Wuyazi looked at the magic bean in Chu Xiao's hand with a look of doubt on his face.
Such a seemingly ordinary mung bean can cure his decades-long high-level paraplegia?! Help him restore his atrophied muscles?!
Wuyazi was a little bit unconvinced, but if Chu Xiao took out a pill he would believe it a little more.
But just a mung bean is not convincing enough.
"Senior, please open your mouth!" Chu Xiao handed over the magic beans. Although Wuyazi was reluctant to eat it, he had no choice but to eat it because Chu Xiao kept asking him to do so. He thought that Chu Xiao would definitely not harm him.
Wuyazi finally compromised. He used Beiming Qi to roll up the fairy beans in Chu Xiao's hand, swallowed them into his mouth, and bit them gently. There was a faint bean fragrance, which seemed to be no different from ordinary mung beans.
Wuyazi crushed the magic beans and swallowed them. Suddenly, a heat rose from his lower abdomen, which made Wuyazi immediately frightened. He had been paralyzed from the waist down for decades and had never felt any feeling in his lower abdomen, but just now he clearly felt the heat and swelling in his lower abdomen.
"This... can it really cure my stubborn illness?!" Before Wuyazi had time to hesitate for long, the heat flow began to separate and flow through his limbs, restoring his damaged nerves and making his atrophied muscles begin to become fuller.
Wuyazi's body, which had been unconscious for decades, was actually felt by him again!
"My body..." Wuyazi stared at his body in disbelief. He tried to move his arms and rotate his torso.
Boom! Wuyazi's seventy years of Beiming Qi exploded, instantly breaking the chains that bound him, and then he slowly descended from mid-air like a fairy.
"Thank you, Brother Chu, for using the magic medicine to cure my stubborn illness!" Wuyazi looked at Chu Xiao gratefully and directly addressed Chu Xiao as brother.
Just as Chu Xiao said, there is a sequence in career development and everyone has their own specialization.
Chu Xiao and Wuyazi were not discussed in terms of master and disciple, but in terms of the order in which they started their careers.
Wuyazi was just a guide who helped Chu Xiao embark on the path of martial arts practice.
Chu Xiao was also happy for Wuyazi. The recovered Wuyazi could not only help Chu Xiao learn Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, but also make the black lotus of reincarnation in Chu Xiao's body change again and condense the third lotus petal.
This is the first time that Chu Xiao has obtained lotus petals from someone other than the protagonist. It is speculated that changing the fate of important characters can also seize their luck and condense lotus petals.
Next, it was natural for Chu Xiao to learn Bei Ming Divine Art and Ling Bo Wei Bu.
With Wuyazi as his guide, Chu Xiao believed that he would be able to master these two magical skills quickly.
However, God really played a joke on Chu Xiao.
When Wuyazi taught Chu Xiao to practice the Beiming Divine Art, he encountered an extremely difficult problem at the very beginning.
If one wishes to practice the Divine Art of the North Sea, one must first abandon all martial arts, lose all internal strength, and start from scratch.
Logically speaking, Chu Xiao had no internal force in his body, so he didn't need to give up his own cultivation to practice the Bei Ming Divine Art.
Although Chu Xiao did not have any internal strength in his body, he had extremely powerful energy.
The energy of Dragon Ball is a kind of energy that is extracted from all cells in the body through continuous polishing of the body.
Although it is very different from the method of cultivating internal force, both are energy within the human body.
“Brother Chu, the tyrannical force in your body has affected your cultivation of internal strength,” Wuyazi shook his head helplessly, “Unless you give up your own cultivation, you really won’t be able to practice the Beiming Divine Art.”
Chu Xiao frowned and fell into deep thought.
Now, Chu Xiao has two choices. First, Chu Xiao gives up Bei Ming Divine Art and Ling Bo Wei Bu and continues to practice Qi.
Secondly, Chu Xiao gave up his cultivation and followed Wuyazi to rebuild his internal strength and embarked on the path of martial arts.
It is really difficult for Chu Xiao to choose between these two options.
The energy of the Dragon Ball is indeed powerful, but the energy cannot increase one's lifespan.
Although the internal force of martial arts is not as destructive as qigong, it can make up for the defect of insufficient lifespan.
It was really difficult for Chu Xiao to decide which one was better.
"Brother Chu, don't rush to make a choice. I will first teach you the cultivation methods of Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, as well as my personal learning and enlightenment. How to choose, follow your heart!"
Chu Xiao nodded heavily, temporarily putting aside all distractions, and devoted himself to following Wuyazi to learn martial arts theory, as well as the techniques and tricks of Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu.
As time went by, Chu Xiao had already mastered the practice methods of these two magical skills, but unfortunately Chu Xiao was unable to cultivate internal strength, so he naturally could not display them.
On this day, Chu Xiao sat quietly on the top of Leigushan Mountain, using Qi to polish himself and slowly increase his physical strength.
At some point, Wuyazi landed beside Chu Xiao, looking at him quietly without making any sound to disturb him, just waiting for Chu Xiao to finish his training.
Wuyazi didn't speak until Chu Xiao opened his eyes.
"Brother Chu, my life is coming to an end. I will go down the mountain in the next few days and go to Xingxiu Sea to clean up the mess," Wuyazi's voice sounded very vicissitudes. "After this farewell, I am afraid we may not meet again. I will say take care, brother!"
Wuyazi bowed to Chu Xiao, and Chu Xiao quickly stood up and returned the greeting to Wuyazi.
"All good things must come to an end. I am lucky to have met a bosom friend in this life!"
The two looked at each other without saying a word. Wuyazi performed the Lingbo Weibu and floated down the mountain. When he was nearly halfway up the mountain, his tears had already wet his clothes. He didn't know whether the tears were for himself or for others.
Chu Xiao watched Wuyazi's departing back, with unspeakable emotions in his heart.
If one day, my life also comes to an end, will I also be filled with helplessness like Wuyazi
This world is so beautiful, and there are so many things I haven't seen yet. How can I be willing to die with regrets
Chu Xiao was in a trance, gazing at the slowly rising morning sun with sad eyes.
Where is my path?!
No words were spoken that night.
Chu Xiao packed up early in the morning and prepared to leave Leigushan and travel around the mountain.
Wuyazi is no longer in Leigushan Mountain, so there is no point for him to stay here. He might as well continue to travel around, perhaps it will inspire him.
Chu Xiao headed north, not knowing how long he had been walking or how many places he had passed through.
Whenever he encountered a martial arts sect along the way, he would go to their leader to fight with them, and he never lost.
After each sparring match, Chu Xiao would use his own martial arts knowledge to instruct the leaders of various sects and their disciples, and exchange martial arts experiences.
Soon, rumors spread in the martial arts world that the God of Death Chu Xiao visited all major sects, teaching everyone without distinction, and contributing his strength to the prosperity of the Central Plains martial arts world.
The leaders of the sects who were defeated by him could improve their martial arts skills and greatly increase their strength.
The disciples of his sect also benefited greatly, and their path to martial arts was smooth sailing.
For a time, the name of the God of Killing Chu Xiao once again resounded throughout the martial arts world, and almost all the sects hoped that Chu Xiao could come to their sect leaders to learn from them and guide their practice.
One day, Chu Xiao arrived at the territory of Songshan Mountain and quickly climbed the long ladder to Shaolin Temple.
"The God of Killing Chu Xiao is coming to Shaolin!"
Ding! Ding! Ding! The bell of Shaolin Temple was struck deafeningly. The abbot of Shaolin Temple, the heads of various major temples, and the core disciples gathered outside the Shaolin Temple to welcome the arrival of Chu Xiao, the God of Death.