chsdbacks Chapter 37 Tempering Body Level 8
Chapter 37 Tempering Body Level 8
After eating some of the food prepared by Liu Lincui, Zhang Ping calmed down and prepared to take the Blood-Inducing Pill.
Zhang Ping sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the small white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out the Blood-Inducing Pill.
The pill landed in my palm; it was crimson red with a fine crack on the surface and emitted a strong medicinal fragrance.
The original owner had been stuck at the seventh level of Body Tempering for nearly two years. His cultivation had long since reached the peak of the seventh level, and now he was just missing a breakthrough.
And this Blood-Boosting Pill is the best help.
Zhang Ping took a deep breath and put the Blood-Inducing Pill into his mouth.
The moment the pill entered his throat, a scorching heat rushed down his throat, like a fireball rolling into his stomach.
Then, it exploded.
The feeling wasn't pain, but rather a surging heat from the inside out.
It was as if someone had lit a fire inside him, and the fire spread from his dantian to his limbs.
His skin began to turn red, from his face to his neck, and from his neck to his arms, as if his whole body had been scalded by hot water.
White smoke rose from above.
This is a state of blood and qi surging upwards.
Zhang Ping closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.
He could feel the blood and qi in his body flowing at an unprecedented speed, like a flood rushing through his veins, washing over every meridian and acupoint.
The muscles were contracting and relaxing, and the bones were making slight clicking sounds.
The medicinal effects of the Blood-Inducing Pill are being released continuously.
Zhang Ping's brows furrowed tightly. The liminal state of being on the verge of breaking down made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if countless ants were crawling in the cracks of his bones.
However, you have to hold on; if you let your guard down, all your efforts will be in vain.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Zhang Ping was already feeling a bit tired, but he couldn't relax even for a moment.
Finally, accompanied by three loud thuds of a heart pounding.
The eighth level of body tempering.
breakthrough.
Zhang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing quickened for a few breaths, then gradually calmed down. The flush on his skin subsided, and the surging heat in his body receded like the tide, leaving behind an indescribable sense of clarity.
He stood up from the bed, feeling incredibly light, as if he had been reborn.
With a clenched fist and a sudden swing, the sound of air being cut was crisp and pleasant.
The eighth level of body tempering.
Zhang Ping retracted his fist, a slight smile playing on his lips.
After breaking through the barrier, he completely relaxed and, without knowing when, fell into a deep sleep.
As a fragrant aroma wafted into his nose, he opened his eyes; it was already broad daylight.
He rolled over, feeling much better, but his stomach growled.
I got dressed and went out, only to see a figure busy at the stove.
Liu Lincui, dressed in a faded blue cloth dress, was bending over to add firewood to the stove. Steam was rising from the pot lid on the stove, and the aroma of porridge was coming from there.
Bowls and chopsticks were already set out on the stone table in the courtyard.
A bowl of pickled vegetables, a small dish of green vegetables, and a plate of thinly sliced braised pork.
Hearing the door open, Liu Lincui straightened up and turned around.
"Officer Zhang."
Her voice was still that timid, weak tone: "You're awake. Sit down for a bit, it'll be ready soon."
Zhang Ping nodded and walked to the stone table to sit down.
After a while, Liu Lincui brought a large bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Zhang Ping.
"Drink it while it's hot."
After saying that, Liu Lincui stood aside and said in an even softer voice, "I don't know if it suits your taste."
"Don't be shy, sit down and eat too!" Zhang Ping felt a little embarrassed looking at her.
He only started eating after she sat down.
Whether it was because he had broken through to a higher realm or not, Zhang Ping felt as if he could swallow a whole cow.
He finished the large bowl of porridge in just a few mouthfuls, and before he could say anything, Liu Lincui immediately refilled it for him.
A gust of wind swept away the remaining clouds.
The porridge and vegetables looked as if he had looted them.
Touching his belly, Zhang Ping readily said, "Thank you, Miss Liu."
Liu Lincui shook her head. "You saved my life. What I did is nothing."
After saying that, she started clearing away the dishes and said softly, "You go to your shift first, I'll take care of these."
"Then I'll wait for you to go to the yamen together."
"Today is your first official day on duty, don't be late."
Thinking that Liu Lincui was also on duty today, Zhang Ping casually said this.
"Hmm..." Liu Lincui responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
Zhang Ping didn't notice that Liu Lincui's face had turned slightly red.
A short while later, the two went out together.
Liu Lincui followed behind Zhang Ping, the two of them one in front and one behind.
Zhang Ping took long strides and walked in front, while Liu Lincui took small steps and followed behind, about two steps behind him. But when she realized she was getting too far ahead, she quickened her pace and caught up.
Liu Lincui kept her head down, as if afraid of being seen, but occasionally she would raise her head to steal a glance at Zhang Ping's back before quickly lowering her head again.
A smile appeared on his face.
The two didn't say much along the way. Zhang Ping didn't know what to talk about, so he simply kept quiet.
But the situation is different at the government office.
The bailiffs in the yamen were all gossipy.
Seeing that Constable Zhang had brought a young woman with him to his shift, he teased her.
Old Zhao was the first to speak.
He was a tough old man in the government office, and he would make fun of everyone he met.
"Hey, Officer Zhang."
Old Zhao's voice wasn't loud, but everyone at the yamen entrance could hear him. "And who is this?"
Zhang Ping glanced at him but didn't reply.
Old Zhao, unafraid of Zhang Ping, continued to ask with a smile, "I heard there's a newly recruited, beautiful clerk who's staying at Constable Zhang's house."
He dragged out the word "home," which made everyone laugh.
Zhang Ping rolled his eyes at them. "This is Miss Liu, a newly recruited clerk in the yamen. She'll be in charge of copying and writing from now on. If any of you are too busy, you can ask her for help."
Liu Lincui had never been teased like this before. Standing behind Zhang Ping, she lowered her head, her ears turning bright red.
Upon hearing this, Old Zhao, holding his bowl of morning tea, chuckled and said, "Miss Liu, if you ever need anything, just come to me. I may not have many other skills, but I can certainly grind ink and lay out paper."
Several constables nearby also joined in the commotion.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping waved his hand and his tone became a bit harsher, "Alright, alright, get back to work and stop making a fuss. The girl is shy and can't stand your nonsense."
Liu Lincui raised her head and glanced quickly at Zhang Ping, her face already flushed.
She opened her mouth as if to say thank you, but her lips trembled twice and no sound came out. She turned around and quickly walked into the side room next to the signing room.
That's the office for the clerks.
Zhang Ping withdrew his gaze and was about to go to the back hall when Zhou Zheng came out from inside.
Zhou Zheng jogged over and lowered his voice, "Boss, the county magistrate said you need to set off as soon as possible. The matter in Zhengyang Village can't be delayed. If something goes wrong, it will be hard to explain to the higher-ups."
Zhang Ping nodded. "I understand."
Ideally, the sooner we set off, the better, but he had his own plans.
My health is just a little short of breaking 10,000, so now is the perfect time to go to the blessed land.