Chapter 768.
Unscrewing the wooden stopper of the plain jade bottle, a strong medicinal qi instantly surged into Wang Chen’s nose.
He took a deep breath, only to feel that the qi and blood in his body had been invoked.
It was powerful!
After joining the Hong Yi Martial School, the cultivation resources that Wang Chuan had obtained had changed qualitatively, whether it was the food that he normally ate or the medicinal broth that he used for his baths, all of them had greatly contributed to the improvement of his strength.
However, compared to this bottle of Blood Marrow Pill in his hand, it was complete dross!
Wang Chen knew with a single sniff that this Blood Marrow Pill would be of great benefit to him.
Moreover, he could smell a hint of heaven and earth aura!
Wang Chen was very curious as to what kind of character refined the Blood Marrow Pill.
But right now was not the time to explore the mysteries, he poured out a crimson red like blood pill from the jade bottle and swallowed it in one gulp.
The dan entered his stomach and intestines, instantly melting into a medicinal liquid and being absorbed cleanly.
In the next moment, it was as if Wang Chen’s body had ignited an oil drum – no, it was an oil well!
The fiery and furious medicinal power impacted his internal organs with a surging momentum, and then it seeped into his limbs and bones, reaching the zenith and the Yongquan, and every hair in his body was about to burn up.
Snort!
Under the impact of the medicinal power, Wang Chen’s muscles bulged, the bones of his entire body emitted dense and crisp vibrations, large tendons twisted under the skin membrane, and crystalline beads of sweat seeped out of his skin.
His skin became reddish, and the sweat was evaporated by the heat within his body, making the air and mist within the quiet room dense.
It was a marvelous sight!
Wang Chen immediately activated the Wuji Xuan Gong, guiding this medicinal power to circulate in an orderly manner within his body.
Little by little, it was absorbed.
With the passage of time, an additional air mass quietly appeared in Wang Chen’s lower abdomen.
In the beginning, this Qi Cluster was only the size of a thumb, but as the medicinal power refined by the Wuji Xuan Gong continued to increase, it also expanded rapidly.
At this time, Wang Chen swallowed the second Blood Marrow Pill.
Shao Hongcheng had told him that the taking of five Blood Marrow Pills in a bottle was very delicate.
First, one would be swallowed to push one’s realm to the extreme of the peak of Marrow Refining, a point where one could not advance.
Then swallowing the second one at intervals as an accumulation before charging through the gate.
When it came time to impact the Houtian, one breath swallowed two consecutively to forcibly break the barrier and condense the qi at its strongest state.
This qi is true qi!
After breaking through the Houtian realm one would then swallow the last one to solidify and stabilize the foundation.
This was considered the most standard method of taking the Blood Marrow Pill, and it also utilized the medicinal power of this pill to the greatest extent possible.
But what kind of person was Wang Chen, his accumulation had long been enough and he directly began to impact the Houtian.
The biggest difference between the Houtian Realm as opposed to the previous body refining levels was the condensation of Martial True Qi.
According to Wang Chen’s own opinion, true qi was the same as mana, distinguishing between mundane and transcendent!
And for the vast majority of Marrow Refining martial artists who attempted to impact the Houtian, the level of Qi condensation was tantamount to a ghost gate.
Because the condensation of true qi is also the process of opening the lower dantian, this is a field they have never explored before, the slightest carelessness or mistake will fail, not only is there no hope of breaking through, but will also hurt the foundation.
These Marrow Refining martial artists were all careful as if they were walking on thin ice, and as a result, the number of people who succeeded would always be small!
However, for Wang Chen, this was precisely the area he was most familiar with and best at.
As the medicinal power of the second Blood Marrow Pill melted away in his body, Wang Chuan became even more in control, and the process of transforming the medicinal power and potential into martial dao true qi was simply like flowing water, with not the slightest bit of stagnation in sight.
The true qi continued to grow, forming a perfect cyclone, expanding the dantian in a circle.
This involved another dharma, the larger the dantian opened up, the higher the amount of true qi it could hold, and the stronger the battle power that erupted.
For the same Houtian martial artists, there was a difference between high and low strength cultivation.
The opening of the dantian is like the beginning of heaven and earth, everyone’s start is different, there is no such thing as a thousand people.
There is a limit to how much one can bear, and the dantian cannot be expanded indefinitely, so one has to make do with what one has.
Wang Chuan couldn’t get enough of the second Blood Marrow Pill and swallowed the third and fourth pills!
Wang Chuan eating the Blood Marrow Dan like this as if it was a sugar bean, if others knew about it, they would definitely see him as an inhuman monster.
This was because ever since the Blood Marrow Pill was created and refined, there had never been a Marrow Refining Realm martial artist who could take more than three in a row.
The medicinal power that could not be refined would burst the meridians and dantian!
Only after all the medicinal power of the fourth Blood Marrow Pill had been refined did Wang Chuan stop performing his work to condense his qi, and instead stabilized his incipient true qi.
His body gradually returned to its original state, his height even slightly decreased, and his hair, eyebrows, and sweat hairs all fell out without a sound, only to grow back in a very short period of time.
Not only that, Wang Chen’s skin peeled off in large patches, revealing new fair and delicate skin.
The scars from his youth and the calluses from years of labor all disappeared.
The original robust body muscles did not show, showing a similar state of returning to the basics!
At this time, Wang Chen swallowed the last Blood Marrow Dan.
This Blood Marrow Pill was no longer used to condense qi, but as a nourishment for the body.
After a long time, Wang Chen opened his eyes.
[Name: Wang Dust (Chen Ergu)]
[Age: 16]
[Cultivation: Houtian]
[Technique: Heavenly Dragon Vajra Corrective Technique (Third Level): 27/300]
銆怱kill: Wuji Xuan Gong (Upper) (Grand Finish): 1/400銆�.
[Skill: Bone Refining and Tendon Burning Blood Technique (Grand Completion)]
[Qi and Blood: 0]
A few days ago, he spent the sixteenth birthday of this body.
And now that his cultivation had broken through the Houtian, he hadn’t even been in Red Cliff City for two months!
This kind of progress dare not say that there is no one after him, but there is 100% no one before him, at least in Chibi City, there is absolutely no way to find the second one.
But Wang Chen wasn’t very satisfied.
He still had to be faster!
Misty Mountain Realm’s time passing speed is different from Haotian Realm though, and Wang Dust doesn’t want to stay in this world for too long.
With no news of Jiao Jiao, and the whereabouts of the Qingqiu Fox Clan’s holy relics were even more impossible to find, he had to scramble to raise his cultivation.
Without strength, everything was a fantasy!
Thinking in his heart, Wang Chen clapped his palms.
Immediately, the voice of the maid came from outside the quiet room, “Young master, please command.”
“Help me bring over a set of clean clothes.”
Wang Chen commanded, “And have someone send a bucket of hot water.”
“As you command.”
The hot water and clothes were quickly sent over, and Wang Dust took a painful bath and changed into his clothes to meet his cheap senior brother.
Shao Hongcheng was writing a letter in his study, when he saw Wang Chuan come in, he first froze, then his jaw dropped and the pen in his hand fell on the table with a “bar-tap” sound.
“You, you, you ……”
This peak Marrow Refining martial artist stammered and asked, “The day after tomorrow?”
At this moment, Wang Chen, whether it was his appearance, physical shape and temperament, was much different than before his seclusion a few days ago.
Although Shao Hongcheng had not yet reached the Houtian Great Realm, he had seen more than one Houtian powerhouse!