Chapter 2442: Self-harm

Yes, the flying knives cultivated in the Immortal Slashing Technique are not enemies, but themselves.
This is the strangest part of this technique.
Chen Sheng gritted his teeth. Now that he has reached this point, he certainly won't shrink back the slightest.
An inch-long flying knife fell on him.
At the moment it fell, it turned into a throwing knife with thousands of handles, covering every inch of Chen Sheng's body.
It was condensed by Chen Sheng's innate aura, so when it fell, Chen Sheng's own body did not make any resistance, not even the subconscious spiritual power.
Puff!
It was just a moment, as if there were tens of millions of silk threads being torn apart, this kind of cracking sound, from the skin of Chen Sheng, a series of sound, dense and scary.
boom.
Chen Sheng's body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and he sat on the ground.
On his body, in every pore, there was a mist of blood, unbearable to withstand such an impact, and it shot out.
This made him instantly become a blood man.
"This is simply self-harm, it's too abnormal!" Chen Sheng couldn't help but spit out no one around.
At that moment of pain, even after experiencing the demon blood tempering his body, he didn't want to endure it a second time.
However, the Slashing Immortal Technique clearly records that if you want to complete the first level of cultivation, you have to endure at least ten times of chopping with the Immortal Slashing Flying Sword.
In other words, he needs to endure the pain nine more times.
And now, because of his generalized muscle twitching caused by pain, he can hardly stand up in a short time.
Fortunately, the medicinal effect of the second-level Shengji Pill is amazing. Even today, there is still a large amount of medicinal effect stored in his body.
At this moment, these medicinal powers permeated from the body, quickly regaining Chen Sheng's physical strength and vitality, giving him the possibility of accepting the hacking of the Immortal Sword Flying Sword for the second time in a short time.
"Sure enough, no matter the method, the resources for cultivation are of the utmost importance." Silently feeling the changes in his body, Chen Sheng thoroughly understood the importance of cultivation resources.
If there are more muscle-generating pills in his hand, he is confident that he will shorten the time of these ten times of slashing with the flying swords several times.
In a short period of time, gaining stronger strength is of vital importance to the cultivator.
This is talent, aptitude, and cannot be replaced.
"It's no wonder that the seventh-level Qi refiner, after seeing me his two bottles of Qi Gathering Pill, he fainted." Chen Sheng said to himself, poured out a Qi Gathering Pill, and threw it into his mouth.
This is the second-level Qi Gathering Pill, and its efficacy is more than ten times stronger than that of the first-level one. Chen Sheng, who had suffered a loss once, didn't dare to mess around and fell into his mouth.
The Qi Gathering Dan enters the body, passes through the meridians, and flows to the seven-hole bronze.
The seven-hole bronze did not tear Chen Sheng's flesh and blood again this time, it was directly inside, undergoing a seven-fold superimposed transformation.
Feeling the Qi Gathering Pill growing in his body, a very wonderful expression appeared on Chen Sheng's face.
"Fuck me! Fuck me?"
After experiencing the cultivation level in his body, Chen Sheng finally couldn't help but cursed, "Too perverted, right?"
I was paralyzed by the pain before, and now I woke up, Chen Sheng only reacted, not only his body, but also his cultivation level was cut by Zhan Xian Fei Dao.
He was already standing at the top of the fifth level of the refining realm, and only half a step into the sixth level, now he has only the initial cultivation of the fifth level of the refining realm, and he is on the verge of falling down to the fourth level. .
"What kind of divine operation is this?" Chen Sheng, who knew very little about cultivation, couldn't immediately react to the divine assistance that such a divine operation brought him.
He had previously swallowed a large number of Qi Gathering Pills, and in a single night, he raised several layers of cultivation base, which seemed gratifying, but actually contained hidden dangers.
Such a cultivation base is not strong enough, not solid enough.
The cultivation of a cultivator, especially the early cultivation, must have a stable foundation.
The ten thousand-foot tall buildings rise on the ground, the foundation is unstable, and the cultivator will never be able to step into that higher realm.
Sooner or later, because of the collapse of the foundation, he will fall severely from a height.
What Zhan Xian Fei Dao cut away was the mixed part of his spiritual power, and the unstable part of his cultivation base.
With such a sword, even if it is a powerhouse in the Divine Realm and Divine Bridge Realm, there will be countless people who cannot be expected.
Chen Sheng didn't understand the principles and the good fortunes, but he could feel that although his cultivation base had been lowered, his strength seemed to be stronger.
"If this is the case, then I will cultivate later, won't I be able to have much stronger strength in the same realm?" Chen Sheng has his own thoughts and his own calculations.
After confirming that this was a good thing, he became more enthusiastic about it.
With the help of the second-level muscle-generating pills he swallowed before, and with the help of two bottles of second-level Qi-gathering pills, his cultivation base rose again, and then rose again.
After he had spent three days of work and finally cut himself ten knives, after consuming a whole bottle of the second-level Qi Gathering Pill, Chen Sheng’s cultivation base was firmly on the fourth level of Qi refining, which was even worse than before the practice. It's much lower.
Not rising but falling.
Because of the loss of a large amount of blood, and the lack of precious food tonic, and the help of elixir, Chen Sheng now has a full circle thinner than when he traveled into the valley ten days, his cheekbones bulged, and a little sick.
"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days now, how come you have become such a ghost?"
In the early morning of the next day, the sky had not yet lit up. When Chen Sheng was sweeping the steps, a strange sound of Yin and Yang came into his ears.
This kind of voice has a humble tone of laughter, and there is no one else except Fatty Fang at the office.
Chen Sheng looked up and saw that apart from Fatty Fang, there were not too few people coming.
The Fatty Fang's uncle, another steward of the clan office, was also on the list.
Sweeping the crowd, Chen Sheng's gaze stopped on a few of them.
I almost understood the nature of the arrival of a few people this time.
The people standing beside Fang Guanshi were not others, but Ye Qiang, Tang Que, and the man who had been robbed of the Qi Gathering Pill and passed out.
The three people standing here are enough to explain too many problems.
However, Chen Sheng was not afraid of them. This was in the Ningyun Sect. In broad daylight, anyone must have a statement to do anything.
No matter how arrogant and unreasonable the argument is, it still has.
"Handyman Chen Sheng, I have seen Fang Guan." Chen Sheng grabbed the broom and lowered his head slightly.
"Ha ha……"
Seeing the appearance of Chen Sheng bowing his head obediently, Ye Qiang let out a sarcasm, but he forcibly took it back when he was half laughing.
He looked down on Chen Sheng's humble appearance, which was equivalent to explaining that he looked down on Fang Guan, and the senior officials crushed people to death. Ye Qiang who reacted was also scared into cold sweat.
Guan Shi glanced at Ye Qiang coldly, and then shouted in a majestic voice, "Chen Sheng, are you convicted?"