Chapter Forty-Eight: Dancheng
But he soon found that the breath that devoured these dead qi immediately weakened a lot, and at this point, he had no other choice but to watch with a heartache as the aura in his body became weaker and weaker
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"Master, I'm dying, the light of death has swallowed too much, my life aura is almost exhausted, and I am about to fall asleep. The sword soul's voice was intermittent, and it seemed that the next moment it would be completely asleep.
And now most of Xin Jiuli's body has returned to normal, only his hair has not recovered from white.
He thought for a while and said, "Sword Soul, you don't need to absorb it anymore, I'm fine, you quickly digest this dead qi." ”
This sword soul is still of great use to him, if nothing else, the fact that the sword soul's life aura can restore his injuries is enough for him to covet.
"Yes, master, there is not much dead qi left, you should be able to refine it, I will resist that dead qi first. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the breath in his body instantly retreated to the vicinity of the dantian, and the blood-red long sword condensed again, the difference was that this long sword had a blood-red light at the moment, and there was a faint black light.
Xin Jiuli guessed that these black lights were probably the so-called dead air.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt another surge of qi and blood in his body, and he hurriedly looked inward in shock, and found that the black light began to riot at this moment, as if he felt the danger of the sword soul, and was making a final effort to try to break through the confinement.
But as soon as the black light broke away, it was immediately pulled back by a red light, and then although there was still a black light that also tried to break out, they were all pulled back with the same ending.
After looking inward for half an hour, the black light gradually faded away, but these black lights were obviously not really subdued, Xin Jiuli could feel that these black lights were converging towards his companions around him at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
When these black lights converge again, they will inevitably launch the most powerful impact, but at this speed, they don't know when they will gather.
Thinking of this, Xin Jiuli ignored it and withdrew his consciousness from his body.
After taking a deep breath, Xin Jiuli once again refined the remaining dead qi in his body according to the method of immortal condensation qi refinement, this time his speed was very slow, and he was even more careful.
A day later, all the remaining dead qi in his body was refined by him, and his white hair recovered at this moment.
"This immortal condensation essence is really mysterious. ”
Xin Jiuli secretly admired this set of exercises, after the refining of this set of exercises, the dead qi in his body really no longer rioted, but stayed near the dantian as meekly as vitality.
A day and a half had passed, and Xin Jiuli didn't have time to rest for a while, so he immediately absorbed the dead qi around the Dead Sea again and began to refine it.
With the first experience, this time Xin Jiuli's absorption and refining speed was significantly faster by more than half, and after half a day's effort, there was already a mass of dead qi the size of an apple in his body.
These dead qi were all blackened, exactly the same as the black points of light that the sword soul was emitting now, and at this moment, he was sure that what he had absorbed was indeed dead qi.
After having such a large mass of dead qi in his body, Xin Jiuli felt that he had reached a saturated state, and if he forcibly absorbed it, it would be extremely difficult to refine, so he did not refine it any more, but planned to start condensing the death pill.
According to the scriptures, it is not difficult to condense the Death Pill, as long as you follow the method of the scriptures, the dead qi in the body is mobilized to form a simple pattern, and finally achieve compatible circulation, similar to the container of the Dantian Qi Sea.
This seems simple, but Xin Jiuli understands the danger.
The destructive power of these dead qi is amazing, if there is a mistake in the process of mobilization, then the lines will be broken, and the dead qi in the body will inevitably be chaotic, and the previous terrifying scene will appear again, and in the sleeping state of the sword soul, the dead qi is chaotic, which undoubtedly represents death.
Therefore, Xin Jiuli's expression became very solemn at the moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the Death Pill and decided to take a risk!!
Time passed unconsciously, and more than two days had passed in a blink of an eye, and Su Ziyu beyond the Dead Sea was spinning around in place at the moment, anxious.
"It's been two days since the eldest brother went in for so long. ”
He had entered the Dead Sea once, and he still remembered the danger in it, and those dead airs, as if they were alive, were very difficult to control, and if he hadn't been determined and stubbornly supported, he really couldn't imagine what terrible things would have happened.
Not only that, but many disciples had entered Huangquanzhi before him, and none of these people who had survived would be more than one-twentieth.
The Dead Sea is not only a name, but also represents the breath of death.
Although he admired Xin Jiuli's strength, he was not confident that Xin Jiuli could really persevere.
"If I don't come out in another hour, I'll have to go in. ”
Su Ziyu muttered to himself, his face looked even more anxious, Xin Jiuli was a person he valued very much, and he didn't know why he believed in Xin Jiuli so much.
He knows that some people are born to think that someone is extraordinary, and only he can feel the extraordinary aura that is revealed.
He thought he was a little ridiculous.
But he would rather believe that he had seen the wrong person than that Xin Jiuli would die like this.
Time passed little by little, Su Ziyu couldn't wait any longer, he pushed open the stone door.
"Boom...", a strong wind blew out of it frantically, and Su Ziyu was directly blown away more than ten meters away and hit a stone pillar before stopping.
With great difficulty, he lifted up his aching body and looked towards the Dead Sea, and his face suddenly became extremely exciting.
I saw a naked body with the upper half of the body in the blood pool, and there were strange blood dragon tattoos on the surface of the body, which emitted a dazzling light at this moment.
There is no doubt that this is naturally Xin Jiuli.
Su Ziyu had seen Xin Jiuli's body by chance, and naturally knew that his upper body was without a blood dragon, so he immediately thought of a possibility at this moment, and exclaimed:
"It really condensed the Death Pill, and it is still the highest quality Eight Futu Dan in the scriptures!"