Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Be careful... be safe..."

"Be careful... this finger bone... might..."

Gu Shanshan's voice stopped abruptly. Anle could tell that she seemed to want to warn him of something at the end, but she didn't have time to say it out loud.

"What will happen to this finger bone?"

"Master, if you have something to say, please tell me as soon as possible!"

Anle's mouth twitched and he felt speechless. The feeling of only saying half of something was like being in the middle of reading a novel and suddenly encountering a break in the chapter.

But now that things have come to this, Anle could only sigh and turned to look at Ye Ling'er: "Senior Sister, are you okay?"

At this time, the wound on Ye Linger's wrist had disappeared, but her face was slightly pale, and her breath was a little weak.

What she consumed before was not ordinary blood, but precious essence blood.

Once you lose too much, it may even cause irreversible damage to your strength.

Ye Ling'er didn't care much. She waved her slender hand and said lightly, "Of course I'm fine."

"It's just a few drops of blood, what does that matter?"

But soon, her expression changed. She covered her belly, frowned, and said in pain with a serious expression, "No! I have something wrong..."

Just as Anle began to feel worried, he heard Ye Ling'er speaking seriously with a burning gaze.

"Junior brother, I'm hungry!"

"You have to eat to get better."

Anle: "..."

Why didn't he realize before that his senior sister was actually such a dramatic actress?

However, Anle can still satisfy Ye Ling'er's small request.

"Sister, let's go."

Anle waved his hand gently and took Ye Ling'er to Yanghe City again.

******

Not long after the two left the wilderness, a figure slowly emerged in the air.

The man was dressed in a black suit with a token with intricate patterns on his waist. Three golden patterns were embroidered on the cuffs of his clothes.

He was a captain of the Zhenling Division.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and they fell on the place where Ye Ling'er had previously used her finger bones to contact Gu Shanshan, but he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"This spiritual power... is from a Divine Transformation cultivator?"

"How can it be!?"

The head of the Zhenling Division looked extremely serious, thinking to himself: "No... this is more like a trace of communication with the outside world."

"Is it the traitors in the Divine Dynasty? Or those evil sects?"

In the Zhenling Division, all the hidden sects in the Datai Divine Dynasty were called "evil sects" and "devil cults", not because the techniques they practiced were evil, but simply because that group of cultivators violated the laws of Datai.

This captain had heard that a long time ago, the Great Tai Divine Dynasty did not prohibit mortals from practicing Taoism.

Warriors and immortal cultivators coexisted, learning from each other, competing with each other, and some even practiced both martial arts and immortality. The collision of the two systems produced brilliant sparks, and thus many famous strong men were born, which can be called the "golden age" of cultivation.

But as time went on and spiritual disasters occurred one after another, the attitude of the Emperor of the Da Tai Divine Dynasty towards cultivators gradually changed.

Coupled with a "major case" that was not recorded in historical materials, the Divine Emperor finally issued an order to depose the Immortal and Honor the Martial Arts.

Since then, the laws of the Great Tai Divine Dynasty have gradually added the content of "restricting the use of spiritual power" and "establishing a spiritual suppression department for supervision."

Of course, these things are just ancient history to the captain of the Zhenling Division.

What he cares more about is what is happening right now.

The man stared at the traces of spiritual power in front of him, pacing back and forth, lost in thought.

Qianhu originally wanted to report the matter to the Acting Spirit Envoy, but then he changed his mind and thought that if he could get to the bottom of the matter and even catch the traitor in the Divine Dynasty, it would definitely be a great achievement, and perhaps... it would help him get promoted to a higher position?

Thinking of this, a hint of greed flashed in Qianhu's eyes.

******

This night.

In the Qinghongyu Palace.

Anle was sitting in the bedroom meditating, while his senior sister had already fallen asleep in the next room.

"call……"

Taking advantage of this rare rest time, Anle took a deep breath, calmed the blood and spiritual power in his body, and sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

Originally, he planned to take his two disciples back to Taixu Palace after finding his senior sister, and naturally he would not have to worry about the various trivial matters of the Datai Divine Dynasty.

But now, according to what Master said, they will most likely have to stay in the Great Tai Dynasty for a while.

Although Anle was a little disappointed about this, he quickly adjusted his mindset and decided what to do next.

First of all, An Le has not forgotten his agreement with Situ Yuan, a hundred households of the Zhenling Division.

After all, whether it is Lu Bin or Wuxu's identity, they have already exposed the fourth realm. If they don't go to Zhenlingsi, they will probably cause great trouble.

Anle has another deep thought in his heart.

Through deduction, he could obtain valuable information from the Spirit Suppression Division, and if he passed it on to his master, it might be of some help.

Secondly, An Le decided to take advantage of this "leisure" time to work hard to improve his cultivation, and it is best to successfully coagulate his blood and qi.

By then, his strength will definitely have a significant breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Anle sighed quietly: "However, the difficulty of Qi and Blood Condensation Pill... is even greater than I thought."

These days, he has actually been trying to use Qi and Blood to condense the pill every day, but the progress is extremely slow.

It is not known whether it is because the difficulty of "The God of Wilderness Pill Condensation Method" is too great, or because Anle himself is already a cultivator with two golden pills. Whenever the qi and blood condense in the dantian in the lower abdomen, a huge resistance will arise out of nowhere, causing the slightly formed blood pill to disintegrate directly.

"Could it be... that the Golden Pill and the Blood Pill are incompatible?"

Anle frowned and thought. He wanted to consult Gu Shanshan about some problems in cultivation, but unfortunately the "cross-domain communication" time was too short and the signal was cut off before he could ask.

"Or am I taking the wrong path?"

He hadn't encountered a "bottleneck" for a long time. This experience was very rare and somewhat novel.

After pondering for a while, Anle thought again: "So, should I give up?"

To be honest, Anle does not lack direction for practice, he just lacks time.

Today, whether it is the cultivation of spiritual power or the improvement of qi and blood strength, it takes a lot of time to make progress.

Even though Anle has a deduction panel and one day is equivalent to several days for ordinary people, it still feels like the time is not enough.

Not only do you need to collect intelligence and strengthen your body during the deduction, but you also need to collect demon energy occasionally.

It's really busy!

If it weren't for the fascinating feeling of becoming stronger during practice, which made Anle develop such a diligent habit, he really wouldn't be able to adapt to such a life that is even more tiring than working 996.

If Anle gave up the Qi and Blood Condensation Pill, he would undoubtedly have more time to focus on other aspects, which would obviously be a lot easier.

After a brief hesitation, Anle shook his head.

He didn't have some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, like the players who collected the illustrated encyclopedia who had to unlock the blood pills and collect several golden pills.

I just feel that it’s not time to give up yet, that’s all.

The final pill-condensing process has ended in failure in recent days, but this does not mean that Anle's efforts are in vain.

While practicing the "Wild God Pill Condensation Method", his energy and blood were constantly increasing little by little, and seemed to become more condensed.

At the same time, that wild and ancient breath also spread throughout Anle's body.

It was difficult for Anle to describe what this feeling was, but he did not feel uncomfortable because of it. Instead, his control over his body was strengthened.

If he continues to practice, he will definitely gain something.

As long as there is still room for improvement, why should I stop?

On the other hand, cultivating spiritual power in the Great Tai Divine Dynasty is actually a very dangerous thing.

Especially for a big soul-devourer like Anle, if he is not careful, strange phenomena may occur - in the deduction, he has been besieged by the Soul Suppression Division several times because of his cultivation of spiritual power.

After making the decision in his heart, Anle once again stimulated the blood and energy in his body and started practicing the mysterious "Wild God Pill Condensation Method".

Qi and blood immediately began to flow along a mysterious trajectory, and the wild aura quickly dissipated.

As Anle came into contact with this breath, some enlightenment arose in his heart.

"In the ancient barbaric times, the first humans had not yet mastered spiritual power, had no magic tools, Taoist techniques, and even less martial arts."

"All they can rely on is their weak bodies. Although those ancient fighting methods are crude, they also contain unimaginable bravery."

As Anle thought this, he seemed to hear the wild howls again in his ears.

But now it sounds like a meaningless shout, but more like a song with a strange rhythm.

Wildly dancing figures appeared before his eyes.

Perhaps it was a sudden inspiration, or perhaps it was just a bold attempt, Anle let out a low growl.

Even though the roar was far from the song, one could still vaguely hear a similar meaning.

After this low roar, Anle seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and his voice became more and more "barbaric".

In the constant adjustment, the two sounds become more and more similar...

At the same time, the blood in Anle's body suddenly boiled like hot water, like a violently spinning whirlpool.

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boom--

With the rotation of the invisible vortex, the qi and blood in An Le's body were drawn up, and the sound of blood rushing came from the blood vessels.

The sound of the rushing water was more violent and heavier than any previous one.

If the previous sound was just the roar of a river hundreds of meters wide, then now it was like the entire ocean was rolling and roaring!

This also means that Anle's qi and blood have been stimulated to an unprecedented level.

Surging heat overflowed from his body surface, sending out bursts of heat. The moment the sweat flowed out, it turned into high-temperature steam and spread out, and because of the seepage of a little blood, it was dyed color.

In the blink of an eye, the bedroom was filled with boiling hot blood-red steam.

Fortunately, the entire cave is carved from Qinghong jade, a special material, otherwise it would probably be directly ignited under such high temperature.

"Roar--"

The sound coming out of Anle's mouth no longer sounded like a growl, but had completely turned into a wild and ancient ballad.

His hands danced gently, and his aura grew stronger little by little.

But unlike the uncontrolled frenzy before, Anle's eyes were clear and his mind was sober.

He was no longer passively accepting the influence of the wild power, but actively came into contact with it and carefully experienced the secret power within it.

Because of this, Xiao Xiaohong, who originally wanted to wake Anle up, did not stop him.

She opened her big eyes and stared at Anle's body in surprise.

Ordinary evil spirits would not be able to get close to this extremely strong and masculine wave of energy and blood, and would be hurt just by looking at it.

But obviously, Xiao Xiaohong was not some evil spirit, and perhaps because of the special connection between her and Anle, she not only did not feel that this qi and blood was terrible or dangerous, but instead felt an indescribable sense of intimacy.

Following her instinctive impulse, Xiao Xiaohong gently opened her delicate lips and took a small breath.

It's really just a tiny bite, almost unnoticeable.

Xiao Xiaohong usually only absorbs spiritual power from Anle. This is the first time she has such a desire for qi and blood.

Just after she inhaled this small sip of hot blood, Xiao Xiaohong's pretty face immediately turned red, as if she was drunk. Her beautiful eyes were blurred and she was immersed in this wonderful taste.

At the same time, some dusty images gradually emerged in her mind.

It was like yellowed old photos, one after another, appearing in front of Xiao Xiaohong's eyes.