C18 Blood Qi Rushing into the Body

Zhao Tianle brought a few Zhao Family clansmen with a book in hand. According to the records inside, he meticulously placed the medicinal ingredients into the cauldron one by one.

Qi Condensation Powder was a low-rank yellow-rank Pill. Its rank was very low, and normal small clans would be able to handle it. Of course, if there was the Goatee Manager Zhang watching over them, the whole process would have been much easier, but it was a pity that he was chased away by Zhao Tianle, and he could only personally go up to fight.

At the top of the stairs stood a middle-aged man in black clothes. He had a square nose and a dignified appearance. His tall body exuded an indescribable power, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

This person was Ye Feng's father's sworn younger brother, who was also the Manor Lord Zhao Dapeng. His cultivation had reached the last stage of the Warrior Realm — — Clear Heart Stage.

"Tianle, this time we've collected a lot of rare herbs. I'm sure the Qi Condensation Powder will be very effective. You did well!" Looking at the list of ingredients, Zhao Dapeng nodded his head in satisfaction.

Zhao Tianle walked up quickly, flattering him: "This is related to young master's cultivation, how can this lowly one dare to slack off. Young Master only needs to consume the Qi Condensation Powder and can break through from the fourth level of Blood Exchange Stage to the fifth level.

"You're quite considerate, but if you want to pass the Flying Cloud Sect Assessment, the cultivation of the fifth level Qi Transformation Stage is still too weak." Closing the list, Zhao Dapeng gently shook his head.

The cultivation talent of Zhao Lun's five Martial Vein was much stronger than Zhao Dapeng's, but how could they leave them in such a remote place like the Zhao Family Manor, if they wanted to rise to prominence?

He had to join a sect.

One month later, one of the three great first-grade sects of the county, the "Flying Cloud Sect", would open its doors to accept disciples. It was said that five spots would be accepted in the Bali City this time around. If the three families combined, there were more than a dozen disciples of appropriate ages who had reached the "Qi Transformation Stage" cultivation level. Zhao Lun wanted to stand out amongst this group of Son of Aristocratic Family s, with his current cultivation level, it was far from enough.

But on Zhao Dapeng's face, there was not much worry, obviously he had a plan.

"Watch closely. Once the Pill is successfully cooked, send it in immediately. The faster you consume this' Qi Condensation Powder ', the stronger its effects are. If you keep it for too long, the medicinal effects will dissipate." It would take an entire night to refine and it had only just started. Zhao Dapeng cautiously warned him after taking a look at the hot pot that was overflowing with steam.

"Don't worry Manor Lord, this lowly one will definitely not bat an eye and will definitely settle this matter properly for Manor Lord." Zhao Tianle patted his chest as he promised his.

When Li'er becomes a Flying Cloud Sect disciple, my Zhao Family's reputation will definitely shake the entire Bali City. When that time comes, even if we are able to soar into the skies, perhaps we will even be able to become a part of the Fourth Family of the Bali City. " As he said till here, Zhao Dapeng's expression suddenly turned stern, his tone filled with killing intent, "However, letting Li'er enter the Qi Transformation Stage as soon as possible is the key. Whoever breaks this, will have their head drop to the ground!"

"Yes, yes, yes …" Zhao Tianle twisted his fat body and couldn't help but shiver.

Only then did the Manor Lord nod his head majestically, and turn to push open the side door.

Zhao Lun was meditating in this room. To Zhao Lun, stepping into the "Qi Transformation Stage" was the most important matter at hand, and he needed to step into this step before he was qualified to compete with the Son of Aristocratic Family s of the county …

"..."

While the Zhao Family compound was in the middle of its heated medicinal refining exercise, Ye Feng had already returned to the Great Black Forest.

At this moment, the skin on his face, including his body, was dark red like blood. Above his head, a faint red blood aura surged. From afar, it seemed to be emitting roiling heat.

This was a sign of "Blood Essence and wolf smoke" that would only appear when one cultivated until the fourth level of the Warrior's Blood Exchange Stage.

The blood in his body was on the verge of boiling, flowing crazily through his meridians, causing Ye Feng to have the feeling that his entire body was about to explode.

The change in blood was not as simple as expected. In this process, the blood turned into a Blood Essence, overflowing with energy, the blood energy instantly became many times stronger. If he could not control his body, there was a real danger of his body exploding.

After all, Ye Feng had not cultivated the martial way for a long time, and although his strength was strong, his physique had not reached the required level, causing him to encounter trouble during his cultivation for the first time.

He had to release the excess energy. After taking a deep breath, Ye Feng stood up.

Cluck, cluck …

His bones issued a crisp sound as they burst forth with an unsuppressible aura. It seemed as if he could not bear the pressure and was about to break apart.

Taking a few steps forward, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and punched towards a small tree that was as thick as a bowl.

The small tree shook non-stop, and leaves flew everywhere.

With another two kicks, he kicked the ground, causing a rock to fly up.

However, Ye Feng was still not satisfied with this result. He felt that the amount of energy consumed was far less than the amount he could convert. If he dragged things out a little longer, his body would not be able to take it anymore.

What should he do?

As his mind frantically spun, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Gritting his teeth, the "Hundred Beast King Fist", which was said to be a profound rank martial skill, appeared in his hands. Ye Feng quickly flipped to the first page.

It showed only a figure with its left leg stretched forward and its right knee bent, its body leaning forward, its back arched, its hands raised one behind the other on either side of its head, curved like a bull's horn.

First move of the Hundred Beast King Fist: "Barbarian Cow Subdue".

After doing it according to the diagram, Ye Feng immediately felt that his body was being pulled until it was in pain, but the blood flowing in his body seemed to have received a cushion, removing a large amount of the explosive feeling.

Useful!

He was slightly happy in his heart as he endured the pain. After holding his breath for a few breaths, he punched out twice from the top of his head.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the pine tree in front of him that was as thick as a human leg broke into pieces.

Ye Feng was shocked.

This explosive force was more than twice as strong as before. Could it be that this martial skill really belonged to the Xuan level? No wonder the Unruly Girl said that she did not have the ability to cultivate and display it.

However, this was not the time to think about such things. After stretching for a bit, he withdrew his fist and practiced again.

The first technique was' Raging Bull Subduing '.

The second move was' Black Turtle Pull the Mountain '.

The third move: "Old Bear, hug your waist."

There were a total of twelve moves recorded in the book. Only, after finishing the first three moves, and using the fourth move, "Flying Crane Spreading Wings", Ye Feng was unable to create the mysterious image of the person in the painting no matter what.

It seemed that he had yet to reach this realm.

Ye Feng did not try to force it, he had originally cultivated a martial skill to consume the excess blood energy in his body, but at the moment, his body no longer felt the feeling of swelling and cracking, his objective could be considered to have been achieved.

He repeatedly practiced the first three moves, practicing who knows how many times. The muscles, bones, and bones throughout his body were growing strong like seedlings that had been watered by the spring rain.