God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp and he said firmly: "Mom, don't worry! I will definitely cultivate to become a strong man as soon as possible and use my own power to protect you."

Taking the blood pill, Zhang Ruochen returned to his room and continued to practice hard.

"Empress, it is said that warriors not only need to take blood pills, but also practice martial arts. They must have the martial arts to open up meridians." The maid Yun'er said.

Concubine Lin looked at Zhang Ruochen's leaving figure, pursed her lips, nodded bitterly, and said, "I know! However, even the lowest-level technique costs more than five hundred silver coins. With my current financial resources, I can't afford it at all. Moreover, the Queen and the Imperial Master are in charge of the government now, and it is impossible for the Queen to let Chen'er go to the 'Book Hall' to receive the cultivation techniques and martial arts skills. It seems that there is only one way!"

The maid Yun'er said: "Your Highness is going to ask the Lin family? But three years ago, Your Majesty had a complete falling out with the Lin family. Will they train His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

"As long as they are willing to practice the skills for Chen'er, even if they ask me to kneel on the ground to admit my mistake, I can still kneel down." Concubine Lin seemed to be thinking of something in the past, and she couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes.

"But it was clearly not my fault at the beginning..." The maid Yun'er sighed softly.

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The inner space of the space-time crystal is very rich in spiritual energy, and its intensity is about twice that of the outside world.

You must know that in Yunwu County, if the spiritual energy concentration of those famous mountains and rivers reaches 1.5 times, they are considered as treasured cultivation areas and will be competed by major families.

Sitting in the center of the inner space, Zhang Ruochen took out the jade bottle containing ten blood pills, poured out one blood pill from the jade bottle, took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Although the "Blood Pill" is made from the blood of wild beasts, it does not smell of blood, but has a faint fragrance.

When the alchemist was refining the blood pill, he removed the bloody smell and added tiger grass and datura.

Long-term use of blood pills can not only provide a warrior with a steady stream of physical strength, but also improve the warrior's meridians, bones, and internal organs, making the warrior's body stronger.

"It's just a first-grade blood pill." Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and murmured to himself: "With my current level of cultivation, taking a first-grade blood pill is enough."

Zhang Ruochen took a blood pill into his mouth, then immediately re-covered the jade bottle and placed it on the stone platform.

Driven by the true energy, the blood energy of the blood pill quickly melted away, providing Zhang Ruochen with endless physical strength.

"Although I have reached the early stage of the Huangji Realm and become a warrior, my body is too thin and weak and cannot be compared with other warriors. I must make my body stronger, otherwise I will not be able to compete with my fellow warriors. When realm warriors fight, they will suffer great losses."

For warriors, it is not only necessary to practice true energy, but also to practice martial arts.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm!"

This mysterious set of palm techniques appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind. It ranked among the top three in the secret book of martial arts in his memory, and it was just right for him to practice now.

He spread his legs, lowered his waist, filled his legs with the true energy in his body, fixed his body, slowly raised a pair of arms, and began to clap his palms according to some mysterious rules.

In his mind, he imagined that he was an ancient divine elephant with infinite power, an abyss dragon that swallowed clouds and breathed mist. Every punch he made was with all his strength, as if he was trying to punch out every ounce of power in his body.

With each palm strike, all the muscles in the body are pulled, and the true energy in the body is also integrated into the muscles and bones, causing the muscles and bones to degenerate, become stronger, tougher, and even merge with the true energy.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm has a total of thirteen palm seals, which is a low-grade king-level martial skill.

To be precise, if one can practice Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to the thirteenth palm, it will be comparable to god-level martial arts.

Kung Fu and martial arts are divided into five levels: human, spirit, ghost, king, and god.

The first palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, "Barbarian Elephant Riding the Ground", was successfully practiced and its power is comparable to that of a low-level human-level martial arts.

The second palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, "Flying Dragon in the Sky", was successfully practiced and its power is comparable to a mid-level human-level martial skill.

The third palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, "Dragon Elephant Returns to the Field", has been successfully practiced and its power is comparable to the highest-grade human-level martial arts.

The fourth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, "Dragon Image Shadow", has been successfully practiced and its power is comparable to low-level spiritual martial arts.

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The thirteenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is called "Dragon Elephant Destroy the World". Its power is comparable to god-level martial arts, and the power it exerts is unimaginable.

The first few palms of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm can only be regarded as low-level martial arts and are not very powerful. Moreover, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is extremely hard and extremely yang, and extremely difficult to practice. There are very few people who can practice it to the seventh palm.

After the seventh palm, practicing each palm requires a lot of time and a lot of energy. If you can't withstand the strong and yang power in your body, you may even burn your body and spontaneously combust.

It is precisely because of these reasons that Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm can only be regarded as a low-grade king-level martial skill.

Although the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is very difficult to practice, it is just right for Zhang Ruochen to practice now and can make his body stronger in a short period of time.

"The first palm of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm is like a wild elephant galloping on the ground."

Zhang Ruochen first stood upright, then quickly stepped forward, rushed out, and quickly made palm prints.

As quiet as a mountain, as dynamic as a wild elephant.

Practice over and over again, until the true energy in the body is exhausted, then wipe off the sweat, sit cross-legged on the ground, use the divine mark between the eyebrows to absorb the spiritual energy in the space within the space-time crystal, and transform it into an endless stream of true energy.

In the inner space of the space-time crystal, after practicing for nine consecutive days, he finally succeeded in practicing the first palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, "Barbarian Elephant Chidi".

The nine days in the inner space are only the past three days in the outside world.

"I don't know how powerful it would be if I used the first palm of Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm with my current cultivation level?"

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inner space of the space-time crystal, came to the backyard, stood in the center of the courtyard, and circulated the true energy in his body, filling his legs.

"Man Xiang Chi Di."

He rushed out with regular steps.

As the steps progressed, a strong force rushed up from the legs, passed through the waist, abdomen and spine, rushed to the back and shoulders, and spurted out from the arms.

Although it is just one palm move, it mobilizes the power of every muscle in the body, and the explosive power is naturally quite amazing.

"Bang!"

He struck both palms on a thousand-jin boulder that was half a man tall. Then he immediately retracted his palms, stepped on the footprints he had just left, and quickly returned to the original place.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the large stone weighing a thousand pounds and saw two shallow palm-shaped indentations on the surface of the stone. The bottom of the boulder sank about two centimeters into the soil.

Zhang Ruochen was quite satisfied with the power of this palm.

Although Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is currently only a low-level human-level martial skill, it is more advanced than other low-level human-level martial arts, and the power it unleashes is also more powerful.

"The higher the level of martial arts, the more difficult it is to practice. If I were to directly practice spiritual-level martial arts now, it would be impossible to successfully practice them within nine days, and it would take at least more than half a year. Moreover, with the true energy in my body Even with the quantity, they can’t perform spiritual level martial arts.”

The time for practicing martial arts and practicing exercises must be arranged reasonably.

If one focuses on the cultivation of martial arts and neglects the cultivation of martial arts, it will lead to a slowdown in cultivation.

If you focus on practicing martial arts and neglect the cultivation of martial arts, you will suffer big losses when fighting against others.

In any case, after practicing the first palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, Zhang Ruochen finally gained the ability to protect himself eight hundred years later.

In these nine days, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation has also improved greatly. The true energy in the qi pool has been fully cultivated, and he can start to open a second meridian.

But to open up the meridians, you must take marrow cleansing liquid. The queen only gave Zhang Ruochen a portion of the marrow cleansing liquid, which she used when opening the first meridian.

How can I get a second dose of marrow cleansing solution, or even more marrow cleansing solution?

"Ninth Prince, the empress is looking for you everywhere. What are you doing here?" The maid Yun'er saw Zhang Ruochen standing in the center of the courtyard and walked over curiously.

Yun'er was the only maid beside Concubine Lin and Zhang Ruochen. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was quite beautiful, with bright eyes and a pointed chin.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the opposite side of Yun'er, blocking Yun'er's sight to prevent her from seeing the two handprints on the thousand-pound stone in the distance, and asked with concern: "Sister Yun'er, is the injury on your arm better? "

Yun'er shook his head gently and said: "It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, and I'm afraid it will take two or three months to recover."

The injury on her arm was caused by a broken bone when she was pushed out by Hachioji a few days ago. For maids like them, let alone breaking their bones, even if they were beaten to death with sticks, the Eighth Prince did not need to take any responsibility.

In a world where the strong are respected, the weak have no place at all.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why don't you buy a bone and muscle disconnection ointment?"

Yun'er endured the pain in her arm and smiled bitterly: "The worst bone and muscle breaking ointment costs two hundred silver coins to buy. Low-class people like us can't afford it at all. Ninth Prince, you It's already good to be able to care about us slaves. Hurry up and follow me to see the empress. Today, we have to leave the palace."

Zhang Ruochen followed Yun'er and asked curiously: "Leaving the palace? Where to go?"

"Go see Ningshan! I haven't seen her for a long time. You must be very happy, right?" Yun'er had a bright smile on her face and stared at Zhang Ruochen.

Every time he mentioned "Ningshan", he would definitely blush and be as shy as a big girl.

"Who is Ningshan?" Zhang Ruochen just wanted to ask this question, but he immediately swallowed it back.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen must have known the woman named Ningshan before he died of illness, and judging from Yun'er's tone, their relationship might have been unusual.

If Zhang Ruochen asks "who is Ningshan", the secret will definitely be exposed. In this case, remain silent and say as little as possible.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen has been frail and sickly over the years. Except for Concubine Lin, who has always cared about him, he has rarely had contact with others. Otherwise, he would have been suspected long ago.

Yun'er was a little surprised when she saw how calm Zhang Ruochen was, but she didn't think much about it and continued walking towards the courtyard where Concubine Lin lived.