672 A thread, a strand, ten years of effort

Jin Luo paused for a moment, and seeing that He Chen did not care, continued, "In this way, we can draw water from the canal and solve the water problem."

However, the cost is very high, and it is difficult to recover the cost in a short period of time.

If villagers were recruited to participate in this project, many expenses could be reduced.

He Chen shook his head slightly and instructed softly, "No need to worry, just arrange the manpower and start the work. As for the safety along the way, I will have the soldiers clear it first to ensure unobstructed passage."

Regarding the expansion, I will have Wes, Yang Dexing, and the others take charge of the main development work after they return. You only need to handle the subsequent repairs.

Upon hearing He Chen's words, Jin Luo's face lit up with joy, but at the same time, it also carried a hint of disappointment.

Jin Luo had privately consulted King Wei Siwu about his strength, and the two were very familiar with each other. Jin Luo also wanted to learn from him in order to break through his limitations.

The Martial King's strength has undergone a qualitative change. His blood and qi are like a dragon, his true qi is abundant, and his meridians and bones have been strengthened more than tenfold. The power he can exert is extraordinary, reaching more than a hundred times that of the Martial King.

I have also witnessed King Weiss Wu deliberately displaying his power, wielding his sword with aura; it was truly a breathtaking sight.

The three-foot blade extended its length, cleaving down a massive boulder as easily and effortlessly as cutting tofu, leaving no resistance whatsoever. It sliced ​​the boulder in two, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

When unleashed at full power, the force of the blade energy is astonishing. Even a boulder twice the size can be easily blasted into fragments. Accompanied by a sharp sonic boom, the scene is breathtaking and indescribable.

Jin Luo and Jin Feng stood there dumbfounded, their bodies trembling as if in that instant. The boulder in front of them exploded instantly under the bombardment of the sword energy, scattering fragments like fireworks.

Watching Wes exude an aura of control and destruction over everything, which stirred their emotions as well. It seemed that every vein in Wes's body was filled with power, and his entire body was like steel, brimming with explosive force.

Jin Luo, Jin Feng, and several others from Weijia Village watched with envy as King Wei Siwu unleashed his awe-inspiring bombardment.

That power and aura seemed to have transcended the realm of mortals, inspiring awe in those who looked upon it.

I was immediately overwhelmed by a shock, and I knew that there was an insurmountable gap between myself and such a strong person.

But at the same time, he felt a sense of relief. After all, he and Jin Feng beside him were still young, and they still had time to work hard and pursue the power that belonged to them.

The shock was hard to shake, but the frustration didn't last long. Instead, I became more meticulous in my work and studied even harder in my private life.

Jin Luo bowed and said, "Thank you, sir."

He Chen nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Jin Luo, who was standing to the side with fluctuating emotions. He paused briefly and said softly, "Jin Luo, you were one of the first people to follow me. I know your loyalty and hard work."

The path of cultivation is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it requires perseverance in order to achieve something.

You need to have abundant and complete blood and qi, and constantly refine them, in order to naturally transform them into qi.

As long as you maintain this effort and perseverance, the opportunity for a breakthrough will naturally come. Don't let momentary emotions influence you; on the path of spiritual practice, a peaceful mind and persistence are crucial.

He gently advised, knowing that Jin Luo's talent was limited and how difficult it would be for an ordinary person to change their talent.

It's no wonder that in major sects or families, geniuses are treated with such special privileges that it's as if they are summer insects that cannot be spoken to in ice.

The various martial arts techniques that have been introduced are all for the purpose of constantly refining one's qi and blood.

Martial arts have varying levels of skill. The same person learning different martial arts will have different speeds of tempering their own blood and energy. The more advanced martial arts will naturally temper their blood and energy much faster, even several times or dozens of times faster.

However, advanced martial arts are not something that people with ordinary talent can learn and master.

Without even getting started, how can one talk about circulating and refining qi and blood?

Therefore, it is no wonder that natural talent is so highly valued by the world. Some people who achieve great things later in life also have their own reasons, which are difficult to investigate in depth.

Those who cultivate refine their blood and qi; even a slight difference in a single thread or a single word can result in a thousandfold difference in their blood and qi.

Then, when the Qi and blood are fully replenished, it is like the rising sun, with a surge of powerful life force within the body. The process is lengthy, requiring medicinal pills, medicinal baths, and various meats for replenishment; missing any one of these will slow down the process.

When the Qi and blood are fully replenished, you can feel the surging power flowing through your meridians, like a rushing river, unstoppable.

Then, the power of blood and qi gradually condenses, like a trickle of water converging into a sea, and finally solidifies into a pure internal energy deep within the internal organs.

It seems to come from nothing, only by condensing blood and qi to the extreme can a qualitative change occur, as if a trace of spirituality is born from chaos.

This single step has stumped countless people, whether due to lack of talent or the absence of meat and elixirs to replenish their strength. There are far too many who stop here, and in the end, they only possess some vital energy, which is far greater than that of ordinary people.

The transformation of Qi and blood into true essence varies from person to person. For those with exceptional talent, it is as natural as drinking water, and those who achieve this naturally are usually born with a wisp of true Qi.

For ordinary martial artists, however, it's just a tiny difference, a difference of more than a thousand times.

Then, a trace of extremely subtle truth was born from the blood and qi within the body, like a tiny speck of life emerging from the blood and qi.

Tiny and difficult to detect.

It must be slowly refined over a longer period of time until a trace is finally formed, only then can one slowly feel the truth.

Only then did cultivation have a clear direction. The faint true energy, like a newly sprouted bud, was truly felt, fragile as a candle in the wind, yet full of hope.

Then, from a single wisp, a wisp slowly emerges, at which point it can guide the spiritual energy from the outside world or the power of the elixir into the body in a regular manner, merging with one's own qi and blood to generate more true qi.

Blood is the foundation of Qi; without blood, there is no true Qi.

This is the difference between a genius and an ordinary martial artist. Even a slight difference is like a difference of more than 100,000 times.

The difference in talent can be as vast as heaven and earth.

Tempering one's Qi and blood, enduring pain and exhaustion, cleansing one's meridians again and again, making the power of Qi and blood even purer and stronger.

The transformation of Qi and blood into true essence, from the smallest to the smallest, to the thinnest, to the last thread, to the vast ocean, is a long and arduous path of cultivation that requires relentless effort.

Only by crossing this difficult threshold can one achieve the sixth level and have their true energy circulate continuously.

Then, although the true energy in his body surged like a mighty river, it was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not break through.

It was like a transparent, flawless membrane, with the true energy hidden deep inside, impossible to break through and surge out.