Immortal Me Can Infinitely Add Points For Myself

"大呼吸术"?!
陈夏盯着脑海中"呼吸术"升级的提示,愣了一下,然后迅速将意识浸入脑海中,查看了"大呼吸术".
与"龟喘气术"最大的区别,就是在"大龟气息术"后面加上了"元英法"四个字.
这就意味着『大呼吸术〝是可以修炼到元英期的功法!
它的具体效果与"龟息术"相差无几,唯一的提升是修炼效率提高了 20%;原本需要一百年才能达到金核,现在只需要八十年.
其实,陈夏觉得,这种功法与其说是牺牲寿命,不如说是提前推进寿命,将需要三百年才能修炼成金丹的,压缩到一个世纪.
严格来说,算是个收获,毕竟一个金丹的寿命是五百年,用一百年换取三百年的修炼来获得金丹,还剩下两百年的寿命,比做个小修炼者要好.
但为什么培养这种技术的人这么少呢?
陈夏沉思片刻,找到了原因.
因为每个人的资质不同,并不是每个人都需要三百年才能修炼金核;有些人可能会在两百年内达到金核.
一些杰出的人甚至可能不需要一个世纪就可以成为金核.
相比之下,"呼吸技术"似乎太多余了;谁有一点才能,谁就不会培养它.
那些没有才能的人呢?陈夏想了想;没有本领的人,甚至可能都不会走上修炼的道路.
即使他们这样做了,"呼吸法"也有一个隐藏的缺点:你会比普通人衰老得更快.
毕竟,你借天两百年的修炼,偿还了两百年的寿命.
所以有可能,当你的同龄人正值壮年,精力充沛的时候,你已经因为修炼了"呼吸术"而衰落了,还没有达到金核,你的寿命已经越来越短了.
不值得,非常不值得.
这也是为什么自从神仙界创造这种技术以来,很少有人修炼它的原因.
可以说,这门手法是为陈夏量身定做的;没有其他人适合.
以他无限的寿命,他和"龟呼吸术"是完美的匹配.
　　Since Chen Xia became famous in Wei Xi Town, many people from the martial world had come to visit, seeking only one thing.
　　To become his disciples.
　　Chen Xia naturally refused them all, without explanation, leaving only one sentence, "I won't teach."
　　This single sentence extinguished the hopes of these martial artists to become his disciples.
　　However, these martial artists took it as not having enough sincerity, thinking that an immortal would not accept disciples so easily, so most chose to settle in Wei Xi Town, intending to move Chen Xia with their sincerity.
　　Chen Xia thought they were overindulging, but seeing that it had driven the economy of Wei Xi Town, he didn't say anything.
　　It was just that being bothered by these martial artists was a bit annoying; even taking a walk, he could encounter several people directly running out to kowtow and ask to become his disciple.
　　Each with a different background.
　　Some were young masters whose families were destroyed by evil forces, eager to cultivate and seek revenge.
　　Some were children of families who had arranged marriages, unwilling to accept the annulment, wanting to retaliate.
　　Some were once martial prodigies who fell from grace, abandoned by their families, wanting to cultivate and make them pay upon their return.
　　In short, everyone had a more miserable story than the last.
　　But Chen Xia didn't know how to teach, nor did he understand cultivation; he was just a health preserver, growing stronger every year, so he refused them all.
　　Inside the newly opened tavern in Wei Xi Town.

　　Several martial artists were discussing around a table, and a man wearing a bamboo hat lifted his wine cup and asked first.
　　"Gentlemen, is Chen Xia, the town head of Wei Xi Town, really an immortal?"
　　The other knights looked at each other, with no precise news, only vaguely saying.
　　"Probably, I've heard people from Chen Xia say that his appearance hasn't changed in twenty years. Besides an immortal, who else could have such an ability? Even with makeup, it definitely wouldn't have this effect."
　　"And a woman who was close to him was chosen by an immortal and truly ascended to immortality. He should have benefited a lot."
　　The man with the bamboo hat grasped the key information, sipped the wine he had raised, and asked with a smile.
　　"The woman close to him was chosen by an immortal, why wasn't he chosen?"
　　The other martial artists still shook their heads, "We don't know that."
　　"Ha." The man with the bamboo hat sneered, disdainfully curled his lips, and said, "It's probably because Chen Xia's aptitude is not good, so he wasn't seen by the immortal. I guess there's a lot of hype in the rumors about him being an immortal."
　　He looked around, pointed at the crowd in front of him, and said, "You see, today's Wei Xi Town is so good, so lively, we've put in a lot of effort, all waiting to be chosen by Chen Xia as a disciple."
　　The other martial artists frowned and thought for a moment, nodding one after another, feeling that it was indeed so, but someone still mentioned.
　　"It's said that twenty years ago, Chen Xia killed a group of bandits with his bare hands."
　　The man with the bamboo hat sneered again, "Let's not talk about whether this rumor is true or not. Just the fact of killing a group of bandits, many martial artists can do it."
　　"Not to mention the seven guests in the bamboo garden nearby, let alone there is a celestial gate within a hundred miles."
　　These martial artists looked at each other, feeling that it made sense, but still hesitated with a frown.
　　"But we don't know if it's true or not."
　　The man with the bamboo hat chuckled, tapped his finger on the table, making a sound, and said with a disdainful look.
　　"Let's test it a bit, to see if he is a dragon or a worm."
　　————
　　The weather is good today.
　　Chen Xia, who had been in seclusion for many days, slowly crawled out of the house, looked at the sky, and decided to take a walk around the town.
　　Today's Wei Xi Town is extremely lively due to the increase in population.
　　Not only are there martial artists, but also merchants moving in, making it even more bustling than the town ten miles away.
　　However, due to the large number of martial artists in the town, conflicts often break out, causing panic.
　　To deal with this situation, the government invited experts from the patrol department to be stationed in Wei Xi Town.
　　But even so, fights and killings are still many, but they are all grievances between martial artists and do not involve civilians.
　　The experts from the patrol department also turned a blind eye.
　　Since it did not involve residents, Chen Xia rarely cared about their fights, as long as they did not destroy public property.
　　As the town head, he had to do some basic things, otherwise, he might as well not do it.
　　Chen Xia walked by the lake, stretched, yawned, and felt that today's warm sun was really great.
　　Many residents saw him and would call out with a smile, "Good town head."
　　Chen Xia would also wave back and continue to walk with his hands behind his back.
　　Wherever he passed, these martial artists did not dare to fight and kill, and would all greet Chen Xia.
　　But today is different.
　　In front of him, there are two groups of people facing each other in the downtown area, scaring civilians into hiding.
　　Chen Xia frowned, thinking that these martial artists are too arrogant. If you want to have a group fight, at least avoid him.
　　Both sides are still shouting, with a huge momentum.
　　"You son of a bitch, dare to provoke your grandpa, you really haven't died before, your grandpa's iron plate knife will chop you in two!"
　　"Ptui, with your iron plate knife, it's too dull to kill a pig, let alone kill someone. Hehe, kneel down and kowtow to me, and I can spare your dog's life!"
　　The two sides haven't fully started fighting, but they are very fierce in their shouting, and they have broken a lot of tables and chairs, scaring the residents nearby to hide.
　　The more the two sides talk, the more excited they get, and they are about to start fighting.
　　"Don't go crazy here."
　　A shout came, interrupting the shouting and cursing of the two sides.
　　The leader of one group turned his head and saw Chen Xia, frowned slightly, and pointed to the opposite side and said.
　　"Town head Chen, this is them provoking us first, you can't be biased, right?"
　　The other group was not weak, and retorted: "It's clearly you sons of bitches who came to make trouble, and you dare to shift the blame to grandpa."
　　Seeing that the two sides are about to start arguing again.
　　Chen Xia raised his eyebrows, walked slowly to the middle of the two groups, and the two groups frowned and looked at Chen Xia, not knowing what he meant by this action.
　　Chen Xia stopped in front of the broken tables and chairs, sat steadily on a bench with a lost leg, picked up the fallen teapot, and casually picked up a tea cup.
　　He poured a cup of tea for himself.
　　Chen Xia turned his head and nodded to a little girl hiding behind a pillar.
　　"Little girl, go home first, don't be afraid."
　　The little girl is about five or six years old, and because the two groups suddenly started fighting, she didn't have time to run away and was caught in the middle of the pillar.
　　Seeing Chen Xia speak, she quickly nodded and ran out in a panic.
　　Chen Xia watched the little girl's back go far, took a sip of tea, and shook his head at the two groups.
　　"You guys, if you want to fight, just fight, what's the matter with scaring the little girl, can't you make an appointment outside?"
　　The leader of the martial artists nodded and said, "I was too impatient, and it was not well considered. I can compensate for these broken tables and chairs at the original price later."
　　The other group also nodded, "We can compensate too."
　　"Good." Chen Xia nodded, his mouth widened into a smile, his legs spread, his hands on the broken table, presenting a big man's sitting posture, and smiled at everyone.
　　"You know I have a good temper, so if you compensate the money now, I can let you go, and as long as you don't fight in the town later, I won't care."
　　The leader of the martial artists directly shook his head, "The money can be compensated, but there is no reason to end the martial grievances, on the river's lake, once there is a grievance, it must be solved to be happy, if we drag on like this, our brothers will be laughed at when we go out."
　　"Indeed." The other group also nodded and echoed this statement.
　　Chen Xia's eyes narrowed, "Have you guys made a mistake..."
　　He gently tapped his finger on the broken table, making a clang, his voice cooled a bit, and continued.
　　"I'm not the river's lake here."
　　The leader of the martial artists frowned and retorted, "Where there are people, there is a river's lake!"
　　The two sides have been arguing for a long time, and the more people gathered around to watch.
　　There are many martial artists among them who are very interested in Chen Xia, who is known as an immortal.
　　In the world of martial artists, there are very few people who dare to use the word "immortal."
　　At most, they are only known as half-immortals, and Chen Xia can be directly called an immortal, which obviously distinguishes him from other martial artists.
　　Once the word "immortal" is out, it is higher than all martial artists.
　　But is Chen Xia really an immortal?
　　The rumors are loud, but no one has really seen his skills.
　　Chen Xia took another sip of tea, his mouth widened into a smile, and he said to the two groups with a smile.
　　"It seems you guys don't want to accept the face."