nagpurpolice Chapter 64 Steel Bones and Iron Bones, Transformed into One Path!
Chapter 64 Steel Bones and Iron Bones, Transformed into One Path!
Two days later.
"Brother, we don't know where Miss Meng has gone. The clinic hasn't been open for several days," Li Gou'er said upon returning.
Upon hearing this, Zhao An frowned. He had originally intended to have Li Gou'er purchase more Qing Shen Dan (a type of pill).
Meng Wanyi's pills were not only of superior quality, but she was also willing to offer Zhao An a discount, below the market price.
For someone who regularly consumes pills like candy, cooperating with Meng Wanyi is naturally his first choice to obtain the necessary pills from her.
"Forget it, go to other alchemy shops and buy some mid-grade Spirit-Clearing Pills," Zhao An suggested as a compromise.
"Okay," Li Gou'er replied.
"Brother, the medicinal bath has been prepared for you," Zhao Chunzi said.
"Hmm." Zhao An returned to the inner room, leaving Zhao Chunzi to guard the courtyard.
After removing his clothes, he sat cross-legged in the bathtub.
He activated his internal energy, and soon, wisps of internal energy emerged from every corner of his body, circulating through his meridians and undergoing a complete cycle.
If counted carefully, there are nearly a thousand strands of this internal energy!
The life-giving realm of martial artists consists of three stages.
Dispersed breath, strong breath, powerful breath.
Dispersed breathing, also known as false breathing, is the initial stage of internal breathing practice.
During this period, the internal energy is scattered and not condensed, refined but not perfected.
When not in use, they are scattered throughout the body; when needed, they gather into hundreds or thousands of needles, appearing thick and powerful, but their effectiveness is limited.
Therefore, martial artists need to refine their internal energy; a thousand strands of internal energy are not as good as one!
The inner energy is condensed into a complete stream and stably stored in the dantian, like a coiled snake, from which power originates; this is called a strong breath!
Today, Zhao An will take advantage of the opportunity to break through the realm of hard skills, transform the Thousand Threads into One, and officially step into the Strong Breath Realm!
Only then did his internal energy cultivation truly reach a high level, making him a master in his own right.
Looking at the whole group, there was the county constable, the leader and second leader of Black Wind Stronghold, the general from the prefectural city, and the county magistrate's bodyguards.
They all possessed internal energy stored in their dantian and had reached this level of cultivation.
[Soul slave Cui Ting's twenty-year period of enslavement has ended. Shall we collect the karmic retribution?]
"extract."
Zhao An had been waiting for a long time.
The soul slave Cui Ting had been diligently training in the Soul Pool for twenty years, while he had waited for a full twenty days in reality.
boom!
The medicinal properties of the hot bath were quickly absorbed by his body after penetrating his skin.
His body was like a parched desert, endlessly absorbing any energy from the outside world to replenish what it needed to become stronger.
Zhao An was also prepared, having already consumed the Earth Origin Pill and the Crimson Blood Root Soup four times.
The powerful medicinal effects circulated within his body, and the scorching sensation, as if he were in a furnace, returned once more.
Zhao An emptied his mind and body, accepting the constant changes in his physique with equanimity.
He had already trained his skin and muscles, making his skin tough and his strength greatly increased.
The third level of this hard skill involves training the tendons.
Once mastered, the muscles and bones become firmly locked, making them difficult to break.
With tendons like a bow, the same amount of force can be unleashed to three or even five times its original strength after reaching this level of mastery!
With his explosive power suddenly increased, he can also be as light as a swallow, easily scaling walls and rooftops.
And this is not the final result of Zhao An's move.
He used high-quality soul slaves to practice this hard skill, all for the sake of quick mastery!
How could we be satisfied with simply improving from one realm to another?
After mastering the third stage of hard skills, his physical enhancement was not yet complete. In the end, he broke through the barrier and stepped into the fourth stage!
Temper your bones!
Internally tempering the bones makes them as strong as refined iron, connecting the tendons and bones, achieving unity of inside and out!
At this moment, he had already mastered this external martial arts technique to an extremely high level.
Since the physical body is still intact, we can already say quite a bit about it!
The knife could not cut his flesh, nor break his bones; his whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible armor!
In terms of absolute security, this is something that other martial arts cannot provide.
Now his bones are heavy, and his punches are even heavier!
There are probably very few people in this county who can withstand Zhao An's punch now!
At the same time, the wisps of internal energy within the body finally reached the stage where quantitative change led to qualitative change.
Zhao An consulted various internal energy cultivation methods and began to refine his own internal energy.
His energy circulation path was first adjusted, changing to a major cycle.
After all the internal energy circulates once in the body, it goes straight into the already opened Qi Sea in the Dantian, and then the second cycle begins.
With each cycle of breath circulation, this inner energy undergoes a qualitative change.
Strands of internal energy continuously merged and blended, and his aura grew stronger and stronger in the process.
By the time of the final Great Circulation, all the scattered internal energy within his body had disappeared.
Only the dantian, the sea of qi, remained.
A complete stream of internal energy flowed back and forth, like a thin snake about an inch long.
From then on, even if he ignored it, his inner energy would not dissipate, but would always exist and be at his command!
The biggest difference between the internal energy of the Strong Breath Realm and the internal energy of the Dispersed Breath Realm lies in the stability of the internal energy.
After consuming three more Earth Origin Pills, Zhao An finally completed the final transformation of his inner energy and successfully entered the Strong Breath Realm!
By the time the physical transformation was complete, the medicinal bath in the tub had already gone cold.
As Zhao An regained his senses, his first reaction was that he felt his entire body was filled with explosive power!
His vital energy was like that of a dragon or tiger, like an ancient beast, far surpassing that of ordinary martial artists.
His physique was even more robust and muscular, with clearly defined muscle lines, exuding a single word from the outside in: tough!
Martial artists who excel in hard training possess this flesh and blood body as their strength, and their ultimate goal is to forge themselves into steel-like flesh and blood, so that they can catch blades with their bare hands without suffering any damage!
Zhao An has now almost achieved this level of external strength training!
Zhao An suddenly threw a punch, and the "little snake" in his dantian immediately began to move through his meridians, reaching his fist arm in an instant, and bursting out with force along with his punch.
boom!
The water in the wooden bucket seemed to explode like gunpowder, suddenly creating a large spray of water.
If he hadn't pulled back, the entire barrel would have fallen apart.
After a quick wipe, Zhao An carried the hundred-forged heavy sword to the courtyard.
This knife is longer and wider than ordinary knives, with a longer handle. It weighs about 60 kilograms and can be wielded with one hand or held with both hands.
On the battlefield, this blade could easily sever all four hooves of a warhorse in one strike.
However, when Zhao An held the knife again, he felt it was no longer heavy enough.
The second floor of the armory does have some good swords that are handy, but those were all awarded to generals who had made meritorious contributions in the army, so he couldn't take them even if he wanted to.
However, he was not without options. If he was willing, he could use his good deeds to make a wish and have a replica of the fine sword he had seen in the armory made.
Such an operation is feasible, but Zhao An does not want to waste the good karma he has painstakingly accumulated just to change a knife.
A knife is not necessarily better the heavier it is.
If he simply wants weight, he has other methods recently.
"Weight Object Technique!"