Chapter 642: The Ultimate Martial Arts (Part 2)
Half a year passed quietly.
In that unfathomable darkness, almost ten thousand feet above the ground, I could still feel the vigorous and powerful heartbeats before.
This sound is intertwined with the chirping of insects from time to time, or accompanied by the hair-raising hiss of a snake lizard.
As time goes by, this once strong and vigorous heartbeat gradually becomes dull and weak.
Its beating frequency also slowly slowed down from once per second at the beginning to barely beating once every three to five seconds.
Until finally it became weaker and slower, as if it had stopped completely.
To this day, the only sound that can still be vaguely captured is
All that was left was the endless, teeth-chattering chewing sound of those snakes and insects.
Although half a year is just a blink of an eye to the outside world, for Xie Que it is a long and difficult time.
With his ability to recover quickly, whenever his body is partially eaten by those snakes and insects,
He can repair the parts that have been eaten and restore a little life to hang on to his life.
Before that, the body of the Beiju shaman was polished by Xie Que.
His body is already as perfect as a knife or an axe, every inch of his muscles is strong and powerful, and his whole body exudes an ultimate fusion of violence and aesthetics.
However, at this moment, his originally tall, generous and majestic body was completely covered by a thick layer of blood scab.
Like the silkworm that has spun a cocoon, or the golden cicada that is bound by its outer shell, it is experiencing the painful struggle before transformation.
Under this layer of blood scab, hidden was Xie Que's body that had been deeply corrupted by the poison of snakes and insects.
In this endless darkness, every muscle fiber, every blood vessel, and every meridian of his body was not spared, and his internal organs were also mutilated.
They are either riddled with toxins or gnawed ruthlessly by insect poisons.
Xie Que's face became ferocious and terrifying at this moment, as if he was a ghost crawling out of hell.
Two of his eyes had also been eaten away by poisonous insects, leaving only empty and deep eye sockets.
But even so, Xie Que still maintained his posture of sitting cross-legged on the ground with his heart raised to the sky, without any change.
Due to the huge pressure caused by the accumulation of countless rocks and soil, Xie Que's bones were broken every inch, and his muscles were crushed to pieces.
But with his terrifying willpower, the martial arts spirit he forged also supported his nearly collapsed body, temporarily resisting the terrifying pressure that could completely crush him into powder.
At this moment, Xie Que's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and the holes revealed in his pupils were like abyss.
Between his lips and teeth, he kept chanting and echoing "Be patient and motionless like the earth."
Suddenly, his chanting stopped, and his hoarse and sharp voice sounded like it was coming from the underworld.
"Success or failure in half a year depends on today."
Xie Que knew very well that the risk this time was probably even worse than opening up the cave world in the Martial God stage.
Opening up the cave world is already the stage of the Martial God. Even if it fails,
A piece of flesh and blood can still be left behind, and with the help of the magical power of blood rebirth, one can regain life.
However, his body at this moment is only at the level of the third level of martial arts, and even the ghost has not yet been able to sense it.
This means that once his practice fails, everything he has will be in vain.
Even so, Xie Que never flinched or hesitated at all.
He put his own life and death aside and devoted himself to the pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts with an almost crazy enthusiasm.
However, the speed of time in the Blessed Land of Samsara is very different from that in the outside world. Xie Que spent a year in the Blessed Land of Samsara, while only half a day passed in the Maha Realm.
Such a time difference means that potential threats such as Yang Zhiyuan may not be aware of his potential.
Now that he decided to resume martial arts, Xie Que was determined to do everything to the extreme.
Strive to reach the point of no further improvement in every realm, and only then will you consider breaking through to the next level.
Today, half a year later, Xie Que has noticed that
My own super-fast recovery ability has surpassed the eating speed of those snakes and insects.
This change was not only reflected in the recovery speed of his body, but also in his rejuvenated internal organs.
These internal organs, after undergoing countless rebirths and repairs, have been coated with a layer of blood-colored luster.
This layer of luster seemed to be an indestructible barrier, preventing those insect snake teeth from penetrating deep into his flesh and blood.
All this rebirth and restoration does not come without a price.
During the recovery process, Xie Que's body experienced unprecedented consumption and hardship.
His forearms, which were originally as thick as buckets, have now become extremely thin.
All muscle and fat are almost exhausted.
Not only that, there was not much blood left in his body.
They were originally flowing like rivers, but now they only have the most basic circulation left, barely maintaining the minimum needs of life.
If Xie Que hadn't relied on the strength of his body to accumulate a large amount of Qi and blood as support,
I am afraid that he has already been defeated in this ordeal and has become another withered skeleton under this barren land.
However, even in such a difficult situation, the Qi and blood in Xie Que's body still showed an astonishingly profound foundation.
Although they have been almost exhausted, the remaining energy and blood are as deep as the sum of three or five martial arts masters.
In Xie Que's meridians that had been eaten away by insects and snakes, only a narrow sliver of them remained. The remaining Qi and blood were stirred up like a vast ocean, making waves of roaring sounds like ocean waves.
As Qi and blood surged again, Xie Que's heartbeat, which had become weak due to long-term consumption, began to regain its vigorous and powerful vitality.
It beat faster and faster, and every beat was like rumbling thunder exploding in Xie Que's chest.
Finally, driven by this force, the poisonous insect that was biting Xie Que's liver instantly began to be squeezed by the restored physical strength in Xie Que's body.
Under the crushing force of this force, it was instantly crushed into powder and turned into nothingness, as if it had never existed.
These powdery remains of poisonous insects were quickly swallowed up by the surging blood in Xie Que's body, and turned into nutrients that nourished his body.
Subsequently, the other poisonous insects also suffered the same fate.
Under the impact of the mighty energy and blood in Xie Que's body, they continued to turn into balls of bloody mist.
Then it was completely swallowed up by the rushing energy and blood, and dissipated invisible.
Even the most powerful one, a little snake covered in scales and almost ready to turn into a dragon, was transformed by the unstoppable force in Xie Que's body.
He was instantly crushed into a pulp, and then swept away by the vast energy and blood.
And all of this was finally revised by Xie Que after numerous revisions based on the Dragon and Snake Encircling the World Sutra, incorporating the essence of the true interpretation of martial arts.
This training system gives him the ability to almost devour all things. No matter what kind of substance it is, it can be refined by the high-temperature and fiery blood in his body.
Then it assimilates into a part of his own qi and blood, becoming the source of his qi and blood.
As those snakes and insects turned into nutrients that nourished his body, Xie Que's physical burden gradually lightened.
And his heartbeat became heavier and more powerful, like a war drum beating.
Bang! Bang bang!
The next moment, the energy and blood in Xie Que's body was like a river bursting its banks, turning into a raging torrent.
It traveled rapidly through the veins of his body, causing waves of strong fluctuations.
Wherever the Qi and blood pass, they are enveloped by the thick blood mist that escapes.
This blood mist is like the nectar of life, nourishing every inch of Xie Que's skin, every muscle, and even every tiny blood vessel.
Under the nourishment of this blood mist, Xie Que's body parts that had been bitten by snakes and insects were recovering at an alarming speed.
Every muscle and every bone glows with vitality under the baptism of Qi and blood, as if it has been given terrifying vitality again, becoming more tenacious and powerful.
Those parts that had been most severely damaged were miraculously restored to almost perfect condition at this moment.
It was as if he had never experienced any harm, not even a faint trace was left.
When the power of Qi and blood flowed through the brain, the most delicate and fragile place, Xie Que couldn't help but slow down, and every movement he made seemed extremely cautious.
He knows very well that the brain is the center that controls the whole body, and a slight error may lead to unpredictable consequences, and may even put him in an irreversible situation.
Therefore, even when he faced such an important and fragile part, he did not dare to be careless or rash at all.
At the same time, Xie Que's heart, liver, and soul seemed to have turned into greedy giant beasts, which continued to devour every trace of energy and blood remaining in the body.
It's like a thirsty person finally finds the rain and enjoys the nourishment from the depths of life.
Nourished by this energy and blood force, the various functional levels in Xie Que's body began to surge at an alarming rate.
It was as if there was an invisible force pushing him, allowing him to constantly break through his own limits.
This surge of power does not come from his own potential, but from the temporary effects of various hormones under specific conditions.
However, for him at this moment, this was enough.
After all, it is not easy to escape from this abyss-like underground, let alone a martial arts master.
Even martial arts immortals have to pay a huge price.
After completing all this, Xie Que continued to sit cross-legged on the ground without any fuss.
Xie Que knew that he still had one last crucial preparation that he had yet to complete.
So he slowly closed his eyes and allowed his spirit and will to be instantly immersed in a dark space.
In this space, he saw an existence that was very similar to him. It was the inner demon bred by this shaman's body.
This inner demon was deliberately cultivated by Xie Que using the inner demon origin method. It merged the main consciousness and subconsciousness of the shaman's body, and also incorporated some of Xie Que's memories.
"You took away my body..."
The voice of the inner demon echoed in the dark space,
But before he finished speaking, Xie Que flicked his fingertips, and the body of the inner demon shattered like fragile glass.
Its fragments turned into little bits of light and merged into Xie Que's own spiritual world.
In an instant, Xie Que's spiritual world became purer and stronger.
This move was Xie Que's decisive move to completely resolve the potential dangers of this body.
Nowadays, Xie Que's understanding of the avenue of cause and effect has been quite profound.
He seemed to be standing on the torrent of fate, overlooking the intertwined web of cause and effect, no longer afraid that someone could manipulate him in this regard.
However, as cautious as he is, he will naturally not leave any possible hidden dangers.
So, he set about erasing all the remaining marks left by the body he had taken over,
to ensure that he could fully control this body and no longer be disturbed by any external forces.
"If you want to achieve the ultimate, you must first break through your own ultimate." Xie Que silently recited this sentence in his heart.
Under this ten thousand feet of ground, without the nourishment of spiritual energy, Xie Que could not accurately judge how much his body's blood and qi capacity had increased,
but he could clearly feel that compared to before, this body's blood and qi capacity had at least doubled.
Under such torture, coupled with his own understanding of "An Ren Motionless\
,"it has made the body truly like a rock, eternal and motionless.
Xie Que slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes that had been torn apart by snakes and insects had now fully recovered,
but the whites of his eyes were covered with fine red blood due to the violent surge of blood and qi just now, which was extremely eye-catching.
He took a deep breath, like a beast ready to go, and let out a low and powerful roar from his throat.
At this moment, his heart, blood, tendons and bones seemed to respond to his will, and burst into thunderous roars, like thunder exploding in the sky.
In the century-long battle with Jidu Tianjun, Xie Que's will was sharpened to be harder than steel,
and this abyss-like underground could not imprison him forever.
Then, the layers of blood scabs covering his body burst open in an instant, turning into blood mist all over the sky,
and Xie Que was like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, and like a dragon entering the river and the sea, regaining his freedom.
He held the heavy rock and soil tightly with his hands like iron pliers, and used all his strength to climb up continuously.
After several hours of hard work, Xie Que finally jumped out from the underground and bathed in the sun again.
At this moment, he was covered with dust, and his originally strong body became thin due to long-term consumption, as if only a layer of skin was left covering the bones.
"The time is just right, it should be in time."
Xie Que sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated.
After about seven or eight incense sticks of time, a gap in the void suddenly opened in front of his eyes,
and what flowed out was the world power transmitted by the God of Seeking through special means.
This was the result that Xie Que had obtained a long time ago through his powerful predictive calculation ability in the other shore realm. Even a strong man like Yang Zhiyuan,
could only perceive that the source of this power seemed to fall from the void by chance, and could not associate it with the God of Seeking.
Xie Que slowly stretched out his hand and gently held this golden world power in his hand.
At that moment, he seemed to feel the pulse of fate, beating gently in his palm.
Become a martial saint, today! (End of this chapter)