Grasping cultivation and improving strength, Qian Er's heart no longer has the slightest resistance to the refining of Yaoding.

After three months, Qian Er could condense a cyan flame. A year later, Qian Er could condense a blue flame. Three years later, Qian Er finally condensed one purple flame after another. Shangguan Wan'er was also a little surprised by this speed, and said softly, I thought it would take you at least ten years.

For three years and three months, Qian Er practiced while refining fire, consolidating his body according to the requirements of the pharmacist and going out to fight from time to time. It would have taken ten years to refine the Purple Flame, but it was done in one go. It's a pity that the pharmacist is still asleep, otherwise his mouth would have been grinning to the root of his ears.

It's time. Qian Er jumped into Dading again. Green Ding boils blood, awakens the bloodline in one fell swoop!

Qian Er woke up in another coma, no longer roaring, and quietly felt that the blood in his body was surging like a tide, enveloping the endless power of the sky. Qian Er's spirituality seems to have turned into a seabird, flying through the waves, sometimes singing excitedly, and like a fish, leaping out of the sea again and again.

Is it the awakening of the bloodline?

The blue sky, the white clouds, the sea, the birds flying, the fish swimming, and the veins flowing, as if it were a world, is it a novelty? Is it magical? Who knows the pain that has just passed, and it is impossible to survive or die. If it weren't for Qian Er's previous results of refining his body, I'm afraid that his mouth and tongue would have been bitten off, and his bones would have been shattered in a fierce trembling, even so, Qian Er didn't know how many times he had been in a coma, just a wisp of obsession, tightly tied to his soul. And at this moment, after all the hardships, Qian Er could only close his eyes, as if he was not lying in the medicinal soup but like a lonely boat drifting in the sea, and this sea is his own blood, this feeling is so good, sweet and pleasant, and dripping.

Shangguan Wan'er sat in front of the green tripod with the little purple squirrel in her arms, her heart was churning, as if she was under the influence of the ding, and it gradually calmed down at this moment. The green tripod was shrouded in a purple glow, and it was getting thinner and thinner at the moment. The little purple squirrel's nose fluttered a few times, and it burst out of its mother's arms and jumped on top of the big ding, as if greedy for those smells, the smell of lilac blood.

I feel the breath of blood. Shangguan Wan'er's face finally showed a smile.

I don't know how many days passed, the blood flow in the body finally stabilized, Qian Er opened his eyes and heard the sound of rushing water from outside the body.

Mom, Mom, he's awake! A little girl who looked like she was seven or eight years old sitting next to Qian Er, holding the potion and teasing Qian Er's body, and screaming excitedly when she saw Qian Er wake up.

Are you?,Qian Er asked suspiciously.

Guess who I am?Xiao Zi teased Qian Er with water, her big eyes flashing with excitement and mischievousness.

You are Xiao Zi. Qian Er also shouted excitedly, and then asked: Have you turned into a human form?

Well, Xiao Zi nodded, continued to tease the water, and the two of them frolicked for a while.

Xiao Zi was originally born in human form, born with purple blood, but the poisoning was too deep and hurt the origin, and turning into a rat form can minimize the damage. Shangguan Wan'er's words came in lightly.

Do you still need to change back? Qian Er asked urgently, such a beautiful little girl, he was reluctant to let Xiao Zi change back again.

Of course, as long as she doesn't want to change, now that she has been stimulated by this medicinal qi, Xiao Zi can also cultivate, I'm afraid that the pharmacist didn't think of this layer when she was alive.

Shangguan Wan'er said again, I can't see that you, a kid, are so stupid and talented, and you actually have purple blood.

Sitting on the edge of the big ding, Qian Er looked at Shangguan Wan'er's eyes, his face full of disbeze.

Fortunately, no matter how stupid a person with purple blood is, he won't start low. Shangguan Wan'er unceremoniously blow.

In that world, there are not only these, there are blue skies, floating white clouds, cyan distant mountains, green forests rippling, red colorful clouds, golden sun shining dazzling, and orange moon quietly covering dreams, and even, before Qian Er's feeling did not withdraw from the bloodline, another rain came, and the rain line seemed to pierce the sky, so it poured down regardless of it, and after the heavy rain, a seven-colored rainbow rose in the sky. At this moment, the seven-colored rainbow seems to be flowing in Qian Er's blood, as long as Qian Er understands it, it can be seen at any time, majestic with fresh and magical power.

Shangguan Wan'er said lightly, it seems that I have to tell you about the common sense of cultivation, otherwise when will a dull person like you be able to cultivate into an immortal.

The bloodline is based on red blood, which can evolve into orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, of course, there are some exceptions, my purple rat clan is born with purple blood, while the demon clan is a black bloodline, and the spirit clan is a white bloodline. Whether it is a human or an evolutionary of other races, it is very difficult to have offspring when they reach the Golden Body level, and it is even more difficult after entering the Holy Level, which is extremely rare. The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is for the bloodline to continue, otherwise, if the evolutionary who stands at the top of the pyramid creates a group of descendants with terrifying bloodlines, it will be enough to push the world.

The bloodline is the foundation of cultivation talent, and there are also martial artists who cannot awaken the bloodline, and they can become the strongest by taking the road of refining the body alone, but how difficult it is, they are usually people with great perseverance.

The same Qi Refining Realm, how can a person who awakens the red bloodline and the purple bloodline compare, a Qi Refining Realm martial artist who awakens the purple bloodline can easily crush the martial artist of the same realm who awakens the red bloodline. And, of course, with breathing. The breathing method is a practitioner's method, which can absorb and transform the aura of heaven and earth for one's own use. How can an ordinary breathing method be compared to the strongest great breathing method? Of course, in the battle, the power of the bloodline and breathing method is blessed, and there must be a powerful supernatural power exercise, like the one you created yourself, so-so can be regarded as the weakest exercise. If you don't count the blessings of the bloodline and breathing method, you will be tortured to death in minutes by fighting with a martial artist of the same realm with ordinary exercises.

Qian Er stood up, felt the power of the blood veins in his body and pressed it down again, and did not run the Great Breathing Method. Instead, I replayed the exercises I created in my mind, and it seems that there are a lot of things that can be improved.

Qian Er snorted lightly, the little purple whirlwind slashed, and the whole person rushed to the nearby hill like a whirlwind, the fist intention and the mind are connected, the exercises are integrated with themselves, and the heart imagines that the surrounding is a difficult dog, a vicious jackal, a mighty tiger, a swift leopard, a ferocious boar, and it seems to have returned to the scene of the old battle, surrounded by hundreds of enemies, and even an enemy has pulled the trigger, in Qian Er's eyes, the rotating bullet came with a strong wind, and the squad leader Yang Chen was hit by this bullet and died. Qian Er was furious, and punched the bullet, and the fist whistled towards the bullet, and in just a few tenths of a second, the bullet was actually deflected and passed by Qian Er's side.

It's a pity, if the speed is faster and the power is greater, is it possible to smash the bullet or even attack back, it seems that the control of power has not yet reached the point of arbitrariness. Qian Er shook his head and returned to Shangguan Wan'er's side.

It's violent, brother. Xiao Zi stuck out her tongue, ran to Qian Er's side, and looked at Qian Er in surprise. Qian Er came back to his senses, rubbed Xiao Zi's head with a smile, and said, treat enemies as cruelly as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and treat friends as warm as spring breeze and rain. For Xiao Zi, I don't think it's good enough. Qian Er pinched Xiao Zi's face and said.

Ahem, Shangguan Wan'er coughed lightly twice, thinking, presumptuous, is it because I don't exist?

Qian Er looked at Shangguan Wan'er, so he asked in surprise, did the fairy have a cold?

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er's face annoyed and angry, you must know that that the warhead was a stone ejected by Shangguan Wan'er.

Qian Er thought to himself, this fairy, turning his face faster than turning a book, so he quickly turned to the topic, pretending to be modest and asking Shangguan Wan'er for advice.

The bloodline is the foundation, the refining body is the carrier, the breathing method is the method, and the supernatural power technique is the means of attack.

I can't see it, your kid seems to be a lot more talented after awakening his bloodline.

No, I'm still a dull Terran boy. Qian Er stared at Shangguan Wan'er's eyes and said word by word.

I took that sentence back. Shangguan Wan'er actually had two red clouds floating on her cheeks, and said to Qian Er with a smile, stinky boy, do you still hold grudges?