Chapter 6 : Freedom

　"grass!"　　Bang!　　"grass!"　　Bang!　　"grass!"　　Bang! Bang!　　In the dark concrete room, accompanied by bursts of low growls and banging sounds, Zhang Yu finally completed the second round of the 36 body-building exercises despite the intense pain that continued to come from his body.　　He sat down on the ground with a thud, gasping for breath.　　Feeling his hands and feet still trembling slightly, Zhang Yu felt that this body had reached its limit and every inch of flesh and blood in his body did not want to move.　　But in this situation, the chill and the voice in my head came again.　　"Please abide by the ritual agreement and work hard to complete your wish. Do not deliberately be lazy and procrastinate. 　　"Fuck!" Zhang Yu cursed in his heart: "I've reached my limit!"　　"I really can't practice anymore!"　　"I have classes tomorrow!"　　But no matter what he said or how he explained, the countdown did not have any pause or hesitation.　　Seeing that the countdown was about to reach the end, Zhang Yu could only curse and stumbled up to practice again.　　Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for most people to push themselves to their true limits when exercising alone.　　Only under the supervision and strict requirements of a master, teacher, coach... can people exercise to the limit again and again.　　The same is true for Zhang Yu. If he were alone, he would probably be too tired to move after practicing the 36 fitness exercises once or twice and would just rest.　　But the power of the ritual at this moment was like a devil coach, staring at him all the time, threatening him with death, and urging him to continue exercising without any laziness.　　The third time...　　The fourth time...　　The fifth time...　　Until the tenth time!　　Under the repeated threats of the ritual power, Zhang Yu practiced the 36 body-building moves for the tenth time!　　During this period, the pain all over his body of flesh and blood went from being torn apart, to being pricked by needles, and finally to gradually becoming numb. He even felt that his hands and feet were about to disappear.　　At the same time, every bit of magic power in the body was forced out and continuously injected into the damaged flesh and blood.　　After completing these ten exercises, Zhang Yu felt as if all his flesh and blood as well as his magic power had been squeezed dry, like a rag that had been wrung thousands or tens of thousands of times, with not even a drop of energy left to be wrung out.　　At this moment, Zhang Yu just wanted to lie on the ground, too lazy to move at all.　　Fortunately for him, the voice that had been urging him to die did not sound again this time, as if it believed that he had truly tried his best and reached his limit at this moment.　　During the training just now, Zhang Yu also had a rough understanding of the characteristics of this ritual power.　　"This thing is a bit like an artificial idiot. It has no real intelligence and just operates according to certain rules..."　　Zhang Yu had seen similar things in Kunxu movies, television, and news.　　Those powerful magic weapons contain weapon spirits. These weapon spirits are like artificial intelligence and have a certain wisdom to deal with various problems. Even those weapon spirits that are powerful enough have intelligence that is no less than that of humans.　　At this moment, after confirming that the power of the ritual was no longer forcing him to exercise, Zhang Yu was finally able to relax and feel the effect of the upgraded 36 bodybuilding moves.　　Yes, just after Zhang Yu completed the 36 Body Building Moves for the tenth time, he could feel that this martial art had been upgraded.　　At that moment, his knowledge and understanding of the 36 body-building exercises became more profound.　　Many details that he had not noticed or understood before suddenly appeared in his mind like a flash of lightning.　　And on the feather book, the original 'Thirty-six Fitness Moves Level 1 (0/10)' also became 'Thirty-six Fitness Moves Level 2 (0/20)'.　　"If I practice it 20 more times, I can raise the Thirty-Six Bodybuilding Exercises to level 3?"　　"If I keep practicing like this, won't I be able to push the Thirty-Six Body Building Moves to level 10 soon?"　　Zhang Yu knew that in the Qi Refining Realm, the highest level of martial arts and Taoist techniques could be cultivated was only level 10.　　"By then, even if I don't get acupuncture or take medicine, the effect of my exercise will not be inferior to Bai Zhenzhen and the others... No, it may even be far better."　　"If you keep going like this, it won't be impossible to improve your physical strength to the top of the grade in the future."　　Thinking of this, Zhang Yu felt excited and felt less pain all over his body.　　"It's terrifying! My potential is so terrifying. Once it is stimulated by the evil god, it will soar into the sky."　　With beautiful imaginations of the future, Zhang Yu, who had trained his body to the limit, gradually fell into drowsiness and fell asleep unknowingly.　　Zhang Yu slept until five o'clock the next morning, then woke up instinctively, just like he had woken up at five o'clock countless times in the past.　　But today, his whole limbs felt sore and weak that even opening his eyes was extremely difficult.　　Although Zhang Yu had woken up at this moment, he didn't want to get up at all. He just wanted to continue sleeping for a while, even though he was lying on the concrete floor of an unfinished building.　　"Five minutes... Just sleep for another five minutes..."　　But just when Zhang Yu wanted to stay in bed, a voice that made him feel sick rang out from the bottom of his heart again.　　"Please abide by the ritual agreement and work hard to complete your wish. Do not deliberately be lazy and procrastinate."　　"Oh my god!" Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and listened carefully to the sound. After repeatedly confirming that it was not an illusion, he could only sit up cursing.　　At this moment, Zhang Yu suddenly realized that things might be more serious than he had originally imagined.　　"From now on, as long as it is related to study, cultivation, college entrance examination, work, that is, anything related to study, cultivation, work, and making money to fulfill my second wish... I can't slack off even a little bit?"　　"24-hour supervision, right?"　　Feeling tired and exhausted, Zhang Yu could only hurried back to the rental house.　　Feeling that he was covered in grease and sweat, he quickly paid the water bill of 323.4, took a five-minute shower, and then hurried to the bus stop.　　Looking up at the display screen on the platform, Zhang Yu thought, "Will the next train arrive in ten minutes?"　　He found a pole to lean against and thought to himself, "Let me take a break. Fortunately, that damn thing didn't ask me to use this little time to practice martial arts."　　Zhang Yu regretted it as soon as he thought of this.　　Because a chill surged through his heart, and the nightmare-like voice rang out again.　　"Please abide by the ritual agreement and work hard to complete your wish. Do not deliberately be lazy and procrastinate."　　"Fuck..." Zhang Yu cursed in his heart, "Is this thing always monitoring my thoughts? As long as I think of a way to work hard but don't do it... it will kill me?"　　Therefore, as the countdown continued, Zhang Yu could only endure the fatigue and began the 36-step exercise with the people around him looking at him in surprise, confusion, appreciation or indifference.　　drink!　　Bang!　　After throwing the last punch, Zhang Yu, who was sweating all over, sat down on the ground again due to exhaustion.　　Looking at the bus getting closer and closer in the distance, he felt extremely relieved: "It's finally here."　　And today, Zhang Yu actually found a seat for him to sit on the bus, which made him happy again.　　"Finally I can take a good rest."　　"Take a nap for a while. You can't force me to practice martial arts on the bus, right? Unless it's breathing exercises..."　　As soon as Zhang Yu thought of the word "breathing", he felt something was wrong.　　"Please abide by the ritual agreement and work hard to complete your wish. Do not deliberately be lazy and procrastinate."　　Sure enough, the countdown sounded again, forcing Zhang Yu to practice basic breathing techniques while sitting in the car.　　Breathing while riding in a car sounds simple and cost-effective, but even Zhang Yu gave up after trying it a few times.　　One reason is that the environment in the car is too noisy, making it difficult for people to concentrate.　　The second, and most important, point is that Zhang Yu is too tired after getting up early every day.　　It was a rare opportunity for him to get a seat, so he just wanted to take a short nap and couldn't even concentrate on breathing.　　The few times I tried it, I would often start to feel drowsy and sleepy after breathing for a while.　　But at this moment, under the pressure of the power of the ritual, Zhang Yu could only breathe hard. In the process of constantly fighting sleepiness, he tried to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth with each breath.　　At this time, he also fully understood that things were much more serious than he had previously thought.　　"This is not just a 24-hour overseer. This is someone who is pushing me to death all the time."　　"As long as I have this thing, all laziness, slacking off, entertainment, enjoyment, relaxation... will be gone from me."　　"There will be no more weekends, let alone holidays. My life will no longer be fun. Every minute and every second will be dedicated to study, practice, and work... until my second wish is fulfilled."　　Zhang Yu unconsciously hugged his head: "I will become a complete learning machine and a workhorse. I will never have any free time again. I will be a test taker for the rest of my life... until I am completely crushed by this pressure!"　　He lamented in his heart: "If this is how my life is, then even if I succeed in becoming an immortal, what's the point of living a few hundred more years? Living a few more years means a few more years of suffering."　　"Oh my God!"　　The passengers around looked at Zhang Yu, who was holding his head with a painful look on his face.　　But Zhang Yu no longer cared about these. As the countdown of "Please abide by the ritual agreement..." sounded again, he sat up straight again, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and continued to practice the basic breathing method.1　　But at the same time, a sense of determination gradually surged in Zhang Yu's heart.　　In fact, until this morning, Zhang Yu was a little confused when he came to this world.　　Although he wanted to get into a prestigious university, join a large sect, and achieve success in practicing Taoism, it was hard to say how much of this was influenced by his original body's memories and how much of it was his choice based on his life habits.　　Until this moment, Zhang Yu finally had a goal, something he was determined to accomplish no matter what.　　That is to become strong enough, strong enough to completely eliminate the ritual power that compels him.　　Zhang Yu wants... freedom!