ebookland Chapter 101 Blood Transfusion, Blood Transfusion!
Chapter 101 Blood Transfusion, Blood Transfusion!
By evening, Ding Yi had already returned to Qingfeng County.
Ding Yi completed the 200-mile raid, killing his way back, all in just one day.
Ultimately, this was all due to the substantial enhancement brought to Ding Yi by the advancement of his cultivation technique to perfection.
At this moment, Ding Yi sat down at the table, took out the book "Little Thunderclap Palm" that he had taken from the Smiling Taoist, and carefully flipped through it.
It was clear that this palm technique was very similar to the one used by the smiling Taoist. Ding Yi suspected that the Taoist had practiced this Lesser Thunderclap Palm before worshipping the gods.
Recalling the ruthless and fierce attack of the Taoist priest earlier that day, Ding Yi suddenly became extremely interested in this palm technique.
According to Ding Yi's estimation, after perfecting his fist technique, the speed at which he could cultivate internal energy increased by a full 20%, which gave him a new idea:
If I were to learn another martial art and master it, would it further increase the speed of internal organ refinement?
During this time, Ding Yi also learned a lot of knowledge that was difficult for ordinary people to access from the archives of the Inspection Office.
For example, those martial arts geniuses and god-worshiping geniuses in the county towns all practice multiple martial arts, which complement each other. Their strength not only far exceeds that of ordinary people, but their cultivation speed is also extremely fast.
Ding Yi now thinks that this might be related to their mastery of multiple boxing techniques.
Admittedly, for ordinary martial artists, once they have mastered a martial art to its fullest extent, they can gradually wear themselves down to the point of undergoing a blood transfusion.
But don't they also want to cultivate and verify their own knowledge?
The reason is that their aptitude and comprehension are limited, and their time is limited. Therefore, most of the internal organ refiners are in their early thirties, while the blood exchange masters are mostly in their fifties or sixties.
Although organ refining and blood transfusion can revitalize the body's potential and prolong life, these people exhaust their potential and their lives come to an end.
Ding Yi estimated his current lifespan to be around 75 years, which would allow him to continue strengthening this martial arts manual.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi turned to the last page of the book and wrote the entry "Increased Compatibility Strength" directly on it.
The next moment, a notification appeared in the field of vision.
[Currently, the required lifespan for enhancement is 11 years and 3 days. Enhance now?]
"11 years? That's quite a bit more than the reinforcement of the Bai Family Boxing Manual."
Although his lifespan had increased, Ding Yi felt a strange sense of anticipation. After all, the greater the cost of the enhancement, the better the basics would be, a pattern he had already figured out.
With that in mind, Ding Yi immediately chose "yes".
Thunderous Illusionary Annihilation Palm
[Derived from the Lesser Thunderclap Palm of the Three Immortals Sect, the palm strikes like lightning, its momentum like thunder, ranking among the top-grade mortal techniques.]
"A mortal of the highest quality?"
Ding Yi raised an eyebrow. This was the first time he had seen such high praise. He immediately turned to the first page, only to find that the visualization diagram of this palm technique was actually a picture of lightning piercing through the clouds.
interesting.
Ding Yi got up, picked up a book and started flipping through it while gesturing around the room.
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The next day, after finishing his shift, Ding Yi returned to his residence as usual and continued practicing the Thunder Sound Illusion Palm.
Ding Yi remained there until it was completely dark before quietly leaving the house and heading to the back wall of the neighboring courtyard.
Starting from the second row, Ding Yi counted the number of bricks, then picked up the fourth brick and gently pulled it out.
Hidden in the gaps of the brick was a folded letter. Ding Yi used two fingers to pick it out and then put it back in the brick.
Once back inside, Ding Yi went to the table, lit the oil lamp, and slowly opened the letter he had just received to read it.
The place where he stored the letter was agreed upon with Liu Xun.
After all, given Liu Xun's status, he naturally couldn't visit him frequently, and he couldn't go to Liu's residence often either.
So Ding Yi came up with this idea.
To establish a contact point near oneself, of course, the place cannot be too far away, nor can it be one's own home, so naturally, the back wall of one's neighbor is chosen.
By the light, Ding Yi glanced at the information on the screen and immediately frowned.
This letter was Ding Yi's request for Liu Xun to investigate any people or events that might be related to "the chaos of the gods".
The only conclusion Liu Xun reached after his investigation was that it was the Chaotic God Cult.
The Chaos God Cult was an organization that spontaneously formed among the people after the calamities caused by the celestial star.
The members of the Chaotic God Cult were diverse and varied, ranging from warriors to ordinary citizens, some even being government officials, while others were beggars on the street.
But their goal was simple: to sabotage all activities and plans related to worship. Therefore, in the eyes of the worshippers, these people were a bunch of damned lunatics.
The Chaotic God Sect is definitely the most hated and troublesome existence for the Heavenly Divine Palace, so members of the Chaotic God Sect have always been on the kill list of all gods.
After reading the letter, Ding Yi placed it on the oil lamp and lit it without expression.
"Disorderly spirits? Interesting."
Ding Yi recalled the faces of Xue Bao, Bai Wangyun, and Nangong Tian in his mind, muttering to himself.
November 13th, Minor Snow.
As the weather grew colder, wealthy families in the inner city had already put on padded jackets, while residents in the outer city were still wearing clothes made of hemp.
The once bustling streets were much less crowded; clearly, everyone preferred to stay indoors rather than go out and brave the cold.
Inside the room, Ding Yi sat cross-legged on the floor with his hands resting on his knees, his breathing steady, as if he had entered a mysterious state.
The next moment, the muscles on his body suddenly began to contract inward, as if collapsing.
His once crystal-clear body gradually withered, and even Ding Yi's youthful face began to shrink, turning him into an old man.
Drops of dark red blood kept seeping from Ding Yi's pores, and at the same time, they were instantly evaporated into mist and dissipated in the air.
Before long, a red mist surrounded Ding Yi, making him appear extremely eerie.
This situation lasted for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. By this time, Ding Yi's body had withered to the point of being skin and bones, and the blood-red mist around him had become so thick that it seemed to drip blood out of thin air.
At this moment, Ding Yicai, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and quickly picked up a blood-red pill that was placed next to him, then threw it into his mouth.
As the pill entered his mouth, Ding Yi's shriveled body gradually filled up at a visible speed. It was because Ding Yi used the medicinal power of the pill to quickly generate blood and fill his almost empty blood vessels.
The power of extreme bone forging finally manifested at this moment.
Ding Yi felt his bone marrow greedily absorbing the medicinal power. The almost domineering absorption caused the medicinal power of this "blood-making pill," which had taken 16 days to strengthen, to be completely exhausted in just a few breaths.
Ding Yi quickly took out another blood-regenerating pill and swallowed it, which barely replenished the almost interrupted medicinal power and gradually stabilized the condition in his body.
After a cup of tea, the gaunt Ding Yi finally returned to normal, except that his face was slightly red and his skin had a crystal-clear white glow, just like a perfect statue.
At this moment, Ding Yi's lips curled up slightly. He had finally succeeded in the blood transfusion!
[You have achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation level; your lifespan has been increased by 30 years!]