Chapter 374: A Chill on the Neck

Liang Qu's pupils dilated several times, his thinking highly concentrated, and the sound of the surging waves outside the ship suddenly disappeared.

His eyeballs rotated.

The rain drifting outside the window slowed down dozens of times, and water droplets flashed from the clouds and fell into the pitch-black Great Marsh.

As long as he wanted, Liang Qu could focus on the movement trajectory of any raindrop, extract it from thousands of rain lines, and see it clearly.

His thinking rotated incomparably fast, without any stagnation, as if he were in a dream of a mirage insect, and his own flow rate was completely separated from the world.

His vision sank, looking inward at his own body.

The "Wansheng Baoyuan" energy flow was orderly, spreading into his limbs and bones along with the operation of the major cycle, nourishing his whole body, his mind and spirit combined, and he was happy and at ease.

Liang Qu had practiced this method for quite some time and had long had insights into the third layer.

He closed his eyes tightly and began to experience the third layer, Storing Spirit.

"Heaven and earth establish the body with stillness, guard with spirit, and flourish with Dao."

"If you share a city with the spirit and govern it well, the spirit will protect you."

Liang Qu recited the outline of the method. In the state of swallowing the Morning Dew Insect, his mind was clear and his brain was awake. Many puzzles that had not been solved before turned into clouds and dissipated, and he advanced all the way.

The orderly major cycle energy flow became restless and gradually covered and circulated in a more complex range of meridians.

"The so-called Storing Spirit has no gods or spirits; this spirit is the original heart, nothing more than another kind of self-hypnosis, a deeper excavation."

Thoughts flashed in Liang Qu's heart.

Power will not appear out of thin air. If you want to give someone a bowl of water, you must have a vat of water yourself.

If things want to last for a long time, they must never operate at full load.

If you don't leave any room, collapse is only a matter of time.

"Wansheng Baoyuan," the core is to hold the essence, energy, and spirit of a person, so that they do not consume internally, do not escape externally, are long-term full in the body, embrace the body as one, use the heart to manage the inside, and the Yin and Yang reflect the hole in the sun, and the inside alone gets the Dao essentials.

The first layer, 'Stabilizing the Spirit,' means the union of heart and spirit, without wild thoughts or random ideas.

If thoughts are few, the spirit is complete, the focus of doing things is improved, consumption is reduced, and efficiency is increased.

The second layer, 'Internal Vision,' goes a step further, observing the minute details and adjusting oneself.

Coming to the third layer, Storing Spirit, then derives the opposite change.

No longer saving blindly, but replacing it with release!

Guided by the heart and spirit, mobilize the limit that the body can bear!

The objects of storing and thinking, whether it is wind, rain, thunder, lightning, Grandmasters, or Martial Saints, only exist as a switch and a target, letting oneself silently lean toward them!

As for what objects to use for Storing Spirit to stimulate one's own potential.

Liang Qu had long made a decision.

River Lord!

*Boom! *

The moment the blood energy stopped at the center of his eyebrows, Liang Qu only felt a thunderbolt fall in his heart, shaking him until his spirit scattered!

*Crack, crack, crack! *

The next moment, Liang Qu's flesh body seemed to lose control, and his bones rubbed and collided, making a dense crisp sound.

The thick sweat energy squeezed and steamed out from the pores of his whole body, carrying the hot and iron-like smell unique to blood, and suddenly filled the entire cabin.

*Swish! *

The boiling of blood triggered the riot of blood energy in his whole body. After repeating the cycle, the entire cabin seemed to be stained red.

Fubo, hanging on the wall, vibrated on its own, echoing with clear and crisp sounds, penetrating the rain curtain.

In the steering room.

Hearing the long spear trembling.

Pushing the horizontal bar and controlling the lucky ship's direction, Otter Otter Kai's fur stood on end.

The big beaver hugged its wife and children, curled up under the table.

Long Pinghe almost subconsciously touched his chilly neck.

Long Pingjiang felt something in his heart and looked up at the moon.

Under the hazy night sky, a figure suddenly penetrated the rain curtain, leaped onto the bow, the long spear rolled back, and the long light of the silk fluttered, from bottom to top, like moonlight flowing backward.

Silver light swept across, and ripples seemed to ripple in the void.

The power like a mountain collapse and a tsunami spread to his wrists, arms, shoulders, and back. In the blink of an eye, it exploded inside and outside Liang Qu's whole body.

The world had a momentary black and white appearance, not waiting to see clearly.

*Clang! *

White light crisscrossed ten *zhang*, the rain curtain retreated, and the entire Great Marsh cracked silently, not closing for a long time.

After a long time.

Thick fog surged.

The sound of rain reappeared.

The waves on both sides gathered and collided, collapsing into white foam, surging in all directions.

Liang Qu exhaled a long breath, staggered a few steps, fell straight back, and laughed at the sky.

Two experiences of beheading flood dragons.

There is no better object for Storing Spirit than the River Lord!

It's done!

Otter Otter Kai on the mast poked its head down, turned over and jumped down, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged Liang Qu back to the cabin.

The Dragon-men in the Great Marsh were dumbfounded, their long hair soaked and sticking to their bodies.

The Dragon-men's meridians were all connected, and they were also natural seeds of cultivation, following the set of human martial artists.

Liang Qu was hiding in the abyss, a whole major realm lower than the two, but Long Pingjiang had just felt a fatal danger from Liang Qu!

Clearly the momentum was not too exaggerated, but there was a sense of crisis of facing a natural enemy...

As expected of the Dragon Lord!

Moonlight flowed.

The fisherman stood with his feet apart, twisted his waist and crossed his crotch, and threw out a large net.

The entire fishing boat swayed, rippling.

The water waves shattered the moonlight, reflecting a black shadow under the water in the ups and downs.

The fisherman's hair stood on end. He rubbed his eyes and looked intently.

The water was chaotic, where was there any black shadow.

The fisherman carefully squatted down, held the side of the boat, and looked around.

Silence.

After observing for a long time, the fisherman with a tense spine let out a long breath, picked up the dry cake, and gnawed on it with water to relax his nerves.

In the middle of winter, there was no fish catch near the shore of the Great Marsh. Venturing out to the depths was truly trembling, fearing that some water monster would appear.

Too suspicious.

However, looking far away.

The entire small boat was as small as a grain of rice.

Under the calm and pitch-black marsh surface, a black shadow over a hundred *zhang* long swam past under the boat.

The dark green big snake spat out its long tongue, collecting the dissipated energy in the water, when suddenly a touch of coldness swept across its neck, tossing its mind.

The sudden whim made the dark green big snake curl up its body, coiled at the bottom of the water, suspicious and uncertain.

This feeling again!

This summer, the big snake in its sleep had a whim, as if it had lost something.

As a monster beast, its strength was so high that it would never have a whim for no reason.

Without provoking enemies, it could only think of its two offspring that it had sent to the shallow water area to find the thief in response to the flood dragon's call.

The sense of loss made the big snake guess in its heart that one of its offspring had mostly died, and the possibility of survival was extremely small.

But the human race was powerful, and things had come to this. At that time, it used the excuse that it was easy to be noticed as a monster beast ashore, and convinced itself in its heart.

After all, it had three offspring, only two were sent out, and they were not in the same location.

However, the whim in summer was just the beginning of a nightmare.

After that day, winter came, mid-winter, and the same whim actually came once each!

A full three times!

Reaching the level of a monster beast, it is very difficult to reproduce offspring. The big snake had only three offspring!

It is hard to imagine why, having only sent out two, there would be three whims in succession?

Sending snakes to search, the cave of the eldest son, who should have been in the deep water area, was empty. According to its subordinates, it had disappeared for several days.

The big snake dared not wait any longer, hurriedly rushed out of the deep water area, and came to the shallow shore to find the answer.

Who would have thought that before it started searching, it caught up with the fourth time! ===== CHAPTER 375 =====