Fengwu Palace is a behemoth force, comparable to some medieval aristocratic families. It is absolutely impossible for other forces to control it.
However, eight hundred years ago, the influence of the royal family Zhang had gradually penetrated into Fengwu Palace and had a deep foundation.
Later, Master Twelve used many methods to control more than half of the power of Fengwu Palace without anyone noticing.
As for the Fengwu Palace headquarters in Shengming City, it is completely under the control of Master Twelve.
Therefore, it is absolutely safe for Zhang Ruochen to stay in Fengwu Palace.
Returning to Fengwu Palace, Zhang Ruochen entered the world of picture scrolls and began to heal.
Even without swallowing the Deadwood Pill, Zhang Ruochen still recovered quickly from his injuries, and it didn't take long before he reached his peak condition again.
At the same time, his cultivation realm has also improved to a certain extent.
This time, Zhang Ruochen did not leave the border immediately.
Zhang Ruochen gained a lot from the battle with Qingyi Chan, but also discovered some shortcomings.
The biggest shortcoming is naturally the level of cultivation.
The gap between the fifth-order semi-saint and the ninth-order semi-saint is essentially the gap between earth and heaven. Except for aliens like Zhang Ruochen, even the Nine Realms cannot cross it.
The gap between the ninth level semi-saints is also huge.
Guo Lu, who was in the early stage of the ninth-order semi-saint, was simply not on the same level as Yan Honglie and Qingyi Chan, who were in the late ninth-order semi-saint stage.
Without using the power of time and space, Zhang Ruochen would be in a very passive situation when fighting against a late ninth-level semi-saint monk.
"The hidden wounds on the body have almost healed. It's time to start attacking the seventh orifice of the Seven Apertures Blood Ming Palm."
"After successfully cultivating the Seven Apertures Blood Dark Palm, I will have one more trump card, so that I won't have to reveal my identity as the descendant of time and space every time I confront a powerful enemy."
At this stage, Zhang Ruochen's attainments in time and space are still very low. At the same time, he is also linked to a repeat offender of the imperial court. It is undoubtedly a very disadvantageous thing to expose his identity as a descendant of time and space.
If you can not use the power of time and space, it is best not to use it. Once you use it, you must kill the opponent.
"Both palms have seven orifices each. I have opened six of them, leaving only the Laogong acupoint in the palm of my hand."
The seventh orifice is the largest orifice in the palm. As long as it is opened, the palms can form a small circle of their own. If you strike out with a palm at will, you can easily explode thirty times the attack power.
Zhang Ruochen stood under the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree and began to practice palm techniques according to the formulas in the "Seven Apertures Blood Palm" secret book.
"Bang bang."
With every palm strike, the blood all over the body is flowing like the Milky Way, rushing straight towards the palm. In front of the palm, a blood cloud with a diameter of tens of meters will appear.
For a whole month, Zhang Ruochen was immersed in the practice of palm skills. He was so mesmerized that he could move freely and fell into a wonderful artistic conception.
With the Heaven Connecting Sacred Tree as the center, a radius of dozens of miles was completely enveloped by a ball of blood, and only the sounds of palm prints could be heard one after another.
Attacking the seventh orifice is not only extremely difficult, but also very dangerous.
Sharpening your palm skills and tempering your state of mind can reduce that kind of danger to the lowest point.
At a certain moment, the blood all over Zhang Ruochen's body became very hot, boiling violently, and began to rush towards the palms of his hands.
In the palm of your hand is the seventh orifice, the Laogong acupoint.
"Bang!"
The palms of both hands seemed to turn into two copper bells, which made a deafening sound when struck.
In fact, the Laogong acupoint is stronger than a copper bell. Trying to break it open is as difficult as water dripping through an iron block.
The blood energy collided more than 800 times in a row, but it still failed to break open the Laogong acupoint. Instead, Zhang Ruochen's arms were split with blood lines.
A drop of blood seeped out from the blood lines and slid down the fingertips.
You must know that Zhang Ruochen, who had already cultivated into the Five Elements Chaos Body, and had refined his arms into the Holy Realm of Dragon Soul and Elephant Soul, still couldn't withstand that kind of collision.
If it had been any other human monk, his arms would have been destroyed just by the first collision.
After more than 3,600 consecutive collisions, Zhang Ruochen finally stopped, declaring that the first attack on the seventh orifice had failed.
There was no other way, Zhang Ruochen's arms were already bloody and bloody, and it would be very dangerous to continue the collision.
After the injuries on both arms healed, Zhang Ruochen began to reflect and summarize.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen began to impact the seventh orifice for the second time, spending nine days and impacting more than 4,200 times.
Failed again.
Zhang Ruochen is not discouraged, because he can feel that the Laogong acupoint has become somewhat loose, and he finally sees hope of success.
Continue to the third impact.
This time, Zhang Ruochen mobilized his blood energy and struck the Laogong acupoint more than 4,900 times.
The acupoint of Laogong is getting looser and is about to break open.
"Boom."
Just when the collision was approaching five thousand times, Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt a burning sensation in the palms of his hands.
Immediately afterwards, the holy energy in the body was actually connected with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"Success!"
Zhang Ruochen showed a happy face and spread out his palms. Seven vortexes of blood immediately appeared in his palms. The vortexes became bigger and bigger, as if they were trying to absorb the entire world.
At the same time, the seven orifices in the palm have become a small Zhoutian of their own, and a powerful force of energy flows between the seven orifices.
If you hit it with one palm, you don't know how powerful it will be.
"According to the secret book, if you practice the Seven Orifices Blood Dark Palm to perfection, you can explode sixty-four times the attack power."
At present, Zhang Ruochen has only opened the seventh orifice and has not practiced the palm technique to perfection.
According to his estimate, if he uses his full strength, he should be able to achieve nearly forty times the attack power. That kind of power far exceeds ordinary holy magic.
Of course, he already has the foundation to cultivate the Seven Apertures Blood Ming Palm to great perfection, and it is only a matter of time before he can exert sixty-four times the attack power.
"The next step is to refine the divine blood and sanctify the seventh orifice, making the palm power stronger."
Zhang Ruochen took out a drop of divine blood, held it between his hands, and began to absorb the divine power and vitality in the divine blood. Then, he mobilized the powerful and sacred energy to flow into the seventh orifice in the palm of his hand.
After refining forty drops of divine blood, the seventh orifice of both palms was completely sanctified.
Now, Zhang Ruochen's hands each have seven bright spots of light, as if they are holding seven stars, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.
"Wow——"
Zhang Ruochen raised the palm of his right hand, and immediately, the seven orifices that had been consecrated became extremely bright, and the air within a hundred miles was trembling violently.
"My hands should have turned into a pair of holy hands. Even if I don't use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm and the Seven-Aperture Blood Dark Palm, I should be able to unleash the power of a holy magic level with a casual strike."
The human body has a total of one hundred and forty-four orifices. If they are all sanctified, the physical body can be sanctified.
Zhang Ruochen's hands, with a total of fourteen orifices, have all been sanctified, and he has taken a big step on the road to pursuing physical sanctification.
Next, there are eighteen orifices on the arms, thirty-six orifices on the legs and feet, thirty-six orifices on the chest, abdomen and internal organs, and thirty-six orifices on the head.
Obviously, the acupoints on the limbs of the human body are easier to cultivate, and the acupoints on the head are the most difficult.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen decided to practice the arms, feet, and legs first, then the chest, abdomen, and internal organs, and finally the thirty-six orifices on the head.
"Refining forty drops of divine blood will allow my cultivation to break through to the late stage of fifth-level semi-saint."
"With my current cultivation and palm strength, even if I just use my palm skills to confront Qingyi Chan head-on, I won't fall down. Coupled with the assistance of time power and space power, it will not be difficult to kill her.
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With great improvement in cultivation, Zhang Ruochen did not continue to retreat and walked out of the picture scroll world.
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In Shengming City, there was a heavy snowfall, causing all the red pavilions with red towers to be covered with a layer of silver frost.
Today's Shengming City is extremely lively. Every household is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and everyone has a festive smile on their face, even cultivators.
Tonight is New Year's Eve, and we are about to usher in a new year.
Practitioners are still human beings after all. Even if they are practicing outside, they will try their best to return to their families, have New Year's Eve dinner together, give guidance to the younger members of the family, and give away some treasures and elixirs.
For everyone, New Year's Eve is a very happy time, eager to reunite with family.
Zhang Ruochen wore a silver-gray gown and walked alone on the snowy streets, leaving a lonely footprint.
Familiar city, but no familiar people anymore.
Granny Bai Su had already told Zhang Ruochen that it was Mingtang who spread the rumors. It was precisely because of Mingtang and his identity as the Shengming Crown Prince that the whole city knew about it.
From now on, Zhang Ruochen's path will be even more difficult.
On New Year's Eve when I was sixteen, the entire Shengming City was brightly lit, so lively and noisy.
Today, it was still very lively and noisy, but Zhang Ruochen couldn't feel a trace of warmth, only endless loneliness and loss.
Before leaving Fengwu Palace, Granny Bai Su and Qin Yutong specifically told him that they had prepared a New Year's Eve dinner and hoped that he could rush back early to have a get-together.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was not in the slightest mood. He just wanted to go out for a walk and be alone for a while.
"Zhang Ruochen!"
A familiar female voice came from the front.
Zhang Ruochen stopped, raised his head, looked towards the front of the street, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and said: "How... can you find me?"
Huang Yanchen, with long sapphire blue hair, like a hibiscus emerging from water, looked elegant and pure. He stood in the middle of the street ten feet away, looking at Zhang Ruochen.
Her figure is tall, her skin is white, and her cold temperament is like an iceberg, blending perfectly with the falling snowflakes.
"I know you are in Shengming City, so I came to see you before New Year's Eve. Zhang Ruochen, long time no see." Huang Yanchen's voice was cold, but he still smiled slightly.
"It's been a long time indeed." Zhang Ruochen also smiled.
Being able to see Huang Yanchen on this special day made Zhang Ruochen feel warm again in his heart.
As for why Huang Yanchen was able to find him, Zhang Ruochen didn't think much about it. Maybe it was fate.
People who are not destined to be together will never be able to get together.
Predestined people, no matter how unsuitable they are, can still stay together for a lifetime in the end.