C4 Unhealthy Male Body

Within Lord Chu's residence, there were two big locust trees surrounded by green willow trees. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the trees, leaving behind mottled light and shadow. The air was filled with the fragrance of locust flowers.

Several days had passed since Chu Jian was buried. The entire Residence of Lord Chu seemed cold and cheerless, devoid of the vitality of the past.

In addition to taking care of Chu Hai, Uncle Lian, the new butler sent by Wind King to the Residence of Chu, was also his supervisor.

The originally deserted courtyard began to change today. Uncle Lian hired a lot of rogues and bought a lot of things for the yard.

Wen has eight cases, in front of the table: hard wood table of eight fairies, one side of the peach-chair. The four treasures on the table: paper, pen, ink, and ink.

Martial arts had all kinds of weapons, long swords, short blades, big axes, long spears, iron halberds, throwing knives, long spears … …

He prepared these things for Chu Hai's sake. As a prince, he had to be familiar with the art of zither, chess, painting, and even weapons.

As it was late in the morning, the Chu Mansion was extremely busy, and only the main courtyard's side room's door was closed.

In an elegant room, a young man was lying on the bed with his head on his arms. His bright eyes were staring at the ceiling while wearing a clean and elegant white robe, completely spotless.

In a flash, 12 years passed. Chu Hai gradually grew up and roughly understood this world.

This was a planet filled with Spiritual Force, and just the size itself was ten times larger than his original planet. There were many species, many similar to those in his memories.

There were no high technology here, but there were quite a few cultivators. He had heard some stories about cultivators from his aunt.

The past was still fresh in his mind. The experience of this foreign world was terrible. Ever since he was a child, he had been beaten up by Chu Jian.

The key was that the rooster was not punctual, so it was no wonder that he was able to persevere.

He cultivated the unconventional body forging technique, closed his eyes, meditated, and held the spiritual energy in his hand. To reach the Warrior level before the age of ten, one has to reach the threshold of cultivation.

A warrior had to train his muscles, bones, body, and physical strength; one arm weighed more than 300 kilograms while both arms weighed more than 1000 kilograms. In the end, it was all about training his body into a "container".

As the saying goes, having capacity means having a strong enough body to hold more spirit energy.

In Wind Country, Warriors could obtain the position of Centurion in the army camp. If lost on the battlefield, it would be enough to fight one against ten.

For ordinary people, there were two ways to become a warrior: Innate and Pre-Sky Realm. Innate meant to train in external techniques, constantly breaking through the limits to increase the overall strength of the body. And this process usually took a long time.

The Pre-Sky Realm, was to use an external object to open up a new path, and that was to absorb and transform the spirit energy through the sensing of the Spirit Stone's Qi.

With the nourishment of the Spirit Stone, the body would actively capture spirit energy, and from there, refine all of the internal organs, limbs and bones.

The reason was that his body had not reached the Warrior level and could not form the "container". The Spirit Stone s that were worth one gold coin could only absorb 20% of it. As for the rest, they could not be stored in his body and could only dissipate.

To ordinary people, one gold coin meant ten years of hard work. Using ten years of hard work to exchange for one Spirit Stone, but they could only absorb twenty percent.

Therefore, as long as one was not a fool, they would not choose to use Spirit Stone, unless they had money, and could ignore the waste of Spirit Stone.

When Chu Jian was alive, he was the Vice Commander of the imperial guards. He was a grandmaster, and his annual income was only a hundred gold coins.

In order to let Chu Hai win at the starting line, every year, 50% of his income would be converted into Spirit Stone for Chu Hai to use.

This was the difference between the rich and the poor.

Chu Hai was already a warrior when he was six years old, and he relied entirely on the Spirit Stone's contributions. To the nobles of royal authority, this was nothing strange.

After the age of six, it was the beginning of his nightmare. Due to the extremely slow progress, he was often beaten up.

It became one of Chu Jian's constant words, "Trash!" Rotten wood! Mud couldn't help the wall!

After the warrior was the Martial Master.

Martial Master: also known as the Qi Cultivating Stage, constantly refining the spiritual energy stored in the body, guiding the refined spiritual energy to breakthrough, washing the meridians, washing them, the meridians will become thicker and stronger.

The battle strength of a Martial Master was extraordinary. When it came to luck attacks, the explosive force of three thousand Jin was comparable to the strength of a Mighty Elephant. If they lost their position on the battlefield, it would be enough to fight one against a hundred.

Unfortunately, Chu Hai was still a step away from becoming a Martial Master. It was not that he did not work hard, but that he lacked an opportunity.

Facing this foreign father, Chu Hai had an indescribable feeling. In his previous life, he did not lack a father's love, and he even doted on him too much.

This life was too harsh, so much so that it distorted his understanding of fatherly love. He did not even need fatherly love.

"Your Highness, it's time to wake up. Hsingchun is done cooking. You can eat when you get up. "

Along with a light knock on the door, the voice of a maid came from outside the room. This maid was called Chun, and like Hsing, she was also Maidservant, whom the Chu Mansion had bought earlier.

Closer inspection revealed that both Chun and Hsing were pretty. Chun always had her hair tied up, with a jade hairpin embedded with pearls at her temples. She liked to wear a light green long dress, and even her sleeves were embroidered with peonies.

Age eighteen, more lively.

Hsing was more mature. She could get involved in all sorts of things at home. She dressed normally and did not like to talk. She was an introverted person.

As his thoughts were pulled back, Chu Hai frowned. This otherworldly food thief felt uncomfortable.

First, the spring rice, with a pestle in the stone in the rice. The shell that spring comes out is rice bran, and the remaining grains are brown rice. The tools of spring rice are a little like a medicine pot.

The second step was to cook the rice. Because the spring rice was simple, small stones were often bitten into the brown rice. Not only did the teeth chatter, but it also affected the appetite.

As for the food, just pour some sesame oil and fry. After that, sprinkle it with salt. It doesn't matter if it's meat or vegetables.

After all, Chu Hai had been a soldier in his previous life, so he wasn't too particular about food.

If a wealthy person was like this, it was really a mystery as to what kind of life the poor people were leading.

Thus, when he heard the words of the maid, he helplessly laughed at himself.

He remembered one time when he bit a stone during lunch. In a moment of desperation, he spat out a mouthful of rice grains and was found out by Chu Jian. The reason was that the food on the plate was hard to come by and the grains were hard to come by.

Because of this, Chu Hai's small body hid an extremely angry soul.

He swore to himself that if he had the chance, he would plant a bunch of food. I'll let you talk about me again.

Unfortunately, Chu Jian was destined to never see this again.

Chu Hai got off the bed and sat on the edge. He put his hands on his chest and muttered to himself, "I'm not used to sleeping lazily."

Pushing open the door, Chu Hai couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes. When he walked past the main hall, he caught a glimpse of Chu Jian's memorial tablet.

He then continued, "Although I don't like you, I dare not forget the kindness of raising my son. I had wanted to avenge you, but my enemy is already dead. What should I do with the rest? The path of immortality is long, will I have to go up and down to seek it? "Swish, swish …"

Thinking about it, Chu Hai sneered and walked away. Chu Hai no longer had the heart to stay in the Chu Mansion. My aunt Chu Zhen is already married, and is far away from a few provinces.

There will always be a day when a person is lost and hesitating!

He had no clue about the future!

Right now, Chu Hai was like this. Deep in his heart, he had a place to go.

Find a magnificent place, accompanied by a beautiful woman, a few acres of land, a pot of old wine, smiling at the vicissitudes of life.

Immortal cultivation?

Chu Hai shook his head as he was not the least bit interested. There were many cultivators in this world that had reached the Immortal Realm?

Only two people!

It was also a land deity, commonly known as a "false immortal" or "half-immortal"!

False Immortals could only increase their cultivation base, but they couldn't live forever. Although the Divine Turtle had lived for a long time, it still had a time. It would soar through the fog and eventually turn into ashes.

That was the reason. It was fine if he didn't cultivate it!

Let nature take its course!

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with the items you bought?" Is there anything else you're still missing? "

At this moment, when Uncle Lian saw Chu Hai, who was about to leave, he immediately ran over to ask.

The stragglers at the side looked at Chu Hai eagerly. They had been busy all morning just for the sake of those ten copper coins. If the master in front of them was not satisfied, then they would not be able to get the wages.

Slightly nodding, Chu Hai's gaze swept across these unmarried men. They wore plain clothes, and their faces were yellowish and thin. The sleeves that were rolled up had a lot of dust stuck to them, and the veins on their hands could clearly be seen.

Putting down the arm that shielded the sun, Chu Hai's right fist suddenly loosened, and he broke into a smile, "Chun, tell Hsing to add more chopsticks to help them manage their meals. And Uncle Lian, twenty coppers apiece. "

Under the grateful gazes of the unmarried men, Chu Hai waved his hand and left. When he walked out of the door, he replied, "Uncle Lian, from now on, don't buy anything new at home. Tell Hsing that I have some business to attend to and will be back before dinner. "

Not allowing Chun to accompany him, Chu Hai quickly walked towards the door. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "I finally feel like I've found the head of the family."

In the past, Chu Hai didn't even dare to think about it.

After breaking through the warrior level at the age of six, Chu Hai had his own ideas. In order to eat the familiar taste in his memory, in order to let Chu Mansion live a good diet, he would frequently run into the kitchen to do things.

He had thought that his father would take him seriously again when he brought him hot, fragrant meals, but he was beaten up again.

The reason was that a gentleman should take cultivation as his way of repaying his country. It was a woman's idea to immerse herself in the kitchen.

These words almost made Chu Hai happy.

If not for the fact that they could not beat him, they would have long escaped from the Chu Mansion.

In the end, he could only respond with the word "pedantic" in his heart.

Every time this happened, Chu Zhen would take away Chu Hai, apply the medicine on him to reduce the swelling, and comfort him to not be angry. When there was no one around, she would mutter softly: "I see a ghost, other people's children will always cry. But you, you always look at them without saying a word, aren't you looking for a beating!"

After getting rid of his thoughts, Chu Hai opened the door and locked it. A few years after he turned six, he quietly built a base, which was spending money to buy a small yard on the city street not far from his home.

Of course, all the money was given to her by her aunt.

Perhaps it was the bad habit of being a soldier in the past, but whenever he went to a place, he would dig up gardens and grow vegetables when he had nothing to do. No matter how barren the land was, he would always think of ways to grow vegetables.

Right now, he was rushing to check the spoils.

In the Wind Country Capital, East City was mostly the residence of nobles and officials, the busiest time of the year in the city.

The sun was high in the sky now, and shops, hawkers, and stalls were pouring out in unison.

The various yells rose and fell one after another.

One could see the luxurious scene of carriages and palanquins everywhere within the city.

Just as he took one step forward, Chu Hai was attracted by the oncoming group of people on the street.

They saw a group of imperial guards riding on Red Blood Horse, surrounded by them. The leader, Geh Huang, was tall and straight.

Was he looking for me again? Chu Hai was confused.

Sure enough, when Geh Huang saw Chu Hai, who was about to leave, he welcomed him with a smile until he was right in front of him: "Your Highness, are you going out? "Today is a good day. Since the king has decreed it, why not go back to the palace and listen to it first."

Such a good thing? Chu Hai was puzzled again.

However, he still invited Geh Huang in, while the imperial guards waited quietly outside the mansion.

"Chun, serve tea for Master Ge."

"Many thanks to Your Highness for your good intentions. Your Highness, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

After looking around, Geh Huang had a better understanding of the situation of Chu Mansion, so he was surprised to see a group of unmarried men wolfing down their food in the kitchen.

"Please enlighten me, my lord." Since it was a decree, Chu Hai listened attentively.

"Your Highness isn't young anymore, right?" Taking the tea from Chun, Geh Huang took a sip.

Wu Tie, who looked like a teenager, was slightly stunned. His head was still in development. He looked up at Geh Huang, who was eating his tea and panicked. Why did it sound like a blind date?

"Even Thirteen? I wonder what sire's intentions are?"

"Thirteen is great. "To tell you the truth, your highness, your highness, wants to give you a marriage." Geh Huang slowly said as he placed the tea to the side.

Betrothal? Sure enough, it was related to the marriage, this made Chu Hai surprised. In the Wind Country, males usually get married in the year of the Weak Crown, which was twenty years old.

Right now, he was still far from the year of the Weak Crown. Such an unimaginable matter caused him to unconsciously become more cautious.