As soon as the alchemy formula entered his abdomen, a stream of essence rushed out from his abdomen. His whole body was filled with warmth, and his skin was steaming with smoke, as if it were boiling.
All the acupoints in Chen Heng's body seemed to be activated.
If he could look inside at this time, he would be able to see countless red and white threads weaving in and out of the blood and bones, like a web, binding up Han Dou's true energy that was raging like a mad dragon.
But that true Qi seems to have spirituality.
With only one violent movement, he broke free from the restraints and fled to another place.
And Dansi didn't give in, and continued to pester her closely.
During this struggle, Chen Heng's face turned red and white, his chest was shaken, and he opened his mouth so hard that he spit out several mouthfuls of black blood.
"It is indeed a great Yang medicine...it is indeed useful."
Seeing this situation, Chen Heng was not surprised but became happy.
He took out a small Baiyang Pill from the porcelain bottle, turned it into water and swallowed it, then continued to meditate on the futon and regulate his breath.
Three days passed like this.
In the cave, Chen Heng, who was sitting quietly, suddenly opened his eyes.
He moved his hands and feet a little, and felt as if his illness was gone. His blood and energy, which had been stagnant like stagnant water, became much more alive. As he breathed, he suddenly felt calm and peaceful.
The Han Dou Qi in the body was also bound by Dansi at this time, like a ball of silkworm cocoon, temporarily silent and no longer moving.
"With these two bottles of Little White Yang Pill, it shouldn't be difficult to suppress Han Dou's true energy for half a year. After half a year, it will be the time to enter the abyss of the earth. If you die, naturally everything will stop. If you are lucky enough to survive, then, I should also find a Qi training method and enter the Qi training realm."
In this world, Xu Dutian's ninth level and thirty-sixth level of true Qi are clearly ranked.
Only those with true Qi of the seventh level and above can lay a solid Taoist foundation and pave a smooth path for the future Golden elixir and even Yuan Shen.
but.
However, it is difficult to find a Qi training method that can cultivate high-level Zhen Qi.
Don't say that the Xuanzhen Sect doesn't have such a private collection, I'm afraid that in the southern region of Dongmizhou, they are all rare products.
Such a precious and extremely precious method can only be recorded in the Immortal Demon Sect and the Xuanmen family, and it is also not a secret.
However, Chen Heng's ordinary or poor qualifications are difficult to get into the eyes of those arrogant immortals.
Although he wanted to cultivate the upper third level of Qi, if he really couldn't get it in the end, in order to survive, Chen Heng would have to find a Qi training technique to enter the Qi training stage.
Even if he is at the lower third level of True Qi, he still can't care about that much.
“However, although high-grade true Qi is important, it does not mean that without it, one cannot achieve success on the path of cultivation.
It is recorded in Taoist books that Master Yan Xi is a low-level true energy, a low-level Taoist foundation, a low-level Zifu vision, and a low-level innate gold mercury. However, he still achieved the golden elixir and the soul, and finally entered the realm of returning to the virtual world. , opened up the "Shunlie Biyun Yuangu" cave in the East China Sea, and even the elders of the eight major Xuanmen sects wanted to make friends with him. "
Chen Heng took another pill of Xiaobaiyang and thought to himself:
"It's useless to dwell on those stories. The most important thing right now is to gain the sense of fetal breath first and step into the path of immortality as soon as possible, so as to gain some opportunities for self-protection."
After achieving the fetal breath, you will be separated from the mortal body.
With a flick of one arm, he can have magical power that is greater than three horses.
His bones were washed and his marrow was transformed, his body was like gold and iron, and his lifespan was more than twice that of ordinary people. He could live to a hundred and fifty years before his energy and blood began to decline.
The realm of fetal breath is also revered as the innate martial arts in the mortal martial arts world, and is the end and final state of secular martial arts.
Warriors who can achieve innate talent are also praised as great masters.
It looks like a figure like this, if he is wearing strong armor, holding a sharp blade, and is supported by a few fierce horses and a team of elite troops.
With their terrifying strength, not to mention a thousand enemies, they can kill even an entire army, which is enough to shake the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, if a great master who has proven martial arts innate talent is willing to become an official, the court will not hesitate to reward him with the title of lord, and nobles, wealth and honor will be at his fingertips.
But the end and final state of ordinary martial arts is just the first door to the immortal path. Those warriors have trained their muscles and bones and boiled their organs for decades, and only one in ten thousand has achieved innate achievements. In the end, they still fall behind when they are old. All injuries and strains.
Like this, how can it be compared to the sudden enlightenment of the immortal way, and everything comes naturally?
"Secular martial arts? I wonder if there are other martial arts?"
Chen Heng stopped thinking about it, took out a newly purchased long sword from the cave wall, and held Jin Chan in his hand.
The cicada-shaped jade carving shines with faint fluorescence.
This object is extremely delicately researched, and its face, tentacles, back, and feet are all detailed and lifelike. The pair of wings are made of golden color, bright and brilliant.
On the abdomen of the cicada's body, there are four small characters "One True Dharma Realm" written in seal, which are almost undetectable.
With a thought in Chen Heng's mind, as the essence of his body passed away, his face turned pale, and he was instantly pulled into a magical space by the golden cicada.
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Huddle around.
There is no sun, moon or stars in the sky, no vegetation or floating soil below, and no distinction between east, west, north and south, let alone how vast it is and where its boundaries are.
It seems that even if you spend all your life, you can't touch its edge.
"Although I already knew all about the functions of the golden cicada when I held it in this life, seeing it with my own eyes is still shocking and incomprehensible."
This place is empty and vast, making people feel like they are falling into the clouds.
Chen Heng randomly found a place to sit down cross-legged, placed the long sword in front of his knees, and praised.
This world is called the One True Dharma Realm and has two functions.
First, when entering this Dharma Realm, you will simulate a state of mind that is exactly the same as your own. No matter the state or the items you are carrying at the moment, you can replicate it.
The cultivation and understanding of the mind in the Dharma Realm can all be passed on to the true body in the outside world after exiting.
What's even more rare is that the death of the mind in the Dharma Realm will not have any impact on the true body outside, will not damage the essence, and will not cause a loss of qi and blood.
Under the rule of "one day in this world, ten days in the Dharma Realm", this means that Chen Heng has practiced ten times longer than ordinary people, which is exactly the same as those in the big caves where Taoist Immortals live.
"If I hadn't entered the One True Dharma Realm and needed to have my essence extracted by the Golden Cicada, my body wouldn't be able to withstand such damage. Why would I have to wait until now?"
Chen Heng looked around with interest.
If he hadn't obtained Xiao Baiyang Pill to nourish his body and bind Han Dou's true energy, he would never have dared to open the Yizhen Dharma Realm.
Before taking the elixir a few days ago, when he held the golden cicada and wanted to enter the Dharma Realm, a great sense of terror arose repeatedly, warning him in his heart.
It was not until today after taking the pill that the feeling of terror subsided, but there was still a feeling of exhaustion and weakness.
"There are also other people's feelings..."
Chen Heng slightly stretched out his hand and pointed. Three feet away in front of him, a Taoist with handsome features and a sword behind him suddenly appeared.
A page of golden book was hanging above the Taoist's head out of thin air. Chen Heng stretched out his hand and put it into his arms.
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