The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 752
About two quarters of an hour later, Yunying felt that she was powerless, her bones crunched and she thought, Xuanrong's power is like a mad dog digging through the Qi and blood meridians, removing all the impurities that can be dug out of her body, Gather all the majestic aura to impact the fingertips of the two index fingers.

If Xuanrong's dharma body is also conscious, it will definitely curse Yun Ying, the incompetent master, to death, and never give it a chance to stop from the beginning of practicing, always working to death, the power of Xuanrong is always Like a taut bowstring, there is no time to relax.

But for Yunying, the second time is like getting acquainted once, no matter what it is, it will become much easier after exceeding that extreme point.

She slightly opened her eyes and glanced at Feng Jing.

Feng Jing understood what she meant, untied the storage bag, dumped many unused blood bottles on the ground, cut off her fingertips, and continued the previous action.

Yunying used to absorb it very restrainedly before, but these two days really let it go and absorb it, feeding the dharma body to the point where it couldn't be fuller.The power of Xuanrong was so strong that it almost covered her body surface with a thin layer, and began to actively absorb the anger floating in Hongyu Mountain.

"Xuanming Dharma Physique!" Suzaku was stunned.

"Xuanrong Dharma Physique." Feng Jing corrected, and then asked, "Have you ever seen this Dharma Physique before?"

Not only has I seen it before, the secret troops sent by the Xuanming Temple in the last battle between immortals and demons that year, all members were this strange magic body!
Suzaku was caught off guard by recalling the painful memories back then, and looked at Yun Ying with a slightly more unfriendly gaze, but soon she realized that Yun Ying was really different from that secret army.

Everyone in that secret troop was full of blood, and every move was very heavy, as if they were carrying a heavy burden of tens of thousands of catties.

The most important thing is that the way for those people to absorb the dharma body is to bite off the monks' necks and suck their blood.Judging from their satiated attitudes when they sucked blood, even without the weird ability to absorb dharma body by blood, they have already become addicted to human blood.

And Yun Ying is definitely not that kind of person, she even refuses to drink the blood she absorbs, but cuts her fingertips, letting the blood seep into her body from the wound, this alone shows that she is definitely not the same as those people.

But why?
As a person in the realm of cultivation, why does Yunying have such a dharma body?

"Senior, please don't get angry. I know Aying's background clearly, and there is absolutely no problem." Feng Jing provided Yunying with blood while quietly explaining to Suzaku, "Her father is indeed a member of the Xuanming Palace. But she is a traitor of the Xuanming Palace, she left the Xuanming Palace decades ago, and she herself has nothing to do with the Xuanming Palace."

Suzaku listened quietly to his narration, and sighed for a long time: "There is such a thing in the world, and the people in the Xuanming Palace will be tempted to think about it."

As long as you are a human being, there will always be times when you are tempted.Feng Jing thought to herself.

It took Feng Jing an hour to tell Suzaku what happened between the two of them, but Suzaku didn't say anything more after that.After another hour passed, the hookah on Yunying's body suddenly changed drastically.

The power of Xuanrong was wrapped in a lot of spiritual energy and kept colliding, and the spiritual energy actually smashed into the first knuckles of the two index fingers.

As the bones creaked, countless light gray impurities began to appear on her body surface.

(End of this chapter)