That night, Fang Xing didn't do anything other than gorging himself on the demon toad's meat and sensing the changes in his body.
After eating the demon toad's meat, he would circulate the Essence Transmuting Qi technique and convert the essence into spiritual energy. If he did this on a normal day, he would probably suffer a great injury to his foundation in just one night. This was because continuously refining his own body's essence was like a man having sex with ten women in one night. No matter how strong a man was, his legs would turn to jelly, let alone someone as young as him.
However, that night, Fang Xing circulated the Essence Transmuting Qi technique at least ten times, but he didn't feel any discomfort.
In the past, when he used the Essence Transmuting Qi technique, he didn't feel any emptiness in his body at all. This meant that his guess was correct. It was indeed because he ate the demon toad's meat and directly refined it to produce the essence. Because it was an outsider, it was tumbling in his body, causing him to feel that his essence was very vigorous. That was why he had extra essence to refine.
And during this process, Fang Xing also gradually felt the reason for such changes in his body.
He realized that every time he ate a large amount of demon toad's meat, the blood and Qi in his body would slowly circulate according to a strange and mysterious pattern. It was this circulation of blood and Qi that gave him such a strong digestive ability.
At the same time he figured out the Essence Transmuting Qi technique, in his mind, the Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror began to circulate automatically, and a message appeared in his mind. "Supreme Spirit-Transmuting Scripture … Devouring the Heavens and Earth … Refining all living things to nourish oneself …"
After receiving this message, Fang Xing was stunned. The circulation of blood and Qi in his body was actually a mysterious technique.
Its function was to refine any spiritual item that he ate …
Fang Xing became excited. With this technique, wouldn't he have another shortcut in cultivation?
By endlessly using the method of transforming essence into qi, one's spiritual qi would increase even faster than that of an A grade aptitude disciple!
Much faster!
"Refining the demon toad meat is easy, but the essence energy from the demon toad meat is still a bit weak. It's not enough to increase my cultivation by a lot. It's far from the changes I experienced when I refined the demon spirit core. The demon spirit core is also refined from a demon core, it's just that I added a few more herbs. Thinking about it this way, can I also directly refine the demon core of the Withered Python Toad?"
Fang Xing's eyes flashed as he looked at the Python Withered Toad with great interest.
Doing this was extremely risky, but Fang Xing was eager to give it a try. He was extremely daring.
Immediately, he picked up the dagger and drilled into the Python Withered Toad's body. After searching for a long while, he took out a longan sized bead that emitted a sparkling and translucent red light. This bead was the Python Withered Toad's Demon Core. Holding it in his hand, it felt warm and smooth like jade, and the Spiritual Qi within his body became active. It seemed to be incessantly excited by the Spiritual Qi within the Python Withered Toad's Demon Core.
In the face of this Demon Core, Fang Xing even felt a faint sense of fear.
This was a kind of spiritual force pressure. The Python Withered Toad was, after all, a rank 4 demon beast. The amount of Spiritual Qi within the Demon Core was far more than what he could compare to. This also caused him to feel like a scholar facing a giant when facing this Demon Core.
"Damn it, I'll eat it!"
Facing this kind of fear, Fang Xing hesitated for a moment. In just a breath's time, he made a decision.
The idea of seeking riches and danger was firmly engraved in his soul since he was a child.
He opened his mouth wide and threw the Demon Core into his mouth. Then his neck stiffened, his eyes rolled back, and he desperately swallowed it down.
Then Fang Xing sat cross-legged, took the initiative to mobilize his Qi and blood, and ran the Supreme Spirit Transforming Scripture.
It didn't take long for Fang Xing to feel a hot flow emerging in his body. At first, it was like a trickle, but soon it was like a violent wave, impacting his narrow meridians. His small body was immediately like a balloon filled with air, as if it could explode at any time. Tens of thousands of pores all over his body, each seemed to have a kind of tearing pain, from the inside out.
The feeling of bloating was far more intense than when he swallowed three Essence Transforming Grasses in one go.
If he had to describe it, it was like swallowing a hundred Essence Transforming Grass in one breath!
At a young age, at this time, his lower body was full of blood, just like a wooden stick!
At the same time, there were also all kinds of beautiful thoughts intertwined in his mind, full of all kinds of beautiful young man fantasies.
At this time, he even thought of the only strong woman in the bandit lair. He often called her Big Water Buffalo because the two lumps of meat on her chest were simply bigger than a human head. The bandits in the bandit lair, no matter how perverted, dared to have any ideas about her.
In Fang Xing's heart, Big Water Buffalo had always been the ugliest woman in the world, simply synonymous with ugly. But now that he thought about it, he actually felt that Big Water Buffalo was also beautiful … This was too scary!
"Refining Essence into Qi …"
Fang Xing's face was red. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to restrain his thoughts, not thinking so much nonsense, and began to silently run the mental cultivation method.
Like a river or an ocean, essence emerged from his body, as if mushroom clouds were exploding in his body one after another …
That was a majestic flow of essence, filling every inch of his meridians.
His body was terrifyingly hot, and his Qi and blood were tumbling. Within a hundred feet of his body, there was actually a red light, as if a raging flame was burning.
The grass and vines around him were all roasted by him, turning yellow and dry, as if they were about to burn.
As for Fang Xing, it was as if he was tempering his body in a cauldron, enduring every inch of pain in his body.
He really wanted to jump up and run to vent this seemingly endless feeling of power that emerged in his body.
But he forced himself to endure it, because he knew that if he really did that, there would only be one outcome, and that would be his meridians exploding and he would die.
At this time, the only way was to use the method of refining meridians into Qi to transform this majestic flow of essence into Spiritual Qi as much as possible, and then wait for all the Spiritual Qi that he could not refine to completely disperse. Only then could he survive, and his cultivation would skyrocket.
The incantation emerged, and the spiritual energy began to circulate. Gradually, the violent essence began to be refined bit by bit, and the speed became faster and faster. The rolling essence turned into spiritual energy, crazily filling Fang Xing's meridians, causing the spiritual energy in Fang Xing's meridians to increase unceasingly. It was like a stream that had a large amount of water flowing into it, causing the stream to become more and more ferocious, as if it was about to turn into a river!
Soon, the Spiritual Qi in Fang Xing's meridians reached the limit, and it began to flow continuously.
In every realm of cultivation, the body's meridians could only store a limited amount of Spiritual Qi, and once this limit was exceeded, it would all be lost.
"It's time to break through!"
When the Spiritual Qi in his body was filled to a certain point, Fang Xing gritted his teeth and began to forcibly control the Spiritual Qi, trying to break through his limit.
"Boom …"
The first attempt failed.
The Spiritual Qi in Fang Xing's body collapsed, and his meridians were in severe pain.
If it was any other time, he would first calm down, tidy up his meridians, and wait for the next time when the Spiritual Qi was full.
But Fang Xing didn't care about this failure, because the Spiritual Qi in his body was still abundant.
He quickly refined his Essence into Qi, and soon, he had enough Spiritual Qi to launch the second attack.
"Boom …"
It was still a failure!
Fang Xing gritted his teeth and endured the pain of failing to break through. Then, he began his third attempt!
Every time he tried, it was as if his pores were closing, and some of the filthy impurities in his body seeped out.
This was the Spiritual Qi frantically washing his bones, flesh, and organs, like a huge wave washing the sand, and like a raging fire refining gold.
… …
The seventh attempt!
The expression on Fang Xing's little face was already somewhat distorted, and he began his seventh attempt as if his life depended on it.
Rumble!
At this moment, it was as if something had been shattered. Behind him, he suddenly felt that the flow of Spiritual Qi was unimpeded. It was as if the violent flow of a small river had entered a large river. No matter how turbulent the flow was, it immediately seemed to calm down.
Third level of spirit formation, official breakthrough!
However, it didn't stop there. The Dried Python Toad's Monster Core was still not completely refined, and the surging Essence Qi was still emerging. Fang Xing also suppressed the joy in his heart and continued to refine the Essence Qi, pouring the surging Spirit Qi into his meridians.
His cultivation was still increasing, like a surging river.
Third level of spirit formation, beginner stage …
Third level of spirit formation, intermediate stage …
Only until he reached the third level of spirit formation, did Fang Xing feel his body relax, and the Spiritual Qi disappeared like a fountain.
At this point, the monster core of the Python Withered Toad was completely refined by him.
Fang Xing's cultivation was only a step away from reaching the third level of spirit formation!
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