My Liver Experience in Reality

Chapter 110 A Different Transformation!
call!
In the vast mountains and forests, the cold wind blows past.

The early morning mist is mixed with this cold wind and sweeps through, shrouding the mountains, changing with the wind, without a fixed shape.

hiss~~
Qingsong, who had just left the room, was shaken by the wind, and couldn't help but gasped.

"It's already March. Why is it still so cold!"

A mouthful of cloudy white mist gushed out from his mouth and nose. He looked at the dark sky, his face was shocked by the cold air, and fine goose bumps appeared on his face.

Immediately, he shrank his neck and ran towards the Patriarch Hall.

In addition to the two old Taoists in the temple, there are seven or eight small Taoist priests left, and they are responsible for offering incense and cooking every day in rotation.

Today happened to be Qingsong's turn.

But he had just run a few steps when a whisper came from his ear:
"Sun Xin!"

He was taken aback by the familiar voice, and then stopped in his tracks.

"Xuanzi."

With a slight movement in his eyes, he had already turned around, but the dark sky behind him did not change at all, and there was no figure he expected.

After a while, when he was suspecting that he was hallucinating, the sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded on the platform under the exercise platform.

Immediately, the sound faded away, but he stared at the stone ladder without moving his eyes.

"What are you looking at!"

Just as he was concentrating on it, there was another voice in his ear, which made his breathing stagnate, and the hair on his neck stood on end, so startled that he was about to jump up.

In fact, his body had already jumped into the air, but a big hand on his shoulder pressed him back
"Guru~"

His throat moved, and he said tremblingly, "Old Zhang, can you stop being so scary!"

As soon as the stress reaction passed, he immediately understood who was behind him.

"Haha~"

Zhang Xuanchong withdrew his right hand on his shoulder, and said with a chuckle: "This is a retaliation, who told you to scare me before!"

Immediately, after glancing at the small Taoist temple, he changed his voice and asked casually, "Are you cooking again today?"

He has stayed here for a few days, so he naturally knows that there is no full-time cook here, except for the two old Taoist priests, the rest of them take turns on a daily basis.

"That's not!"

At this time, Qingsong also recovered from his strength, and urged him angrily: "You boy, I'm so scared to death!"

"Haha, don't mention this, don't mention this!"

A smile flashed in Zhang Xuanchong's eyes, and he said with a smile: "You cook first, I'll go out for a stroll, and when your master wakes up, tell him for me that I'm going to stay here for a while."

"No problem, you can stay as long as you want!"

Qingsong nodded, he knew the attitude of master and uncle towards Zhang Xuanchong, that is, the two veterans are not here now, otherwise he would never dare to talk to him like this, otherwise
Seeing his response, Zhang Xuanchong's body drifted away, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

But the former, after lowering his head for a few moments, raised his head and was about to say something when he saw that he was not where he was, so he couldn't help being startled.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and murmured: "This is really a fairy."

Shaking his head, he headed towards the Patriarch Hall again, but he couldn't delay it, and it would be too late.

in the forest.

Zhang Xuanchong walked unhurriedly among them, while the black horse was thrown into the audience by him.

He touched the ground lightly with his feet, and walked forward for more than a hundred meters, but even so, the denser treetops in front of him never touched him at all.

Passing all the way, there is no trace left in the forest.

In less than 10 minutes, his body suddenly stopped, and he stopped in front of an open space without the slightest plant growth.

On this open space, there are only a few dead leaves remaining, and there is no trace of plant growth.

Zhang Xuanchong glanced at the open space, and put down the things he was carrying in his hands, a knife of straw paper, and a bottle of white wine, there were only these two things, and the straw paper was cut.

"Old man, just make it up."

With a flip of his palm, the straw paper that fell on the open space was instantly ignited, emitting a scorching fire, illuminating a few meters around.

However, unlike ordinary people's perception, the papyrus only burned where it fell, and it didn't mean to spread around at all, as if it had been painted on the ground as a prison.

Immediately, he opened the baijiu, the aroma of the wine wafted, and he poured half of the bottle of wine on the ground.

The rest went into his mouth, but,

"Grass! Unfortunately, this wine has changed its taste."

Smacking his lips, Zhang Xuanchong swallowed the last sip of wine, and after spitting out the smell of alcohol, he was a little disappointed.

It has only been four years, and the taste of this wine has changed. If it takes 40 years, 400 years, I will know what the world will be like that day
call!
After the breath of wine was exhaled, the flames on the ground had disappeared, but there were still sparks in the ashes of the paper. Therefore, Zhang Xuanchong did not move and stood still in the middle.

When the sky is getting brighter.

Qingsong, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the door being pushed open, and subconsciously looked over, but it was Shouyang old man who entered the back kitchen.

The old Taoist walked to the place where the fire was burning, gathered the firewood in the stove, and then asked himself:
"Qingsong, that horse in the yard, is it?"

There was a slight pause in his tone, he really didn't know how to describe the big black horse.

Saying it's not a horse, I'm sorry for its appearance, saying it's a horse, but I'm sorry for his cognition, so after he pondered for a while, he decided it was a horse.

"Master, that horse belongs to Master Zhang!"

"Ok?"

The old man raised his head suddenly, stood up and looked at the busy figure in front of the counter, wondering for a while whether he had tinnitus.

"Who are you talking about?"

Qingsong had expected it a long time ago, so he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "Zhang Xuanchong, that is what you call Heavenly Master Zhang, Grand Master Zhang!"

"Where is he?!"

The old Taoist Shouyang trembled, hurriedly walked to Qingsong, and asked urgently.

This time he could hear clearly, but it was precisely because of this that his mood was agitated, and he couldn't help but abandon his usual meditation practice.

Qingsong didn't read the joke, because he understood what the old Taoist thought, and even, if Zhang Xuanchong hadn't mentioned it, he couldn't help but ask him for the Tao.

It's just that he didn't want to ruin this friendship, so he held back.

Therefore, he comforted him calmly: "Master, don't worry, he will stay with us for a while."

"However, you still don't have too much hope, you must know, you can't force it!"

Seeing his apprentice shaking his head to comfort him, the old Taoist's complexion trembled, and he wanted to hit him, but he was easily dodged by the former.

"Good boy, hurry up and cook!"

"Hey, good!"

The old man returned to the stove and continued to gather firewood, but, looking at the blazing flames in the stove hole, the expression on his golden-red face that was reflected could not stop changing.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly to suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind, and stopped thinking about them.

Even if he can't teach, he really doesn't know how to ask him for advice, even if he has something to say first, he will teach him the law, but he... time is running out.
Not knowing what the old man thought of, he sighed silently in front of the stove.

Time passed quietly.

Everyone in the audience got up and saw the big black horse in the front yard.

During the morning exercise, there are many people who only focus on the black horse.

But when Shouyang came out from the back kitchen and saw this scene, he couldn't help scolding a few words, which made everyone calm down and concentrate on morning exercises.

inside the room.

Shouyang and Shoujing sat cross-legged facing each other.

"Which horse is it?"

"That's Zhang Xuanchong's horse"

On the highest mountain near the Taoist temple.

Zhang Xuanchong sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, the cold wind in front of him didn't disappear for a moment, and all of them were blowing towards him, but they didn't even blow the two strands of hair on his forehead.

At this moment, his eyes seem to be closed but not closed, between the viscera, Qi and blood are boiling up at the limit of bursting, rushing towards the five viscera, the latter is not afraid of those who come, and can only go in and out.

The blood in the bloody film also moved in unison, rushing towards his body, turning into qi and blood to make up for the gaps swallowed by the five internal organs.

And although the qi and blood in other places are not boiling, they are much stronger than before, and they are all nourishing the physical body.

In this state, his "God" exudes a shining light, and the range of changes in the subtle and undetectable spiritual world has never been reduced.

Under his gaze, the world on that side continued to spread to the surroundings, becoming wider and thicker, and everything in it was Zhang Xuanchong's cognition of the outside world, and then according to the visualization in the "Spirit Refining Method", The law visualizes it.

This continent was imitated by Zhu Xia. On that day, the scenery he saw when he traveled all over Zhu Xia was imperceptibly remembered in his heart, and he visualized it speciously.

But to fill in the subtleties, he still has to supplement the material, just like the action on the night of New Year's Eve.

And in the middle of the continent, in the plain that has never changed.

The movement of that figure did not stop for a moment. Watching its movement, I felt the uninterrupted perception of boxing in my heart.

Zhang Xuanchong's eyes flickered slightly, and then the qi and blood in his body burst and boiled even more, and the turbulent momentum was more than three points before, and the five temples were watered by it, and the whole body shone like a ruby.
In front of the oven in the temple, there seemed to be a little bit of blood in the dense qi, adding another color to the monochrome.

However, there were sudden changes in the spiritual world, and as soon as he thought about it, in his gaze, a skeleton that looked like gold but not gold, copper but not copper began to slowly emerge.
Then, tendon, dirty, marrow clothes also emerged one by one on the skeleton.

Until I don't know how long it has passed, another 'Zhang Xuanchong' appeared in front of him. As soon as he moved his mind, a trace of divine power poured into him, and he was divided into three uses.

Immediately, the two looked at each other, and the sense of wonder reappeared.

Then the second Zhang Xuanchong also fell into the world, and began to use the attacking technique in the 'Xingyiquan'.

In an instant, a perception that was very different from boxing emerged in his mind.

"good."

Looking at the two figures who were tirelessly practicing martial arts and practicing boxing skills, Henry Zhang had a smile on his face.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the already dark sky, but his body didn't move a bit.

However, even though he opened his eyes, the movements in his body did not stop, the visualization, the martial arts practice, even the blood did not calm down.

At the foot of the mountain is the Taoist temple.

When he lowered his gaze, he could see the small temple where the smoke from the kitchen was rising. From such a close distance, he could know everything in the temple.

Including, this morning, the conversation between the old Taoist Shouyang and Qingsong, and the two old Taoists talking about him.

"Life is short."

Thinking of the dialogue between Shouyang and Shoujing, Zhang Xuanchong's eyes flickered.

He has to pick up speed.

At the very least, the 'Spirit Refining Method' needs to be further advanced, and that spiritual world may be able to accommodate spirits or souls other than him for a long time.

He had already discovered this point in the old man Shi San.

Based on the situation at that time, even if he didn't destroy Shi San's spirit, the other party could only stay in it for three to five days at most.

Once the timeout expires, if he doesn't make a move, the latter's spiritual will will be wiped out by the world.

In this case, it's really not suitable for him to let people in.

Because, he brought people in because he wanted people to create feasible 'qi training methods' for him, and even other things, rather than wanting these people to add unnecessary pressure to him.

In terms of creativity, he never felt that he could match the sparks of many people, especially those who have been seasoned.

These people have spent their entire lives on Taoism. If he shakes out the principles of qi training, and then breaks the threshold of their qi training, it is impossible to guarantee what they can create.

He then combined it with a panel, he didn't believe it was impossible to "refine the false into the real" and produce a method comparable to the two methods of "refining the essence" and "refining the gods".

However, he won't do this in reality.

Although the real life is very sad, it will not be more difficult than the previous tens or hundreds of years.

The so-called Dharma is not passed on to the six ears, if it gets out of others, it can enter the third and fourth pairs of ears.

If he spread the Dharma wantonly, what would happen to Baobuqi, a fairly harmonious society?

And that scene was something Zhang Xuanchong never wanted to see.

Say one thousand, say ten thousand, call him narrow-minded, call him selfish, if there is no accident, he will not pass on even a little bit of transcendental attributes.

After a long time, Zhang Xuanchong closed his eyes again, concentrating on that spiritual world.

With a slight movement in his mind, he recalled everything about the Wudang Mountains he had been to. He randomly selected a forest and began to carve it.

He wants to build that large Taoist temple as a place for those who are about to come in. In addition, there are various Taoist scriptures, which he also wants to build.
And even at this time, the speed of this continent's expansion has not stopped.

Ten days passed in a flash, and Zhang Xuanchong sat on the top of the mountain for ten days.

During this period of time, he put all his energy into practicing the 'Spirit Refining Method'.

However, the proficiency required for its promotion is too much, even if he is working on his proficiency day and night, it is still a short distance from its promotion.

But he was pleasantly surprised.

Zhang Xuanchong's eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, but his consciousness fell into the figure practicing boxing in that world.

"Bao Dan!"

Feeling the energy of light and darkness in this body that seemed to be no different from his own, there was not much change on his face.

With his godly control over the body, even if he only practiced this boxing technique, the speed at which he tempered the body was unimaginable to outsiders.

Although this world was conceived by him, if the spirit is in it, it is real, so even this body conceived by him can become stronger.

After looking up at the two big suns hanging high in the sky, he took a deep breath and thought about the so-called secrets of Baodan in that book.

"Spirit, energy and spirit are perfect and round. For him, there are only these three, but for me, it is more than that. What I have is much more than him!"

"Qi and blood, spirit, strength, fist and even Qi that does not exist in the body"

"Baodan, sit on the cross."

All kinds of thoughts turned in his mind, Zhang Xuanchong closed his eyes suddenly, his body shape changed immediately, a strange air was put on, and his mind was suddenly empty.

This body, he has developed to the current peak with the help of boxing, with bright muscles and bones, dark muscles and bones, and dirty skin, strong physical strength, and blood and blood are far stronger than anyone he has ever seen.

At least, he could feel the turbulent Qi and blood in his body.

With his divine will, he can 100% control everything in this body, so when he thinks about it, all the things he is staring at, such as energy, blood, strength, etc., all go to the same position.

That position is three inches below the navel, where the lower dantian is.

Also, in his physical body, where the 'crystallization' of maternal qi is located.

"The national art of Baodan is the pursuit of the ultimate explosion, and only through extreme concentration can the ultimate explosion be achieved!

It is precisely because of this that the bodies of these masters cannot bear the explosion of 'Dan'! "

"So. The next step is to gather!"

Looking inside his body, he 'seeed' all kinds of things gathered in the dantian, and his spirit also gathered towards it, and then...
puff~~
A muffled sound came from this body, and Zhang Xuanchong, who was still sitting on a straddle, trembled all over, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

Immediately afterwards, his body was powerless and collapsed backwards.

"Sure enough. This road is very difficult to walk!"

Whispering sounds came from his mouth, the sharp pain from his lower abdomen, and the blood spilling from his mouth and nose like a faucet didn't affect him at all.

At this moment, he was just summing up the mistakes and gains and losses just now. Although he failed, he managed to get a glimpse of something.

"Baodan. Exchange Blood"

The next moment, before he lay down, the two big suns in the sky seemed to produce a wave of fluctuations. At the same time, as if turning back time, his body returned to its previous appearance.

Everything came back to the time when he hadn't held the pill yet, and he wasn't surprised at all about this, but just set up that air again.
Looking at the scene of failure below, Zhang Xuanchong was not surprised at all. In the final analysis, he is equivalent to creating great luck and taking his life to win again. However, he has countless orders for this life.

second time, third time, fourth time
Every time he failed, it didn't affect him in the slightest, but his death was extremely miserable, his lower abdomen exploded, his internal organs exploded, his spine was broken, his internal hemorrhage, etc., within a short period of time, he died dozens or hundreds of times.

"I'm a little curious, how did this national art of Baodan appear."

As his thoughts turned, he separated a sliver of his thoughts and fell into the figure below.

When Zhang Xuanchong was suffering from pain on the top of the mountain, on the other side, the device he asked to build also had a clue.

In a certain place in Zhuxia, there is a dam with air leaks from all sides, and only the top has a cover.

Ye Ming frowned and looked at the device in front of him that he couldn't understand, and asked someone, "Is this done?"

This is related to Zhang Xuanchong's satisfaction, and he can't make any mistakes.

"Leader Ye, this is only a core component, and it will take some time before it is officially completed."

"According to your requirements, the power required by this device is beyond imagination, so we chose this place to build it."

"But how do I look at it? It looks a little crude"

Ye Ming nodded half-understood, stroked his chin and saw the core device in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel his heart move slightly.

The man smiled helplessly and explained: "Actually, the simpler the better, once this device is in operation, the more delicate the components inside, the easier it will be damaged, because the energy is too great."

After listening to him, Ye Ming didn't ask any more. He didn't understand these things, but this thing must be built, otherwise, he didn't mind taking these people who spent a lot of money.

Immediately, he nodded and said: "If possible, speed up the progress, but the quality must be guaranteed. After it is running, the power delivered will be better!"

"We will do our best!"

Seeing him running forward, Ye Ming didn't stop pestering him either.

Immediately, he walked out, took out his mobile phone on the way, and dialed the number casually:
"Mr. Wu, load the pills in the factory, this time it's not 200 million, but all the pills, including the two pills you developed!"

After talking to the person on the phone, he took a deep breath, called Wang Shan again, and asked about his boxing progress.

Although the latter still can't confide directly, he will also know his realm, so Ye Ming still knows his realm through Wang Shan's answer on the sidelines.

After half a ring, hang up the phone.

There was thought in his eyes, "Could it be that Wang Shan is a boxing genius?!"

Now there are thousands of people in the army practicing boxing, but there are only a few dozen people who have really practiced martial arts, and these are the people who have read the cheat book.

Even, among the 99 people, there are still some who are circling in front of Ming Jin.

And Wang Shan was about to touch Anjin's door, the gap
Involuntarily, Ye Ming missed Zhang Xuanchong a little bit. In his opinion, rather than saying that Wang Shan is a genius, it might be better to say that he was taught by the latter.

"Yes, why can't you invite him to teach boxing!"

But then his eyes lit up, and the idea of ​​inviting Zhang Xuanchong suddenly appeared in his heart, and once he was born, he couldn't stop churning wantonly in his heart, making him very itchy.

However, there is another question before him, that is, why should he invite Zhang Xuanchong!

After several contacts, Ye Ming has his own views on the latter. Zhang Xuanchong never owes favors. In other words, he has a purpose in doing things and seeks benefits. For profit! '

From the establishment of the pharmaceutical refinery, to asking them to search for the three types of martial arts exercises of "Jing Qi Shen", and then to the affairs of Myanmar, everything is like this.

"So... is there anything he can watch now, can he still watch those martial arts?!!"

Ye Ming sighed suddenly, but the thought that just came up was not as vivid as before.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and completely walked out of the heavily guarded place.

on top of the mountain.

Zhang Xuanchong closed his eyes tightly.

In the spiritual world, he looked at the "self" below who had died thousands of times, and finally there was a hint of impatience on his face.

Although Baodan did not hinder his construction of this continent, it has hindered him for too long, and he will end in person!

As soon as he moved his mind, the construction of the continent stopped immediately, and the two rounds of golden sun in the sky dimmed for a moment, and then returned to their original state, but it was different from before and lacked spirit.

At the same time, the figure on the other side, who was practicing his killing skills, also stopped moving.

On the huge plain, the figure closed and opened his eyes, and endless light burst out from within, although every time he was seriously injured or died as the end.

But his perception of Baodan has not stopped, the lower dantian is confused, but there are not many places suitable for Baodan.

After nearly ten thousand attempts, he still has some experience.

As he reads, the qi and blood power will gather in an instant and gather towards the dantian, and his huge spirit will also flow into the dantian along with it, enveloping the qi and blood power, heart, mind and fist will condense into a ball
"The tighter the pressure, the fiercer the explosion! My body can withstand no matter how strong the explosion is!"

His heart swelled, and his spirit burst out suddenly, and he pressed hard, crushing the thing wrapped by him into a 'singularity'!
"Uh, this is it?"

He has a strong mind, even though he is holding pills, he still has a clear grasp of all the conditions of this body.

He saw that the moment the 'singularity' appeared, many 'doors' seemed to be opened in this body, and he knew his body best.

He had never thought about their existence before, or in other words, he had never put his mind on it.

While his thoughts were turning, he maintained the posture of sitting on the cross, but relaxed the pressure on the blood, and instead relied on his strong control over the blood to divide it into the number corresponding to the door, and went straight to the door. pour it!

In an instant, he only felt that this body was slowly growing at a speed visible to his naked eyes, and his strength was also slowly increasing.

And during this process, the bones in his body trembled and rubbed involuntarily, and a wave of force lingered around the bones, stimulating them to become harder and stronger.

Under the stimulation of this force, the medulla inside it seems to be undergoing transformation, making the blood flowing through the body become more clear and viscous, as if it is changing blood
"Interesting. Is this the mystery behind Baodan?"

"Light and dark strength rely on boxing to train the body. After spreading the strength all over the body, you can try Baodan. After that, use Qi and blood to supplement the spirit to stimulate the body to transform again."

"Although the growth rate is extremely slow, the body is actually strengthening. If it lasts long enough, or if the amount of energy and blood is sufficient, it will be an unprecedented transformation for the body!"

Zhang Xuanchong stopped his movements, and after leaving a trace of spirit to continue, he returned to his body and began to observe the situation in his body.

"If I use this extremely powerful body to hold pills, is it possible to increase my physical strength?"

Unsurprisingly, he failed to discover those portals, but he was not disappointed at all, on the contrary, he had the idea of ​​holding pills again.

Although his body is strong enough, his energy and blood strength is also sufficient, and with the supplement of blood source, it can be said to be inexhaustible.

In this case, if he can strengthen it, then there is no way to do it.

But this is only secondary, he is more interested in those sects than this slow growth, and he can't find it with his divine will at this time, so there is a big problem!
"The only difference between holding pills and not holding pills is"

His spirit roamed unscrupulously in his body, and at the same time he was thinking about the difference.

"This is?"

But at this moment, he was staring at a certain part of his body, looking at the place he was observing with all his strength, his heart couldn't help but fluctuate for a moment.

(End of this chapter)