Looking at the blood in the barrel, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zhen's mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After so long, he can finally break through

Only when he reaches the martial artist will his strength increase greatly.

Whether it is the next Heishi County Youth Dabi or the Changsun tribe in Southern Xinjiang, this must be strong enough.

Although Jiang Zhen is very strong, he can't use many martial arts before he reaches the level of martial artist.

Although he wanted to rely on himself to comprehend martial arts, how difficult it was to comprehend martial arts, how could he comprehend them if he wanted to.

Boom!

Jiang Zhen jumped directly into the wooden barrel, and the hot blood burned Jiang Zhen.

At the moment when Jiang Zhen jumped into the barrel, he was sweating profusely, and his expression was a little ugly.

The sharp pain made Jiang Zhen a little unbearable, but Jiang Zhen knew that he had to bear it, because only by bearing it could he have any hope of breaking through.

No matter how severe the pain, he had to endure it, and no matter what the pain was, he couldn't leave the barrel.

Jiang Zhen tried hard to calm himself down, and only by calming down could he cultivate the Heavenly Witch Song.

Jiang Zhen gritted his teeth, and the yuan force in his body began to swell outward, while Jiang Zhen's face remained unchanged, but the sweat on his forehead continued to ooze.

Hurt!

Heart-piercing pain!

In his past and present lives, Jiang Zhen had never felt such pain.

This pain didn't seem to come from the body, this pain seemed to come from the soul, and this pain was like a pinprick that directly made Jiang Zhen panic.

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan looked at Jiang Zhen who was in great pain, and they couldn't help but want Jiang Zhen to give up.

However, Jiang Zhen was still gritting his teeth and insisting, but slowly, a trace of purple-red yuan power appeared on Jiang Zhen's body, and the purple-red yuan force began to circulate all over Jiang Zhen's body, and the original red blood was also darkened.

The blood veins in Jiang Zhen's body were boiling, and his eyes were slightly closed, quietly feeling the changes in his body.

The bottleneck that has never been loosened, at this moment, there is a sign of cracking and breaking through.

A faint purple-red yuan force flowed in Jiang Zhen's body, starting from the lower abdomen, then reaching the meridians, and then began to refine Jiang Zhen's physique.

Jiang Zhen's vitality was originally fading, but now, Jiang Zhen's originally white hair is gradually turning black.

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they watched Jiang Zhen's changes.

In their eyes, as long as Jiang Zhen is safe and sound, that is the best ending.

They don't want how strong Jiang Zhen can become, and they don't want how high Jiang Zhen's achievements will be in the future.

What they care about is that Jiang Zhen can live, and what they care about is that Jiang Zhen can be well.

Jiang Zhen didn't know the psychological thoughts of Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan, and now Jiang Zhen is trying to change his bones.

This is the blood quenching body, which is the most important bad thing of the Wu clan.

No matter who they are, as long as they are strong people of the Wu Clan, they will have to go through the blood quenching, and in this blood quenching, the longer they persist, the higher their future achievements will be.

In the past, the Wu ancestors of the Wu Clan, it was not uncommon for them to not quench their bodies for a few days, or even half a month.

Jiang Zhen absorbed the essence blood of gods and demons and earth dragons, and that essence blood was transformed into a strange force, and then continued to expand his meridians.

Jiang Zhen was already sweating profusely, and this transformation was very painful, making Jiang Zhen unbearable.

In his previous life, he had not been affected by this change, so he could not feel the pain of this change.

Jiang Zhen's soul power is rising, and his body is constantly being transformed.

The stronger the soul, the stronger Jiang Zhen's control will be.

For the Wu clan, the soul is as important as the body.

Some monks only focus on cultivating Yuan Li and strengthening their physique, ignoring the importance of the soul, and in the end, they are easily killed by the soul attack.

However, the Wu clan is different, the Wu clan needs to have extremely strict requirements for the soul and body, and only when the body and soul meet the requirements, they can break through.

Otherwise, they simply won't be able to advance.

A samurai breaks through to a martial artist to refine the body, but a martial artist reaches the martial king, but it is the soul.

The reason why Jiang Zhen advanced very slowly, and the reason why he was able to fight beyond the ranks, was all because of his cultivation.

When others are breaking through, he is improving his body and soul, but this continuous compression, and the final absorption of power are the most quintessence.

Wow!

Suddenly, Jiang Zhen's hands were sealed, and a very mysterious, full of weird handprints appeared in Jiang Zhen's hands.

Jiang Zhen's eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at the blood in the barrel, and the speed at which the handprints formed became even faster.

At this time, the unique handprints of the Wu clan, and the mudra of the Wu clan's condensation at this time.

In the blood of this god and demon and the earth dragon, I don't know how much energy is contained, even if he absorbs a lot, it is still very majestic energy.

Although he is quenching his body, he wants to break through directly.

From a samurai to a martial artist, this seems to be a small step, but for the Wu clan, it is an insurmountable heavenly sting.

Once the martial artist is reached, the Wu clan can have a supernatural power.

That supernatural power is the strongest secret art of the Wu clan, and it is also a supernatural power that others can't learn.

They can condense blood beads and domesticate brute beasts.

Of course, this has always been a secret of the Wu Clan, and there are very few races that know that they have this kind of magical power.

Jiang Zhen continued to absorb the energy in the barrel, and the original red blood also began to turn maroon red at this moment, obviously, compared to just now, this blood had a lot more impurities.

Jiang Zhen didn't care, he was still cultivating.

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan were silent, quietly guarding Jiang Zhen's side.

Time passed slowly.

Before you know it, six days have passed.

For the past six days, Jiang Zhen has been sitting in the barrel without moving.

In the past six days, Jiang Zhen has changed very much.

Not only did he break through to comprehend the martial arts, but this also allowed him to eliminate the sequelae of the Nine Swords of the Reverse Witch, of course, Jiang Zhen was still very jealous of the Nine Swords of the Reverse Witch.

In his previous life, he had not been exposed to this martial art, but in this life, he was exposed to this martial art.

He didn't think that this Reverse Witch Nine Swords was a martial art, in Jiang Zhen's eyes, this Reverse Witch Nine Swords was a demon.

It's a move that makes people succumb.

That strong momentum, that unspeakable strength and that very powerful breaking power, this is enough for Jiang Zhen to think that the Nine Swords of the Reverse Witch are magic skills.

For some reason, Jiang Zhen has a kind of resistance to the Nine Swords of the Reverse Witch.

This resistance came from the soul, and in the depths of the soul, a voice told him not to use the Nine Swords of the Reverse Witch.

Between the eyebrows, the eyes of the Silent Divine Court suddenly opened, and Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan, who were not far away, were suddenly stunned in place.

Three eyes!

Jiang Zhen actually has three eyes!

Jiang is really a human race, how can he have three eyes?

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan were shocked, and their eyes looked at Jiang Zhen with a hint of complexity.

Maybe Jiang Zhen is not a human race.

However, he is not a Terran, so what is it?

Interracial?

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan didn't know that if Jiang Zhen was of another race, they didn't know how to face Jiang Zhen.

Of course, this is just their speculation, after all, they can't jump to conclusions before Jiang Zhen wakes up.

Call!

Suddenly, Jiang Zhen took a deep breath and looked at Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan not far away.

But immediately, Jiang Zhen's face was a little embarrassed.

Because Jiang Zhen's clothes are soaked in this wooden barrel, it is useless.

"Can you please avoid it for a moment?" Jiang Zhen's old face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed.

In this life and previous life combined, he has never been so embarrassed.

Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan glanced at each other, seemed to think of something, and turned around.

After dressing, Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan turned around and looked at Jiang Zhen.

However, they looked at Jiang Zhen's eyes with a little complicated, as if they had something to say.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything you want to tell me? Jiang Zhen was a little puzzled, looked at Han Yingting and said.

"Is your daddy really Jiang Haoyu?" Han Yingting looked at Jiang Zhen, with a hint of solemnity in her eyes.

Jiang Zhen nodded, his father was Jiang Haoyu, and there was nothing worth deceiving Han Yingting.

"What's the matter with the eyes on your forehead?" Han Yingting was silent for a moment and asked.

Jiang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and his eyes looking at Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan also had a hint of bitterness.

The Eye of the Silent Divine Court is his hole card, his last resort

He didn't want anyone to know about the existence of the Eye of the Silent Divine Court, but now, Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan knew.

Moreover, they seem to think of themselves as aliens.

Is ginger really interracial?

Maybe so.

He's a Terran, and he's a Wican.

The two identities made him very embarrassed.

If he is said to be a witch, but he is indeed acquired. If he is a human race, all the bloodlines in his body have been transformed into the bloodline of the Wu clan, and he has become the most noble emperor bloodline of the Wu clan.

"It's a secret method, a secret method in the inheritance I have gotten." Jiang Zhen raised his head and looked at Han Yingting and said.

As an old monster who has lived for countless years, what he says can make people feel a flaw.

Jiang Zhen's cultivation method is very strong, which can make up for some vitality, and it is normal for an extra eye to appear on his forehead.

Han Yingting nodded, and didn't ask.

Whether Jiang Zhen is of different races or not, they know that he is Jiang Zhen and their friend.

"Jiang Zhen, you didn't have it, right?" Meng Zhiyan couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Zhen shook his head, now Jiang Zhen is already a second-level martial artist, compared to the beginning, he is not a little stronger.

"Did you break through?" Dream Zhiyan continued to ask.

For some reason, she couldn't see Jiang Zhen's strength clearly, and whenever she wanted to probe Jiang Zhen's true strength, it seemed to be another layer of mist, preventing Meng Zhiyan's exploration.

Rumble!

Jiang Zhen didn't answer, he directly punched the ancient tree beside him.

Click!

There was a cracking sound from the ancient tree, but the expression of Dream Zhiyan was a little shocked.

This ancient tree, which was surrounded by ten people, was broken by Jiang Zhen's punch so casually, you can imagine how powerful Jiang Zhen's strength is.

Even if it is a dream to stop smoking, the strength of the body alone cannot be comparable to Jiang Zhen at all.

Jiang Zhen's strength is stronger, strong enough to be able to directly approach some Martial King monks.

Jiang Zhen, a second-level martial artist, is enough to stand out in the realm of martial artists.