leonardwarren Chapter 47 Attending the Banquet
Chapter 47 Attending the Banquet
Inside the training room.
In the corner by the window, under the stove, the coal fire was burning brightly, and a pot of iron sand and other miscellaneous items was emitting steaming heat.
On the other side, Uncle Zheng found some old medicine that was still in stock and added it to the iron pot.
"Young Master, you're all better now."
"This old servant will go and make some preparations first."
Upon seeing Feng Xiu enter, Zheng Bo cupped his hands in greeting and then took his leave.
Feng Xiu nodded, ignoring the scorching iron sand, and stretched out his hand to practice his Bone-Refining Claw technique in the iron bones.
With the idea of creating his own martial arts killing move in mind, Feng Xiu used external objects to hone his hands.
With each stir-fry, he used the method of circulating qi and blood in the dantian of the Overlord Fist to mobilize the qi and blood of his whole body, running it in the five-force method and surging it towards his palm.
The rough, abrasive feeling that had been in the bone gaps vanished instantly, and wisps of restless, violent blood and energy spread throughout both arms.
After an unknown amount of time, a light screen suddenly flashed in Feng Xiu's mind.
【Life: 20】
【Spirit: 7】
【Strength: 16】
[Agility: 9]
[Technique Record: None]
[Already included: Bone Refining Claw (Advanced Level, Strength +2, Health +3)]
【Wind Chaser Step (Slightly Proficient, Agility +2)】
[Synthesis: Not yet at the pinnacle (unavailable)]
【Ultimate Skill: Vajra Finger Blade】
[Martial Arts Killer Move: Vajra Bone-Breaking Technique]
Immediately afterwards, the sensation of blood and qi in the palm suddenly intensified, and the roughness and abrasion in the bone crevices instantly disappeared.
Strands of restless, violent blood energy spread throughout his arms.
Feng Xiu's heart changed. He focused his mind on his senses, his arm muscles tensed, and the blood and qi that had surged up from his dantian seemed to become even more solid.
It was as if it had solidified, as if it had been permanently frozen in time.
"Compression and explosion—this flow of Qi and blood is concentrated on the Yangchi and Quchi points of the three Yin meridians of the hand, but its circulation is somewhat sluggish?"
Suddenly, Feng Xiu remembered what he had told Geng before: to first urge his blood and qi upwards, and see where it went.
Then, blood gates are constructed at the corresponding acupoints, but this step is difficult. However, Feng Xiu came up with another idea.
"Using qi to form a lock and blood to weave it, we can learn from a spider web. First, use qi to lock the flow of blood, and then slowly fill it with blood until it becomes a blood-qi lock."
Immediately, Feng Xiu's mind raced, and he once again mobilized the Qi and blood in his arms to gather at the two core acupoints.
Suddenly, a heavy feeling came over me, as if my arms were being subjected to a tremendous force.
Feng Xiu slowly tried, and this step was not difficult. After the condensation was completed, the heavy feeling still did not dissipate.
"Four blood gates, which means that if I unleash my full power, the Vajra Bone-Shattering Technique can become even more powerful?"
Feng Xiu pondered for a moment, then reached out and touched the acupoints under the skin of his arms. His bronze skin appeared flat.
But with a slight press, it brings a soft yet firm sensation, like a balloon, or an air membrane.
Feng Xiu laughed. There was no need for any test; the terrifying impact of the blood and qi after the blood gate erupted was undeniable.
Adding to the moves, if facing Feng Shouzhuo's Dragon and Snake Seal move from yesterday.
He was confident he could subdue him with one arm!
"The concept of the Overlord Fist is taking shape, but... hiss~"
Before Feng Xiu's joy had faded, a higher-level martial arts variant based on his own transformation surfaced in his mind.
"The coagulation of blood and the gathering of strength, the convergence of blood into strength, the qualitative change of strength above blood and qi, can the blood gate and qi lock be regarded as a node of strength?"
"The more blood gates and qi locks there are, the more qi and blood energy can be stored?!"
"Essentially, it means dispersing impurities in one's own Qi and blood, so that one can perfectly achieve the state of cultivating both internal energy and physical strength without dispersing one's power?"
"I could try to create a qi lock at the heart, and use that as a connection point to construct other blood gates?"
If this approach works, then I can store up my internal energy before even reaching the Body Refinement Realm.
Once you truly break through the Blood Burning stage, one force from others can become three or five forces from yourself!
Feng Xiu's eyes gradually brightened, and he felt excited just thinking about it.
There is no such thing as an early or middle stage of the Burning Blood Force in martial arts, but in general, it is still judged in actual combat based on the quality of one's own force.
According to Xiang Geng, cultivating nine streams of energy is the limit of the Blood Burning Realm.
Because one's own total amount of Qi and blood is constantly being dispersed and compressed, in order to cultivate new strength.
As you move upwards, your skeletal structure will be the first to give out, and you'll accumulate more and more impurities in your blood and qi.
Whether his body could withstand it was not a concern for Feng Xiu.
At least, judging from the experiment just now, this approach is sound.
Xiang Geng advised Feng Xiu that the Overlord Fist technique could indeed make one a dominant force in the Body Refinement Realm. Once the blood gate that had been locking in Qi and blood was released in an instant, almost no one could stop it.
However, the Blood Gate will ultimately lead to poor blood circulation, especially after reaching the Blood Burning Realm.
If the body's Qi and blood do not circulate properly, and are blocked by the blood stagnation gate, impurities will inevitably accumulate over time.
Feng Xiu did indeed follow Xiang Geng's instructions, first refining his qi and blood to prepare for cultivating various types of strength in the future.
But little did Xiang Geng know that Feng Xiu was even more insane than he had imagined, directly constructing a blood barrier in his heart!
After all, the heart is the source of blood supply.
The blood flowing from the heart is the purest, having not yet circulated through the meridians, so there is no impurity involved.
Subsequently, when the seal is used to form other blood gates, it will also greatly reduce the problem of impurities.
Of course, this idea still doesn't completely solve the problem of accumulating Blood Burning Realm.
It simply eliminates the hidden danger that the Overlord Fist Blood Gate would accelerate the formation of accumulated impurities.
After calming down a bit, Feng Xiu continued to soak his hands in the medicinal liquid until it was fully absorbed.
Only then did he slowly come to an end.
"The Qi has reached the Guanyuan point, but it can still be calmed down." Feng Xiu muttered to himself.
Even now, he still has no intention of breaking through to the Blood Burning stage, even though his own blood energy has reached its peak.
With the idea of the Overlord Fist, one can use the surging blood and qi to fill the new blood gate and qi lock for cultivation.
"If that doesn't work, then abandon your foundation and rebuild your Qi and blood!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Feng Xiu's eyes. He had unlimited martial arts resources from his family and a safety net on his system.
He's not afraid of taking the wrong path; he can always start over.
He would be unwilling to accept that he could not achieve the desired results in martial arts!
Knock knock knock~
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Young Master, the formal attire is ready," said Uncle Zheng in his aged voice.
"Okay, coming right away."
Feng Xiu's thoughts cleared, and he got up, pushed open the door, and followed Zheng Bo into the bedroom.
At this moment, in the bedroom, a pretty maid is holding a brown wooden tray with a set of robes on it.
There were also three women attending him.
"Young master, this servant will attend to you," one of the maids said gently.
This Heyang banquet was organized by the younger generation of the Wu family, so their attire and appearance were naturally not to be taken lightly.
Feng Xiu opened his arms, and the maid behind him gently helped him put on a dark blue robe.
The robe was made of exquisite fabric, made of cloud brocade produced in Shu Prefecture, with flowing cloud patterns embroidered in the dark design. The collar and cuffs were slightly upturned and trimmed with a circle of light gold velvet.
The buckle on the rhinoceros horn belt was a piece of warm white jade. After putting on all the accessories, a full half-cup of tea had passed.
Afterwards, Uncle Zheng looked him up and down, his eyes showing considerable satisfaction.
He gestured for Feng Xiu to come to the full-length bronze mirror, "Young Master, take a look for yourself."
Feng Xiu looked up and paused slightly, staring at the reflection in the mirror.
Is this me?
He had a masculine face, handsome features, a straight back, and a deep, penetrating gaze beneath his brows, which seemed to exude a sharp and imposing aura.
The three maids beside him stared wide-eyed, their mouths slightly agape.
The eldest young master is usually either practicing martial arts or handling affairs, so they never have a chance to get close to him. But today, dressed up like this, he looks like he stepped out of a painting.
To be honest, Feng Xiu had never really paid much attention to his appearance, and even felt that he was a bit too rugged.
His height isn't a big deal, but his restrained, martial-like demeanor gives him a rather unique feel.
"Young Master, please put this on."
At this moment, Uncle Zheng smiled and nodded, then picked up a pair of exquisitely crafted black gloves from the table beside him.
"What is this?" Feng Xiu asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Young Master, Master Hei came last night, saying that this is what you had arranged for him to find."
Feng Xiu suddenly realized.
He had long forgotten about that conversation with Blackie in the bamboo forest.
Feng Xiu's arrangement was merely based on demonstrating his intention to cooperate with Hei Ye through a small matter; he had no intention of actually wanting the item.
This led to the subsequent development: after Blackie agreed, he immediately dropped a bombshell.
To be honest, given Hei Ye's attitude, Feng Xiu didn't dislike him that much.
Suppressing his emotions, Feng Xiu reached out and slipped his hand through the leather. It was soft and fit his palm perfectly, getting in the way at all.
On the back of the gloves, there were a few simple patterns embroidered with silver thread. I moved my fingers a little and was quite satisfied.
"Prepare the horses, let's go to the Wu family manor outside the city."