Chapter 6 Tony asks for help and Zhao Yu practices
Although the sacred projection has left, the understanding of the secret of the first transformation of the true form of chaos remains in Zhao Yu's heart. Chaos True Body has mastered the nine-level method of nine-level refining in one turn, and can practice it at any time without any bottlenecks.
This kind of surprise made Zhao Yu tremble with excitement.
If it weren't for the subconscious warning in his heart, he would probably call out the system and dazzle him. Take a good look at the system's aggrieved reaction!
At the same time, Zhao Yu was also slightly annoyed - he had known that he should have redeemed a combat skill first, even the worst one. Now, except that his physical fitness is twice that of ordinary people, he has no other means and still lacks the basic ability to protect himself.
If you have exchanged a combat skill before, in the state of divine possession, you will be able to understand it clearly in the blink of an eye, and quickly practice it to the state of returning to nature.
Even the true form of Chaos is completely understood, and it's just a low-level combat skill, but it's not easy to capture it?
This also allowed Zhao Yu to truly appreciate another powerful function of the Summoning Saint Card - not only to save life, but also to help with cultivation!
He has made up his mind that he will never use the remaining two times unless absolutely necessary - even if he does use them, he must find the right time - for example, if he encounters a bottleneck in his practice and cannot break through.
This is its true usage.
Just when Zhao Yu was enjoying himself, Tony finally arrived at Xavier School for Gifted Talents.
This school is just outside New York.
Professor Charles had already known about Tony's arrival and ordered Cyclops Scott to greet him outside the door.
Charles is a very contradictory person. He claims to have sacrificed everything for the mutants, but in fact, what he has done has deviated from the mutant camp - he is more considerate of humanity.
But he still thought he was absolutely right.
The other person opposite him, Magneto King Eric, is at the other extreme.
One advocates compromise and compromise again and again, while the other persists in attacking and attacking again. If the two could be combined into one, and a middle number was chosen, perhaps the situation of the mutants would be much better than it is now.
Charles is confused about Tony's purpose. He knows very well that he is hated by many people - no one wants all their secrets to be exposed to the eyes of others.
Therefore, he rarely goes out. If not necessary, he would rather stay in this remote school for the rest of his life.
He believed that others would not want to see him if it was not necessary.
And for the sake of his so-called belief, he will hardly use his ability to spy on anyone else, although it is easy for him.
Therefore, he didn't know Tony's purpose - he didn't rush to check Tony's memory.
Even Professor Charles didn't want to offend Tony.
Soon, Scott, who was wearing sunglasses, led Tony, who was energetic but looked tired, in.
"Hey man," Tony said as he walked, he still couldn't stop talking: "No one said you are very cool? Your sunglasses are very beautiful, really..."
Scott had an impatient look on his face.
He always maintained a kind of vigilance and disgust towards people like Tony, rich men or upper-class figures - the situation of mutants, in his opinion, it was these people who hindered the realization of the professor's dream.
"Professor, we're here." He said, looked at Tony who was being supported with contempt, ignored him, turned around and walked out.
"Sorry," a hint of apology appeared on Charles' vicissitudes of face: "Scott may not be in a good mood these days..."
"No, no need." Tony was helped by the bodyguard to sit down, with a generous look on his face: "I know, people, there are always a few days every month."
Charles was dumbfounded. He had known that Tony, a man of great influence, had always been unreasonable and unforgiving, with a mouth as sharp as a knife, and now he finally realized it.
"Okay Mr. Stark, I want to know why you're here." He didn't intend to settle down with Tony.
Tony looked around and asked the bodyguard to go out. There were only two people left in the room.
He organized his words and stretched out his hand to gesture: "I don't know how to talk about it... Just now, a very strange stranger came to my office and cast a curse or witchcraft on me. That The devil calls it a curse, and God knows what an unfortunate name it is!"
He said bitterly: "That person keeps saying that he wants to be my master, God, Professor Charles, master!? Do you think there are such thick-skinned people in this world?"
Charles nodded in understanding.
"It's natural to be wary of strangers."
"Correct!" Tony seemed to have found a confidant and complained endlessly: "But when the devil saw that I was unwilling, he performed witchcraft on me. I thought he was a liar, but... Professor, you can tell by looking at me now. .”
He pointed to his nose: "Pain, pain from the depths of my soul. I can clearly feel it now. In a corner of me, I am bound and suppressed by something! The devil said, This is a kind of thing that directly affects the soul... By the way, fairy magic! He said it is fairy magic, God, what the hell!"
He complained repeatedly: "You may not know that he has only two purposes for finding me. In his words, there are only two reasons. One is to ask me to provide him with a farm or pasture of no more than one hundred acres, and it needs to be around New York. The second is to ask me to provide him with a farm or pasture of no more than one hundred acres. This person actually values me?! I can't bear it! I have to suffer like this just for a hundred acres of land, and it will continue forever, controlled by him! Professor, I thought of you! If there is someone in this world, Help me, that person is only you!"
"Of course, Professor, I won't let your efforts go in vain." Tony promised: "Maybe I can say a few words for you regarding the Mutant Act."
The professor frowned slightly, with a very conspicuous look on his face against his shiny head: "Using power that is different from ordinary people to control others is a bad behavior that violates the bottom line of morality and disregards free thought. It is not advisable. However, I may not know the person Mr. Stark is talking about. Is there someone who controls the soul on this planet?"
He looked up at Tony: "If Mr. Stark doesn't mind, I'd like to take a look first."
"Of course." Tony shrugged pretending to be relaxed: "Otherwise, what would I be doing here?"
The professor smiled, his eyes flashed, and Tony suddenly became confused.
The expression on Professor Charles's face was relaxed at first, then gradually became serious, and finally he started to sweat on his smooth forehead! His face also turned red!
His skinny hands squeezed tightly, and the blood vessels were exposed, making it look very difficult.
I don’t know how long it took, but Charles groaned, two streams of blood spurted out from his nostrils, and then he suddenly opened his eyes!
At the same time, Tony shuddered and woke up.
Seeing Charles' embarrassment, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, and his heart sank.
Charles wiped the blood outside his nostrils, his eyes showing extreme fatigue, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, I tried my best..."
Tony's face suddenly turned pale.
...
Seeing Tony staggering away with the help of bodyguards, Professor Charles closed his eyes tiredly.
"Professor, what's wrong?"
Qin, Ororo, Scott, Hank and others surrounded him, looking at the professor with extremely concerned eyes.
Charles waved his hand gently: "That playboy was put under a curse deep in his soul and controlled... He came to me, but I can't do anything."
"Impossible!" Scott shouted: "Professor, who has put a curse on the soul that you can't remove?"
"It's not the soul." The professor waved his hand: "It's the soul. I can see the soul, but the curse is too profound and I can't decipher it... When I tried my best to decipher it, I suffered severe psychic backlash... .”
As he spoke, he sighed: "An extremely dangerous and unscrupulous person has appeared in this world again. He is proficient in the power of the soul, and I can't find him... Why is the fate of human beings always so troubled... .”
After saying that, he turned the wheelchair and left slowly.
A group of people looked at his back and couldn't help but look at each other.
...
Zhao Yu practiced peacefully all night.
He believed in the curse and in divine power, so he had no worries.
This night, he officially stepped into the threshold of cultivation - although it was his first time, it was extremely familiar. The things left behind by the divine projection benefited him immensely.
The first turn of Chaos True Body has nine levels of refining techniques. In addition, there is also a general outline. This general outline is not a text or a catalog, but a Taoist rhyme.
When realizing this Taoist rhyme, the body will involuntarily make many movements that are difficult for ordinary people to do. Through the movements guided by this Taoist rhyme, the physical body is tempered from the inside to the outside, and the bone marrow, blood, internal organs, muscles, bones, etc. There is no place where the skin, flesh, or even the brain will fall.
This is an all-round exercise.
This is also the first step of refining the true form of Chaos.
Only after being infected and tempered by the general outline of Tao Yun and laying a solid foundation can we truly start to practice the nine-level refining method.
Throughout the night, Zhao Yu was immersed in the general outline of Taoism. The small rented house became a place for him to hone his physical foundation.
In the morning, after the ninth realization, he finally opened his eyes.
At this time, he stood in the middle of the room in a posture of withdrawing his power.
He didn't find it strange, although last night, at first, he was in bed.
Summoning the system light curtain, his eyes stayed on the basic attributes.
Constitution Strength: 5
Soul Strength: 9
In just one night, his body had undergone earth-shaking changes!
Physical strength more than doubled from 2 to 5.
Especially soul strength - the legacy of divine possession.
In the state of divine possession, he understood the mystery of the first nine refinements of the real body of chaos. This is equivalent to enlightenment. It is reasonable for the soul strength to increase like this.
And Zhao Yu can clearly feel that this growth has not stopped. Both the physical strength and the soul strength are slowly increasing. This has nothing to do with the Chaos True Body method, nor does it have anything to do with divine possession. This is the instinct of the physical constitution itself!
He couldn't easily realize it before, but after stepping into the door of cultivation, he can feel the specialness of his physique!
Maybe it only eats and sleeps, just like the legendary Western big-bellied lizard dragon, which slept for hundreds of years and became invincible.
