Chapter 196 - Advancement Retreat

"I greet seniors, this disciple feels that his cultivation has not yet reached the final stage, so he has not yet taken the spring of life water."

"Oh, so this time you came to the smith fire refining room, is it for refining weapons?" The white-clothed disciple was a little puzzled. Instead of trying to cultivate to improve his cultivation, he wanted to go to the smith fire refining room to refine weapons. This was incomprehensible.

"Well, the disciple has to refine a lot of things, and I also asked the two uncles to be accommodating."

"What's the matter, the nephew is now a disciple of Uncle Dongfang. If you want to use the refining room, you're more than welcome. However, we still have to collect the gold coins as usual."

"Of course, of course." Fei Hong smiled and took a cloth pocket from his waist, flipped it upside down, and handed the gold coins to the white-clothed disciple.

The white-clothed disciple took it for a while, with surprise in his eyes. "This is more gold than necessary. Is the nephew going to be inside..." 

Halfway through his question, he was stopped by another white-clothed disciple with his eyes: "Alright, let's take my nephew there. He can use the smith fire refining room at will."

Fei Hong thanked them, and followed the two of them into the Tongtian Hall, found a smith fire refining room in the corner. As the two uncles went away, he headed towards the room.

Looking at the burning ground fire in front of him, a flame also ignited in Fei Hong's chest. This time, he must succeed. Since he was a child, he had made up his mind to wake up his bloodline inheritance. This is his best chance.

Fei Hong checked all the items, and after confirming that they were correct, he sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and consumed the first drop of the spring of life.

The passage of this drop of life spring water was freezing cold, and his tongue was instantly numb. Entering the stomach down the throat, the whole body trembled with ice energy.

Fei Hong quickly harnessed his true energy, wrapping the spring of life in his body.

Within a fewminutes, it had changed. The translucent life spring water slowly turned into a transparent water-like liquid, and the temperature was gradually rising. After a while, Fei Hong felt that his body was hot.

Suddenly, this spring of life seemed to be crazy, turning into countless breaths, scattered in Fei Hong's chakras and meridians, constantly refining them.

But the aura was really strong, and Fei Hong soon felt that the chakras and meridians were a little daunted, and quickly harnessed the Dragon Fighting Palms, and his body suddenly soared. Dispersing his true qi, he quickly caught up with those breaths a little bit and wrap them, and gradually control them.

When he stabilized his mind, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation had broken through to the peak of the imperial realm.

He quicklly mastered the third stage of the Golden Heaven Art, but until a few days later, the spring of life was completely absorbed by Fei Hong, and his cultivation level still stayed at the peak stage of the Imperial Realm.

This made him a little annoyed, and he directly took the second drop of the spring of life.

This time, he found that the impact of the spring of life was even stronger, so he had to bite the tip of his tongue to increase his physical strength again.

Soon, with Fei Hong's control, the spring of life gradually developed his meridians and chakras, constantly rotating among the dantian, the chakras and the meridians, making his true qi to become stronger, gradually.

What made him desperate was that, after a few days, the second drop of the spring of life was used up, and his cultivation was still at the peak stage of the Imperial realm. And now, in his hands, there was only a drop of the fountain of life left. If this went on the same way, he was really not sure if he could successfully enter the earth realm.

He was no longer eager to take the last drop of the spring of life, but closes his eyes to adjust his breath, and uses the infuriating energy he has now to refine his meridians. In fact, he was thinking about where his problem was.

Too bad talent? He never denied this problem. The key point was that no matter how bad it was, he would not be able to reach the earth realm even after taking two drops of the spring of life.

That was the problem with his own cultivation method. He suddenly remembered whether he should use the second layer of Golden Heavenly Art? Or, the third layer?

To be on the safe side, he first tried the second-layer technique. It turned out to be useless. The current second-tier technique was already tasteless to him. The third layer of magic, the effect was also general. In this way, he could only try it with the fourth layer.

Thinking of this, Fei Hong took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and mastered the fourth layer of the Heavenly Art.

The true qi in the dantian swayed little by little with the meditation of the cultivation formula. Fei Hong held his breath and was very nervous.

Suddenly, the true energy in his dantian suddenly converged into a ball, slammed out, and quickly ran a circle in Fei Hong's meridians and around the chakras, and then it was divided into five parts, which came to his limbs and the top of his head, continuously rotating.

Fei Hong was very happy. This change meant that he might have made the right choice.

But what happened next made him completely stunned. These five groups of true qi disappeared one by one under his gaze. This made him extremely horrified, and he quickly searched for it, only to find that his body was empty, and there was no trace of true energy.

Could it be that this fourth layer was a method of dispersing energy? Fei Hong was about to collapse completely. Wouldn't his years of practice be in vain, and now he would become an ordinary person? 

In a hurry, he harnessed the Dragon Fighting Palms and thrust his palms upwards.

As expected, the Dragon Fighting Palms at this time could really only be regarded as an entry-level hand martial technique.. Fei Hong looked at his hands with a bitter face, wishing to smash this place with one palm strike.