In the cave, Chen Heng slowly opened his eyes.
Two rays of light that could not be concealed were first released from his eyes, and they shot out for more than three feet. They were so bright that they even dimmed several burning oil candles on the cave wall.
Until dozens of breaths passed,
The light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his eyes returned to their usual dark and calm look.
"The fetal breath has been achieved and the nature root has emerged. Next, it is time to plan a Qi training technique to refine Qi."
He stretched his shoulders and arms, and the bones all over his body suddenly made a crackling sound like growing bamboo joints.
Under the control of the mind, the furnace-like energy and blood in the body shattered and pushed away all the dust within three feet with just one vibration, as if a huge mountain beast was twisting its claws and trying to attack.
Chen Heng has never felt better than now.
Both qi, blood and spirit are strong and hot, like sparks at night.
Every move of his hand and every finger carried frightening power, punching through wood and stone, and bending gold and iron with ease.
This is the power that can defeat three horses with one arm.
It's a pity that there are no heavy objects like bells and tripods in this cave, which can allow Chen Heng to truly measure his strength. If he wants to do this, he can only do so by going to the big pool under Yangqi Peak.
Hundreds of five-thousand-jin stone balls were buried under the big pool. They were chipped by Gu Jun himself one by one, and were specially used for the manipulation of many Qi Taoists.
As for the mystery of practicing Qi, it is very different from fetal breath.
The realm of fetal breath—the innate air feeling that is always present in the body, although it can make the body healthy and increase the strength greatly, it will gradually decline as time goes by, and finally it will disappear completely.
This is also the reason why the great masters of martial arts who have attained fetal breath have a lifespan of 150 years, but they still gradually get old and sick, and eventually return to a pile of loess.
However, immortal monks are different.
They can use Qi training skills to open the bridge between the small world and the real world, thereby reaching the realm of Qi training.
When you reach the Qi Qi training realm, you can refine the endless spiritual energy from the outside world and use it to supplement your own limited fetal breath.
Supplemented by the spiritual energy of the outside world, the Qi of the innate fetal breath in the body will not only not decay, but will become stronger and stronger as the Qi skills are refined.
Even in the end, the fish and dragon leaped, upgrading the innate fetal breath Qi in the body into true Qi.
It is precisely because of the endless spiritual energy from the outside world that the monks who practice Qi are even more magical.
Not only can it retract and release fetal breath at will, drive magic weapons, fly off the ground, spit flames and drive light...
Even for a Taoist with a high level of Qi training, it is not difficult to lift even the 5,000-jin boulders in the Yangqifeng Big Pool out of the water.
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"Refining Qi skills, practicing Qi skills."
Chen Heng raised his finger and photographed the long sword that he had been with for many days in the True Dharma Realm from the air:
"If the fetal breath can be regarded as asking for nothing from outside, then practicing Qi is just borrowing from heaven and earth?
Borrow natural spiritual energy, borrow elixirs, borrow external medicines, borrow everything that can strengthen the innate fetal breath, and once again strengthen the body, and finally derive different true qi according to the level of the qi training method. This is called building the foundation of Taoism. ? "
He stared at the sword for a moment, then slashed at himself again, but this time no blood flowed out, leaving only a faint white mark on the palm of his hand.
Just two breaths.
Even the white mark has disappeared.
"After the fetal breath is achieved, it will be separated from the mortal body. The body will be like gold and iron. It is indeed good."
Chen Heng curiously swung the sword a few more times, with each blow getting stronger and stronger. It was not until the fetal breath was wrapped around the sword that a deep bone-visible scar appeared on his palm.
And with this swing of the sword.
He could vaguely feel that the fetal breath in his body seemed to be missing a little bit, and then disappeared.
"No wonder that although the life span of the Fetal Breath Realm is one hundred and fifty years, few martial arts masters who have served in the army have lived for more than a century... Without practicing Qi, there is no way to strengthen one's Fetal Breath. The Qi of the Fetal Breath is made with one If you score, you’ll lose one point.”
Chen Heng casually bandaged the wound on his hand, then opened the door and walked out of the cave.
at this time.
It's the mountain breeze that blows like a tide.
The wet cold mist wrapped around half of Xiaogan Mountain like a huge snake. There was a faint white color in the air. The sunlight was also unpredictable in this mist. The light golden color was extremely beautiful and only flickered with the clouds. , turned into a waterfall of fire and gold.
The rivers and mountains are picturesque and rippling like the sea.
Thinking back to the misery of his previous life and all the struggles and confusion he experienced when he first came to this life, Chen Heng felt extremely happy in his chest, wishing he could hold the entire sky in his palms.
"After today, I will go to Rongguo and send back the body of my former clan brother, while avoiding Yan Feichen's eyes and ears." Chen Heng said to himself.
Although the world is peaceful now, there are always endless bandits and water bandits at all times.
Fortunately, after achieving fetal breath, he had some ability to protect himself.
In the mortal world, unless a large army is deployed to surround and kill him, there are only a handful of situations that can hurt him.
"This time when I go down the mountain, I will wander around, looking for Qi skills, and at the same time hone my killing and fighting skills in the Dharma Realm, waiting for the opening of the Abyss of the Earth next year.
Now that Yan Zhen is dead, no one in the Xuanzhen Sect will go crazy and cling to me, right? "
Chen Heng thought in his mind.
Sudden.
Two masses of flowing fire in the sky fell towards the cave with such fierce force that before he could dodge, the flowing fire transformed into two men with fine features and beautiful features, standing firm in the void with their feet on their true energy.
"I wonder which two senior brothers are in front of you?" Chen Heng stepped forward to greet him and took the initiative to say hello.
of those two men.
One of them was wearing a purple robe and a lotus crown carved from precious jade. He looked like a young prince. His clothes were not only gorgeous, but he also looked very arrogant.
"Senior brother? Who is your senior brother who comes from a small family like yours?"
Hearing Chen Heng's question, he subconsciously sneered, but when he thought of something, he abruptly turned around:
"You? Chen Heng? Huh, you are indeed a bit beautiful! Let's go, I will take you to see the Lord."
"Your Majesty?" Chen Heng frowned slightly, remembering the unpleasant memories of Yan Zhen's past when he forcibly asked for his predecessor, and said: "I don't know why your Majesty is looking for me. Can you explain it more clearly?"
"Explain clearly? Where's all this nonsense! Do you think you can be proud of your good looks? Just obey your orders!"
The young man in rich clothes was impatient, and with a display of his true energy, he turned into a rope and hit Chen Heng, trying to tie him up.
But before the rope reaches his body.
The other young man next to him raised his hand and clapped his hands to disperse the young man's true energy.
"Your Majesty is the noble daughter of the Shangyu Ai clan. When I came to the Southern Territory this time to visit the leader of your sect, I accidentally heard the story of the young master's style. I yearned for it, so Tang Tu sent me and I to invite the young master to talk about it. .”
Another young man slightly cupped his hands and smiled at Chen Heng with a warm and mellow voice:
"Motoyuki, he acted rudely and recklessly. I apologize to the Young Master on his behalf."
"Hmph! You are always a good person."
Seeing that his true energy was being casually dispersed, the young man named Motoyuki's face turned red and white, and he yelled angrily.
"I don't know what this senior's name is."
Chen Heng suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
His heart surged inexplicably, as if he and the young man who had just rescued him had a natural feeling of closeness.
"Senior, I don't dare take it. As for the nickname, it's insulting."
The young man smiled:
"My surname is also Chen, and my last name only has the character 'ying'."
