Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 922

The fire in his throat has accumulated enough. Bai Lang has been enduring the burning sensation for these days. He can't eat well and sleep well. He is a little out of shape. He will definitely die of a serious illness in another month - if he does this time If you fail to build a long enough meridian to turn this external fire energy into your own fire energy, I am afraid that this energy will really dissipate, and your life will probably be lost by then.

"This is the time to show off your hegemony!" Bailang's domineering spirit flourished, and the invisible and insubstantial hegemony began to stir up the flame. In fact, this kind of thing still depends on luck and qualifications. If the so-called domination is really revealed, it will only make his thief army master laugh to death. "There are fluctuations in murderous intention, but what is the hegemonic intention of an idiot?"

Si Wu would probably only be able to laugh, and Bai Lang himself might be one of the people who laughed - if he was not the victim.

What Bai Lang possesses is an aura of unparalleled bravery, a murderous aura that has enabled him to break through enemy formations and kill thousands of armies countless times. If you say he is domineering, then let's be domineering. In short, Bai Lang's indifferent temper came back, and he directly drove the flames to his shoulders and started to run through the meridians - Bai Lang was a bit of a thief. If he did this, he would lose an arm at most, and his life might be spared. Keep it.

Xu Jie, does Mr. Xu know what Bailang has done? Bai Lang knew that he knew, but did he report it to the emperor? I thought I would report it, but the Orthodox Emperor wouldn't take it to heart at all. Because according to Eunuch Xu's report, the Zhengtong Emperor would probably think that Bailang was a prince who gave up halfway. Besides, he was not valued in the first place and was likely to die from tuberculosis at a young age.

The fire energy traveled through the Taiyin and Lung meridian, and Bai Lang's entire left arm suddenly turned red and even started to turn black. He was so hot that the temperature in the study room rose by one or two degrees. Bai Lang was thinking about the zhenqi route and visualization of the Three Fires Guiyuan Gong. He used the fire Qi to attack violently, forcefully drilling through the meridians that were originally intermittent, and even the blocked acupuncture points were forcibly opened by him.

The price is that the entire meridians are scorched black, and all the fire-attributed auras are wandering around inside. For ordinary people, this is like being possessed. When entering the Dantian, the meridians all over the body will explode, and the fire energy will attack the heart and die. The state of death is still horrible - the skin will turn yellow, dry, crack, burst and curl, and the whole person will die like a mummy.

"Maybe it will also emit the aroma of barbecue, right?" Bailang cursed, he could already smell the aroma of meat on his arms.

"As long as I tap the Quchi point, the fire can be reduced immediately!" Then Bailang nodded, his face started to turn red, "Fuck"

He immediately unblocked the acupuncture point, worked hard to attack, and finally penetrated a meridian. Bai Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn it! My life is saved! Next, as long as the three meridians are opened, I can try to ingest the true fire of the sun and the yin fire of the earth, and then start to penetrate the twelve main meridians respectively. The three fires can be combined into one to open the Qi. The eight meridians, but all this must be completed before the age of twenty, and only then can we use innate energy to make up for the body's deficiencies."

But when it comes to growing into a strong man, that's a no-brainer. Bailang is such a master of martial arts. He knows what this body can grow into just by luck. "Well, he is barely 1.8 meters, but he is still a slender guy. He weighs not even more than 140 kilograms. Even because of the first pass, The meridian is the hand Shaoyin Lung Meridian, and I still cough from time to time - luckily it doesn't affect my fighting ability." Then Bailang gave himself a slap, "I'm not here to fight all day long! Don't use Qianlong! You must mix. Let the boss complete the adjustment." The reason why I practice this martial arts is, firstly, to extend my life, secondly, to protect myself, and thirdly, I can go everywhere with my martial arts. I feel quite familiar with this ancient high-energy world Bailang. , probably because he is actually an ancient person today.

Bai Lang was in a relaxed and happy mood, although his face was still pale and he looked like he was dying of tuberculosis. Of course, his body was about the same now. He even had to cough from time to time and it was heartbreaking because of the fire energy entering his body and destroying the Shaoyin lung pulse in his hands. kind of thing, but he already has a way to go.

Only at this time did Bai Lang have the leisure to observe his brothers. The so-called Kowloon Seizing of Heirs was a joke to him, but there were indeed a few who were very close to that position. The eldest brother is the prince, and so are the second and third princes - the second prince is quite famous and Bai Lang thinks he has far-reaching plans (sinister), while the third prince is excellent at martial arts and has been handling military affairs all year round, and even led the army to fight at the border.

The fourth brother is a devout Buddhist disciple, but he is also good at handling government affairs, and he is the only one among these brothers who shows some kindness to him, the fifth prince. Although there was no movement in the past month, these two Tian actually asked his disciples to send him some cough medicine. Even after class, he asked for help more than once and asked a doctor to check on his brother's condition.

The fifth child is him, a tuberculosis ghost with no use for eggs. The sixth brother is the son of the third brother. He is good at martial arts, so he admires the third brother. As for whose son he will be after how many years he grows in the future? Bailang thought it would be Lao Liu's own person. The seventh child is a scholar and the one with the best homework. The eldest to the third child have all grown up and moved out of the Tenth Prince's Mansion and no longer need to go to school, so the seventh child is the one with the best homework.

Lao Ba has some skills in both civil and military affairs. Although he is Bai Lang's biological younger brother, he has never cared about his elder brother. Lao Jiu is a brat now and can't tell the situation yet, but his mother is the most favored concubine at the moment, so she has been summoned by the Zhengtong Emperor several times. It seems that she is raised in front of the emperor on weekdays.

As for those in the tenth and beyond, let alone those who are still young and have not entered school.

Bai Lang knew the standard of the Zhengtong Emperor. In the past month, he had met the Zhengtong Emperor four times step by step - as a minister rather than a son, although Bai Lang had nothing to do because of his poor health, Bai Lang also had a person in the Ministry of Rites. In name. Bai Lang could tell at a glance the Zhengtong Emperor's martial arts level. He should be a master but not a grand master, so his lifespan was the same as that of an ordinary person, with a limit of 120.

As an emperor, he cannot live to the limit of 120 years.

The Zhengtong Emperor came to the throne at the age of twenty-five and has been on the throne for fifty years. He is now seventy-five years old. Although he still looks like a middle-aged man, Bai Lang knows that he has personally used dragon energy several times and tried to open up the eight extraordinary meridians. His failure to become a Grandmaster has already consumed a considerable amount of his life, and if nothing else goes wrong, it will only be fifteen years at most. Therefore, this game must last for at least fifteen years. Judging from the boss's ability, Bailang estimated that he would stay here as an anchor for more than twenty years.

(End of this chapter)