Scorching Wind

Jiuli Village, church.

The children, the nuns and the mother superior were eating around the table.

The meal was very depressing because their friend, Su Yi and San Sui, had been missing for a month.

There was no news at all, and several children kept asking the dean about the news about Su Yi and his three-year-old son.

But the dean couldn't give a clear explanation, and he didn't know where Su Yi and three-year-old had gone.

The dean could only keep silent and lower his head to eat. He had seen the child grow up from the age of three, so how could he not be anxious?

If I can’t find it, I can’t find it. What can I do?

He also entrusted his brother, the mayor, and dispatched the town guards, but the two men seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. All they knew was that they went to the snowfield and there was no news of them since then.

The people sitting around the table were eating sporadically, their worries written all over their faces.

After finishing their meal, the group of children sat together without saying a word. They could only turn their grief and anger into motivation for cultivation.

Ding Ding Ding!

The blades of the steel knives were rubbing against each other, sparks flew everywhere, one knife met another, and two men and two women were chasing and fighting, in groups of two.

sizzle.

The blades collided, and the four children had given up using wooden swords and were practicing with steel swords instead.

Although the probability of getting injured is very high, the effect of practicing is very good. No one wants to get stabbed, so you have to practice well.

Boys will not show mercy to girls, this is what they require of themselves.

Offense is on offense, defense is on defense.

Keep attacking and retreating. You never know where the knife will come from, and all you can do is block and dodge.

Before they knew it, the four of them were sweating profusely during the sparring, and their own body movements were beginning to take shape.

This might be progress. When Su Yi comes back one day and sees their progress, he might think, "When you are away for three days, you will be looked at with new eyes."

After resting for a while and the sweat faded away, the four of them sat up again and worked hard to cultivate their magic power. The magic power cultivated during sparring was definitely not as fast as that cultivated through meditation.

If you get hurt, you go to find Sister Lily. Knife wounds happen every day, and Fu Xiaochong and the others have become accustomed to it. But Sister Lily keeps complaining, asking why the people don't pay attention to safety at all.

......

Entrance to the ruins.

Yu Zikai has been squatting here for a month. Ever since the young master disappeared in the snow wall, he has been blaming himself for not protecting the young master.

Yu Zikai squatted on the tree, sighing and feeling very guilty.

But the next second, there was another person next to him.

"Boss!"

"Where's the young master? He hasn't shown up yet!"

Yu Zikai lowered his head and replied,

"No, I have been waiting here for a month! There is no movement!"

Huang Shu, also squatting on the tree, sighed softly, "Alas, I hope nothing happens to the young master."

"Keep guarding, the young master will be able to turn danger into safety!"

The next second, Huang Shu disappeared on the tree branch, leaving Yu Zikai alone, disheveled in the wind and snow.

Of course, Huang Shu also has his own things to do, and everything is to help Yin Shiyi return to Yinchuan again.

On the other side, Yu Zikai took out a piece of bread from the storage ring and ate it silently! I hope that one day the young master can come out of that wall again.

Inside the snow wall in front of us, inside the ruins.

Su Yi was holding White Fang and fighting against Yinzhi, but he had never gained the upper hand.

We fought back and forth with swords and guns.

The figures of the two people kept flashing throughout the ruins. Su Yi's swordsmanship was very elegant, endless and unpredictable.

This caused quite a bit of trouble for Yinzhi, but after all, he was a ninth-level expert, so he was still able to handle Su Yi, a first-level rookie, with ease.

"Okay, your magic power is running out, take a break!"

Yinzhi shot Su Yi back with a shot, stroked his beard and smiled, saying very easily.

"You have made a lot of progress. Not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being the descendant of my Yin family."

"Yes, it's all thanks to our ancestors' teachings!"

After saying that, Su Yi sat down upright, recovering his physical strength while also slowly recovering his magic power.

Yinzhi, who was standing aside, looked at Su Yi who was resting in front of her and said with a smile.

"While you are resting, I will teach you a method to cultivate your magic power!"

"When I was a child, my father always wanted me to learn martial arts and cultivate magic, but all I wanted to do was write."

"One day, I accidentally broke into my ancestor's study. I fell in love with it at first sight. There were spider webs in the corners and all the books were covered with dust."

"I only read the first page and was kicked out by my father!"

"That's when I discovered a new world! A new world of cultivation."

"After reading that page, I never read the book again. I became completely focused on cultivation and exploring that page."

Su Yi tilted his head and felt that his opportunity had come again. This was definitely a magical skill.

The most yang universe, the mysterious sky and the nine underworlds, the strange and wonderful soldiers and gods, if you want to practice magic skills, you can castrate yourself with a knife, then the fucking wealth will come!

If I could learn this magical skill, I would be able to rule this continent.

When Su Yi heard this, he felt very excited and thrilled just thinking about it.

"Please teach me, ancestors."

Su Yi looked at Yinzhi with admiration. Yinzhi also stroked his beard and looked at Su Yi with a smile, feeling very proud.

"Hahaha, kid, let me tell you slowly."

Su Yi, who was standing aside, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"The ancestor who brought that page of paper to me got it from an old man while traveling around the world. I think that book should introduce the limits of the human body!"

"I only read the first page, and there was very little content, just a picture of acupuncture points on the human body."

When Su Yi heard this, his face looked a little disappointed.

Yinzhi looked at the little baby, smiled, and continued.

"Don't underestimate this acupuncture point map. Listen to what is said in the book. As long as you master the key points of this acupuncture point!"

"As long as you have a good understanding, you will have the capital to dominate the world in this life!"

Su Yi pricked up his ears and heard the four words "Zongheng the World". Isn't this what he wanted?

Yinzhi also noticed Su Yi's excitement and continued.

"I took a look at that acupuncture point map and I memorized it. There are eight acupuncture points on the human body, namely: Kaimen, Xiumen, Shengmen, Shangmen, Dumen, Jingmen, Simen, and Jingmen. These eight acupuncture points are called Qimen Dunjia!"

When Su Yi heard about this Qi Men Dun Jia, his first reaction was the plot where Emperor Kai almost ended the story with a kick. He didn't expect it to be true.

"Among them, Kaimen, Xiumen and Shengmen are the three auspicious gates, Simen, Jingmen and Shangmen are the three evil gates, and Dumen and Jingmen are in between. Apart from the first three gates, which I have studied, I suggest you don't touch the other five, especially the three evil gates! They can easily backfire, and I almost died from them back then."

"So I studied these three auspicious gates carefully. It took me half my life to study these three auspicious gates."

"The most studied is the Shengmen, which is an acupuncture point gate full of vitality."