Bailang also understood why Siwu sent him here but got such a body - or because he was given a high-weight and good-bodied guy when he came up. Bailang broke through the level in minutes. If he was too fast, he would be kicked out by the world consciousness.
, so you need to find someone who is poor and has some status and take your time. Just a blank slate in life is not enough. As a weight, it is too light. This frail fifth prince who can only live for 25 years is a good target.
Bai Lang picked up the potion and poured it down. The blood and brain water tumbled for a while, and then turned into rotten dregs. And the bottle Bai Lang placed above had a wisp of black air that was so thin that it was almost invisible.
Bailang took a deep breath and walked into his bedroom with the bottle. The next step was to absorb the first ray of demonic energy into his body, and began to try to inject external air into his body to form the first ray of vitality.
As he is now, this true energy cannot enter his Dantian because even his Dantian is damaged. The external energy that is successfully introduced can only continue to flow in a few of his acupuncture points until he opens the first meridian.
Only then can it be completely fixed. "Heavenly Demon Kung Fu," Bai Lang sighed silently. Xu Jie, the father-in-law, was standing outside the door - would he report Bai Lang to do things with demonic energy? Who knows?
However, if something goes wrong with Bai Lang, it is certain that Xu Jie will take action to protect his life.
Bai Lang made up his mind, put his nose close to it and sucked in this wisp of demonic energy - for an ordinary person, this amount of demonic energy would only tremble and sneeze a few times, and he would have a headache and a fever for a few days, but with Bailang's body
, a serious illness cannot escape. The Heavenly Demon Kung Fu was in his mind, and Bai Lang lowered his mind to control the direction of this wisp of demon energy. "It was like a knife cutting Ling Chi." As soon as he moved, Bai Lang started sweating profusely.
His spiritual thoughts couldn't move this wisp of demonic energy, and the slightest movement made him extremely painful. "Ah, now I have to feel that this body is not mine!" Bai Lang visualized the white tiger suppressing the demon.
Tu, after finally exhaling this ray of evil spirit from his mouth, of course he coughed up a small mouthful of blood, "Damn, the lung meridian is injured, and my life may be short for a year." Xu Jie was not surprised and gently stroked Bailang.
The vest breathed a ray of true energy into him to soothe the injuries inside his body, and at the same time, he asked the palace maid to bring him a bowl of ointment, which was used to treat internal and external injuries.
Bai Lang drank the medicine, and Xu Jie helped Bai Lang fall asleep. Bai Lang didn't want to be exposed, so he just took a rest. "Well, the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu isn't suitable for you, do it! Let's use the Thunder and Lightning Kung Fu this time?" Zhao Tianlei Ye
It's simple. On a thunderstorm day, just touch the lightning rod - first put up a long iron wire on the roof, and then it's like touching the electric door. "The training method of this lightning magic skill is simpler and more crude than the magic skill of heaven. Once you turn it over
You look at each other with both eyes. You can still be saved by absorbing the demonic energy through the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. A flash of thunder will either lead to success or death."
He thought over and over again in bed, and he didn't want to be kicked out so quickly, so in the end he decided to use the "safest" method - practicing the Three Fires Returning to Origin Skill. This only requires ordinary fire, and at most you will not die from burns, and it can't
If demonic energy is included, weaker mortal fire should be able to do so.
The next day, Bai Lang, the fifth son of the emperor, who was fine, still had to go to school. After studying for a long time, he returned to his mansion and took a brazier into the study. Put silver wire charcoal in the brazier, lit it and Bai Lang spit out again
With one breath, he meditates in front of the fire pot, with his mouth and nose slightly close to the fire pot, as if inhaling and exhaling. He is using visualization and his own mind to attract the flames, and introduce the power of fire into the body to build the meridians.
After a long time, it was already dark, and finally there was a ray of hot breath in Bailang's nose, and then he followed the breath all the way down, and in the burning pain, Bailang guided it into the Tiantu point-several acupuncture points here.
It is still connected, but there is no way to go further. The only option is to warm it up here, and then continue to absorb the fire energy to strengthen it. Next, try to see if you can burn out the meridians with flames.
As a master of martial arts and a master who has practiced to the heaven, Bai Lang has many ways to use this little bit of external energy to open up his meridians, but his body is too fragile, so he has to be more careful, otherwise Bai Lang can solve all the problems in an hour. The first breath
With that, Bai Lang was just going to eat some food, read some books, and study the state of the world before going to bed - he didn't even get married at the moment, and he didn't have any maids to marry him.
The rules in the palace are very strict. If a prince of his age dares to mess with a palace maid - if the other party is kicked out of the palace, he will be punished. If he coerces or even beats the palace maids and eunuchs without any reason, he will be regarded as incompetent and tyrannical. More than one prince
He was expelled from the finals for this crime, and spent his whole life doing nothing but being a worm. Not all princes will be crowned kings when they reach adulthood, and there are many who are treated as useless people and serve the Duke of the country.
After Bailang finished the dinner that was brought to him, he was served and washed up, and then he read in the study, of course reading miscellaneous books - the fifth prince was famous for his poor health and short life.
of the royal family.
The days after that were almost the same. After going to class every day, Bai Lang would put a brazier in the study room and hold it until the sun went down. He had been accumulating anger, and now this little anger was far from enough. "Just estimate.
It will take a month. As for getting up early to get a wisp of the True Fire of the Great Sun? What a joke!" Now it is impossible to pick the True Fire of the Great Sun, and even if you pick it up, you will be dead.
Except for the few brothers Bailang could see in the library this month, none of these guys came to visit him in his daily life. Of course, he didn't visit anyone else - even the elders who were related by blood.
The same goes for Ba. This old Ba still ignored his "brother" first. Of course, the other person was in better health than him and was quite successful in his studies. The only person Bailang visited a few times this month was the one who adopted him.
concubine.
This one has also fallen out of favor. The Zhengtong Emperor may not come to see her once a year. This concubine treats Bai Lang very well. This is probably the only sustenance for this woman in her forties. There is nothing in Concubine Jing's mother's house.
He died, leaving only a few distant relatives, and Bai Lang's body was similar to his biological mother, except that he still had an uncle alive. However, he was more flattering to the eighth prince, and he, the fifth prince, was not even seen by others.
Bai Lang was sure that Xu Jie, the father-in-law, was the emperor's man.
Among his brothers, Bailang could sense that they were also communicating with each other in the Ten Princes' Mansion, and it seemed that they all had ideas about that position.
A month has passed, and Bai Lang can finally start trying to replenish his body - any changes in yin and yang are not something to consider now. The Three Fires Returning to Origin Art is extremely violent, and it is not ordinary to tame this martial art - Okay
Bailang has the absolute hegemony to control this martial art.