My Liver Experience in Reality

Chapter 17 Reagents
"101?"

After a while, Zhang Xuanchong returned to Jiang County. When passing by a pharmacy, he saw a weighing scale outside, and asked about it. After getting a usable answer, he tried to stand on it.

But he didn't expect that he actually passed 100 kilograms.

"My size doesn't look like this tonnage at all, so there is only one explanation, my density is higher than ordinary people..."

"Yes, it must be so..."

Zhang Xuanchong recalled what he saw in the mirror this morning, and had a guess in his heart.

After getting the desired result, he didn't delay and walked straight towards home.

……

The top of the unnamed mountain.

"call!"

Zhang Xuanchong took a deep breath. In his hand, he was holding a tonic medicine that the old man said would heal the dead. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it directly...

Uh!
As soon as the medicine fell into his stomach, Zhang Xuanchong felt the difference.

The new version of the medicine is even more violent, and it seems to be endless, unscrupulously radiating its heat from the stomach to the surrounding...

Feeling the 'hot coals' in his stomach, Zhang Xuanchong was not surprised but happy, and quickly collected his mind, controlled his energy and blood, and practiced his six forms!
As time passed, Zhang Xuanchong fought ten rounds of "Xingyiquan-Zhen" on the top of the mountain. At this moment, the new version of Bigu Pill in his stomach was almost exhausted.

Even though his body was still tired, the joy in his heart was evident in his movements, because it was so cost-effective, in comparison, one new version of Bigu Pill could be worth thirty or forty of the old version of Bigu Pill.

"If I knew this recipe earlier, who would buy the old version..."

Zhang Xuanchong slandered his stomach in his heart, but when he turned his head and thought about the feeling when he swallowed the medicine just now, he had a new idea,

"But it's not right. Maybe the previous me might turn over again. This medicine is too powerful. Ordinary people, even those soldiers in the army, may be filled with blood from their orifices after eating one. Died suddenly..."

He shook his head, took out another pill from the old water glass, and swallowed it without any hesitation this time.

He wants to practice Wuqinxi to restore his body.

After feeling the 'burning coals' in his stomach, he stretched his body and jumped towards the center of the field.

Zhang Xuanchong's familiar posture was immediately unfolded, and his body was tossing and turning on the bumpy ground, the tiger was arrogant, the bear was domineering...

As the time he practiced Wu Qin Xi gradually increased, different perceptions appeared in each practice, and these perceptions shortened the time of his practice.

From the very beginning, it took nearly an hour for one round, then half an hour for each round after proficiency, and now Xiaocheng, it takes less than half an hour for each round...

When Zhang Xuanchong went to the top of the mountain, it was still after nine o'clock. After he finished ten rounds of "Xingyiquan-Zhen", at ten o'clock, he was going to practice Wu Qinxi for three hours, and then continued to temper his body, and so on, until Contemplate the 'burial scriptures' at night.

When you are serious, time often flies by.

For Zhang Xuanchong, it was even more so, it was dark in a blink of an eye.

When it was past eight or nine in the evening, the burning sensation in his stomach still remained, but he also stopped, just in time to finish this round of Wu Qin Xi.

call!
He exhaled lightly, blowing the grass leaves flying on the ground.

There was no sweat stains or greasy all over his body, what he looked like when he came out, he was still what he was when he went back.

In Zhang Xuanchong's view, the reason why people sweat is entirely due to the increase of internal heat and the need to expel heat, but he is different from ordinary people.

Leaving aside the membrane under his skin, it is said that his body, which has been raised by Wu Qinxi three times, has extremely high tolerance to temperature. Even hot water at [-] or [-] degrees is just bath water for him, and the temperature is moderate. That's all.

He has now upgraded the 'Xingyiquan-Zhen' to the entry level. Although he has not tried it after that, it is expected that the resistance to temperature will only be higher.

His membrane will lock everything such as heat, sweat, qi and blood in his body under any circumstances, unless his internal heat makes him unable to bear it, otherwise he is impermeable.

After exhaling this breath, Zhang Xuanchong took two water glasses and the mobile phone next to him, and began to slowly descend the mountain.

Ten minutes later, he entered the house.

After a simple wash, he went to bed. In the past, before going to bed, he would take an old version of Bigu Pill to slowly nourish his body, but today he had already finished the Bigu Pill, and the new version of Bigu Pill he took last still had some medicinal power. Expected to make it through tonight.

"panel!"

Instead of falling asleep, he sat cross-legged on the bed and called out the panel.

【Name: Zhang Xuanchong】

【Lifetime: 24/125】

【Fine: 2.5】

【Qi: 0】

【God: 1.7】

[Methods: Wu Qin Xi (Small Accomplishment: 175/1000), Xingyiquan (Introductory: 51/100)]

【技：形意拳（入门：51/100）、三体式（熟练：101/500）、箭经（未入门：1/50）、葬经（未入门：0/50）】

【Tao Yun: 0】

"The proficiency of Xingyiquan has increased by 30 points, and it can be broken through the day after tomorrow at the latest. Wu Qinxi is estimated to take a month, which is fast, that is..."

He casually glanced at the panel twice, affirming his progress.

But when he turned his attention to the 'burial scriptures' at the end, his mentality was a bit wrong.

This is the first time he has encountered a skill that he can't even enter.

"According to the introduction, this burial scripture is to passively improve the skills of gods, and its main purpose is to 'hope'..."

"'Wang Qi' relies on God, but it doesn't depend entirely on God. It is also related to the visualization..."

"And this visualization has something to do with the burial scriptures. If you want to get started with the burial scriptures, or even improve, you must constantly manifest the visualization objects, or even fully visualize them..."

"Visualization will consume God..."

"Fuck! Why is it a loop..."

Zhang Xuanchong rubbed his face hard, and continued to think.

"According to the theory of Taoism, spirit, energy and spirit are interdependent, and no matter which one is lacking, one cannot do well, so my spirit will improve along with the improvement of spirit.

But I really don’t know what this qi is, I thought it was qi and blood at first, but now it seems that it is not, because people without qi and blood can only be dead..."

"But that's not important, the key is this burial scripture...whether I can rely on my god to forcibly control the state of 'harmony between man and nature'.

Maybe wait for my god to break through above three points..."

Zhang Xuanchong shook his head, and ended his wild thinking. Those things without shadows are still too early, let's study visualization now, he wants to get started with this burial scripture now.

"The funeral scriptures..."

He turned off the panel, followed the introduction of the funeral scriptures, began to empty his mind, and then visualized something.

"Empty..."

At this moment, Zhang Xuanchong tried his best not to think about anything, and then looked for the most suitable thing for his visualization...

But this step has been carried out every night in this half-dream and half-awake state since he made the "burial scripture" into a fake, without any progress.

Either he was stuck in empty space, or he couldn't find the most suitable visualization object for him.

But tonight, it seemed to be different.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanchong's mind is full of distracting thoughts, and he can't do the kind of undivided attention when practicing martial arts...

"Why would I resign..."

"And why do you practice martial arts..."

"Is it because of the panels?"

"No, at least not entirely. The reason why I practiced martial arts and resigned was to see different landscapes. Extraordinary and boundless life is a process and a different landscape, not the ultimate goal. The panel gave me the opportunity, but I still have to work hard..."

"Wang Qi is the unity of heaven and earth, and the unity of heaven and man, but if I visualize myself directly, I am most familiar with myself, so why give up myself and seek other things!!"

Suddenly, these thoughts were swept away, Zhang Xuanchong seemed to understand his heart, he was a bit of a second child, but it didn't affect anything.

At this moment, his mind is empty, like a chaos, and he needs to splash ink to create different colors.

What Zhang Xuanchong is most familiar with is himself. In an instant, he used his mind as the brush and God as the paint to start building the skeleton.

This step couldn't be difficult for him, because he knew his own "muscles, bones, skin, flesh, blood, marrow, blood" very well, and the analysis of the human body and the diagram of the circulation of qi and blood had already explained everything to him.

As he began to write in his mind, a slight change suddenly appeared on the panel that was stored somewhere, but of course he didn't know about all of this.

Time goes on and on...

After he finished copying the skull, he stopped writing for the first time because...

Outside, Zhang Xuanchong suddenly opened his eyes and gasped heavily. He was very tired. This kind of tiredness was not physically tired, but mentally tired...

He felt as if he hadn't slept in a year, and he was so sleepy at the moment that he couldn't control so much anymore, so he just fell asleep.

As soon as he stuck to the pillow, he fell asleep instantly as if he had returned to his mother's arms when he was a child.

(End of this chapter)