No one knows luck better than me

Chapter 93 099~100, nine blood changes?

Chen Xun's mood was still surging, but Hong Quancheng had already opened his mouth and continued:

"Don't be so surprised. Although the Spiritual Pot of Good Fortune is a spiritual treasure, when the patriarch discovered this treasure, it was already severely damaged and incomplete. Apart from condensing the spiritual spring, it has basically lost other functions. It is far from being comparable to the real spiritual treasure."

"But even so, its existence can be regarded as the biggest secret of our Yaowang Mountain. It is enough to cause other sects to covet it. At present, only a few people such as the elders in the entire mountain gate know about it. You must keep your mouth shut in the future and don't disclose it to the outside world. .”

It couldn't be clearer what such a top-secret disclosure to himself represented. Chen Xun suddenly felt the heavy burden on his shoulders, and solemnly said:

"I understand Master."

Hong Quancheng nodded, and then pointed to a sub-pool for one person beside the Lingquan:
"Okay, let's get ready for the Spiritual Pond. Apart from watering the medicine fields every year, this Wangling Pond has been accumulated for more than ten years, and the spiritual power contained in it is extraordinary. This sub-pool is specially opened for cultivation.

The effect of soaking and refining in Lingquan is a long-term process, at least ten days and a half months. During this period, the teacher will come to bring you meals, and you don't need to worry about anything else, just practice with peace of mind. "

"Yes."

Without further ado, Chen Xun took off his coat, leaving only his trousers, and immediately walked into the pool.

As soon as he entered Zichi, he sat cross-legged, and the cold water of the spiritual spring touched his chest immediately, and an indescribable coolness immediately covered his whole body. The comfortable feeling seemed to be in the clouds, and the body and soul were a little lighter.

Before Chen Xun could savor it carefully, Hong Quancheng said, "Stay on the altar, Lianhua spits!"

Chen Xun followed good example and entered the state in the blink of an eye. Between the heaving of his chest, the pores of his whole body seemed to be breathing.

Then, he immediately felt an inexplicable inexplicable power pouring into the cool spiritual spring all over his body, making the blood in his body jump with joy, as if a long drought meets sweet rain.

Seeing that Chen Xun had entered the state, Hong Quancheng nodded in satisfaction, then left quietly, and closed the heavy brass door again.

There was silence in the huge underground cave, only Chen Xun was left.

But then, he suddenly stopped the movement of the Lianhua Tuna method, and suddenly pinched the Dharma seal with his hands, and his movements have changed into the appearance of Fudo Mingwang!
"Fudo Mingwang Sutra" as a top-level exercise is undoubtedly far superior to the Lianhua Breathing Method, and the posture he is posing now is the general outline of the [-]-style Mingwangxiang, called the Mingwang Breathing Method.

And as expected, when he changed his breath into King Ming's breathing method, all the muscles in his whole body moved regularly, and the thousands of pores were completely opened, and he greedily absorbed the spirit spring with ten times the efficiency before. The mysterious nutrient contained in it.

The calm water of the mirror-like spiritual pool suddenly burst into waves, and an unimaginable change was gradually taking place in Chen Xun's body.
Chen Xun began to practice silently in the Lingquan, and Hong Quancheng returned to the side hall on the top of the mountain.

In the side hall, the law enforcement elder Yan Taiming was already waiting, and he stepped forward and asked:
"Master, Xiao Wu has already arranged to enter the spirit pool?"

Such an important matter has naturally been discussed with the other elders, Hong Quancheng nodded:

"That's right, it's up to him to see how much good fortune soaking in the Lingquan can bring."

Yan Taiming also said with emotion:
"This kid broke the practice record in such a short period of time. It's outrageous to be a monster. I don't know if he can use this to touch the fifth blood exchange?"

Several of their elders were once extremely top-notch disciples in the sect, so naturally they had soaked in the Spirit Pond long ago, and knew exactly what was going on in it.

The spiritual spring contains unbelievable vitality and spiritual power, but not just anyone can bear it. If a person with a weak physique soaks in the spiritual spring for too long, his body will not be able to bear it.

But if one can fully endure the training of Lingquan, the benefits will definitely be of a completely new level, so that any dipper can obtain a foundation far beyond that of his peers.

Of course, only the first soaking of the Lingquan has the best effect, and the effect will be greatly reduced after that, otherwise the Lingquan would have been consumed by the high-level people like them.

"The fifth boy can only surprise people, and never disappoints. He should be very promising after five blood changes."

Hong Quancheng smiled:

"Elder Yan came to me, isn't it just to ask about this matter?"

"The door master's eyes are like torches."

Yan Taiming sighed:
"Hua Longfei has been imprisoned for several months. During this time, he often yells to see you. I don't think his condition is right, so..."

At the mention of this name, Hong Quancheng's face darkened slightly:
"He has refused to admit his mistakes until now, does he still have the face to see me?"

Yan Taiming is obviously not good at evaluating this matter, so he can only shake his head and say:
"If you make a mistake for a while, but you will regret it for the rest of your life, he must have never expected it. After all, you have been imprisoned for so long, and you may have repented. Has the sect master seen him?"

Hong Quancheng pondered for a while, and said:
"Got it, I'll be there in a while."

Yan Taiming didn't say much, then nodded and left.

Hong Quancheng sat in the grand teacher's chair in silence for a long time, then stood up, walked out of the hall, and walked in the direction of Heifeng Cave.

After a while, after passing the checkpoint of the disciple on duty, he stepped into the black wind cave where the strong wind was howling.

The cave was still dark, and there was a clatter of chains. Inside the steel prison, Hua Longfei, who was even thinner and gloomy, slowly raised his head and smiled:

"Master, you are here."

Seeing the most promising disciple in the past fell into this situation, Hong Quancheng's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable:
"You want to see me, but you know you're wrong?"

Hua Longfei was surprisingly calm:

"Master, if I say that I know and admit my mistakes, and I sincerely repent, would you give me a chance to let me go out to make amends?"

Hong Quancheng was silent for a while, and then said:

"Third brother, anyone who makes a mistake will have to pay the price, whether it is you or someone else. Murdering a fellow sect is taboo in any sect. As the master of the sect, it is even more impossible for me to bend the law for personal gain. What's the difference?"

Hua Longfei's eyes were mixed with distortion and madness, as well as an inexplicable resentment:

"So... you really intend to lock me up here for the rest of your life? Do you really have the heart to watch me be locked up to die?"

"of course not."

Hong Quancheng said slowly:

"Five years, I want you to spend five years concentrating on this Black Wind Cave. After five years, if the fifth child has no objection, you can regain your freedom."

"Five years?"

Hua Longfei was stunned and unbelievable at first, and then laughed wildly:
"Master, what does five years mean to a martial artist? Why don't you just kill me or abolish me?"

Deprived of his identity as a true disciple and imprisoned in the Black Wind Cave, he was also tortured with cold iron torture tools. The cultivation environment is extremely harsh. Any monk may lose his cultivation efficiency in five years and become useless.

Especially for a talented disciple like him, spending five years in this dark Black Wind Cave is like torture, how can he bear it?
Hearing Hua Longfei laugh so wildly, Hong Quancheng's eyes were cold:
"It seems that you said that you know your mistakes and admit your mistakes, and sincere repentance is not from the heart. If you strictly investigate your actions, your cultivation base should be completely abolished and you should be imprisoned for life. You are hopeless!"

The wild laughter gradually subsided, and Hua Longfei suddenly became calm:
"Master, you are right. I am indeed hopeless. I am ashamed of what you have taught me over the years. But you have imprisoned me for five years, but you still want to pave the way for Fifth Junior Brother, right?

With the talent of the fifth junior brother, it is very likely that he will catch up to or even surpass me in five years. At that time, he will replace me and become the pillar and even the successor of the sect. Is that so? "

Hong Quancheng stared at Hua Long Feiyin's crazy eyes, and said disappointedly and indifferently:

"That's right, I do have the plan to let the fifth child take over, but this idea was confirmed after you did such evil things. It is your own evil thoughts, self-destructive future, and even now you don't know how to repent! "

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to talk to Hua Longfei at all, and walked away coldly.

In the Black Wind Cave, the cold wind gusts, Hua Longfei remains motionless like a sculpture.

After a while, he twisted into a low laugh, and the flames of hatred and madness were burning in his eyes.

Time flies by.

Naturally ignorant of what was happening outside, Chen Xun was completely cut off from the outside world, and practiced silently in the spiritual spring of the cave.

It was quiet and empty here, except that Hong Quancheng personally delivered meals such as spiritual rice and animal meat every morning, without any interruptions.

There is almost no distinction between day and night in the cave, and he is completely immersed in it, almost forgetting the passage of time.

this day.

In the sub-pool, Chen Xun sat cross-legged with his bare upper body, his whole body was billowing with heat, forming a large expanse of white mist and steam spreading around, surrounded by clouds and mists, the scene was astonishing.

It can be seen that the water level of the sub-pool he is in and the main pool connected to the side have dropped by more than half, and the bottom of the pool can be seen faintly.

Especially the originally clear spring water in Zichi has become turbid, as if the spiritual power in it has been absorbed.

Naturally, it was caused by Fudo Akira's terrifying practice efficiency.

As for Chen Xun, after countless days and nights, the blood in his whole body is boiling at this moment, as if the blood flowing through his veins is not blood but magma.

The slight and dull flow of Qi and blood reverberated inside the body, like some kind of resonance, faintly exuding an extremely obscure, depressing and terrifying fluctuation.

This feeling is as if his body has become a restless volcano, which will erupt at any time and destroy everything around him!
And as time went by, the suppressed fluctuations in his body were fading little by little, as if he had forcibly restrained him into his body.

Then, Chen Xun slowly opened his eyes.

And in his eyes, there was a look of joy mixed with confusion.

Crackling!

Chen Xun stood up abruptly amidst the sound of bones colliding and rubbing like metal.

Blue veins protrude from his naked upper body, and the muscle fascia is full of explosive power at first glance, like dragons lurking on the surface of his body about to rush out. Every piece of perfect muscle is like casted by steel, showing a kind of vividness. The beauty of sheer violence.

boom--!
Chen Xun suddenly clenched his fists hard. Amid the sound of steel strings vibrating, the muscles on the surface of his body violently bulged and bounced. With a flick of his arm, white vortices of air waves visible to the naked eye suddenly exploded, stirring up the whole body. The air in the sky is constantly rippling like water waves!

Just a swing of the arm caused such an astonishing movement, what kind of terrifying power is this?

Chen Xun was surprised:

"How many times have I exchanged blood?"

After soaking for a long time, most of the pool's spiritual spring was absorbed, and he could vaguely feel that his body's endurance seemed to have reached its limit.

Correspondingly, the qi and blood in the body have undergone an unimaginable change. The quantity may not have changed much, but the quality is completely different from before!

During this period, the nature of his qi and blood has changed many times. If his qi and blood were as thick as mercury before, then now his qi and blood are materialized magma!

"One time, three times, five times, and six times of soaking in the Lingquan, the blood has changed a total of six times!"

Carefully recalling the nodes where the nature of qi and blood changed during this period, Chen Xun took a deep breath and thought in disbelief:

"If calculated according to this, I have changed blood nine times in total!?"

According to what Hong Quancheng said before, it is already rare in the world for the top and top-inherited Tianjiao disciples to be able to exchange blood five times, or even six times.

And his suspected nine blood changes can be called a fantasy.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not impossible. After all, he has [True Martial Body], and he also has the huge blessing of the purple luck of [Fudo Mingwang]. It is said in the luck that he is the reincarnated body of King Ming, who can break through The unprecedented nine blood changes seem to be a matter of course!
Boom.
Under the turmoil in his heart, the thick brass gate at the entrance of the cave was pushed open, and Hong Quancheng walked in, looking at Chen Xun, who had already left the spirit pool, with surprise in his eyes:
"Fifth, are you at your limit?"

"Yes Master."

Chen Xun bowed and saluted:
"How long have I been here?"

“good good”

Hong Quancheng didn't seem to feel distressed at all for the spirit pool that had consumed most of it, and looked at Chen Xun strangely:

"It's been more than two months since the first day you entered. How about it, have you been exposed to the fifth blood change?"

Chen Xun didn't know how to answer, so he could only hesitate:
"The disciple feels that during the soaking in the Lingquan, the blood has changed many times, and it seems that the blood has been changed more than five times."

"More than five times?"

Hearing this sentence, even Hong Quancheng was shocked:
"How many times was that?"

Nine blood changes are too bizarre, Chen Xun made a compromise: "In total, it might be the sixth time?"

"the sixth time?"

Even though he was well-informed, Hong Quancheng couldn't help being shocked: "Let me see!"

Naturally, Chen Xun would not refuse. He immediately took a deep breath, put on a posture, and punched like a dragon.

With his punching, the air exploded, and the hurricane swept away fiercely. What was even more astonishing was that even if he tried his best to control it, the billowing blood was still blowing out like a tropical storm, causing the surrounding temperature to soar a few points out of thin air. !

"This level of qi and blood!!!"

Hong Quancheng's eyes froze immediately.

(End of this chapter)