I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 58
"Brother, I'm almost ready. I can smell the aroma of the medicine, and it's getting stronger and stronger!"

Song Boyu nodded, looking excited.

He is officially preparing for a breakthrough. According to the "Tongzi Kung" record, he only needs to sink the wandering child's yang essence into his Dantian to achieve the initiation of divine power.

But in "Wuxian Dayang Gong", this step is extremely critical. It requires the use of 21 kinds of precious yang tonic medicinal materials, plus the newly obtained red blood cinnamon, and [-] medicinal materials, which are boiled for a day and made into a thick paste. Dayang liquid.

Although the remaining twenty kinds of medicinal materials are precious, they are just common medicinal materials. Song Boyu spent more than 100 taels of silver to successfully collect them all.

Today is the time to take the medicine!
For today's success, he has tried fifteen times in his dream and failed eleven times!having lots of experience.

"The medicinal liquid is like fire, golden and red, with the light of jade and the fragrance of musk. It's done in one go! Xiu Niang, I'm counting on you from behind."

Uncle Song couldn't hide his excitement when he looked at the golden red liquid like magma, and turned to Xiuniang and said.

Xiuniang nodded calmly and watched Song Boyu walk into the mud-tile room. After a while, she entered it carrying a medicine jar.

Song Boyu had already entered a large iron vat. In the vat was steaming water, about 40 degrees Celsius, with burning matches underneath.

Xiu Niang poured half of the liquid into the water, and the entire water tank instantly turned into golden red lava, and Song Boyu's skin was also dyed golden red.

As for the remaining half of the golden-red liquid, Xiu Niang heated it over low heat and maintained the temperature between forty and fifty degrees to keep the medicinal properties active.

Two semi-circular wooden boards covered Song Boyu's head below. The circular shape formed by these two wooden boards had a hollow center in the middle, which could just fit Song Boyu's neck.

At this time, Song Boyu was sitting cross-legged in the medicine vat, keeping his spirit in an ethereal state, his mind and eyes running, focusing on his own state, using static pile skills to slowly mediate, making a thunderous sound.

His mouth opened slightly, and the heat was slowly released.

Xiu Niang was on the side, scooping out a level spoonful of golden red liquid from the medicine jar with a porcelain spoon, slowly putting it into Song Boyu's mouth, pressing his tongue with the spoon, and pouring it gently.

The golden-red hot medicinal liquid was mixed with body fluid and quickly absorbed by Song Boyu's intestines and stomach, making his body both inside and outside moistened by the medicinal liquid.

With the resonance of the fascia and internal organs of his body, like thunder roaring, like fried beans and firecrackers, traces of golden energy overflowed from the limbs, bones, internal organs, and six internal organs, and slowly poured into the ball of energy that was about the size of a thumb. .

Song Boyu's consciousness was highly concentrated, and he worked hard to control the essence mass, making it rotate clockwise, inhaling the golden essence, and the whole body gradually turned golden and slowly fell.

This process is long and involves many iterations.

Although the energy mass can be affected by consciousness, it is not as smooth as a person whose limbs are not well coordinated.

Jing Qi Tuan is like a naughty and impatient child, who will give up and do other things if things don't go his way. Song Boyu's consciousness can only guide him slowly like a patient parent.

Fortunately, this process was not the first time. He had tried it several times in his dreams and was very familiar with the reaction of the essence mass.

The purpose of this is to fuse the outer yang essence generated by the drug with Song Boyu's own warm yang essence. The faster the spiral and the longer the time, the better the effect.

Song Boyu's consciousness was like that of a top dog trainer. He controlled this mass of energy and docility, and the husky instantly turned into a golden retriever, extremely docile.

Under the command of his consciousness, the spiral speed was extremely fast. The external yang of the drug and his own child yang resonated strongly, entangled and merged with each other, and the external yang of the drug slowly took over.

This is also normal, after all, "Martial Immortal Dayang Gong" is only a half-step masterpiece, and the creator himself does not have Tong Yang, so he can only rely on the positive effect of the drug to approximate the effect.

This will cause the drug formula of this power to be too overbearing.

"It can't go on like this, Tong Yang has infinite possibilities, how can he put the cart before the horse!"

Song Boyu made a prompt decision and carefully activated a trace of his true intention of killing. He did not dare to attack the essence mass directly for fear of hurting Tong Yang, so he directly slashed at the golden red external yang essence brought by the drug, suppressing its new force and reversing the situation for Tong Yang. Create situations.

At the same time, he consciously slowed down the speed of the spiral and concentrated on controlling Tong Yang to swallow the golden drug Yang Jing.

Gradually, the situation began to reverse, Song Boyu's Tong Yang spirit became stronger and stronger, and the color gradually became golden, like atomized gold, with a thrilling original beauty.

Slowly, Tong Yang's essence became stronger and stronger. Song Boyu no longer used the true meaning of killing to assist, but directly accelerated the spiral and crazily swallowed the drug Yang Essence.

The mass of essence gradually solidified, gradually turning into an external mist state and an internal liquid state. The energy inside continued to accumulate, and the volume continued to shrink, slowly becoming the size of a soybean grain.

"It's not enough, I want to turn it into a pure liquid state to achieve a real qualitative change!"

A desire arose in Song Boyu's heart. He wanted to accomplish what his predecessors had not accomplished.

Even Wen Xiaoxian, who created the "Martial Immortal Dayang Kung", did not achieve complete liquefaction at the beginning of the Near Sun. He completed complete liquefaction nine times in a row, obtained the Dayang Essence, and also obtained a half-step beyond foundation building. Strength.

The essence that was the size of a soybean grain kept spiraling, shrinking and solidifying, and soon became the size of a rice grain, with a golden light shining through the body.

Xiu Niang was sweating heavily, carefully controlling the heat and feeding Song Boyu the liquid.

Suddenly, the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly increased, and traces of golden light overflowed through the edge of the wooden board, reflecting the same golden light on Xiuniang's face.

"What happened?"

Xiuniang couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, but Song Boyu was still immersed in the state of condensing his energy and ignored her.

Xiu Niang hesitated for a while, then decided to continue to follow Song Boyu's instructions and slowly feed him the liquid, because at this time she could only bite the bullet and go on.

"Hopefully it's a good change."

Xiu Niang whispered, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

Song Boyu continued to condense the extremely compressed essence mass, swallowing and absorbing every trace of the medicinal Yang Jing growing in his body. Just like a star was born from a nebula, the essence mass compressed again and became the size of a millet grain, completely turning into a liquid state, even almost solid. , contains terrifying energy and seems to explode at any time.

"It is at this time that the spiral turns nine and the first yang forms itself, falls into the dantian, and opens up the sea of ​​qi."

Song Boyu's consciousness controlled the brilliance of the essence that was the size of a millet grain, and he tried his best to fall down, but the essence seemed to be out of control. It just refused to fall, but was unstable and seemed to explode at any time.

Song Boyu's face turned green all of a sudden, shocking the Xiu Niang outside.

(End of this chapter)