While the Lian tribal clan was busy refining the elixirs, Yi Yun secretly came to the back mountain of the Lian tribal clan.
Reflecting the moonlight from the horizon, Yi Yun stood on the boulder like a pine tree.
Just now when Zhao Tiezhu was collecting the herbs, Yi Yun had taken the opportunity to use the Purple Crystal to absorb the herbal essence.
Now the herbal essence was surging within Yi Yun's body like a raging fire cloud!
To absorb the herbal essence, the best way was to cultivate. During the cultivation process, he could digest the herbal essence and use it to temper his body!
Yi Yun slowly straightened his left leg and grabbed his left ankle with his left hand. Bending his right knee, he leaned sideways and bent his back like a bow.
This was the starting stance of 'Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain'. During the day, Yi Yun had secretly learned the first six moves of 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', so he could demonstrate it properly.
The most important part of 'Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain' was to tighten his tendons. Yi Yun stretched until his body was in pain, then with a roar, he punched out!
"Ka-cha!"
The small tree in front of Yi Yun, which was as thick as a bowl, was broken by Yi Yun's punch!
But this result did not satisfy Yi Yun. Yi Yun not only wanted the power of his fist, he also wanted to maximize the strength of his tendons.
There were five levels in the Mortal Blood realm. The first three levels were Valiant, Vigor and Thunderous. They were a measure of a warrior's physique. Through constant training of the body, organs and tendons, one's physique would subtly improve, and one would naturally reach the realm of Vigor and Thunderous. All of this was done naturally, and there was no need to deliberately pursue it.
Yi Yun knew that as long as he mastered 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', he could easily break through to the fifth level of Mortal Blood. According to Yao Yuan, 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' was a basic cultivation technique that could be of great use even in the Purple Blood realm.
"Ka-cha!"
With a crisp sound, Yi Yun broke another pine tree that was as thick as a calf. His fist was bruised, but it did not matter. The medicinal essence absorbed by the Purple Crystal was active in Yi Yun's body. The accumulated blood and Qi were slowly dissolved, and the medicinal essence was completely integrated into Yi Yun's flesh and blood, becoming a part of Yi Yun's strength.
Yi Yun moved his fist a little before punching again!
Yi Yun had practiced this "Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain" countless times. Yi Yun's muscles were like saplings that had been watered by the spring rain, constantly growing and strengthening.
Yi Yun came to the back mountain in the middle of the night and practiced all the way until dawn!
If not for the high intensity training, with the Purple Crystal in his body and the absorption of the herbal essence, Yi Yun's mental state could be described as lively. Even if he did not sleep for a night, Yi Yun would still be full of energy and not feel tired.
But every time Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain, Yi Yun would use all his strength. His muscles bulged and stretched to the limit every time!
Even Yi Yun found it hard to endure such high-intensity training.
His body was in extreme pain. Amidst this pain, the medicinal essence that his body had absorbed was completely expended. The essence of the energy was hammered into Yi Yun's flesh and blood. Yi Yun's tendons were repeatedly pulled, slowly becoming extremely tough.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
Yi Yun did not know how many punches he had thrown. As his stamina was greatly depleted, Yi Yun's vision became blurry. All his senses around him had unknowingly faded away. Only the pain from his punches and the pulsation from his tendons were extremely clear!
Yi Yun had entered a magical state. He was completely focused, like he was drunk and awake.
He had forgotten everything. All he could remember was his tendons. Unknowingly, Yi Yun felt his body's tendons appear in his mind. It was a wonderful feeling.
In this state of oblivion, Yi Yun could "see" his own meridians.
Sweat poured down like rain as his fists bled.
Sweat blurred his eyes and he could hear the faint sound of the wind. Yi Yun felt a thick chaos in front of him, suffocating him.
At that moment, Yi Yun did not know where he got the strength from. With a roar, he pulled his tendons to the limit and punched out!
"Peng!"
The pine tree that Yi Yun had been practicing his punches was uprooted, sending sawdust flying!
And in the midst of the flying sawdust, Yi Yun's body made a clear "Peng!" sound.
Although it was not loud, it was extremely crisp. It was like the sound of a bowstring being plucked. It was exceptionally clear in the night sky.
Tendons like a bowstring, is this tendons like a bowstring …
Yi Yun faced the sky and lay on the grass with his arms and legs spread out.
That last punch had completely exhausted him!
Yi Yun gasped for breath. His right fist was a bloody mess, but the pain in his hand made Yi Yun extremely excited!
He knew that his "Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain" had reached the small success stage!
Tonight was the first time he had practiced martial arts in his life. He was practicing the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's top body training technique, "Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist". According to Yao Yuan, this "Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain" move could only be done by a warrior at the third level of Mortal Blood, who had cultivated the sound of thunder. Only then could they move their tendons and produce the sound of a bowstring.
But Yi Yun had done it. Although the sound was soft, he was only in the Valiant realm. His body was only at the bone age of a twelve-year-old. His muscles and bones were not as strong as an adult's.
This result was not something any member of the Lian tribal clan's warrior preparation camp could compare with. He had even left Lian Chengyu, who was in the Valiant realm a long time ago.
…
Yi Yun did not sleep the entire night. In the Lian tribal clan's pharmacy, the old man and burly man in charge of brewing the medicine also did not sleep the entire night!
The pot of medicine had been brewed the entire night. The stones supporting the pot were already red from the heat.
At dawn, a few burly men poured out the medicinal liquid. It was a large bucket of black liquid.
This was the essence of the entire pot of medicine.
"Oh … these herbs have the best effect the first time. You can brew it another three to five times. Although the effect is weaker, it is still very precious. Take it and wash your body. Leave the dregs for the rest of the tribe. It will be useful when refining the desolate bones!"
The Lian tribal clan's traditional brewing method could only produce about 20% of the medicinal essence. That was the limit.
And this 20% of the medicinal essence was used to wash Lian Chengyu's body. Lian Chengyu could only absorb about half of it.
That also meant that Lian Chengyu could only absorb 10% of the medicinal essence.
This ratio might sound low, but it was reasonable. A normal person's absorption ratio for food was not high, not to mention herbs that were a hundred times harder to absorb than food.
The bucket of black medicinal liquid was sent into a chamber. This was Lian Chengyu's reclusive chamber.
Lian Chengyu had long heard of the extremely precious Dan Guo, wild ginseng, Black Fungus and Five Spirits Grass in the pot of herbs!
Lian Chengyu's cultivation had reached a critical stage, and he needed good herbs to nourish himself!
"Good! Good! Just in time! "
Lian Chengyu looked at the bucket of black medicinal liquid with a face full of excitement.
He took off his clothes and jumped into the boiling hot medicinal liquid naked.
The temperature was about ninety degrees, enough to cook meat. Even a Mortal Blood level five Lian Chengyu would feel pain all over his body.
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