Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 12: One month in a hurry, internal refining begins
  "Such a treasure, if taken, it will have miraculous effects."

Lu Mingyuan thought to himself.

I just don’t know whether to take it now or take it back to Qingzhu Palace.

As soon as he thought this, he noticed that the luster of the Flame Bone Yanghua was dimmer than before.

It turned out that he had just turned over the soil and exposed the roots to the sun, and the potency of the medicine had dissipated.

"It turns out that this flower cannot leave the soil. If it is left in the tomb, it will wither. It seems that it can only be taken here."

After thinking about this clearly, Lu Mingyuan immediately picked the flame flower from the barren grave.

The moment it left the foundation, the red light blooming all around began to restrain itself and entered the flower body.

The phantom like a spark also disappeared.

Lu Mingyuan held the flower in both hands, feeling the heat in his palms. While the medicine was still taking effect, he immediately stuffed the Flame Bone Yang Flower into his mouth without hesitation.

Chew hard with your gums, not letting go of any essential nutrients.

Bitter juice exploded in your mouth.

A burning sensation immediately surged up in my throat, lungs, and stomach, just like drinking strong alcohol, and the effect was even stronger.

Immediately afterwards, the qi and blood in his body immediately began to boil, and his face became extremely red. A warm current rose from his dantian and was transported to all parts of his body.

The martial arts energy is constantly nourished and gradually grows stronger!

It feels like you are lying in a hot tub and being massaged.

"happy!"

Lu Mingyuan could clearly feel the changes on his body, from his skin to his flesh and blood, to his blocked meridians and closed dantian, and his whole body was jumping for joy.

A ray of crystal red light appeared in Dantian, transforming martial arts energy.

Lu Mingyuan was pleasantly surprised and immediately checked the progress of "Blood Eater Sky Meteor Sutra".

"Destiny Master: Lu Mingyuan"

"Cultivation: The First Level of Martial Arts (External Strength)"

"Exercise Technique: The Blood-Taoten Meteor Sutra: Pica Chapter (Second Level: 407/1000)"

In just a short while, the second level increased by more than 300 points, which is comparable to a month of eating. This is before the medicine is fully refined!

With the operation of "Blood Eater's Meteor Sutra", the skin that was originally reddened by the blood slowly faded away and turned into a hard dark purple.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mingyuan knew.

He has reached the peak of the first realm, as hard as copper skin and shining in purple.

And the strength that burst out from his muscles made him feel like he could lift something weighing a thousand kilograms.

The dantian in the body has gained some momentum, and it has begun to forge towards the meridians in the body, and it is very close to the second realm.

Inner refining realm.

The implication is that the texture of human skin is as clear as the texture of a big tree. Those textures are the meridians. Some people's meridians are as narrow as sheep's intestines, and some people's meridians are born with Yangguan avenue. The purpose of practicing martial arts is to transform people's meridians into Chengyangguan Avenue.

The quality of martial arts practitioners will be judged in this realm.

Lu Mingyuan knew that it would take a long time to quickly dissolve the medicinal power of Flame Bone Yanghua.

So now I need to find a quiet place and retreat for a while.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the Taoist temple and bowed gently: "No matter who you are, Lu Mingyuan would like to thank you for your kindness."

After finishing speaking, a rustling sound came from the treetops. I wonder if it was the reply from the fallen Taoist.

After leaving the mountain behind Leng Palace, Lu Mingyuan walked through the garden and on the way back to Qingzhu Hall, he took a careful look at the garden. The old eunuch who was sweeping the floor at the beginning was nowhere to be seen.

Time flies, and soon a month has passed.

Lu Mingyuan has been in Qingzhu Palace and has never been out. He continues to refine the medicinal power of Flame Bone Yang Flower. The rest of his time is allocated to practicing sword skills, boxing skills, sleeping, and eating.

Practicing for two hours every day, allocating sword skills and boxing skills, each can steadily increase the progress by 50 points. After a month, the total is 1500 points. I have just completed the fourth form of Shanshan Fist and the fifth sword technique. , only the last cut is left to achieve perfection.

After running the "Blood Eater's Meteor Sutra", most of the medicinal power was refined, increasing by a hundred points every day. After half a month, it broke through to the inner refining realm. In the second half of the month, it continued to repair the physical body and nourish the martial arts energy in the Dantian. The cultivation base has once again increased to more than half.

This greatly increased his cultivation speed, and correspondingly his cultivation level increased.

Another afternoon, Lu Mingyuan returned to reality from his trance and checked the panel.

"Destiny Master: Lu Mingyuan"

"Cultivation: The Second Level of Martial Arts (Internal Refining)"

「功法：血饕天陨经·异食篇（第三层：1540/3000）、撼山拳（第四式：851/1000）、烈火刀法（第五刀（152/1000）」

"Fate: Trap the Dragon in the Abyss (refining degree 8%), Observe Moments (20%)"

"Fate Traits: Dragon's Head (Elementary), Hidden Dragon (Elementary), Knowing People (Intermediate))"

"Opportunity: None"

The value corresponding to the second level of "Blood Gluttonous Sky Meteor: Pica Chapter" is 1000. After breaking through to the third level, it becomes 3000, which is tripled. At the same time, he needs to eat more things.

I haven't had enough to eat in a month. It can be said that all the leftovers in the imperial dining room were taken care of by Lu Mingyuan.

He estimated that the remaining medicinal power of Flame Bone Yanghua could sustain his breakthrough to the third level of marrow cleansing, and he might have to find another way in the future.

But he was satisfied. The Flame Bone Yang Flower not only brought him nutrients, but also reshaped his meridians, making the originally small and narrow meridians much wider, seven to eight times their original size.

At the same time, his martial arts energy has been nourished to an extremely strong level. Under the same circumstances, no one should be his opponent. I have to find something more to eat.

Just as Lu Mingyuan was thinking, a familiar voice came from the gate of Qingzhu Palace.

"The imperial concubine is here."

Ziyun stepped forward to report.

"I see."

Lu Mingyuan arranged his clothes and got up to greet her. He had only seen his mother a few times this month. It seemed that she had something to do, so she didn't come too often.

"Mom is here to see you."

Wang Zhaoyan walked into the room with a smile on her face. She was still as noble and elegant as ever. Even though she was already thirty years old, her skin was still fair and smooth. No wonder her father liked her so much.

Lu Mingyuan accepted the fact that his mother was a vicious concubine.

If it weren't for his mother, he might not be alive today.

"Mother, my child misses you so much."

Lu Mingyuan said seriously.

Wang Zhaoyan looked at Lu Mingyuan in front of her with great distress, and sighed: "Look, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have lost weight, but you are much more handsome than before. Mom will definitely find a way to save you."

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan's expression froze and he smiled bitterly and said, "Queen mother, you don't actually need to spend so much energy."

Wang Zhaoyan just thought he was worried and said with relief: "Don't worry, your grandfather has been thinking of ways to see if he can make some contributions to redeem you. No matter what, the Wang family is also a prominent family in the imperial capital. When he married your father, , I also took a fancy to this."

Lu Mingyuan could only pray in his heart that he, a good grandfather, would never succeed.

With his current strength, there is really no good end if he leaves the palace. Getting involved is no different from seeking death.

Now it's good to be a transparent person, eat and drink all day long, and wait to die.

Wang Zhaoyan whispered softly, "I heard that you eat a lot more now, so my mother brought a thousand-year-old ginseng and a hundred-year-old deer antlers to make soup for you to replenish your appetite."

"Thank you, Queen Mother!"

Lu Mingyuan was overjoyed when he heard this and gave Wang Zhaoyan a big hug.

Wang Zhaoyan saw that her son was more sensible and closer to her than before, and there was a smile on her face.

But when she saw Ziyun beside her, she couldn't help but frown:
  "Yuan'er, the palace maid you abducted from Wu Zi is a little too weird. I'm looking at you. How about I change it for you?"

Ziyun, who was serving, looked nervous when she heard this.

I felt a little scared.

But the next sentence made her feel at ease.

"Forget about the queen mother, she takes care of her very well. Although she is not good-looking, she is better than being careful enough."

Lu Mingyuan rejected his mother's kindness.

When Ziyun heard him praising her for being careful, she felt happy in her heart. However, when she heard the word "not good-looking", she lowered her head a little, obviously feeling inferior.

"How many more will my mother help you add?" Wang Zhaoyan raised her eyebrows.

Lu Mingyuan shook his head again: "No, there are too many maids. When my father hears about it, he will definitely accuse me again."

A large number of people means complexity, and people from various forces will be inserted into it.

This is not good.

What follows is another scene of a loving mother and a filial son.

Wang Zhaoyan stayed in Qingzhu Hall for half an hour, watching Lu Mingyuan finish the soup, and then left with satisfaction.

With her thoughts on her mind, Wang Zhaoyan left the Qingzhu Hall and walked towards the Qianyuan Palace.

Walk all the way to the entrance of the main hall to meet the current Emperor Yan.

Qianyuan Hall is pure and silent.

Emperor Yong'an finished handling the government affairs and was reviewing local documents. When he saw his beloved concubine coming in, he asked:
  "What happened to that traitor?"

Wang Zhaoyan said softly: "Fortunately, he seems to be in good spirits."

"You can actually hold your temper, but you underestimate him." Emperor Yong'an snorted coldly.

"Pfft!"

Wang Zhaoyan knelt on the ground, pleading with red eyes:

"Your Majesty, Yuan'er has already paid the due price. Thirty years of confinement is a bit long, not to mention that he was still wronged."

"cost?"

Emperor Yong'an narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold tone: "Did you know that the witch he let go returned to the Northern Demon Kingdom and has become a witch from a general to a country. She is in charge of the sacrifices to the gods. It is said that she can communicate with the gods. , was regarded as a divine envoy by the people of the Demon Kingdom, and the great cause of the Northern Expedition that I spent ten years planning was in vain. This is all the good deeds of your precious son."

Wang Zhaoyan defended her son: "That's because the witchcraft's paper figurine technique was not done by him."

Emperor Yong'an said sternly: "Do you have any evidence to tell the world that the only living person died at the hands of a ghost in the Forbidden Army? The evildoer from the Witch Clan took the corpse and dissolved it, and the corpse turned into a pool of black blood. How can you talk about redressing the injustice based on just inference?"

"If you hadn't revealed his birth date, how could he have fallen to this point?"

Wang Zhaoyan cried and said: "It was the demon who deceived me."

Emperor Yong'an said coldly: "The world is impermanent, even my own son must admit it. Recently, Dayan has many things to worry about. The Poetry Festival is coming soon, and envoys from various countries will come to the capital to make offerings. Many evil spirits and heretics have also sneaked into the imperial capital. People from the Taoist sect have sent people to check, but he is much safer in the palace."

(End of this chapter)