Chapter 232: Information in Memory

 Although the original abilities cannot be used, some hidden effects are still exerted.

  For example, excellent qualifications, super understanding and talent.

  Among them, the physical aspect has been isolated, so the effect has dropped to a lower level.

  But it is also a top genius level qualification.

  In terms of understanding, Zhou Tian's journey over the years has not been in vain. His interest in research has brought him more than just research results.

  And thoughts and insights.

  This is why Zhou Tian has very little exposure to martial arts, but he can quickly create a suitable set of footwork.

  "Although it's not a magical skill, it suits me very well." Zhou Tian looked at his left foot.

  He looked around and found some broken boards and pieces of cloth.

  He took out a sharp knife from his clothes.

  Said to be a sharp blade, it was more like an iron piece with one side sharpened and tied to a wooden board to form a small sharp weapon.

  Split the board and cut out strips of cloth.

  Zhou Tian reached out and pulled up the pants on his left leg, exposing his swollen calf.

  Inside the purple swelling is blood stasis and pus! There are also fragments of broken bones.

  "The thick calf bone was completely shattered. The bone residue has been spread all over the flesh and blood. It can't be cured at all." Zhou Tian frowned deeply as he sensed the situation in his body.

  The mode this time is quite special, and the power blockade is very thorough.

  Including Zhou Tian's extremely strong perception, it was also greatly affected.

  The perception of the outside world has been weakened a lot, almost equivalent to a slightly sharper five senses.

  However, there is still some effect on the perception of the body, and the body can be sensed more clearly.

  It is much better than ordinary inner vision, and you don't need to sit quietly, you can still perceive it with your eyes open.

  Zhou Tian clearly sensed the condition of his left leg in this way.

  Compared to the broken piece called the thick calf bone, the thin bone was only broken with a crack and was not broken into slag.

  "Ordinary treatment methods are of no use at all. We still have to put our hope in magical skills." Zhou Tian began to circulate the thin internal energy in his body to his legs.

  At the same time, according to the method of the flame knife, the internal force is converted to cover the broken and small sharp blade in the hand to perform a disinfection.

  He reached out and made a few cuts on the swollen calf. The blood and water mixed together and flowed out in a light red color.

  The internal force took advantage of the opportunity and expelled all the tiny bone residues close to the skin and flesh from the body.

  Zhou Tian broke into a cold sweat, and the severe pain caused his muscles to twitch slightly, but his eyes were very calm.

  The blood stasis disappeared, and the swollen calf gradually recovered and became closer to the appearance of a normal calf.

  A simple solution is to tie wooden boards and scrap cloth strips tightly to the calf to provide extra support.

  "Phew!" Zhou Tian breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his face with his sleeve, leaving a gray-black stain.

  Supporting his right foot with his left foot, Zhou Tian stood up.

  Weiwei tapped the ground with his left foot. The pain was still coming, but it was stronger than before. At least he could move.

  "With the Ten Thousand Miles Chasing Wind Step, you can run away even if you are carrying a person on your back."

  Zhou Tian recalled the scene of the attack. He was not an ordinary person who could break a person's leg bone with one strike.

  But he couldn't even catch his own group of children, and the other party was not a master, not even a qualified thug.

  He should be just a ninth-grade martial artist.

  The classification of juvenile singing can be roughly divided into three levels.

  An ordinary martial artist has internal strength and knows some moves. The ninth grade is the weakest and the first grade is the strongest.

  And above the first level, there is a master of martial arts.

  They are the top three of the four realms. This is a level.   

  When you have mastered the Vajra Ordinary Realm, you will not take in any of the six objects or dharmas, and you will be invincible.

  If you are at ease in your land and your mind is at ease, you will be invincible on earth.

  In the realm of free heaven, the way of heaven is used as force, and every sword echoes with all things.

  This state is like a master among martial arts masters. He has the ability to destroy buildings and city gates with a single blow. He can also defeat thousands of armies by one person.

  Wan Jun in the world of martial arts is not an ordinary person. It is difficult for him to become a master, but he can still do it by becoming a martial artist.

  In the realm of free and easy heaven, it can be subdivided into three realms, Jiuxiao, Fuyao, and great free and easy heaven.

  Among them, the Great Freedom Heaven Realm is the basic condition for those sword immortals.

  Then comes the fourth realm, the mysterious realm of divine travel.

  The highest realm on the surface of this world is to step into the realm of immortality.

  But when you sit quietly and close your eyes, your thoughts can travel thousands of miles away.

  Of these, Zhou Tian only knew the names of the ninth rank martial artist and the first two realms of the fourth realm. He didn't know the others at all, nor did he know how strong they were.

  The source of the news is the memory in his mind. When he was a beggar, Zhou Tian longed for the world in his memory.

  So I often go to some inns to beg, and I hear this information while chatting with people in the world.

  But the information is so messy that we can only sort it out.

  "This dynasty is called Beili, and there is also a Nanjue, Baixiaotang, Jianghu Martial Arts List, Hundreds of Soldiers List, Liangyu List and Guanjue List..."

  Zhou Tian stood in front of the broken window, frowning and looking into the distance. .

  "The strange dynasty, the ranking settings are very familiar, but there are so many works with similar settings that it is impossible to determine which work it is." Zhou Tian thought deeply.

  "These three list names are not familiar to me. It seems that this is a work that I have not seen but have heard about it on other channels."

  The name of Juvenile Song Line made Zhou Tian feel a little familiar. But it's just a familiar name, and I can't think of the content at all.

  It's not that Zhou Tian's memory is not good, but that there is no connection between the name and the actual content in Zhou Tian's mind.

  Zhou Tian shook his head. Now is not the time to think about it. It is better to practice more now!

  Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he continued to operate the basic Taoist mental methods.

  The sunlight gradually became dim, and the sun had set in the west.

  Zhou Tian opened his eyes, and a faint glimmer of light flashed past.

  "With my inner strength, I can be considered a ninth-grade martial artist." Zhou Tian stood up and walked outside with slightly awkward steps.

  While walking, Zhou Tian's brows knitted together.

  When I walked out of the house, I saw a group of little beggars sitting in the yard.

  The oldest is fourteen or fifteen years old, and the youngest is just ten years old. There are no younger ones, because it is difficult to survive.

  "Brother Afeng!" Sanwazi's voice sounded, and he looked at Zhou Tian with worried eyes.

  Zhou Tian waved his hand to stop everyone who wanted to speak.

  "Don't follow me. I can go alone. If I haven't come back in two hours, you should leave this city as soon as possible." "

  Before that, make all preparations." After Zhou Tian finished speaking, there was no Give others a chance to speak and walk into the distance.

  Zhou Tian is not a child, and he acts very decisively.

  The group of little beggars looked at Zhou Tian who was walking away with a wooden stick tied to his leg and a strange posture.

  Some hesitated to speak, they looked at each other a few times, and then focused on the other little beggar leader with the dog on him.

  "You guys are getting ready to run away. I'm the strongest. I'll follow you and see if I can help you?" Goudan said.

  (End of chapter)