Chapter 6 Explosive Qi Pill
Gu Gu Gu Gu!
The spiritual spring surges.
Wisps of spiritual energy floated out from the gushing spring water, and were pulled by Kong Ji who was sitting on the edge of the spiritual spring to converge towards the two spiritual orifices in his body.
After the refining of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra, it is finally transformed into pure spiritual power, which is incorporated into the Dantian to nourish the spiritual wheel.
I don’t know how long he had been practicing, but Kong Jiang withdrew from the practice and stood up with a slender figure.
Compared to half a month ago, his aura has become slightly stronger.
This kind of cultivation speed is almost surpassing that of ordinary disciples of the Three Spiritual Apertures.
"It is indeed a spiritual spring. No wonder everyone in the outer sect wants to enter the inner sect. With the help of this spiritual eye, cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort."
Kong Ji was in a good mood, and his face was unconscious. A smile appears.
His half month of practice was almost equivalent to a normal month.
At this rate, it will take another year to reach the fourth realm of Yanglun, half a year is enough.
“This is still the premise that the spiritual spring is not large. The spiritual eyes assisted by the inner disciples in cultivation may be more than twice as big as this spiritual eye.”
“It seems that in the future, We still have to try our best to enter the inner gate.”
Kong Ji, who has already experienced the benefits of spiritual eyes, has begun to think about the spiritual eyes of the inner gate.
But that was a long time ago.
The inner sect is extremely strict in selecting disciples, and those who can enter the inner sect are all talented people.
At least in terms of Kong's current strength, there is still a long way to go.
After stretching, Kong Jin took two steps and lay down on a stone bed near the rock wall of the cave.
Then he took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully.
The strong spicy smell wafted out of the bottle, irritating Kong Ji and he couldn't help but sneeze.
“Ah!”
Kong Jin seemed to be accustomed to the smell of the elixir in the bottle. He rubbed his nose indifferently and looked inside along the mouth of the bottle.
Three dark red pills were lying quietly inside the bottle.
These three pills are one of Chu Jianghe’s net worth.
Selected by Kong Ji and Longbow Fengyu half a month ago.
"Explosive Qi Pill, taking it can stir up the spiritual power in the body of Yanglun Realm monks and temporarily improve their cultivation level."
"Generally, disciples who like to fight will collect some and fight with others desperately. It has serious side effects and will damage the meridians. The effect of the tea will be gone, and the spiritual energy in the body will be emptied."
Recalling that I went to the alchemy room to inquire. About the efficacy and side effects of these three pills.
Confucius pursed his lips.
A pill that can damage the meridians can be imagined to be very powerful.
The side effects are obvious, but the advantage is that it allows the swallower to temporarily have the capital to fight enemies with higher cultivation levels than themselves.
Of course, time only lasts for a cup of tea, after which you will be dead.
Even so, Explosive Qi Pill is still one of the hottest elixirs in the alchemy room, and a single pill sells for up to thirty spiritual crystals.
The outside world is dangerous. When walking outside, you will inevitably encounter strong enemies. You are afraid that you will not even have room to fight back in an unexpected situation.
The explosive energy pill allows you to escape with your life even if you cannot defeat him.
“You can keep one as a spare, and the other two can be sold.” Kong Jin made a small calculation.
His current cultivation level may only be able to withstand the side effects of one Explosive Qi Pill. If he takes the second one, his meridians may be completely destroyed.
Jianghe probably only had one of the Piaoyu Sword Chu Chu Chu with him.
The remaining two have been cashed out and can be replaced with other cultivation resources.
After thinking deeply about the handling of the Explosive Qi Pill, Kong Ji also climbed up from the stone bed and walked slowly outside the cave.
The time agreed with Makita has come.
He went to see what opportunities were waiting for him in the spiritual field.
"This opportunity is worth more than the one in Zashulou. It's a five-spirit crystal."
In the cave, Kong Xian's whispers sounded like a money man.
The sky is not completely bright yet.
Makita, who has been a spiritual farmer for twenty years, sat on the edge of the spiritual field early, looking at the wilted spiritual rice in the field with his sunburned face.
The heavy rain yesterday did not make these spiritual rice radiant.
The culprits are those black pith-eating locusts that are the size of an index finger and have long transparent wings.
They fly and jump in the fields, climb on the branches of spiritual rice, and greedily suck the juice.
Makita would chase them away at first, or even catch them one by one, but then he became numb.
Those marrow-eating worms cannot be driven away or killed at all. Catching them one by one is far from keeping up with their reproductive capacity.
Makita also knows some Taoist techniques, but he doesn’t dare to use them for fear of destroying the spiritual rice as well.
Just as he said to Kong Zhi yesterday, Makita did not dare to invite even those other disciples who practiced ice skills because the chilling aura was too strong for Lingdao to bear. "I don't know if Junior Brother Kong is coming!" Makita frowned, took out a cigarette from his arms, and smoked it one puff at a time.
When he was young, he was also a high-spirited outer sect disciple. Due to the limitations of his talent, he was unable to break through, and in the end he could only become a spiritual farmer.
I have been farming in Cangwu sect for twenty years.
This is what he has been doing all his life.
It’s just his child who also had a spiritual aperture detected a few years ago and will be sent to the Cangwu Sect for training next year.
He plans to retire and return to his hometown after working this year to enjoy a happy life and leave all the spiritual crystals he has earned for twenty years to his children.
Seeing that this year is the last one, God is so cruel that he will let himself get nothing.
The punishment of the sect must not be light.
Makita's thoughts drifted further and further away.
I didn’t realize that the morning sun was falling from the horizon, shining on a slender young man who was getting closer and closer.
"Brother Pastor, I'm coming!" The young man's clear voice echoed in the fields.
......
Kong Chi did not mind the muddy and dirty field, so he just stood in the middle of the field, leaning down and looking at a spiritual rice plant without blinking. Clinging pith-eating insects.
The insect was completely unaware of the approaching danger. It inserted its mouthpart into the spiritual rice and tasted the sweet juice of the spiritual rice.
Kong Jin stretched out his hand and pinched the marrow-eating insect that ignored him between his two fingers. After looking at it for a moment, he looked at Makita who was following him closely.
“Is this thing really so difficult?”
The latter sighed and nodded melancholy.
Kong Jin didn’t ask any more questions, and secretly mobilized his spiritual power to flow between his two fingers.
The marrow-eating worm, which was still running and jumping around, realized that the danger was approaching and wanted to spread its wings and fly away, but it couldn't break away from the strength of the fingers.
After all, it was wrapped in the spiritual power of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra and turned into an insect corpse covered with white frost.
Pop! Kung Fu used his two fingers to exert slight force and slowly crushed the marrow-eating insect corpse into pieces.
The latter did not move.
After Kong Ji had done all this, he gained confidence.
"There should be no problem!" Nodding towards Makita behind him, Kong Jiang made a cautious judgment.
Makita looked ecstatic and said sincerely: "Then I'll trouble Junior Brother Kong."
After that, he hurriedly left Lingtian, leaving only Kong Jin alone.
The latter stood among the waist-high spiritual rice, looking at the spiritual field full of marrow-eating insects with flapping wings with his narrow eyes, and slowly took in a breath.
Suck! The breath rushed in, and his chest swelled.
At the same time, the spiritual energy in his Dantian that nourishes the spiritual wheel also flows rapidly in his meridians.
Different from the situation when he broke through the Chixia Formation, his Cold Breath Technique took some time to brew this time.
When the breath in his chest and the spiritual energy circulating around him reached a certain critical point, he opened his mouth slightly.
Phew!
A gentle cold breath spread from his mouth like mist.
The white misty cold air instantly enveloped Kong Ji's whole body.
The water in the spiritual rice field under his feet was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With this as the center, the frost spread rapidly around the spiritual field.
Wherever they pass, those pith-eating insects that cling to the spiritual rice and suck the sap cannot escape the fate of being covered by the cold air.
The dark insect body was, without any surprise, frozen on the spiritual rice by the cold air, turning into an ice sculpture, wiping out all life.
As for those spiritual rice plants, they were also covered with frost.
Spiritual rice is different from ordinary rice in that it is cold and heat resistant, but it is afraid of insects.
In addition, Kong Geng deliberately controlled the power of the Cold Breath Technique, deliberately reducing its lethality and converting it into coverage.
Thus it does not damage the root of spiritual rice.
In a few breaths, most of this spiritual field has been shrouded in the mist of the Cold Breath Technique.
As the Cold Breath Technique continued, Kong Ji, who was in the center of the cold air, could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was being consumed at a terrifying speed.
This was his first time using Cold Breath Technique on such a large scale.
“My cultivation level is still too low.” He muttered, but Kong Ji did not interrupt the release of the Cold Breath Technique.
He exhaled another breath, desperately controlling his spiritual power and maintaining the spread of the Cold Breath Technique.
Until the entire spiritual field was enveloped by the cold breath technique.
Beside the spiritual field, Makita looked anxiously at the figure of Kong Ji in the middle of the spiritual field, shrouded in white and difficult to see through with the naked eye.
“It must succeed.”
(End of this chapter)