Reborn Conceited Soldier

"The smell is distant, the color is green, the smell is hidden, and the smell is like water. Sigh … "Common fire still lacks too much."    

Sikong Banyu let out a soft sigh and slowly opened his eyes. The first three points had been agreed upon, but were clear like water, far from being enough, and could only be considered sticky. A true Pure Yuan pill's medicinal soup could only be considered to have been cooked with all the medicinal effects until it reached the level of clear and watery.    

But now, it could only be considered an extravagant request. It was because without spirit fire, it was impossible for him to do this, and burning ordinary fire still made Sikong Banyu unsatisfied, but it was a pity that he couldn't do it now, who told him that he was only at the Perception Realm and hadn't stepped into Spirit Stage yet?    

It was better than nothing!    

He turned off the fire and then picked up the two bowls that had been washed clean. He carefully poured out the medicinal soup from the metal pot without missing a single drop. Even the metal pot was carefully licked by him. Wasting was shameful.    

Furthermore, it was so hard to find and losing a little of the effects of the elixir made Sikong Banyu's heart ache. Naturally, he wasn't willing to let go of other places.    

After sitting cross-legged for a while, Sikong Banyu took a deep breath to calm himself down. When his heart became as calm as still water, he picked up one of the bowl of soup and gulped it down.    

Instantly, the silent inner breathing in his body started to boil up like boiling water, and his muscles and veins also started to boil up. However, this was not the end. Sikong Banyu had already known about this. After all, the Pure Yuan pill could not only raise one's cultivation base, but also purify one's physique.    

After finishing one bowl, Sikong Banyu picked up the other bowl and finished it in one gulp. Of course, licking the two bowls clean was a must.    

The restless Qi in his body began to wreak havoc in his veins and veins. Suddenly, his Qi surged like a flood in a small stream, crazily rushing inside his body. If he was a new cultivator, he would have been flustered, but Sikong Banyu was already an experienced man. It was like walking a second time, how could he get lost so easily?    

He calmly activated the Stone-breaking Arts's technique and slowly guided the rapidly growing inner breath towards his own head. The last time he borrowed the Seven-flower Leaf's medicinal power, he had completely refined his body's four limbs and torso once, leaving only his head.    

Among the realms of Meat-training, there were two areas that were most dangerous. The first was the tempering of the heart.    

The second was the head. The heart was the place where one's blood energy gathered. The head was the place where one's soul resided. When a cultivator cultivates a technique, their soul force is the most important. Although the Meat-training realm, which is to temper the head's physical body, does not have the slightest effect on the soul, that is, after all, the place where the soul resides!    

Just like how you set fire to someone's house, do you think they would agree to it? Even if he did, it would be weird if nothing happened to him in the future.    

Therefore, Sikong Banyu was extremely cautious throughout the entire process of refining the head. Even though the rapid increase of inner breathing was striking the nerves and making him as hot as a burning charcoal, he still slowly and steadily tempered the flesh on the head inch by inch, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.    

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Sikong Banyu was sitting in his room motionlessly. A day had already passed. At this moment, he was like an old monk sitting still. The red color that had been exposed by the sudden surge of Qi had already disappeared, and he had returned to his original appearance.    

"Just a bit more... I was just a little bit away from completing the refinement, and reaching the great perfection of Meat-training. " Sikong Banyu was a little excited in his heart. A perfect Meat-training meant that he had completed the second level of the [Perception Realm], and was one step closer to surpassing the [Perception Realm]. Spirit Stage was the starting point for him to truly step into the ranks of cultivators, and was also the basis for him to truly display his strength.    

Regardless of whether it was the spirit flames that could only be cultivated with Spirit Stage or the Sword Dao s that could continue to be cultivated with Spirit Stage, these were all Sikong Banyu's strength, and were all areas that she was proficient in.    

Seeing the Great Perfection of the Meat-training within reach, although Sikong Banyu was excited in his heart, he did not panic. He continued to carefully temper the flesh on his head inch by inch, not daring to be distracted.    

"Clang! Clang!"    

At this moment, the sound of the door opening was heard. That loud sound almost made Sikong Banyu, who was being cautious, lose his mind. Luckily, he quickly stopped his breathing, otherwise, it would really be a disaster.    

"Dammit, at the most critical moment, who is it? "When I finish the last part of the tempering, I'll definitely flay you alive."    

Sikong Banyu didn't expect that he would be affected after everything went smoothly like this. If he couldn't move now, he must complete it in one go. Otherwise, who knows how much inner breath he would need next time to temper it.    

He quickly sealed his hearing with his Qi so that he wouldn't be disturbed again and continued to temper it. Most of the Qi inside his body had already been consumed by him. Only a small part of it was still under Sikong Banyu's control.    

According to his calculations, this bit of inner breathing was sufficient to allow him to finish the final part of the tempering, and truly reach the level of Perfection of his Meat-training.    

Time passed minute after minute. Sikong Banyu, who had sealed his hearing, wholeheartedly immersed himself into the tempering. Without any distractions, he guided the few inner breaths to slowly temper the few remaining parts.    

5 Inches... Four Inches... Three Inches... Two Inches...    

Just as he was one inch away, the door to his room was suddenly slammed open and a figure walked in. Even Sikong Banyu, who had sealed his hearing, was greatly affected at this moment. Although he couldn't hear it, the slight vibration it gave off affected him.    

He could not move, this was the final moment. He was only an inch away from completing the task. He had to complete it in one go. No matter what happened, he had to survive this moment.