Chapter 226

The young boy and girl held hands, strolling through the Wu Yuan.

It caused wails from many old-batch Senior Brothers.

The Canglan Wu Yuan already had few female disciples, and even fewer good-looking ones.

The arrival of the new Xiao Xiao Shimei originally caused a sensation, and many Senior Brothers had thoughts, but before these Senior Brothers could take action, the news that the new Xiao Xiao Shimei was already taken began to spread in the Wu Yuan.

Who is it that took away my Xiao Xiao Shimei?

A little Lin Lin Shidi who doesn't know how to yield to his Senior Brothers—must give him a lesson!

The old-batch Senior Brothers were eager to try, but as the news was further confirmed, everyone suddenly calmed down.

Lin Lin Shidi Lin Chen!

A single name made these Senior Brothers lose their thoughts.

And for Lin Chen and Jiang Qing, they naturally didn't care about these things.

For three days, Lin Chen followed Senior Sister Jiang to tour the Canglan Wu Yuan.

Perhaps because they had come to a strange place and left Jiangnan Dao, Jiang Qing was no longer as shy as she was in Raozhou Prefecture, and the feelings between the two heated up rapidly.

But Lin Chen didn't let go of his cultivation either. Every day he still took out four hours to cultivate, and at night he would copy the "Happy Kuaihuo Shengtian Tie" for another hour.

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The third day.

Hua Hua Qianwu appeared at Canglan Peak, announcing that Lin Chen's leisurely Wu Yuan life had temporarily come to an end.

"This is your cultivation plan for this month!"

Hua Hua Qianwu gave Lin Chen a piece of paper. Lin Chen took it, and after reading the content, he couldn't help but twitch.

He had some guesses in his heart that the difficulty level of the plan arranged by the Dean for him would be very high, but he didn't expect it to be hell-level.

The Canglan Wu Yuan has various different cultivation methods for disciples, and among them, there is a hall called the Henglian Hall, which is prepared for disciples who cultivate hard-body methods.

"Climb Canglan Peak three times a day without using the Qi and blood in your body, relying purely on physical strength, and then go to the Henglian Hall for two hours..."

Twelve hours a day, except for three hours of sleep, the rest of the time was fully arranged.

"If you want to endure the pain of the Nine Turns, you must start increasing the upper limit of the pain you can bear now. As for cultivation methods, you don't need to consider too much now. Wait until you have cultivated the five organs before considering cultivating new methods."

"Yes."

Lin Chen agreed.

Hua Hua Qianwu noticed the incredulous expression Lin Chen showed at the beginning. He originally thought Lin Chen would ponder or even bargain, but he didn't expect Lin Chen to agree directly.

"I mean that you must wear the Inverse Scale Armor for this series of training, and you cannot take it off." Seeming to fear that Lin Chen didn't fully understand, Hua Hua Qianwu explained again.

"Disciple understands, I will wear the Inverse Scale Armor."

From the moment he saw the first training on the paper, Lin Chen never thought about taking off the Inverse Scale Armor.

"Every three days, I will arrange for you to absorb a drop of the flood dragon's true blood. If you cannot complete the task, it will have to be postponed."

"Thank you, Dean."

Seeing that Lin Chen really had no dissatisfaction or hesitation, Hua Hua Qianwu thought of when he wrote to Lord Kong to inform him of this plan, worrying that Lin Chen would have resentment. After all, what he arranged was purely physical training, and this kind of training was something that Organ Cultivation martial artists would disdain to do.

Ordinary Organ Cultivation martial artists are unwilling to do it, let alone geniuses like Lin Chen.

As the Dean of the Wu Yuan, he had seen too many genius disciples. These genius disciples could endure hardship as long as they could improve their strength, but if they were asked to spend time on the most basic physical training, few of these genius disciples would be willing.

The reason is simple: there is competition after entering the Wu Yuan, and after physical strength reaches a certain level, it is extremely difficult to continue to improve.

Rather than wasting time on this, it is better to put time and energy into cultivation methods and organ cultivation, as the improvement of the stage can bring about rapid progress in strength.

And Lord Kong replied in a letter: "This little guy won't have any resentment."

Originally he didn't understand why Lord Kong was so certain, but now he understood.

"Not for temporary gain, this little guy has a pure heart for the Martial Way."

There was a look of gratification in Hua Hua Qianwu's eyes. No wonder Lord Kong thought so highly of Lin Chen, even including Lin Chen's cultivation plan in the Wu Yuan, which he had to review.

The Martial Administration Department specially opened a communication channel for Lin Chen. Any news about Lin Chen could be transmitted from the Canglan Wu Yuan to the Martial Administration Department in three hours.

This kind of treatment was unprecedented.

Hua Hua Qianwu naturally wouldn't tell Lin Chen about the inside story.

"Take this."

Hua Hua Qianwu threw a pair of handcuffs and shackles to Lin Chen. Lin Chen touched them—they were very light... they had a plastic-like feeling.

"These are Blood-Locking Shackles, which can lock a martial artist's Qi and blood, preventing your body from instinctively circulating Qi and blood."

When a person reaches their physical limit, especially a martial artist, they will instinctively circulate Qi and blood. After wearing these Blood-Locking Shackles, unless Lin Chen actively circulates the Qi and blood in his body, the shackles will restrain the rapid circulation of his Qi and blood.

After putting on the Blood-Locking Shackles, Lin Chen also had an hourglass tucked into his waist.

When the hourglass runs out, it is one hour, and he has to go back and forth to Canglan Peak in one hour.

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In the first hour, Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, his clothes soaked through.

In the second hour, Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, already panting.

In the third hour, when Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, his legs were visibly trembling slightly.

Hua Hua Qianwu didn't give Lin Chen time to rest: "Go to the Henglian Hall."

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Henglian Hall.

The Henglian Hall of the Canglan Wu Yuan is very large, with many detached courtyards inside.

【Tendon-Expanding Courtyard】, 【Bone-Forging Courtyard】, 【Acupoint-Opening Courtyard】...

Each courtyard is aimed at honing different parts of the body. Lin Chen stepped into the Tendon-Expanding Courtyard.

The Tendon-Expanding Courtyard has two copper walls, and as he stepped in, sixteen holes suddenly appeared in the copper walls, from which copper chains shot out like pythons, instantly wrapping around his body.

Lin Chen frowned, but didn't resist. Soon he felt these ropes start to heat up, and streams of heat flowed into his body along the ropes.

At the same time, a middle-aged man appeared in the courtyard.

"Good boy, actually daring to seal your own Qi and blood."

The middle-aged man saw Lin Chen tied up and hanging, a ferocious look on his face: "Boy, experience well what is called the pain of tendon separation."

As the middle-aged man's voice fell, the ropes moved, but not in one direction!

At this moment, Lin Chen felt as if his body had been torn into more than a dozen pieces. He subconsciously wanted to circulate Qi and blood to resist, but the stinging pain from his hands and feet instantly made him regain his clarity.

Cannot circulate Qi and blood.

The copper chains tore his clothes, and on the skin not covered by the Inverse Scale Armor, the copper chains embedded directly into his flesh. Lin Chen bit his teeth tightly, and bean-sized sweat beads instantly slid down from his forehead.

"Boy, this is just the beginning. If you can't bear it, circulate your Qi and blood. Why suffer such pain?"

The middle-aged man was like a devil, tempting Lin Chen in his ear.

"You are the model student of the Daliang Martial Way, a genius who left his name on the Martial Way Mountain seven times. Your body is already the strongest in nearly three hundred years; there is no need to put your mind on this."

"Go break through the stage, go nurture spirit weapons, refine one more organ—the strength you gain will be dozens of times what you have now. Others only need to nurture a wisp of Martial Way Will, and no matter how strong your body is, you won't be able to carry it."

"Give up. Do you want to be told that the genius who once left his name on the Martial Way Mountain seven times has gradually declined in the Wu Yuan and become one of the crowd?"

Lin Chen looked at the approaching middle-aged man and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Yu Yu Jiaoxi, your mouth has bad breath."

After speaking, Lin Chen closed his eyes.

"I have bad breath?"

The middle-aged man was angry: "Good boy, then let's see if my mouth is smelly, or if your body stinks first."

Eighteen copper chains pulled in different directions again, and at the same time, each copper chain kept twisting.

"Ah!"

Lin Chen's eyes bulged, and he roared at the sky.

"Can't take it? If you can't take it, circulate your Qi and blood. What martial artist seals their own Qi and blood? Do you rely on your body to fight your opponent in battle?"

The middle-aged man spoke again, but the only response was Lin Chen's bloodshot eyes.

"You boy really don't know what's good for you, then just suffer here."

The middle-aged man disappeared, but the copper chains still tightly wrapped around Lin Chen, twisting once every thirty breaths...

Every time it twisted, Lin Chen would roar in pain, but he never gave up, and didn't even use his title.

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Main hall.

The middle-aged man looked at Hua Hua Qianwu standing in the main hall and couldn't help but say: "Dean, what kind of spell did you cast on Lin Chen that this boy would choose to seal his own Qi and blood?"

"I didn't cast any spell on him; this is his own choice." Hua Hua Qianwu responded indifferently.

"This boy is a tough nut to crack. Without using the Qi and blood in his body, relying purely on his body to endure this tendon-tearing pain... tsk tsk tsk... If this boy can persist through the three courtyards, then I am convinced."

As the person in charge of the Henglian Hall, the middle-aged man didn't know how many hard-body geniuses he had seen. All those who cultivate hard-body methods can endure hardship, and their ability to withstand physical pain is far beyond ordinary martial artists.

But he had encountered someone like Lin Chen for the first time.

The words he just said to Lin Chen about giving up were what he habitually said to the disciples who came, but he didn't just want to tempt Lin Chen to give up; these words were also his true thoughts.

Lin Chen's physical strength was already very high, and the significance of continuing to improve it was not great.

However, Lin Chen was taught personally by the Dean, and although he had doubts, he didn't ask them out loud.

"After the tendon-tearing ends, take him to the Bone-Forging Courtyard."

Hearing Hua Hua Qianwu's words, the middle-aged man was stunned: "No rest?"

"No need."

Hua Hua Qianwu shook his head. Choosing the Nine-Turn True Blood Organ Cultivation is just the first hurdle. If he can't even persist through this, it's hard to pass the six turns...

The middle-aged man's pupils contracted. If he wasn't sure that Lin Chen was recruited by the Wu Yuan for thirty drops of flood dragon true blood, he would have suspected that the Dean and Lin Chen's elders had some grudge and were using this opportunity to torture Lin Chen to vent their anger.

This is treating Lin Chen like a Zheng Guo person to train.

Half an hour later, the copper chains loosened, and Lin Chen fell back to the ground. The moment his feet touched the ground, Lin Chen couldn't help but stagger, almost failing to stand steady.

"Follow me."

The middle-aged man reappeared in the courtyard, glanced at Lin Chen, and walked forward on his own.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, didn't hesitate, and limped behind the middle-aged man, soon arriving at the second courtyard.

【Bone-Forging Courtyard】

Unlike the two copper walls in the Tendon-Separation Courtyard, there are copper tripods in the Bone-Forging Courtyard. The copper tripods are tied by chains and are three feet off the ground. At the same time, raging fires are burning under these copper tripods.

"Boy, think it over. If you don't circulate your Qi and blood and enter this tripod, it's very likely you'll cook yourself."

Lin Chen didn't speak, just limped toward the copper tripod, but when he stood in front of the copper tripod, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"Changed your mind?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "I told you to give up long ago."

"Trouble the instructor to give me a ladder; the disciple doesn't have the strength to enter the copper tripod."

Middle-aged man: ……

The next moment, the middle-aged man picked up Lin Chen and threw him into the copper tripod like a chick. The copper lid was covered, and Lin Chen could only see his situation clearly through the weak light shooting in from the dozens of holes around the copper tripod.

Boom!

The next moment, a thunderous sound exploded like a thunderclap, and Lin Chen felt his eardrums were pierced at this moment.

Outside, someone was beating the copper tripod!

"Isn't it fire burning?"

Lin Chen originally thought this hurdle was fire burning, but didn't expect it to be hammer strikes.

"The copper tripod has 108 holes, corresponding to the 108 main bones of your body. Boy, enjoy it well."

The middle-aged man's voice came, and the next moment the holes around the copper tripod were blocked one by one, leaving only one.

Boom!

Three breaths later, the sound rose again.

Lin Chen's body trembled, his spine made a sound of jade breaking, and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat, unable to help but overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"This sound is like a hammer chiseling..."

Lin Chen's pupils shrank. He thought of the Thousand-Hammer Diagram. The difference is that the Thousand-Hammer Diagram targets the whole body, while this sound only targets his spine.

This kind of specialized targeting made the pain magnified!

And this is just the beginning...

108 bones, 108 strikes...

"Dean, you really aren't afraid that this kid Lin Chen will be crippled."

Zhang Zhao Qifeng couldn't help it. Even for disciples who cultivate hard-body methods, very few come for the first time and go through such a set directly. 108 strikes...

"I have already prepared medicinal pills for him, as long as he still has a breath left."

Zhang Zhao Qifeng's mouth twitched. The Dean is really cold and ruthless. As the head of the Henglian Hall, he has seen many miserable states of disciples, but for the first time, he felt that Lin Chen was truly miserable.

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An hour later, Zhang Zhao Qifeng opened the copper tripod for the first time and looked down. When he saw Lin Chen raise his head, there was an incredulous look in his eyes.

This kid, actually hasn't fainted yet?

"Boy, why don't you just faint."

Zhang Zhao Qifeng blinked, rarely sending a voice transmission to Lin Chen. This time he wasn't trying to tempt Lin Chen to give up, just simply considering Lin Chen.

After walking through the three courtyards, a normal martial artist would have to shed a layer of skin even if they didn't die.

Not circulating Qi and blood... Since the establishment of the Henglian Hall in the Wu Yuan, no disciple has been able to persist.

"Thank you, Yu Yu Jiaoxi, I can still persist."

Lin Chen forced a smile on his face, but with his face full of blood and his body somewhat deformed, this smile was more terrifying than crying.

Zhang Zhao Qifeng didn't say anything more, picked Lin Chen up from the copper tripod, and this time didn't let Lin Chen walk to the third detached courtyard himself, but carried Lin Chen to it.

【Acupoint-Opening Courtyard】!

This time Lin Chen didn't need to stand, and Zhang Zhao Qifeng threw him directly onto a bed.

It's called a bed, but it's actually two ropes, and the bottom is hollow.

Beside the bed was a box.

Zhang Zhao Qifeng opened the box, and many silver needles shone with cold light.

"Boy, I won't ask you if you give up or not."

Zhang Zhao Qifeng opened his five fingers, and four silver needles were clamped between his fingertips, quickly and accurately inserting them into the acupoints on Lin Chen's body.

Twenty-four main acupoints, seventy-two hidden acupoints—a total of ninety-six silver needles were inserted all over Lin Chen's body.

These silver needles were extremely long, and each silver needle had a groove on it. Zhang Zhao Qifeng slapped the air with his right hand, and a palm wind attacked, causing all the silver needles to tremble.

"Hmm…………"

Lin Chen's mouth opened slightly, and the veins all over his body bulged. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Boy, if you can't persist, shake your head. This is just the beginning. There is Cold Marrow Liquid in the needles; that is the real pain."

Zhang Zhao Qifeng reminded Lin Chen. Seeing that Lin Chen didn't shake his head, he didn't say anything more, sighed lightly, and began to flick his fingers on these silver needles.

Every time he flicked his fingers, the silver needles not only trembled, but the green liquid in the groove seeped into the acupoints along the needle tip. Lin Chen couldn't help but tremble all over, and his hands seemed to want to clench into fists, but he found he couldn't use any strength at all.

Fire needles pierce acupoints, cold marrow enters the orifices.

Ice and fire transform, hard for even immortals to endure.

This was the first time Zhang Zhao Qifeng felt heartache for a disciple.

Why bother!

Suffering this kind of pain, but the improvement in strength is not great...

【Activating Title: Medicine Jar Sick Body...】

The moment he couldn't bear the pain, Lin Chen finally activated the title.

His body had reached its limit!

The moment the title was activated, Lin Chen only felt a wisp of coolness pouring into his mind, and the pain began to decrease.

Lin Chen knew in his heart that the physical pain hadn't decreased, but his perception of pain had decreased.

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Half an hour later.

Zhang Zhao Qifeng pulled out the needles and looked at Lin Chen: "You kid must have grown up eating bitterness."

Sealing Qi and blood, being able to separate tendons, forge bones, open acupoints... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, if someone else told him that someone could persist, even the Dean, he would dare to spit on them.

Lin Chen smiled weakly and didn't reply; he really had no strength left.

【Medicine Jar Sick Body】 didn't make the pain he endured disappear, it just lowered the pain to the limit he could bear.

【Body Forging: 2.76】

Looking at the panel, it had increased by 0.01.

It was worth the bitterness he had eaten along the way.

Leaving the Henglian Hall didn't mean the end for Lin Chen.

The servants of the Wu Yuan had already prepared a medicinal bath in his courtyard, and he still needed to soak in the medicinal bath for an hour.

After the medicinal bath, the sky gradually darkened.

Next, Lin Chen still needed to continue cultivating the Wind and Cloud Palm and the Gale Leg, and copy the "Happy Kuaihuo Shengtian Tie."

In the dead of night!

A figure came out of the detached courtyard and headed straight for the peak of Canglan Peak.

That night, disciples not far from Canglan Peak vaguely heard the sound of wolf howling.

(End of chapter)