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Werther had deduced the cultivation method to perfection. Only then did Werther withdraw his spirit from his sea of consciousness, sink his will into his dantian, and begin to sense the wisp of pure zhenqi inside it. When he was dealing with the Dark Elves' assassination earlier, he had used the most overbearing Demonic Sky Demon Sky Cracking Palm, which had been circulating his zhen qi according to the mental cultivation method of the Devil Sect, and had naturally turned it into a sliver of demonic qi. Earlier, when he had dealt with the Dark Elves' assassination, he had used the most overbearing Demonic Sky Cracking Palm, which had been circulating according to the mental cultivation method of the Devil Sect, and had naturally turned into a sliver of demonic qi.

Werther's mind sank as he attempted to combine the two kinds of Dao-qi into one using a new method of deduction. Suddenly, a sizzling sound akin to rolling iron into boiling water rang out from his Dantian, but the intense corrosive effects of the demonic true energy corroded half of the Daoism's true energy. The process of fusing, corroding, corroding and fusing took an entire afternoon, before he finally managed to fuse a grain of Sky Demon zhen Qi the size of a millet into the Taoist zhenqi the size of a ping pong ball. But even so, it was not a complete integration, there was always a gap between the two types of zhen qi.

His mental cultivation method was not strong enough to dissolve the tyrannical power of the Devil Dao. At this time, he suddenly had a yearning for the buddhist cultivation technique, "Legend has it that the buddhist cultivation technique is the best to dissolve the evil Qi and turn it into a peaceful one. If I can obtain the method to release the evil Qi, then I think I can solve the problem of the Sky Demon Zhen Qi." However, if the three different types of zhenqi were to be cultivated, it would most likely cause even more problems. In the worst case scenario, they might even go berserk and become irreparable.

Wherever the Sky Demon True Qi went, it was like pouring sulfuric acid into the body, corroding the meridians, turning them into a complete mess. Fortunately, the Daoism True Qi followed closely behind it, repairing the damaged meridians one by one, and even becoming more tenacious and spacious, "This demonic True Qi is simply hurting people before it hurts itself! How could the true qi that he had painstakingly cultivated destroy him in return?

However, it's a blessing in disguise if we just end up like this. It's just that it's too arduous and painful! " Werther gritted his teeth and guided his zhen qi to circulate seventy-two times over before he returned it to his dantian to nourish it. After walking a few rounds, the Daoism Zhen Qi had become stronger, and even the Devil Dao Zhen Qi had also improved. However, the friction between the two Zhen Qi had become more intense. "There's no other way. My Golden Body Art failed to create a profound cultivation method so it cannot dissolve the foreign Qi. I can only try to make do with it and think of a way to improve my cultivation later."

It was not as if no one had ever tried to combine the two families before, but for the likes of Werther, all he had learned were the supreme techniques of the two families, and all of them had to be forcefully combined into one. From ancient times until now, he was the only one, and the hardships involved could be imagined, it was not as if he had never thought of specializing in the cultivation of one, but who would have known that the cultivation of a demonic path was just like a piece of dog skin paste, and once pasted on it, it would become difficult to remove it. Thus, he could only brace himself and embark on this path of no return. However, dual cultivation of Dao-demons was not without benefits. At the very least, his cultivation speed had greatly increased.

Without a word, he gave him a piece of paper with the shapes of dozens of plant medicinal herbs drawn on it, and told him, "No matter how much money you spend, buy me each one for one thousand Jin. I have urgent needs, Father will tell you." Hobbes, though curious, did as he was told.

Werther had synthesized all the memories from his previous life with these herbs. In addition, the books he had read in the Royal Library for the past three months had compiled these herbs, which existed in the Grace Mainland, and were specially used to make medicinal soups, apply them on the body, exercise them on the bones, and strengthen the muscles. If Werther wanted to reach the peak of the fleshly body realm within a year, he would need a large amount of medicinal herbs. With a large amount of external help, there was a limit to his abilities alone. There was a saying, "Do you practice martial arts because you don't have money?" It was because you could not afford to buy medicinal herbs, nor could you afford to support a martial arts master, nor did they teach you or provide you with anything to nourish you. To train your body, why bother practicing martial arts?

Hobbes ordered the servants of the Count's house to go to the major auction houses and collect herbs from the various pharmacists' shops. Some of these herbs were very common in the Grace Mainland, and could be bought at almost no cost and cost, while some of them were extremely mysterious and precious.

That night, James returned to the Count's mansion and listened to Hobbes' report, then listened to Werther's explanation. He looked through the diagrams for a moment, then muttered to himself, "I have all these rare and precious herbs, but I don't have that much stock. Hobbes, go to the Court to collect two million gold coins and immediately contact the Cruz Auction House of the Tollas Neutral Union. Tell them how much these herbs you have received, and if not enough, go to the Mercenary Guild to announce the mission. The bounty will be more generous." "I will call you for more funds. You must complete it within half a month." Without another word, Hobbes left.

James looked at his son, "Werther, do you want to temper your body? I also know that several drugs are very helpful to the body. " Werther was already used to his father's extravagance and said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Father. But these dozens of medicinal herbs are the most compatible with my cultivation technique. I don't need anything else." James seemed to be deep in thought. "Looks like you've gotten the clues from the memories of those experts of yours, right? After all, they are all dead. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me. "

James' tone exuded a prideful confidence that was carved into his bones. Werther had a plan in his heart, "Looks like father is a battle-qi expert that conceals his strength. However, what level has he reached in his training?" He knew nothing about the mysterious father except his deep, unfathomable fatherly love, but that was enough.

"Thank you, father. If there are any problems, I will definitely come and ask you." James and his son left the room. His gaze fell upon the pattern again as he mumbled to himself, "These medicinal ingredients are all the best body tempering medicines. I don't think I need so many of them if I were to use dark Dou Qi. It seems like those memories do not only include the memories of the Dark Council's experts. This way is also good. Let Werther choose the cultivation method that is most suitable for him, and I won't interfere any further. "

Hobbes was very efficient. In addition to James' continuous funding, he had delivered a large amount of medicinal ingredients in less than half a month. Although the requirements were less than a thousand catties each, it was sufficient for Werther to use them for a few months. Werther couldn't wait and immediately threw himself into the task of brewing medicine. Making medicinal ingredients was only the simplest step, and also the most basic step, for large scaled cultivators, to refine the Golden Core Pill Powder. But one had to carefully classify the medicinal ingredients, wash them one by one, and then preserve them according to their respective characteristics in order to prevent them from losing their medicinal properties before they could even start refining. The next step was the most crucial one, extracting and refining. This step was directly related to whether or not the pill could be refined, as well as the quality of the pill. One could not be careless in any way.

Pill refining was originally the most common and profound knowledge of Qi practitioners. The knowledge in Werther's brain regarding refining outer cores was no less than that of a small library. In addition, he also had some corresponding knowledge on the Path of Demons. Werther only grasped a tenth of it, but it could also be called a grandmaster of alchemy. What he needed to do now was to turn a brain full of theories into practical experience. At his current level, all he could do was concoct some of the pill medicines to refine his muscles and bones. Werther had been busy for seven days. He cleaned, categorized, and stored several tens of thousands of pounds of medicinal herbs. Then, he purified them one by one and further mixed them into the soup that he needed.

In the secret room, Werther's entire body was submerged in a large basin of medicinal liquid, which exuded a smell of herbal medicine, along with waves of special fragrance. In the secret room, Werther's whole body was submerged in a large basin of medicinal liquid, which released a scent of herbal medicine, along with waves of special fragrance. Acupoint strengthening.

In the steaming steam, Werther felt all the pores on his body open up, greedily absorbing the nutrients in the medicinal liquid. Then, along with his true energy, along with his blood flowing throughout his body, under the constant washing, the membrane of his muscles and bones gradually became stronger. After running for a full three hours, the entire medicinal liquid turned from the first deep green color to a slightly yellow color. These were all impurities and toxins expelled from the body at the same time of absorbing the medicinal power. The first step of cultivation was to perfect the body completely, eliminating all toxins and reaching the level of an infant.

Werther exhaled comfortably, put on his clothes, clenched his fists with both hands, and struck forcefully into the air. With a whoosh, a small storm immediately took shape, and a gust of wind hit the wall of the secret chamber, creating a loud sound. This was the first time he had used medicinal liquid to soak his body in cultivation, and coupled with the baptism of the demonic true energy, his arm already had the strength of a thousand jin. If he continued to practice like this, the strength of ten thousand jin in his arms would not be a problem, and he could at least barely use the saint artifact.