Growing Up
Feilu. com updated:2011-4- 26 16:44:48 Words:3474
He opened the package that Pu Shan had given him. There were two common notebooks, a bottle of pills in warm jade, a pill wrapped in gold foil, and a yellow envelope.
Tearing open the envelope, a faint fragrance of grass wafted out from the printed paper. After ten years, Wu Chen smelled the words written in burnt ink again.
"There are a lot of things that I can't say from my point of view, but I hope you remember the words 'the royal family is merciless'.”
"There are four things in the bag. Two are notes. One is a record of my martial arts experience. Although my martial arts cultivation is not very high, it is still of some reference value in the initial stage. The other book recorded some general knowledge of the cultivation world. This general knowledge might be rarely heard in the secular world, but it was something that everyone in the cultivation world had to know. You could use it to kill time in your spare time.”
"The pills in the warm jade bottle are called 'Spirit Gathering Pills'. The Spirit-Gathering Pill contains a small amount of Qi of Heaven and Earth. It can be used to refine the body and polish the Qi of Heaven and Earth. With your current cultivation, it's best to take one pill every ten days. When you enter the refining stage, take one pill every seven days. When you reach the Marrow Transformation stage, take one pill every three days. You must not take more than one pill, or it will burden your body.”
"The Turtle Breathing Pill alone will cause the body to enter a state of suspended animation after consumption. It will be effective for three days.”
Looking at the item in his hand, Wu Chen didn't say anything and quietly hid it.
……
It was late at night, and it was very quiet inside and outside the imperial prison.
Open!
Wu Chen held a piece of green brick that he had just dug out from the windowsill with both hands. He was half-crouching, his fingers firmly clasped onto the green brick.
Under the force exerted by his arms, the iron-hard bluestone actually gave people a feeling of distortion!
Crack!
It broke. Under the effect of Wu Chen's ten fingers, the hard blue stone brick was forcefully broken. From the broken spot, ten finger prints could be seen on the blue stone brick.
Originally, Wu Chen did not dare to make such an attempt. However, after consuming the Spirit Gathering Pill, his limbs became unobstructed. An unprecedented power continuously filled his body, and he was only able to make the previous move under the push of this power.
Normally, Wu Chen would not be able to use any energy after training his body. However, ever since he took the Spirit Gathering Pill, whenever his body reached its limit, new energy would surge out of his body to make up for the lost Yuan Qi. With the help of the Spirit Gathering Pills, Wu Chen's cultivation time had increased greatly. He could now complete the cultivation that he usually took three days to complete in one day. One could imagine how much he had improved over the past few days.
Sensing that the blood essence in his body had reached a critical point, Wu Chen couldn't care less about the cold on the ground. He sat cross-legged and adjusted the vital qi in his body according to the chant recorded in the Southern Mountain Longevity Fist, trying to extract the fundamental strength of a martial artist, true qi.
Even though Pu Shan had told Wu Chen about the pros and cons of the ? Southern Mountain Longevity Fist ? that day, Wu Chen still chose to cultivate the ? Southern Mountain Longevity Fist ? as his main cultivation technique after weighing the pros and cons.
According to Pu Shan, Wu Chen's fist manual now accounted for less than a third of the entire set of fist manuals, and the parts that truly recorded the wonders of the " Southern Mountain Longevity Fist " were all secrets that could not be passed down. However, according to Wu Chen's own analysis, he was not in a hurry for the contents of the middle and upper volumes. From Elder Ji's point of view, the whereabouts of the middle volume were basically clear. As long as he was willing to pay a price, it would not be difficult for him to obtain the middle volume of the " Southern Mountain Longevity Fist ". As for the method of Human Immortal recorded in the first volume, it was too far away for Wu Chen. Moreover, the cultivation method of a supreme existence like Human Immortal could not be copied from the book. Therefore, Wu Chen did not care about the contents of the first volume.
Feeling the surging Yuan Qi in his body, Wu Chen was unfazed. He calmed it down one by one, and at the same time, he extracted pure Yuan Qi from it and injected it into his veins, gathering a large amount of Yuan Qi in his veins to prepare for the condensation of True Qi.
True Qi, Dharma power, and morning light corresponded to the energy in the bodies of cultivators of the three elements of rebirth, faith, and the universe. These three forms of energy were like a signboard that could not only show a person's strength, but also distinguish them from cultivators.
Moreover, for some reason, a cultivator could cultivate three kinds of powers in his life, but there was only one kind of energy in his body, which was either true qi, magical power, or morning light. In this world, there was absolutely no cultivator who had two or more kinds of powers.
Take Wu Chen for example. If he managed to successfully condense true qi in the future, he would represent the Rebirth lineage in this lifetime. The other two techniques were up to you to cultivate. No matter how far you cultivated them, the mark of a Rebirth disciple would have long been carved into your bones.
If one viewed the comprehension of blood essence as touching the threshold of rebirth, and the mobilization of blood essence as knocking on the door of the Hall of Rebirth, then condensing True Qi was like walking into the Hall of Rebirth. Only then could one be considered a true martial artist.
Threads of Yuan Qi gathered in his veins, and in just a moment, Wu Chen had a clear idea of the Yuan Qi in his body.
Even though Wu Chen had known about the large amount of Yuan Qi left in his body due to the collapse of the Yin Spirit two months ago, when he clearly felt the immense amount of Yuan Qi today, Wu Chen's heart could not help but stop beating.
If all the Yuan Qi in his body was considered a unit, then the Yuan Qi left behind by the Yin spirit would account for 99% of this unit. As for that pitiful 1%, it did not completely belong to Wu Chen.
If he could refine this vital qi in a short period of time, then his cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds in an extremely short period of time. Otherwise, with the vital qi he had refined, he would definitely be blasted into pieces by the vital qi in his body.
This was something that Wu Chen had never expected, and it was also something that Wu Chen had never dared to imagine.
One cycle, two cycles, three cycles…
It was only when the first great circulation was completed that the two incompatible primordial qi, which had originally formed a single entity, began to show signs of merging.
If it wasn't for the fact that the vital qi left behind by the Yin spirit had lost its consciousness, Wu Chen's vital qi would have been devoured by the large ball of vital qi the moment it entered his meridians.
As he felt wisps of Yuan Qi entering his Yuan Qi ball, Wu Chen could feel his own improvement.
"Phew…"
A breath of turbid air slowly came out from his lungs. In this cold winter night, before it was even half a step away from his mouth, this turbid air turned into a stream of water vapor.
After four hours of training, Wu Chen's Yuan Qi had doubled. He was both happy and worried about such a fast training method.
……
After receiving the benefits of reality, in the next few days.
Wu Chen spent the first half of every night cultivating the Flying Cloud Crane Dance Painting. Under the effects of the Pure Hundred Tastes and Spirit Gathering Pill, the more intense his cultivation was, the thicker the blood essence in his body became.
As for the second half of the night, Wu Chen focused on refining the Yuan Qi left behind by the Yin spirit. With the thought of grinding an iron rod into a needle, he slowly competed with this huge amount of Yuan Qi.
Gradually, Wu Chen's body grew stronger and stronger, and his pale face became ruddy. As for his shriveled and weak muscles, they slowly became full and connected with his bones and muscles.
Even though he didn't look any different, as the owner of the body, Wu Chen knew that his weight had more than doubled in the past few months.
Logically speaking, with Wu Chen's hard work over the past two months, it shouldn't be difficult for him to break through to the first level of the martial arts, Skin Toughening.
However, he remembered Pu Shan's words. Every day, Wu Chen would wake up and cultivate according to his usual habits. It was obvious that he was preparing to break through to the First Heaven.
One had to know that the stronger one's bones and muscles were, the longer the road ahead would be. In order to make the road ahead longer, Wu Chen could be said to be patient as he cultivated.
Time flew by, and another month passed.
Feeling his skin constantly rolling and looking at the blood bubbles on his skin, Wu Chen grinned, as if this body did not belong to him.
Gushes of air were squeezed out from his flesh and blood, gathering under his skin. The pain of his skin being separated from his flesh and blood came from every corner of his body. Wu Chen's face was already ashen, but he did not make a sound. Instead, a vicious look appeared on his face.
"Today is the day. After three months of accumulation, my body has finally reached its peak. My skin, which can no longer withstand the surging blood essence, has finally begun its own transformation!”She clenched her teeth tightly. Her red and thick lips seemed so pale at this moment. The moment she spoke, she seemed so powerless.
Toughening the skin, refining the weapon, and transforming the marrow was a process of body transformation.
The body was like a reservoir, and the vitality was like the lake water in the reservoir. If the reservoir could not hold any more water, there were only two ways to hold more water. One was to deepen the reservoir, and the other was to increase the height of the dam.
Relying on body training to let his flesh and blood transform was like creating an underground lake at the bottom of a reservoir. It was extremely difficult, but the room for future development would also be greater. On the other hand, relying on vital qi to transform was like raising a dam. The simplicity of it was obvious.
The Flying Cloud Crane Dance had been passed down for thousands of years, and there had never been a body tempering technique that surpassed the Flying Cloud Crane Dance Diagram. This was because cultivating the Flying Cloud Crane Dance Diagram could completely temper one's flesh and blood, thus providing a cultivator with the possibility of a physical transformation.
This was only one possibility, because no cultivator could be like Wu Chen, who had obtained the nourishment of the spirit gathering pill and Bai Weichun at the beginning of his cultivation. It was even rarer that there was no one with a profound cultivation base to guide him wholeheartedly.
"By relying on the Hanging Crane Stance, I can enter Skin Toughening. There was a 50% chance of entering Weapon Refinement, but it was difficult to enter Marrow Transformation with this move! It seems that if I have the chance in the future, I must find the complete set of this Flying Cloud Crane Dance fist technique!”
As time passed, the useless parts of his body were pushed out of his body by this self-regulating power.
Even though his entire body had lost a few pounds, Wu Chen could clearly feel the unprecedented strength in his body. It was as if he could break the high wall in front of him with just a gentle wave of his fist.
Generally speaking, a martial artist at the Skin Toughening stage could fight a fierce tiger, but Wu Chen could completely kill a fierce tiger with his physical strength. This was the difference between the two.
If he had suffered so much and only obtained such a superficial result, then the Flying Crane Dance would not have been so popular. As for Wu Chen, who had already tasted the sweetness, how could he let go of the delicious meal that followed!
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