The eight grids of the spirit beast map flashed together, and the alien beasts and insects inside swallowed the clouds and released colorful mist.
This mist flows into the meridians, winds and rushes, and all returns to the sea of qi.
"It turns out that there is still vitality in the spirit beast map. If that's the case, then there's no need to wait."
Zhao Lin's eyes changed and he immediately made a decision: "Clean the marrow and condense it now!"
Calm down and sit cross-legged again.
The meridians in the spine are narrow and there are layers of barriers that prevent vitality from entering. It is also known as the "death" place for martial arts practice.
Now that he has entered the innate realm, his physical body has been tempered, the barriers have been loosened, and he can barely inject some vitality.
Zhao Lin twisted the six qi into one, entered the spine from the Weilu point, and polished the outermost barrier bit by bit.
"Shashasha..."
The vitality circulates, and a slight friction sound comes from the body.
Only he could hear the sound, and he didn't think it was anything at all at first, but as time went by, the sound gradually became shrill and harsh, like a knife scraping an iron plate, and became more and more unbearable.
Zhao Lin knew that if he reduced his energy at this time, it would be easier to pass the level and the risk would be reduced a lot, but he was not prepared to do so.
Each attribute of Qi has its own use. If it is discarded when cleansing and condensing the marrow, then after the success, this Qi will inevitably be restricted.
Unconsciously, day and night alternate.
It was pitch black in Yunjian Cave.
When approaching the child, Yuan Qi finally broke through the outermost barrier and entered the second level.
Zhao Lin was refreshed, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to use the boundary-breaking technique.
One night passed, and the red sun rose.
"It's been twelve hours, right? Why is there still no movement?"
Outside Yunjian Cave, Lu Chaohuan, Yang Lin, Pan Yue from Xianyuntang, and the elders from the outer courtyard and Wuxiang courtyard sat together, "discussing" intensely.
Because they were worried that their voices would disturb Zhao Lin, they could only talk by writing on paper instead of speaking.
In less than a day, dozens of pages have been written.
Elder Shui Jing had a worried look on his face and wrote a line of words on the paper.
Yang Lin picked up a writing brush from the pen holder and wrote: "Who knows how long it will take to pass the test? We have no experience."
Lu Chaohuan reached out to take the pen and wrote: "I have read the notes of Lu Yuanxiu, a former grandmaster of the sect. It only took him two hours to break through the innateness."
Elder Shuijing asked, "Would you like to go in and take a look?"
Yang Lin replied: "No, you can hear your breathing, and it's very steady. It doesn't look like something went wrong while practicing. If you break in now, it will easily surprise him."
Elder Huo Yu grabbed the brush and wrote: "Then we just wait?"
Yang Lin was about to answer when he suddenly saw a beetle trying to crawl into the hole. He opened his hand and grabbed it, and the beetle immediately flew into his palm.
He kneaded it repeatedly with his palms for a while, and then opened his hands again. The beetle turned into pieces and fell with a rustling sound.
After dusting his hands, he continued to write: "Zhao Lin has always been unexpected. I think we can wait a little longer."
Everyone had no other choice but to continue waiting outside the cave.
Another day passed.
"Crack!"
A sound suddenly came from Zhao Lin's body. After this sound, the vitality finally broke through the last barrier.
Clumped together and surged up the spine.
At the most critical moment of the pass, Zhao Lin felt calm and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
The vitality travels up and down, washing and condensing the marrow...
Near noon, a whirlwind suddenly blew up in Yunjian Cave, and vitality gathered around Zhao Lin's body crazily.
Zhao Lin's body expanded like a balloon, his acupoints opened wide, and he began to absorb a large amount of vitality.
Everyone outside the cave also noticed the abnormality and looked at each other in surprise.
Yunjian Cave is located in the depression on the top of Xingyun Mountain, and its vitality is stronger than elsewhere.
At this time, these vitalities seemed to be attracted and rushed into the cave.
It's about to break!
Everyone knew that the vision must be related to Zhao Lin, and they all looked into the cave.
Unfortunately, the cave was twists and turns, the light was dim, and nothing could be seen. Only the soft sound of wind and Zhao Lin's long breathing could be heard.
At this time, Zhao Lin had successfully broken through the second level of the innate realm and entered the realm of marrow cleansing and marrow condensation. The six attributes of vitality were truly integrated with the physical body!
Next, something unexpected happened.
The vitality gathered in the spine became more and more solid, condensing into a columnar shape, like a bamboo joint.
Like jade, crystal clear.
The bamboo joints are constantly building up and rising.
One, two, three...it didn't stop until the fourth quarter.
"It turns out that the essence is condensed from bamboo joints of vitality. I wonder what they are used for?"
Zhao Lin was secretly surprised. Although the technique was derived by himself, this change was unexpected.
After completing the test, he did not stop practicing immediately, but continued to perform the exercises to completely stabilize his state.
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There is an unnamed hilltop thirty miles north of Yongning City, and there are two thatched houses halfway up the hillside.
There is a vegetable field in front of the hut on the left, which is surrounded by a fence. A Taoist priest in gray robe and blue shoes is carrying a bucket to water the vegetable field.
The gray-robed Taoist suddenly felt something, put down the bucket, and turned to look towards Xingyun Mountain.
After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Unexpectedly, Xingyun Sect has another martial arts sect!"
Before he finished speaking, a young man in white quickly walked out of the hut on the right. He glanced in the direction of Xingyun Mountain and said in surprise: "Breaking through Xiantian actually caused such an obvious vision. I wonder which elder it is?"
The gray-robed Taoist smiled slightly, "If I guessed correctly, it should be the young Duke Zhenguo."
The young man in white praised: "For a warrior to step into Xiantian, it is several times more difficult than for us to build a foundation."
"The only martial arts sect in this world is Senior Lu who was more than a hundred years ago. This man has just turned thirty and accomplished such a feat. It's really amazing!"
"We, Chenghua Sect, need another martial arts cultivator. If you and I recommend him successfully, we will definitely get a lot of rewards."
The gray-robed Taoist nodded and said with some worry: "It's really rare. I'm afraid he won't want to follow me and wait to practice Taoism."
The young man in white clothes was startled and asked doubtfully: "Brother Huang, why did you say this? No one has ever refused before."
The gray-robed Taoist shook his head and said, "It's different. He is the Duke of Zhenguo, and his status is respected. But to practice Taoism, you have to give up your identity and start from scratch. Unlike those poor boys who can be taken away by coaxing you to change your destiny."
The young man in white clothes muttered: "Brother Huang is too worried. No matter how high your status is in the world, it is just a temporary wealth and a passing cloud. How can it be compared to the allure of immortality?"
The gray-robed Taoist said softly: "I hope so! They all say that cultivators will live forever, but I have never seen anyone who actually lives forever. In fact, a rough calculation shows that the life span of a cultivator is probably not as good as that of a mortal."
The young man in white said solemnly: "Brother Huang, I'm sorry that Lu doesn't agree with this. Isn't it just a glimmer of hope for us to practice Taoism?"
"Whether it is possible or not is secondary. Whether or not there is such a path is completely different!"
The gray-robed Taoist pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "That's right! All those who practice martial arts are those who have a strong spirit and move forward bravely."
"He has reached the end of his martial arts training. I will show him the way and I am not afraid that he will not be tempted!"
The young man in white laughed and said, "That's the truth."
(End of chapter)
