Every time the zhenqi connected to a meridian and refined the essence energy accumulated in the meridian, the zhenqi would increase by one year. After opening six meridians, Zhang Wei's internal strength had reached eleven years.
However, with the addition of the new zhenqi, not only did the zhenqi not speed up the attack, but it also saw a decline at this time. It was unable to move forward and slowly swam back into the dantian.
Zhang Wei noticed that although the true qi in his body had doubled, the new true qi was weak and powerless. Even the previous true qi was gradually losing its vitality.
However, this time, the zhenqi did not linger in his dantian. Instead, it slowly circulated in his meridians, widening and nourishing them. With each circulation, the zhenqi would decrease a little, but it would gradually become pure and energetic. Looking at his progress, it would take about a month to digest the surge of true qi.
At this moment, Zhang Wei's zhenqi was able to circulate on its own without exhausting his mind. He could also cultivate 24 hours a day in the future.
Qi is the beginning of all things and the foundation of transcendence.
From the moment the meridians were opened up, True Qi began to play a pivotal role in a martial artist's life. It could strengthen one's physique, increase one's strength, and increase one's agility. In short, everything became unbelievable.
However, the accumulation of a warrior's zhenqi was not that simple. They could only rely on years of hard work to increase their zhenqi bit by bit. Usually, the older they were, the deeper their strength would be.
Unless he was extremely talented, or had a secret manual like the Northern Dark Divine Technique, or had a fortuitous encounter.
However, these things had no value in being popularized, and they were useless to Zhang Wei.
The metal-elemental world didn't have any Xiantian realm or anything like that, so it couldn't absorb the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi from the outside world. Wang Chongyang, who originally had a slight hope of creating a technique that could use the essence of the world outside to cultivate, had also passed away at a young age.
Zhang Wei stopped his cultivation and stood up. He opened the door and looked at the clouds in the sky, his thoughts floating.
With his current cultivation speed, he might be able to complete the World's Best mission if he trained until he died of old age. However, there was no hope for the other two missions. Perhaps he would only be able to dominate this world in the future and then die of old age, wasting a huge opportunity in the end.
What was the most precious and rare thing in the world?
Longevity!
Since he had the opportunity to pursue immortality, how could he let the opportunity slip away from his hands?
There was no path in this world, but as more people walked, there would naturally be a path.
Since there was no path of cultivation, why couldn't he create a path of cultivation?
When Zhang Wei thought of this, he suddenly felt enlightened. The path that Wang Chongyang has yet to take, let me, Zhang Wei, complete it.
Looking at the few NZT48 pills left in the System Space, Zhang Wei revealed a confident smile.
Zhang Wei took out a pill and consumed it. He circulated his zhenqi to speed up the digestion, and the medicinal effect quickly spread.
After circulating his zhenqi for a week, Zhang Wei felt a refreshing sensation in his head. His thoughts became faster, and all kinds of inspirations surged in his heart.
Quanzhen Internal Skill, Purple Clouds Divine Skill, and various scriptures flowed in his mind. Zhang Wei quickly discovered the problem.
The Quanzhen Internal Skill automatically operated without stopping. The excess essence in the body could be quickly converted into genuine Qi. It was fast and efficient. It was a simplified and safe version of the Xiantian technique.
" Purple Cloud Divine Art " absorbed the purple cloud energy to recuperate and cultivate his true qi. The speed was very fast, but it had to solve the problem of the purple cloud energy burning the body and the imbalance of a single vital qi.
The solution to the problem was simple. No matter how hot the Yuan Qi was, if it could be quickly refined, it would definitely cause minimal harm to the body.
The Xiantian Technique could transform the essence, spirit, and three primordial spirits into genuine Qi. Moreover, the accumulation of genuine Qi was extremely fast, so refining vital Qi was obviously not a problem.
However, Wang Chongyang didn't pass down the Xiantian Technique to Quan Zhen Sect. He only exchanged techniques with South Deity Yideng. At the moment, knowing all this was useless to Zhang Wei.
However, would Wang Chongyang really let his famous martial arts be lost? Judging from the Nine Yin Scripture that Wang Chongyang had carved in the ancient tomb, this was most likely unrealistic.
With his brain working at high speed, many details that he usually wouldn't notice flashed through his mind.
Zhang Wei's mouth curled into a smile as he suddenly understood. Many inexplicable annotations in the scriptures in the past began to be disassembled and reorganized. A scripture gradually became complete in his heart. It was the Xiantian Skill.
It turned out that before Wang Chongyang passed away, he regretted that his [Xiantian Technique] had no one to pass on to. Thus, he disassembled the Xiantian Skill from the scriptures in the library and wrote it into various Daoist scriptures. Each volume had a few to a dozen words.
It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to discover such a method of inheritance. Moreover, these scriptures had been lent out several times and the order had long been messed up. It was even more difficult for ordinary people to restore the "Xiantian Skills".
If Zhang Wei hadn't been on drugs and his thinking speed was thousands of times faster than ordinary people, he really wouldn't have been able to accomplish such a thing.
Of course, according to Wang Chongyang's thoughts before his death, leaving behind such a cultivation technique was more of a kind of thought, just to seek peace of mind. It was definitely not left behind for others to cultivate.
After all, even though the Xiantian Arts could accumulate genuine Qi at an extremely fast speed and was extremely overbearing, it was based on refining essence, qi, and spirit. It was easy to lose one's lifespan and exhaust one's vitality. Therefore, before finding a solution, there was no value in passing it down.
Zhang Wei saw that he had found the Xiantian Technique, but he was not very happy. Instead, he began to think about how to freely convert the attributes of his vitality.
Metal produces water, water produces wood, wood produces fire, fire produces earth, earth produces metal; Gold can subdue wood, wood can subdue earth, earth can subdue water, water can subdue fire, and fire can subdue gold.
The lung belongs to metal, the liver belongs to wood, the kidney belongs to water, the heart belongs to fire, and the spleen belongs to earth.
There was no doubt that the transformation of the five elemental essence would fall on the five internal organs.
Every person in the Celestial Dynasty would more or less know the principle of the five elements. As a leader of a generation of Daoists, how could Wu Chongyang not know these principles?
Zhang Wei was clear in his heart and did not care about this. How big was the difference between reason and actual action?
Do you think you can create an atomic bomb just because you know the principle behind it? It was impossible.
Theory was just a foundation. How to apply it depended on the individual.
With Zhang Wei's talent, it was naturally quite difficult to use the five elements theory to create a cultivation technique. However, with the help of NZT48, everything made sense.
At this moment, Zhang Wei's mind was extremely sensitive to the changes in his body. As long as he focused, every change in his body could not escape his mind's observation.
Zhang Wei sank his mind into his five internal organs and immediately felt that he had entered a colorful world. White, green, black, red, and yellow corresponded to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
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