Becoming an immortal from a canal worker

Chapter 180: Breathing Transformation, Fetal Breathing, Golden Muscles

Number Six of the Xuan Character, Martial Arts Arena.

early morning.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged on the futon, his internal energy flowing slowly along the meridians of the Blazing Sun Burning Sea True Scripture. The fire-elemental energy completed a full cycle, and the burning sensation seeped from the inner walls of his meridians, only to be gradually calmed down by his breathing.

Breathing is in progress.

With each breath, the internal energy is refined to a higher level of purity.

This process has lasted for more than three months, starting from the completion of the project and continuing without stopping for a single day.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, feeling the path of his breath through his body.

It's different from three months ago.

In the initial stage of perfection, breathing only goes through the mouth and nose. The breath is inhaled through the nasal cavity, circulates in the lungs, exhales the stale air, and inhales the pure air. With each inhalation and exhalation, the vital energy is refined.

But these days, he has a vague feeling that the breathing techniques are becoming more advanced.

On the skin, inside the pores, something was wriggling, like countless tiny mouths opening and closing, trying to breathe, but always falling short, missing that final layer of paper. Today, that final layer of paper has been reached.

Chen Ping took a breath.

This breath enters through the nasal cavity, travels through the lungs and internal organs, through the meridians, and reaches the dantian.

Then, the vital energy surges back from the dantian, flowing along the blood vessels to the limbs and bones, to the skin, and to the pores.

Every pore opens at the same time.

It was like a room that had been stuffy for a long time, with all the windows suddenly opened at the same moment.

The energy of heaven and earth surged into his body through every inch of his skin, while the turbid energy within his body was expelled through every pore, forming a very faint white mist around his body.

Chen Ping was startled.

It was as if he had been drinking water through a thin tube, and suddenly the tube disappeared, and he was submerged in water, with every part of his body drinking water at the same time.

Breathing efficiency increased by more than several times.

The speed of the Qi refinement increased from 10% to several times over.

With each breath, the vital energy is simultaneously refined and purified through every pore of the body, at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before the retina, the words shatter and then recombine.

[Fetal Breathing]

[Effects: Allows the whole body to breathe in and out the energy of heaven and earth, refining one's vital energy and restoring all orifices to their original state.]

The whole body is at rest.

From that moment on, his breathing no longer depended on his mouth and nose.

Every pore on its body breathes; it can breathe in water, in toxic fumes, and even when someone is choking it.

The protective energy grinds itself down.

With all the pores on the body working simultaneously, the polishing efficiency has increased several times over.

Chen Ping felt an unprecedented sense of clarity within his body, as if he had been washed from head to toe, and even the turbid air in his bones had been squeezed out.

Then, things changed.

That sense of clarity didn't stop; it continued to penetrate deeper.

My whole body is changing. My bones are being remodeled, each bone is becoming heavier and denser, and there are faint creaking sounds coming from the gaps between them.

The meridians are tightening, as if they've been twisted again. The blood vessels are expanding, and the flow of qi and blood is accelerating.

The changes in muscles are the most dramatic.

The fifth level of the Bone-Melting Gold Body, the Vajra Indestructible, has pushed the muscles to the limit of refined iron; no matter how much training is done, it cannot go any higher.

But the full-body breathing technique of fetal breathing broke through that limit at this moment.

The muscle fibers contracted, twisted, and re-woven wildly under the breathing of the fetus.

Chen Ping could clearly feel himself expanding little by little.

His already thick arms widened even further.

His chest was thicker, and the outline of his thighs was more defined.

However, this expansion appears restrained and subtle.

The muscle lines are smooth, without the exaggerated feeling of bulging veins. It's like a piece of refined iron has been reforged into a denser alloy. It's a bit larger in size, but the texture is more compact.

Chen Ping groaned, large drops of sweat pouring down his forehead. After an unknown amount of time, the changes subsided.

The turbulent body returned to stillness.

Chen Ping opened his eyes and looked down at himself.

She has visibly gained a lot of weight.

He clenched his fist, pinched the muscles in his arm, and then pinched the bones in his forearm.

Extremely hard.

He stood up and felt the changes in his body.

Shen.

It's gotten a bit heavier than before.

Even more strangely...

Beneath his fair and smooth skin, a faint golden light was now emanating from him.

He channeled his inner energy, tensing all his muscles. The golden light shone even brighter.

Beneath his fair skin, a dozen or so golden lines, each as thick as a hair, emerged, spreading along the muscle lines and covering his entire body, as if someone had embroidered a layer of golden meridians into his flesh.

Chen Ping released his defensive power, the golden threads disappeared, and his skin returned to its fair appearance.

Tighten it again, and the gold thread reappears.

The muscles have changed.

He deactivated his protective power, and the bluestone slab beneath his feet cracked open with a loud thud, revealing two fissures.

The protective force was restored, and the cracks stopped spreading.

Chen Ping walked up to the iron man statue, which was covered with fist marks, claw marks, and cuts, and was covered in wounds.

He glanced at it and took a step.

He didn't use any superhuman speed; he relied purely on the explosive power of his muscles.

In the blink of an eye, he was already seven steps away in front of the iron man stake.

From extreme stillness to extreme motion, there was no acceleration in between; it was as if he had vanished into thin air and then reappeared out of thin air. The moment Chen Ping stopped, the inertia in his body was instantly dissipated by the force of the resistance, and he stood firmly, completely still.

He extended his index finger and poked it into the chest of the Iron Man stake.

clang.

With a very short, metallic sound, a small, fingertip-sized dent appeared on the Iron Man's chest.

He flipped his palm and slapped it onto the shoulder of the Iron Man Stake.

clang.

A clear palm print was left in the center, with the lines of the five fingers imprinted on the black iron.

He clenched his fist and punched the iron man's abdomen.

boom!

A deep fist imprint was embedded in the black iron, and the iron man's stake didn't even budge.

Three strikes.

Points, surfaces, and fist imprints. The three imprints are clearly left on the Iron Man Stake, which remains motionless, without shifting or shaking.

All the power was channeled into the Iron Man Stake, with not a single bit leaking out.

Chen Ping withdrew his hand, looked at his fist, and found it completely undamaged, without even a red mark.

He turned around with satisfaction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the edge of the training ground and casually picked up a small piece of bluestone, about the size of a fingernail, from the ground.

I casually weighed it in my hand a couple of times.

My gaze was fixed on the head of the Iron Man Stake.

Pull your arm back and suddenly flick your wrist.

It was hurled fiercely at the target.

Whoosh.

The rubble left a trail of afterimages in the air, embedding itself in the head of the iron stake and leaving a deep crater.

However, his aim was off; he was aiming for the eyes but hit the forehead instead. He hadn't learned any hidden weapon techniques; he had the strength, but not the precision.

Chen Ping withdrew his hand and flexed his fingers.

Golden skin.

It's a level harder than refined iron; it can withstand a cut from a powerful weapon, but it probably won't withstand a full-force strike.

It should be able to withstand some of the attack from the protective energy, but we'll only know how much it can withstand in actual combat.

Combined with his outer jade skin, the two layers of defense are stacked together, making it very difficult for someone of the same Yuan Gang level to injure him.

Chen Ping stood in front of the Iron Man Stake, recalling the entire process from the transformation of fetal breathing to the birth of golden muscles.

The whole body underwent a transformation; the bones became heavier, the tendons more resilient, and the blood vessels wider, but the muscles alone underwent a change.

Same as last time.

When he transformed into a body that could control power last time, his entire body also underwent a transformation, but only his skin changed, turning into jade-like skin. This was because his skin had reached its limit at that time, and another transformation would allow him to cross that threshold.

First the skin, then the muscles.

Each transformation of instinctive skills brings a complete baptism to the body, and whichever part has reached its limit will undergo a mutation at that moment. Chen Ping vaguely grasped a path of physical mutation unique to him.

Now, there are still three more chances for a complete transformation.

The Yuan Gang undergoes two refinements and three refinements, and completes a metamorphosis after consuming food.

Three transformations, three complete baptisms.

What will his body look like then?

The skin has mutated, the muscles have mutated, what will be the next to reach its limit? Bones? Tendons? Or blood vessels?

Chen Ping clenched his fist, suppressing these thoughts in his heart.

You're thinking too far ahead; focus on the path ahead.