Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 78 Blood Flame, Ziyu

He remembered very clearly, when he just tried to refine the fire spirit stone.

As soon as the spiritual energy entered the body, he fought against the evil spirit of blood.

But now, the fire spirit power has entered the heart orifice, and it seems that they are in peace with the blood evil, but after careful sensing, they feel some changes.

That's why he couldn't wait to practice the basic formula above.

What he is practicing now is the most basic method of "melting flames".

At first, this technique was only transformed bit by bit. Not only would it not promote cultivation, but it would affect the purity of mana.

However, if one breaks through this barrier and completely refines a spiritual flame, the nature of mana can be changed.

This method of doves occupying magpies' nests seems to be a good way to poach people's corners.

With such a sublime method, it is no wonder that Tianfu Daoist has the ability to overwhelm all the golden cores and become the second in command in the pavilion.

Xue Leng didn't care about the means, as long as it was beneficial to him.

It took him ten days and nights to complete the preliminary transformation, allowing a trace of fire spirit to be contained in his blood evil spirit.

Although he spent a lot of effort and the transformed "Fire Spirit" had no power, he was still very happy.

Because in this process, the Blood River Diagram has already reacted, and the blood spirit channel is ready to move, like a living thing, swimming between the skin and muscles.

Every time the Sanyuan Xiexue Jue is run, a stream of blood flames will be generated in the Lingluo, which will flow into the meridians, which is very helpful for improving cultivation.

For ten consecutive days like this, Xue Leng was practicing every moment except for the time to learn the secret method of double cultivation every day.

Even if you are tired of practicing, you will sacrifice the evil bone spurs, or find some second-level spells, try to practice, and talk about it to relieve boredom.

The reason why he is so desperate is because time waits for no one.

But this kind of penance still has an end after all, the sect mission that Xue Yu mentioned earlier has been pressing on his heart, and he can't get rid of it no matter what.

With the completion of the first stage of "Rongyan", Xue Leng has no reason to continue to practice hard.

He could only leave this dark room with a cloudy and uncertain mind.

After leaving the residence, he looked up at the sky. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and walked straight towards the back mountain of Tianxing Peak.

To be on the safe side, he ran all the way for an hour, only a few miles away from Chi Qian's cave, before stopping.

After running so vigorously, Xue Leng was dripping with stinky sweat, which mixed with the dust from the road, making him even more uncomfortable.

For some reason, since the activation of the blood spirit channel, his body's metabolism seems to have become extremely fast.

Sitting still is fine, as long as you do a little exercise, you will be sweating profusely. How can you look like a cultivator?

Xue Leng's nature likes cleanliness. Although he has practiced hard in closed doors these years, he has tried his best to maintain his image.

After half a month of comprehension, he also had a good idea, and roughly judged the cause of the abnormal body.

The blood spirit network is like a parasite, relying on the aura it provides to survive and grow.

One glory and one glory.

Therefore, when the Lingluo absorbs the spiritual energy in Xue Leng's body, it will also continuously flow through his meridians and flesh.

Pulling out all kinds of filth and erysipelas accumulated in his body one by one, objectively it has the effect of cutting hair and washing marrow.

At this time, it would be fine if he didn't know the whole story, but he had no choice but to know it. This situation was really unbearable for him.

He was so bored that he found a secluded place and sat in a daze.

This is a low-lying place on Tianxing Peak, there is a small pool surrounded by evergreen vegetation, even though it is early spring, it is still lush.

Soak your face in the pool water to calm down and wash your face by the way.

But he didn't want the temperature to be so low that he almost froze his brain into ice cubes.

Raising his head angrily, Xue Leng smashed the water surface of the small pool to pieces with his palm, the force of his palm pierced through the bottom of the water, the mud and sand surged, and the clear pool water instantly became cloudy.

With a palm, most of the anger in his heart was vented, so he sat by the pool and watched the process of the water gradually clearing up.

At this time, his mind was empty, but he didn't want to think about anything.

As if responding to his mood, there were two dead fish floating to his feet, which looked quite fresh and fat, presumably no one had ever disturbed them, and this was the reason for such a "scale".

And his palm to vent his anger happened to send these fish who had just woken up from hibernation to the Palace of Hades.

Xue Leng frowned and picked them up, suddenly thinking of the time in the underground market.

At that time, grandpa would often catch a few spirit fish and roast them for him to eat. There was no condiment, and it tasted tasteless.

Thinking about it, Xue Leng suddenly laughed, and couldn't help feeling much better.

He went to the surrounding dense forest to find some dry firewood, erected a wooden frame, and used the fire control method he had just learned.

A little in the woodpile, the fire lights up with a "boom", it seems really relaxed and freehand.

He grilled the fish on the fire, and it didn't take long for it to be fully cooked. The faint fishy smell mixed with the aroma of the gravy, even if it had no taste, it was still a kind of enjoyment.

While eating, he put another fish on the shelf, one fish was eaten soon, and seeing that the one on the fire was almost roasted, he was reaching out to grab it.

Suddenly... his heart skipped a beat: "Not good!"

His body's reaction was faster than his thoughts, and he didn't think of it until he turned over and was several feet away from the fire, and then went backwards without stopping, wanting to rush into the forest.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw such a scene - the burning bonfire.

Under some mysterious power, with a "poof", it was compressed into a faint blue spark the size of a finger.

But it exploded with a "bang", and the scattered sparks turned the firewood underneath into dozens of blazing fire sticks, and the bullets flew towards Xue Leng's position, with an astonishing momentum!

According to this situation, before Xue Leng rushed to the forest, he would hit these "matchsticks" head on, who knows what will happen?
This breath is so familiar, it is clearly...

"Senior Sister!" He yelled, rolled over on the spot, came to the edge of the forest, and could escape in at any time, but stared at the sky above the pool.

The moment the cry came out, the person who had been hiding his breath finally appeared.

The overcooked fish that was originally placed on the bonfire was pushed into the air by the force when the blue fire appeared, and did not fall to the ground until this moment.

Xue Leng, on the other hand, was dumbfounded at this moment——

Above the small pool, there was a girl in a brocade robe floating, her slender body hanging in midair.

As the mountain wind blew, the sleeves of the skirt fluttered slightly, allowing Xue Leng to see a pair of Buyunxiang shoes with simple and light lines under the skirt, and there was not even a speck of dust on the plain shoes.

So clean, careful and gorgeously dressed.

This is the information Xue Leng saw from a pair of shoes.

By the time he returned to his former state, Chi Qian had already buried the dead fish on the shore.

Only then did he know why he had just been taught a lesson.

It turns out that the surroundings of this water pool are deep and secluded, which is a good place to refresh and meditate.

Chi Qian took a fancy to this place, and by the way, raised a nest of spirit fish in the pool. He often came here to rest for a while, and he also developed feelings for this place.

This time she just came back from Tianfu Palace, she wanted to go to the attic to rest for a while.

Suddenly, he felt a stinky smell from the wind, followed by a smell of scorched meat.

Dai Dai frowned involuntarily, feeling unhappy in her heart, and rushed over in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, just looking at it, he saw a man grilling fish on a fire on the bank, which was a big spoiler, so naturally he wanted to punish him.

The hem of the skirt moved slightly, and Chi Qian floated in front of him, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and reminded softly:
"You smell a little strange."

Xue Liang ignored her teasing and asked nervously, "This spirit fish?"

Chi Qian rolled her eyes around, squinted her crescent eyes, but smiled without saying a word.

No matter how embarrassed Xue Leng was with her posture, he could only laugh along with her.

Fortunately, everything is back on track, and he can finally talk to Chi Qian normally.

After all, Xue Leng is also an extraordinary person. At this time, he regained his spirit and saw that Chi Qian did not despise him.

So he took advantage of the situation and tried his best to save his image.

On the one hand, he does have a crush on Chi Qian, on the other hand, Chi Qian is the only person on the mountain who can help him other than Xue Yu, so if he doesn't curry favor with her, who should he curry favor with?
The so-called flattery, of course, is not like the secular people, all kinds of flattery are swarming up, making people annoying.

Instead, he cleverly took out a few in-depth problems encountered in his practice, and asked the great expert in front of him for advice.

As a teacher, almost no one would dislike hardworking disciples.

Although Xue Leng is not Chi Qian's disciple, but she thinks that she is good at being a teacher, and she should be no different from the people in the world.

In particular, the questions Xue Leng raised are often out of the ordinary, with a certain aura of agility, and when you think about it carefully, they are also very interesting.

Of course, it is easy to say, but it will inevitably take a certain amount of time.

Unknowingly, this secluded place has been dimmed, and the two of them chatted here for most of the day. .

It was Chi Qian who called to stop first, she wiped off the ashes on the ground, and then murmured softly:

"Let's stop here today, I'm going back to rest! Well, after talking for so long, I seem to have forgotten one thing..."

"what?"

"I didn't apologize to you!"

"How can this be!" Xue Leng jumped up quickly: "And, just now, Senior Sister, you also said..."

"I'm talking about a 'gift'!"

Chi Qian deliberately emphasized the word "li", which made Xue Leng startled: "Li?"

Chi Qian covered her mouth lightly, yawned, and smiled lazily:
"With your cultivation base, you can also practice the method of flying in the sky."

Xue Leng suddenly remembered something, scratched his head, and replied with a little embarrassment:
"Barely, it's okay, but I can't find a suitable object."

This is half-truth and half-false, it is true that he doesn't have a Yukong Spiritual Artifact that he wants, but if he can't find it, it is nonsense.

In Blood Feather's storage bag, there were at least five or six spirit weapons suitable for his level of control.

It's just that Xue Yu didn't mention it, and he didn't dare to ask for it.

It's not that Xue Yu is stingy, but that this person has always been arrogant.

Even though the master-student relationship is fairly harmonious, he doesn't always worry about trivial things like what the apprentice lacks and needs.

Xue Leng was always cautious, and didn't want to disturb the teacher-student relationship that was already on the right track because of some things.

With these two together, the matter of asking for cultivation resources was delayed like this.

When Chi Qian mentioned this matter, Xue Leng couldn't help being overjoyed. Hearing what she said, could it be that he took back the imperial weapon?
That's exactly what happened.

With a move in Chi Qian's hand, a small and delicate jade hairpin landed in her palm.

At this moment, Xue Leng saw the bloody and crystal-clear complicated lines on the jade hairpin.

This hairpin is simple in shape, the whole body is lavender, not very conspicuous, but the twists and turns of the lines on it, in the eyes of Xue Leng, a talisman expert, has its own subtleties that need to be studied carefully.

Chi Qian pinched the jade hairpin, turned her eyes away, and her expression was a little subtle:
"This object is called Ziyu."

As she spoke, she lifted the jade hairpin, and inserted it clumsily on Xue Leng's hair.

The luster of this hosta is also purple. At first glance, it looks like a piece of high-quality jade, which does not live up to its name of "purple jade".

Xue Leng felt the warmth coming from his ears, his hands and feet were stiff, and he tried his best to maintain his breathing rate.

In a moment of distraction, he silently sniffed the fragrance emanating from the other party's body, unable to move at all.

Chi Qian smiled lightly at him and said:
"Although the purple jade is not a top-grade spiritual weapon, it has an extremely fast escape speed and is embedded with a wind spirit stone. It is the most appropriate for you to use it at this time."

Xue Leng's lips were dry, so he didn't care if the hairpin was top-quality, as long as it could be used.

Seeing his appearance, Chi Qian's slightly narrowed eyes flashed a hint of complacency.

After floating away on the spirit cloud carrying the beautiful woman, Xue Leng gradually regained his composure, reached out and touched the hairpin on his head, and went down the mountain contentedly.

In the past month, apart from practicing diligently every day, Xue Leng was traveling between the mountains and the mountains, traveling between peaks and valleys.

In fact, there is some excitement when I occasionally get a spiritual weapon, but why does it take such a long time to vent?

He just took advantage of this novelty to find a secluded place to open up a cave and cultivate spirit insects.

In the Valley of Demon Sealing, the cultivator surnamed Tong who owed him a life really lived up to his trust and stepped into the foundation building realm in one fell swoop.

After hearing that Xue Leng had left the customs, he offered a blood centipede egg.

From her tone, this insect seems to have an extraordinary origin, and its ranking on the list of strange insects is much higher than that of the flying flame ant.

The only fly in the ointment is that this Xueqi centipede has not entered the top [-] list of strange insects.

Although it was a pity, Xue Leng also readily accepted the thank you gift, canceling all grievances with this person.

Since January, I have been picking and choosing, but I still can't find a satisfactory spiritual place.

As time passed, the initial interest faded a lot.

So much so that in the past few days, Xue Leng just wandered around with the intention of relieving boredom.

Even so, he has cultivated the secret technique of "Fusing Flame" to the level of Xiaocheng.

Since then, his practice of "Blood Flame" has been on the right track.

Of course, his mind is not full of fairy idiots practicing asceticism.

Guessing, in a few days, I will go to Chi Qian to get in touch again.

Even if you don't get any benefits, it is a kind of enjoyment to get in close contact with a beautiful woman.

It's a pity that Chi Qian's whereabouts were erratic, even in Tianxing Peak, and several visits were all in vain.

It is said that she went to the cliff to practice with her ancestors.

Standing in the sky, with luck against the turbulent wind, Xue Leng sat cross-legged on the "giant" jade hairpin, the connection between his spiritual consciousness and Ziyu was still as stable as before.

He's thinking about one thing -

It has been more than a month since he met True Monarch Blood Feather at that time, should he go to the Hall of Spirit Talismans again to reminisce about his old love?

At this moment, he was able to fly straight up and down, and his speed increased by more than ten times?
Even if you can't go back and forth in an instant, it takes half an hour to fly back and forth.

Isn't midway the best time to practice imperial flying?

After contemplating for a while, he turned his mind, looked for the direction of the Spirit Talisman Hall, and left through the air.

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