Chapter 19 Washing the marrow and steaming the bones, the yuan becomes true

Zhang Yan took a closer look at this is a simple copper tripod, with three ancient characters on it, looking closely, he can also detect a trace of the unique qi of cultivators.

According to what the Dao Tong said, this Dading should have been sent by Guru Shi Shoujing.

It's just that he didn't give the pill Taoist book, but sent himself a copper tripod, what is the purpose of this?

Every thing that the masters in the Xuanmen do has a deep meaning, and Shi Shoujing will not give him something for no reason, he must want to use the tripod to show himself something.

"Ding, Ding......"

Zhang Yan paced back and forth, pondering the mystery, and suddenly, he paused, and remembered a possibility, what the master was referring to, could it be that he was saying...... Wrestlers?

Although the name "Lux" sounds majestic, people who really know its details never think so.

Guy is because most of the willers come from registered disciples who have no foundation or are scattered in the side door.

Cultivating to the step of building the Yuan, if you can't open the pulse for a long time, as you get older, once the peak period passes, the meridians will no longer be strong as before, and this possibility will be completely cut off.

Therefore, when some disciples knew that their immortal path was hopeless, they simply dispersed the vitality of their whole body into their limbs and hundreds of remains, and used it to nourish their muscles and bones and become a wrestler.

If the cultivation can go further, then you can rely on the power of the sect to cultivate with secret medicine, and the golden sand can be filled into the body, which can make the physical body more tenacious.

The so-called "carrying Ding Lux" only refers to the cultivators who became Lux in the Zhuyuan period.

And when it came to the upper courtyard, it corresponded to different levels of "pulling out the mountain and cultivating immortals", "covering the sea and turning the sky" and so on, although it seems to be powerful, in fact, it is completely dependent on foreign objects, and since then it has cut off the door of practicing qi and cultivating immortals, and has become a sect thug.

It can be said that they are completely tools in the hands of others.

Zhang Yan once heard that those wrestlers had to use a big tripod to cook every meal because of their large appetite, and Shi Shoujing gave him a tripod, could it be used as a metaphor for his future, reminding him of the path he should choose in the future, and hoping that he would become a wrestler?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

Shi Shoujing wanted him to take the initiative to back down, and give up those cultivation resources that should have belonged to him to other beginner disciples, instead of competing with them.

Is this a reminder to him that only when he walks a path that is different from everyone else is the way to protect himself?

Zhang Yan snorted, which was enough to show that although Shi Shoujing accepted himself as an entry disciple, he was not optimistic about his qualifications, and by the way, he was not optimistic about his prospects, and he only reluctantly accepted himself as a beginner for some reason.

He glanced at the bronze tripod, believing that when this tripod was delivered, many people must have seen it on the road, and even Shi Shoujing may have deliberately let the disciples know the news, which also unmistakably sent a signal to the outside world: although the three masters accepted him Zhang Yan as an introductory disciple, they did not intend to redistribute the resources of the cultivation path, but arranged for Zhang Yan to take another path.

Therefore, although the act of sending the tripod seems to be a tactful persuasion, it is actually a decision that cannot be changed by the three masters!

Zhang Yan sneered, how could he allow others to decide his own path of cultivation?

He is not willing to be just a wrestler, it is just a first-class slave guard, what is the point of that kind of immortality?

Cultivating immortals, what you want is detachment, being enslaved by others, what kind of immortal is it, what kind of Tao is cultivating?

As for Shi Shoujing's statement that his achievements are limited, he is even more disdainful, he has gone from a registered disciple with no background to now, hasn't he also become a beginner disciple?

It can be seen that things in the future are not immutable, and it is clear that I can come this far!

On the contrary, people who are not enterprising like their predecessors and only wait for opportunities from others may have been locked in by the Zhou family to serve their wives and clans by the Zhou family.

Only by constantly improving one's own cultivation is one's own foundation, and everything else is vain!

Sneering and circling around this tripod twice, Zhang Yan's heart moved, and a bold idea suddenly rose in his mind.

From those qi machines, he could feel that this tripod was not actually a mortal thing, but a magic weapon, and he didn't need to try it, he could also know that if he put food in it, this tripod would remove its turbidity and boil the essence, without swallowing a lot of useless impurities.

At this moment, Zhang Yan saw another use from it.

This tripod itself has the effect of removing the turnips!

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately went out for a spin, calling many Taoist children to collect some dry firewood and come back. ,

He is now a beginner disciple, although the treatment is different from those children of the family, but his identity is really there, and he can even raise slaves by himself.

Not only that, but they even broke their scalps for this matter, just to be appreciated by Zhang Yan, and in the minds of the Taoist boys, if they could get him to be included in the door, maybe they could also be as powerful as Bian Qiao and others at that time.

Therefore, in less than an hour, Zhang Yandong's mansion was already full of firewood needed for less than half a month, and even some Taoist children were clever and captured some wild food and sent it over, Zhang Yan did not refuse, accepted them all, and then drove the Taoist children out, and blocked the door sealing stone.

He divided the firewood into fifteen piles, which corresponded to the number of half a month, so that the copper tripod could be steamed and burned, but fortunately, the cave was spacious and he still had a place to stay.

To get so much firewood, he didn't want to cook food, but to use the effect of this tripod to attack with the fire of the tripod, and force out the vitality in the pill to be refined!

He moved the copper tripod to a pile of firewood, and used a bamboo pipe to introduce the spring water flowing down from the stone wall, and when it was halfway through, he ignited the firewood below.

After a while, the water in the dingzhong began to boil, and he took off his clothes and jumped into the dingzhong.

When he fought with Wang Lie last time, he learned that under the stimulation of the extreme environment of the outside world, or the moment of life and death, the pill can be opened spontaneously and overflow with vitality, but this method is too dangerous, and second, without a large amount of pill subsidies, it is inevitable that he will make mistakes, which can be said to be an extremely extreme approach.

Thinking about it now, if Chen Feng really wanted to refine his vitality with the help of this method, then maybe he had other difficulties, so he had to take risks.

According to his inference, regardless of other means, just the elders of the sect should have a way to help the juniors refine their vitality, which is more secure and less likely to cause accidents.

In fact, what he thought was also close to the truth, when the disciples of the Xuanmen family came to the step of quenching the yuan, they were generally helped by the elders to open the Dan aperture, guide the vitality, and then slowly refine it by themselves, and this process was not a one-day success, because the elders of the sect would also consume the essence qi, and the specific situation depended on the cultivation of each person.

Generally speaking, if you do the exercises for one to two hours a day, and then slowly meditate and return to your qi, about half a month, you will be able to achieve all the exercises.

It is this level that is not difficult for disciples who have the Dharma Recipe Inheritance.

As far as Zhang Yan is concerned, he has no elders to teach him, so he can only rely on himself.

The heat in Dingzhong became heavier and heavier, and Zhang Yan had to start running the internal gas to resist.

At this time, he saw the wonder of this tripod, the firewood has been burned until now, not only is there no smoke and fire fumigation in the entire cave, but even the wall of the tripod is also warm, but the heat is not steaming like ordinary heat, but it is infiltrating into his muscles and bones.

He knew that this was not ordinary heat, but it was equivalent to a division commander whose mana was much better than him who was constantly forcing him with internal fire.

Feeling that his internal organs seemed to be faintly painful, he hurriedly swallowed a pill of Zhengyuan Pill, and tried his best to urge his internal qi to resist the heat, but the heat kept coming in waves, making him unable to breathe.

Gradually, the consumption of internal qi became more and more, but he tried his best to force out the internal qi from the almost depleted meridians, he knew that this was the most critical moment, although his face was flushed, and his body was red as if it had been cooked, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

About a moment later, his internal qi had been exhausted, this is, with a "boom" in his ears, the tightly closed door of the Dan Aperture opened again, but this time, because the external fire continued to infiltrate, the Dan Aperture did not close here, but continued to have vitality gushing out, repeatedly entangled with the external fire.

These vitality are constantly consumed, and there is constantly turbid qi that is refined by the heat of Dingzhong, and then transformed into a trace of the purest Yuan Zhen, Zhang Yan's skin around his body is constantly oozing black impurities, although these filth stink is unpleasant, but he has no time to pay attention to it at the moment.

Once he felt that his body could not hold on, he swallowed a pill, maintained the meridians and organs around his body, and constantly guided through his mind, vowing to squeeze out all the vitality hidden in the Yuan Aperture.

Whenever one pile of firewood ran out, he moved it to another place so that the fire would not be interrupted.

For three days and three nights, Zhang Yan closed his door and did not come out, just refining his vitality in Dingzhong.

After swallowing no less than twenty-six Zhengyuan Pills, most of the Yuan Qi in his body had been refined, but at this time he encountered a difficulty, no matter how hard he tried, there was still a trace of unrefined Yuan Qi in the Yuan Qi that could not be forced out. ,

Just when he was a little impetuous, he suddenly blessed his heart, and a mantra on the "One Qi Qing Sutra" suddenly flashed in his mind:

"The heart is dead and alive, and its breath is self-moving"!

He was clear and clear, and he had already refined his vitality to this point, and it was already a matter of course, but he was forced too quickly, his mind was too heavy, and he lost the true meaning of the Dao Method, which led to the poor flow of qi, which made the vitality shrink and stop moving.

How similar is the scene at this time to when he built the yuan?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yanlingtai was clear, and stuffed all the remaining pills into his mouth, he simply didn't pay attention to the changes in his vitality, but just kept the pill trick, as if there was nothing on Zhou's body.

Originally, he had already reached zuihou one step, only one foot away from the door, at this moment suddenly woke up, understood the true meaning, the three treasures were quiet, and there was no hindrance, as if awake not awake, that zuihou a trace of vitality slowly rose from the aperture, the turbidity fell heavily, the yin and yang separated, and then merged with the previously refined pure vitality, after circulating in the meridians around the body for thirty-six circles, zuihou returned to the Dan aperture, unmoved.

The firewood under the ding has been burned out, Zhang Yan's eyes opened, and a shimmering essence flashed from the bottom of his eyes, but the originally dimly lit cave mansion appeared in his eyes, like day.

At this point, he has completed his deeds, officially crossed the level of "quenching the yuan to go to the wu", and stepped into the realm of "yuan into the truth", the internal qi in the body has been transformed into the qi of the yuanzhen, the strength of the body is three times as much as before, the arms have the strength of three thousand catties, the eyes can watch the stars, and the bottom can peek into the secluded pool, and the mortal body has been getting farther and farther away.

Now he only needs to spend another time to increase his Yuan Zhen and consolidate his realm, and then he can open his pulse and ascend to the level!

Zhang Yan thought of the book "Xuanyuan Internal Reference Record", and said in his heart: "Isn't this God helping me?"

Even though this book is unpredictable and difficult for others, if he has the remnants of jade in his hands, he can try again and again, without fear of failure, and after he successfully opens his pulse, he will want to see what the expressions of those masters and beginner disciples are!

He looked at the heavy and clumsy Zhenturbidity Ding under him again, this is quite like others can't wait for their cultivation to progress too slowly, so they came to help themselves, thinking of this, he couldn't help but hahadaxiao, and recited aloud: "Others use Ding to persuade Mo to fight, but I use Ding to quench Yuan Zhen, all my heart is vain to play the Heavenly Machine, and I will pay the bottle with all my calculations!"

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PS: Ahem, whispering for tickets!