Chapter 47: Spiritual Blood Refines the Body, Cultivating Qi in Six Layers

  Under the jade tiger stone carving, Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a faint blood-colored aura that slowly enveloped him.

  The blood color became thicker and thicker, until finally, it even enveloped Fang Lin's entire body in a cloud of blood.

  Drink

  A soft rebuke, and Fang Ling's mouth opened wide. Those blood clouds poured into Fang Ling's mouth like a tide. As the last wisp of blood cloud disappeared into Fang Ling's mouth, Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes.

  Fang Lin himself did not feel that in the instant his eyes opened, a faint glimmer of blood light flashed across.

  With a gentle flutter, Fang Lin suddenly stood up from the ground. His body was now covered in black mud. However, at this moment, Fang Lin couldn't care less about the mud. He hesitated for an instant, then suddenly exerted his strength, and on his body, a white aura appeared, like armor.

  Condense energy into armor, cultivate energy in six layers!

  By absorbing Yu Hu's blood plasma, Fang Lin suddenly raised his cultivation to the sixth layer of Qi Refining.

  Compared to the five layers of Qi, Fang Lin felt that his internal energy was at least twice as condensed. The moment his internal energy re-entered his body, Fang Lin suddenly sprang up and rose into the air, his entire person seeming like a large goose soaring through the void.

  "One step, two steps, three steps..."

  In the void, Fang Ling continued walking for seventeen steps.

  At the moment when the seventeenth step was finished, a white swan with a width of one zhang appeared behind Fang Lin. With the appearance of this swan, Fang Lin felt that his body had become half lighter.

  It's as if I can stay in this void for a moment.

  The golden wild goose has achieved great success.

  No, it should be that he has already transcended the realm of great perfection of Golden Goose Gong.

  Although Qiu Chuji left behind the Golden Goose Skill at that time, he absolutely did not have his current profound internal energy.

  Fang Ling smiled lightly and slowly descended from the void.

  He pulled out a large water vat from the "Western Suburbs Dust Picture", and Fang Ling jumped right in. In just half a minute, the water in the vat became extremely murky.

  A moment later, Fang Lin emerged from the third tub. Looking at the murky water in the three tubs, Fang Lin felt a little sentimental. He had never thought that there would be so much filth in his body. Although the Jade Tiger Blood only elevated his cultivation by one level, he truly felt that his entire body was different now.

  He couldn't say exactly what was different about it.

  But this anomaly really exists.

  Inside the huge jade basin, another thin layer of bloodstain appeared. Looking at these jade tiger's blood plasma, Fang Lin hesitated for a moment and decided to use the blood plasma to temper his body once again.

  Although I know the effect will be reduced, there is still some effect, which is better than nothing.

  He once again evenly applied the plasma all over his body, and a scorching sensation rose up from his skin once more.

  But this feeling is much smaller and weaker than last time.

  One day later, the plasma in the jade basin had been completely drained, and the giant jade tiger sculpture also stopped dripping a single drop of plasma.

  After undergoing three rounds of body refinement, Fang Lin felt that his vital energy had reached an unprecedented peak. This body of his, with every movement, contained a shocking explosive force within.

  Unfortunately, except for the first time he broke through to the sixth layer, these two absorptions, although they slightly increased his internal energy, still have a certain distance to break through the seventh layer of Qi training.

  Why is there blood plasma flowing out of this jade tiger?

  Fang Ling stared at the jade tiger statue, and after a moment of contemplation, he prepared to walk over.

  Just as he was about to approach the Jade Tiger, it suddenly began to sink, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared under the mountain ridge of Jingyanggang.

  There is only one jade basin left there.

  Fang Ling really wanted to follow and take a look, but he didn't have that kind of magical power. It's believed that the three ancestors who discovered this place back then also had similar thoughts.

  Since it was difficult to explore the secrets of the jade tiger statue, Fang Ling shifted his gaze to that strange big tree.

  The last time the big tree entered the body, a large amount of spiritual energy was still fresh in memory. I don't know if this time, the spiritual energy can bring benefits to oneself for promotion.

  Qigong Seven Layers!

  Fang Ling thought of this name, and his eyes lit up a bit.

  As long as he advances to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, it will be a whole new world for him.

  At this moment when Fang Lin's hand fell on the big tree, there was a slight tremble.

  Boom

  The big tree was uprooted, and everything was just like Fang Ling had imagined.

  A large amount of spiritual energy, as usual, was crazily poured into Fang Ling's body.

  A moment later, Fang Ling opened his eyes, but a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

  The surging spiritual energy within his body had brought his cultivation to the peak of the sixth layer of Qi Refining, but it hadn't allowed him to break through to the seventh layer.

  Cultivate seven layers of Qi, internal Qi transforms into spiritual energy that can be controlled by cultivators!

  This is a qualitative change!

  Apart from relying on a large amount of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy, it is also related to the cultivator's innate talent. There are not a few people who have accumulated a lot of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy, but in their lifetime, they have never been able to step into the seventh layer of Qi Refining.

  At the time when the big tree was immersed in the Jingyang Gang tourist map, Fang Ling had a feeling that the spiritual energy that entered his body this time could support him to impact the seventh layer of Qi.

  But in the end, these spiritual energies were all wasted.

  This result forced Fang Ling to accept a fact: his body was not suitable for cultivation.

  Not suitable for cultivation!

  This is no less than a thunderclap on a clear day for most practitioners!

  Working hard to advance to the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, only to be stuck at the seventh layer due to a lack of innate talent. This is indeed a sorrow, a helpless sorrow that leaves one with no choice but to accept it.

  This result also made Fang Ling's emotions not too good. He took a deep breath and threw his negative emotions to the back of his mind.

  Since things have happened, we must face them!

  I still have nine turns of the Taoist elixir formula!

  Moreover, from the beginning, I had been thinking of using the Nine Turns Heavenly Pill to break through the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining.

  "Whoosh"

  A scroll with a length of three feet and nine inches appeared in Fang Ling's hand. This picture looked no different from the Xijiao Smoke Dust Picture, but the name of the picture had changed to Jingyanggang Smoke Dust.

  The entire picture has undulating mountains and hills, as if printing the whole space into the picture.

  The role of this picture is almost the same as that of Xijiao Yanchen Picture! With this picture, Fang Ling can enter the space of Jingyang Gang at any time.

  With a lingering gaze at the Jingyang Ridge space, Fang Ling unfolded the smoke and dust map in his hand, and he disappeared into this space.

  ……

  The Chen Family Compound in Dingfang City was originally a bustling courtyard, but now it's eerily quiet.

  But in this silence, there aren't no people.

  The Chen family's council chamber was packed with people at this time.

  If someone familiar with Dingfang City were to take a look, they would definitely be shocked by the current situation. At this time, those standing in the conference hall are all dignitaries.

  For example, Zhao Xianshi, for example, Chengzhu Jing Shangming, for example, several other practitioners in Dingfang City...

  The master of Huwei Wuguan has no injury, only qualified to stand at the edge of the hall.

  Those who could make the earth shake with a single stomp in the square city were now standing there one by one, not even daring to breathe loudly.

  And their eyes all looked respectfully at the man sitting in the middle of the Fang family hall.

  This man suddenly looked like Chen Shengnan had come back to life.

  If the crowd standing around were replaced by those Chen family members who had been killed, that would be Chen Shengnan gathering his subordinates at the Chen residence.

  But it was clear that this man was not Chen Shengnan.

  Chen Shengnan does not have such great power in Dingfang City!

  The man closed his eyes and remained silent, as if his soul was wandering outside, while beside him stood Chen Yuanlong, the only elder of the Chen family.

  Suddenly, a flying sword flew out from behind the man, its fierce killing intent spreading throughout the entire hall.

  Inside the hall, Zhao Xianshi and other cultivators were still able to stand with difficulty. The others with lower cultivation levels were all trembling from head to toe.

  Guan's uninjured heart was also trembling, he wanted to mobilize his internal energy to resist this pressure, but as soon as he urged it on, he found that his internal energy couldn't be mobilized.

  This is the pressure of a foundation-building cultivator!

  His head hung even lower, and he didn't even have the strength to lift it up to look.

  This murderous aura enveloped the entire hall for a whole minute before disappearing as the flying sword entered the sleeve of the man who looked like Chen Shengnan.

  Splashing

  A chubby middle-aged man suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

  He wanted to get up, but his hands and feet seemed not to be his own, and they didn't listen to him at all.

  The man sitting in the middle didn't even give him a glance, but instead turned to Jing Shangming and said, "Jing City Master, is there any news?"

  Jing Shangming wiped the sweat from his forehead and respectfully said: "Great Immortal Master, today this official mobilized three thousand people to search, but did not find a single man resembling Fang Ling in action."

  "Hmmph" The man's dissatisfied low hum made Jing Shangming's body tremble again.

  "Great Master, from tomorrow on, I will immediately dispatch more personnel and absolutely ensure that not a single bird can fly into Dingfang City."

  Jing Shangming's explanation seemed to have gotten through to the man, who shifted his gaze to another man and said: "Zuo Bangzhu, do you have any news about the Jinglong Gang?"

  Zuo Bangzhu was a thin man in his fifties, who also respectfully said: "Great Master, all the disciples of Jinglong Sect are now searching for news about that person. As soon as we have any information, we will report to you immediately."

  "Are you all disciples?" The man snorted, and the flying sword suddenly flew towards the Left Guardian.

  Under the Flying Sword's envelopment, the Left Guardian's face turned extremely unsightly. He loudly said: "Great Immortal Master spare my life, Great Immortal Master..."

  The sword flashed by, and the head of the Left Guardian rolled onto the ground instantly.

  However, strangely enough, the separated body did not have a single drop of blood!

  The man sneered: "Yesterday, Jinglong Sect only sent out 200 disciples to search for that person's whereabouts, do you think I don't know?"

  The faint voice made everyone in the hall look even more unsightly.

  When the man's gaze came over, everyone's head hung even lower!