There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

After eating so many medicinal herbs, even Qin Heng's physical fitness would directly explode and die, this is something that is bound to happen.

But Qin Heng is not a fool, since he dares to do this, it must have his own reasons.

He had passed enough years to know a method of refining, which was originally regarded as an evil art, using the human body as a mediator to constantly supplement the refining medicinal materials, and then finally refining that person into a great treasure pill.

This is a relatively ferocious alchemy method, which has caused an uproar in the Tian Yuan Continent, because the effect is extremely good, not only can it be used to impact low-level cultivators, but even reach the realm after turning into a god.

Therefore, there was a period of time when many monks were attracted to use this method, and later countless people who were used as 'alchemy furnaces' died tragically.

In the end, Qin Heng really couldn't tolerate this situation happening in the Tianyuan Continent, and he personally led his subordinates to rectify the atmosphere and set up rules to prohibit such a method.

"I'm not harming anyone by using such a spell on myself."

Qin Heng, who was cross-legged in the dark secret room, slowly opened his eyes, his right hand slowly wrote something in front of his chest, and a series of law decision marks silently appeared on the skin of his body.

In order to avoid the death of the 'alchemy furnace', the evil art will forcibly suppress the essence of the absorbed herbs when absorbing them, and the herbs will turn into excrement when they enter the stomach.

At this time, the medicinal materials in Qin Heng's body were also constantly transforming into the form of this essence.

Some harmful or side effects were all isolated from Qin Heng's spells, and a large amount of essence spiritual power remained in his body.

Of course, this spiritual power Qin Heng did not begin to absorb.

It's not that he can't do it, it's that he can't do it just yet. After all, his preparation was not enough, if he rashly absorbed this aura, of course, it would allow him to instantly recover to the peak of the fifth layer of Qi cultivation, but the side effects of the bloodthirsty spell would also explode at the same time.

Qin Heng was still not able to control the bloodthirsty spell aura in his body.

However, he has found a way.

"Since I can't control the terrifying bloodthirsty killing intent of the Bloodthirsty Curse, then I'll directly seal my spirit." A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Heng's mouth, he pulled his sleeve open, and a pattern that had been outlined with blood before appeared on it.

Forbidden Heart Formation.

This is a very simple formation, its level is not very high, but it is a formation that monks will draw when they attack the Jindan stage from the foundation building period, or when the Jindan stage hits the Yuan infant stage.

Because the level of each impact will more or less affect the impact because of some thoughts, this formation that imprisons all the spirits and thoughts in the heart has a great effect.

Of course, this formation also has a side effect, that is, after using this formation, you can't use your divine sense for a certain period of time.

"Bang!"

The blood talisman on his arm emitted a faint light, and the corners of Qin Heng's mouth rose.

"Absorb fifty percent." Qin Heng began to control the absorption of aura in his body, and in this breath, he absorbed fifty percent of the medicinal aura in his body.

"Hiss."

Qin Heng's skin spewed out a cloud of mist, covering the entire room, it was a ball of pure aura, and his body fell into this cloud of mist.

The surveillance camera that had been monitoring Qin Heng seemed to be hazy by the fog, and Qin Heng's appearance was not visible, and the people in the monitoring room were in a mess, and some people planned to go over to check on Qin Heng.

The main master, Qin Heng, didn't have time to pay attention to this group of people.

"Fifty percent of the medicinal aura has finally restored my Fengshenlu's spiritual power to the extreme." Qin Heng secretly thought in his heart, in fact, the effects of these medicinal herbs could be exerted better, but it was obvious that he didn't have time to absorb them slowly, so he could only directly absorb the essence like a cow gnawing grass.

"That's enough."

Qin Heng's right hand floated rapidly in the air, and a slight wind wave began to slowly stir up, and with him as the center, a small tornado actually began to revolve around his body.

This wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger, and the aura around them seems to be quickly swept into the heart of the tornado, and the surging energy quickly stimulates Qin Heng's skin.

"Impact, Aeolus."

Qin Heng slowly closed his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

He found the same feeling again, it was a feeling that belonged to the wind god, the wind caressed his skin in every detail, making his body flutter, as if he could stand on the top of this space at any time.

The power of Fengshenlu began to bloom from there.

"What's going on?"

There was already a mess outside, and when the other people felt the sweep of this wind and waves, something that frightened them happened, the wall of the cell that was originally extremely strong to the extreme was actually cut by thousands of blades, and the tornado spun up, and the wall was constantly cut like tofu.

It was terrifying, no one could resist the power of the tornado, and no one would doubt that the approach would be chopped to pieces at this time.

Just when everyone is at a loss and doesn't know what to do.

"Bang!"

The tornado suddenly disappeared, and a blood-colored light invaded the land, and everyone seemed to be able to see a huge river of blood pounding before their eyes.

"What's going on here?"

First a terrifying tornado, now a torrent of blood. Everyone felt like they were going to collapse, they couldn't understand what was going on.

The people who can be here are all military personnel who have experienced military education, and they are all atheists in the first place.

However, now they are in a bit of a bad brain.

"Hoo !!"

I don't know how much time has passed, and when they don't know what to do, finally both forces disappeared at the same time.

The entire small suburban cell was back to normal, not the slightest wind, not the slightest smell of hellish blood.

The cell became silent.

In the small secret room where Qin Heng was originally held, Qin Heng's figure stood in place, his clothes were in tatters, but there was a happy smile on his face.

"After the Wind God Record hit the fifth layer of Qi Training, it actually fought with the aura of the Bloodthirsty Spell, but the more Wind God Lu reached the later stage, the stronger it became, and this one was won, and under the impact of the two spiritual powers, I actually broke through to the cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi training."

Qin Heng smiled with satisfaction.

Finally practiced the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi.

Bang!!!

Suddenly, there was a loud vibration at the prison gate, and then the small cell where Qin Heng was trembling trembled.

Bang!!!

The wall near the window behind Qin Heng suddenly shook, and a powerful force acted on the wall, and the wall suddenly shattered.

A hole was opened in the cell.

A figure appeared on the shattered walls, a man in jet-black armor that somewhat resembled the one worn by an ancient general, his hair gray, and a long beard on his chest.

This old man, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, looked at Qin Heng with sharp eyes, and he finally opened his mouth to speak: "You are Qin Heng?" ”

"Are you from the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Qin Heng felt the rich true qi fluctuation on this old man's body, and he had already understood that this was a heaven-level master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Finding himself so quickly, Qin Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It seems that the Heavenly Sword Sect is really fighting with him endlessly.

"Huh? Young man, yes, I can actually guess the identity of the old man, but I don't hold a sword like ordinary people from the Heavenly Sword Sect, how do you know? The armored old man had some interest in Qin Heng.

"Sword qi, you have a lot of sword qi on your body." Qin Hengda laughed.

"Sword Qi? It's good, your cultivation doesn't look so weak, so you can have a good time now. The old man in armor was surprised, and then he smiled again: "I am the uncle of Tianjianzi, my name is Wujianzi, remember the name of the old man." ”

"None...... No sword? Qin Heng's brows furrowed.

Doesn't this old man use a sword?