The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 75: Marrow Cleansing, Huang Rong Arrives

Afterwards, Huang Rong stepped forward, took the skinned snake in her hands, packed it up with a handkerchief, not caring about the blood stains on it at all. After packing up, she was about to leave, "Senior, I'll take my leave first."

"Go."

After Huang Rong left, Guo Jing looked at her leaving figure and asked in confusion, "Teacher, why is she here?"

"What a boring question. Think instead of asking. You should be able to figure out why she is here. There is no need to ask me everything." After saying that, Su Ming shook his head slightly.

Guo Jing's face froze, and he bowed his head to admit his mistake, "Please calm down, Master."

Su Ming sighed, "You should be able to find the answers to many questions yourself. Don't ask others. Learn to question and distinguish true from false. You can't trust everything others say, including me and your other masters. There are many kinds of deception, intentional or unintentional, malicious or well-intentioned. You should distinguish the true from the false by yourself."

Guo Jing was startled and looked up at Su Ming. He didn't understand why he said that. Seeing his serious expression, he secretly kept it in mind and said, "Thank you, teacher. I will learn from your teachings."

"This snake gall also contains a lot of medicinal properties. You can eat it." Su Ming handed him the tea bowl with the snake gall on the table.

Guo Jing shook his head and refused. "Teacher, I haven't digested this snake blood yet. If I eat more, I don't know when I can absorb all the medicinal properties. You should take it yourself."

"This thing is useless to me. Just eat it here. After you finish eating it, I will help you refine it. From the Kingdom of Jin to the Kingdom of Song, there are many strong men and countless heroes along the way. Increasing your skills can also give you more ability to save your life."

Guo Jing looked at Su Ming and felt deeply moved. He didn't know how much energy his teacher had spent on finding out about this thing, but he understood how precious it was. He was speechless for a moment and could only swallow the snake gall and sit cross-legged to practice his internal energy.

How could his emotional fluctuations be hidden from Su Ming's eyes? Su Ming just smiled and didn't take it to heart. He came behind him and helped him refine the medicinal power with all his strength. The vast true qi was condensed into pure true qi, which flowed through Guo Jing's body along with Guo Jing's true qi.

If his original true qi was a small stream, it instantly became a turbulent river after Su Ming's true qi was added. During this process, the meridians in his stomach were mobilized to fully refine the medicinal power of the snake gall and his undigested snake blood.

Streams of heat flowed out from the stomach and merged into the long river of true qi, slowly removing the dross and retaining the essence, condensing into strands of true qi, strengthening Guo Jing's internal energy. If he were to refine it himself, he would not be able to control such a large amount of true qi with his little true qi, and by then his true qi might get out of control and he would get injured.

There are many examples of people who took powerful medicines while practicing martial arts and were unable to refine them, resulting in sudden death.

At this moment, Guo Jing's skin was red, and veins on his forehead and neck were exposed, like little snakes moving constantly. His whole body was extremely hot, and drops of sweat squeezed out of his skin pores. In the blink of an eye, his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.

Thick white mist continued to rise above his head, swaying like clouds. While the snake blood was being refined into true qi, it was also constantly strengthening his own qi and blood.

In just a quarter of an hour, the true Qi in Guo Jing's body doubled. The snake gall had considerable medicinal power, but the most crucial thing was that Guo Jing drank the snake's blood and refined and absorbed it in time. He did not get knocked unconscious by the snake's blood like in the original novel, wasting most of the medicinal power. He also did not meditate and practice in time, which caused the medicinal power to be further lost.

Even so, he benefited a lot.

Noticing the growth of Qi and blood in Guo Jing's body, Su Ming thought for a moment and once again mobilized more Qi to flow into his body to cleanse his tendons and veins. Gradually, Guo Jing's body shook slightly, and his joints made a crisp sound. Then, his joints all over his body trembled continuously, and "crackling" sounds continued to be heard, just like frying beans.

Guo Jing felt the internal energy continuously flowing into his body, and was extremely horrified. What was the teacher going to do?
More and more true Qi flowed through his body, causing his meridians to feel swollen and painful. The warm true Qi continued to wash his meridians, refining his true Qi. Such a huge amount of true Qi was no longer something he could control. If he was not careful, the true Qi would get out of control. He was afraid that the true Qi would rush back and make him a cripple.

The teacher wants to harm me?
No, how could the teacher harm me? He must be doing this for my own good, but this true energy is too huge, what if it gets out of control?
Guo Jing was extremely anxious, but he had no choice but to stop practicing Quanzhen internal energy and hand his body over to Su Ming.

Having treated Guo Jing's injuries before and now helping him to refine the medicinal power, Su Ming has almost figured out the meridians and major acupoints in Guo Jing's body. He should have stopped now, but seeing Guo Jing sweating profusely, Su Ming had another idea in his mind.

It would be better to take advantage of now to strengthen his tendons and cleanse his marrow to lay the foundation of martial arts. This matter consumes a lot of true energy and vitality. Even a master at the level of the Five Absolutes will suffer a great loss of vitality. But Su Ming's true energy is not cultivated by himself. The natural energy of heaven and earth is endless. He can have as much as he wants as long as he can control it.

After more than ten years of practice, his Minghai Guiyuan Jing had already achieved some success and was not far from full success. It was more than enough for him to use the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen Guo Jing's tendons and cleanse his marrow. It just required more effort.

After giving up control of his body, Guo Jing calmed down, focused on his Yuan and kept his mind clear. Noticing his mood change, Su Ming nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I am just taking this opportunity to cleanse your tendons and marrow, just wait patiently."

Hearing this, Guo Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and said nothing. Because as soon as he opened his mouth, his state of meditation would be broken, which would easily affect his teacher.

All the moisture and blood energy in the entire inn were sucked out by Su Ming, and the air suddenly became dry.

Half an hour later, dark red blood and filth continued to seep out of Guo Jing's body pores, emitting a foul odor. This was the filth that had accumulated in his body since birth, and was now being slowly forced out by Su Ming. During this process, his bone marrow was also constantly producing blood and replacing it with fresh blood.

The snake gall and blood acted as nutrients to maintain and strengthen his essence, so as not to cause a deficit. After a long time, Su Ming let out a long breath and slowly ended his practice. Even if he did not consume himself, he was very tired, and sweat stains appeared on his forehead. It was really tiring to remove the hair and cleanse the marrow for others. It was a great test of his mental strength.

In fact, when he started to implement it, Su Ming felt a little regretful. This inn was too unsafe. If someone disturbed him and something went wrong, Guo Jing would probably be doomed. Fortunately, everything went well, and he successfully completed the hair removal and marrow cleansing, and his foundation became more solid.

If his virginity had not been broken, he should have had no problem practicing Xiantian Kung. After all, apart from someone as gifted as Wang Chongyang, few could shave their hair and cleanse their marrow and rebuild their foundation like he did.

The next moment, Su Ming frowned, left after saying, "You can get up now. I will go out for a walk."

I have to leave. The room stinks. The smell of dirt is so bad.

Looking at the open window, Guo Jing was stunned. Teacher, why did you leave?
At this moment, a pungent smell came. He looked down and almost cried out, wondering why he smelled so bad? Where did all the dirt come from?

After he realized what was happening, he quickly called the waiter at the inn to help him boil water for a bath.

Half an hour later, the innkeeper walked into the room, smelled the odor, and almost vomited. He brought a bathtub and hot water and ran away in a hurry, leaving Guo Jing standing in the room awkwardly.

He washed five times before he cleaned all the dirt off his body, but he still felt that he was not clean enough. The stench still lingered at his nose for a long time.

……

Huang Rong took the big snake back to her residence, changed her clothes and began to process the snake's body. She washed off the blood and marinated it with various ingredients. Then she prepared other side dishes.

After working for most of the day, a steaming snake soup was finally ready at noon.

She put the snake soup into the food box, came to the inn, and went straight to the second floor.

"Knock, knock, knock, senior, are you there?"

In the room, Guo Jing was changing his clothes. He felt that they were not washed clean enough just now, so he washed them again. When he heard the noise outside, the figure of Huang Rong appeared in his mind. He felt a sudden panic in his heart and put on his clothes in a hurry.

"Wait, I'll be right there."

With a creaky sound, the door opened and Guo Jing walked out. His eyes swept across Huang Rong's face and then fell on the lunch box she was carrying. "Miss, the teacher is not here. Please wait a moment."

Huang Rong showed a trace of distress on her face, "When will the senior come back? I have already prepared the snake soup, it is best to eat it while it is hot."

"I don't know when he will be back. Please come in first." After saying that, Guo Jing opened the door and invited her in.

Huang Rong glanced at him suspiciously, and found that there was nothing wrong with him. She followed him in and put the food box on the table. Then, her face froze. What was that smell? It was so bad!
After taking a shower, Guo Jing spent the whole morning cleaning up, but still failed to make the place clean. There was still a residual smell. Huang Rong happened to come in and smelled it. The smell was so overpowering.

However, she just endured it and didn't show anything wrong.

Guo Jing did not suspect anything, poured her some tea, and started the conversation, "My name is Guo Jing, my master's surname is Su, may I ask your name, young lady?"

Huang Rong tried her best to slow down her breathing. "My last name is Huang. By the way, how old are you?"

"sixteen."

"Haha, I'm older than you. From now on, you can call me Sister Huang." Huang Rong's eyes lit up and she chuckled with her hands covering her mouth.

Although Huang Rong always calls Guo Jing "Brother Jing" in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, a careful examination and combination of their conversations reveal that Huang Rong is two or three years older than Guo Jing. Of course, age does not matter between lovers. After all, true love can transcend age, gender and species.

Seeing that Huang Rong looked familiar, Guo Jing didn't know how to answer. The two of them were not very familiar with each other, which made it difficult for him to adapt. Fortunately, Su Ming came back at this time.

He pushed open the door and saw Guo Jing and Huang Rong talking. There was nothing wrong with their expressions. He did not come in. Seeing the food box on the table, he said, "This room doesn't smell good. Jing'er, go to your room."

(End of this chapter)