Chapter 89 - Spirit Pill Retreat [I]

Under Fei Hong's gaze, the yellow light escaped from his body, turned into the original yellow bead, and flew onto the square table.

What is it going to do? Fei Hong stared at this thumb-sized bead, not knowing why. The bead swayed on the table, rolled to the side of the black diamond, emitting a little yellow light again, and circled the black diamond.

Fei Hong looked at the scene in front of him suspiciously. After half a cup of tea, Fei Hong could see the change clearly. The black diamond the size of a peanut grew slowly while being surrounded by yellow beads, and now it had become a thumb size.

"Huh? You still have the role of ore-making ore?" Fei Hong couldn't help being overjoyed. If this was the case, then it would be an extra life for himself.

Those rare ores, as long as he could get a little bit, he could use these yellow beads to facilitate their growth. But was it inexhaustible?

Fei Hong was no longer eager to retreat and cultivate when he thought of this, but watched the condition of the black diamond while adjusting his breath. Until the next morning, Fei Hong found that the black diamond had been grown to the size of a fist.

Fei Hong confirmed his guess and stopped caring about it. After some preparations, he opened the vial and took out a spiritual pill.

The whole body of this pill was pale yellow, with a clear white color, and it looked crystal clear and extremely attractive. Fei Hong didn't know the name of the medicine, but he only learned from Zhang Shi's friend that the medicine was true, and it could have a great effect on the people who cultivated the meridians and chakras through the realms.

That day, the young man surnamed Song told him to use it when the cultivation base encountered a bottleneck, and the peak stage of the embryonic was the first bottleneck encountered in the cultivation of the chakras and meridians. Thinking that Forge Hands, the three elders of the Sacred Sect, Cao Wang, Cao Huang, and Mu Shuang, had been cultivated for several years on the peak-stage of embryonic realm of the veins, before they could cross to the imperial realm. This was a bottleneck.

If there was no pill or other adventures, it was quite difficult to pass this hurdle. The several masters of the imperial realm of the cultivation that Fei Hong knew, such as the old demon of Tiangu, the head of the Sacred Sect, Zhang Baifa, including the elder He of the Tiangu in the Iron Prison of Sacred Sect, all were over sixty years old, only Baitang Mountain, the master of Lingbao Fort, was not more than fifty years old.

From this it could be seen how important the levels of the Embryonic Realm were to the practitioner.

Fei Hong pondered for a while, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and circulated the true energy in the upper and lower twenty veins for a few weeks, then opened his eyes again, put the spirit pill in his mouth, and swallowed it down.

It was not that he was not afraid that the spirit pill would make him go crazy, but he felt relieved that he had that yellow bead here.

As soon as that spirit pill entered his body, Fei Hong felt that it had disappeared in an instant. After a long time, he didn't see any changes. Fei Hong, who closed his eyes and waited, couldn't help but wonder, driving his Zhen Qi to search in his body. But after a few weeks, there was no clue.

Was it possible that this spirit pill was fake? Fei Hong couldn't help but feel a little anxious. When he was about to control the spiritual energy in his dantian again, the situation changed drastically.

Fei Hong wanted to move the zhenqi from the dantian, but found that there was nothing in the dantian, and the zhenqi was gone.

This made him feel terrified, hurriedly stabilized his mind, and explored his dantian again. At this moment, Fei Hong suddenly felt a breath of Ruowu from his upper and lower chakra, and slowly merged into his dantian.

Fei Hong was startled, and quickly led them into the dantian slowly, and he became happy in his heart. An hour later, Fei Hong began to sweat coldly on his forehead. This breath still continuously appeared in the meridians, but his dantian was a little bit overwhelmed at this moment.

This panacea was really not something ordinary people could eat. Fei Hong acted decisively, bit his tongue, the upper and lower chakra surged together, and then led the zhenqi in the dantian to refine the meridians.

Fei Hong didn't know that his method of practicing Qi while going in and out was a very dangerous but quite superb skill. It was just that Fei Hong had to send the arrow on the string now. If he didn't do this, he would have to wait for the meridians to burst and die.

It wasn't until the evening that the zhenqi slowly disappeared, but at this moment, Fei Hong's meridians were already full of the zhenqi that the aura turned into, and he was a little bit out of breath.

This required a little bit of refinement and cohesion. Fei Hong was already full of sweat at this moment, but he did not dare to delay a moment. Little by little he guided the true energy to flow through the meridians for several weeks, and then condensed into the dantian, and so on...

It took ten full days before Fei Hong condensed all the zhenqi into his dantian. At this time he was about to collapse. 

When the last trace of real energy entered the dantian, he shook his body and almost fell on the bamboo bed. He instantly stabilized his mind and entered into a state of tranquillity and breath adjustment.

In the evening, Fei Hong chose to go out first. It was not that he had finished the retreat, but that he was still a mortal at the moment.. If he hadn't had a body different from that of ordinary people, he would have died at different several critical moments.