After half a year of hard cultivation, Duan Rong’s physique had beco very robust, his eight-pack abs rising like a turtle shell, with muscles shimring in a dark sheen...
Duan Rong glanced at the silhouette in the copper mirror on the desk, and walked over expressionlessly to pick up the bottle of Dragon Fla Fat placed in front of the mirror.
He closed the door and stripped naked, but it wasn’t to show off his body.
Holding the green porcelain bottle, Duan Rong squatted by the basin of clear water in the corner of the room, opened the porcelain bottle, and sniffed gently, detecting no abnormal scent.
Duan Rong slowly tilted the porcelain bottle...
His movents were minimal, his gaze fixed on the smooth, upturned mouth of the green porcelain bottle.
Just as the porcelain bottle was almost flat, a lump of translucent red gelatinous substance began to slowly ooze out...
Seeing that thing erge, Duan Rong’s movents beca even slower...
The substance resembled jelly, sowhat like mature pogranate seeds, a translucent pale red...
Duan Rong poured out a lump the size of a pinky nail, dropping it into the basin of clear water, which then rippled on its smooth surface...
The gelatinous mass swayed with the water, eventually floating on the surface...
Duan Rong stared at the mass floating on the water’s surface, watching it dissolve in circles...
The originally colorless clear water slowly turned pale red...
A few breaths later, when the mass completely dissolved, the water in the basin was crimson like blood...
Only then did Duan Rong stand up, walk over to the cabinet beside the bed, open the door, and take out four scrolls of Mountain and River Maps that were rolled up inside.
Duan Rong took out the flint, lit the candle in the room, then carefully roasted out the images of the Four Great Kings hidden within the four Mountain and River Maps.
Duan Rong set up a surrounding space, pasting the images of the Four Great Kings according to the positions in the cultivation technique, then placed a mat in the center of the space.
At this mont, Duan Rong walked over to the basin of crimson red water in the corner, scooped up so water with his hand, and poured it over himself, the water odorless and tasteless, but burning hot on his skin...
Before long, Duan Rong’s skin began to redden, like cooked shrimp...
Carefully, Duan Rong poured the basin of red water over every inch of his skin, and after he had covered his whole body, a bit of water remained at the bottom of the basin; Duan Rong lifted it up and poured it over the back of his neck...
At this mont, a tearing pain spread across Duan Rong’s skin as if he were being flayed, with waves of pain stacking on top of each other; his teeth rattled as he clenched them, not daring to delay, he promptly crawled into the space, sitting cross-legged on the mat.
Sitting cross-legged on the mat, Duan Rong imdiately began chanting mantras, while simultaneously using the distinctive breathing technique of the Fetal Concealnt Scripture to regulate his breath.
As Duan Rong chanted mantras, he felt an itch in his pores, as if sothing were entering his body, converging towards the back of his head...
But at that mont, Duan Rong was already practicing the cultivation technique, unable to spare attention, and after one complete breath, he tried to find the elusive transition point between inhaling and exhaling using spiritual power.
Whether due to past experiences or luck, he successfully hit the mark, causing his consciousness to spin, and the next mont he appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
Once inside the Sea of Consciousness, Duan Rong looked up at the star body floating in the sky, emitting a milky glow...
The star body was silent and alone, as if in an eternal slumber...
While gazing at the star body, Duan Rong clearly sensed that the star body was gazing back, the milky glow piercing through thin swirling mist, shining on him...
Suddenly, Duan Rong’s heart stirred as he noticed sothing unusual, not from the floating star body, but from the sky behind it.
The originally silent, dark sky was now emitting a faint red glow...
Then he saw thin strands of red falling from the sky, like willow blossoms, spreading as the mist rolled...
The red strands squird in the mist, resembling tiny insects...
"This is..."
Duan Rong’s heart brightened as he suddenly thought of the crimson blood-like red water poured over him.
"Could these red strands be Dragon Fla Fat?"
Recalling that itch in his pores before entering the Sea of Consciousness, as sothing entered his body and gathered at the back of his head...
"Could the Dragon Fla Fat have turned into red strands and entered my Sea of Consciousness in so magical way..."
"The Fetal Concealnt Scripture is indeed unbelievable..."
Understanding the origin of the anomaly, Duan Rong no longer worried and imdiately sat cross-legged at the center of the black earth, his lips moving in a murmur, chanting mantras as his hands quickly ford seals...
A series of urgent, dense whispers, like the voice of a divine demon, erged from Duan Rong’s mouth and echoed heavily in the space...
Then, a rumble echoed overhead, responding to Duan Rong’s murmuring mantras...
Simultaneously, the thin swirling mist abruptly halted, then settled like sand, becoming a dense gray mist covering the surface of the black earth in several breaths...
The dense gray mist engulfed Duan Rong’s body below the neck...
But the red strands ford from Dragon Fla Fat did not settle with the mist, instead continued to float in the space like botherso willow blossoms...
With Duan Rong forming seals, the towering shadows of four divine statues gradually erged, solidifying...
At the mont the Four Great Kings appeared, a wave of pressure struck Duan Rong’s heart...
Resisting the pressure, Duan Rong continued chanting and forming seals, watching as the Four Great Kings opened their mouths wide, their eyes suddenly shining brightly, inhaling mist and exhaling from their nostrils...
From the mist exhaled by the statues, strands of milky white light split off...
Once the milky white light strands split off, they darted around the space like swimming fish, and wherever they went, the red strands from the Dragon Fla Fat adhered to them...
Once laden with red strands, the milky white light slowly ascended to the sky, floating in the heavens...
Over ti, more light strands absorbed red strands, ascending to the sky and gathering at one spot, weaving and transforming endlessly, gradually forming the outline of a baby’s body, with its face slowly solidifying into detail...
Although the light-shadow baby was hollow, its features were vividly lifelike...
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