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The Hermit - Volume 1 - Chapter 70

Published at 8th of December 2018 01:56:21 PM


Chapter 70

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When Yuxiao woke up from his numbness, the world around him turned red again. The cold, smelly air was all around him. At that moment he got up and walked about, and when he looked, he saw that he was still in the same cave, where he had been shut up by a prison door made of black iron.

Yuxiao just wanted to get out of here right now. Here he felt not only lonely, but as if there were large invisible hands around his neck, which made it difficult for him to breathe and filled his heart with impatience. Suddenly, a violent air stream began to flow through his body.

His eyes slowly turned blood-red and blue veins appeared on his face. He growled like a wild animal. "let me out!"

His fists hit the door of the prison made of black iron hardly, one after the other, "Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong…"

After a few dozen blows, his hands were bloodied and his strength was dissipating bit by bit. And there was no one outside to talk to him. The cave seemed so quiet that he could only hear the sound of his own breathing.

He struck several dozen more blows, and by this time his strength was completely exhausted. He sat on the ground and let the blood flow from his hands to the ground without feeling any pain.

No one knew how long it had been before the door was suddenly opened a crack. Old Lei came in with a bag of food. Tired Yuxiao opened his red eyes, looked at Old Lei. He said anxiously. "Let me out."

Old Lei found his hair was disheveled, eyes were violent, flesh and blood on his hands were rotten. He startled, opened the door and went in. Old Lei clapped his palms at the acupuncture points on his body several times. Later, the red color faded from Yuxiao's eyes. Old Lei said slowly. "Boy, it's a good thing you only have brute force now. If you had practiced your internal power, you would be dead by now, do you understand? You've lost your mind.”

When Yuxiao recovered from his mental, he was surprised to hear what Old Lei had said. Thinking of his situation, he began to sweat down his back.

"I want to get out of here. I can't cultivate in this place."

Yuxiao looked at Old Lei and said.

Old Lei looked at him, thought for a moment and said, "If you want to achieve great things, this is where you hone your foundation. You should know that only when you have a solid foundation can you go on more smoothly in the future. There is no place outside that can offer you the opportunity to practice like there. Going out now is not good for your cultivation.”

"I am one of the elders of the Family Mee. I only think about the good of my family. Try your best. I'll take good care of you. Sooner or later, you will break through this cage, and you will be a strong young man. At that time, you can roam freely on the mainland, and the Family Mee will no longer be in trouble with you.”

Yuxiao listened to Old Lei and couldn't say a word. He longed to go back to the red nation, but there was nothing he could do. “I want to be strong.” Yuxiao said to himself from deep inside.

"Son, you have a good rest, you will play tomorrow." Old Lei dropped that sentence and left. The door of the prison, made of black iron, was closed.

“I want to be strong.”

Yuxiao kept repeating this sentence in her mind. Then his eyes became cold. He stopped looking at the food on the floor and began to sit cross-legged. The cultivation method of Extinct-Heaven-and-Earth has in his mind. He knew that if the first level was not completed, the second level could not be trained. He began to integrate the QIS of his own family, and began to attempt to gather Qi. He was just trying to hit the small acupuncture points on his body directly through the Qi.

Slowly, he settled down. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the flow of breath in the belly. At this point, he found himself in the belly of the moment aroused a flow of air, and the flow is continuously growing. At the same time, he felt a chill in the belly.

As he gathered Qi, more and more air flows through his body. He was so happy that he didn't care about the cold feeling at all. As time went by, his body was filled with air flows and he began to direct the air flow to the acupuncture points on his fingers. He gently guided the air flows past. As he guided the air flows through his small arms, he felt his body's breath drop by half. But he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to break through the acupuncture points on his little finger. He quickened the airflow in the belly. Then, the air flows moved to where the little finger was. He led this air flows impinge past. Then he felt a sharp pain in the little finger of his right hand. The air flows shot through the pinky fingers of his right hand.

A stream of black air mixed with a faint red, like a silver needle from his right little finger rushed out. At this time, the air flow in Yuxiao’s belly has completely disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the black air, mixed with a trace of red, shot at the wall very quickly.

Yuxiao stood up, walked to the wall and looked at it carefully. He saw a small hole the size of the eye of a needle and he wondered. “Is this hole caused by the stream of air that just came out of my finger?”

He pulled out one of his hair and stuck it through the hole. He wanted to test the depth of the hole. The result surprised Yuxiao. One of the hair was completely plugged in, which indicated that the hole was at least half a meter deep. He couldn't believe it was the result that the air stream shot his finger.

After a moment of calm reflection, he sat cross-legged again and began to gather his Qi. After a while, he felt the air flow in his area again. He followed the same path, releasing the air flow through his pinky fingers. This time he felt no pain in his little finger. He quickly opened his eyes and stared at the flash of air flow.

He walked quickly to the wall, and then he saw that there was another hole in the wall the size of a needle. He pulled out one of his own hair and stuck it in, and the consequence was the same as before. Only then did he know that the hole in the wall was caused by the air flow from his fingers. He was overjoyed.

Then he calmed down and sat cross-legged in front of the black iron gate. After gathering his breath quietly, he shot a jet of black mixed with a trace of red, straight at the iron gate. Then he quickly stood up and went to the black iron gate.

At this time, he found a tiny black hole on the black iron gate, he pulled out a hair and inserted it. It was a finger deep. He looked at this incredible scene and thought, “I can shoot a hole through a door constructed of black iron. What if I release air flow into human’s body?”

He laughed at the thought. 





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