Concentrating his mental strength, he temporarily abandoned the joy and impulse in his heart. Wang Chen carefully controlled the circulation of vital Qi in his dantian.
After a long time, when the fluctuation of vital Qi in the outside world stopped and everything returned to normal, Lin Zhan's face showed a trace of nervousness.
Looking at Wang Chen sitting quietly in the wooden barrel, he was anxious but did not dare to disturb him.
In the wooden barrel, the color of the water had gradually returned to its clear color. The remaining little components of the cold pool were also slowly being absorbed by Wang Chen. This energy would be the final key to strengthening his body.
At this moment, Wang Chen could clearly feel the majestic True Inner Force in his body.
If the Body Refining Stage martial artist's True Inner Force was like a trickling stream, flowing through every meridian. Now that he had entered the ranks of true martial artists, with the opening of the lower dantian, the True Inner Force in his body was like a small river, and finally flowed into the dantian! The dantian was like a pond, storing all the energy.
Once he needed to use the True Inner Force, it would move with the dantian as the center.
The True Inner Force in his body all gathered in the dantian, enjoying this brand new world and gradually calming down. At this moment, Wang Chen was a little nervous and hurriedly controlled the True Inner Force to circulate through the meridians of his body.
The circulation this time was different from the past. The majestic True Inner Force all rushed out, surging endlessly, like ten thousand horses galloping, incomparably vast.
The previous width of the meridians could no longer tolerate this majestic True Inner Force. In this way, suddenly, the meridians began to feel a tearing pain, as if they could collapse at any time.
This was the key to expanding the meridians! Using True Inner Force to expand the meridians was extremely dangerous. A little carelessness could tear the meridians, leading to serious consequences.
Wherever the True Inner Force passed, there was a burning tearing pain. Then, the Bell Milk energy that had long been hidden in his body quickly brushed past the wounds like a spring breeze, repairing the cracks in the meridians. It brought a trace of warmth and comfort.
In the repeated torment, Wang Chen clenched his teeth and scoured his meridians over and over again. With the end of each cycle, the energy would expand a little, and the True Inner Force would become a little purer!
Pain invaded every cell in his body, causing Wang Chen to feel numb. His body trembled slightly. In the outside world, the last bit of energy from the Frigid Pond quickly entered his body through his pores. Together with the ice-cold energy that had entered his body, it began to strengthen his cells.
Under the three-pronged attack, Wang Chen's mental strength suddenly seemed to be a little weak. He gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.
After 36 circulations, he could clearly feel that his meridians were much wider than before. This was also the first difficult hurdle. With stubborn conviction, Wang Chen persevered.
Ordinary people, on the other hand, almost all stopped at this level, unable to continue. In fact, many people could not even last until the 36th cycle, but Wang Chen was still persisting.
After an unknown amount of time, 72 circulations had been completed. Wang Chen's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.
The temperature of the water in the wooden barrel had returned to normal. There was no difference from ordinary water. If there was a difference, it would be Wang Chen's sweat in the water.
At this time, the endurance of Wang Chen's meridians seemed to have reached the limit. The energy of the Red Emulsion in his body was also almost consumed. His recovery speed was constantly slowing down. The pain began to dominate and invade every nerve.
72 circulations. To be able to expand the meridians 72 cycles after breaking through to True Martial Artist, there were only a few people in the entire continent, except for those peerless geniuses!
For the ignorant Wang Chen still persevered. Such a result could not move him.
In the blink of an eye, 81 circulations had been completed. Wang Chen's meridians seemed to be on fire, scorching and tearing. At this time, each of his pores began to overflow with black blood!
This was the toxins and residues that his body and meridians had released after repeated tempering.
Martial artists who had reached this level were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Even Lin Zhan was only at this level.
81 circulations. Such a result could be included in the evaluation of Heaven Stage on the continent.
Of course, all of this was unknown to Wang Chen. He was still persevering. After knowing such an opportunity, as long as there was a trace of spirit left, he would not give up.
90 circulations, 99 circulations, 108 circulations!
The next moment, Wang Chen carried the True Inner Force through his body for 108 circulations, which also meant that he had expanded his meridians 108 times. He finally reached the critical point!
At this time, he could feel his body approaching the critical point. It was as if all the True Inner Force had to do was to exert a little more force and all the meridians in his body would collapse. At the same time, the energy of the Red Emulsion was also exhausted in the continuous recovery. At this moment, his meridians were full of cracks. It was extremely dangerous.
Although he still wanted to continue, just as he raised his True Inner Force, Wang Chen felt the sound of his meridians breaking. He was so scared that he quickly stopped cultivating!
"This won't do. This is the only way!" Sensing this situation, Wang Chen could not help but sigh.
Every cell in his body was wailing, so Wang Chen could only give up in disappointment.
108 circulations. He did not know if this result was a pass. Thinking of Lin Zhan's expectations of him, Wang Chen felt a little disappointed.
After exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, he slowly opened his eyes.
In the wooden barrel, the water temperature had become warm without him knowing, with some steam! It was completely different from the coldness from before.
"Kid, how is it?" Seeing that Wang Chen had opened his eyes, Lin Zhan asked nervously with some anticipation. At this moment, he was like an anxious child, anxious and fearful.
Hearing Lin Zhan's words, a trace of shame flashed across Wang Chen's face as he said softly, "Only 108 circulations!"
"What? How many circulations? "Wang Chen's voice was very soft, but Lin Zhan still heard it!
In the next moment, his expression changed drastically. He rushed in front of Wang Chen and asked anxiously again.
With a flash in his eyes, Wang Chen looked at Lin Zhan with some guilt and said softly, "It's only 108 circulations. I can't hold on anymore. The energy of the Bell Emulsion has been used up. I can't continue!"
Wang Chen's face was full of disappointment. In his eyes, Lin Zhan's expression was that of surprise. Perhaps this result could only be said to be very bad in Lin Zhan's eyes.
"108 circulations!" Lin Zhan raised his voice and asked again.
"Yes! I've let you down! "Wang Chen said apologetically.
"108 circulations, oh my god! You … "After confirming this result, Ling Zhan was speechless. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and rolled his eyes!
In the martial artist's own head, his soul body began to tremble slightly. "It's actually 108 circulations, 108 circulations, I didn't hear wrong, this is true!"
At this moment, Lin Zhan's soul body trembled more and more violently, his mouth constantly muttering to himself!
"You … What's wrong with you!" This was the first time he had seen Lin Zhan like this. Wang Chen asked worriedly. Could it be that my poor results made him go crazy? Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty.
Pulled back to reality by Wang Chen's words, Lin Zhan turned his head and grabbed Wang Chen's shoulders fiercely. "Kid, you're not a pervert, right?"
"It's really 108 circulations?" Lin Zhan asked again in disbelief.
"Yes, that's all I have. I can't hold on anymore!" Wang Chen answered carefully.
"108 circulations! One hundred and eight revolutions! Good, hahaha … As expected of my disciple, haha … I, Lin Zhan, have accepted a good disciple! Not bad, good, very good! "Once again confirming, Lin Zhan's emotions completely erupted.
This sudden change made Wang Chen confused. He had some doubts. Could it be that 108 circulations were really a lot? Or was it that Lin Zhan was scared silly by his terrible results? Or could it be that this result was really not bad? Wang Chen was at a loss, his face full of doubt!
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