MTL - Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons-Chapter 15 The Twelve Apertures of the First Realm

Chapter 15 The Twelve Apertures of the First Realm

 Compared with the vastness of heaven and earth, the mortal body is so small.

Even if you only use a few cents, it is enough to look down on the world.

What is described in the first chapter of the Wind and Thunder Treasure Scroll is actually to use weak medicinal essence to cleanse the body, so that the mortal body can gradually get used to the energy of heaven and earth, so that it can be qualified to carry them.

 Shen Yi has already passed this stage.

The rest is just hard work, accumulated over time, to fill up the twelve big orifices.

 Without the help of precious medicine, this process may be very slow.

 But the only thing Shen Yi is not short of is time.

 【Remaining demon life span: seventy-six years】

 【Initial Realm. The true solution to wind and thunder subduing demons (not yet started)】

　　【Five years have passed, you have used the essence of heaven and earth to repair your own damage and eliminate the hidden diseases left over the years】

 【In the fifteenth year, thanks to your peaceful mind, there were no twists and turns in the practice, and the first acupoint was successfully filled】

 【In the thirty-fifth year, the three orifices are perfect, and the true understanding of wind and thunder subduing demons】

"In the thirty-eighth year, your progress has gradually slowed down. After careful exploration, you discovered that it is because the breath stored in the acupoints has contaminated your taste and will conflict with the pure breath of heaven and earth."

　　【There is no solution to this matter, the only way is to calm down and figure it out slowly】

 【In the sixty-fifth year, you have filled up the five great orifices, and you are only one step away from achieving the true solution to the wind and thunder demon】

  【Remaining demon life span: one year】

  【My remaining life span: forty-six years】

 …

This is the first time that his lifespan exceeds the lifespan of the demon.

Shen Yi sat on the stone steps, closing her eyes and feeling the new world.

 Compared with the increased twenty-five years of life, his joy comes more from within his body.

 The abundant breath in the five acupoints slowly flows through the limbs and bones, like the nectar of a lotus pond, with an intoxicating aroma.

 He raised his palm and slightly curled his fingers.

 A layer of misty white mist swelled up on the fingertips, with traces of scarlet in it.

This is due to the true solution of Wind and Thunder Subduing Demons. Because it is a method obtained by squeezing the body dry, and constantly using the Zhengyang Sword Technique to transform the qi and blood, so that the pure breath of heaven and earth is also contaminated with a little qi and blood.

Now Shen Yi's sword swing is far better than yesterday's Subduing Demon Zhengyang Sword.

It no longer consumes itself, but draws strength from the acupoints.

He is already in the first level, so naturally he can’t use the crude sword skills that can only achieve temporary transcendence by finding new ways.

Shen Yi stood up and walked out of the alley, her body felt light, as if she could reach the sky in one step.

 “A little bit drifting...”

 He calmed down his mind, but suddenly gained such powerful strength that he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

 Now that I have been infected by three demons at the same time, it can be said that there are many dangers.

 If you are lucky enough to earn more than 40 years of life, don’t give it away in vain.

Of course, if they really dare to appear in front of him, Shen Yi wouldn't mind trying the sharpness of his aura.

The demon has only one year left to live, which makes people really feel insecure...

 …

 Yamen wardroom.

 At this moment it is already three poles in the sky.

 Six guards stood upright in the courtyard, staring straight at the broken door.

Song Tou sat inside early in the morning, with a bandage on his forehead and a gloomy face. He had not moved his body all morning.

 Chen Ji looked at the ground with his peripheral vision.

The two corpses covered with white cloth were the two people who came to see Shen Yi last night. Now there was a foul smell, and it was obvious that they could no longer die.

 On normal days, Shen Yi's group of officers would not be afraid of Song Tou, they would just do something to save face.

 But now people are dead.

On the other side, a group of guards from other classes stood with their arms folded, looking arrogant.     This group of people came with Song Tou, and they were obviously not good people.

 Normally speaking, there is no reason for outsiders to come into contact with the first scene earlier than our own people, but this is what happened today.

 What makes Chen Ji most uneasy is that Shen Yi has not shown up yet.

　　　…”

At this moment, a tall figure slowly stepped into the yard.

Everyone’s eyes are focused on it.

After seeing the appearance of the person clearly, the guards in other squad rooms immediately put away the expressions on their faces, and put their palms on the shoulder knives at their waists.

Song Tou changed from his normal behavior and ordered them, a group of elites from each class, to come over early in the morning.

This can only show that the attitude of the government officials has changed. I am afraid that the person named Shen will no longer have a chance to be arrogant.

Seeing their actions, the faces of the others changed drastically. Only Chen Ji frowned and held the handle of the knife without saying a word.

At the moment of tension.

Song Changfeng suddenly stood up from the chair, dragging his injured body, and walked to the door of the house step by step.

He leaned on the wall and forced a smile: "Coming?"

  Shen Yi tapped her chin: "Yeah."

Although he didn’t know why the poor old man didn’t rest at home, he at least knew to find someone to take care of his funeral affairs, which saved him a lot of money.

“I thought you could come over in the afternoon.” Song Changfeng extended his hand to greet him.

"There's a lot of noise at home. I didn't sleep well, so I might as well get up early." Shen Yi walked into the house, sat down in her seat, raised her head and said, "What's the matter?"

Hearing this, everyone outside the house subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Looking into the room again, Lord Shen was sitting on the throne. Song Changfeng was standing beside him, holding his waist, and the hand holding the knife unconsciously loosened.

Song Changfeng is afraid of Shen Yi. This is not uncommon news.

But he took the initiative to come over and brought a group of elites with him to embarrass everyone. It’s really damning.

"Grass…"

The other guards in the squad felt ashamed and panicked, and all they could think about was getting out of this miserable place as quickly as possible.

 Unexpectedly, Song Changfeng actually pointed at them.

"Whether you want to pick two to make up for the manpower, it's all carefully selected."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of this group of people suddenly changed.

Boyun County is not big, and any news spreads quickly.

Humbling around with Shen Yi, you will naturally be popular and popular, but the other party's methods of doing things are too shabby. At most, within half a day, the reputation of yourself and others will become as bad as the other party's.

It doesn't matter if you are really heartless, but anyone who still cares about a little face does not want to be a watchdog when the other party bullies a good woman.

"Does it work?"

 Shen Yi raised an eyebrow and looked.

 Don't tell me, he really has some ideas.

 Since his predecessor is dead and he wants to join the Demon Suppression Division, it is not appropriate to use the same group of people to do things again.

 But he is not without demands.

 At least if you encounter something similar to Liulimiao Village, you can come back alive and report.

These words obviously rubbed off on outsiders.

 A vain person who is addicted to wine and **** dares to question their ability.

 It's better than the opponent's set of bone-piercing grapples that he hasn't used for many years.

However, in front of everyone, Song Changfeng actually smiled bitterly: "Then it depends on who I am competing with, but I won't be competing with you, right?"

There seems to be nothing wrong with this, but why does it sound so strange?

Everyone was still smacking their lips and savoring the profound meaning.

 Only Chen Ji rolled his eyes, looking like he felt the same way.

With the other party's outrageous talent and taking away his seventy-eight-character mantra, I am afraid that in a few years, he will be able to overcome the two major hurdles of muscles and bones to pursue the state of perfection.

 (End of this chapter)