Chapter 749 The will of terror, the nerves of iron

What is too early, so look down on the head of Ben.

Wu Xiang was unhappy, according to his consciousness, there was no need to cooperate with any dilution potion at all, just use the blood of the fierce beast to gather into a large bucket, Wu Xiang went in the whole person to soak, and then cultivated the Easy Blood Washing Pulp Sutra, practiced the blood of the fierce beast into the body, washed the physique, and when the physique was enhanced to the limit, it would naturally enter the process of easy blood exchange.

Now, not to mention putting in a large bucket of water to dilute the potion first, the blood of a small heaven-level fierce beast is actually only ready to be put into the amount of ten grams, isn't it a joke?

"Ten grams is too little, in fact, even if fifty catties of fierce beast blood are poured into it, it is still too little. Wu Xiang was very dissatisfied.

"Master, your heart is higher than the sky, which means that you are ambitious, but whether you can do it or not, we must try it first, otherwise it will be like playing chess, and you will be checkmated all of a sudden, where will you come from?" Lu Zhaoming said bitterly, in fact, he wanted to teach Bai Cangming a hard lesson, but unfortunately the other party was no longer an ordinary disciple of the Cangming faction, but the head of the Cangming faction.

"Well, let's show you the strong will of the head of Ben. ”

Wu Xiang also knew that if he didn't let Lu Zhaoming see the truth first, he wouldn't believe how strong his will was.

Wu Xiang stripped naked, naked, and entered the big steaming barrel.

Ten grams of the blood of the little heavenly beast had been completely diluted into the large steaming bucket, and countless blood threads could be faintly seen looming in the hot water, wriggling like living creatures.

When Wu Xiang entered the big steaming barrel naked, these bloodlines were like flies with a fishy smell, and they quickly gathered towards Wu Xiang and drilled into Wu Xiang's body.

If you are an ordinary person, you must be frightened by this situation.

Just like before Bai Cangming, when he first cultivated the Easy Blood Purifying Pulp Sutra, he was also scared half to death by those blood threads that wriggled like living creatures.

Then, the blood of the fierce beast began to erode the body, the disgusting feeling as if insects were drilling around in the body, and the various chaotic feelings caused by the blood of the fierce beast running in the body, accompanied by more and more pain, more and more indescribable sense of fear attacked, Bai Cangming didn't dare to stay for a second, and he wanted to escape from the steaming barrel as if he was out of control.

But now, Bai Cangming is not only Bai Cangming, but not the previous Bai Cangming, his master personality is Wu Xiang, and his will is also Wu Xiang, not the previous Bai Cangming.

When these bloodshots frantically drilled into Wu Xiang's body, Wu Xiang not only did not have any fear, but even felt the erosion of the blood of the fierce beast, which was too insignificant.

According to the cultivation method of the Easy Blood Washing Pulp Sutra, it began to run, carrying qi and blood, and refining the body, and almost in the blink of an eye, ten grams of fierce beast blood was completely refined.

Wu Xiang also clearly felt that his physique had strengthened a little, but it was only a little bit, ten grams of fierce beast blood was too little, and it was not enough to cause much change.

The so-called quantitative change can cause qualitative change, and the almost negligible ten grams of fierce beast blood, where can it cause much change?

Lu Zhaoming was protecting the Dharma on the side, and he was ready to take the head out of the big steaming bucket at any time.

In the eyes of the Elder Chuangong, even if it is ten grams of fierce beast blood, it is not something that Bai Cangming can afford, after all, if the blood is scarce, it is also a fierce beast of the small heaven level, and the bloodline is very powerful, Bai Cangming is just a martial disciple cultivation of the Triple Heaven of Cultivation Body, and it is absolutely difficult to withstand the erosion of such a high-level fierce beast bloodline.

Therefore, Lu Zhaoming was ready to take action as long as Bai Cangming showed a hint of pain, and he would immediately take action and lift Bai Cangming out of the big steaming bucket.

But he never expected that Bai Cangming's expression was like a stone carving and iron casting, there was no change at all, and let those blood threads like living creatures burrow into his body, Lu Zhaoming didn't even feel that Bai Cangming's pulse and heartbeat were even a little faster, they were still so stable and did not change in the slightest.

What shocked him even more was that Bai Cangming then operated the Easy Blood Washing Pulp Sutra, and easily refined the ten grams of fierce beast blood.

The whole process is as bland as a glass of boiling water, without the slightest irritation or waves.

"It's so unpleasant, just about to feel a little, the blood of the fierce beast is gone, this kind of cultivation is simply a big discount, Elder Lu, you can see it with your own eyes now, it's not that my heart is higher than the sky, but the bloodline of the fierce beast at the heavenly level, it's nothing at all, I don't even have the ability to provoke the martial arts will of the head of this sect, where do I need to worry about anything? All the blood of the fierce beast is poured in. Wu Xiang said arrogantly.

Lu Zhaoming couldn't believe it, but the facts were the facts, and he had nothing to say.

However, it didn't go as Wu Xiang wished, and really poured all the blood of the fierce beast into it, but decided to pour a pound in it first to see the situation.

As a result, Lu Zhaoming and the disciples who were waiting on the fire next to him were shocked again, and a pound of fierce beast blood was easily refined by Wu Xiang in a short period of time.

However, this time it was not that nothing happened, after Wu Xiang refined the blood of those fierce beasts, his entire body made a strange sound like striking iron, and he was originally just a martial apprentice cultivating in the Triple Heaven of Practicing the Body, and he was advanced to a martial disciple of the Quadret Heaven of Practicing the Body.

From the body, some black filth was also discharged, and the hot water, which was originally quite clear, was polluted to a little muddy.

Wu Xiang jumped out of the large steaming barrel dissatisfied, and casually wrapped his robe around his body.

If he listened to him from the beginning and poured all the blood of the fierce beast into it, Wu Xiang would be able to finish his cultivation at one time, and he would not have to see the hot water dirty, so he would get up and pour it out and replace it with a new one.

"The blood of the heaven-level fierce beast really didn't exceed my imagination, and the effect was really good. It's just that it's only fifty catties, the amount is too small, and it's only a small heaven, if there is a big heaven or a strong heaven beast blood, the effect will be better. Wu Xiang sighed, wanting to be dissatisfied.

Lu Zhaoming and the other disciples on the side heard that a black line appeared on their foreheads.

They were indeed stunned by Bai Cangming's relaxed cultivation posture.

That is the bloodline of a fierce beast at the level of a small heaven, Bai Cangming actually didn't frown his brows during the cultivation process, it was as if he didn't feel anything, and he refined and absorbed the blood of the fierce beast.

How strong is his martial will?

In other words, how thick and how big his nerves were so that he could complete the cultivation process that was impossible for a Gang Realm Grandmaster to complete without feeling anything?

Lu Zhaoming did not stop Wu Xiang again, after the disciples replaced with a bucket of clean water, boiled the water to a suitable temperature, and added the dilution potion, at Wu Xiang's request, all the remaining blood of the fierce beast was poured into the big steaming bucket.

Lu Zhaoming watched silently, and there was no intervention in the whole process.

Nearly forty-nine catties of fierce beast blood allowed Wu Xiang to get through the addiction of cultivating the Bloody Essence Sutra.

Of course, in the eyes of the disciples next to him, that kind of torture is simply not something that people can bear.

They saw with their own eyes that more than forty catties of fierce beast blood eroded Bai Cangming's body, just like a fierce beast scurrying in Bai Cangming's body, and even the blood wrapped Bai Cangming into a cocoon.

Bai Cangming still didn't make any unbearable sounds and moans, he was always like an iron cast, without any painful expression, just silently carrying qi and blood, refining more than forty catties of fierce beast blood one by one!

The blood of more than forty catties of fierce beasts did not allow Wu Xiang to break through the Four Heavens of Physical Training, but the effect of refining his physique was undoubtedly amazing.

Anyone can clearly see the changes in Bai Cangming's body.

Pieces of strong muscles are raised, and under each muscle, there is like a naughty little mouse, scurrying.