exceed 100,000.

It's very simple.

Can't afford it.

The combat effectiveness of these 100,000 carefully selected warriors is terrifying, but the cost is extremely high! However, the Wu Kingdom will not be reluctant to use them just because each of the Blood Pagodas is precious.

According to Xu Ming's understanding, Xuefutu carries out missions most frequently.

Xuefutu would go on a mission every once in a while.

If you die, you die. Someone will take your place.

If you die, it means you are not qualified.

In addition, after about a year, the recruits will undergo an assessment.

Xu Ming heard that there were one thousand new recruits in the First Military Camp, and only five hundred of them could stay.

The other 500 people will either join other ordinary armies, or go back to farming, doing business, or being bodyguards, whatever they should do.

"Today, I will tell you in detail what a warrior is."

In the sixth month after Xu Ming entered the Blood Pagoda, when everyone's blood energy had reached the peak of the mercury mirror, Wang Meng began to give lectures.

“I’m sure you all know the realm of a warrior.

Let me say it again, warriors are divided into ten realms.

The three realms of body refining: mud embryo realm, wood embryo realm, and mercury realm.

The three realms of Qi training: the realm of heroic soul, the realm of heroic spirit, and the realm of martial courage.

The three realms of soul refining: the golden body realm, the far-reaching realm, the mountain peak realm, and the tenth realm - the realm of end. "

Xu Ming and ten other people were carrying a thousand kilograms of black iron while doing horse stance.

Wang Meng was strolling around and giving a lecture at the same time.

“The three realms of body training correspond to the lower five realms of Qi training.

For those cultivators, if they have not reached the cave dwelling realm, they cannot be called mountain people and can only be regarded as Taoist priests in the world at most.

The same is true for us warriors."

Wang Meng saw a man standing too high, so he kicked him in the butt and continued.

"Anyone can reach the third level of body refining! The average level of ordinary detectives in our Wu country is at the Wood Embryo Level, and the head detective is at the Mercury Level.

So don’t think you are so great just because you have reached the level of mercury mirror at such a young age.

I tell you! Those who can enter the Blood Pagoda! All of them have entered the Mercury Mirror before the age of fifteen!

The most important thing is to reach the three realms of Qi Refining - Heroic Soul, Heroic Spirit, and Martial Courage! Countless warriors have wasted half their lives, but ultimately failed to reach the realm of Heroic Soul.

Only when you enter the realm of heroic soul can you be considered to have truly mastered the art of martial arts.

Forge a heroic soul, your souls will be hard to disperse, and ordinary soul techniques will be ineffective against you.

Become a heroic spirit. Ordinary demons and monsters will retreat when they see you. With just a shout from you, your soul will be scattered to the sky.

Gather your martial courage, take a step forward, your fists and blood energy are so strong that ordinary cultivators will tremble in their legs just by seeing you!

This is a warrior! When you reach the Qi Refining Stage, the first stage can be equivalent to the third stage of ordinary Qi Refiners!

How do I explain this to you guys?"

Wang Meng thought for a while and said, "For example, an ordinary warrior in the Heroic Soul Realm fights against an ordinary Qigong practitioner in the Cave Mansion Realm.

Basically, warriors in the Heroic Soul Realm can win.

The opponent is one realm higher than you. If a cultivator from Guanhai Realm fights with you, the odds are basically evenly matched.

If a cultivator from the Longmen Realm fights with you at a distance of ten meters, you will definitely be defeated.

But if you can get within ten meters of them, most of the Qigong practitioners at the Longmen Realm will be in great danger.

Of course, this refers to those people who specialize in practicing Taoism. For sword practitioners, it would be very troublesome.

Those sword cultivators are not easy to fight even if you get close to them. But they are not like those Qigong practitioners who cast annoying spells all day long.

However, what Lao Tzu said is all relative.

The battle between the two sides takes into account many factors, such as the right time, right place, right people, the number and quality of the opponent's magic weapons, the quality of your weapons, and your state of mind at the time, etc. Remember! All realms in the world are named artificially according to a certain stage of cultivation.

It doesn't mean that you are invincible just because you are one level higher than me.

There is no such saying! No matter how much lower the other party's realm is than yours! You can't relax! He may cut your throat with a sword! No matter how much higher the other party's realm is than yours! You can't be afraid! You may also smash his head with one punch! We warriors must believe in our fists. Once we punch, we will no longer think about retreating! There is no absolute realm. Only the one who survives to the end is the winner!

Do you understand? "

"I understand." Everyone replied.

"Damn it, didn't you guys eat? I'm asking you if you understand me."

“I understand!”

"Very good, very energetic. Do you have any questions? Ask quickly. I will only teach this basic course once." Wang Meng spat.

"Instructor! I have questions!" Xiong Haizhi shouted.

Wang Meng kicked him in the ass: "If you have a problem, just say it directly. You're dithering like a woman!"

"I heard from my father that being a warrior is a dead end! Why?" Xiong Haizhi asked loudly.

Hearing this question, everyone's minds became tense. They also wanted to know the answer. After all, no one wanted to be told that their lifelong practice was a dead end.

"Why?" Wang Meng sneered, "Because warriors have a short life span! That's the reason!"

Wang Meng put his hands behind his back:

"Think about it with your pig brains. People with spiritual roots have already started practicing. If they practice to the cave realm, they will have a lifespan of 500 years. But for us warriors, practicing to the end is only 500 years! Isn't this a dead end? If you want a long life, become a cultivator.

If you don’t have spiritual roots, just practice martial arts honestly!

Besides, what if their life span is short? I have blasted countless Dragon Gate Realm masters’ heads. What if they have a life span of a thousand years? They still died in my hands, right? "

"Instructor, how many warriors are there at the end?" asked Li Han, a man with slicked back hair.

Wang Meng replied: "As far as I know, there are a total of twenty warriors in Zhijing. There are two from my Wu Kingdom, one from each of the other ten dynasties, and I forgot where they are from, but it should be this number anyway."

"Instructor, I heard that there is a realm above the limit?" Xu Ming asked.

When Xu Ming asked this question, everyone looked at him. Wang Meng also laughed a few times: "Boy, you have a very high vision. You have thought of the realm above the limit."

As he spoke, Wang Meng raised his head, with a hint of longing in his eyes.

“The state of cessation is divided into three levels: complete body, abundant energy, and full spirit.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6-9!

Currently, there are only five people who can reach the third level, and we have one in Wu country.

This is the place that warriors call the dead end road.

All warriors who have reached the third level of the End have said that they feel that the End is not the end! There is a way beyond the End! It's just that no one has walked out of this road yet.

This is like the lost second realm of Qigong practitioners.

However, unlike Qigong practitioners, the lost second realm really existed in ancient times.

However, the martial arts realm above the limit has never appeared so far.

Some people named the final realm above the end - the realm of the God of War.

The martial arts become gods, and the human body becomes the heaven and earth in itself, in harmony with the Tao!"

When Wang Meng finished speaking, Xu Ming and others all looked at Wu Yanhan.

Wu Yanhan frowned.

"I know what you're thinking."

Wang Meng waved his hand.

“You must have heard that Wu Yanhan has a Martial God Body, but a Martial God Body does not necessarily have to be able to enter the Martial God realm to be called a Martial God Body.

Rather, the Martial God Body is the physique most likely to enter the Martial God realm, so it is called the Martial God Body.

Wu Yanhan, don't think you can relax just because you have the body of a martial god, and don't think you are invincible in martial arts.

So far, there are a total of 121 known martial god bodies that have appeared in history. The lowest level is at the eighth level of martial arts - the Far Traveling Realm, and the highest level is at the third level of the End Realm - the Divine Man.

You have a physique that is more suitable for martial arts than others. Your lower limit is very high, but others who don’t have a martial arts body can still reach your position, or even surpass you! Practice well and take solid steps step by step. This is more important than anything else!"

Listening to Wang Meng's words, Wu Yanhan glanced at Xu Ming, who was tied with him, and responded coldly: "I know."

"That's good to know."

Wang Meng picked up the kettle from the ground and took a sip.

“I heard that the Rootless Secret Realm, which opens once every five hundred years, will open in four years, and Qi Refiners below the Dragon Gate Realm and those in the Dragon Gate Realm can participate.

Warriors at the Heroic Soul Realm can participate, and we have three places in Xuefutu.

You guys work hard and see if you have the ability to travel to the rootless secret realm.

By then, when all kinds of geniuses gather together, you will know the gap between yourself and those geniuses!

But that's not the time for you to think about it now.

What you should think about is the assessment in half a year. If you fail the assessment, you will leave Xuefutu.

You bastards, if you are new, practice more!"

Wang Meng took the branch and hit the ground with it: "Tie the black iron on your shoulders to your feet! Run ten miles! The last one to run will have no lunch today!"

As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, Xu Ming and others quickly tied the black iron to their feet and ran forward.

"These bastards"

Wang Meng smiled, his eyes focused on Xu Ming, Wu Yanhan and another boy.

"Will the dead end of the martial arts be solved by the three of you?"

Tianxuanmen Wanhua Valley.

Wang Xuan crossed the horizon and came to this sea of ​​flowers.

In the center of the sea of ​​flowers, there was a girl wearing a blue Tianxuan Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged, floating in the air.

Between the girl's eyebrows, the runes that represent the evolution of heaven and earth appear faintly, just like the flowers embellishing the girl's hair.

Compared to when the little girl was six years old, she has grown a lot now, and her long hair just does not reach her slender waist.

Unlike the naivety of six years old, the ten-year-old girl's facial features became more delicate, and her body was growing like a willow tree sprouting.

The destiny of heaven and earth gathered around the girl, and everything around her seemed to be integrated with her.

But the next moment, ripples appeared around the girl's body, and her luck condensed and dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuan shook his head, sighed softly, and called softly: "Qing Wan."

Hearing her master's voice, Qin Qingwan slowly opened her eyes.

It’s hard to imagine that, at only ten years old, that pair of peach blossom eyes has a charm that surpasses many girls.

If the girl continues to grow up, what kind of beauty will she be? Qin Qingwan slowly descended from the sky, step by step towards Wang Xuan, the wind blew past, and the sea of ​​flowers swayed.

"Master." The girl walked up to Wang Xuan and bowed.

"Qingwan, you are not at peace again." Wang Xuan looked at his apprentice, "What's the reason?"

"Master, a while ago, Xuetuluo opened for the second time," the girl said with curved eyes.

Wang Xuan naturally knew the agreement between his disciple and the boy named Xu Ming: "Qing Wan, our lineage practices the Supreme Forgetfulness. You have him in your heart, which is not conducive to your practice. Four years later, the Wugen Secret Realm will be opened. Tianxuanmen has something that you need to get, and your current realm is not enough."

Qin Qingwan blinked her eyes: "But Master, you said before that everyone has his or her own path, and Qingwan should walk out of her own path."

Wang Xuan nodded: "That's right."

Qin Qingwan: "Then why did Master want Qingwan to forget her own path?"

Wang Xuan looked into his disciple's eyes and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

"Master asked Qingwan to forget her emotions, but her emotions were Brother Ming."

The girl smiled sweetly, and all the flowers bowed their heads.

"And Brother Ming is the way of Qingwan."

(End of this chapter)