diskusbooks Chapter 348 Welcome back
Chapter 348 Welcome back
The four days passed in a blur as I was immersed in the medicine.
Hu Qing's soul body has become as solid as a real person, but occasionally when he turns around, a hint of black light will appear behind him.
It’s still because of the lack of physical strength, otherwise this injury would have healed long ago.
The silvery-white liquid in the medicine cauldron was still clear, but every morning, guards would bring new bone slices.
——Those glowing fragments melted like sugar cubes as soon as they entered the liquid medicine, dyeing the water surface indigo for a moment.
Gu Yang's cultivation progress reached a bottleneck.
On the training ground, the young man's sweaty figure continues every day until the sky is full of stars.
Xiao Zi squatted beside him, spitting out lightning from time to time to simulate a thunder tribulation for him.
But whenever the spiritual power was about to break through the invisible barrier, the patternless golden elixir in the dantian would suddenly tremble, suppressing the surging spiritual tide.
On the morning of the fourth day, when Elder Han's sound transmission note turned into a firebird and crashed into the tent, Hu Qing was trying to compress his soul power to the extreme.
——This is a technique he figured out in prison, hoping to allow his soul power to attack like spiritual power, so that he can have some self-defense power.
"Elder Han said the puppet is ready and asked us to go there. Let's go."
Gu Yang lifted the lid of the medicine cauldron, and in the steaming mist, Hu Qing's soul body glowed with a warm jade-like luster.
Xiao Zi couldn't wait to roll up the two of them with his tail, and the airflow created by the dragon wings blew the tent up like a sail.
Soon, the group arrived at Elder Yan's residence.
Outside Elder Yan’s tent, a two-meter-high wooden cabinet stood quietly.
The surface of the rosewood is engraved with obscure runes, and every groove is filled with dark red crystal powder.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang gathered around curiously and looked at the wooden cabinet.
The spiritual sense cannot penetrate it. The material of this wooden cabinet is probably able to block the spiritual sense.
Xiao Zi's sharp claws made a harsh sound as they scraped against the cabinet door, but not even a white mark was left.
"Be careful, this wood is good stuff, open it and take a look." Elder Han's voice came from behind.
The old man's hands were covered in grease, and Elder Yan looked even more haggard, as if he had aged ten years. Both of them had red eyes and their hair was greasy and hung to the side.
But the light in their eyes was even brighter than that of the young men.
Gu Yang's knife flashed quickly, and the crisp sound of rivets breaking was like unlocking some kind of seal.
The moment the cabinet door slowly opened, a warm breeze with the fragrance of plants and trees blew towards me.
The human figure standing in it has every inch of skin showing vivid flesh color.
His chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, his eyelashes trembled in the airflow, and one could even see the pale blue blood vessels at his temples pulsating rhythmically.
The clear muscle lines, big where it should be big, small where it should be small, are exactly what Hu Qing likes.
This is not a puppet at all, it is clearly a handsome young man who is sleeping!
Hu Qing's soul floated forward unconsciously. He wanted to take a closer look at this work of art.
When his fingertips touched the puppet's eyebrows, the whole body suddenly opened its eyes - deep in the amber pupils, there was a white light that was exactly the same as Hu Qing's soul.
"Heart blood is the guide, soul fire is the lamp."
As Elder Yan chanted hoarsely, a complex meridian diagram suddenly appeared on the puppet's chest.
Those bloodlines corresponded perfectly with the spiritual veins in Hu Qinghun's body, just like a sheath that had been prepared long ago and finally waited for its sword.
Xiao Zi suddenly nervously wrapped her wings around Gu Yang, fearing that he would be blown away by this terrifying momentum.
At a moment when no one was paying attention, a black light flashed from the fragment of the holy weapon in Hu Qing's dantian.
——At the location of the puppet’s heart, an extremely fine black mist disappeared in an instant.
"Go in and try it out. These are all made of good stuff."
Elder Han wiped the sweat from his face and said, "I have used countless alien flesh and blood techniques and the Northern Wilderness Mysterious Ice Bones..."
Hu Qing's soul turned into a stream of light and sank into the puppet's eyebrows.
With a teeth-grinding sound of flesh wriggling, the body became exactly the same as Hu Qing's in his lifetime at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the last trace of soul light disappeared in his pupils, the newly born "Hu Qing" slowly raised his hand and touched his cheek in disbelief.
Warm. Soft.
You can even feel the subtle touch of fingerprints rubbing against your skin.
It looks more like a real person than the previous flesh and blood puppet.
"Boom-boom-"
The heartbeat in his chest was deafening. Hu Qing suddenly doubled over and began to retch, but after exhaling the first breath, he tasted the long-lost smell of blood belonging to a living person.
Elder Yan and Elder Han smiled at each other, and the two old guys suddenly collapsed to the ground at the same time, leaning against the wooden cabinet and snoring.
They have been working day and night these days and have really not had much rest.
Gu Yang's fist was suspended in the air. He wanted to hit Hu Qing's shoulder but was afraid of hurting this new body. In the end, he could only utter a nasal voice:
"Welcome back, Aqing."
Hu Qing slowly closed his five fingers, and the air in his palm was compressed to the extreme, making a "pop" sound.
He turned his wrist in disbelief—the undulations of the veins beneath the skin, the click of his knuckles, even the tiny barbs on the edges of his nails—all felt exactly the same as he remembered.
"Is this really a puppet?"
Gu Yang couldn't help but poke Hu Qing's arm. The elasticity from his fingertips made his eyes widen, "Even the hairs have temperature!"
Xiao Zi flew around the two of them, and suddenly used his dragon horns to hit Hu Qing in the back.
In a flash, the new body reacted faster than one could imagine - Hu Qing didn't even have time to think, his waist had automatically twisted, and his right hand accurately grasped the dragon's horn.
The sparks produced by the friction between the purple scales and the palm of the hand were dazzling in the sunlight.
"Your reaction time is that fast? Let's go to the training grounds!"
Gu Yang's eyes lit up with fighting spirit, "Let me see what kind of monster Elder Han and the others have created!"
Hu Qing looked at the two elders with gratitude, but found that they were lying on the ground, sleeping soundly without any sign of sleep, and even snoring loudly.
I'm afraid they haven't had any rest these days and have been working hard for this puppet.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang held an elder in each hand and sent them to the bed in the residence. After covering them with quilts, they went to the martial arts field.
The bluestone slabs of the arena were still damp with morning dew.
Hu Qing suppressed his spiritual power to the peak of the Jindan stage, but the degree of integration between his soul and the new body continued to improve during the battle.
When Gu Yang's fists tore through the air and attacked, what he "saw" was not the path of the fists, but the trajectory of the spiritual power rushing through the boy's meridians.
"You're swinging your punch a little too slowly." Hu Qing chuckled and tilted his head, the wind from his fist only lifting a strand of hair from his temple.
His right leg swept out like a steel whip, and the friction between the trouser legs and the air made a rustling sound.
If this kick is delivered solidly, it will be enough to break the lumbar vertebrae of an ordinary Jindan cultivator.
Gu Yang took half a step forward strangely.
He clasped his palms together into fists, and the arc of his elbows sank just enough to direct Hu Qing's leg force into the ground.
With a "bang", spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the ring with Gu Yang as the center. The young man took advantage of the momentum to spin around, and his left leg chopped towards Hu Qing's neck like a battle axe.
"Good timing!" Hu Qing did not dodge or give way, but raised his right arm to block the kick.
Amidst the dull thud of flesh colliding, the two men simultaneously retreated three steps—Gu Yang rubbed his ankle with a grimace.
Hu Qing was pleasantly surprised to find that the pain feedback of his new body was so exquisite that even the stinging pain of ruptured capillaries under the skin was clearly audible.