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

This Soul-Suppressing Tower is itself a holy place for martial artists to practice.

Anle walked to a small room at the corner of the eighth floor, where there was an ordinary-looking old man.

The old man was lying on an old recliner, his eyes half closed, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

As Anle came over, the old man said in a sullen voice, "Token."

Anle respectfully handed over the token at his waist.

"I want to withdraw the quota for these three months."

"Oh?"

The old man raised his eyelids, but quickly regained his composure and spoke hoarsely.

"If you die in here, you won't even be able to leave your body behind."

Anle nodded: "I know."

"Well, good luck to you."

The old man operated on Anle's token for a moment and then threw it back.

"Room A2, please make yourself at home."

Anle took the token back and walked towards the corner of the small room.

Passing through several winding passages, he soon arrived at the deepest row of rooms.

The walls, floors and doors here are all carved from special stones and look extremely heavy.

The overall color is black and gray, but there are some scarlet lines in it, like the shape of blood vessels, and it emits a strange fishy smell that cannot be dissipated.

It was as if the fishy smell had seeped into these stones over a long period of time.

"laugh--"

Just as Anle walked to the door of Room A2, the door of Room A1 next to it happened to open.

Steaming blood-colored steam leaked out from it, with an astonishing temperature, filling the entire corridor.

At the same time, a burly figure walked out of the door.

His breath was as fast as an arrow, and a faint blood-white gas shot out from his mouth, leaving a small mark on the wall.

At this time, the man seemed to notice Anle's presence.

"Oh? Newcomer?"

Chapter 226 This boy is so extraordinary!

"It's been a while since I've seen a newcomer come to the blood chamber."

The man looked Anle up and down and showed a look of understanding.

"You are Lu Bin who joined the company yesterday, right?"

"He became a centurion right after joining the company. He is very popular and has a promising future!"

Anle said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Greetings, Master Peizun."

Yes, the man in front of him was none other than Pei Zun, who had gone to Wuxu Temple to look for the old immortal Wuxu. He was also the last of the three thousand households who ambushed Anle in the deduction.

Anle even suspected that it was Pei Zun who first discovered the traces of his connection with Gu Shanshan, and then called two thousand households to take action together.

But now, the situation has become subtly different from what was predicted.

Although Pei Zun still informed Li Guanshan and Gong Ye about this matter, he didn't know that the jade-faced scholar in front of him was the suspect he wanted to arrest.

"Oh? Do you recognize me?"

Pei Zun raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of some rumors he had heard in Baoqi County: "By the way, you seem to be from Baoqi County as well..."

He wanted to chat a little more and ask about the recent situation of the old immortal Wuxu.

But at this time, the token on An Le's waist trembled slightly, and the voice of the uncle at the door came out: "Boy, hurry up and get into the room, don't waste your blood energy."

Anle had no choice but to look at Pei Zun apologetically.

"It's okay, you go in first."

Pei Zun waved his hand and reminded him, "When absorbing the source blood and energy, remember to do it within your ability and don't try to show off."

"Every year, people explode and die in the Origin Blood Chamber."

Anle nodded: "Thank you, sir, I know what's going on."

After all, it was just their first meeting, so Pei Zun gave some advice and said no more, and quickly turned around and left.

Anle placed the token in the groove on the second stone door.

"Lü Bin, the captain of the Zhenling Division."

“It’s passable.”

A voice similar to a prompt sound came from the token, and Anle was amazed.

This token gave him the feeling that it was more like a high-tech product in a mysterious disguise rather than a magical weapon.

It can be seen that the Great Tai Divine Dynasty’s attainments in magical instruments are actually not low, but due to special reasons, it cannot expand on a large scale.

laugh--

Then, accompanied by a sound like high-pressure gas leaking, the heavy stone door opened by itself and blood-colored steam leaked out.

In just a moment of contact with these gases, An Le's blood and qi immediately surged, and the rotation speed of the blood pill increased several times, so that his skin color showed an abnormal flush.

"This is the source of blood and energy...it really is a good thing."

Anle sighed in his heart and walked inside.

The so-called source of blood and qi is a welfare resource for the warriors of Zhenlingsi. It can help warriors practice and stimulate the circulation of qi and blood.

The reason why this Soul-Suppressing Tower is a holy place for martial artists to practice is closely related to the source of blood and energy.

However, what made Anle a little strange was that, not to mention a centurion like Situ Yuan, even Li Guanshan seemed to have no idea where this source of blood and energy came from.

After Anle stepped into the stone gate, he saw the scene inside the source blood chamber and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The structure of this source blood room is somewhat similar to that of a traditional training room.

The main body is empty, without too many decorations or arrangements, with only a relatively clean carpet for meditation.

But on the walls and ceiling of the room, there is a strange existence that looks like a pipe.

Rather than being a pipe, it is more like the blood vessels of some living creature. They are purple-red in color, each one is as thick as an adult's waist, and has a tendon-like structure.

They are crowded together on the ceiling above and grow together with the walls, inseparable.

The most bizarre thing is that the blood vessels are still repeating the process of contraction and expansion, emitting high temperatures, as if they are really alive!

Even Anle, who was always known for his evil nature, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene.

"Is this really not some demon's lair?"

"What exactly is the so-called source blood?"

Anle couldn't help but become more curious about the source of the blood and energy.

"laugh--"

At this moment, the blood vessels on the top of his head contracted violently again, and a thick scarlet gas spurted out and spread throughout the room.

The fishy and sweet smell penetrates into the nose.

The moment it came into contact with it, the qi and blood in Anle's body seemed to be ignited, and a powerful hot current burst out instantly, igniting real flames all over his body.

The heart was beating like thunder, and the blood in the blood vessels was surging.

The blood pill was spinning rapidly, and even the ancient barbarian patterns appeared on their own, containing the Qi and blood and running along the trajectory.

Anle temporarily suppressed his curiosity, calmed down, and used this strange source of blood to temper his body.

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at the same time.

Pei Zun walked to the corner of the eighth floor and saw the old man holding the pipe. He did not dare to be rude and greeted him respectfully.

"Iron Master."

The old man called "Iron Old Man" didn't even raise his head, but just made a nasal "hmm" in response.

"It seems that your Qi and blood have improved again. If you can persevere for another ten years, you might be recruited into the army and become a great general."

Pei Zun smiled bitterly and said, "Although the army is good, it is too dangerous. I am not interested in it."

"Humph, you don't want to do that? You are just afraid of death."

Tie Lao snorted contemptuously: "The warriors nowadays are really not as brave as before."

Pei Zun did not dare to get angry when being criticized like this. Instead, he replied, "Of course I can't compare to Tie Lao's bravery back then."

While the two were chatting, another person came up the stairs.

He had a cold and snake-like temperament and a pale face. It was Li Yunshen.

During this period, Li Yunshen had a lot of bad luck. First, he was beaten half to death by the Jade-faced Scholar in Baoqi County, and then he went to hunt down the instigator of the Barren Mountain Incident, but not only did he return empty-handed, he was also beaten up in public by the Ghost-faced Man, and lost half his life again.

After going through these things, his prestige in the Zhenling Division plummeted and his strength also declined.

That’s it, it’s not over yet!

Yesterday, Li Yunshen learned that a guy named Lu Bin had successfully joined the Zhenling Division and had transformed himself into a centurion with the same status as him!

One can imagine how depressed Li Yunshen felt.

It is more painful to see your enemy gain power than to see yourself lose power.

The beginning of all the ups and downs was his meeting with the handsome scholar Lu Bin.

Li Yunshen thought to himself: "This person must be the one who can defeat me!"

Li Yunshen has already made preparations. He will avoid Lu Bin in the Zhenling Division from now on and avoid meeting him if possible.

If he can't afford to offend him, can't he afford to hide?

With the idea of ​​changing his mood, Li Yunshen came to the Source Blood Room, hoping to use practice to forget all the troubles in reality.

Seeing Pei Zun not far away, Li Yunshen hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Greetings, Master Pei."

Pei Zun nodded coldly, not even willing to look at him.

As a captain of the Zhenling Division, he would not be enthusiastic towards everyone he met. For a captain like Li Yunshen who had limited potential, it would be enough for him to just be perfunctory.

Li Yunshen could naturally see the contempt in his attitude, and he could not help but clench his fists, muttering to himself in grief and anger.

"Thirty years to the east of the river and thirty to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Wait!"

Li Yunshen looked at Tie Lao and said in a deep voice, "Tie Lao, I want to advance one month's share."

Hearing this, Pei Zun turned his head unexpectedly: "One month?"

"With your physical condition, can you bear it?"

All warriors who have practiced with source blood and qi know that this thing is undoubtedly of great benefit to them, but its nature is extremely overbearing. If one is not careful, it will stimulate blood vessels to rupture. In severe cases, the warrior may even explode and die due to the blood and qi.

An ordinary centurion at the fourth level would only call upon half a month's worth of source blood and energy each time.

If Li Yunshen had not felt that he had a deeper understanding of the technique this time and wanted to give it a try, he would not have directly advanced so much.

Li Yunshen smiled confidently: "I am sure."

Seeing this, Pei Zun stopped persuading him.

Every year, warriors die because of their overconfidence, and this one is no exception.

After receiving the sign, Li Yunshen walked towards the depths of the passage.

At this time, Pei Zun suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "How many days did the jade-faced scholar Lu Bin take the quota for?"

Tie Lao chuckled sinisterly: "Three whole months."

Pei Zun's expression changed slightly: "He doesn't want to live anymore!?"