Knowing the other party's filial piety, they couldn't refuse, and the two took the blood.

The blood that didn't look big landed in the palm of his hand, but it made their bodies sink and almost fall.

Reaching the ancient saint level, not only blood, but also a single hair, is heavier than Mount Tai, if it is not for the progress of cultivation and reaching the peak of the immortal realm, it may not be able to pick it up.

"Hurry up and refine!"

Zhang Hang smiled slightly.

"Hmm!"

Without saying much, the two sat down cross-legged, their spirits moved, and the blood slowly flew towards the dantian.

I don't know how long it took, but I opened my eyes.

"Success?"

Zhang was puzzled.

"The blood of the ancient saint, how can it be refined so quickly, we just put it in the dantian, so that it can be washed with true qi every day, and over time, the true qi will also be contaminated with the aura, which has a great effect on cultivation!"

Xing Sword Saint laughed.

If this level of holy blood was so easy to refine, it wouldn't make countless people covet it.

It is impossible to accomplish it without years, decades of hard work.

Therefore, they put the blood into the dantian, and the true qi kept washing, using water to grind the kung fu...... After a long time, it will naturally merge with itself and exert a special effect.

"Hmm!" Zhang Xuan suddenly said: "I'll try it too!"

After speaking, sit on the ground, finger a little, a drop of blood, into the body.

Hula!

The blood entered the body, and his body fused together in the blink of an eye, not only did not resist at all, but gave people a sense of joy and returning to the mother's body.

"This ......"

I was stunned for a moment, my heart was shocked, and I was full of confusion: "This is refining?"

When they entered the body, they immediately fused with his blood, and they were no longer separated from each other......

Isn't it hard?

How can it be so easy?

"Refining?"

Seeing that his son had finished absorbing the blood, he quickly raised his head, and Xing Sword Saint looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes!" Zhang Xuan said, as he explained the situation of the blood entering his body.

"I understand!" Xingjian Saint said: "Twenty years ago, the ancestor was seriously injured and needed blood to prolong his life, at that time, only your blood essence was pure enough, so ...... Part of what flows in him is your blood!"

"My?"

The ancestors had their own blood in their bodies...... How do you feel so weird?

"Although this blood only helps to restore life, after the transformation of the ancestors' physique, it has completely changed and is extremely powerful......!

Xing Sword Saint laughed.

"I see......"

Zhang Hang nodded, no longer entangled, carefully felt the blood of the ancient saint, and after completely fusing with his own blood, there was indeed a sense of vitality in his body.

It seems that if you break your arm, you can grow a new one again, and you don't have to worry about injury.

However, this force is not always there, but is limited in number.

Among the pills, there is a kind of intermittent pill, which can also make people renew their limbs, but whether it is effective or powerful, it is much worse than this.

This body can be restored if it is broken, and even the head can be regenerated, and the one that can recover the limbs at most, and really cut off the head, it will also be lifeless.

"You can give Ruoxi a drop ......"

Put the remaining two drops into the ring, and Zhang Hang smiled slightly.

This kind of good thing naturally can't be enjoyed exclusively.

"The blood of the ancient saints of the alien race, go back and find a chance to try again......"

His true qi can disguise the alien spirit clansmen, maybe these few drops of ancient saint blood are also useful, but ...... Now that so many famous teachers are here, it is not the time to experiment, so we can only talk about it later.

"By the way, you said before, with Zhao Ya's news, where is Zhao Ya?"

He stood up and looked at his parents again.

Just now, the other party just wanted to talk about Zhao Ya's matter, so he came to challenge below, and he didn't have time to talk about it in detail, at this moment, all the people of the alien spirit clan were dealt with, so he just asked.

"There are four attics here, we are warm in spring, the alien people are restless in summer, and in autumn Shuang there is a group of holy beasts, and the last winter cold is a group of guys of unknown origin, before you came, I felt a trace of cold breath, and I couldn't help but take a look, you, the student, seem to be among them!"

Dream Sword Saint Dao.

She was more careful in her work, especially about her son, and she had always been attentive, and although the breath was weak, she was caught and noticed.

"She's ...... Winter Cold Building?"

Standing up, Zhang Hang took a few steps to the window and looked over.

Four pavilions, echoing each other, spring to autumn, summer to winter.

His position was just hidden by other pavilions, and he couldn't see the specific situation in the Donghan Building.

"I also glanced at it casually, it feels a bit similar, whether it is or not, I don't know!"

"Just look at it!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Hang snorted.

Regardless of whether Zhao Ya was captured by the alien spirit clansmen, or the hundred families of the princes, since it is possible to be in that attic, it is necessary to see what happens.

"I'll ...... with you"

Seeing that he was going over, Xingjian Saint Dao.

"I'm all alone!"

Zhang shook his head and refused.

Although the strength of the parents is extremely strong, the other party quietly arrested Zhao Ya, whether they are friends or foes, and it is not clear whether they can go over by themselves, at least it is safer.

"Be careful!"

Knowing that his son's strength was far superior to him, and the means were countless, Xing Sword Saint had no choice but to smile bitterly and explain.

"Hmm!"

Without further ado, Zhang Hang flew straight towards the direction of the Winter Han Pavilion.

"Stop!"

Before he could come to him, a faint voice sounded, and then a strong coercion fell from the sky.

"The Ancient Sage?"

The pupils constricted.

This power, which I had felt just now, was the breath that the ancient saints could exude.

Although the opponent will not make a move easily, he is showing his strength as a warning...... The people in the Winter Cold Pavilion are also protected by powerhouses of this level.

That's right, if not, it would have been killed a long time ago, how could it be possible to occupy a pavilion and be safe and sound.

"Senior, there is a junior below, maybe in this attic, want to explore, there is no malice!"

Zhang hung his fist.

Although the ancient saint of the Zhang family is definitely not far away, he does not dare to be presumptuous.

"Zhang Hang, at the age of twenty, became the patriarch of the three major families, the hall master of the Holy Son Palace, and even relied on his own strength to destroy the 110,000 army of the alien spirit clan, and his feats were world-...... I know you!"

The voice of the ancient saint continued to sound.

"The seniors praised it falsely!"

Unexpectedly, this unknown ancient saint actually knew all his deeds, Zhang was stunned for a moment, and bowed down and clenched his fists.

"Merit is merit and cannot be concealed...... At other times, if you want to see me, you will definitely meet me, but ...... I can't enter the pavilion now, I hope you forgive me!"

The voice of the ancient saint continued to sound.

"Why?" Zhang Hang frowned, his heart moved, and he couldn't help asking: "Senior, but a famous teacher?"