The surging spiritual energy was still flowing into Xiao Chen's body. Xiao Chen worked hard to send the spiritual energy in his meridians to his bones and flesh, but the absorption was far less than the speed of the influx of spiritual energy.
His meridians had begun to seep out small cracks, mixed with traces of blood, and a strong pain spread to his brain. Xiao Chen groaned and almost fainted from the pain.
With his mind down, his Dantian was still in chaos. Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and ignored it. If there was no outlet for this spiritual energy, he would immediately explode and die. Only by successfully condensing the martial spirit could he refine this spiritual energy into vitality.
After making a decision in his mind, he immediately controlled the spiritual energy and rushed towards the Dantian. This spiritual energy was stronger than the spiritual energy Xiao Chen used to attack the Dantian before. As usual, the huge spiritual energy was stopped as soon as it approached the outside of the Dantian. .
But this time it didn't bounce back. A powerful spiritual energy surged from the three main meridians in the chest again. With a bang, the stronger spiritual energy hit the thin film around the Dantian again.
Xiao Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, but this spiritual energy still did not enter his dantian.
wipe! I don't believe that I can't break you. After several consecutive failures, Xiao Chen's anger also rose, and he controlled the spiritual energy to hit the membrane outside the Dantian again and again. When it hit the fifth time, Xiao Chen had already vomited five mouthfuls of blood, but this time he clearly felt that the membrane was loose.
With joy in his heart, Xiao Chen did not immediately gather his spiritual energy for impact. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy consumed in his body increased rapidly. After a while, a spiritual energy stronger than any before gathered together. Under the control of Xiao Chen's mind, the surging spiritual energy roared towards the Dantian like a galloping dragon.
boom!
There was a loud noise in Xiao Chen's body, and the membrane that had troubled Xiao Chen for eight years in his dantian suddenly shattered. Xiao Chen ignored the pain and looked down. He wanted to see what was in this dantian. Making trouble.
A pair of eyes suddenly appeared, looking directly at Xiao Chen. The eyes were as bright as fire, not angry but powerful!
Xiao Chen only felt that a mountain was pressing down on him. He was as small as an ant in this world, and he felt like he wanted to worship him. However, before he could be surprised, a severe pain came, and Xiao Chen simply fainted.
When Xiao Chen fainted, the Purple Thunder Art did not stop operating, and the surrounding spiritual energy continued to flow into Xiao Chen's body.
It's just that this spiritual energy has never penetrated into the bones and flesh again, and it has all gathered in the dantian. The dantian that was originally chaotic, now the clouds and the sun are clearing, and there is a young green dragon parked inside.
The green dragon closed its eyes and opened its five claws slightly, greedily absorbing the incoming spiritual energy. The two dragon whiskers swayed gently, looking extremely comfortable. The whole body swam in circles quickly, and as the spiritual energy continued to be inhaled, Qinglong's crisp and tender skin began to slowly become hard, but his body shape remained unchanged.
The surrounding spiritual energy slowly became thinner. Even the richest spiritual energy could not withstand the endless demands of Qinglong. Slowly, the surrounding spiritual energy was completely absorbed. It will take a long time for the spiritual energy of the four directions to be brewed. time.
Qinglong seemed to be unsatisfied and kept asking for it, but there was no spiritual energy left in Xiao Chen's body. Only Xiao Chen's strong skin began to slowly wither. This Qinglong actually wanted to squeeze out the inside of Xiao Chen's skin and flesh. of aura.
The green dragon absorbed it again for half an hour, and its green skin became richer and harder before it stopped. It opened its eyes, stretched out all five claws, swam around flexibly, raised its head suddenly and roared, as if it was being beaten. The catharsis of seeing the light of day again after being locked up for countless years!
This roar passed through Xiao Chen's body, soared up into the sky, and all the spirit beasts on the periphery of the Seven Horns Mountain Range lay on the ground in fear. The coercion contained in this voice seemed to make them inherently frightened.
At the same time, the sect leaders of Fengqing Palace, Baidi City, and Shenwu Sect in Tianwu Continent stopped what they were doing, looked into the distance, and murmured the same sentence, Qinglong, wake up!
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Xiao Chen only woke up at dusk. The first thing he noticed was that something was wrong with his body. His body had lost a lot of weight, but he couldn't care about it at this time. The mysterious look in his dantian really frightened him. He quickly sat cross-legged and controlled his mind to look at his dantian.
But now there are no eyes anywhere, there is only a small green dragon with a few white clouds floating around it, eyes closed in the dantian, waiting quietly.
What's going on? He clearly saw a pair of eyes. He would never forget the pressure and momentum in those eyes. Could it be from this little dragon
Xiao Chen controlled his mind and moved closer to Qinglong. His mind was almost on Qinglong's face, and he could see the Qinglong clearly. At this moment, the Qinglong's eyes suddenly opened, startling Xiao Chen, but the Qinglong didn't seem to notice Xiao Chen, and closed his eyes again after a while.
Xiao Chen quickly retracted his mind. The Qinglong's eyes were as clear as a spring, and it was impossible for him to send out that soul-stirring look that made people surrender.
But what is this green dragon? He couldn't remember when a dragon lived in his body and entered it. Could it be a martial spirit? Did he successfully condense the martial spirit
Qinglong, Qinglong martial spirit, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered a very distant memory in this body.
A long time ago, there were four major sects on the Tianwu Continent. The sect leaders of these four major sects had the blood of the holy beasts. Many of the children in the family were born with the holy martial souls. These people can cultivate much faster than ordinary people, and the holy beast martial souls The spirituality is far beyond what ordinary martial spirits can compare to.
The four major families, Eastern Qinglong, Western White Tiger, Southern Suzaku, and Northern Xuanwu, each occupy one of them, and the Xiao family is one of them, Eastern Qinglong. But a thousand years ago, due to unknown reasons, the Holy Beast Qinglong Spirit never appeared in the Xiao family. Thousands of years of time also turned the once wealthy and prominent family into a local family that can only live in a small town.
Xiao Chen shook his head, too lazy to think about these things. What he just cared about now was that he had finally condensed into a martial spirit. He could condense his vitality and practice martial arts. He might not lose to Xiao Jian in seven days.
After calming down again, Xiao Chen checked the cultivation status of the Purple Thunder Art. The crazy operation of the Purple Thunder Art previously still made him feel like a ray of light on his back. He didn't want to die from exploding at every turn in the future.
What surprised him was that the Purple Thunder Art was now running extremely smoothly, and its realm had also taken a big step forward, completely stabilizing at the first level of primary realm.
Ignoring the Qinglong Martial Spirit for the time being, the cultivation of the Purple Thunder Art is Xiao Chen's top priority now. Just one night of practicing the Purple Thunder Art has increased his strength a lot, and he will also have a punch when he punches. With the electric light, you can imagine how strong it is.
I remember that in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation, it was written that after practicing the Purple Thunder Art, you can refine the Purple Thunder True Fire. Since the realm of the Purple Thunder Art has stabilized at the first primary stage, Xiao Chen decided to give it a try.
Xiao Chen stood up and used the Purple Thunder Technique. The eyes of the green dragon in the Dantian within his body suddenly opened, and the three white clouds floating around it slowly became thinner.
A stream of pure and condensed vitality flowed from its body into Xiao Chen's meridians. Xiao Chen's mind moved and he sensed this cool and comfortable vitality, guiding this energy to circulate in his body.
According to the method in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation, this vitality gathers towards the right hand, passing through the four major acupoints of Tianquan, Jugu, Quze, Neiguan, and finally converges on the middle finger.
A series of crackling electric lights suddenly lit up on his fingers, flashing continuously. Finally, all these electric lights gathered on Xiao Chen's fingertips, forming a purple flame the size of a peanut.
Xiao Chen looked at the flames that were constantly swaying and seemed to be extinguished at any time. He smiled bitterly. This flame, let alone killing people, could only light a cigarette in his original world.
Xiao Chen extinguished the flame with a flick of his hand. He was not very depressed. It was gratifying that the first experiment was successful.
It's just that he didn't notice that when he extinguished the fire just now, a tiny spark did not go out, and slowly floated to the ground. As soon as it fell, it ignited all the dead branches and leaves within half a meter around, and the flames disappeared in a flash. , if it weren't for the pile of ashes left behind and the heat wave still lingering on his face, Xiao Chen wouldn't have believed that there had been a fire here just now.
After watching all of this in stunned silence, Xiao Chen smiled ecstatically after coming here for a while. This flame was really too strong. A spark was so powerful. If he practiced for a while, this destructive power would be so powerful.
Xiao Chen took the trouble to practice summoning the Purple Thunder Fire. After several hours of trying, as long as Xiao Chen moved his mind, the Purple Thunder Flame would be summoned instantly.
Poof!
A figure flashed from the big tree above Xiao Chen's head and flew towards the distance. Stopping what he was doing, Xiao Chen looked up. The man in blue clothes flew past the treetops and was out of Xiao Chen's sight in the blink of an eye.
This is not real flying. It is just using the stepping points between the tree tops and using superb body skills to create the illusion of flying. But even so, this person's cultivation has at least reached the realm of Martial Master.
Since when did Mohe City have a blue-robed Martial Lord? What is his purpose in coming to my Xiao family's Qijiao Mountain? Xiao Chen thought with some confusion.