Chapter 247: Metamorphosis
A lot of heat emanated from White Rock Creek. 35xs
The skin of his whole body quickly reddened, and a large amount of liquid internal qi began to circulate at high speed in the internal qi network in his body. That's a lot faster than before, and it's getting faster over time.
"It's a matter of success or failure."
Bai Shixi knew that there were not many drugs that could have such an effect on him now. With the use of gold balm and the continuous strengthening of the body, it has been reduced to a simple nourishing skin care product.
Any drug is most effective when taken for the first time.
He endured the burning sensation in his body, shoved all the flesh in his hand into his mouth, and swallowed it.
hiss
A massive amount of internal qi erupted from the pores of his skin, and the cold Zhou Yi Health Shui Yue Gong, as well as the blazing Yan Ji Non-Heavenly Gong internal qi, slowly diffused and spread out in the meditation room, covering all the gaps in the meditation room with the situation of a blood net.
Bai Shixi felt that as soon as the flesh and blood entered his throat, it was like a fire, burning straight from his mouth to his stomach, and large strands of hot air spread wildly from his stomach to all parts of his body.
The sense of transformation in the body is accelerating little by little. And the hot qi from the flesh and blood of the four-legged dragon seems to be continuously digested into internal qi and replenished into the huge internal qi circulation.
The internal qi is getting thicker and thicker, more and more.
The density in the quiet chamber is also increasing. The two internal gases with different properties mix and collide with each other, and gradually, over time, they begin to glow with subtle faint colors.
Yanji is not Tiangong internal qi, it is a faint red.
And Zhou Yi Health Water Moon Gong is a faint blue.
Poof, as if something had exploded.
Bai Shixi suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and it didn't take long for him to feel a burst of heat in his body again.
As soon as it was so cold and hot, fine gray-black impurities gradually seeped out from the surface of his skin.
Some faint yellow mucus was also expelled from his body.
"Started" his heart moved, slowly closing his eyes, emptying his body and mind, and letting everything go to that pure sense of transformation.
Bai Shixi didn't know how long this trip would last, but he knew that this retreat would be an opportunity for him to truly step into a new level since he practiced martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, the Jiuhua Festival has arrived.
After a year of famine, the Northland has barely survived the period of suffering. Some of the small squires, landlords, manor owners, and businessmen who had persevered in the past also began to regain their activity. Take advantage of the Jiuhua Festival to start holding some promotions and other activities to reopen the store.
Because of the suppression of White Stone Creek, most of the Northland has been free of ghost turmoil, and occasionally it appears, and there are experts who will immediately go to solve it.
The long-lost peace has brought about a resurgence of farmers, fishermen and hunters. Hunters hunt fierce beasts and dangerous animals to maintain the safety of the surrounding mountains and forests in disguise. 35xs
The resumption of the cultivation of the land by the farmers and the resumption of fishing by the fishermen temporarily halted the further development of the famine.
Because the director of the painting boat is aimed at the targets of hunting, they are all masters and have nothing to do with ordinary people, so he has little impact on the people. In addition, she has recently gone to other regions to hunt, and the major cities have slowly returned to calm.
The members of the Sequoia Army spontaneously held the Jiuhua Festival, and the elders and chief of staff did not stop them, but took the opportunity to participate together and have a lively time.
Except for Sequoia Island, the rest of the rudders in various places responded one after another, hanging pink Jiuhua garlands on both sides of the gate.
He also invited the master of the college to teach and write holiday couplets.
These trivial matters have always been decided by Xuwen and the other chiefs of staff. But this time, because it was the first big festival after the famine, there were calls from all over the gang to hope that White Rock Creek would show up to preside over the celebration ceremony.
Under the public will, Xuwen had no choice but to go to Sequoia Island and try to inform Baishixi to give it a try.
"The commander is still in retreat?" Xuwen stood in the courtyard outside the quiet room, and when he heard the answer of the guard, he showed a helpless expression.
"Yes, it's been a few days of retreat now." Konoe replied respectfully.
"Can't you even come forward to host such a festival?" The void is a little regretful.
"Commander E, I have instructed that no one should be disturbed during the retreat." Konoe replied carefully.
"Is it a virtual text?" Suddenly, a clear, dull voice came from the quiet room.
"Yes." Xuwen perked up, and hurriedly bowed his head and said respectfully.
"You can preside over the celebration without asking me. I can't come for the time being. White Rock Creek said calmly.
Xuwen hurriedly bowed his head.
"Then, quit the paper." He turned to leave.
"Wait!" Bai Shixi stopped him, "Is today the Jiuhua Festival?" ”
This sentence was inexplicable, but Xuwen still answered honestly.
"Yes."
"Jiuhua flowers are blooming, is it today?" White Rock Creek asked again.
"To be exact, it's tomorrow, generally speaking, Jiuhua flowers bloom, referring to the second day of the Jiuhua Festival. Tomorrow is the time when the flowers are at their most blooming. The virtual text replied quickly.
White Stone Creek was silent.
"Okay, I see, you go down."
With doubts in his heart, Xuwen slowly retreated.
In the quiet room, Bai Shixi sat cross-legged on the futon, and the room was filled with thick smoke, and the gray-white smoke condensed and did not disperse, enveloping the entire quiet room, and also shrouding his body at this time.
"Jiuhua Festival is the time when the people of the Edge Military Academy plan to do it." He has been in retreat for a few days, and the movements of the outside world have always been transmitted to him by the fan girl and the guards in the army.
Stretching out his hand, Bai Shixi gently stroked a black letter on the ground in front of him.
He already knew the contents of the letter, it was sent by the mysterious and unpredictable military academy, sent to the military commander's study on Sequoia Island, and after being discovered by the guards, he was sent to the quiet room.
He also read the content inside, and there was only one place and one time on it. It just so happens that the time is tomorrow.
White Rock Creek knew what they meant. This is a letter that requires his cooperation. The place and time are all notices from the director of the interception and painting boat.
These days, the news from the fan girl feedback, the director of the painting boat and the two of them went all the way to the east, and then down the river on the ice field, which has been far away from the mountain city and closer to the warmer Tianhe.
However, this distance, for a powerhouse of their level, is only a few hours away.
"So unscrupulous, it seems that tomorrow is really a big war coming." His appearance is no different from usual, but his body is more gloomy and calmer than before, and even the slightest trace of martial arts practice is hidden and disappeared. It looks like an ordinary boy who has just recovered from a serious illness.
"Then, it's time for me to start my arrangement, and there are still about forty units of Yin Qi."
He paused.
"Cell phone."
Under the silent thought in his heart, a light blue square slowly emerged, suspended in front of his eyes.
"The Extreme Yang Dao may be able to deduce a layer"
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(End of chapter)