Martial Arts and Long Life Start From Inner Alchemy

The breakthrough of Five Elements Boxing allowed Wang Sheng's five internal organs to give birth to the five gods, but this matter was the same as the stage of refining medicine.

Just one word, boil!

It doesn't matter whether it is refined into a great medicine or the five Tibetan gods are conceived, it takes a long time to practice before it can be truly successful.

In the process of practicing, Wang Sheng also slowly increased the time of planting, because he knew very well that the consumption of Shiquan Dabu pills would increase more and more.

Winning by quantity is never a long-term solution, he has to consider it for future development.

Cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts is a matter of time for cultivation, and a waste of time for practice.

Time flies on such days.

It seems that the leaves are starting to fall as soon as they turn yellow, and the weather is getting colder.

However, the Lingmi in the paddy field was not affected much, growing gratifyingly and verdant.

The village head has asked people to pull up the seedlings and replant them, occupying several acres of fields.

Therefore, more attention is paid in the village, and there will be warriors guarding it every day to prevent any accidents. If there are no accidents, these will be the main resources of the warriors in the village.

At the same time, there are quite a few wild fruits ripening in the woods, so you can change the taste in the stockade.

Looking at the various wild fruits sent by the village chief, Wang Sheng looked at his two trees.

Jujube and peach trees.

These two trees have been in his hands for more than a year, and they are growing very well. At first glance, they look like grown-up trees, but they have never produced fruit once.

The leaves are always green, but it just doesn't bloom, like an evergreen tree.

But he can be sure that the saplings he brought back are definitely fruit trees.

"Could it be that it's the same as ordinary fruits and won't bear fruit for the first few years? Or will it give me a big one?"

It was also difficult for Wang Sheng himself to judge.

But this tree is indeed no longer an ordinary tree, Wang Sheng can be sure of this.

His "God" doesn't just become stronger during the stage of refining medicine, but also becomes stronger after the Wuzang God is born.

The heart hides the spirit, and the five internal organs are strong, which will naturally lead to the strength of one's own "god".

So as long as he wants to, he can clearly perceive the outside world with God.

This is the so-called divine sense, the manifestation of "God" being powerful enough to become something that can be used.

That is because of the existence of divine sense, Wang Sheng has a clearer perception of the outside world. Jujube trees and peach trees have the same essence as those elixir under his divine sense perception.

It's a pity that the divine sense is only a sign now, and it is impossible to perceive any specific things more clearly.

If you want to have a clearer perception, you have to wait until the stage of refining medicine to go further or to succeed in accumulating the spirit of the five viscera.

Wang Sheng wasn't in a hurry, if it didn't work out, it wouldn't work out. Anyway, there wasn't any shortage of cultivation resources now, as long as he could still move forward on the road, everything would be icing on the cake.

He practiced as usual and took a bath.

But the village is not peaceful.

Because an unexpected visitor came to the village.

They call themselves herb collectors, looking for elixir in the mountains and dense forests, as resources for their own cultivation or to sell to those big forces.

The existence of Qingshan Village is not a secret to the people nearby. Before they entered the mountain, they asked the locals. They knew that there was such a place and planned to come to rest, but they didn't expect that there were already people living here.

"Do you want to stay overnight? We have a lot of vacancies here!"

There are three herbal pickers, each of whom is a warrior.

The village head was quite calm, and he didn't panic because of facing the martial artist, mainly because he was full of confidence.

"Prepare us good wine and meat, don't worry, you will be indispensable."

One of them directly took out a large silver tael, and the village chief estimated that it was at least five taels.

"Go and prepare for these strong men!"

It's easy to say if you give money.

Qingshan Village is not completely cut off from the outside world, the money is still useful.

Soon someone brought some meat and a jug of turbid wine.

"I'm sorry, strong men, there are no good things in a small village, only these."

These meats are all made by warriors in the village, and there is only one labor cost.

Wine is not a good thing, just the most common kind.

Of course there are good wines, but the people in the village rarely go out for a trip, so they have to keep the good wines for themselves.

The three herbal pickers rested in Qingshanzhai, that's all.

Can't blame them for being black.

Be it meat or wine, they are all obtained by manpower, so it is normal for prices to rise!

The herb pickers didn't know the details of the stockade, so although they were very arrogant, they didn't overdo it, and they ate their own after the food came up.

It would be nice to have a hot meal in the mountains.

At this time, Wang Sheng, who was notified by the village head, also arrived, and saw three herbal pickers.

"Three first-rank warriors, just find a second-rank warrior to watch, and wait until they leave."

Those who were able to go into the mountains to collect herbs sounded like they were not doing well, so they were not particularly surprised by their strength.

As long as they don't do anything excessive, they give money, Qingshanzhai provides services, and let people go.

For the three first-rank warriors, except for those who have just become warriors in the village, any warrior who comes here can crush them, and they are not afraid of making any big troubles.

After Wang Sheng saw it, he wanted to leave. It was because the village chief was worried and it was difficult to judge his strength, so he came to take a look.

But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard what one of the herbal pickers said.

"Hey, the three counties finally regained their peace, and finally a ninth-rank martial artist came. He had to collect some taxes and contribute some cultivation resources. It was really troublesome."

Wang Sheng stopped in his tracks.

"It's not a fake tiger's prestige. How did the peace of the three counties come about? Wasn't it because of that mysterious master, who ended up occupying this place directly. Isn't he brainless and not afraid of being counted?"

"Who knows? That person hasn't appeared for more than a year anyway, maybe that person doesn't feel fearful or has a strong backing?"

"Now the government is overwhelmed. After these powerful warriors arrive at a certain place, they will become the Emperor of the Earth. Haven't you noticed that the warrior is getting more and more excessive? At the beginning, he just wanted to write food, and later he wanted every county to hand over the elixir... ..."

"Hey, I finally found a peaceful place, but it didn't take long before it became like other places."

"The talents in the three counties were unlucky. They saw that the good times were coming, but they turned into half a disaster. They handed in more food than before."

"Forget it, we don't care about our business, it's a big deal to change the place, although it's a little more dangerous, but as long as we keep a low profile, the problem won't be big..."

After hearing these words, Wang Sheng was silent for a while, and then said a few words to the village chief.

Soon, the village head found Li Xingpeng, who is now a warrior of the second rank and close to the third rank, and can speak well.

He directly took a jug of wine, and then stepped forward to inquire about the news.

Soon, he inquired about the news.

Things are also very simple.

There is a smart man in Sanxian, who used Wang Sheng's power to kill the evil Jiao so that people from outside did not dare to do anything to Sanxian.

Even if you do things, you can only keep a low profile.

However, more than a year has passed since the killing of the evil Jiao. In this year, the three counties and even the surrounding counties have not been disturbed by the outside world, and they have been able to recuperate and recover very well.

And because the power of the government collapsed, no one came to collect taxes, and it could even be said to be rich.

However, after more than a year, his power to slay the evil dragons gradually dissipated, and the three counties were fat after recuperation, and some people couldn't bear it anymore.

A ninth-rank warrior came to occupy three counties. At first, he only asked to hand in food, but he had to hand in again in less than a month, and there were more. Now he has asked every county to hand in elixir.

Otherwise someone will die.

"At the beginning of the trial, I found that no one was in charge, and then I became more and more unscrupulous, and finally became the king who ruled a county. This is a good plan!"

After Wang Sheng finished speaking, he went to find Yue.

"Yue, let's do the math. Is there any grand master involved in this matter? This should be okay, right?"

He remembered that Yue couldn't count to the great master to ask such a question.

"Yes, it can't be counted as a grand master. It's some secrets for the grand master himself, but this kind of thing is still possible. I will count it for you immediately."

Soon, the month had a result.

"Master Wang Sheng, there are no great masters involved, just a small master, and he is still a newcomer to the master. He wants to wait for the opportunity to rise."

Wang Sheng sneered: "A grandmaster also has such an idea? Isn't he afraid of death without a place to die!"

In this world, it is obvious that only the great masters have the chance to enter the game.

"There is no shortage of speculators in this world. He doesn't necessarily want to compete for the highest position. As long as there is a place to get mixed up, and then rely on the final winner, he can still get huge benefits."

Not everyone wants to compete for that top spot.

But there are countless people who are willing to gamble for the sake of profit, obviously that master thinks so.

"Can you figure out where the master is?"

"He is now a rank nine martial artist!" Yue replied.

"Ninth-rank martial artist...it's really interesting! Yue, your astrology can see the future, right? Let's see what the three counties would look like if they were allowed to develop naturally?"

"Master Wang Sheng, stargazing can only see a corner of the future, but I see a corner where people starve to death everywhere, and countless people lose their homes..."

After Wang Sheng heard it, he left without saying anything, and Yue sent him out the door respectfully.

After returning to his house.

Wang Sheng picked up his Black Dragon Spear.

"As a martial artist, facing the matter in front of him, his blood is hard to cool!"

He cannot save the world, nor will he save the world, because no matter what kind of world it is, it is impossible to be perfect, and some things will happen even without the existence of individual great power.

But in the face of what was in front of him, it was hard for him to pretend that he hadn't seen anything.

Now he is a fierce warrior.

Cultivating immortals is also cultivating people.

He didn't want his humanity to be lost in the long journey of cultivating immortals...