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Chapter 41 Taking drugs too fast, causing qi and blood to surge in reverse?



Chapter 41 Taking drugs too fast, causing qi and blood to surge in reverse?

The Foreign Languages ​​Department was instantly in an uproar!

"Jiang Qi, you've reached the mid-stage of the Blood Burning Realm?"

"How could it be so fast?!"

Shock... Envy... Jealousy... Unbelievable...

Instead...

"The competition will proceed as scheduled, that's great!"

"It has to be Senior Brother Jiang!"

Just moments ago, everyone was complaining that Chen Feng's death had caused the competition to be canceled, but in the blink of an eye, the competition proceeded as scheduled, much to everyone's delight.

The fickleness of human relationships and the coldness of the world are best exemplified here.

Jiang Qi saw this and his heart was slightly moved.

Human nature is truly unpredictable.

"Let's go to the inner courtyard."

After Instructor Zhou finished his announcement, he led Jiang Qi to the inner courtyard of the martial arts school.

......

The inner and outer courtyards were not much different; both were training grounds paved with large blue stones, with weapons, iron figures, and iron wheels placed along the sides.

However, there were far fewer people practicing martial arts in the arena compared to the outer courtyard; at a glance, there were only twelve or thirteen.

However, each of these people possessed a calm and profound aura, with their blood and qi fluctuations starting at least at the fourth level.

Wu Yue and Ye Lan were practicing their swordsmanship on the sidelines when they saw Jiang Qi enter. They both stopped what they were doing, initially surprised, but then nodded in acknowledgment and smiled.

Jiang Qi returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

Before long, a middle-aged man with a thin face, dressed in a dark gray robe, entered the inner courtyard accompanied by Instructor Zhou.

His steps were steady, and although there was no strong outward display of energy, he naturally exuded an aura of profound composure, which drew awe from everyone present.

This person was none other than Lin Xuanfeng, the master of Zhenyuan Martial Arts School and a master of the Strong Bone Realm.

Lin Xuanfeng's gaze swept over the crowd, lingering briefly on Jiang Qi before he spoke, "Jiang Qi."

Jiang Qi stepped forward.

"In just six months, you've gone from a novice apprentice to the mid-stage of the Blood Refining Realm. That's talent, but even more so, it's hard work," Lin Xuanfeng said calmly. "You've done well."

"Thank you, Master." Jiang Qi bowed his head.

Lin Xuanfeng continued, "According to the martial arts school's usual practice, once someone advances to the mid-stage, the school will recommend them to various forces in Licheng to serve as guards, so that they can obtain resources and hone their skills."

However, since you are already a Protector of the Ironclad Gang, this matter will not be considered for the time being.

Then, he changed the subject: "But there is another path I need to tell you. On the fifteenth of next month, the Licheng Martial Arts Division will hold a 'Martial Artist' qualification examination. Anyone at the mid-stage of the Blood Burning Realm or above, and under the age of twenty-five, can apply."

"Martial Arts Assessment!" Many people in the arena suddenly became breathless, their eyes gleaming with eagerness.

Jiang Qi's heart also stirred.

"Wu Ren" was not an official title, but a kind of academic qualification certified by the Wu Si (military authorities), similar to "Wu Xiucai" (military scholar).

Once you pass the exam, you will have official rank and enjoy privileges such as not having to kneel before officials, tax reductions, and priority in recruitment. It is also a stepping stone to entering the government military system, such as the city guards and patrol inspectors.

It can be said that this is one of the best ways for countless martial arts practitioners to change their fate and obtain a stable future.

For Jiang Qi, the title of a martial artist was not only a change in status and position, but more importantly...

Backed by the Celestial Empire, they have access to information resources that are difficult for ordinary people to obtain, and know inside stories and secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know.

Looking at everyone's reactions, Master Lin smiled with satisfaction. He then looked at Jiang Qi and took out a thin book from his sleeve: "This is the 'Wind Chasing Step,' a movement technique that complements the 'Wind Breaking Blade.'"

Mastering this skill will greatly increase your speed in movement and agility; combined with swordsmanship, its power will be multiplied. Practice diligently and do not pass it on to outsiders.

coming!

Jiang Qi was delighted and accepted the booklet with both hands: "Thank you, Curator!"

Master Lin nodded, about to offer a few more words of encouragement...

"ah--!"

A piercing scream suddenly came from the edge of the training ground.

One of the inner disciples suddenly clutched his head, fell backward, and began to convulse violently. Blackish-red blood gushed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears!

Everyone was surprised and looked over.

Master Lin frowned slightly, and in a flash, he was beside the disciple. He reached out to take the disciple's pulse, and then opened the disciple's eyelids to examine him. His expression gradually darkened.

"Your Qi and blood are flowing in reverse, damaging your internal organs!" He grabbed him and left the training ground.

"Practice hard and consolidate your skills first," Instructor Zhou instructed Jiang Qi before hurriedly leaving.

"A reversal of Qi and blood?" Jiang Qi was puzzled as this was the first time he had ever seen such a situation.

At this moment, Ye Lan walked over, looked at her senior brother being carried away, and sighed softly, "It was Senior Brother Yang Zhao... He was too impatient. In order to break through to the fifth level of Qi and Blood as soon as possible, he continuously took excessive amounts of Blood Nourishing Pills, and that's why..."

Jiang Qi cupped his hands and asked, "Senior Sister Ye, may I ask what this reversal of Qi and blood means?"

Ye Lan pondered for a moment and explained, "Junior brother may not know this, but the requirements for the refinement and control of blood and qi in the middle stage of the Blood Refining Realm are far greater than those in the early stage."

In the early stages, relying on tonics to build up qi and blood will only result in a weak foundation. However, if this continues into the middle stages, it will easily cause qi and blood to become restless.

If one makes a mistake in practicing martial arts, or if the accumulated medicinal effects erupt, one's qi and blood will reverse, just like Senior Brother Yang Zhao. At best, one will be seriously injured; at worst, one's cultivation will be completely destroyed, or even one will die.

She paused, looking at Jiang Qi with a slightly complicated expression, "Therefore, in the path of martial arts, although tonics can help with cultivation, one must not be greedy and reckless. Steady progress is the right way."

"Junior Brother Jiang, now that you've entered the middle stage of cultivation, you need to be even more careful in your future practice."

"Yes, Junior Brother Jiang," Wu Yue also came over and chimed in, "Being too eager for quick success often backfires. Like Senior Brother Yang... it's truly regrettable."

Jiang Qi paused for a moment, understanding the meaning behind their reminder.

He borrowed money to take drugs, and although his cultivation progressed quickly, he needed to be cautious now that he was in the middle stage. Otherwise, he might suffer a reversal of his qi and blood like that senior brother just now.

Jiang Qi bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Wu and Senior Sister Ye, for reminding me."

Simply taking drugs, this so-called "reversal of qi and blood" is indeed quite frightening.

but,

He possesses the ability to "absorb blood," and although he appears to be taking drugs aggressively, the purity of his qi and blood far surpasses that of his peers. The risk of "qi and blood reversal" is virtually non-existent for him.

However, this cannot be said outright.

After the turmoil subsided, the inner disciples continued their cultivation.

......

Meanwhile, inside a room at the martial arts school.

Senior Brother Yang Zhao, who had coughed up blood and fainted in the training ground, was now lying on the bed, his face ashen, with an ominous black aura shrouding his forehead.

The atmosphere was heavy by the bedside.

Lin Xuanfeng, the master of Zhenyuan Martial Arts School, stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed.

Coach Zhou Yong stood to one side, his face solemn.

Even Shen Yi, the city patrol officer of the Demon Suppression Division, made an appearance.

"It's not a simple case of qi deviation during practice, causing a reversal of qi and blood flow," Lin Xuanfeng said slowly, his voice low. "Yang Zhao's body is entangled with evil and malevolent energy, constantly eroding his life force and exacerbating his injuries. His internal organs are severely corroded... there is no cure."

Shen Yi walked to the bedside and placed two fingers on Yang Zhao's wrist pulse.

A moment later, he withdrew his hand, a wisp of black energy swirling around his fingertips, which was then dispersed by his own blood and energy.

"It's a heart-eating monster, it's seeped into the bone marrow, there's really no cure."

Instructor Zhou Yong glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "It seems that he, like Chen Feng and Feng Heng, has been bewitched by evil spirits."

Lin Xuanfeng sighed, "It's the Heart-Eating Ghost again... This old ghost is really harmful, always targeting these ambitious but impatient little guys."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Regarding the Perfect Wind-Breaking Blade, I've already confirmed that there are only two people in Licheng who possess it openly."


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