Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 2 The Great Pill of Human Blood, Remove the Disguise

As soon as the words were finished, the room suddenly fell silent, and a rare look of pity appeared in the old man's cloudy eyes.

Essence Blood Pill, also known as Human Blood Pill, is different from ordinary panacea, but it is a very evil means of magic.

Its effect is also extremely strange, in addition to improving cultivation, it can also increase people's blood and energy for a short time.

With such an overbearing medicinal effect, its refining process is also extraordinary.

Only by using the blood of direct relatives as medicine and absorbing the whole body blood of a cultivator can the refining be successful.

In the past three years, Xue Leng has relied on this method to advance all the way, breaking through from the third level of Qi training to the peak of the sixth level of Qi training in one fell swoop!

Cultivation level increases to a higher level almost every year. This appalling cultivation speed is simply unheard of among monks with three spiritual roots.

Now it is only one step away from the late stage of Qi training.

It's a pity that there is only the last one left of the Essence Blood Pill, and it is impossible to break through the bottleneck in the later stage of Qi training in a short time.

If it weren't for the fact that the entrance examination of the True Spirit Sect was too important, he didn't want to make such a bad move.

You know, all these years, in order to help him make alchemy, the old man has almost run out of energy and blood, and his time is running out.

"Old man, believe me, this is the last time, as long as I pass tomorrow's assessment, I'm more than [-]% sure that the foundation will be successful.

At that time, there will be no need to do such outrageous and sneaky things! "

Maybe it was the hesitation in the old man's heart.

Xue Leng raised his head abruptly, staring at his bloodshot eyeballs, and said in a low voice:

"After I build the foundation, I will personally end the hatred of my father and the life of that old dog Xue Lie!"

"Leng'er, you... how do you know?"

Hearing this, the old man was startled, and cried out, his face full of disbelief.

"Of course I know. Over the years, I have worked hard and tried my best to curry favor with Xue Lie. It's not for the sake of becoming a servant of the outside sect!"

After gritting his teeth, Xue Leng raised his eyebrows and glanced out the window.

"Well, it's getting late."

"Old man, I heard that you have recruited another apprentice in the prospecting team, who seems to be a fifth-level qi practitioner?

Hehe, I'm afraid this lifeless bastard has no good intentions. "

"Let's choose him this time, and the right is to act for the heavens."

After all, Xue Leng took out a set of night clothes, as well as some bottles of poison powder and incense candles from the storage bag.

After putting all these things on the table casually, he took out another one with extreme familiarity, a withered black human leather mask and put it on.

After finishing these, Xue Leng stuffed the medicine bottle and joss stick into his arms regardless of the old man's reaction.

"It's still the same place, old man, you should lure that kid there first, and leave immediately after the Netherworld incense is lit, and leave the rest to me."

Xue Leng instructed while fiddled with a pale green flying needle.

This magic weapon is called the Biphosphorous Needle, and it is a rare high-grade magic weapon, and it is also the only high-grade magic weapon in the hands of the grandfather and grandson.

This green phosphorus needle, brewed with poison, is the first to make a surprise attack, and it is designed to break the magic power barrier of the immortal cultivator.

Under the sneak attack, even the physical training in the late stage of Qi training had to die tragically on the spot!
"Ugh……"

"Leng'er, it's about your path, even if grandpa risked his life, he would be willing, but—

However, this Essence and Blood Pill is really vicious, and it must be damaging to the foundation, otherwise, how could it be lost in this city, just to be caught by you..."

The old man tightly usurped the medicine bottle in his hand, his shriveled body became more and more stooped, and even his voice became a little hoarse.

Over the years, he has worked desperately to earn spirit stones in order to prevent his own grandson from taking the evil path of killing people and seizing treasures.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"That's enough. I understand what you said. Anyway, I didn't do this once or twice, and it's not bad this time."

"After tonight, I will find a way to take you up the mountain. With the nourishment of the spirit veins, your old body will definitely improve a lot."

Xue Leng waved his hands impatiently, interrupting the old man's earnest persuasion.

Whether the spiritual root can be successfully mutated depends on tonight.

And if he wanted to go further on the fairy road, he had to rely on the mountain of the True Spirit Sect.

The night was getting deeper, and under the cover of the rain curtain, it seemed more and more gloomy and depressing.

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"Fellow Daoist Xue, is it possible that there are really middle-grade spirit stones in the mine?"

A fat Taoist wearing a black robe with a fat face, holding a half-grown child of about ten years old in his left hand, said suspiciously.

"Of course, the old man can still lie to you?

If it wasn't for that child Leng'er, he would be joining the True Spirit Sect tomorrow, how could I take such a big risk to offend the prospecting team? "

"Haha, that's true. Fellow Daoist Xue is really lucky. He will be regarded as half a member of the True Spirit Sect in the future. Xiao Wu has to work hard to cultivate. Did you hear me?"

Hearing the old man's words, the fat Taoist named Wang Laoliu immediately laughed, stretched out his left hand, and fondled his son's hair.

It's not that he has a big heart, but this old Taoist named Xue Xin has worked in the prospecting team for more than ten years, and he knows his way better than anyone else.

Moreover, it was spread in the market that the old man's precious grandson was indeed talented, and it was very likely that he would join the outer sect of the True Spirit Sect.

But these are not important anymore, with his cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi training, even if there is any problem, he can easily deal with the opponent.

Thinking of this, Wang Laoliu's footsteps became lighter, and even his exhalation became a little heavy.

Those are middle-grade spirit stones, one piece can easily be exchanged for hundreds of low-grade spirit stones!
For a casual cultivator like him, it was an irresistible temptation.

The old god Xue Xin was leading the way ahead, looking back from time to time, when his eyes fell on the child named Wang Xiaowu, a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph! Old man, what are you looking at? I am a genius with dual spiritual roots, and my cultivation talent is much stronger than that of your grandson."

Xue Xin glanced at him from time to time, which obviously aroused Wang Xiaowu's dissatisfaction, and immediately reprimanded him viciously.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xue, don't take offense, Xiao Wu has been like this since he was a child, and he lacks discipline.

A few days ago, I happened to be spotted by the outer sect deacon of the True Spirit Sect and accepted as a registered disciple. When I was older, I was going to go up the mountain. "

Wang Laoliu apologized, but there was no sincerity in his tone.

"Hehe, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Wang, maybe Xiao Wu and Leng Er can become senior brothers."

Xue Xin was not surprised either, he chuckled and continued to move forward steadily.

"Hmph, who wants to become a senior brother with him, old man, whether your grandson can join the True Spirit Sect or not is another matter!"

Wang Xiaowu stared at Xue Xin with disdain, and snorted maliciously.

From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't like this old thing who has three levels of qi training.

"Okay, this is it. The secret passage of the mine is hidden in this dilapidated temple. There are more than a dozen beggars living in it, and they are used to cover people's eyes and ears."

Regarding Wang Xiaowu's vicious words, Xue Xin didn't take it seriously, and raised his hand to signal to the front.

"Oh? I didn't expect to be here. I'm afraid it's hundreds of miles away from the mine. Fellow Daoist Xue really has great powers. I admire him."

Wang Laoliu was startled when he heard the words, and sighed subconsciously.

"This old fox is really not simple. He dug such a long secret passage without anyone noticing. It must have been prepared for several years!"

Cursing secretly in his heart, Wang Laoliu secretly made up his mind that after finishing this vote, he would run out to avoid the limelight, so as not to be implicated by this old guy.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, just wait, it won't be too late to go in after the old man faints the beggar inside."

After saying that, Xue Xin swayed and rushed into the ruined temple. After a few breaths, he called out in a low voice unhurriedly:
"Okay, you can come in, Daoist Wang. Be careful not to touch the mortals inside. I don't know how effective the drugs in this world are."

Wang Laoliu didn't doubt it when he heard it, but for the sake of caution, he still told Wang Xiaowu to stay outside and be ready to escape at any time.

After hesitating for a moment, he simply crushed a Vajra Talisman.

After offering another small black shield, he slowly walked towards the ruined temple.

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"Ugh! Old thief! How dare you plot against me..."

"call out!"

"Plop—"

As soon as he entered the door, there were screams again and again, but the strange thing was that the screams came and went quickly.

But in just a short breath, the silence was restored again, like a hallucination.

The moment Wang Xiaowu outside the house felt something was wrong, he instantly crushed the quick-moving talisman in his palm, and was about to run away——

Suddenly, a big hand descended from the sky and squeezed his neck fiercely.

next second—

At the second level of Qi training, he didn't even have time to resist, so he was dragged into the ruined temple.

"Heh, I didn't expect there to be unexpected gains."

Xue Leng watched everyone in the ruined temple without blinking, Wang Laoliu's death did not make his body move a bit.

Xue Leng was indifferent to the distorted corpse. He had seen too many dead people and was already numb.

At this moment, Xue Leng suddenly felt that Wang Xiaowu was squeezing his fingers vigorously, and he looked over in astonishment.

Apart from tears, this young man who was still trembling had something powerful in his eyes.

He saw what it was at a glance.

This kind of thing is hatred, and the eyes of hatred are very powerful, making people unforgettable at a glance.

Xue Leng has seen countless eyes, and the most disgusting thing is this kind of stubborn hatred.

Eyes are like mirrors, but you who are reflected in the eyes of hatred are often a devil.

This made Xue Leng, who hated looking in the mirror very disgusting.

So when encountering this kind of eyes, he always wants to crush them with all his strength, and he will never show mercy!

"Crack!"

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(End of this chapter)