Destiny is ashes

Chapter 62: Magical Powers, Injuries and Swords (asking for monthly tickets, follow-up reading)
"You can eat the roots, too! They taste a bit like green onion roots, spicy and pungent, with a fresh aroma, but they're tougher."

An Jing was extremely hungry and couldn't wait for the meat to be cooked, so he picked some thick roots from the back of the pig and chewed them.

It was originally just an instinctive action due to hunger, but the result made his eyes light up.

This root has a peculiar and strong salty taste. Although it is a bit harsh on the teeth, it is nothing for a warrior and is quite chewy.

“Barbecue with its own seasoning.”

While chewing the grass roots, An Jing controlled the heat.

The pork is very fat and can be roasted over fire until it sizzles with oil. Use a knife to scrape off the ash and carbon on the surface, and the pork meat inside will be purple-gold in color. Oil will constantly overflow from the cracks in the meat and drip into the fire.

Not caring about the heat, An Jing took a big bite and found the meat to be tender and delicious.

Although the roots that coexist in the tusk meat are scorched by fire and look pitch black, they actually taste salty and fresh. When you bite them, they are crispy and fragrant, as if they were coated with a layer of breadcrumbs, making them doubly delicious.

An Jing ate voraciously, quickly finishing a large piece of roasted tenderloin, and then couldn't wait to grill a piece of ribs and swallow it down with the bone.

He bit the bones into pieces, and his strong teeth crushed and cut all the cartilage and meat. The rich aroma of oil filled the air, and he swallowed the mixture of bones and meat into his stomach. An Jing felt sufficient nutrients entering his stomach and were then quickly absorbed by his fully strengthened digestive organs.

The organs work to digest and absorb nutrients, and heat begins to flow throughout the body, restoring vitality to the tired body.

An Jing stood up, heat rising from his body.

"call!"

A flush of color appeared on his originally pale cheeks. An Jing took deep breaths, and his chest and abdomen beat in a peculiar rhythm.

Then, the young warrior moved.

He walked and exerted strength with the stance of "Huang Tian Fa" and practiced boxing, combining spirit and body, intention and strength, qi and blood, and extracted streams of scorching "internal breath" from all parts of his body.

Huh——hum——

For a moment, as An Jing's chest rose and fell and his fists swung, the cave was filled with the sound of wind like air from a furnace and the sound of heavy objects breaking through the air.

An Jing walked and exerted his strength, performing boxing and sword techniques in the cave, as if he was really fighting an invisible opponent. He had a serious expression and fought to his full potential, with sweat oozing from his forehead, chest and back, and heat rising from his head. Even the air was slightly distorted.

It was during this period of concentrated martial arts performance that the purest "internal energy" began to emerge from his lungs and meridians throughout his body!
Internal breath, essence, blood, qi and blood, innate qi...

Different techniques, different names, but they essentially mean the same thing, and what they do is almost exactly the same.

That is to grow it.

Three parts training, seven parts nourishment. Without sufficient nutrients, how can there be essence? Only when the muscles are strong, the body is healthy, and even there is "extra nutrients" accumulated, can the "essence" be extracted through cultivation.

If it weren't for the monster meat from Xuanming Manor, An Jing would never have been able to progress so quickly. And these two toothed pigs with Dangkang bloodline are even more like exotic beasts. They are rich in nutrition and can completely make up for the loss of An Jing's continuous bloody battles.

It can even make up for the damage to his body caused by overdrawing on his body due to taking the 'energy-boosting pills'!
At this moment, An Jing could clearly feel that as his internal energy recovered, he felt a burning pain in his muscles, especially in his chest and abdomen.

That was exactly the part where the medicinal power of the Qi-boosting Pill was stimulated and squeezed out the internal energy.

——Pain is actually a good thing.

The pain now means that there is still a possibility of recovery. If you wait until these internal injuries heal themselves, they will become numb and damaged, and in the future they will become hidden defects in An Jing's body, which will be extremely difficult to make up for. So now, An Jing, who feels the pain, activates the new internal energy in his body to heal these injuries.

With every breath, the internal energy rushes like a river, flowing along the blood vessels and meridians to these damaged areas.

Hot currents swirl and flow, nourishing the internal organs and meridians.

The damaged part felt painful as if it were soaked in hot liquor, but this pain made An Jing feel refreshed. He subconsciously let out a low cry, took a big step forward, and raised two fingers like swords, pointing them in mid-air at the stone wall of the cave.

The internal energy rose up, penetrated the chest and abdomen where the injuries were concentrated, flowed through the limbs and bones in an instant, and finally condensed at An Jing's fingertips.

As the sword finger pointed out, his arms and palms swelled slightly, his tendons and blood vessels bulged, and his fingertips were like red jade.

Bang! ! !
Invisible energy shot out, piercing the dust in the air. In an instant, a small pit suddenly appeared on the stone wall not far away, and powder-like stone chips fell down.

At this moment, An Jing understood something.

I just comprehended the first magic derived from my supernatural powers!
[Magical power: Condensing energy into a sword]!
"Huh... feel good!"

After unleashing this sword finger, An Jing let out a long breath. He suddenly felt that the depressed energy in his chest and abdomen was swept away, making him feel extremely comfortable and refreshed.

Although the wound was extremely painful when the internal energy swept through it, and there was a burning and itchy sensation, this was a sign of regeneration.

Compared to the itchy and stuffy feeling that appears from time to time, most people would probably prefer a little pain.

It's like being bitten by a mosquito on the sole of your foot and leaving an extremely itchy bump. You would rather have it hurt than be itchy.

"good."

After reading it from beginning to end, the sword spirit also expressed his appreciation: "Your fate-based magical power [Condensing Qi into Weapons] does not necessarily require the use of blood and evil spirits. The same is true for using your internal breath and blood. At most, it cannot last long."

"And you actually had a unique idea. You used your internal energy to flush out the accumulated energy of the old injuries in your body, and transformed it into a move called 'Sword Finger of Injury'. It is both a martial art and a healing technique. Maybe it can be transformed into a curse technique in the future."

"Although this technique can only be mastered by those who possess the magical power of 'Condensing Qi into Weapons', the fact that you were able to comprehend a new technique from scratch on your own is enough to prove that you are a true genius!"

An Jing also raised his right hand, which had previously used his internal energy to perform the "Sword Finger of Injury", and was surprised: "This fate-based magical power... is much more convenient than I thought."

Blood was oozing from the tips of the index and middle fingers, but it didn't hurt and had the smell of old, rotten blood.

Looking at his fingers that were healing quickly, he said with emotion: "I just felt uncomfortable holding it in, just like my stomach was bloated and I wanted to burp."

"I never thought that even something like 'disease energy' could be stimulated by my magical power and turned into a 'weapon'!"

At this point, An Jing's internal injuries caused by taking the 'Qi-boosting Pills' have begun to heal, and he will not be left with any aftereffects or hidden injuries.

In the future, any less serious internal injuries, backlash, stagnant energy, or internal troubles such as elixir poison will hardly cause trouble to An Jing, and may even become An Jing's trump card in battle.

Of course, some powerful toxins and internal injuries cannot be transferred or cured even with the magical power of "Condensing Qi into Soldiers".

But at least, An Jing has his own unique means to alleviate the situation.

(End of this chapter)