Eighth Generation: The Strength Has Skyrocketed, the Eighth Level of Bodybuilding!

"Is the master of the hall going to take Zhao Tie as a true disciple?"

At the door of the weapon refining hall.

Hearing Zhou Xiong's words, all the errand disciples couldn't help but take a breath, and their feelings of envy and jealousy suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Zhao Tie usually looks stupid, but this time I don’t know what luck he has left, but he is actually valued by Master Zhou.

You must know that this is the existence of Nirvana.

If you can worship him as your teacher, it is tantamount to reach the sky in one step!

Zhao Tie naturally understood what the four words "True Disciple" mean.

When he heard this, his body, which was originally motionless, finally shook slightly.

However, while hesitating, he remembered what Lu Yuan said, and stood there motionless like an old monk entering into meditation.

Lu Yuan is right.

Iron bones are an invincible road, so why do you need to borrow the laws of others?

As long as you walk this road to the end, you will be invincible in the world without the help of others!

When Zhou Xiong saw that Zhao Tie was unmoved, he not only did not get angry, but instead burst into a divine light in his eyes, as if he had seen some peerless genius.

"Okay, okay, I forget everything, and I will be dedicated to the word."

"This son has amazing wisdom, amazing perseverance, and amazing enlightenment!"

Zhou Xiong laughed and said three good words in a row.

"Boy, I know you have great ambitions and want to go out of your own way."

"But this Vajra Lecture is a unique skill that has been passed down by my weapon refining hall for dozens of generations."

"This method is destined to you, so I will pass it on to you, hoping that you can carry it forward in the future."

Just finished speaking.

Zhou Xiong pinched his handwriting and punched the brilliant scriptures into Zhao Tie's body.

When Zhao Tie merged these scriptures into one, the black iron light on his body was gradually replaced by a faint golden light, and it actually emitted a trace of extraordinary aura that would last forever.

Seeing this scene, everyone became more and more envious.

I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening.

Zhao Tie has obtained the true teachings of the Artifact Refining Hall for generations, and his future achievements will definitely be unimaginable.

However, Lu Yuan took this very lightly, and everyone has the opportunity and chance.

Zhao Tie is usually just a stubborn person and never looks back even if he breaks through the wall.

Now that he accidentally found his own way, it means that his opportunity has come, there is no need to envy anything.

After Zhou Xiong passed on the Taoist Dharma, he looked at Manager Wang, and the smile on his face gradually became cold.

"I don't care what the relationship between you and Elder Sun has. This weapon refining hall is my territory. If you make this place chaotic, even Elder Sun can't protect you."

"Remember your first offense, be confined for half a month, and go to the law enforcement hall to be punished!"

"Disciple thanks the Lord for your kindness."

When Guanshi Wang heard this, his body trembled and he hurriedly kowtowed and apologized, not daring to refute any rebuttal.

It's been a matter of this.

Zhou Xiong floated away, and the other servants saw this and scattered birds and beasts, and began to work hard on their own work.

Lu Yuan was relieved when he heard Zhou Xiong's punishment on Manager Wang.

This means.

Within half a month, he no longer had to worry that Manager Wang would be unfavorable to him.

With these ten days, it is enough for him to enter the late stage of the body-building realm!

In the evening of that day.

After finishing all the work, Lu Yuan hurried back to his residence. Without rest, he set off and continued to practice the Seven Injury Fist.

Since he used [Refining Fakes to Be True] and obtained the complete true teaching of the Seven Injury Fist, his boxing efficiency has been a thousand miles a day compared to before.

Every time he practiced boxing, he could clearly feel that his body was becoming stronger.

It is late at night, and the moon is shining.

Lu Yuan practiced the Seven Injury Fist, sweating all over his body, almost draining every bit of strength in his body.

Just as he was exhausted, his body suddenly shook, and a large amount of new blood suddenly emerged from his limbs and bones, causing his breath to surge a lot!

"Is this the fourth level of body-forging? I didn't expect to break through so quickly."

Lu Yuan's eyes were slightly brighter and he said happily.

According to the information in his mind, the cultivation realm of the sacred realm of the Source is roughly divided into: bodybuilding, spiritual sea, soul palace, nirvana, and destiny.

A powerful man in the Heavenly Destiny Realm is also called a powerful person, with a terrifying power to move mountains and seas and destroy the world.

Such existences are already the ceiling of the combat power of secular dynasties, and even the leader of the Qingyun Sect should look up to it.

As for the subsequent realm of profoundness and breadth, it is not something that he, a serious disciple, can understand.

"The towers rise up on the ground, and the physical training realm is the beginning of martial arts."

"Warriors at this level use martial arts to temper their bodies and continuously increase their qi and blood power. If they practice to the depths of their essence."

"But gradually fade away the body and become extremely powerful, and it's no problem to open up mountains and crack the earth."

Feeling the power of qi and blood filled the meridians, Lu Yuan couldn't help clenching his fists.

After stepping into the fourth level of body forging, he could burst out with thousands of kilograms of strength with one arm swing.

If you add the Seven Injury Fist, the lethality will only become even more amazing!

However, before Lu Yuan could recover from the surprise of his breakthrough in strength, he suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger coming from his whole body.

It was like my body was hollowed out. After taking two steps, my eyes turned black and my legs were even softer like noodles.

“So hungry…”

Lu Yuan hurried back to the room, took out a few pills and swallowed them, and the strong sense of hunger finally relieved.

"The stronger the warrior's strength, the more energy it consumes will increase exponentially."

"Ordinary food can no longer satisfy my daily consumption. It seems that I will go to the alchemy hall to buy some medicine soup and Qi and Blood Pills."

Lu Yuan said helplessly.

As the saying goes, poor literature and wealth in martial arts.

In any world plane, all practitioners cannot do without resources.

If you do not have enough cultivation resources, no matter how good your talent and high understanding are, you will only waste your time in vain.

Although this world is idealistic martial arts, except for a very few people who can force their breakthroughs by relying on their willpower.

Most other warriors still need to use external objects to supplement their consumption.

The next morning.

At dawn, Lu Yuan rushed to the alchemy hall and used the more than 50 contribution points he had accumulated over the years to buy ten cheap medicine soups and two bottles of inferior Qi and Blood Pills in one go.

He brought these resources back to his residence and hid them carefully before returning to the weapon refining hall to do odd jobs.

In the next half month, Lu Yuan would not only do his own job well every day, but also practice the seven-injury boxing.

As he buried his head in practicing frantically, his strength increased rapidly.

In just half a month, he broke through the fourth level of heaven and successfully entered the eighth level of bodybuilding, reaching the state of qi and blood as the sea and huge force of ten thousand pounds!

The back mountain of Qingyun Sect.

Lu Yuan set off his posture and practiced the Seven Injury Fist again.

I saw his body surging blood and blood. As his fists waving, there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The speed was so fast that it left behind waves in the air.

When each punch is blasted, it can concentrate all the strength of the body at one point. The power is extremely terrifying, and even the air explodes.

Lu Yuan's punching speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that his movements could no longer be seen by his naked eyes.

To the end.

He actually jumped up from the ground and a fist hit a big tree that was hugging together.

"Bang!"

The place where the big tree was hit by Lu Yuan's fist was instantly penetrated, and a hole as big as a bowl appeared.

The hole was transparent in front and behind, as if it was penetrated by a sharp spear.

This is the effect that only when the whole body's strength is concentrated at one point and the strength has not been leaked out at all.

It can be imagined.

If this punch hits the flesh and blood body, how terrifying lethality will it cause? I am afraid that three inches of steel will be penetrated!

"The seven-injury punch is blown out with seven kinds of strength, which is enough to destroy all the enemy's vitality in an instant."

"If the Linghai Realm warrior took my punch, he might have caused considerable injuries!"

Lu Yuan withdrew his fist and nodded with satisfaction.

In the past half month, in addition to breaking through to the eighth level of bodybuilding, his seven-injury fist also successfully reached the perfect level.

If he has many lifetimes of cultivation experience, he can fight even if he encounters a warrior in the Linghai realm!

"Over the years, I have been walking on thin ice in Qingyun Sect. Even if I am bullied, I dare not take revenge, for fear of being expelled from the Sect."

"Now I can finally straighten my back and have a certain amount of self-protection!"

"And calculating the time, Manager Wang's confinement should be over."

When Lu Yuan thought of Manager Wang, a cold murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.

He had already found out during this period that Sun Xiao, the backer of the Wang Manager, was an elder of the inner sect, and currently had the sixth level of the Soul Palace.

However, there are as many as hundreds of disciples under Sun Xiao, and he may not care if he lacks Manager Wang.

In the past, he was no match for Manager Wang, so he could only swallow his anger and flatter him.

But now.

As long as there is a suitable opportunity, Lu Yuan doesn't mind letting him disappear completely from this world.

"According to the sect rules, as long as you reach the late stage of physical training before the age of twenty, you can directly become an outer disciple."

"I'm now at the eighth level of bodybuilding, and I can finally get rid of the identity of a traitor disciple."

Lu Yuan thought for a moment, turned around and left his residence, and walked towards Chuangong Hall.

Qingyun Sect has a strong face, with nearly 10,000 disciples, and countless palaces and pavilions.

Although he grew up in the sect, he rarely set foot in other places because of his low status.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has been in the Qingyun Sect for so long.

He went around inside the sect and spent half an hour before he finally saw a magnificent and quaint hall appearing in front of him.

The main hall is spacious and there are many outer disciples wearing blue clothes coming and going.

However, when these outer disciples saw Lu Yuan wearing zither clothes, they all looked disdainful and looked very despised at him.

"The person who comes stops!"

"Only outer disciples can step into this place, not something you, a serious disciple, can step into."

Before Lu Yuan could enter the Chuangong Hall, a man in blue with a blank expression shouted sternly.

"This senior brother, I am here to be promoted to an outer disciple."

Lu Yuan didn't say nonsense, and a little bit of aura suddenly changed his face slightly.

"Eighth level of bodybuilding? When did such a young genius appear among the mail disciples?"

The man in blue saw Lu Yuan's young face, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The coldness on his face was instantly replaced by enthusiasm and kindness.

"It turns out that I am the junior brother. I offended me so much just now, so please forgive me."

"This century-old blood ginseng is regarded as a gift for the senior brother to apologize to you."

As the man in green spoke, he took out a blood ginseng from the storage bag, which was long on the baby's arm, and handed it to Lu Yuan reluctantly.

This blood ginseng is very valuable and he spent hundreds of contribution points to get it.

Originally, he had just broken through the Spirit Sea Realm and planned to use this object to consolidate his physical body, but who knew he would encounter Lu Yuan's incident.

The level of cultivation is very strict.

As for the status of a servile disciple, it is not much better than a cow and horse.

Not to mention beating and scolding the outer disciples, even if they accidentally kill one or two servants, they will be held accountable by the Law Enforcement Hall at most.

That's why.

The man in green was so rude to Lu Yuan before.

But when he learned that Lu Yuan was about to be promoted to an outer disciple, his attitude changed drastically and even offered a heavy gift to apologize.

Because within Qingyun Sect, only by becoming an outer disciple can one be considered one’s own person.

What's more, Lu Yuan is so young that he is already at the eighth level of bodybuilding.

This means that he has a good talent and a bright future, and he may be able to go further than the man in blue!

"What does senior brother say? You and I are both fellow disciples, so why should you be so polite?"

Lu Yuan said, but took the blood ginseng over.

Seeing this, the man in green felt relieved, although he felt very distressed.

Because Lu Yuan received the blood ginseng, it means he was willing to expose the matter and pretended that nothing had happened.

Otherwise, if he really offended a young disciple with good talent because of this little thing, he would definitely not be worth the money.

"Senior brother, I still have something to do. Let's take your leave first. When you have time in the future, we will have a chat."

Lu Yuan smiled faintly.

"It's okay, junior brother, your business is important."

The man in green knew that Lu Yuan was going to advance to his identity, so he immediately recognized a way for him.

Next.

Lu Yuan was unobstructed and came all the way to the depths of the Chuangong Hall.

As soon as he stepped into this place, an old voice suddenly came from the front.

"The foundation is solid and the blood is thick. This class of errand disciples has produced a good seedling."

Lu Yuan looked up and saw an ancient pavilion in front of him.

An old man with white hair and beard was lying lazily on a rattan chair with a wine gourd, filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

However, the old man seemed to be drunk and confused, but with a glance at him, it seemed that he could see Lu Yuan clearly inside and out.

"Disciple Lu Yuan pays homage to Elder Chuangong."

Lu Yuan did not dare to be careless, so he immediately clasped his fists and said.

"Okay, this is your identity token. From now on, you will be a member of my Qingyun Sect and you will not have to do those miscellaneous tasks anymore."

The white-haired old man raised one palm and just held it empty, and a token appeared in his hand.

Then he waved his hand and the token turned into a stream of light, floating in front of Lu Yuan, emitting a faint light.

"The pavilion in front of you is the Sutra Collection of my Qingyun Sect, which contains thousands of martial arts and techniques."

"According to the sect rules, every new outer disciple is qualified to choose one martial art and two medium-grade martial arts on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion."

"You have half an hour to choose the exercises, hurry up and go in."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he picked up the gourd and took a big sip, then burped with satisfaction.

"Thank you, the elder for your advice."

Lu Yuan bowed his hand and then stepped into the Sutra Pavilion in front of him. (End of this chapter)