Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

In fact, Chu Zheng wanted to do this as soon as he learned about the existence of immortal bones.

However, it was impossible for him to ask Song Lingqing to take off her clothes at that time, and now he got what he wanted.

[Fu Quanliang (Level 0): There is a hidden heart disease and he will not live to be fifty years old. He has indulged too much in recent days and is weak in energy and body. It can be repaired. 】

The moment he came into contact with Fu Quanliang, Chu Zheng knew his physical condition. With his current level as a first-level repairer, he could completely cure him in an instant without even spending a few repairs.

What surprised him was that the first level of immortality, cultivating strength, was only at level zero according to the judgment of the panel.

Calculated this way, the first level corresponds to the second level of immortality, Lingquan.

The Song Lingxue's ancestral exercises that Song Lingxue had given him before were actually capable of reaching the second level of immortality. This was really incredible.

Chu Zheng asked some indirect questions and learned some information about the inside of Phantom Spirit Sect.

Fu Quanliang was born in poverty, and he still had relatives at home who were waiting for him to shine, but even if he entered the immortal world, he would still be at the bottom.

In order to stay in the sect, he still needs to put in a lot of energy to do tasks, work hard, and the accumulated contributions are only barely enough.

The living conditions within the Immortal Sect are equally harsh, and even because the differences in immortal bones, cultivation levels, etc. are more obvious, the levels have become more strict and insurmountable.

Low-grade immortal bones are inferior to others.

Fu Quanliang did not dare to think about these things he enjoyed in the Song Mansion in the Phantom Sect.

From the beginning to the end, Song Lingxue watched silently and did not interrupt.

When the Chu political leader Fu Quanliang took off his clothes, she originally wanted to avoid it, but when she heard the word immortal bones, her feet seemed to be rooted, and she could no longer move her eyes.

The result made Song Lingxue very disappointed, at least she didn't see anything.

After asking, Chu Zheng turned around and left. As for whether Fu Quanliang would escape, he was not worried at all.

If he really wanted to run away, Fu Quanliang would have already run away.

This is a man who can see the situation clearly, and waiting to die is almost his best choice at the moment.

What do you call it?

A question came from behind.

Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng didn't stop and casually announced his name.

Help me call the dancing girl back.

Fu Quanliang filled the glass with wine again, drank it all in one gulp, and said slightly drunkenly:

Excuse me.

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Why?

Seeing that Chu Zheng really helped Fu Quanliang call back the dancing girl, Song Lingxue was puzzled for a moment.

Judging from Chu Zheng's words and deeds just now, he doesn't like Fu Quanliang very much, so why should he indulge him.

It's only a matter of time, let him do it.

Chu Zheng shook his head. He already had a preliminary understanding of the surrounding situation. He still had the next move to make with Fu Quanliang, which was quite crucial.

Chu Zheng, you are not gifted in external skills, are you?

Song Lingxue whispered: No matter how strong your external skills are, you can't be the opponent of someone from the Immortal Sect. Do you also have immortal bones in your body? Did Ling Qing teach you immortal techniques when he left?

There were so many abnormalities in Chu Zheng that she couldn't ignore even if she tried her best.

I'm just a human being.

Chu Zheng shook his head and casually broke off a branch on the roadside. Under the setting sun, the dim light on the branches gradually deepened, and finally reflected a bright golden light.

Throwing the golden branch in his hand to Song Lingxue, Chu Zheng said slowly:

There will be no shortage of gold and silver in the future. Whatever Fu Quanliang wants, just give it to him.

Feeling the heavy weight in her hands, Song Lingxue's expression suddenly changed:

Is this magic? Or is it a blind trick?

It's magical power.

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In the blink of an eye, another few days passed.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the warm moonlight shines through the clouds, covering the bluestone slab. In the night sky, the stars are like a sea.

A surging moonlight descended from the sky and landed on Chu Zheng's side. The invisible clear light condensed into a layer of precious gauze and draped over his shoulders.

This is the first hundred days of Chu Zheng's Qi refining, and it is also the beginning of Qi refining.

Only after tonight can he be called a true Qi practitioner.

When the moonlight entered his body, it immediately caused a qualitative change different from the past. Chu Zheng's chest rose and fell, his breathing became longer and longer, and the Qi in his body was violently surging, gradually changing his physique.

Refining Qi is actually refining one's own body, constantly improving the harmony between oneself and heaven and earth, so that one's own cultivation speed becomes faster and faster.

Those who are born as psychics can even become enlightened and become immortals in one day. This is the method of refining Qi.

The spiritual transformation state is the first level of energy refining. At this state, the human body will undergo qualitative changes, and the spiritual soul and various body reactions will be greatly enhanced.

The biggest change is that tangible Qi is cultivated in the Dantian.

In the past, although there was Qi in Chu Zheng's body, it was invisible Qi and could not be used. It could only be used to passively strengthen the body. However, this tangible Qi was completely different.

Chu Zheng was able to use this as a medium to display various magical powers, control objects in the air, exhale breath to kill people, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, become invisible, and even become immortal...

In the realm of spiritual transformation, life expectancy is three yuan, one yuan and two years, a full three hundred and sixty years.

In the blink of an eye, the bright moon sets in the west, the sun rises in the east, and a wisp of vigorous Yang energy overflows between the sky and the earth.

Chu Zhengchang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then inhaled suddenly, his chest and lungs rose, and he swallowed the first ray of the essence of the great sun.

In an instant, yin and yang blended together, and an astonishing transformation occurred in Chu Zheng's body. A wisp of pale white Qi slowly emerged from the dantian.

At the same time, Chu Zheng's bones made a crackling sound, and as he breathed, gray mist visible to the naked eye overflowed from his pores.

His physical body underwent transformation again, and his hair grew wildly, reaching past his waist in an instant, which was a sign of Yang Yang's growth.

It was not until noon that Chu Zheng completed a complete transformation and successfully entered the path of Qi refining.

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Two days later, at noon.

A ray of light fell from the sky and stopped in the backyard of the Song family.

Fu Quanliang, who was in the room, immediately had a premonition, his face instantly turned pale, and he took a step to the courtyard.

There was already a middle-aged man in the courtyard, nearly forty years old, wearing a black robe, carrying a long sword, and an expressionless face.

Lingquan realm monk!

Sensing the coercion coming from the man, Fu Quanliang felt uneasy for a moment.

As his breathing became increasingly rapid, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

Ask him if he is the only one here.

The intense life and death crisis made Fu Quanliang look a little crazy. He couldn't care less, strode forward, and asked sternly:

Just one person?

I've given you a lot of face by sending it to you, so there's no need for two people.

The man spoke calmly, and the long sword behind him was clanging, and he was about to call out. The sound was harsh and sonorous: Kneel down and accept death, and I will give you a pleasure.

The smile on Fu Quanliang's face gradually widened, and even looked a bit ferocious:

You're the only one who is so grandiose. Are you afraid that other people don't know that Yeguang Pavilion is full of stupid pigs like you?