I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 64: The Third Level of the Furnace, New Precious Medicine in Kunlun Lake
After Chen Zhian descended Xiuba Mountain, he returned to Fusang Street and never went to Xirenju again.

It takes Qu Junhui three or four days to refine the elixir and the sword. Chen Zhian often refined medicine himself before, and he knows that it is not an easy task, especially the refining of extremely high-grade elixirs often requires hundreds or thousands of steps.

Chen Zhian was already quite satisfied that Qu Junhui was able to integrate the acquired Qi and refine a elixir to break through the barrier in just three or four days.

He then settled down in Xuantianjing.

Fusang Street was quiet enough. Except for the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who asked Chen Zhian about the pigments he needed for painting, no one came to disturb him for two or three days, so Chen Zhian practiced in this yard.

At this moment, Chen Zhian had reached the peak of the second level of the White Jade Cicada Shell and was eager to break through. His true energy was like a bunch of fruits, constantly tempering his internal organs, skin, flesh and fascia as it swayed.

With the addition of the furnace body refining record left to him by Chen Shuijun, Chen Zhian has had a very fulfilling time these past few days.

There was a gurgling stream in the yard, and amidst the sound of the flowing water, Chen Zhian was practicing the Tiger Hugging Fist in the yard.

The tiger's fist opened and closed vigorously, mobilizing almost every piece of flesh and every fascia in Chen Zhian's body.

His Tiger Fist had already been perfected, and the reason why he was still focusing on practicing it at this time was to use the Tiger Fist to allow the true energy to flow through his body, so as to practice the Furnace Body Refining Treasure Record faster.

This is a third-grade profound skill, and the fifth level is already considered a great achievement.

Chen Zhian had already entered the second level when he was in Sunan Prefecture. Now, another twenty or thirty days have passed. Chen Zhian activated the Furnace Body Refining Treasure Book, and his whole body was like a huge furnace.

His true energy seemed to be burning, completely burning out every trace of impurities in his flesh.

At this moment, under the guidance of the Tiger Fist, the tendons in his limbs were almost completely stretched out, his internal organs were constantly expanding and contracting, and his skin and flesh looked white and soft, but it was already very hard.

Chen Zhian practiced for half an hour, then walked to a rockery in the yard and flicked his fingers lightly.

Click...

A corner of the rockery suddenly broke off and flew out.

Chen Zhian's eyes flickered slightly.

The third level of the Furnace Body Refining Treasure Record, bones are like stone, and skin and flesh are like years of leather felt.

It's not invulnerable to swords and guns, but it's already very strong.

“Once you have mastered the fifth level of the Furnace Body Refining Treasure Record, your bones will be as hard as iron and your skin and flesh will be as hard as a shield. Just relying on your physical cultivation without using your true essence, you can kill a strong man at the peak of the true essence realm.

If coupled with the true energy, a punch would probably unleash a force of six or seven thousand pounds."

Chen Zhian couldn't help but marvel at the mystery of this third-grade profound skill.

"It's a pity that even with the furnace quenching pills and drinking ginger tea every day, the speed of this furnace refining body is too slow."

When Chen Zhian thought of this, the map of Yujing in the sky slowly opened in his mind, and his consciousness sank into the Kunlun Lake of Baiyujing.

There are still many medicinal herbs growing in Kunlun Lake, including many of the medicinal herbs needed for the Furnace Quenching Pills that come with the Furnace Treasure Record, as well as several kinds of medicinal herbs needed for the Cicada Shell Pills.

The Chan Tui Pill is an excellent elixir for breaking through the Yuan Barrier when practicing the first and second levels of the White Jade Chan Tui Chapter.

When one reaches the Shen Yun realm, Shen Yun's delicate control of true energy is enough to suppress the rapid medicinal power of Chan Tui Pill, and it can be used as a pill to be swallowed from time to time for cultivation.

Because of this, Chen Zhian has been planting many medicinal herbs needed for Chantui Pills in Kunlun Lake these days.

"Once I break into the realm of divine essence, if I can take a Cicada Shell Pill every day to digest the medicinal power in it, my cultivation will surely improve rapidly."

Chen Zhian thought so in his heart.

He still didn't know that it took more than a month for the Furnace Treasure Record to be refined to the third level. The speed was already incredibly fast and no one would complain it was too slow.

He didn't even know that if it were someone else, taking one Cicada Shell Pill every day, within three days, their true energy would be disrupted and their pulses would explode and they would die.

However, after more than ten years of root and bone reconstruction by Chen Shuijun, Chen Zhian's bones and roots have become as white as jade and extremely extraordinary.

If your bones are as pure as jade, you can really do whatever you want.

Chen Zhian counted the many medicinal herbs planted in Kunlun Lake, and his eyes fell on the patches of red ginger.

Fifty plants of red ginger are thriving in the spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake.

Another blood-burning ginger fruit is ripening.

The blood-burning ginger fruit has extraordinary effects, but the effect will be greatly reduced every time it is swallowed. Chen Zhian ate one on Dongfeng Street in Sunan Prefecture, but he also prepared a second one.

Even if the effect is greatly reduced, the second Blood-Burning Ginger Fruit may be able to increase the true essence by 10% to 20%, which can be of great use at the critical moment.

In addition, the rhizomes of forty of the fifty red ginger plants were connected together to supply nutrients to each other. A flower bloomed above the spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake, and the fragrance was fragrant.

"The Burning Blood Ginger Fruit is formed by the growth of ten red ginger plants, but I wonder what will grow from these forty red ginger plants?"

Chen Zhian was looking forward to it. However, in the past ten days, the flower had not grown anything except fragrance.

Even the forty interconnected red ginger plants no longer absorbed spiritual nutrients from the Kunlun Lake.

"It seems that with my current cultivation level, the spiritual energy in Kunlun Lake is not enough to support the complete maturity of this medicinal ingredient."

“I wonder if this herb will be mature by the time I break into the Divine Condensation realm.”

Chen Zhian’s mind was full of thoughts.

"I found this red ginger accidentally and planted it in Kunlun Lake in Baiyujing.

After that, I planted many medicinal herbs, but none of them could compare to red ginger.

Thinking about it carefully, this red ginger should be very precious. Even if it is not refined into a pill, just brewing tea and drinking it is enough to strengthen the bones and is also quite useful for the cultivation of true essence. "

After this red ginger, Chen Zhian never encountered such a good medicinal material again.

"Xuantianjing is vast and prosperous. There are countless talented people hidden here. There must also be countless natural treasures hidden here. If I live in Xuantianjing for a long time, I may be able to find better medicinal herbs and plant them in Kunlun Lake."

For Chen Zhian, Kunlun Lake plays a huge role in his path of cultivation, and this role is almost irreplaceable.

If there had been no Kunlun Lake, Chen Zhian would have probably embarked on the path of cultivation much later. Without the support of those medicines, his cultivation speed would never have been so fast.

"Only by carefully managing Kunlun Lake can you go further and more steadily on the path of cultivation."

When Chen Zhian thought about this, he saw that there was no sign of Lao Huang Liang and Jiao Nu in Kaiyang Palace, so his consciousness left Baiyujing.

He stood up from the pavilion and was about to go back to the house to rest when he heard someone knocking on the door.

When Chen Zhian went to open the door, he saw that the person knocking on the door was the doorman at the front of Fosang Street.

Although he was called a doorman, he was tall and strong, dressed in black tights, with sharp eyes. The aura he exuded was even more powerful than those iron-clad soldiers in Sunan Mansion.

"Mr. Chen, there is a visitor in the street who wants to see you." The doorman saluted.

Chen Zhian stuck his head out and looked towards the intersection of Fusang Street from afar, and saw a sedan chair parked there.

"Who is coming?" Chen Zhian asked.

"It's the sedan chair from the Minister of War's residence, and the visitor is Miss Si Wu, the daughter of General Rongtian." The doorman replied.

Chen Zhian couldn't help but frown when he heard the answer.

Miss Si, what are you going to do with him?
But he did not think much about it, just shook his head and said to the doorman: "Please reply and tell them that I am painting and cannot see guests."

He closed the door and the concierge went to respond.

In the sedan chair, Si Yao couldn't help but frown when he heard the doorman's reply.

Qingxue, the maid who was sitting beside her peeling lychees, was even more surprised. She wiped her hands and got off the sedan chair, and asked the doorman in a low voice: "Have you told Mr. Chen about my young lady's identity? Where did the sedan chair come from?"

The doorman said respectfully, "Of course I explained it in detail, but Master Chen said he was painting and couldn't be disturbed, so he couldn't see guests.

We are just the gatekeepers guarding the street, and we pass on the messages that the adults living on the street say."

Qingxue couldn't help but take a deep breath. She got on the sedan again and said angrily, "This painter surnamed Chen really thinks he is a big shot. He even dared to refuse entry to my Si family."

Si Yao was also very puzzled.

Logically, if a painter wants to become famous, he has to rely on real wealthy families like these.

Only when wealthy and powerful families treat you courteously and ask for your paintings can a painter accumulate fame, and only after he becomes truly famous can he sell his paintings at a high price.

But now, this painter named Chen doesn't even want to meet people from the Minister of War's residence, so who does he want to meet?
Outside the sedan, the middle-aged scholar saw Chen Zhian sticking his head out from afar, and fearing that his young lady would be upset, he took the initiative to say, "Young lady, don't mind it.

The concierge called Mr. Chen "Mr. Chen". It seems that the person who just poked his head out was Painter Chen. This person... is quite young, which surprised me."

"As a young man who has just arrived in Xuan Tianjing and has won the favor of Princess Linglong and Princess Shangqiu, he is naturally a bit arrogant.

In addition, the imperial court is approaching, and the status of painters has risen sharply in February and March. They are treated with courtesy everywhere, and their arrogance has become even stronger. "

The maid Qingxue also nodded and said angrily, "Having never seen the world, one's arrogance becomes stronger. Mr. An Zhi is right. It's a pity that the old lady wants this young man to paint. It's really distressing."

"After the court ceremony, he will know that Xuan Tianjing treats painters with courtesy, but there is a limit. If he is so arrogant, if he offends the domineering young masters and young ladies of aristocratic families in the future, it is possible that he will be dead in the countryside one day."

"No problem." Si Yao shook his head: "Send someone to keep an eye on him. He will eventually leave this Imperial City Eighth Street. Then we can invite him back."

"All the painter wants is a few pieces of silver. Just give it to him. There will always be a price he can't refuse."

(End of this chapter)