Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Mystery of the Bone Spur
In the palace of Goryeo in Pingcheng, Zhou Hao sat in a luxurious room with carved beams and paintings, frowning and thinking about something.
"What kind of remains of an ancient beast are those huge bones, why does a small bone spur in its throat have such an anti-heaven function?"
I only heard Zhou Hao muttering in an undetectable voice.
Three days have passed since the brutal and bloody Battle of Heijo. After capturing the first important town in northern Goryeo, it took more than 100,000 Northern Yan troops three days to dispose of the corpses of 100,000 Fusang people.
But although the corpse was disposed of, the strong smell of blood has always enveloped Heicheng. If it is the first time to come, I am afraid that I will be disgusted by the pungent smell of blood.
Fortunately, most of them are accustomed to the pungent smell of blood, and they are used to it, and the smell of blood will naturally dissipate over time.
In the past three days, in addition to cultivating martial arts and completely recovering his internal strength, Zhou Hao has carefully sorted out the origin of this mysterious bone spur and the anti-heaven functions shown in the past, and finally figured out the approximate effect of this bone spur.
The biggest function of this bone spur is to absorb essence! Whether it is from the enemy or from food, this bone spur can absorb essence and transform these essence qi for Zhou Hao's use. As for what other effects there are, at least so far it has not been discovered.
But for that reason, this mysterious bone spur is also an amazing thing!
What is essence? Essence is a person's fundamental vitality! The higher the talent and the stronger the cultivation, the more abundant the essence. This is why the core of mending heaven is to absorb essence for one's own use. As long as there is enough essence, combined with the Heavenly Replenishment, then it is completely possible to essentially improve the cultivation talent.
The reason why since ancient times, no one has been able to successfully cultivate the Heavenly Replenishment Gong is because this essence is too difficult to obtain. Even if countless people have the full support of the big forces behind them, even if they can collect rare medicines, the method of soaking them in the herbal soup of the Heavenly Gong is too inefficient, and they can't obtain enough essence at all to essentially improve their cultivation talent.
But for Zhou Hao, as long as this bone spur was in his hand, that essence was not a problem at all! As long as there was enough time, the cultivation talent would be able to gain a leap from the essence.
The conversion rate of bone spurs to essence qi is amazingly high, and the amount of essence absorbed from food every day may be as high as the amount of rare medicine that others take every day.
But just getting essence from food, the speed is still too slow. If you only rely on eating and drinking every day, if you want to successfully cultivate the Heavenly Replenishment Gong and cultivate the Heavenly Empowerment to leap forward qualitatively, I don't know if you have to wait until that day.
"It seems that we have to find a way to kill more masters! Only by obtaining a large amount of essence from the masters can we support the successful cultivation of the Heaven Replenishing Gong and essentially improve the cultivation talent!"
Zhou Hao continued to whisper to himself.
Three days ago, the essence obtained from the corpses of those two Fusang ninjas was almost the amount that Zhou Hao had accumulated after ten years of eating and drinking!
If you change to a first-class master, how much should it be equivalent to?
What if it's a top player?
Zhou Hao couldn't think about it anymore!
"Alas! It's a pity, this bone spur is actually a picky eater! Only the enemy that the master himself killed, and he must also be a martial artist, this bone spur is interested! Otherwise, there are 100,000 corpses in this Ping City, what a huge amount of essence it must be!"
Zhou Hao said with a little regret.
The remains are regretful, and the maximum effect of bone spurs is summed up, but Zhou Hao is ecstatic in his heart.
As long as you have enough essence, you can improve your cultivation talent!
As long as the cultivation talent can be continuously improved, the cultivation speed can be accelerated again and again!
Just like now, after Zhou Hao used the essence provided by the bone spurs to strengthen and expand the meridians and dantian again, his cultivation speed was improved again.
Zhou Hao's speed of running a big week has dropped from about half an hour before to less than three quarters of an hour. In one day, Zhou Hao's cultivation speed had increased from the original twenty Great Weekly Heavens to twenty-five Great Weekly Heavens!
Although this improvement is far less effective than the first time, it has also increased the speed by a quarter! You must know that it is extremely difficult for other martial artists to increase their cultivation speed even the slightest. If Zhou Hao revealed the speed of his talent improvement, then I don't know how many martial artists would vomit blood in anger because of this!
And the continuous improvement of his cultivation speed means that Zhou Hao's dream of reaching the top master before the age of twenty can be completely realized! In this world where big fists are the last word, if you can have the cultivation of a top master, then you can really control your own destiny and no longer be swayed by others!
Thinking of this, Zhou Hao couldn't help but be excited, raised his head and let out a long howl, and spit out the excitement in his chest.
Before Zhou Hao finished howling, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak".
Zhou Hao stopped howling and looked at the door, only to see Hou Fatzi walking in with a big belly and said, "What is your kid's ghost's name? Let's go, the general is calling us to discuss matters, hurry up!"
After speaking, he pulled Zhou Hao and walked out. Hou Fatzi also joined the death squad, but his luck was surprisingly good, coupled with his golden bell jar's external skills, he didn't even touch a piece of oily skin, which can be regarded as a strange flower.
While walking, Zhou Hao asked, "What did the general call us for?"
"What else can you do? After such a big victory, no matter how you do it!"
Hearing that there was merit to be received, Zhou Hao was excited again!
Combat exploits are silver, and they are the secret books of the exercises! Who can not be happy to hear this news?
After a while, the two came to the main hall of the summer palace. Although this summer palace is not the permanent residence of the king of Goryeo, the main hall is also built quite magnificently, with a length of more than ten zhang and a width of six or seven zhang, which can accommodate hundreds of people.
When the two of them walked into the main hall, there were already two or three hundred people inside, standing silently on both sides. In the center of the main hall, the dragon chair of the King of Goryeo has been removed and replaced with two wide tiger skin chairs, behind which is a tall sandalwood screen.
Zhou Hao and Hou Fatzi didn't say much, walked to a corner on their left hand and stood obediently, waiting for the reward to begin.
Outside, generals walked in one after another, and it was not until half an hour later that the main hall was already full of more than 400 people, and no one came in from the outside.
"Knock!" Suddenly, a drum sounded, and a duck male shouted in a loud voice: "Welcome to His Royal Highness Ji Yue, the Seventh Prince, the Marquis of Yingwu, and the Commander of the Expedition to Goryeo!"
As soon as the words fell, a tall and thin figure slowly turned out from behind the sandalwood screen.
Zhou Hao took a closer look, and saw that this person was wearing a python robe and jade belt, a towering crown, and a gorgeous short sword hanging from his waist, and he was dressed in a tall manner. He was only in his early twenties, but his face was pale, his cheekbones were high, his eye sockets were deep, and his lips were blue.
The young man sat down on the tiger-skin chair on his right-hand side, and with a gloomy look, he kept scanning the hundreds of generals below.