Chapter 1323 - Make a Pot of Soup (1/2)
Chapter 1323: Make a Pot of Soup
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Xianji Mountain.
After recovering, five-colored light gushed out of Zhang Ruochen’s body as if his body was made of five-colored G.o.dly stones with endless power, which gave him euphoria he’d never felt before.
The sky above Spiritual Mountain seemed to have been affected by the power inside his body, and there formed a five-colored saint cloud.
“Separation of Sky and River.”
Zhang Ruochen ascended and flew up intto the air, performing Luo Water Fist Technique.
Boom!
Deafening thunder sounds blasted, and the phantom of a river emerged, floating in the sky, giving out destructive power, shaking Spiritual Mountain.
Zhang Ruochen retracted holy Qi after landing on the ground again. The color on his skin started to dim and went back to his flesh and blood.
Qing Mo couldn’t be happier. She smiled and said, “Congratulations, my lord. You’ve finally recovered, and soon, you’ll be invincible.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded. All of a sudden, he felt an excruciating pain everywhere in his body. He started to sweat, and his veins started to show. He couldn’t even stand straight.
Qing Mo’s smile froze. She immediately rushed to Zhang Ruochen to support him. She asked, “What happened? My lord? Did something happen when you were recovering?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t know what had happened. The only thing he could feel was the pain from his veins, meridians and saint meridians as if they were about to crack again.
Gu Songzi walked out of the thatched cottage and snorted, “Although your meridians have recovered, they were still just created. They’re fragile like newborn babies. How are they supposed to withstand the shock from blood Qi and saint Qi?”
Gradually, Zhang Ruochen could feel that the pain was getting milder.
Zhang Ruochen was smart enough to know what Gu Songzi was talking about. He asked, “How long do I need to rest before I can fight someone again?”
“With your body const.i.tution, I reckon you only need half a month. You’re a good guy, so I’ll allow you to stay here for the next half a month.”
Gu Songzi left after answering Zhang Ruochen’s question.
Qing Mo stared at Gu Songzi, and she suddenly realized that this eccentric elder wasn’t as cold as he appeared to be.
“Are you feeling better, my lord?” Qing Mo asked, concerned.
“It’s fine. I shouldn’t have rushed it myself.”
Zhang Ruochen smiled, took a deep breath, and the spiritual Qi around him all flew into his body like traces of light, flowing in his meridians and saint meridians.
The pain was only gone after him resting for ten days.
“I’ll bring a savage beast back to make soup for you, my lord.”
Qing Mo climbed up to Spiritual Mountain, performing her body technique, disappearing among layers of white mist.
Gu Songzi had lived here for hundreds of years, so this place must be very safe, which was why Zhang Ruochen wasn’t worried about Qing Mo. He planned to make the best use of this half a month to refine himself so that his cultivation could be improved a step further.
Zhang Ruochen knew for sure that he would attract many enemies if they knew they had shown up in Xianji Mountain. He could only be at an advantage after he got stronger.
Whoos.h.!.+
Zhang Ruochen’s mind power entered his lower abdomen. He then had an astounding realization that the sirari of Buddha Emperor was also floating in his lower abdomen above Divine Fire Jingmie, giving out endless golden light. It looked divine.
“I swallowed the sirari of Buddha Emperor. How is it in my lower abdomen?”
Zhang Ruochen put his right hand on his forehead.
Rus.h.!.+
The sirari of Buddha Emperor flew out of his lower abdomen, went through his martial deity print and fell onto his hand. It was only as large as a peanut, and there were Buddha characters on it.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t expect that he could solve the hidden problem of the sirari of Buddha Emperor by reconstructing his meridians.
“Holy Qi might have brought the sirari into my lower abdomen when the meridians and saint meridians were being constructed.”
Zhang Ruochen laughed as he’d gotten lucky after surviving a terror.
He put the sirari back to his lower abdomen. Sudddenly, it floated above Divine Fire Jingmie again, spinning slowly.
With the power coming from the sirari, Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation was surging quickly even if he wasn’t mobilizing his techniques.
The sirari of Buddha Emperor is indeed priceless. No wonder so many monks want it. I should be able to refine Xuanhuang Qi and enter Xuanhuang realm soon, Zhang Ruochen thought.
After entering the state of saint, it would very difficult for a monk to improve their level.
With the help of the sirari of Buddha Emperor, Zhang Ruochen was able to become an upper-cla.s.s saint even when his meridians were all crushed.
And now, all his meridians had been reconstructed, and with the help of chaos Qi, Divine Fire Jingmie, and buddha of Buddha Emperor, his cultivation would only be improved at a faster pace.
My mind power should’ve reached mid-level-fifty-three, Zhang Ruochen thought.