fifth form

Chapter 2221 Drinking poison to quench thirst
"Damn Cynomorium!"

In the spring water at the source of the river, Zhenyuan Shenjun's body turned purple and red, and his face was full of pain.

As a top-level cultivator, Zhenyuan Shenjun has not felt pain for a long time.

He felt that he would rather be chopped by Xuannv's sword ten times than endure the pain of his body exploding.

After repeatedly pushing forward his practice and switching his practice techniques in a hurry, Zhen Yuan Shen Jun only felt that there was an extra energy and blood force in his body that he did not need.

This is the power of qi and blood that is different from the magic power of the Yin Fu Jing and Yang Fu Jing. Mixing it into the body of Zhen Yuan Shen Jun will not bring about an increase in strength. Instead, it will affect Zhen Yuan Shen Jun's normal spellcasting.

“There are only a few who have mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, and only the Great Ape King Yuan Hong and Yang Jian have achieved some success. How can I master the basics of this art? Even if I have the opportunity to master it, I may not be as powerful as I am after I have integrated the Yin Fu Jing and Yang Fu Jing!”

All the cultivation techniques known to Zhenyuan Shenjun are the top secret books of the Heavenly Court, and only these secret books that were once extremely powerful can catch his eye.

If he could go back in time, Zhen Yuan Shen Jun felt that when he chose the secret book in his early years, he must have chosen a slightly lower level of Qi and blood cultivation method to avoid too much impact on the survival of the body.

It is easy to practice, but it is difficult for him to eliminate this ability.

Zhenyuan God raised his hands, only to feel a slight numbness in his hands and feet, which had lost their former flexibility.

"When you have mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, you can move your body freely. However, when you first start practicing, your body will turn into wood, making your hands and feet inconvenient!"

Thinking that his strength had actually decreased as a result, Zhen Yuan Shen Jun lost his composure and cursed.

"I don't know when this situation can be adjusted properly." Zhenyuan Divine Lord stretched out his hand and said, "I still have the possibility of adjustment, but Saint Son, I'm afraid it's impossible for me to adjust!"

Several pieces of Cynomorium songaricum were cut off, and Zhenyuan Shenjun ended up in an embarrassing situation, while it was unknown what would happen to Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhen Yuan Shen Jun took a deep breath and felt that only 80% of the Suoyang power in his body remained.

Although his current state is full, he only mobilized 20% of his mana.

Only when the power of Cynomorium is completely consumed, will his body be able to generate magic power that is completely his own.

This also means that it will take a certain amount of time to polish.

But the good thing is that the Cynomorium songaricum in Zhenyuan Shenjun's body has been completely digested and absorbed, and there is no additional magic power and blood that is difficult to release out of the body.

Zhenyuan God glanced at Cynomorium songaricum and took a few more steps in a hurry.

He leaped towards the direction where Zhang Xuezhou had disappeared before, and then waved his sleeves repeatedly. The magic power of the True Self Realm cultivator surged, and his flying speed was several times faster than Zhang Xuezhou's slow flight.

"If the Holy Son is killed in the explosion, he will definitely leave a large pool of blood and flesh on the ground, and a pungent smell of blood in the air!"

As Zhenyuan Shenjun flew at high speed, he kept looking down and sniffing from time to time, trying his best to find any trace of Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhen Yuan Shen Jun had collected corpses more than once or twice, but he had never collected broken and exploded flesh and bone fragments.

He felt sad and thought that Zhang Xuezhou's tragic death was quite tragic.

"It is normal for a monk to die, but if I didn't want to eat rabbit meat, the Saint would not have accompanied me to fly so far to hunt. If we hadn't flown to the source of the river where the Subi people worshipped, we wouldn't have found Cynomorium songaricum. If we hadn't found Cynomorium songaricum, we would definitely not have eaten it. If we hadn't eaten it, we wouldn't have ended up like this. In the final analysis, it's me who harmed the Saint!"

Zhenyuan Shenjun felt gloomy and felt that after collecting the body, he must find a Feng Shui treasured place to bury Zhang Xuezhou.

In addition, he felt it necessary to notify the Kunlun Holy Land.

Of course, there is a high probability that you will get beaten.

"I will inform the Emperor once I have adjusted my body. Even if I get beaten, I can still escape back to Soul Breaking Ridge. I... Holy Son?"

The God of Zhen Yuan flew swiftly, and kept his eyes on the bloody area below. He sniffed the blood from time to time, and moved around quickly and efficiently.

But after running for hundreds of miles, he saw a man with golden feathers blooming on his arms sitting cross-legged in the Soul-Breaking Ridge, and a faint white glow appeared all over his body, as if flesh and blood that was swollen to purple and blue appeared from time to time in various parts of his body.

After carefully examining the face, Zhen Yuan Shen Jun had completely identified the person.

"Still alive!"

As Zhen Yuan Shen Jun withdrew his magic power, his body floated down to the middle of the mountain.

"God, do you have any elixirs that can increase Qi and blood? It would be best if the elixirs can also nourish the body!"

As soon as Zhenyuan God landed, he saw Zhang Xuezhou, a man with a strange face, with his eyes moving back and forth, and then he opened his mouth to ask for something from him.

"I don't have any pills," Zhenyuan Shenjun rummaged through his empty sleeves and said, "You need to weaken the mana, blood, and demonic power in your body right now, why are you adding fuel to the fire?" "I'm practicing to support my body, let my body hold on a little longer," Zhang Xuezhou said, "I've taken three blood essences in a row, and I've been holding on for three hours now!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed at the slightly strange body.

He had previously snatched three blood essences from a small tribe when he was traveling through the Xiong Country. This blood and energy substance had been kept in his bag and had not been used until this time when he was forced to take it.

At this time, his physical skills had reached the level of three thousand seven hundred and fifty orifices, almost reaching the third small realm, and his body was as thick as a foot-thick wooden board.

The rapidly improving physical skills made his body constantly stronger and also allowed him to withstand the expanding force within his body.

Zhang Weimeng had previously discussed the body's capacity to accommodate various genetic forces when discussing sequences. Only when the body's capacity to accommodate various genes continues to increase can the body withstand various genetic forces.

Zhang Xuezhou's solution to the problem is also to enhance the body's capacity, and the 18000 Apertures Physical Body Technique is undoubtedly the culmination of physical body capacity, which will even extend to the power of the acupoints.

Brother Tathagata is not afraid of being cut by swords or eroded by magic. He is powerful both inside and out.

Zhang Xuezhou never thought that after practicing, he would have a physical body like that of Brother Tathagata. It would be difficult for him to reach this level even if he used external force.

Just like the restrictions on cultivation level in the realm of supernatural powers, he would inevitably touch the limit of his physical skills in the sixth or seventh realm.

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The power brought by the physical technique is not important. What is important is that he can use the physical technique to solve the problem of physical stimulation caused by taking Cynomorium songaricum, so as to survive.

"I hope the Lord can find me some blood and qi medicine," Zhang Xuezhou said, "As long as I continue to practice my physical body, my body will definitely be able to hold on, and I will be able to free up my hands to solve the problem of replenishing my magic power and demon power later!"

"I really don't have any Qi and Blood Elixir. I've never practiced Qi and Blood Techniques before," Zhen Yuan Shen Jun said with a headache, "and the elixirs at Kunlun Holy Land are distributed in quotas. It's impossible for me to save any. I don't have any extra elixirs on me over the years!"

"I can't run around right now. Can you help me kill some monsters?" Zhang Xuezhou gritted his teeth and said, "I have a gourd here. As long as I inject the monster's blood essence into it and use my magic power to activate it, it will turn into blood essence. This can also help me."

"There is no habitat for monsters around here. It will be difficult to hunt any monsters in the short term!"

Zhenyuan God pointed to the surroundings of Broken Soul Ridge.

There are secret factors in Broken Soul Ridge, but it is too desolate. Only a few rabbit monsters have lived here. It is undoubtedly difficult to find monsters in such a place. They even wanted to find some large wild animals before but couldn't find them.

This is the ecosystem problem mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou. There is no possibility that there are any big monsters living around.

Zhenyuan Shenjun can help hunt monsters on a long journey, but Zhang Xuezhou may not be able to wait until he returns.

"That's too bad!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.

It is indeed a bad thing to have a friend who is too poor. Not only is Zhenyuan Shenjun poor, but the Broken Soul Ridge where he plans to settle down is also a barren area.

He was delighted that Zhenyuan God had come, but Zhang Xuezhou found that he was too happy too early.

"If you really want to improve your Qi and blood, now only that great medicine can satisfy you!"

Zhang Xuezhou's death gave Zhenyuan Shenjun a headache, but Zhang Xuezhou's life undoubtedly also gave Zhenyuan Shenjun a headache.

He couldn't think of a way to rescue Zhang Xuezhou, so he could only watch Zhang Xuezhou starve to death.

When Zhen Yuan Shen Jun was worried, he suddenly moved and remembered the only medicine that could increase Qi and blood, so he quickly spoke up to remind him.

"Cynomorium songaricum?"

Zhang Xuezhou asked, and saw Zhenyuan God nodded.

This inevitably made Zhang Xuezhou feel a little uneasy.

Cynomorium songaricum made him feel like dying, but if he wanted to increase his Qi and blood, promote his physical skills and enhance his body's capacity, the only thing he could use at the moment was Cynomorium songaricum.

"You must ensure that your cultivation is smooth, and you must also ensure that the strength of your cultivation exceeds the power of Cynomorium Yang growing in your body. Otherwise, it will be like drinking poison to quench thirst, and it will make your death even more miserable!"

Zhenyuan God frowned.

Normally, his request is extremely difficult to achieve. Only physical techniques such as the Eight-Nine Profound Art can withstand the expansion force of Suoyang. However, there are only a few people who can cultivate the Eight-Nine Profound Art, not to mention those who can master it quickly.

But when his eyes swept over Zhang Xuezhou's body, Zhenyuan Shenjun somehow felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Although it is not known whether Zhang Xuezhou can hold on in the future, at least Zhang Xuezhou has held on at the moment. Even if it is drinking poison to quench thirst, Zhang Xuezhou is qualified to drink it.