Jiang Fa looked down at his hands.
The pale golden luster on the palms has faded away, and the skin looks like normal people.
But as long as his mind moves, that layer of gold will reappear, covering under the skin and above the muscles, making the entire palm as transparent as gold and jade.
This is a sign that the third layer of Great Strength Vajra Art is approaching Minor Achievement.
"Viscera Refinement... is indeed harder than Skin Tempering Bone Forging."
Jiang Fa murmured to himself.
The further back you go, the slower the progress becomes.
Every trace of qi and blood seeping into the internal organs is like using an embroidery needle to drill a hole in an iron plate. Despite all efforts, only a shallow white spot can be seen.
But he is in no hurry.
If you have the talent, as long as you are in the right direction, the rest is just a matter of time.
"Besides, I also have Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art as a foundation. The difficulty of Viscera Refinement is already much lower than that of ordinary warriors."
Jiang Fa withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged and sat back on the bed, urging Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art.
The first level Qi Concealment is only short of the last few points of progress to Perfection.
He closed his eyes and sunk his mind into his body, feeling every rhythm of the blood and qi circulating in his meridians.
Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art The secret of the first level can be summed up in eight words: Qi is stored in the abyss, like a turtle or a snake.
He ran the formula over and over again, gradually gathering, restraining, and compressing the released qi, then gathering, restraining, and compressing again, like kneading a ball of fluffy cotton into a solid iron ball.
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt light all over.
It felt like the heavy armor that had been on my body had been taken off.
The qi and blood in the body are still circulating, but the breath released from outside is completely condensed in an instant, like a deep and calm pool.
With a thought in his mind, the panel appeared.
[Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art(Mid Black Grade)·First floor: Qi Concealment(800/800)·Perfection]
"It's done."
Jiang Fa opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air.
The first level Qi Concealment Perfection, from now on, as long as he does not take the initiative to show his cultivation, ordinary An Jin warriors will not be able to see his depth at all.
Even Transforming Force master, if you don't deliberately investigate, it will be difficult to see through his reality.
"Next it's time to practice the second level Form Concealment."
He opened the book "Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art" and read the second level formula carefully again.
The second level, Form Concealment, is more difficult than the first level.
The first layer Qi Concealment only absorbs Qi Concealment blood fluctuations, making the warrior look like a mortal.
The second level, Form Concealment, disguises Qi as any level of cultivation, and even changes characteristics such as breathing rhythm, pace, and body appearance.
"This is a good thing."
Jiang Fa secretly praised it in his heart.
After reaching the second level Form Concealment Perfection, he can even disguise himself as Ming Jin to make the opponent underestimate his strength and gain an advantage in the battle.
Jiang Fa Close your eyes and start running the second level formula of Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art.
Until one Sunday later,
A line of numbers suddenly appeared on the panel in his mind.
[Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art(Mid Black Grade)·Second floor: Form Concealment(1/1600)]
For the next half month, Jiang Fa's life was very regular.
Get up at the end of every day, go to the martial arts field to practice for one hour Mountain-Breaking Stance, and then practice two hours Cloak Saber and Mountain-Breaking Fist.
At noon, I go back to my room to meditate and practice the third level of Great Strength Vajra Art, allowing Qi and blood to penetrate into the internal organs over and over again.
In the evening, I practiced the second level of Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art and didn't rest until late at night.
The three Azure Wood Elixir have long been exhausted, and the progress of the third level of Mountain-Breaking Stance has steadily increased to more than 700.
But Great Strength Vajra Art entered the country faster than he expected.
The progress of the third level Viscera Refinement has passed 500. The tingling sensation when Qi and blood seeped into the organs has long since disappeared, replaced by a vague feeling of solidification.
[Talent: Heaven Rewards Diligence, Learning Inevitably Bears Fruit]
[Realm: Middle An Jin]
[Exercise method: Mountain-Breaking Stance (Mid Yellow Grade)·Third level (705/1000)
Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art(Heaven Rank, Upper Grade)·Second level (398/3000)
Great Strength Vajra Art(Mystic Rank Lower Grade)·Third floor: Viscera Refinement(561/2000)
Origin-Returning Breath-Concealing Art(Mid Black Grade)·Second floor: Form Concealment(201/1200)]
[Martial Arts: Mountain-Breaking Fist(Mid Yellow Grade)·Perfection(53/1500)
Cloak Saber(Mid Yellow Grade)·Major Accomplishment(801/1000)
Wind-Chasing Steps(Yellow Rank Upper Grade)·Minor Achievement(712/800)]
"My Mountain-Breaking Fist has been trained to Perfection. Its power is greatly improved when used. Cloak Saber is almost as good as Perfection. I will practice Wind-Chasing Steps several times in the past few days and strive to break through it to Major Accomplishment."
"According to this speed, the third level of the powerful Vajra Kung Fu will be perfected in another three to four months."
Look at the numbers on the panel.
Jiang Fa stopped his practice and stood up, exhaling a breath of turbid air, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
More than a month of hard work has finally paid off, and my strength has increased a little.
Now we are not far from Late Dark Force.
He walked to the window, opened it, and the spring breeze blew in his face, carrying the fragrance of several peach trees in the yard.
In the past month, he had rarely interacted with his classmates.
Tang Jin'er would ask someone to bring him some food every now and then. Sometimes it was a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sometimes a plate of preserves, and sometimes even a bowl of white fungus soup that she stewed herself.
For these, Jiang Fa will let the disciples who sent them take them back.
He only has martial arts in his sights now. After all, he doesn't even know who the mastermind of the last assassination was, so how can he dare to be easily distracted.
After doing this several times, Tang Jin'er finally stopped sending it.
Jiang Fa I thought she had stopped.
Unexpectedly, that evening, as soon as he came down from the martial arts arena, he saw Tang Jin'er waiting on his way back to the wing.
"Jiang Fa, Junior Sister Tang have been waiting for you for a long time." Xu Feng waved to him and then said to Tang Jin'er, "Junior Sister Tang, I brought you the people, so we'll leave first."
Tang Jin'er stood in the corridor, wearing a green outfit, with her long hair tied into a ponytail. Instead of the usual bright smile on her face, she looked a little aggrieved.
After all, I couldn't resist the strong pull of Xu Feng and Zhao Chuan.
Jiang Fa I wanted to walk up to her with a cold face.
But he was stunned by her current appearance.
After more than half a month of standing and practicing boxing, she lost the roundness and softness of a girl from aristocratic families in the past, and her whole body became slimmer.
The outline of the oval face that used to be plump and round has become sharp and slender, the childish baby fat has faded away, the jawline is clear and distinct, and the pair of almond-shaped eyes have become clearer, but the fatigue of days of hard work is hidden in the eyes.
The originally slender and white neck became more slender, and the shoulders and back no longer looked weak and boneless, with the erect and upright look unique to martial arts practitioners.
In the past, Tang Jin'er was a willful, squeamish and ignorant rich girl, with a carefree and smart look on her face.
But after half a month of boring and arduous martial arts training, most of the childishness in her body was worn away, leaving her with a calm and tough warrior temperament.
"Senior Brother Jiang."
She walked forward and looked up at him, her eyes slightly red. "Do you hate me?"