Chapter Thirty: Eating Ginseng Porridge
Back in Zengjiacun, Song Yuanqiao, Yuan Chengzhi and Tian Hong ran together to communicate, talking about the history of ancient China, from the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the mid-Qing Dynasty.
People from different time points in the same historical process flew together into the heavenly realm and can still communicate with each other, this feeling is indeed quite wonderful.
As for Ding Dian, he didn't mix with the three of them. He was more interested in the small half root of 300-year-old ginseng that Zhao Ji had brought back. He was giving advice to Zhao Ji on how to take it effectively.
The two of them discussed it in a debating manner, and finally still felt that using it to make medicine was the best option, which was also the best solution they could think of at present.
The next day at noon, the five of them sat around the table and had a delicious rice porridge with ginseng. The taste was not particularly good, but it had a unique flavor.
As if swallowing a whale, after using three large bowls of rice porridge, Zhao Ji felt a surge of heat rising from his chest and spreading rapidly throughout his body. He knew that this should be the medicinal effect of ginseng taking place.
Over three hundred years of ginseng, it's indeed a treasure-like existence that's almost heavenly. Just one-tenth of half a section was used to cook a large pot of rice porridge, and after eating only three bowls, the medicinal power is astonishingly strong.
A warm feeling arose in his body, and Zhao Ji dared not to slack off. He hastily sat down cross-legged on the floor of the hall, regardless of whether the ground was clean or not, and urgently began to cultivate the Shenzhao Jing, refining that hot air.
At the same time as Zhao Ji took action, Yuan Chengzhi, Ding Dian and Tian Hong also moved quickly, directly sitting cross-legged on the ground, assuming a meditation posture.
Only Song Yuanqiao, after eating two large bowls of rice porridge, still looked carefree and composed, sitting there motionless, without any intention of practicing internal skills.
At noon, the medicinal power of ginseng contained in this large pot of rice porridge was quite overwhelming for Zhao Ji. However, for Song Yuanqiao, a top-notch martial artist, it was nothing to be concerned about. With just two deep breaths and circulating his internal energy through a major cycle, he could refine those medicinal powers.
Four people sat in meditation and cultivation. Yuan Chengzhi's speed was the fastest, and he was the first to get up. Judging from the smile at the corner of his mouth, he must have made some small gains.
Next were Ding Dian and Tian Hong. The two of them finished their cultivation and stood up, looking refreshed and invigorated.
But as soon as Zhao Ji sat down, he immediately felt the surging of the air flow in his body, like the violent waves of a great tide rising and falling in the ocean, crashing against the shore.
The surging hot air made Zhao Jixu feel as if he was being roasted over an open flame, and it was quite unbearable.
However, when the divine light is activated, the internal energy of the coarse and fine woolen threads circulates through the meridians, absorbing all the scattered internal energy in the body, refining it into one's own possession. A warm and cozy feeling inevitably rises to the heart.
That lazy warmth made Zhao Ji feel as if he was in a warm spring with just the right temperature, that kind of comfort, if not for his being in a meditative state, would have definitely made him let out a sigh.
After the most refined, after refining all the medicinal properties of ginseng in his body, Zhao Ji felt that the internal energy in his body was much thicker than before, and had already reached a bottleneck.
Just as they were about to finish work, suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Zhao Ji's mind, and some of the contents that Wei Wuyi had said about the realm of martial arts cultivation appeared.
Especially on the issue of postnatal warrior's boundary promotion, after the second layer of postnatal, each breakthrough requires not only the accumulation of internal energy but also the opening of one of the eight extraordinary meridians.
These thoughts floated to the surface of his mind, and Zhao Ji was ready to give it a try. Coincidentally, he was currently at the bottleneck of advancing from the second layer of Houtian to the third layer, and once he broke through, he would become a third-rate martial artist.
The eight extraordinary meridians are the Ren, Du, Chong, Dai, Yin Wei, Yang Wei, Yin Qiao and Yang Qiao.
Among the eight meridians, except for Ren Mai and Du Mai which are required to be opened by martial artists who have reached the ninth and tenth levels of later heaven, the other six meridians do not have a specific order that must be followed. The order in which they are opened varies depending on the different internal skill methods being used.
Most of the Orthodox Internal Gong Heart Methods, Chong Mai and Dai Mai, are usually only required to be opened after the martial artist has reached the seventh and eighth levels of the acquired realm. The Yin Wei Mai, Yang Wei Mai, Yin Qiao Mai and Yang Qiao Mai four vessels, each corresponding to different opening sequences of internal gong heart methods, are all present.
As for the Divine Light Scripture, at the time of the three layers of the Post-Heaven, the meridian that needs to be opened is the Yin Kui Meridian. After warming up with the method in his mind, Zhao Ji didn't hesitate and directly broke through the passageway.
He circulated his internal energy through a large cycle, transporting it all to the Yin Qiao Vessel. Zhao exerted himself fully and began to clear this meridian.
It's not easy to open up a meridian, especially when one's internal energy is relatively weak, it's even more difficult.
The inner energy moves forward a little bit, pushing open the blocked Renmai channel a little bit at a time. This process is extremely slow and difficult, and every time it opens up a bit, the consumption of inner energy is enormous.
Yuan Chengzhi, Ding Dian and Tian Hong got up one after another, ending the process of refining the ginseng medicine. After waiting for a long time, they still didn't see Zhao Ji finish his work. The three immediately sensed that something was off.
"What's going on? Why hasn't Zhao Jie woken up yet, is something wrong?"
Looking at Zhao Ji sitting motionless on the ground, a hint of worry gradually emerged in Ding Dian's expression, and he whispered to himself.
"It's a bit off, that ginseng's medicinal power is quite sufficient, but with Zhao Ji's cultivation nearing the peak of the second layer of the Heavenly Dao, he shouldn't be unable to refine it for so long."
Yuan Chengzhi also nodded in agreement with a slight frown.
His face was sorrowful and his expression anxious, the heavenly rainbow surrounding him as he sat cross-legged. He proposed in a low voice, "Why don't we wake up Zhao Ji instead?"
This situation left the three of them somewhat bewildered, and for a moment they didn't know what to do. Just as they were hesitating over whether or not to wake Zhao Ji, Song Yuanqiao spoke up.
"Don't wake him up, he's breaking through the boundary. Interrupting him at this time will not only make his previous efforts go to waste, but also cause a backlash."
He suddenly stood up, walked to Zhao Ji's side, and looked him up and down before saying with great certainty.
"Oh, so it was during the rush hour, no wonder."
With Song Yuanqiao's reminder, Yuan Chengzhi carefully observed Zhao Ji for a moment and suddenly realized.
"Alas, Zhao Ji is so impulsive, didn't make any preparations beforehand, and directly charged in, who knows if he'll succeed or not."
Tianhong is still quite worried about the way.
It was known that Zhao Ji was in a state of breaking through the boundary, wanting to break through the bottleneck of his cultivation. It wasn't until something unexpected happened that several people finally put their minds at ease and quietly guarded him around his body.
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