Chapter 68

After hustling and bustling until noon, Shangguan Ruomeng finally fell into a deep sleep. During this time, the renowned doctor Kong Qiao from Huiren Hall came to take the young lady's pulse and prescribed a remedy, which finally stabilized her condition.

Shangguan Lingyun also returned from the palace. He had entered the palace late the previous night and didn't come out until noon the next day. It was said that he had entered the palace with Mu Hongtu and Xu Liefeng. No one knew what had happened during the night and half a day, and the old man didn't mention a word. Feng Jueyu only knew that the old man returned with a radiant face, indicating that he hadn't been in any trouble. This couldn't help but make Feng Jueyu wonder how much influence the Shangguan family had in the royal court of Tiannan.

The events of the previous night were clear in Feng Jueyu's eyes. No fewer than four hundred people from the Shangguan residence had been mobilized, and all the residents on the street had joined the search for him. Undoubtedly, these people were the hidden forces that the Shangguan residence had planted outside. Such an organization was enough to form a small imperial guard, and it was no exaggeration to say that they had a private army. The emperor didn't severely punish Shangguan Lingyun, which was indeed puzzling.

Throughout the morning, Feng Jueyu learned a bit about the current situation in Tiannan City from the servants who had returned from outside.

It was said that during the morning court session, the ministers were divided into two factions and engaged in fierce arguments. No fewer than twenty ministers impeached Shangguan Lingyun, and the唾沫 (spittle) almost flooded the entire Zhaohua Hall. In the end, Shangguan Lingyun walked out unscathed and with a radiant face, showing no signs of being affected.

Feng Jueyu could only secretly give the old man a thumbs up, saying, "Impressive." Probably, there was no one more impressive than the old man in the entire country... Of course, Mu Hongtu was excluded...

In the afternoon, Shangguan Ruomeng's condition improved, and she had a good sleep. Feng Jueyu helped her back to his residence, the small building across the way.

It was unclear whether it was an illusion, but the girl's attitude had completely changed. When she spoke to him, she no longer had that mysterious and unfathomable expression; instead, she was more genuine and gentle. Even when Feng Jueyu almost carried her back, Shangguan Ruomeng didn't show any resistance or disgust. Even Feng Jueyu felt that their relationship had noticeably improved and become closer, as if the girl was beginning to accept him...

In the afternoon, Feng Jueyu, worried about Shangguan Ruomeng's condition, went to check on her several times. She remained in a deep sleep. Xing'er was instructed to go to Huiren Hall to handle the matters the young lady had entrusted, and the small courtyard became quiet.

With nothing to do, Feng Jueyu returned to his room to meditate and practice his qi, intensifying his training.

The incident at the Gold and Silver Association had sounded a warning bell for him. He must not be complacent and needed to improve his cultivation immediately.

Fortunately, the Life and Death Unpredictable Art was not difficult to practice. After the two attacks in Lianlang Mountain and Tiannan City, Feng Jueyu found that his cultivation was gradually advancing towards the True Martial Realm, and he had now reached the peak of the Qi Martial Realm, just one step away from the True Martial Realm with golden true qi.

His divine consciousness entered the Hongyuan Space, where the chaotic Hongyuan essence qi permeated everywhere. For some reason, every time he entered the Hongyuan Space, Feng Jueyu's mood became particularly calm, as if the tranquil space had a unique influence on his state of mind.

With a slight movement of his divine consciousness, a strand of Hongyuan essence qi surged out of the Hongyuan Space. The gate to the Hongyuan Space in his mind formed a tight connection with his body, and from his mind, it split into two streams of black and white life and death qi, flowing slowly through his body's major meridians to every corner.

After one, two, and three cycles, he felt the life and death qi in his body becoming increasingly pure and concentrated in his hundred meridians, and Feng Jueyu's complexion gradually improved.

The previous night, he had used the Life and Death Unpredictable Art to kill five assassins, which had been quite draining for him, a beginner in the art.

Life and death qi was not like water in a pond that could be used once it was poured in. Once used, it diminished, and to replenish it, he had to extract and refine it from the Hongyuan essence qi in the Hongyuan Space, a process that was both powerful and troublesome.

Unlike ordinary martial artists who could store true qi in their dantian, the life and death qi could only exist in the hundred meridians of his body. This was a difference between the Life and Death Unpredictable Art and the mystic arts of the Tai Xuan Continent. Thus, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but draw a curve in his mind...

Was it that he hadn't practiced enough?

Or was it that he didn't fully understand the Life and Death Unpredictable Art and had taken a detour?

After all, whether it was the ancient martial arts of his previous life or the mystic arts of the Tai Xuan Continent, all methods had the same fundamental principles.

For those who practiced internal arts, the dantian was the most important. If the dantian could not be opened, one could never enter the hall of internal mystic arts.

Even though the Life and Death Unpredictable Art allowed him to advance rapidly, transforming him from a commoner with no true qi to a mystic arts expert at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm in just a month, spanning eight levels, it was still futile.

"What exactly is the Hongyuan Heavenly Scripture? Why can't it open the dantian? If this continues, when will this young master be able to compare with those True Martial and Divine Martial experts?"

He couldn't keep refining a little life and death qi, using it up, and then finding a place to refine more. It was too troublesome...

Why not try it himself?

Feng Jueyu vaguely remembered that when his master first led him into the art, he said: the qi sea is a point, not something that can be described in terms of size, as it is inherently very small.

Only those who practiced internal arts could use the true qi in their body to connect with the qi sea point, forming a qi sea space, and through true qi and consciousness, they could perceive the size of the qi sea space, which was essentially the strength of the true qi...

It was not like some novels described, where the qi sea was like a room that could be continuously expanded. Rather, the strength of the qi determined the size of the qi sea...

Thus, the term "qi rushing to the dantian" came into play. Martial artists would run their true qi, forcing it into the qi sea dantian point, colliding with the point, and then using special methods to confine the true qi in the qi sea, stabilizing it. Over time, this would naturally form the dantian and the Purple Mansion.

This was easier said than done. Feng Jueyu had experience with qi rushing to the dantian, but each cultivation method had a distinct way of running qi, making the actual practice extremely difficult.

A single mistake could easily destroy the dantian, making it impossible to cultivate qi ever again...

Although it was difficult, this path must be taken...

Feng Jueyu thought about it again and again. Since he was already at the critical point of the Qi Martial Realm, he might as well give it a try. If he could open the dantian and form the Purple Mansion, he could store true qi in the qi sea and wouldn't have to rely on the meager life and death qi every time.

With this in mind, Feng Jueyu activated the life and death qi, directing it with all his might towards the dantian...

It must be said that the Life and Death Unpredictable Art had a significant advantage. After mastering the first level, the hundred meridians were already connected, and running and transporting qi was effortless, without any obstruction.

Using his own method to attempt qi rushing to the dantian was much easier.

In his inner vision, Feng Jueyu saw the vast scene of the hundred meridians converging on the dantian. Countless streams of life and death qi continuously surged to the dantian point, the qi sea center, like black and white dragons tightly coiling around the dantian, forming a spectacular "hundred dragons vying for the pearl."

Of course, qi rushing to the dantian was a laborious task. After just ten breaths, fine beads of sweat appeared on Feng Jueyu's forehead...

The sweat grew larger, gradually soaking his clothes. The dantian qi sea area felt like it was being pricked by needles, causing excruciating pain...

Feng Jueyu knew that this was the critical moment. He couldn't relax, nor could he be too hasty. He could only proceed gradually. If there was any danger, he could withdraw the life and death qi and still save his life without damaging the qi sea dantian. But if he was careless, he might lose his life here.

Feng Jueyu adopted a method of forced infusion, gradually sending the life and death qi over. Once it was stable in the dantian, he immediately blocked all other meridians to prevent the true qi from flowing and destabilizing the qi sea dantian.

Then, Feng Jueyu saw that the hundreds of black and white qi streams near the qi sea center were like dragons fighting, and he even heard the mysterious sound of true qi colliding.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each collision brought immense pain to Feng Jueyu, causing him to sweat profusely and tremble all over.

However, at this moment, he couldn't relax. Feng Jueyu carefully observed the changes in the qi sea dantian, ready for any situation. If any force was too strong, he would withdraw the life and death qi.

Suddenly, Feng Jueyu noticed a strange phenomenon...

Near the center of the qi sea dantian, during the collisions of the hundreds of black and white life and death qi, sparks of light were produced. These sparks did not disappear immediately but transformed into a kind of muddy yellow true qi. Some could last for a long time, while others were destroyed in the collisions of the life and death qi.

Over time, this muddy yellow true qi increased, and some began to merge, forming a small, thumb-sized sphere.

It was like a tumor growing inside his body, not in the center of the qi sea but at a distance, neither close nor far.

Moreover, this sphere of muddy yellow true qi was constantly rotating around the center of the qi sea, without any fixed path.

Feng Jueyu was increasingly amazed. He knew that any true qi should only reside in the qi sea dantian, but this muddy yellow sphere appeared in the meridians, occupying a small space, giving a sense of a different world.

It seemed that the muddy yellow sphere both existed and did not exist, a very mysterious feeling...

"What is this?"

Feng Jueyu had been trying to rush his qi to the dantian for a long time, but the dantian showed no signs of change. Instead, a true qi node appeared in a certain meridian. Surprised, Feng Jueyu decided to try to break through from the muddy yellow sphere. But when he directed the life and death qi towards the sphere...

"Buzz!"

Feng Jueyu felt a buzzing in his mind, making him dizzy and unsteady, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood...

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