Chapter Forty-Eight: Burning Soul and Accepting Blood
After storing half of the snacks in the truck, Bai Hua was going to give the little girl a king-size snack red envelope. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The mobile phone showed that the other party accepted the red envelope sent by Bai Hua, which may have scared Zhu Xuan all of a sudden, and he had never seen so many delicious snacks.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that Zhu Xuan sent a message.
"You say, have you taken a fancy to this girl, grandma said that bad men like to deceive people with rhetoric the most."
A mouthful of old blood almost spit out, Bai Hua felt that this little girl was thinking too much, I don't know what you look like at all, and besides, this boss has no interest in the undeveloped little girl at all.
"Miss Xiaoxuan, it's really a misunderstanding, this may be the last time I'll give you snacks, so I only bought so much at one time, can you save some food?"
Zhu Xuan was holding a Snickers and had just torn open the bag, with a puzzled expression.
"Why? I'll give you the money, I'll give you whatever you want. ā
"Alas, it's not that I don't want to send it to you, it's just that my longevity is coming, and being banished from this interface where the spiritual veins are exhausted, my realm can't be improved at all, and I already feel that I will die soon."
Bai Hua expressed her helplessness, a little girl like Zhu Xuan can't see her friend having an accident the most, especially a good friend who can give her so much delicious food, Bai Hua doesn't believe that she can bear to let herself die?
After a while, Bai Hua saw that Zhu Xuan had sent him a red envelope.
I quickly accepted it, and it turned out to be a piece of old animal skin, with some introduced humanoid drawings on it, as if it was related to meridians and acupuncture points.
, sure enough, look at the things on this animal skin, you know that it is a physical cultivation exercise.
"Brother Bai Hua, don't worry, I'll teach you the Wu Clan's body refining exercises, so that you don't have to worry about Shouyuan, even if you don't have too many heavenly and earthly treasures, at least there is no problem in prolonging your life, I'll send you some medicinal materials for physical cultivation in the afternoon, don't worry, Xiaoxuan won't watch you die."
Sure enough, she was a good girl, and in less than two days, she sent the secret art of the witch clan to herself, and Bai Hua felt a slight sense of guilt, she did deceive this little girl, but she would compensate her well.
The exercises on the black animal skin were gradually understood by Bai Hua under Zhu Xuan's explanation, fortunately they were all patterns, not words in the barbaric period, so Bai Hua was still able to speculate based on the humanoid movements on the animal skin.
According to Zhu Xuan, the body cultivation methods of the twelve ancestors are different, Zhu Rong's vein is mainly about fire method, and the method of refining the body is called "burning spirit and accepting blood". It sounds very feeling, especially after Bai Hua knew that Zhu Xuan was the main gate of the Fire Palace where Zhu Rong's relics were, and his heart was even more excited.
This Zhu Xuan is a true family sect, and the exercises he cultivates will definitely not be bad, even if he is not the bloodline of the Wu clan, his cultivation will be greatly reduced, but he is much stronger than the miscellaneous exercises in the forum, after all, the Wu clan is the ancestor of physical cultivation.
Zhu Xuan's explanation is that the practice of burning the soul and absorbing blood is to use fire to burn the essence of the heavenly and earthly treasures around the cultivator, and then collect it into his own qi and blood, which is used to strengthen his own body, just like the current medicinal bath, but as the source of heat, it is the cultivator himself, who uses the flame he stimulates to urge the essence of the medicine.
However, the first thing the birch needs to do is to go there and find the fire.
There is a method of how to devour fire in the practice of burning the soul and accepting blood, but the Wu clan of the Zhurong vein has a fire from the bloodline inheritance in his body since he was born, and he doesn't need to devour other fires to run this exercise.
White birch is different, if it is an ordinary fire in the nether world, he will definitely not be able to look at it, and he can get the real fire of Samadhi, but it is also a low-level flame, the starting point determines the future, and Bai Hua does not want to lose at the starting line.
I remember that Huoyun Zhenren has some smoke and fireworks, but it must not be exchanged with Bai Hua.
Even if he gave it to himself, Bai Hua was sure that he didn't have the ability to tame such a high-level fire, which was a fire that could melt ice.
The technique of devouring the fire has been thoroughly studied by Bai Hua, that is, the dantian qi sea that was originally used to contain the true spirit is now used to contain the fire. The flame can flow in the body along the meridians around the body, such as Bai Hua, a half-hanger who is at most half a foundation building period, is estimated to be able to withstand the flames of cooking in the pot at most, and even the Samadhi True Fire that I can't look down on can definitely burn the white birch as soon as it enters the dantian.
This feeling, as if he is a very stupid young master, has a girlfriend at the level of a school flower, is in a good mood, so face-saving, and then suddenly finds that his girlfriend just takes a fancy to the family's money, and has already colluded with the housekeeper, his son is someone else's, and he has been green for seven or eight years.
What the hell do I want this exercise, Zhu Xuan has a inheritance flame from Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong in his own blood, and he won't hurt himself at all.
When he was at a loss, Bai Hua suddenly heard a string of wind chimes like a beautiful laughter.
"Who is it?" There were only Xu Mo and himself in the office, but this voice was not Xu Mo's at all.
The voice from Bai Hua's head sounded again: "It's really a noble person who forgets things and forgets me as a tenant?" ā
With a wave of his hand, Rosemary pulled Bai Hua into his sea of knowledge, covering his lips and looking at Bai Hua with a smile.
The whole sea of knowledge has changed greatly, and Bai Hua looked at the sun, moon and stars like splashing ink, and was stunned by this strange beauty.
Usually the night sky outside is black, and the stars and moon are shining, but in my own sea of consciousness, the glowing moon and stars are black, and the whole night sky is white.
Not only that, this world has been completely perfected by white rosemary, and the sea of knowledge of white birch has become a small world belonging to rosemary.
The inky waves crashed against the gray reef, and with the whining of the sea breeze, the pale black clouds were blown away and turned into wisps of black smoke.
Rosemary is wearing a simple palace dress, with a smile on the corner of her eyebrows, just like a palace maid in the Han Dynasty, with a classical charm.
"I'm in trouble, I've been following you here for a long time, and I can help you."
The words with temptation made Bai Hua vigilant, this Rosemary himself said what kind of ancient demon he was, and quietly occupied his own sea of knowledge, how could he be kind enough to help himself now?
The more beautiful a woman is, the more femme fatale she is, and it is at this level of calamity, Bai Hua smiled awkwardly.
"No, I don't have any problems, if you feel guilty, just pay the rent."
Rosemary pursed his lips and smiled, his arm as white as rice paper was raised, and suddenly a flame ignited in the palm of his hand, and the purple-black flame was as gorgeous as a blooming lotus, quietly blooming in Rosemary's hand.