Chapter 531: Root Chakra, Sacral Chakra, Navel Chakra

In the Zhurong Tomb, Hua Changxi, whose blood and energy had recovered to the peak, did not leave immediately, but gave birth to a strong rebellious psychology.

Internally, she finally realized that her delay in breaking through the realm, besides the reason of insufficient state of mind, was also related to the limitations of the 'Zhu Que Divine Art' itself.

The mission of 'protecting all living beings' required by the 'Zhu Que Divine Art' was too heavy, and as the pressure came, she instinctively wanted to shrink and escape; externally, forces from all sides tried to make her share the Nine Nether Soul Realm, which was undoubtedly a naked threat to her.

Intertwined with internal distress and external threats, she didn't want to face the problem anymore and decided to continue seclusion to temper her physical body.

Previously, in order to break through the realm and make up for the problem of insufficient state of mind, she had been going out for training, and she had indeed not practiced well for a period of time.

Opening the Spirit Platform was temporarily unsolvable, so let's refine the body.

Thinking of the danger she encountered when she hurriedly stepped into the eighth level of the 'Nine-Turn Profound Art' in the Wutong Forest, Hua Changxi still felt palpitations.

The eighth chapter of the 'Nine-Turn Profound Art'—Physical Universe Chakra.

Hua Changxi sat cross-legged in the center of the egg space, her mind condensed, and she quietly operated this extremely rigid and strong body-refining technique.

In an instant, it seemed as if the galaxy was inverted in her body, and an energy chain with the spine as the central axis and penetrating seven key points from bottom to top appeared slowly.

Root Chakra, Sacral Chakra, Navel Chakra, Heart Chakra, Throat Chakra, Brow Chakra, Crown Chakra—seven energy vortices like star rings were arranged in order, like the original pulse when the universe first opened.

However, at this moment, only the 'source of power' Sacral Chakra had light flowing, like fire burning; the other six chakras were like sleeping stars, dim and lusterless.

The light chain connecting the seven chakras was also like a withered vine and broken silk, with no energy exchange, and the entire chakra chain was like a broken ladder to heaven.

Hua Changxi 'looked' at the dim chakras in her body and thought of the situation where the physical body was greatly consumed during this trip to the Nine Netherworlds.

Perhaps, when the seven chakras were lit up at the same time and the blood and energy circulation formed a world of its own, the physical body consumption and self-repair could reach a dynamic balance.

The Zhurong Tomb contained the law of proving the Dao with strength, which was just in line with the 'Nine-Turn Profound Art', and was an excellent place for body refining.

Hua Changxi immediately calmed her heart, channeled the power of her Qi and blood, and surged straight toward the root chakra at the very bottom.

Root Chakra, anchor of the earth, foundation of the Dao.

With the continuous injection of blood and energy, the long-silent Root Chakra vortex finally trembled slightly, and a stream of earthy yellow light flowed quietly from the center, initially like a trickle, then like a long wave surging.

Soon, her feet seemed to be connected to the entire earth—under the skin, gilded veins spread like the roots of an old tree, deeply embedded in the void, as if rooted in the mother body of the earth, drawing endless earth vein power.

This power climbed slowly along the spine, like a warm current moistening every inch of tendons and bones, making her physical body, which had been tight because of the trip to the Nine Netherworlds, feel the steadiness and fullness from the foundation for the first time.

Time passed quietly, and only the humming sound of blood and energy circulation remained in the egg space.

When the power of the Root Chakra accumulated to the peak, Hua Changxi's heart turned, and she guided the power of blood and energy to rush straight to three inches below the navel—Sacral Chakra, the source of power.

With the injection of blood and energy, the Sacral Chakra vortex was like a sun wheel ignited, continuously erupting with dazzling red-gold light.

The vortex rotated at high speed, forming a bottomless power furnace, rolling all the brute force, clever strength, and even the spiritual energy drawn from heaven and earth, and the law fragments realized from the Zhurong Tomb into it.

Those once scattered forces collided and merged in the furnace, finally turning into pure blood and energy, surging along the meridians to the limbs and bones.

She could clearly feel that with every breath, the Sacral Chakra was exhaling and inhaling the energy between heaven and earth, as if the power of the whole world was gathering towards her, adding a bit of domineering power to break mountains and cut mountains to her already strong physical body.

After the Sacral Chakra was full, Hua Changxi did not stop for a moment, continued to guide the power upwards, and reached the Navel Chakra—the source of life.

Different from the domineering of the Sacral Chakra, the lighting of the Navel Chakra was more like a gentle recovery.

The vortex unfolded slowly, like a green lotus in full bloom, the petals layered, each one flowing with moist vitality.

Rich green light halo escaped from the flower stamen, flowing along the meridians; wherever it passed, the dark injuries left by the trip to the Nine Netherworlds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dried-up cells regained vitality, and even the depths of the bone marrow felt bursts of tingling warmth.

She could 'see' that the vitality power was like fine spring rain, moistening every inch of damaged tissue, repairing and strengthening the physical body that was once on the verge of collapse bit by bit.

Although the light of the Navel Chakra was not as dazzling as the Sacral Chakra, it carried a kind of endless resilience, making her aura, which was weak due to excessive consumption, gradually become full and long.

As time passed, the steadiness of the Root Chakra, the domineering of the Sacral Chakra, and the vitality of the Navel Chakra echoed each other, forming a preliminary energy cycle in the body.

Half a year had passed since the Jiuguan Auction, and seeing that the Lingguang Hall had no movement, the Xuanyuan Mansion couldn't help it, and directly sent the Left Army Garrison Commander Wei Changgeng to the Heaven Department to inquire about the news.

Wei Zhenjie had just raised a batch of resources and sent them to the coast, and was drinking spiritual tea to relieve fatigue, when Wei Changgeng came.

"You are really able to hold your breath!"

Wei Zhenjie glanced at him sideways and continued to drink tea: "If you have something to say, say it; if not, leave quickly, don't disturb my rest."

Wei Changgeng walked over and sat down: "What kind of attitude is this, I am your elder after all."

Wei Zhenjie heard this and was too lazy to even reply.

Seeing this, Wei Changgeng was somewhat helpless: "The Jiuguan Auction has passed for almost half a year, and there is no movement from the Lingguang Hall. Do you really not care about the Nine Nether Soul Realm matter?"

Wei Zhenjie put away the One-Thought-Connection that was constantly vibrating, his face full of helplessness: "You tell me, what can I care about?"

Wei Changgeng looked at him: "The Hall Master of the Lingguang Hall may not know the importance of the Nine Nether Soul Realm to the human race. You should come forward and remind her."

Wei Zhenjie did not refute this, but still shook his head: "I have sent no less than a dozen messages to the Lingguang Hall, and the reply is always that the Hall Master is in seclusion."

Wei Changgeng frowned: "When the Five Directions Great Array was broken, didn't you feel that the Hall Master of the Lingguang Hall was injured?"

Wei Zhenjie: "That fellow went to the fifth layer of the Nine Netherworlds, the abyss, and contended with the Nightmare Tapir, and who knows what else she encountered in between. Perhaps, she is really injured."

Wei Changgeng was anxious: "Then what should we do? If this is the case, and the Hall Master of the Lingguang Hall is going to be in seclusion to heal for years, or even longer, then we can only wait like this?"

Wei Zhenjie shrugged: "Otherwise? The Nether Fire Match is in her hands, it's useless for us to be anxious." ===== CHAPTER 532 =====