This time.
He no longer condensed the fetal breath into a curtain of air, trying to wrap up the "Han Dou Zhen Qi" in one fell swoop and complete the battle... Instead, he arranged the battle according to the marching posture, using the empty to be real, the real to be empty, and lurking in ambushes everywhere.
But at the final moment, the fetal breath was still unable to completely suppress the movement of "Han Dou Zhen Qi". An accident caused the cold air to crush the ventricle, and he died on the spot.
…
Chen Heng frowned, and once again manipulated his new mind to sit still. After thinking about it carefully, he calmed down and started again.
But this time, because the fetal breath was in a jerky place during transportation, Xinxiang vomited blood and fell down again.
The third time, he died from intestinal perforation.
In the fourth episode, "Han Dou Zhenqi" in turn directly swallowed most of the fetal breath. He had no energy left and died of blood failure.
In the fifth episode, the true energy exploded as soon as it was condensed, and the cold poison fell into the internal organs. After barely holding on to half a stick of incense, it had to end.
Chapter Six: Death from a split skull...
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Chen Heng no longer knows how many times he has died. There are all kinds of novel causes of death, and they are all very strange.
In the end, he became numb and was too lazy to count how many times he died. A few more days passed in this true Dharma Realm. He just kept using the fetal breath to contain the true Qi over and over again, remembering the omissions in it. Try again and again, and try again if you die.
Thanks to his extremely cold-mindedness, if he were an ordinary person, his mind would have collapsed a long time ago under this torture day after day, and it would be difficult to maintain it anymore.
Every bleeding and pain in this Dharma Realm is a real feeling, and dying dozens or hundreds of times in a day can be regarded as a different kind of torture.
That's it.
He spent four days of hard work. If he had spent forty days in the True Dharma Realm, he would have failed several times.
But in contrast, his fetal breathing movement speed improved by leaps and bounds, fully adapting to the skyrocketing fetal breathing...
The rotation of hardness and softness, the coming and going of big and small, are all familiar to the heart. Compared with before, they are almost completely different.
Chen Heng is confident that among the Qi practitioners in the same field, he can compete with himself in the fetal breath movement and differentiation skills. Although he dare not say that there is only one in ten thousand, there will never be too many.
The only ones who can stabilize one end of the pressure are probably the disciples of the eight and six sects in the rumors...
However, no significant results have been seen in how to refine the "Han Dou Zhenqi". In the past few times, it was always just one step away from being able to take it out of the body. But still fell short.
So much so that Chen Heng even doubted whether the aura of "Taishi Yuanzhen" contaminated by the third level of Lianqi could cope with this true Qi.
But he still endured and tried again and again. If he died, he would just treat it as the end of his pregnancy.
Just like that, one day, Chen Heng suddenly felt blessed, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
His face flashed with joy, and he quickly pressed on that mysterious inspiration, held his concentration, and breathed out the fetus.
I don't know how long it took until Chen Heng stopped refining and opened his eyes from meditation.
What was in the palm of his hand was a cold, dark blue energy, floating and rushing...
"Han Dou Zhen Qi, is this your true appearance?"
Chen Heng sighed softly, and silently realized the changes in his heart before cutting off his neck with a palm and starting over.
In this way, he tried dozens of times in succession. When he realized that there were no more mistakes, he communicated with Jin Chan and sent himself out of the One True Dharma Realm.
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This world.
There were still countless flowing clouds in the cabin, but this ordinary scene had a different color in Chen Heng's eyes.
During these dozens of days of practicing in the Yi Zhen Dharma Realm, he not only polished his body's skyrocketing fetal breath into a combination of strength and softness, allowing him to advance and retreat at will, he could also take out the "Han Dou Zhenqi" from his body and transform it into his own killing blow. trick.
Recalling the pitiful state when he first came to this world, where he was tortured to the point of death by the "Han Dou Zhen Qi" for countless days and nights, Chen Heng felt as if he was in a dream.
At just the right time, a ray of golden light shone through the window, and his side face looked even more profound and prosperous in this clear skylight.
"The beginning and the end are eternal. People are not full of vitality, so how can they linger for a long time? The grass does not thank and thrives in the spring breeze, and the trees do not complain and fall in the autumn..."
Chen Heng was silent for a while, then smiled and chanted:
"I will capture a big chunk, Haoran and Mingju are in the same class!"
After saying this, his sleeves and robes suddenly felt puffy, and he dressed in white clothes and stood up without any wind.
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Half a day later.
When Moyun Feizhou had approached Rongguoyuan Capital and Tu Shange came up from the lower cabin to report, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a surprising scene.
The ground inside the cabin was actually covered with a thin layer of brittle frost, which crackled as soon as I stamped my feet.
In the center of the cabin, there was Suhan Zhenqi in Chen Heng's sleeve robe, which was circling around him like a long snake. It seemed that once it got out of control, it would fly away into the sky and never be seen again.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chen Heng also looked sideways and nodded slightly at Tu Shange.
"Master, what is this?
"Han Dou is really strong.
Chen Heng took the true energy back into his sleeves:
"It just fell into my body and didn't move. I was almost tortured to death by it. I had to take Xiaobaiyang Pill to suppress it. Now I was lucky enough to swallow an elephant and refine it. You said..."
"If I force it to explode with all its strength, even if Tong Gaolu is at the seventh level of Qi training, can he be frozen for a moment by this explosion?"
Tu Shange's face was startled, and then he laughed.
"Send that Tong Yi up, I want to borrow him." Chen Heng said calmly.
Soon, Tu Shanzhuang took Tong Yi into the upper cabin.
After seeing Chen Heng for a few days, the boy's face no longer had the arrogant and lustful look, and his expression became much depressed. After seeing Chen Heng, his body trembled and he shivered involuntarily.
"You...what do you want to do to me?!"
Tong Yi sounded fierce.
"Boy, please." Chen Heng didn't answer, but just held his hand slightly.
Hearing this, Tong Yi was even more heartbroken. When he first met this person, he said these words, and then a thunder came out from his sleeves and broke his arm.
"My father, Tong Gao——"
Just as Tong Yi expected, before he could finish shouting this sentence, Chen Heng's sleeves and robes had a burst of blue energy that rushed directly to his face.
puff!
There was no way to avoid it. As soon as the blue energy touched the face, it melted into the meridians of the body.
Tong Yi was shocked and frightened. He rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.
"This kid is quite heavy, making a clanging noise..."
Tu Shange took a step back in disgust, lest Tong Yi hit his foot: "Do you want to kill Tong Jizhen first, and then join forces with the Rongguo royal family to cut off Tong Gaolu?"
Chen Heng nodded.
"While the master was in seclusion these days, I learned another story about Tong Jizhen from Tong Yi, which may be useful to the master."
"You are well versed in torture."
"Hey, there is an old saying that a wise man is a man who knows the current affairs. I have all kinds of torture tools in front of me, so I don't have to worry about prying his mouth open!" Tu Shange smiled proudly.
He sneaked up to Chen Heng and said something. In the process, even with Chen Heng's temperament, he frowned.
"Are you sure this is correct?"
After Tu Shange finished speaking, Chen Heng asked.
"Unmistakable, unmistakable."
"Tong Jizhen is actually as good as Long Yang?"
Chen Heng looked sideways at Tu Shanzhuang. The fox felt his fur tighten and subconsciously wanted to break open the door and escape.
"You are good at the art of change, right?" Although Chen Heng's voice was inquiring, it still meant something positive.
Tu Shanzhuang: "..."
Not far away, Tushan Ge Le was leaning forward and backward.
"You also go and help him, so that the two of you can take care of him together."
Before he could finish his fun, Chen Heng looked at him again: "Don't alert the enemy, don't let Tong Gaolu notice."
Tu Shange's face darkened.
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Rongguo, Yuanjing.
A bright red soft sedan stopped at the entrance of the house. With the support of several turtle men, a man with only tulle covering his body and seductive make-up stepped out of the sedan with a curious look on his face.
His name is Ji Yu, and he is the number one celebrity in Rong Guo's Chunhua Building. Chunhua Building is one of the best men's fashion houses in Yuanjing City. Logically speaking, with Ji Yu's current worth, it is not easy for him to come forward to receive guests.
But there is nothing I can do, this person has given me too much.
What came up was a box full of gold and silver. It was so luxurious that not even gods could withstand it!
Therefore, Ji Yu didn't care that he was having an affair with Tong Jizhen, so he quietly prepared a sedan chair and came to the house.
But as soon as he entered the courtyard, Ji Yu felt that something was wrong.
In such an empty mansion, not only did it only have two servants, but the floor was not very tidy. It seemed that the lower surface had only been cleaned in a hurry, and there were too many to bother with.
That's not even the most important thing.
Especially when the two servants looked at him, they looked extremely complicated, ranging from hatred, confusion, dullness, confusion, and even Ji Yu couldn't see through it.
Is that a look that is trying to learn and imitate?
Ji Yu just wanted to turn around and run away, greet the turtle guys outside the door, get on the sedan chair and run away quickly.
But thinking about the box full of gold and silver, Ji Yu stopped thinking again and secretly encouraged himself.
While he was thinking wildly.
Two servants had led him into a small courtyard. One of them was particularly strong and had a particularly bad attitude. He even stretched out his leg quietly, trying to trip him up.
"I don't know what kind of tricks my husband wants to play this time. He is proficient in all kinds of tricks, such as light gathering, slow twisting, wiping and picking, playing, stringing, playing and singing, and..."
Ji Yu absent-mindedly said what his grandma had taught him, and when he looked up, he was stunned.
I saw the man standing quietly in the courtyard, he was indeed a divine figure.
She has black hair with a wooden hairpin and a long dress like snow. Under the moonlight, there is a cold light flowing, which is not covered with algae. The wind is beautiful, and the look between her eyebrows is alienated and cold, as if it is the heavy cold dew in early spring. She only looks at people indifferently. At one glance, it seems that all thoughts have nowhere to hide and must be seen clearly.
In front of such people, no matter how beautiful people usually think of themselves, they will feel uncomfortable and ashamed of themselves.
etc!
Ji Yu's mind raced. Is this today's customer?
wrong!
Who is this whoringing whom?
Take advantage of it, hahahaha!
Posted!
Ji Yu pretended to straighten his clothes, and just when he was about to smile and speak, he was knocked unconscious by a burst of energy.
"Okay, you can discuss it among yourselves."
Chen Heng retracted his finger and said calmly:
"Who wants to play him?"
