Chapter 150: The Unyielding Dark Energy Second Update

  But after the emotion, Feng Shisan still had to face reality, and he could only work harder to cultivate himself in order to return home as soon as possible, and also protect the people he wanted to protect, so that he would not regret it.

  Then Feng Shi San Lang once again focused his mind on sensing his own body, and at this time he suddenly discovered that there were still some unabsorbed medicinal properties of the two kinds of elixirs in his body.

  Feng Shisanlang looked inward and found that there were still some colorful medicinal powers separating from various parts of his body, which then swarmed towards his injured left arm like a swarm of bees.

  Before long, Feng Shisanlang found that his left arm, which had suffered some minor injuries, was healed and restored to its original state by the medicinal properties of the Dan medicine.

  Seeing this, Feng Shisanlang finally put his mind at ease and continued to explore the secrets of Fútú Jiǔchóng Jìng.

  Then, Feng Shi San Lang stretched out his left hand and clenched it into a fist, swiftly swinging it towards the palm of his right hand. Similarly, it was light and airy, but when the fist made contact with the palm, not only did the Dou Qi energy form a clear and powerful force that penetrated through, he also suddenly exerted more strength from his left fist, bursting out an extremely powerful force known as "inch force". Thus, these two forces, both belonging to the clear and powerful force, almost simultaneously entered Feng Shi San Lang's right palm from his left fist.

  This time, with the help of Lin Jian's energy, the total amount of Ming Qi energy that entered his right arm was much more than last time. However, it was soon gradually dissipated by Feng Shi San Lang's powerful muscles and strong meridians after a brief buffering, and finally completely endured by his right arm. This time, it didn't bring too much pain to Feng Shi San Lang, but the powerful physical energy of Lin Jian combined with the Dou Qi energy that entered his body still brought him a dull ache, and he let out a low grunt, but that was all.

  Quietly feeling the difference between the two times of joining physical strength, the Ming Jin had an impact on his body. Wind Thirteen Lang threw away the hidden spiral dark energy in his mind and waited until the pain brought by the Ming Jin eased before he suddenly thought that at this time, there must be a dark energy accumulating on his right arm, ready to be released.

  However, this time he did not divide his profound energy into nine parts, but instead used his left fist to release the spiritual energy threads to command the dark energy to explode, while his mind was immersed in his right arm, trying to find a way to break through the dark energy.

  Know yourself, know your enemy, a hundred battles without danger; Feng Thirteen Lang deeply understands the truth. This time he wants to try to find a way to resolve the ninefold dark energy from the essence, and for his own heart to be clear in the future; this point, Feng Thirteen Lang did not learn from Fow Tiger Dou Ling's demonstration, everything has to be explored by himself.

  A heavy, obscure spiral power in his right arm, after receiving the command to explode, immediately absorbed the free Dou Qi in his right arm, divided into nine parts, and instantly transformed into a nine-layered spiral dark energy. This process was completely sensed by Feng Shi San Lang's heart and soul immersed in his right arm.

  Silently, he introspected the dark energy explosion process evolving in his right arm, but Wind Thirteen was still at a loss. These dark energies became even more difficult to dispel after dividing into nine parts, as if they had taken root in his right arm. In a situation where there was no way out, Wind Thirteen could only once again mobilize a small ball of fighting energy from his dantian, along the meridians of his right arm, to the location of the dark energies.

  This small group of aura, should be considered as the aura of Ming Jin that is about to leave the body, Feng Thirteen Lang is hoping to use these Ming Jin that are about to leave the body, to blast out the dark aura that is compressed together with the ninefold explosion, from his arm.

  But until the ninefold dark energy re-synthesized these fighting energies into dark energy, Feng Thirteen Lang still couldn't expel the ninefold dark energy from his body. Then, an even more intense and muffled hum came from Feng Thirteen Lang's throat, and at the same time, a pain that was several times more severe than the last explosion of dark energy in his left arm spread throughout his entire right arm.

  The pain this time made Feng Shisanlang involuntarily take a few sips of water, fortunately his nose didn't inhale any, he just drank a few mouthfuls, but that was enough to make him choke.

  Feeling this, Feng Shi San Lang is now thoroughly unable to resist the hidden strength of Fú Hǔ Jiǔ Chóng Jìn. Of course, he also admires it even more and his determination to master Fú Hǔ Jiǔ Chóng Jìn has become even firmer.

  Then, once again, some of the remaining medicinal power that had not been fully absorbed by Feng Shi San Lang surged out from all over his body. These powers still converged on his right arm just like before, and in an instant, the refreshing sensation replaced the pain and numbness that had paralyzed Feng Shi San Lang's nerves.

  In a little while, his right arm was completely healed and restored to full health.

  Just as Feng Thirteen wanted to continue his experiment, he suddenly felt a strong suffocating sensation, and the oxygen in his chest was severely depleted; at this moment, Feng Thirteen suddenly realized that his fetal breathing had also reached its limit, and at this moment, he could no longer inhale even a bit of oxygen through the pores all over his body.

  After Feng Shi San Lang entered the water, the oxygen he relied on was only left with a mouthful of air in his lungs and a small amount of dissolved oxygen in the less than three cubic meters of clear water in the Hong Yan Shen Ding. Then, the lid of the Shen Ding was closed, and all the space inside was sealed layer by layer, and no more oxygen could enter from outside to let Feng Shi San Lang breathe again.

  This oxygen allowed Feng Shisan to maintain fetal breathing for nearly an hour, which is extremely rare and precious.

  After realizing this, Feng Shisan couldn't help but hold his breath and strongly prayed: "Ling Jie, you'd better open the cauldron lid quickly, or I'll really drown in the water..."

  One second, two seconds, three seconds... Wind Thirteen Lang was praying and silently counting to distract himself from his dizziness. When he counted to one hundred ninety-six seconds, the lid of the Red Phoenix Cauldron was finally lifted.

  At this time, Feng Thirteen Lang's consciousness was almost faint, but he still felt the urge to survive instinctively. He suddenly felt the lid of the cauldron being opened, and under the guidance of his nearly subconscious mind, his limbs burst out with intense strength, instantly propelling his body rapidly out of the water.

  After bursting out of the water, Feng Shisan immediately lay on the lid of the cauldron, fiercely and rapidly inhaling the fresh air that was filled with a faint fragrance in the space.

  "Ah, ah, ah..." Feng Shisanlang breathed in the long-lost fresh air non-stop. After a few minutes, he finally recovered from his near-death state.

  At this time, beside the red jade tripod, all the beauties were watching Feng Shisanlang's pale face gradually recover its rosiness, and then they slightly relaxed, but they seemed to have completely ignored the possibility that Feng Shisanlang might drown.