"System. ”

Cheng Yuan hurriedly thought about it, and in front of him, the virtual panel of the system unfolded.

"Name: Cheng Yuan

Realm: Inner strength is complete (not into the stream)

Technique: "Thirteen Styles of Sharp Knife" (Fifth Layer)

"True Source Foundation Building Method" (not introduced)

Root Cause: Suffering

Pain Force: None (513/1000)"

(The corpse poison enters the body, and after an hour and three quarters of an hour, it turns into a ghost corpse)"

Cheng Yuan concentrated his thoughts on the column of "True Source Foundation Building Method", and ten droplet-shaped phantoms appeared behind him.

"It takes ten drops of pain!"

Cheng Yuanyi was cross-hearted, no longer hesitated, took out the silver needle cloth bag from his clothes, and stabbed seven silver needles in a row into the acupoints on his body that could stimulate pain.

"Ah~" In the muffled snort of pain, the system's prompt sound came.

"Gain 4 pain points. ”

"Gain 5 pain points. ”

"Not enough!"

Ten drops of pain power means that in less than two hours, Cheng Yuan will have to make up nearly 10,000 pain points, and at this rate, it will take at least seven or eight hours!

Cheng Yuan once again pierced five silver needles into the acupuncture points on his body, and waves of pain like Ling Chi poured in, even causing his body to twitch and spasm unconsciously.

"Gain 8 pain points. ”

"Gain 9 pain points. ”

"Gain ...... Pain Points"

This was not enough, Cheng Yuan stretched out his hands, and the nails of his ten fingers were like sharp claws, directly behind his back and chest, grabbing out staggered blood marks, and blood beads overflowed and dripped down.

"And salt!"

He grabbed two handfuls of white salt from a bowl on the ground and smeared them directly on the wound on his chest and back.

"Ahh

Hundreds of Chengjiazhuang people waiting outside could hear it clearly.

"Brother......" Cheng Yu's voice was hoarse and choked, and his heart was full of guilt and pain.

Just now, Cheng Yuan split the monster and grabbed her arm, but was bitten by the monster, she couldn't forget it.

"Ah Yuan.....

"Believe Master Huo, Ah Yuan must be fine!"

The clansmen were extremely nervous and anxious around the firewood house, and many people couldn't help but be worried and anxious, but they had nothing to do but hope.

"I hope Ah Yuan can be safe. "Cousin Cheng Yonglei and cousin Li Yuan and other elders watched Cheng Yuan, the juniors in the Zhuangzi, grow up, and they are also waiting worriedly at the moment.

"Patriarch. Third Uncle Cheng Yongyuan couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart and looked at the old patriarch Cheng Mingyuanyuan standing next to him.

"Now, the only thing to do is to look at Ah Yuan's own creation. Cheng Mingyuan was silent for a moment and said slowly.

Poisoned by ghosts, they can't intervene in anything except Huo Dao's method.

Huo Dao was standing at the moment, quietly looking at the firewood room in front of him.

Although he taught Cheng Yuan the "True Source Foundation Building Method", he knew very well that the chance of Cheng Yuan being able to break through to heaven and dissolve the ghost corpse poison was too slim.

Every year, the young and middle-aged martial artists who participate in the assessment of the Heavenly Imperial Division, in a full half a month, have to go through the extremely special trials and tempering set by the Heavenly Imperial Division, before they can hope to break through and become celestials.

Even so, the internal martial artists who participate in the assessment every year can become a celestial person.

And now, Cheng Yuan has the ghost corpse poison in his body, not only has to face the infestation of corpse poison and the poisonous transformation of his body's qi and blood, but also has to break through to the heavenly man in just two hours?

It's almost impossible.

The reason why Huo Dao also taught the "True Source Foundation Building Method" to Cheng Yuan was just to give Cheng Yuan and the people of the Cheng family Zhuang the last glimmer of hope, and it was also to make himself feel at ease.

And at the moment, in the firewood room.

Cheng Yuan's body was covered with bloodstains, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he was even pierced with silver needles.

Waves of pain like Ling Chi hit Cheng Yuan's spirit like a tide, almost making his whole person reach the limit.

"Gain 15 pain points. ”

"Gain 14 pain points. ”

"Gain ...... Pain Points"

The system's prompts kept ringing, but Cheng Yuan's eyes were still as tough as a wolf.

"Not enough!"

"It's too slow!"

At the current rate, it would take at least three hours or more to gather ten drops of painful power.

And Cheng Yuan, there is only an hour and a half left.

"I can only try to break through the True Source Foundation Building Method!"

Cheng Yuan still tried to condense his spirit and tried to run the "True Source Foundation Building Method" by himself.

"Heavenly Machine!"

"Lei Yu!"

"Divine Gate!

"Yuantong....... Gu closed, heart spring!"

In the midst of extreme pain, Cheng Yuan's spirit reached the limit, but he insisted on operating the internal strength in his body in the order of the True Source Foundation Building Method.

It is also miraculous, when the internal energy in the body circulates in the meridians and acupoints in this strange order, Cheng Yuan's qi and blood are faintly boiling, and his spirit seems to have condensed a little.

"It's ......"

Even in the midst of intense pain, Cheng Yuan seemed to feel that the body that had originally reached the limit of mortals, under the transformation of qi, blood and internal strength, there was a faint feeling of ascending to a higher level.

However, this feeling is too slight, or the boundaries of this metamorphosis are too strict to be at all appropriate at the moment.

"Don't give up, don't rush. Cheng Yuan tried his best to calm down, and tried his best to endure the pain, accumulating the power of pain while running the True Source Foundation Building Method.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

"Six drops of pain is missing!"

On the ground in the firewood room, Cheng Yuan trembled with prostration, his face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat, and his lips were not bloody.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted, his bloodshot eyes staring straight ahead.

"At this rate, there is no way to accumulate ten drops of pain power before turning into a ghost corpse!" Cheng Yuan's eyes were crazy and unwilling.

This damn world!

He has worked hard to cultivate for more than ten years, just to protect himself and his relatives in this terrible world, he is cautious and does not dare to relax in the slightest.

But just a random mutation made him face a life-and-death crisis.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" Cheng Yuan worked hard to run the internal strength in his body. However, after a long period of operation and loss, the internal strength of qi and blood has long been weakened. The effect of the True Source Foundation Building Method is not even as good as it was at the beginning.

That distant boundary of metamorphosis is simply untouchable.

Suddenly, my head was dizzy, and my vision was a little blurred.

Cheng Yuan knew that this was a ghost corpse poison that was invading his body.

"No, don't give up, there's hope. ”

In desperate persistence, time passed minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Cheng Yuan even fell into a semi-comatose state under the invasion of ghost corpse poison.

He couldn't notice that in the virtual panel of his system, the time of the ghost corpse mutation was gradually approaching zero.

"I ......" Cheng Yuan, who was semi-unconscious, suddenly woke up for a moment like a return to light.

Then, he tilted his head suddenly, and the eyes in his eyes had turned dark green, exactly the same as Cheng Erlei before.

A ghostly cold aura instantly filled the entire messy firewood room.

Ghost Mutation!

"Gain 14 pain points. ”

"Gain Pain Points—"

When the mysterious underworld power entered Cheng Yuan's mind and quietly touched the system, the system seemed to be confused for a moment and stagnated for a moment.

Then, a strange change suddenly occurred.

The system seemed to greedily absorb the netherworld power in Cheng Yuan's mind and transform it into its own strange energy.

"Get the power of pain, a drop!"

"Get the power of pain, a drop!"

"Get ......"

The netherworld power in his mind was absorbed by the system, and Cheng Yuan miraculously suddenly regained his senses, and subconsciously said: "System!"

The virtual panel instantly unfolds in front of you.

"Name: Cheng Yuan

Realm: Inner strength is complete (not into the stream)

Technique: "Thirteen Styles of Sharp Knife" (Fifth Layer)

"True Source Foundation Building Method" (not introduced)

Root Cause: Suffering

Pain Force: Twelve Drops (0/1000)"

(Corpse poison entering the body, data error, calculating)"

The power of pain is enough!

Cheng Yuan was shocked and joyful, and his heart moved directly: "True Source Foundation Building Method, improve!"

Airplanes~

In an instant, Cheng Yuan felt that his whole person's spirit and body were trembling, and the qi, blood, and internal strength around his body, as well as even more subtle powers, were strangely pulled and operated.

This kind of transformation was too large, so that Cheng Yuan, who was already a little weak, tilted his head directly, and fainted in an instant.

But that strange power is still affecting Cheng Yuan's body to transform......

Outside the firewood room, while everyone in Chengjiazhuang was anxiously waiting, an hour passed again.

Huo Dao's face was gloomy, he shook the long knife in his hand vigorously, and walked directly to the firewood room.

"Lord Huo!"

"Celestial and Human!"

Seeing Huo Dao's actions, the people of the Chengjiazhuang clan were immediately alarmed and exclaimed one after another.

"Brother......" Cheng Yu's eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at it in a daze.

"Ah Yuan!" Third Uncle Cheng Yongyuan couldn't help but take a step forward, but was stopped by the old patriarch Cheng Mingyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and shook his head slowly at him, with a heavy expression.

Bang dang!

Huo Dao's face was cold, and he directly kicked open the door of the firewood room, and was subconsciously clenching the handle of the knife in his hand, but his expression suddenly stiffened, and he was stunned in place.

"Brother!" Seeing Huo Dao's expression, Cheng Yu's heart trembled, and he rushed over crying, and saw a figure lying in the firewood room, covered in flesh and blood, and unknown life and death.

She felt dizzy in her head, and she fell backwards in a coma.

"Xiaoyu!" Cheng Yongyuan quickly stepped forward a few steps forward and held the unconscious Cheng Yu up, only then did he subconsciously look at the firewood room, and roared sadly: "Ah Yuan!"

Huo Dao next to him didn't react for a while, and after a while, the cold killing intent that was originally frozen on his face suddenly changed, mixed with an incredible and surprised look, and the whole person suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahaha!"

After laughing, he turned to look at the stunned crowd, and said with a big grin: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you carry this kid back?"

Hearing Huo Dao's words, the originally anxious Chengjiazhuang clan people showed surprise, and the old patriarch Cheng Mingyuan's eyes widened suddenly, took a step forward, and said in surprise: "Ah Yuan is alive?!"

"Now that he's still alive, it's hard to say if you hang him here for a while. Huo Dao grinned.

"Hurry up, come and help you!" Several members of the Chengjiazhuang clan immediately rushed up when they heard the words and helped Cheng Yuan up.