Dangdang!

The sound of metal striking echoed through the hallways, staccato and occasional sparkling sputter. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a metal furnace, blue-purple flames were blazing, and a white bone blade was being struck at the fracture of the furnace, splattering dazzling sparks in all directions.

Layers of thin cracks appeared on the surface of the bone blade, and then, some black-brown powder was evenly sprinkled along the cracks, and the hard bone blade began to become soft, and then it was pushed into the furnace, and soon turned into a puddle of white liquid.

Soon the white liquid flowed out of the furnace and into a model of a bone blade.

Jun Malu, who had been standing still, suddenly quickly picked up a large pile of bottles and cans next to the table, which were full of strange materials.

Blue condensation, red nebula iron, yellow obsidian, black-brown celestial horn。。。。。 Hundreds of materials are categorized.

Some are mixed together and processed in advance into a viscous liquid, while others are listed separately and crushed into a homogeneous granule or powder.

Some of these materials are mentioned in "Sword Cultivation", and some are not at all.

Hand shadows were connected into countless phantoms in the air, and the sound of the impact of bottles and cans was like a pleasant sonata, and Jun Malu's hands were fast and steady.

Viscous liquids, finely crushed powders... It floats through the air and penetrates evenly and finely into the white bone fluid.

After dozens of breaths!

Jun Malu carefully looked at the reformed bone sword in his hand, the original white sword had some spots of various colors, which looked colorful and extremely weird, but at the same time, there was also a complex aura that seeped out of it.

I can't say what it is!

Jun Maru frowned, and then slowly plunged the bone sword into his left arm.

The world's most skilled swordsmith will never be able to be as true as Jun Malu, who can blend with the real blood of an ordinary sword and feel every bit of its changes.

His body is the most sophisticated analyzer in the world, and the moment the bone sword returns to his body, the senses of his whole body seem to be activated, which is the instinctive feeling of the changes in the corpse bone veins.

It's like breathing, but it's incomparably precise, and when countless pieces of information are judged through the body, gathered into answers, and fed back into the mind, the results of the experiment are naturally presented in Junmaro's mind.

"The weight is increased by 78%, the conductivity is reduced by 35%, the bone hardness is increased by 273%, and the fusion is 47%, of which 37 materials produce strong rejection reactions, 49 materials are weakly rejected, and there are certain signs of fusion, and the remaining 67 materials can be perfectly fused, and cells can produce memories!"

The rejected nature needs to be eliminated, or other similar materials should be found to replace it, the weakly repulsed ones still need to be observed, and the fused ones need to be further identified whether they are needed.

As for the cells that produce memories, that is to say, the corpse bone vein can transform the bones of his whole body into a new form according to Jun Mario's mind, provided that the problem of materials is solved, and it is impossible for his body to automatically secrete these substances that are not produced in the body.

Jun Ma Lu looked at the air in front of him in a daze, and the sound of burning flames in his ears was in his ears, and a blue flame was reflected in his pupils, as if it were virtual and real.

In another room, separated by a wall, it was completely black.

The floor, walls, ceiling, and air are all occupied by black insects, and in the huge space, countless insects are slowly wriggling, making a rustling sound, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Shino, the oil girl, sat in the center, and her whole person was overwhelmed by insects.

He released a chakra in the palm of his left hand, and held a non-attribute spirit stone in the palm of his right hand, and the insects lined up according to his will, each devouring the chakra, devouring the psionic energy, or devouring the chakra and the psionic energy.

The difference between psionic energy and chakra, for these bugs, doesn't seem to make much difference, it's just a filling stomach!

Hinata Ningji looked at the spirit stone in his hand expressionlessly, and in his white eyes, the flow of spiritual energy was like liquid or air endowed with various colors, shuttling in front of him.

Regular?

Irregular?

At first glance, it seems that there are no rules to follow, but Hinata Ninji doesn't think so, he thinks that everything in the world must have an internal law to follow.

No matter how much there is no trace, there are inevitable rules to follow.

Nothing in this world is absolute, independent, related, and must have laws.

And the incomparable insight of the white eye is what gives Hinata Ningji the possibility to see everything, and he firmly believes that he can find the connection between psionic energy and chakra, the bridge hidden in the depths of the void.

"Chakra is the combination of the refinement of the body's cells and the spiritual will, the echo of the body's energy and spirit, and its essence comes from itself... And psionic power, what is it? ”

Hinata Ninji muttered to herself, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

While he was distracted from thinking, the ten fingers of his hands had been quietly vibrating at high frequency, and the whirlpools formed by the condensation of subtle chakras trembled in the air.

The concussion is passing!

The thick fat rippled in a circle, and Qiu Dao Ding Ji grunted, chewed and swallowed a piece of the monster's bone into his stomach, and his big greasy hand grabbed another beast's leg the size of half his body.

Eat non-stop!

He is like a never-ending eating machine, his stomach and intestines are constantly running wildly, decomposing and consuming the monster meat ingested into his body, and then regenerating the fat that stores chakra.

The cultivation of the Qiu Dao family is to eat, and every time you eat a point of food, your own chakra energy will increase by one point, and the demon beast is undoubtedly the favorite food of the Qiu Dao Ding Ci.

Every day, countless disciples of the Qingyun Sect would take on the task of hunting demon beasts, and the corpses of these demon beasts, except for a very small part, most of them had become a part of the recipe of the Autumn Dao Ding Ci.

The sound of chewing, heavy breathing, and the huge body of Akido Dingji were like a mountain of meat, enveloping the entire room in his shadows, full of a heavy sense of oppression.

Boom!

A loud bang!

Xiao Li was wearing a heavy helmet of dark iron, and the whole person looked like an iron mountain oppressing, and every step under his feet made a roaring sound, and countless white gas explosions exploded in the air.

“1934！“

Xiao Li shouted, his whole body rose inch by inch, flipped in a volley, and then fell back to the ground heavily.

The ground shook violently!

Xiao Li's feet trembled uncontrollably, exuding hot air all over his body, and he had already soaked through the sweat of his practice clothes, leaving large puddles of water stains on the ground through his armor.