The bright sunshine illuminated the main house of Listening Waves Courtyard, shining on Chu Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the榻. He sat cross-legged, holding the Flying Dragon Bone in his left hand and the Flying Dragon Pearl in front of his chest, allowing the third level of the Dragon Transformation Art to absorb the Flying Dragon Bone.
His ultra-sense was constantly observing the changes in Mo Chunyu's visualization diagram, the changes in his aura, and his physical condition.
In his mind, he compared him to Chu Qingfeng.
He vaguely felt that Chu Qingfeng was superior.
This feeling was very subtle, not derived from the visualization diagram or the body, but from a mysterious and inexplicable sense.
As for why they couldn't be recorded in writing or spoken, no one knew the reason, only that every Grandmaster followed this rule.
Hou Zhijie smiled and said, "We are still young, and it's inevitable that we'll have some bumps and bruises. Let us handle our own affairs, and you old folks shouldn't interfere."
That was indeed an illusion; it was indeed much lighter.
Duke Kang doted on his son and failed to teach him properly, but his thick skin was indeed extraordinary.
Weakened soul?
Or was it that before the golden energy merged into the bone marrow, the limit of mental strength was lowered, equivalent to expanding the capacity of mental strength?
Let's practice and see.
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Mr. Mo's painting skills are so superb," Chu Zhiyuan exclaimed with emotion, "It's an eye-opener!"
I thought for a while and circulated the Heavenly Essence Art.
After circulating the Dragon Transformation Art for one cycle, the mental strength that the Heavenly Essence Art needed to replenish was far less than after completing a major cycle.
The purple-gold bones suddenly softened and then hardened, slowing down the speed significantly, and the fist did shrink a circle, which, combined with the speed,
gave people a fierce and unparalleled strong impact.
I suddenly threw a punch.
It didn't look fat or strong from the outside, purely because of the changes in the bones.
Why did it feel that the body had hardened, and it was indeed heavier?
Duke Kang immediately felt a clarity in his mind.
I was filled with emotion, only feeling that the Dragon Transformation Art was infinitely mysterious, truly incredible and beyond imagination.
It could condense golden energy and integrate it into the bone marrow.
The tenth Flying Dragon Bone had already turned into white jade, and there was still some remaining aura.
What would that be then? Could it be refining the bone marrow to be in harmony with the mind, able to change the bone marrow through the mind?
At this moment, I felt refreshed, the world was bright, and it was slightly different from the previous feeling.
I thought for a while and circulated the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Art again, stopping abruptly when approaching the last eight acupoints and dissipating the aura.
So-called marrow refinement, is it refining mental strength, the soul?
I immediately smiled.
This made Chu Zhiyuan quite emotional.
My body floated, leisurely out of the house, like a feather, silent and soundless, yet as swift as a ghost.
He saw Duke Kang sitting steadily, even if there was no room for him to interrupt, even if Mo Chunyu didn't take him seriously at all,
he still sat steadily.
I began to urge the seventh level of the technique.
The bones no longer had luster, and some fine patterns appeared on the dark surface.
Mo Chunyu cupped his fist and said, "Your Highness, I will also take my leave now. When Tianhai is better, I will have him personally come to apologize."
I only occasionally urged the Heavenly Essence Art to replenish mental strength.
He had always been very curious, but unfortunately, it was destined to be difficult to figure out.
I then urged the Heavenly Essence Art again.
Compared to the Purple Yang True Scripture, which is stronger and which is weaker in the martial arts of Asking Heaven Cliff?
While observing that side, while absorbing the aura of the Flying Dragon Bone, suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and his ultra-sense suddenly retracted, concentrating on observing his body.
"Then it's settled!"
Duke Kang didn't understand.
Marrow refinement.
The fist was both fast and fierce, and it seemed to be a circle bigger.
One moment heavy, one moment light, one moment soft, one moment supple.
This feeling of being full of energy after a sound sleep appeared again.
Within the body, the purple-gold bones suddenly lit up, the purple-gold light dazzling, and then converged again, all the purple-gold luster converging into the bones.
The bones seemed to have become an organ of the body, like the seven orifices and the internal organs, able to be controlled autonomously, able to change with thoughts, no longer fixed and unchangeable, a place where qi could not reach.
It felt like waking up from a sound sleep, with abundant energy and spirit.
For a time, I couldn't figure it out, as if I was in a fog.
But for myself, it was useless.
I wanted to compare the similarities and differences between the two,
Through the mental strength replenished by the Heavenly Essence Art, I had a discovery.
This kind of thick skin is easy to say but difficult to do.
"Huff!"
I tried to circulate the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Art again, and after one cycle, the purple qi of the Great Purple Yang Art turned into a wisp of golden energy and merged into the bone marrow.
I only felt infinite strength all over my body, as if I could break through the sky with one punch, and my body was as light as a breeze, able to float up and fly to the horizon, fly to the endless distance.
Compared to Chu Zhiyao and Chu Zhiting, this punch was worlds apart.
I found that my spirit was getting better and better, stronger and stronger, and I found that the range of my ultra-sense was slowly expanding.
"Then come again tomorrow," Hou Zhijie said, "Come early, let's chat to our heart's content. I have a few very good paintings, Mr. Mo can't miss them."
Mo Chunyu stood up and stroked his beard with emotion: "What a great Grandmaster, truly worthy of extraordinary bearing."
Could it be that marrow refinement is to restore the spirit?
It's not just training the bones to be tough and supple, but also refining the bones into one with oneself, uniting with the mind, able to control them.
That is true bone refinement.
After a moment, the spirit was full again, truly full.
"Mr. Mo is leaving already?"
Chu Zhiyuan hurriedly wanted to see him off, but Chu Minghou's speed was extremely fast, and he had disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ultra-sense can observe every part of the body, both tangible and intangible, but it can't observe the brain, just like a mirror can't reflect itself.
The xenon-argon purple qi flowed, forming a strange pattern by returning between different acupoints in the body along a simple route.
Circulating the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Art consumes a lot of energy, so when circulating the Heavenly Essence Art, one can absorb the nectar of the void to replenish the spirit.
But I frowned.
Chu Minghou stood up, cupped his fist, and said, "Your Highness, I should go back today. I will come to visit another day."
And being able to absorb it indicates that the spirit has been consumed and needs to be replenished.
These ten Flying Dragon Bones really helped me a lot, allowing my strength to skyrocket again. More importantly, I can practice the seventh level now.
I finally determined that the marrow refinement layer was actually strengthening the soul.
My Duke, in Chu Minghou's eyes, is really nothing. He doesn't even look at me, treating me as non-existent.
"Entangled in worldly affairs, alas, there's no way," Hou Zhijie said with a smile.
"Okay, then tomorrow afternoon, I'll come early and bring a few good paintings."
The bone marrow increased that wisp of golden energy, but it needed to replenish more mental strength.
When the Heavenly Essence Art no longer absorbed nectar, it meant that the mental strength was full.
The Flying Dragon Pearl was worn on the chest, and the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Art immediately surged, without me needing to concentrate and urge it. After saying that, he turned and left.
But I found that after circulating the Heavenly Essence Art, nectar fell from the sky, and my spirit was rapidly recovering. The so-called fullness before was just a facade.
The Heavenly Essence Art has a characteristic: if the spirit is full and doesn't need replenishment, it won't absorb the nectar of the void.
Hou Zhijie looked at the Flying Dragon Bone with emotion.
I circulated the Heavenly Essence Art again.
The air seemed to collapse.
"... — - That's true, haha," Mo Chunyu laughed heartily.
For others, it is indeed a wonderful technique, like possessing countless spirit-enhancing pills.
Was it that the condensation of golden energy would drastically consume mental strength?
I stepped on the ground, but I knew that my weight had not actually increased, at least increased by seventy pounds.
In the end, the xenon-argon purple qi condensed into a wisp of golden qi, passed through the bones, and was absorbed by the bone marrow.
These patterns were layered on top of each other, dense and numerous, but their distribution was wonderful, forming朵朵鲜花.
Since the mental strength was insufficient, why did I have the feeling of being refreshed after a sound sleep?
The power of this punch was truly astonishing.
I beamed with joy.
Little Sky Thunder Hammer.
The complexity of the seventh level of the technique's energy circulation route is twice that of the eighth level. Without practicing the seventh level, the mind cannot withstand a full cycle.
The Heavenly Essence Art has this effect.
Because the bones can change with a thought, becoming tough, becoming supple, like an alloy.
But the amount of mental strength replenished is different.
"Haha — —" Chu Minghou was happy and forthright, cupping his fist and laughing, "Your Highness, I'm leaving, no need to talk about these empty formalities, farewell."
