"call!"
After sitting cross-legged in meditation for a long time, Zhang Mingtu finally healed his injuries bit by bit.
Feeling the strong and powerful state between his bones and meridians, he smiled slightly.
The bones throughout his body were as white as mutton-fat jade, lustrous and solid, and his energy channels were long and powerful, but his energy and blood had been depleted a lot, and his face was still a little pale.
The fifth level of marrow cleansing and blood exchange was broken through silently, and the true essence also entered this stage.
If you practice normally, it will take more than a month.
However, Zhang Mingtu took some shortcuts, and the price of taking shortcuts was that all the monster blood and related herbs accumulated over these days were consumed.
Normally, breaking through to the fifth level of marrow cleansing and blood exchange would not require so much consumption.
A lot of energy was wasted in the fight between the dragon and the tiger for no reason.
Is it a pity? It is indeed a pity, but Zhang Mingtu does not feel any regret.
Time waits for no one, as the storm continues to sweep.
As he gradually walked into the center of the storm, his strength and realm became increasingly insufficient, and he was often stretched to the limit.
"Blood Blade Hongji!"
Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but repeat the name again.
He was already certain that this master-level figure must have connections with someone from the Kingdom of the Rising Sun. If this continued and he continued to act in this way, he would definitely have to meet that person.
He couldn't even be sure when this master-level figure would appear before him, as he had experienced the Book of Life and Death changing the future many times.
Zhang Mingtu knew clearly that the future would definitely not remain unchanged. The future he had seen would not always maintain that rhythm. The general trend could not be changed, but the small trends would undergo constant subtle changes.
Who knows if I continue at this pace, I might run into that Blood Knife Hongji one day.
Zhang Mingtu took out a blood pill from his arms and swallowed it in one gulp.
The vigorous life force suddenly gushed out from inside his body, causing Zhang Mingtu's face to flush red.
In the past, after swallowing elixirs and related monster blood essences, the body would feel full and not want to absorb them.
After swallowing it today, I felt an extremely strong desire inside my body and among my limbs.
Without much resistance, the vigorous life economy was completely absorbed by the body in the blink of an eye. Zhang Mingtu even felt a faint sense of weakness in his body.
"You still have to be careful. At least take a break for a while before trying again."
Feeling the faint sense of weakness coming from deep inside his body, Zhang Mingtu knew that forcing the dragon and tiger to fight each other this time had indeed consumed a lot of his potential.
Even with the Taotie technique and having swallowed a large amount of essence in advance, his body still suffered considerable damage.
Although his body was damaged, there was a bright light in Zhang Mingtu's eyes.
Normally, his cultivation progress would be extremely rapid, and there would be no need for him to suffer such losses, but he still made such efforts, and of course the rewards were huge.
At least his body, which had been pushed to the limit by his master-level cultivation speed, had cooled down again.
At least the cultivation of the physical body and true essence will no longer be restricted. With enough natural treasures and careful care, one can make a breakthrough quickly without too many obstacles.
For other characters, this may be dispensable and not have much significance.
After all, you can't make a breakthrough just because you want to. If you don't have the accumulation, understanding, and talent, as well as any of the three levels of spirit, energy and vitality, there is no way to break through.
After all, not everyone is the King of Western Chu. It is completely unreasonable for him to make a breakthrough. He has become a martial saint in the world before he turns thirty. He is truly soaring in the world.
It was different for Zhang Mingtu. He knew clearly that his talent was ordinary and even worse than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners, let alone the King of Western Chu.
But he always worked hard, and with 99% of his efforts and 1% of the help from his brothers, he did not have many obstacles before reaching the Grandmaster level.
It was actually a very good thing for him that his body cooled down again.
"We need to take a break."
He swallowed the remaining two drops of blood into his stomach, and the vigorous life essence flowed through every corner of his body.
Normally, one cannot swallow so much vigorous essence, but as the Taotie technique was put into operation, a black hole seemed to appear in Zhang Mingtu's body, and all the essence was swallowed into it and then slowly released.
…
In Yaodu, on the river where Zhang Mingtu once slew the demon, a large ship carrying a full crew of people was anchored here. At the bow, Wang Fuyuan was describing the scene of that day with great excitement.
The group of people below listened attentively and applauded from time to time when the speech came to the exciting parts.
“…When the ten-foot-long carp monster leaped out of the river, it cast a huge shadow on the water, giving people a great sense of oppression.
The Iron-hearted Divine Fist stood calmly on top of the dragon turtle and swung his fist, shattering its scales. The carp demon..."
A middle-aged man wearing a conical hat and linen clothes stood in the crowd, listening quietly.
His gaze was mostly sweeping across the river. Although he was there, his mind seemed to be flying further away. On his back was a long sword that was almost as tall as a person.
The long sword was slender and its style was similar to the Miao Dao and Tang Dao.
"Young prodigy, the Zhang family of Kyoto..."
The middle-aged man muttered to himself, and when he mentioned the young genius and the Zhang family of Kyoto, his eyes were cold and indifferent, without the respect in the eyes of the people around him.
His eyes were fixed on a statue not far from the river.
The statue was of a young man standing on a dragon turtle. The young man had an upright and tall body, and one foot on the back of the dragon turtle made him look even more energetic.
He placed his left fist at his side and raised his right fist high, staring intently at the void in front of him.
Combined with his handsome face, he is truly a top-notch young hero.
"Zhang family's genius..."
The man in the middle silently memorized this appearance in his mind. Listening to the continuous admiration from the people around him, his right hand could not help but touch the long sword behind him, clenching it and then releasing it.
After listening, he quietly got off the boat and strode towards Bashan County.
…
Knock, knock, knock!
Zhang Mingtu was about to continue resting when the sound of the Jinyiwei flag was heard at the door.
"General Zhang, the county magistrate invites you."
Zhang Mingtu let out a light breath, tidied up his surroundings a little, and adjusted his clothes in front of the bronze mirror.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about his body and that he had not suffered any serious injuries, he nodded.
"Got it, I'll be right there."
When the door was opened, someone was already leading the way. The path to the county government office was smooth and Ruihai was already waiting in the hall.
Seeing Zhang Mingtu, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "The transfer order has come down, we have to pack up and go to take up the post."
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