Chapter 13 Blood Burning Pill

Early the next morning.

"hiss--"

Zhou Qingshan stood up slowly. He couldn't help but gasp for air as his muscles ached all over his body. This was obviously due to yesterday's fatigue.

"It would be great if I could bring people in and out of the Cloud Top chessboard world."

Zhou Qingshan looked at the Yunding chessboard that had just been reclaimed half an acre of land.

There are still more than ten acres of land, and it will take him at least two or three months to cultivate it by himself, taking breaks.

Zhou Qingshan washed his face with clean water and left the Yunding chessboard world with his mind.

"Xiao Langjun!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao had been waiting in the main house for a long time. When she saw Zhou Qingshan appear, she shouted happily:

"The Second Madam and the Third Madam wanted to see you this morning, but I said the young master was still resting, so I sent them all away. I also arranged for my father to stay in the lobby in the front yard." She raised her head slightly, waiting for praise.

Zhou Qingshan praised: "Well done, if I'm not in the room from now on, it will all depend on you, Xiaoxiao, to hold the scene."

He doesn't have any tool to measure time like a watch or clock. When he takes a nap on the chessboard, time passes normally outside.

As the actual lord of Shengfeng Territory, he is embroiled in many matters, big and small. If he disappears frequently, people will inevitably become suspicious after such a frequent occurrence.

"Here!"

When Zhao Xiaoxiao received the praise, the corners of her mouth curved, revealing two pairs of little fangs, which was very cute.

Then, Zhou Qingshan changed into a clean cotton jacket and left the main house with Zhao Xiaoxiao.

Outer courtyard lobby.

Zhou Qingshan entered the room and called out, "Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Gang, who was sitting on a chair in the lobby, heard the voice, stood up and was about to salute, but suddenly he paused, his eyes fixed, and he sensed a faint breath from Zhou Qingshan.

Is this the smell of blood?!
Did the young man kill someone with his own hands last night?

Zhao Gang stood there in a daze for a moment.

Zhou Qingshan had a gentle smile on his face: "What's wrong? Uncle Zhao."

"It's alright." Zhao Gang came back to his senses, his face expressionless: "I'm here to report to the young master. Last night, that beast tried to sneak into the spiritual realm, but was discovered and driven away by us."

In fact, he hurried here as soon as it got light because he was worried about Zhou Qingshan's safety.

After all, the farmer who presented the peace locket to the third lady actually died at the hands of a strange beast. This was too unusual.

But now it seems that he was overthinking it. The young man has been in charge of the family since he was eight years old. He is clear about rewards and punishments, and everyone is obedient. He is not as weak and kind as he seems. Sometimes he needs to use drastic measures.

Only show kindness to those close to you.

Zhou Qingshan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. Let everyone go back and have a good rest during the day. We will have a difficult time ahead."

After a pause, thinking of the [Skills] on the chess piece panel, Zhou Qingshan asked casually:
"Uncle Zhao, do you have any martial arts moves that don't require moving qi and blood?"

"Martial arts moves? No need to move Qi and blood?"

Zhao Gang looked at Zhou Qingshan in surprise, thought for a moment, and said, "I know a sword technique and a spear technique, which are martial arts learned by the Black Cloud City Army. If you want to learn it, I'll have someone bring it over later."

After a pause, he changed the subject and reminded, "But this kind of martial arts moves are so powerful that without enough strength to support them, the lethality is really limited."

What Zhao Gang said was more polite. It's not just that the killing power is limited, but with Zhou Qingshan's physique, he would probably be out of breath after just a few swings of the knife, let alone using the knife to chop people.

The basics of martial arts start with moving qi and blood, strengthening muscles and bones, and increasing strength.

Simple moves are not powerful.

Zhao Xiaoxiao behind him said worriedly: "Young Master, your health has just improved, why do you suddenly want to practice martial arts?"

Zhou Qingshan was not able to explain the strangeness of the chess piece panel, so he casually said, "I just want to learn some moves to defend myself."

Zhao Gang nodded. The young master usually had too many strange ideas, so as a retainer, he couldn't ask too much. He gave Zhao Xiaoxiao some instructions and turned to leave. "Uncle Zhao, wait a minute."

At this moment, Zhou Qingshan tried to persuade him to stay.

Zhao Gang stopped and turned to look at Zhou Qingshan.

"If Uncle Zhao breaks through the Hercules Realm, is he sure he can kill that human-faced bear?" Zhou Qingshan said seriously.

"The realm of the warriors?"

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "If it was a strong warrior that day, I could have beheaded it on the spot with one strike, instead of just blinding one of its eyes and leaving it stuck in the bone. What a pity..."

At this time, Zhou Qingshan took out an exquisite square box from his arms, handed it to Zhao Gang, and said, "This is a 'Blood Burning Pill'! Can it help Uncle Zhao break through the Hercules Realm?"

Soup, bath, pills, and elixirs.

The first three grades are for warriors at the blood coagulation level, while the big medicine that can be called "pill" is a medicine that has entered the grade. This "Blood Burning Pill" is a middle-grade precious pill, suitable for warriors at the warrior level.

It can stimulate potential in a short period of time, causing the warrior's blood and qi to boil, tempering the blood like a flame, and has a miraculous effect in helping people condense source blood.

Hence it is called 'burning blood'.

It is also a breakthrough elixir that helps blood coagulation warriors break through the warrior realm and train their skin.

Translated to the world of immortal cultivation, this is the "Foundation Building Pill", an indispensable aid in entering the door of martial arts.

This 'Blood Burning Pill' was left to him by his elder brother when he was escorting a caravan. Zhou Qingshan intended to give it to the person with the best martial arts talent in the martial arts hall to help him step into the realm of a strongman in one step, saving him several years of effort in honing his qi and blood.

Unexpectedly, this incident led to the betrayal of Manager Zhang.

Now that the human-faced bear is lurking outside, it would be better to train a strongman now, and Zhao Gang is the best choice!

Zhao Gang hesitated for a moment, and did not reach out to take the box, but pushed it back, his eyes dim:

"I am nearly sixty years old, my Qi and blood are declining. I was seriously injured in the fog when I was a soldier in my early years, which damaged the foundation of my source blood. Even if I take the Blood Burning Pill, I can't become a strong man."

It is best to start building the foundation of this martial art at the age of eight, and start practicing it when the body is initially formed at the age of fourteen. Try to coagulate the blood at the age of sixteen, enter the state before the age of twenty, and become a warrior before the age of thirty when the qi and blood decline.

Every step slower requires more external help to make up for it.

Only when you become a warrior and your body's energy and blood remain at their peak, can you continue to climb the path of martial arts.

Zhao Gang entered the martial arts world halfway through his career and was not a gifted person. He was only able to condense his source blood when he was nearly thirty years old. Now he has no way forward.

"pity."

When Zhou Qingshan heard this, he looked regretful and could only silently put away the box containing the Blood Burning Pill.

Zhao Gang withdrew his gaze from the Blood Burning Pill, bowed, and then turned and left.

Not long after, Zhou Shiqi brought two booklets.

Zhou Qingshan went back into the house and looked through the two booklets, one was called Bloody Battle Sword Technique and the other was called Breaking Formation Spear Technique.

It is worthy of being a military martial art, it only advances and never retreats, and the moves are all extremely simple, with only a few movements going back and forth.

He went back to the main house and took out the three martial arts books left by Zhou's father. After taking a general look, he found that the martial arts were not much more sophisticated than Uncle Zhao's.

Day two.

Outside, the snow was flying and the wind was freezing cold.

The effect of the red-tailed golden carp continued to decline, the strange warm current in the body became almost insignificant, and Zhou Qingshan no longer went out.

Of the ten fishing trips today, the best reward was the 'snow fish', and no other fish like the 'red-tailed golden carp' was caught.

He stayed in the house and spent the whole day yesterday learning several postures of the bloody sword technique, but he did not enter them into the skill panel.

Zhou Qingshan was not discouraged. He got up early today and was about to familiarize himself with the second method of breaking formations with the spear.

At this moment, Zhou Shiqi rushed in covered in blood. He looked panicked. When he saw Zhou Qingshan, he hurriedly said:
"Young Master, that human-faced bear attacked in the snow this morning, and Master Zhao lost an arm!"

(End of this chapter)