"Where is this?"

A confused voice echoed through the dark space. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Then a pair of blinking eyes slowly opened, followed by a small hand reaching out, wiping his eyes vigorously.

"Huh? Where the hell is this? What about the master? What about the master? Suddenly, his voice became agitated, and he kept turning his head to look around, but he saw nothing but darkness.

"Master! Master! ”

The anxious voice echoed in this dark space, and the voice in the anxious shouting suddenly stopped, and the sudden strangeness in his body made him have to stop his calling.

The abnormality is becoming more and more obvious, in the dark space, he has no other way, in order to be able to see the master again, in order not to let the master worry, he decided to solve the abnormality in the body first, sit directly cross-legged, and work up with twenty pranayama.

Compared to the empty and cold silence in this dark space, Moyunling, which was completely shrouded in blood mist at this moment, was filled with a strange and eerie and dangerous meaning.

"I've been staring at this son for a long time, don't come and rob me of this blood-drinking monster." In the blood mist, the middle-aged man was dressed in a silver-gray robe, and a delicate seven-story small tower was inlaid at the cuffs of the robe, and he stared at a figure not far in front of him with a flickering cold gaze.

"Oh? Do you think I can believe what a man who lives by sucking souls? This person was dressed in a white robe, and the bright and dazzling blood droplets engraved on the chest of the white robe were dazzling.

If anyone in the know is here, they will be surprised, the two people facing each other turned out to be them, whether it is the refining tower inlaid with a seven-story small pagoda, or the blood sect engraved with blood droplets, it is not something that ordinary forces can provoke.

"Hmph, if you believe it, if you don't believe it, then we will compare, will I still be afraid of you, who lives by blood?" The middle-aged man is obviously not afraid of the other party.

"It's better than it, I really thought I was afraid of you, a guy who lives by sucking souls." The white-robed old man's face turned cold, and he said in his heart: "As long as you bring this kid back, it will be a great achievement, and you will have to get this kid at a cost." ”

"Come out of here, or I'll ruin your bullshit formation!"

"Who is it? Who the hell is it? How dare you rob my baby? ”

When the middle-aged man and the white-robed old man were preparing for a big battle, two abrupt voices sounded in the blood mist one after another, and then the blood mist churned again.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man and the old man both changed their faces, they were not afraid of these two, but if this blood mist formation was really broken, it would bring them trouble that they did not want to see, there was no way that both of them came from the evil sect that all martial artists spurned, and anyone who saw it would attack them together.

"Drink blood, I'll take this son first, if you meet a good baby next time, I'll give it to you, oh, by the way, in fact, it's good that there are two people here, can you take it back to ask for credit?" When the last voice reached the ears of the white-robed old man, the middle-aged man had already gone away with Qing Yuan, who had fallen into a coma.

Hearing this, the old man in the white robe was unwilling, but there was no other way, he had encountered such a thing not once or twice, and he was soon relieved, and suddenly his figure was fluttering, and he moved in two places in the blood mist, and his breath was suddenly retracted, and a figure in one hand followed one direction of the blood mist.

After the middle-aged man and the white-robed old man left one after another, the blood mist began to fade rapidly after churning again, and soon dissipated, and Moyunling also returned to its original appearance.

in a dark space.

The figure sitting cross-legged at the moment, trembling slightly, sweat beads on his forehead, and clenching his teeth, obviously some kind of critical moment.

Qi sinks into the dantian, the meridians are activated, the flesh is refined, the bones are broken and the marrow is quenched, and the inexplicable voice resounded in the heart of the figure, and the figure that was originally trembling slightly suddenly became a violent tremor.

Roar!

A low roar came from the mouth of the figure sitting cross-legged, the head that was originally low suddenly raised up, and the messy hair hanging down his shoulders was thrown behind him, and a slightly hideous face with pain was revealed.

At this moment, Qing Yuan was very depressed, first found that he had come to an inexplicable space, and he was the only one here, the master and the brothers and sisters were all there, and when he was worried, he followed the abnormality in the body, and when Qingyuan was looking for a solution, he found that the abnormality in the body was not a bad thing but a good thing.

Because he was about to break through, it had not been long since he broke through the eleventh layer of qi refining, and he was naturally happy in his heart, because of this perverted exercise, it was too difficult to break through to the actual level, and he originally thought that as long as he survived the last level of quenching, he would be able to break through to the twelfth layer of qi refining, and then he would be one step away from the innate.

But soon Qing Yuan found out that he was wrong, and it was very wrong, because this damn perverted exercise didn't follow his idea at all, and twenty came to him from beginning to end, starting from the first layer of Qi refining to refining meat, and all the way to the twelfth layer of Qi refining and quenching the marrow, all the same did not fall to him.

This made Qing Yuan's heart really unhappy, because he had experienced all these previous pains, why did others only need to experience it once to break through to the innate level, why did he break through the twelfth layer of Qi refining and even relive the pain of the past, and it was not happiness, it didn't matter if he revisited it, but this was pain and not ordinary pain, so he was unhappy in his heart.

In fact, what Qing Yuan didn't know was that this had a lot to do with the perverted exercises in his eyes, if Qing Yuan had practiced this method from the beginning, then he would only have to experience pain once, but he wasn't, he was a monk halfway through the cultivation of this method, it turned out that this method was not yet complete, and it was no different from ordinary exercises.

Now Chen Zifeng's breakthrough is the twelfth layer of the last layer of the Qi refining chapter of "Mixed Yuan", this layer is the first layer of perfection, and the breakthrough of this layer represents that Qingyuan has reached perfection at the acquired level, in order to condense the perfect innate body, so this basic exercise from ancient times has a general exercise that has no effect, that is, when the whole person breaks through to the twelfth layer, the essence and spirit will reach the level of perfection.

And Qingyuan is a halfway monk, so naturally he can't avoid being reinvented, and Qingyuan, who learned all this a long time later, laughed helplessly for a long time, but now he is really scolding.

Call!

A mouthful of turbid breath exhaled, and the pain from the bone marrow finally began to weaken, which made Qingyuan, who was in pain and scolding, see the dawn of success, and the voice of abuse began to become smaller and less as the pain weakened, and finally stopped scolding.

As Qing Yuan's insults and painful voices disappeared, the dark space returned to its original cold silence, there was still no light, there was still no life, and there was still only Qing Yuan alone.

I don't know how long it took, Qing Yuan, who was cross-legged in the dark space, slowly opened his eyes, he wanted to see something, but it was still dark, and suddenly a faint light came from the depths of the darkness, Qing Yuan was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't think much about going straight to the light.

Qingyuan's speed is getting faster and faster, the bright light is getting closer and closer, the originally faint light, suddenly the light is full of light, because the light is too intense, Qingyuan instinctively closed his eyes, tried to open them several times, and then opened his eyes.

"I finally brought this kid back, and I don't know what's going on with this kid, he stinks to death." The middle-aged man who was talking to himself suddenly found that Qingyuan, who was originally in a coma, had woken up.

"Look, the kid quickly went into the water and washed himself clean, I don't want to go back with a piece of." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't forget to point to a waterhole not far away.

Qing Yuan shook his head vigorously, his eyes closed and opened and closed, and finally found that everything in front of him was real, and his body was indeed very stinky, especially under the scorching sun at noon, it was no wonder that the middle-aged man complained.

"Isn't that right? This is not an ordinary stain, but rather an impurity that is removed from the body when washing the semen. Qing Yuan, who was washing his body in the pool, suddenly understood something.

"Did I really break through to the twelfth layer? Isn't that one a dream? Or did I break through while dreaming? The many questions in his heart made Qing Yuan unable to clean his body safely, and he couldn't wait, so Qing Yuan stayed in the waterhole like this and worked to investigate.

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