Chapter 18 The Wrath of a Common Man The ninth level of the imperial prison. Fei Ling and Zhou Ji continued to refine their evil spirits and practice boxing and internal skills as usual. Both of them were in a good mood, with smiles on their faces. There is no limit to martial arts. Up to now, martial artists have discovered six realms of martial arts, each with ten levels. The first realm, the Qi Sea realm, is where one refines the essence and tempers the body to create the Qi Sea, uses the true Qi to open the meridians and vessels, achieves the innate body, and communicates with heaven and earth. The second realm is the Spirit Planting Realm, where one refines the essence and blood of exotic beasts, plants it in the Dantian, blends it with the true Qi to form a blood species, and masters its innate magical powers. The third realm, the Dragon Gate Realm, transforms nothing into something, mobilizing the three treasures of the lower elixir's essence, the middle elixir's qi, and the upper elixir's spirit to nourish the blood seed, trace its origin, make it break out of the cocoon and be reborn, open the Sky Gate, cross the Dragon Gate, and obtain the form and meaning of strange beasts from the mountains and seas. The fourth realm, the realm of law and image, transforms the void into reality, integrates the true energy into the shape of the strange beast, condenses it into substance, and disperses it outside the body, which is the law of heaven and earth.
…… After the second realm, all the practice is focused on the "species that have been planted". The more solid the foundation, the smoother the road ahead. Fei Ling and Zhou Ji came from families with profound knowledge and had been instructed by masters, so they naturally knew that since they were still young, there was no need to rush into a breakthrough. The most urgent task was to constantly refine their blood and true energy and perfectly master the power of the exotic beasts they had obtained. Therefore, Zhou Ji constantly used the [Pixiu] to eat evil spirits and exercise his supernatural powers every day; Fei Ling practiced meditation to control his own evil spirits. Both of them are still in the second realm, Zhou Ji is in the fifth realm, and Fei Ling is in the sixth realm. They were not in a hurry to begin with, and they will be even less so after today. however. Suddenly a strong wind blew in the darkness, and a figure rushed over. The two men quickly moved out of the way, and the man fell to the ground, half of his body scraped against the stone, blood was dripping, his expression was terrified, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. It was the jailer. Zhou Ji looked confused. This matter was not handled by him, so he didn't think about it that way at first. Fei Ling realized that his plan had been exposed, but it didn't matter. The person who gave the money had his face covered and was not his subordinate. The jailer only drugged him and knew nothing else. Even if Zhao Wumian searched his soul and read his mind, he would not get any information. He had to swallow this loss himself! "Zhao Wumian!" Fei Ling said coldly: "What are you doing? You dare to assassinate a meritorious person, and then you want to rebel?" What responded to him was a fierce flash of knife! Who the hell is talking to you! Zhao Wumian used all his strength to perform the "Jinghong Treading Snow Steps", and six clones that were difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake all surged up. Even though he was facing someone with a higher realm than himself, even though there were two enemies and both of them were disciples of major sects, Zhao Wumian was not afraid at all - if he didn't teach these two idiots a lesson, they would really think he was made of clay! The six clones were as fast as ghosts. Almost in the blink of an eye, they divided into two groups and attacked Fei Ling and Zhou Ji. Zhao Wumian’s speed was too fast, so fast that he didn’t look like someone in the first realm at all. With his natural supernatural speed and earth-level lightness skills, he didn't give the two of them any time to react, and his clone was already within reach!
Zhou Ji cried out in surprise, and immediately flicked his sleeves, flew backwards, and performed the "Kasaya Subduing Demon Technique". He infused his clothes with true energy, swung his robe forward, and two sword lights were swung out one after another. With one move and two styles, the three clones were instantly shattered! "No! On your side!" Zhou Ji reminded hurriedly, and only heard a loud bang in his ears. The domineering sword energy of "Ten Miles of Mad Blade" had already fiercely slashed Fei Ling's chest. With the blessing of his natural supernatural power, Fei Ling felt a powerful force crushing over him from the blade. The "power of the overlord to lift the tripod" that had only existed in legends before became a reality at this moment! Zhao Wumian was too fast, and his clone was attracting attention, so he had no time to defend himself. He could only subconsciously use the "Ghost Wind Sword Technique" to block with luck. An air blade condensed from evil spirit took shape instantly, and the two swords faced each other, and the majestic true energy shot out in all directions! Boom boom boom! The sword energy emitted by the two men swept in all directions, the surrounding stone walls exploded one after another, and the air was filled with smoke. Fei Ling was caught off guard and his strength was insufficient. Even though he was at a high level, Zhao Wumian's power was amazing. The stalemate lasted only a moment before he could no longer hold on. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and his internal organs were damaged. Zhao Wumian drew his sword swiftly, turned around and kicked Fei Ling in the chest with his immense strength. With a crisp sound, Fei Ling's sternum was broken. He took several steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. "Brother Ling!" Zhou Ji was shocked. He never expected that Zhao Wumian would risk his life, and his moves were fatal, and so powerful. "I only heard that he killed Hu Weiyong on the execution ground..." "At that time, the Tibetan monk used the mantra to suppress the entire execution ground. Even Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan were hit. However, he was able to break free in the first time and stop Hua Hanchun..." Fei Ling’s words from before echoed in my ears, and now they felt real. Stop Hua Hanchun... Yes, he even dared to attack Hua Hanchun who was at the fourth level! This is a madman who doesn't care about his life! "Brother Ling, I'm here to help you!" Zhou Ji rushed forward quickly, his movements were very fast, but Zhao Wumian was even faster, all he had eyes for was Fei Ling and the Ghost Wind Sword Technique in his hand. Fei Ling was also really angry. He was shocked and angry, and there was also a hint of subtle fear. This peasant is risking his life! He used all his strength to mobilize the evil energy in his dantian and performed the Ghost Wind Sword Technique. The blood-colored evil energy broke out of his body and turned into a sword flowing within his palm. He chopped down with one palm, and the three-meter-long air blade fell like a giant sword through the clouds and through the air. "I see……" Zhao Wumian dodged and retreated, his eyes flashing with light, and he had seen the whole process of the evil spirit condensing into a knife. "Qi accumulates in the Ren and Du meridians, damaging the three burners, gathering yin and reversing yang, applying qi in reverse, the Gang Jin turns into a sword and flows, the force penetrates the six directions and the void..." Fei Ling chopped down with his sword, and the dark wind in the cave, like a torrent, seemed to be split in half. On the ground, a deep knife mark several feet long and several feet deep was cut out! shocking. Zhao Wumian's eyes were deep. Today he was going to completely destroy their confidence, force these bastards into a corner, and wait for them to make a stupid move, then he would kill them all! So he did not hold back and immediately counterattacked with the same method. The true Qi in his body turned, and the formless true Qi transformed into extremely evil spirit. The "Nine Nether Mysterious Heaven Divine Art" burst out, and the dark and gloomy energy radiated in all directions! "This is……" "Nine Netherworld Divine Art?!" This true energy was so familiar that Fei Ling and Zhou Ji were dumbfounded when they saw it.
This is not over yet. Bloody evil energy gathered on Zhao Wumian's arms and transformed into air blades in his palms. As the blades flowed, strong winds howled! With a slash of the sword, the Ghost Wind Sword broke through the air. Although his momentum and sword energy were not as strong as Fei Ling's, the condensation of his Qi blade was more superior. This showed that apart from his cultivation level, in terms of comprehension of the skills, he, who had learned it secretly, was more proficient than Fei Ling, who had practiced for several years! This move shocked Zhou Ji and Fei Ling, especially Fei Ling, who was dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost. He was half a beat slow to react, and his mind was filled with three words: Impossible! ! Just as he was about to be hit by the Ghost Wind Sword, a figure appeared out of nowhere, waved his robe sleeves, and the sword energy was instantly annihilated. Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows and looked over. The person who came was a strange middle-aged man. He was wearing a bright red court robe, a jade crown on his head, and had a graceful demeanor. "father?" Fei Ling saw the figure clearly and saw that it was his father Fei Ju. He immediately gained confidence and pointed at Zhao Wumian and said angrily: "Dad! How dare Zhao Wumian..." "Your Majesty, I am sorry for the mischief of this young man." Fei Ju ignored Fei Ling's shouting, nor did he look at Zhao Wumian, but bowed towards the direction of the cave entrance. Zhu Yuanzhang is coming? Zhao Wumian was slightly surprised, thinking that it would be Mao Xiang who would try to stop him. He thought to himself and turned around to salute. Zhou Ji and Fei Ling were startled and their faces turned pale, and they followed suit and saluted. Zhu Yuanzhang, dressed in casual clothes and with his hands behind his back, walked over slowly. Beside him were Yunqi, Mao Xiang, Jiang Huan, and Zhou Dexing. This lineup frightened Fei Ling and Zhou Ji so much that their faces turned pale. In addition, Zhao Wumian was so audacious and his every move was fatal, which made them subconsciously think that he had someone backing him up and that the truth had been revealed. Their hearts were pounding so hard that they almost jumped out of their throats! (End of this chapter)