Chapter 4

"Isn't it?"

When Luo Chuan was full of expectations and ready to build the foundation directly, the next blow disappointed him.

There are countless cultivation skills in Jiulong Jun's memory, but most of them are based on the foundation. You can't practice until you reach the perfection of the foundation. The rest of the few foundation building skills rely on foreign objects, such as pills, magic tools, spiritual veins, sealing demons and so on.

"I don't believe there is no foundation building skill suitable for me!"

Luo Chuan didn't give up. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He plunged into the vast memory of jiuchen Jun's skill like the starry sky.

The sun rose and the moon set, and two days passed in the twinkling of an eye. During this period, little stuttered came to deliver food secretly. Unlike last time, he was very careful not to talk to Luo Chuan again.

Luo Chuan was immersed in the memory of jiuchen Jun's skill wholeheartedly. Except for a small amount of water, he didn't touch a mouthful of rice. Although he did not find a suitable foundation building method, his cognition of practice and power has advanced by leaps and bounds, and his understanding of foundation building has reached a very high level.

"I can't go on like this. It's only more than a month away from the old prince's birthday banquet. I'm afraid Luojiang will think of me once the birthday banquet is over."

At the thought of the third childe who framed him, Luo Chuan was full of urgency.

At the age of 20, he practiced in the great ethereal realm. The third childe of the Luo family is definitely one in ten thousand. Even if he comes from the martial arts world, such a genius is favored by the Tang Guoxian family. There is a rumor in Baiyujing that the reason why the immortal family from Guyue mountain didn't leave was because they took a fancy to several talents in Baiyujing, including Luo Jiang.

Regardless of his own strength or power, the third son of the Luo family is the leader of the younger generation of Baiyujing. It's more or less bad to be watched by such a person.

Suddenly, a text flashed through Luo Chuan's mind.

I don't know which corner of Jiulong Jun's memory this text came from, as if it jumped out of thin air.

"The human body has great medicine, which can become a road. Nine deaths seek a life, and nine turns are the supreme law."

The first twenty words are not clever.

But the more he read down, the more frightened Luo Chuan was.

This foundation building skill has a strange name, which is called "nine dead life skill". Whether it is the idea or the way of foundation building, "nine dead life skill" is very different from other skills.

Not convinced of Qi, not swallowing pills, not cultivating spiritual vessels... Its method is very simple and not worth mentioning. But when I tasted it carefully, I was shocked to find that every word and paragraph of it hidden the supreme truth of the world and was thought-provoking.

"Nine deaths and one life skill" was unexpectedly obtained by Jiulong Jun during an exploration. At first, he was also quite surprised. He found 10000 gifted children to practice, but none of them succeeded. Jiulong Jun just picked up the antique skill before the great extinction and abandoned it.

Half an hour later, Luo Chuan was already familiar with this foundation building skill.

The purpose of this skill is to induce the huge potential of the human body by the way of death and life. At the beginning of building the foundation, he did not rely on foreign objects, did not practice external Taoism, and did not cultivate and refine essence. Instead, he just put himself in the desperate situation of a life of nine deaths. Nine deaths are the guide of medicine, and great medicine becomes a great road.

There are nine kinds of death situations in life: hunger, thirst, cold, fatigue, loss, injury, disease, extinction and emptiness. Judging from the previous six categories, the nine deaths and one life skills are incomparably consistent with Luo Chuan's current situation. They are tailor-made for Luo Chuan, which makes Luo Chuan excited.

But even such a unique and arrogant figure as Jiulong Jun failed to succeed. It's really difficult to determine whether this "nine dead life skill" can be cultivated.

The sun shines in from the iron window. Luo Chuan can feel that time is passing bit by bit.

Luo Chuan's eyes showed a cruel color.

This is his only chance and his last chance. I won a bet yesterday. Why not bet again today?

Excluding distractions, Luo Chuan sat cross legged and concentrated.

For nearly three days, he didn't eat. His stomach was empty. He was too hungry to be hungry. It was in line with the formula of "hungry".

Next, he was not ready to drink again to achieve the "thirsty" formula.

Take a deep breath. Luo Chuan takes off all his clothes and leaves only one underpants. The cold air strikes. Luo Chuan shivers. Before long, his face turns white and the "cold" formula begins to work.

He didn't sleep for three days. Luo Chuanquan supported himself with a strong spirit. He was already exhausted, but he should prove the formula of "fatigue".

When the "loss" formula came... Luo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and showed surprise. When the internal breathing moved to xiadantian, he felt the existence of Qidan again.

It turned out that Luo Fu didn't completely abolish my Qi pill that day. She quietly left me an imperceptible Qi pill... The only female young master of the second house, why did she do this?

Luo Chuan didn't continue to think. Without the memory of Jiulong Jun, Luo Chuan would be ecstatic at the moment. Now, this Qi pill is just a burden for Luochuan.

With a sudden force, Luo Chuan ran internal breathing and forcibly dispersed the Qi pill!

From the time Luo Chuan got the first Dandao script when he was ten years old, his five-year skills dissipated at this moment and completely disappeared. Strong sense of weakness swept through, Luochuan only feel weak, there is a kind of essence of the body all feel empty, this is the "loss" word tactic.

In addition, Luo Chuan's internal organs were injured by pangguan, the running dog of the third childe, three days ago, and he has not recovered yet.

So far, Luo Chuan has completed the first six pitfalls of "nine deaths and one life skill". The only difference is disease, Jue and emptiness.

The next step is to practice according to the skill method, go through a process from death to life, seek the great medicine in the body, and induce unparalleled human potential.

In the afternoon sun, Luo Chuan watched his nose and heart. While reciting the Dharma formula, he operated internal breathing according to the exercise route, and soon began to settle down.

On the first day, Luo Chuan's limbs were sour, his mind was heavy, his body became stiff due to the cold, and his bones seemed to crack. Hunger attacks in bursts. Luo Chuan's Qi is like a hairspring. He can only support himself with one breath. This first day has been extremely difficult.

The next day, Luo Chuan's body was still stiff and his limbs were sore, but his chest was hot. He felt burning. The next night, a stench came out of his pores. Luo Chuan had a feeling of dying, as if the gate of death was in front of him.

On the third day, Luo Chuan's body and limbs were numb, his face was covered with rotten sores, and the burning feeling in his heart moved down to the abdominal Dantian. The skin around him seemed to have been rubbed hard, with erythema everywhere. All over the body, there is no pain. Without a trace of strength, I'm afraid anyone will give up. Luo Chuan bit the tip of his tongue and insisted.

On the fourth day, Luochuan was seriously ill. His whole body was swollen, his face was sallow, and his hair was dry and cracked. He practices internal breathing according to the line of "life and death skill". At the end of each week, one of his internal organs is pulled, like a fire knife scraping bones, which is extremely painful. At this point, there is no room for maneuver. Luo Chuan's breath is like a hairspring and lingers.

Fortunately, he finally felt the word "disease".

On the fifth day, it snowed again at noon. The snow drifted in from the crack of the iron fence and fell on Luochuan's head. The swelling on Luo Chuan's body surface is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After half an hour, not only the swelling on his body subsides, but he is as thin as if there were no more than a few kilograms of meat left, just like skin wrapped in bones. There are no other changes. If a second person was present, Luo Chuan would be considered dead.

On the sixth day, Luo Chuan's hair had fallen off clean, and the whole person looked very strange, pale, weak and fuzzy... It was impossible to describe it in words, just like a faint shadow outlined on the drawing paper, which could disperse at any time.

On the seventh day, the snow stopped again. The first ray of sunshine shone in from the window, and Luo Chuan's heart beat faster and faster with the gradually rising temperature in the room. He felt a trace of vitality and was barely able to open his eyes.

There was only one month left for the old prince's birthday banquet, which was also his last chance to turn the tide. However, until now, he has not been able to understand the remaining two character formula, let alone practice into "nine dead life skill". What's more, even if you practice it, you're just beginning to build a foundation.

Uneasiness, worry, anxiety... All kinds of negative emotions emerged from the bottom of his heart. By noon, Luo Chuan was nervous and almost suffocated. For the first time in his life, he felt a trace of despair. Just then, Luo Chuan suddenly realized that his mood at the moment just confirmed the formula of "Jue"?

The seventh Jue "disease" is the summary of the first six Jue, while the eighth Jue "Jue" is the transformation from outside to inside, from flesh to mind.

There is only the last "empty" formula left. Where is it?

Luo Chuan exhausted his last strength and crossed his knees to settle down, wandering outside the object.

"Bare!"

The iron window opened and the bamboo basket slid down the wall. In the past seven days, the stuttering internal guard quietly sent food and water four times.

Although Luo Chuan closed his eyes, he could hear.

......

After putting down the bamboo basket, LV Ping fished back the chain. As the day before yesterday, there was no response from the wall, as if there was no one inside. LV Ping hesitated for a moment and stuck his ear to the wall.

After a long time, there was no sound in the secret room. Recalling Luo Chuan's dying appearance when he was sent, LV Ping frowned bitterly.

He is seventeen years old and has only been an internal defender in Luofu for three years.

Three years ago, a strange snow destroyed his home. Both parents died in the disaster, leaving him and his sister dependent on each other. LV Ping's family was so poor that LV Ping didn't even have money to pay for his parents' funeral. He took the few copper tools left at home to the night market to exchange money. He was young and stuttered. Soon he was surrounded by a group of aristocratic families and played tricks on him. LV Pingping has a thin skin and accidentally offended the aristocratic family. Those aristocratic families mercilessly smashed all his possessions and walked away laughing.

LV Ping held the pieces of bronze tightly, his eyes were red and his heart was as gray as ashes.

Then a teenager came out of the crowd. Although the aristocratic families who didn't leave were rich, they were also brocade and cotton clothes. The boy was younger than him, in his early ten years, but he was much more mature in both behavior and bearing.

The boy didn't speak, but took out all the silver coins from his arms and put them in front of him. He left without looking back.

When LV Ping reacted, the boy had disappeared.

Using the money to bury his parents and settle his sister, LV Ping found a big house as an employee. Because of his lack of words and quick hands and feet, he was soon recommended by his master to Luo's house. In the second house, he began to practice Dandao martial arts and was selected as the internal guard because he was quick at it.

Although the duty of the internal guard is to guard the house, he doesn't have much contact with the children in the house on weekdays.

Three years later, when Lu Ping, who was responsible for guarding the backyard, saw Luo Chuan again, his former benefactor had become a prisoner.

"What are you doing!"

A cold drink came from behind LV Ping.