Chapter 105

Concentrate and temporarily abandon the inner joy and impulse. Wang Chen carefully controls the circulation of true Qi in the Dantian.

After a long time, when the fluctuation of external vitality stopped and everything returned to normal, a trace of tension appeared on Ling Zhan's face.

Looking at Wang Chen sitting quietly in the barrel, he was anxious, but he didn't dare to disturb him.

In the barrel, at this time, the water color has gradually restored Qingming, and the only water component of the cold pool is slowly absorbed by Wang Chen. These energy will be the key to strengthen the body finally.

At this moment, Wang Chen can clearly feel the majestic Zhenyuan force in his body.

If we say that the true yuan force of the martial artist in the training stage is like a trickle, flowing in every meridians. Now, as the lower Dantian is opened up, the Zhenyuan force in the body is like a river, and finally flows into the Dantian! Dantian is like a pond, storing all the energy.

Once we need to use Zhenyuan force, we will take Dantian as the center and Zhenyuan force will flourish.

All Zhenyuan forces in the body gathered in the Dantian, enjoying this new world and gradually calmed down. At this time, Wang Chen hurriedly controlled Zhenyuan force to run again towards the meridians of the whole body with a little tension.

This time, the operation is different from usual. The majestic Zhenyuan force rushes out without stopping, just like ten thousand horses rushing, vast and incomparable.

In the past, the width of the meridians was intolerable, and now the majestic Zhenyuan force. Suddenly, the meridians began to tear, as if they could collapse at any time.

This is the key link to expand meridians! It is extremely dangerous to expand the meridians with the help of Zhenyuan force. A little carelessness may tear the meridians and lead to serious consequences.

Where the true Yuan Li passed, there was a burning pain. Then, the energy of the bell lotion that had been prepared in the body was like the spring breeze, which quickly brushed the scar and made up for the cracks. Bring a warm comfort.

In the repeated suffering, Wang Chen clenched his teeth and washed his meridians again and again. With the end of each week, the energy will expand by one point, and the Zhenyuan force will be pure by one point!

The pain invaded every cell of the whole body, made Wang Chen numb, and his body trembled constantly. Outside, the final energy of the cold pool water also rapidly enters the body along the pores, and begins to strengthen the cells with the cold energy originally poured into the body.

Three pronged approach, when Wang Chen's spirit was strong, he seemed to be a little out of support, clenching his teeth and constantly insisting.

After 36 weeks, he could clearly feel that the meridians were more spacious than before. I don't know how much. At this time, it was also the first difficulty. With stubborn faith, Wang Chen insisted on the past.

Ordinary people almost stay at this level and can't continue. Even many people can't stick to 36 weeks, but Wang Chen still sticks to it.

I don't know how long it took. Seventy two Sundays had been completed. Wang Chen was pale and sweating.

The water temperature in the barrel has returned to normal, which is no different from ordinary water. If you insist, there is more sweat from Wang Chen in the water.

At this time, Wang Chen's meridian bearing capacity seems to have reached the extreme. The energy of the red emulsion in the body is also consumed by 7788, and the rate of repair is slowing down. The pain begins to dominate every nerve.

On the 72nd day of the week, we can expand our meridians for 72 cycles after breaking through Zhenwu. There are few people in the whole continent, except those peerless geniuses!

Wang Chen, who knew nothing about these, still insisted. Such achievements could not move him.

In the twinkling of an eye, the eighty-one week was over, and Wang Chen's meridians seemed to be burning, burning and tearing. Every pore began to overflow a little black blood at this time!

This is the toxin and residue sent by his body and meridians after repeated quenching.

There are few martial artists who have reached this level, even in the original Ling war.

Eighty one Sunday, such achievements have been included in the evaluation of heaven on the mainland.

Of course, all this is what Wang Chen doesn't know. He is still struggling. After knowing this opportunity, as long as there is a trace of spirit, he won't give up.

Ninety days, ninety-nine days, one hundred and eight days!

At the next moment, Wang Chen Ran in his body for 108 weeks with Zhenyuan force, and also expanded 108 meridians. He finally came to the critical point!

Until this time, he could feel the arrival of the critical point of the body. It seemed that if the Yuan Yuan Li exerting a little more effort, the whole body would collapse. At the same time, the energy of the bell lotion was also lost in the constant repair. At this moment, his veins were dissatisfied with all the cracks and dangerous.

Although he still wanted to continue, he had just mentioned Zhenyuan power, and Wang Chen felt the sound of breaking meridians, which scared him to stop practicing!

"No, I can only come here!" Wang Chen couldn't help sighing.

Every cell of the body is wailing, so Wang Chen can only stop here and give up disappointed.

One hundred and eight Sundays, I don't know whether this score has passed or not. Thinking of Ling Zhan's expectations for himself, Wang Chen has some losses.

Long spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, he slowly opened his eyes.

In the barrel, the water temperature has become warm, with a little heat! Very different from the cold before.

"Boy, how!" seeing Wang Chen open his eyes, Ling Zhan asked nervously, with some expectation. At this moment, he was like an anxious child, nervous.

"Only 108 Sundays!" hearing Ling Zhan's words, Wang Chen flashed a trace of shame and whispered.

"What? How many Sundays!" Wang Chen's voice was very small, but Ling Zhan still heard it!

The next moment, his face changed greatly, rushed to Wang Chen's face and asked again anxiously.

"Only one hundred and eight Sunday, I can't keep up. All the energy of the bell cream is used up, and I can't go on!" with a look of glances and a look of guilt, Wang Chen looked down at the battle.

Wang Chen's face was full of loss. Ling Zhan's expression seemed to be surprised at the result in his eyes. Perhaps this result could only be said to be very bad in Ling Zhan's eyes.

"108 Sundays!" he raised his voice, and Ling Zhan asked again.

"Well! Let you down!" Wang Chen said sorry.

"One hundred and eight weeks, my God! You......" after confirming the result, Ling Zhan was speechless, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and rolled his eyes!

The warrior's own head and soul began to tremble slightly: "it's 108 weeks, 108 weeks. I didn't hear wrong. It's true!"

At the moment, Ling Zhan's soul trembled more and more, and he kept muttering to himself!

"You... What's the matter with you!" Wang Chen asked anxiously when he saw such a Ling Zhan for the first time. It wouldn't be his poor grades that made him crazy. He felt even more guilty when he thought of this side.

"Boy, you're not a pervert!" pulled back to reality by Wang Chen's words, Ling Zhan turned his head and ruthlessly grabbed Wang Chen's shoulders and asked.

"It's really 108 days?" Ling Zhan asked again in disbelief.

"Well, there's only so much, there's no way to insist!" Wang Chen answered carefully.

"108 Sundays! 108 Sundays! OK, hahaha... I'm worthy of being my apprentice, hahaha... Ling Zhan has accepted a good apprentice! Good, good, good!" confirmed again, Ling Zhan completely broke out his emotions.

This sudden change made Wang Chen confused. There were some doubts. Was 108 weeks a lot naive? Or is Ling Zhan scared silly by his terrible results? Or is it really good? Wang Chen couldn't touch his head and looked puzzled!

At this moment, he had no idea what earth shaking things he had done!