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Chapter 3 - Eternal Youth Technique!

The Rejuvenation Fist could upgrade to an unranked [Secret Level] Fist Technique, or it could advance to a Tier 1 Qi Refinement technique. The potential of the Secret-level Fist Technique might be greater, but Lu Chen urgently needed to protect himself.

He was even more interested in advancing to Tier 1. However, he was not in a hurry. If he wanted to advance, he needed another fist technique.

"It should be about time." Muttering under his breath, Lu Chen left the left wing and walked towards the right wing. Just as he reached the door, he heard sobbing sounds coming from inside. This right wing had been sealed by Lu Chen.

It turned into a small black room.

This person had only been locked up for half a night, but he could not hold on anymore.

Lu Chen carried the oil lamp and walked into the room. With a bang, he closed the door and reached out to pull off the cloth socks that were stuffed in his mouth. He placed the oil lamp on the other party's face, illuminating a fat and panicked face.

"Name!"

"Hui… Hui Neng."

"Where are you from?"

"…"

Bang! "Where did you come from?"

"Ku Chan Courtyard."

Hui Neng, 23 years old.The visiting monk from the Ku Chan Temple. He had been in the temple for five years and had practiced the Vajra Punch and Maha Kasyapa Palm. His status was only slightly better than Bhikkhu, who had just entered the temple.

He was still considered the lowest level in the Ku ChanTemple.

The other party directly took orders from the guest hall's receptionist, Monk Yuanzhen. This time, his mission was to monitor the Changchun Temple and find out the truth. The foundation of the entire Ku Chan Temple was completely revealed to Lu Chen.

There were hundreds of monks in Ku Chan Temple, divided into three levels:

Great Priest.

Great Monk.

Monk and Bhikkhu.

The monk and Bhikkhu were at the bottom of the hierarchy, while the great monk was at the middle level. He cultivated body forging techniques, and his strength varied. The strong could match the Great Priest, and the weak could match ten people.

As for the Great Priest…

What they cultivated was either magic or movement techniques. Their statuses were revered, and they were all experts who had mastered Qi Refinement.

"Yuanzhen…" Lu Chen frowned deeply.

This Yuanzhen was not weak. It was said that he was comparable to a Great Priest in the Qi Refinement Realm. No one knew what he was up to, but it was not difficult to guess. He was most likely after the relic of Daoist Qingyun.

It was either a technique or a magic artifact, the peach wood sword.

Fortunately, since the other party had sent people to investigate, they most likely did not know the exact news of Daoist Qingyun's death. He still had time to set up. Moreover, there was the suppression of the Town Guards above, so the other party did not dare to be too brazen.

After a series of threats, Lu Chen had successfully obtained the Vajra Punch and Maha Kasyapa Palm. As a result, there was only one last requirement to advance the Rejuvenation Fist: 50 kilograms of flesh and blood.

The small black room suddenly fell silent.

Lu Chen's expression was hesitant. His gaze drifted on Monk Hui Neng. 50 kilograms of flesh was not a small amount. The chickens and ducks that he had killed in the past few days would definitely not be enough. Then… there were only two choices.

One was Hui Neng.

And the other was a live pig.

He was a little reluctant to part with a fat pig.

Between life and death, Hui Neng felt something. In an instant, he almost fainted from fear. His tied-up body trembled like a sieve as he said in horror, "Don't… Don't kill me… I… I still have something to say."

Lu Chen smelled feces and urine. He took two steps back in disgust and said fiercely, "If you have something to say, say it. If you dawdle any longer, I'll kill you!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk. I'm under a spell. If you kill me, you'll suffer too."

"Oh?" Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and asked with some interest, "What spell?"

"S-sorcery!"

"Are you serious? I don't believe you."

Lu Chen held the oil lamp in his left hand and the short knife that he used to kill ducks in his right hand. He stabbed it forward.

Hui Neng was almost scared to death. He broke down and cried. "Boohoo, I really don't know… He ordered me to do all kinds of dirty things. Last month, I helped him bury a young lady. A few days ago, I helped him abduct a pretty nun. Yesterday, he called me to his room and drew talismans and inserted needles. He told me… told me not to be afraid. Even if I die, I won't be able to escape from him. Boohoo~"

"Tsk tsk… What a good Ku Chan Temple."

Lu Chen's expression turned cold. This Monk Yuanzhen really knew how to play. He had a young lady and a beautiful nun. Hmph, he was simply too detestable. This Hui Neng was probably a fellow who helped the evildoer.

He shouldn't be pitied.

He also deserved to die!

However, Lu Chen still had some misgivings about that sorcery. Since he could not run away, he can wait till he level up first.

Coming out of the right wing, Lu Chen carried his knife and headed straight for the pigpen.

"Second Senior Brother, I'm here to see you."

"Hmph~ Hmph~ Hmph~ Hmph~"

"Puchi~~"

"Hmph~ Jijiji~"

Second Senior Brother weighed more than 200 pounds, and the strength he used to struggle was even more terrifying. Fortunately, Lu Chen was not the same as before. He pressed one hand on Second Senior Brother's head and let him struggle desperately.

It still did not move. After half an incense stick of time, Second Senior Brother finally took his last breath.

"It's done."

Lu Chen put down his dagger and took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket. He carefully poured out ten grains of spiritual sand, and the light screen in front of him suddenly changed.

[Rejuvenation Fist Advancement Conditions]:

[1: 10 grains of spiritual sand (Achieved!)]

[2: A fist technique (Achieved!)]

[3: 50 kilograms of flesh (Achieved!)]

....

[Name: Lu Chen]

[Identity: Temple Master of Changchun Temple]

[Cultivation Technique: Omitted]

[Spell: None]

[Spiritual Root: Pseudo-Spiritual Root]

[Palm Technique: Uninitiated Maha Kasyapa Palm (Upgrade conditions can be opened!)]

[Fist Technique: Uninitiated Vajra Fist (Upgrade conditions can be opened!); Rejuvenation Fist, Perfection (Upgradeable!) +]

....

"I'm so excited. I'm about to advance."

Lu Chen's heart was pounding. He actually didn't know much about advancement. He only knew that it led to extraordinary things and was also the beginning of longevity. In the past, the original owner couldn't obtain it even if he wanted to.

Now, he, Lu Chen… was about to enter.

"Advance!"

Lu Chen took a deep breath and pointed at [+].

The Spiritual Sand was crushed into powder, and nearly half of Second Senior Brother's flesh and blood disappeared into thin air.

Lu Chen couldn't help but tremble. His entire body started to heat up, becoming hotter and hotter. It was as hot as a furnace. His throat also began to itch. It was so itchy.

"Cough, cough, cough~"

Lu Chen could not help but cough. His cough was heart-wrenching.

"Pfft!"

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of black blood. His body seemed to have broken through an invisible limit. In an instant, everything fell silent and the world became clear!

Chirp, chirp~

Sha sha sha~~

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Hehe, this fool helped me cut off half of the rope just now. Haha, he didn't even lock the door. Just you wait. When I, Hui Neng, escape, I'll definitely call Martial Uncle Yuanzhen over. I'll make sure you can't live or die!"

Crickets hummed low in the corner.

The multi-legged centipede crawled quickly under the withered grass. A gray-white short-tailed sparrow flew past under the night sky with a black worm with wings in its mouth. In the right wing room, Monk Hui Neng was overjoyed. He muttered and suppressed it.

He quietly opened the unlatched door.

Everything was so clear, but it was weakened many times in an instant.

Crack! Crack!

Lu Chen clenched his fists tightly, and his bones emitted cracking sounds. His exposed skin revealed an abnormal black-red color. His eyes became very bright as he looked up at the night sky that was no longer completely dark. He was surprised and delighted as he muttered,

"Eternal Youth Technique!"

[Name: Lu Chen]

[Identity: Temple Master of Changchun Temple]

[Cultivation Technique: Eternal Youth Technique, Beginner (The upgrade conditions can be opened!)]

[Spell: None]

[Spiritual Root: Pseudo-Spiritual Root]

[Palm Technique: Uninitiated Maha Kasyapa Palm (Upgrade conditions can be opened!)]

....

The Rejuvenation Fist had advanced to the first level of Ordinary-level body tempering technique, the Eternal Youth Technique. Due to the fact that it was passed down through the same lineage, it was directly initiated. His body had also undergone a comprehensive transformation and every move he made had a force of 500 kilograms.

He did not comprehend the changes in his body too much. He held the short knife stained with pig's blood and walked out of the pigpen with a straight face. He turned around and saw Monk Hui Neng tiptoeing over the wall in the dark.

"Die!" Lu Chen smiled coldly and threw out the short knife in his hand.

"Pfft~"

The short knife spun and flew nearly ten meters away. It stabbed into the back of the other party's head and went through half of it. Monk Hui Neng fell down the courtyard wall with a plop. His body twitched as he looked in Lu Chen's direction. "You… you did it on purpose??"

Lu Chen slowly walked over without saying a word. He looked at the other party quietly, as if he was sizing up a prey on the verge of death.

"Heh… Heh heh, if I die, you won't be able to live either. I was struck by Martial Uncle Yuanzhen's Ghost Retribution." Hui Neng's expression gradually became ferocious as he gritted his teeth and said, "You… You… You're going to die with me!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze, but his mouth grew wider and wider. The corner of his mouth had already been torn, and blood was gushing out. A dark green word "Yin" appeared on his forehead.

The [Yin] character twisted violently, as if something was about to break free.