I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Chapter 144 - 106: Heaven Does Not Perish My Blood Spirit Child i



Chapter 144: Chapter 106: Heaven Does Not Perish My Blood Spirit Child i

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After passing on the Medical Dao scripture and the basic alchemy technique to Su Lingxiu, she began concocting other pills, each with a slightly different process.

After all, alchemy is based on experience, and not every attempt is successful.

This inevitably leads to substantial consumption of medicinal herbs.

“Ordinary people really can’t afford to cultivate the Medical Dao martial arts.”

Li Xuan sighed deeply.

The cultivation of Medical Dao martial arts is destined to be difficult for the poor.

Even the consumption of herbs in concocting pills is unaffordable.

Su Lingxiu started making Bone Refining Pills, which is a pill she could use.

She also started to store Qi and Blood Pills for Zhou Ying who wanted to switch to martial arts cultivation.

First, one must induce Qi and Blood, which can only be done with the help of Qi and Blood Pills, to enhance Qi and Blood and induce skin and bone refinement…

Shi’er sulked at the fact that nearly all the successfully concocted Qi and Blood Pills didn’t belong to him. Only the half-wasted Qi and Blood Pills were available to him.

The cultivation speed at the Qi-Blood Stage began to slow down.

To obtain Qi and Blood Pills, he had to find the herbs required for concocting Qi and Blood Pills. Su Lingxiu clearly told him that she would give him a discount, three portions of herbs were needed to refine a batch of Qi and Blood Pills.

Li Xuan exclaimed, “Alchemists really do get rich easily. If Su Lingxiu were in the Inner Domain, she would not have to worry about herbs. People would come to the door and ask her to concoct pills.”

It’s difficult to get started in the Medical Dao martial arts without substantial wealth. However, once you have mastered alchemy, it becomes easier.

It is enough to obtain the herbs you need through alchemy.

“Let’s see how effective the Bone Refining Pill is.”

Su Lingxiu held a recently concocted Bone Refining Pill in her hand and swallowed it.

As the pill dissolved in her mouth and a warm current flowed into her body, covering her bones, a slightly numb sensation came.

She operated the Bone Refining Technique and began to refine her bones.

“The Bone Refining Pill’s effect is good, the speed of bone refining has increased by about 50%. If we use spiritual herbs, the effect might be even more astonishing.”

Su Lingxiu was excited.

“Golden bones. After one pill, she broke through the bottleneck and entered the

Golden Bone Refining Stage. She’s progressing so fast.”

Li Xuan sighed in wonder, increasingly suspecting that Su Lingxiu might have a special constitution.

On the hillside.

Meng Chong’s eyes were partially closed, one hand around his sword hilt, his Qi and Blood circulating, continually enhancing the Dari Golden Bell Shield. He was not far from reaching perfection in the Qi-Blood Stage.

Thump, thump…

His mind was focused, sensing his inner self as well as the divine sword.

At one point, he seemed to notice the sword vibrating slightly.

“An illusion?”

Meng Chong continued to nourish his sword, and suddenly, he once again felt the vibration of the sword.

However, the hand gripping the hilt did not sense any vibration from the sword.

Thump, thump…

Sensing his heartbeat, he once again sensed the vibration of the divine sword, as if it originated from his heartbeat.

“The heart nurtures the sword, the sword resonates with the heart…”

Meng Chong was overjoyed. Could it be that he was about to succeed in nurturing his sword?

“Can’t be distracted, can’t be arrogant, can’t be lax, calm and composed…”

His mind gradually calmed down, concentrating his thoughts, understanding himself, feeling his own pulse beating, feeling his heart thumping, and the circulation of Qi and Blood.

Gradually, the sensation of the sword vibrating continued to emerge in his mind, becoming clearer and slowly aligning with his heartbeat, as if it wanted to resonate with it.

“I feel like it’s almost there.”

Meng Chong quietly muttered to himself.

Wu Country, Endless Mountains.

After Meng Chong’s display of power, a wave of people in Wu Country started to seek the help of experts. The number of martial artists entering the Endless Mountains started to increase.

Including members of the Wu royal family and various ministers’ descendants.

The first ones to enter the Endless Mountains were undoubtedly the famous seniors of Wu Country’s martial arts world, Senior Wu and his two disciples.

In a secluded valley in the Endless Mountains, where the dense woods let in no sunlight, the strangest thing was that not a single bird or insect could be heard.

Inside this eerily quiet valley, on the dangerous mountainside, there was a crack as though it had been slashed by a sword, going deep into the mountain and out of sight.

Deep, dark, cold… It seemed as if there was a cold wind blowing out from the crevasse.

Senior Wu and his disciples were making their way through the crevasse.

One disciple in front, one disciple behind, and he walked in the middle, his eyes filled with excitement and regret.

It was a matter of over eighty years ago. He was being hunted down by his enemies and took refuge in the Endless Mountains. Accidentally, he came to this valley and hid in this crevasse and sneak-attacked the enemies who came after him.

He was also gravely injured. After he climbed into the crevasse, he found a strange vine. The blood that flowed from his body dripped onto the vine.

The vine absorbed the blood, and the fruit hanging from the vine gradually turned rosy and emitted a tempting fragrance.

He was losing too much blood and was dizzy. He snatched the fruit and ate it in desperation.

After eating, he fell into a coma.

When he woke up, he found the vine had withered but he was full of strength. His mind was clear even without sleep for ten days and ten nights.

He knew he encountered a great opportunity and ventured further into the crevasse. However, after going about 100 meters, a cold wind blew from the bottom of the deep, bottomless crevasse. It seemed like a demon was opening its mouth, waiting for him to step in willingly.

In such an environment, he was scared and recoiled..


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