Human nature has always been unbearable to witness.
The powerful, those high above, are constantly thinking about how to gain benefits for themselves, and no one ever spares even a second to glance at the common people at the bottom.
Perhaps so heroes will erge...
But faced with the overwhelming muddy currents of those in power, the fate of heroes is often tragic.
Outsiders can never overthrow a nation.
This land, this era, in the end, it’s the people themselves who will bring about their own downfall.
Despite the absurdity of the current situation.
Chen Ping knows this better than anyone.
The most absurd scene has yet to arrive.
The history of that land in my previous life repeats itself over and over...
The greatest lesson history offers is that people never learn from history.
Therefore, Chen Ping decides to do it himself.
From the news he’s heard, whether true or false, he can basically guess that things have developed towards the worst situation he least wants to face.
Countless people still fail to see the seriousness of the situation, constantly fighting amongst themselves.
He no longer trusts any forces; his only hope is to beco strong himself.
At least, before the great building collapses, he hopes to earn the right to stir the winds and the clouds.
Clearly, his current strength is far from enough.
...
Chen Ping instructed Han Xiaoru and Zuo Xiaoyuan not to disturb him, as he needed to undergo a period of seclusion.
Returning to the quiet room.
The first thing he did was take out the [Clear Spirit Liquid].
Slamd it down in one go.
As the potion gradually digests in the stomach pouch, unknown components within send a cool breath rushing to his forehead.
His vision imdiately becos blurred, and within his soul, nebulae transform...
Everything he has experienced before becos clear and distinct, as if reliving it anew.
Countless speculations, assumptions, and inexplicable brainwaves surge one after another.
Testing whether there is a potential reality between truth and illusion...
His mind becos incredibly active at this mont.
Looking again at the obscure and incomprehensible Primordial Golden Body Technique, he gains many enlightennts.
Every word seems like a gem, containing unparalleled strength and profound aning.
"Soon, soon. Just give a day, and I can comprehend this Golden Body Technique, directly entering the Golden Body Realm."
Chen Ping roughly estimated his progress of comprehension, feeling a jolt in his heart.
The bottle of Clear Spirit Liquid, although its dicinal power is strong and quite miraculous, clearly isn’t created from nothing, nor will it quickly unlock the key points.
Most importantly, he had long known that the Clear Spirit Liquid’s effects only last for two hours.
"With my current enlightennt, I can’t grasp the Golden Body Realm in two hours. Luckily, I have Fortune Value to enhance my enlightennt."
With this thought, 40 points of Fortune Value were ignited suddenly.
An extraordinary mighty power appeared.
His enlightennt silently increased from 9 points to 10 points.
Boom...
It seed as if thunder had exploded in Chen Ping’s brain.
His forehead also felt like it had been struck by this thunder, opening his acun.
Suddenly, at a certain mont, he felt that his previous self was so stupid and foolish. How could he not understand sothing so simple?
Isn’t this just the recombination of cells, allowing the blood to more efficiently extract nutrients and leading to the transformation of the body?
The vitality between heaven and earth also beca exceptionally clear.
Since this vitality can’t enter the blood or cells directly, it would be converted a second ti before rging into the body.
The human body is a microcosm, the world is the macrocosm.
Qi Cultivation follows the ridian layout.
Body Cultivation uses the internal organs, muscles, and bones as well as blood and flesh layout.
Humans emulate the earth, the earth emulates the heavens, heaven emulates nature.
By following the principles of heaven and earth, one can cultivate the body of heaven and earth, gain endless strength, and achieve qualitative transformation.
At this mont, his mind beca incomparably clear.
The entire Primordial Golden Body Technique was free of any doubts in his mind.
Fully comprehended.
The blood unknowingly began to produce tiny golden sparks from its initial silvery hue.
Collapsed with a thud...
Internally, every strand of muscle, bone marrow, and muscle tissue produces wisps of mist, absorbed completely by the golden sparks.
As the blood transforms, golden light erges. Chen Ping’s body surface also starts to emit a thin layer of golden glow.
His physical body rapidly becos lean and gaunt.
The essence in his entire body is frantically drained.
Without even thinking, he picked up a bottle of Blood Ginseng Pills nearby and swallowed three at once.
Vast blood qi surged into his body.
A sensation of plenitude and comfort erged.
His body swiftly returned to being robust and powerful.
He sensed his body, a peculiar taste of solidity and eternity appeared in his heart.
"I’ve entered the realm."
Chen Ping opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
He noticed the dusk light outside the window; it had been four or five hours, approaching evening.
"No wonder Han Xiaoru said that mastering the Primordial Golden Body Technique is extrely difficult..."
Han Wushang was stuck at this point for eight full years, still at the Early-Stage Innate, which is the Proficient Level of the Primordial Golden Body Technique, not even reaching Mastery.
From this point of view, not only is enlightennt difficult, but improvent is also challenging.
Taking a look at his Tribulation Points.
Chen Ping thought cautiously, spending 8 Tribulation Points to improve the Primordial Golden Body Technique.
Yes, reaching the Innate Level, from Entry to Proficiency, requires double the consumption, similar to the Celestial Heart Bright Moon Sword.
From this perspective, the Celestial Heart Bright Moon Sword may not be a Sword Technique that can be cultivated at the Postnatal Level.
Hua Lian’er was able to master it, and I was able to as well, there must be sothing extraordinary, it can’t be judged with common sense.
...
Chen Ping picked up the fine steel long sword he carried with him, pressing the blade against his forearm, applying pressure bit by bit.
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