Since Ye Changsheng was a child, he had only seen two Lingwu-level high-grade swords, and he had never seen a higher-grade one.

He had no way of judging the rank of the black carving knife.

Of course, in this world, there are many weapons that are not ranked.

Ye Changsheng put the carving knife aside, and took out a scripture made of parchment from the box.

The Sutra of Supreme Enlightenment?

Turning the mottled pages, rows of tadpole scriptures come into view.

On the yellowed paper, the black text faintly flashes with golden light, exuding a faint sweet smell, and there is a pure Buddhist atmosphere.

This is not a plain scripture, but a blood scripture!

Use blood as ink, mixed with gold powder, and bless the mind.

The blood meridian is likely to come from an ancient virtuous monk, and the owner of the tomb can't bless such a pure breath.

The value of the Blood Sutra is self-evident, and wherever it is placed, it must be worshiped by Buddhist disciples.

And the scriptures blessed by mana and the essence and blood of high monks can even be called a magic weapon!

At the bottom of the box, there is also a booklet, which records the carving experience and mind of the owner of the tomb for many years.

Ye Changsheng flipped through it casually, reloaded the two booklets and the carving knife into the box, and put the box into the demon space.

Standing at the door of the secret room, Changsheng glanced back at the lifelike statues, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Senior, since Changsheng has accepted your gift, he can also be regarded as half of your disciple.

You may not be able to reach your sculpting level in your lifetime, but you will never let it dust!

After sealing the door of the secret room, Ye Changsheng returned to the main tomb, rearranged the "Life and Death Array" with emery, and sat down cross-legged at the eye of the array.

Suddenly thinking of something, he took out a bottle of pill from his bosom, poured out two and fed it to his mouth.

The elixir was given to Changsheng by Liu Lao, called Runmai Dan, which can nourish the meridians and is most suitable for cultivators who open the pulse realm.

Even if it is taken by ordinary people, it has great benefits for the body.

"Suck the hell!"

Ye Changsheng breathed for a moment and activated the "Secret Record of Futu".

The evil qi that had just gathered continued to enter the body, forming a powerful storm in the chest.

The energy transformed by the evil qi quickly flowed throughout the body.

Under the control of Chang Shang Nian, they launched an attack towards the twentieth meridian.

Article 21.

Twenty-second course.

Twenty-third course.

Twenty-fourth.

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Thirty-sixth!

Five days went by in a flash.

In the gloomy ancient tomb, the black qi on Ye Changsheng's face subsided, his eyes opened, and in an instant, he was as bright as a morning star.

Behind him, six flickering veins fluttered, straddle over his head and sway in the air.

The glittering light illuminates the entire burial chamber.

Looking at the six veins fluttering in the air, Ye Changsheng was surprised and delighted.

In just five days, he opened seventeen more meridians and activated three veins!

"Yes, it must be the Runmai Pill that has accelerated my cultivation speed. ”

With the nourishment of Runmai Pill, the meridians of immortality are stronger, the energy flow is faster, and the speed of opening the meridians is naturally accelerated.

It's no wonder that those cultivators have to buy all kinds of elixirs and secret medicines because they are bankrupt, no wonder Huanglong Villa can "betray" the Hong family for the sake of the Seven Star Pei Yuansan.

A good elixir is too great for cultivation.

The Runmai Pill given by Liu Lao is not very good, but it is definitely an elixir that can not be found for the immortal who is confined to the town.

Floating up, Ye Changsheng sensed the increasingly powerful body, and couldn't help but be full of ambition.

After three days of cultivation, the sea of qi increased by two feet, reaching one zhang and one foot.

The huge black lotus flower stood on top of the tumbling sea of clouds with a high-spirited posture.

Seventy-two petals, half lit up, exude the breath of life.

That's right, the breath of life.

For the first time, Ye Changsheng felt that this lotus flower was alive!

At the same time, Ye Changsheng also felt his own strong vitality, which he had never felt before, or rather ignored.

The essence of the path of cultivation is to break one's own limits and gain a higher level of wisdom.

Buddhism's nirvana, Taoism's return to its roots, and Confucianism's unity of heaven and man are all in order to achieve the highest wisdom.

The so-called improvement of strength is just the natural result of the improvement of the realm.

People in the world often put the cart before the horse, blindly pursuing strength, but ignoring the realm itself.

This is tantamount to a castle in the air, not only will it not be able to go far, but it will be trapped in itself, and even chaotic collapse.

Ye Changsheng's understanding of himself and life is only the first step in his cultivation.

The Wuji Demon Venerable in his memory, with his eyes full of wisdom, always looked at Ye Changsheng to ensure that Ye Changsheng was on the right path.

This is true of the path of cultivation, and the same is true of the way of forging swords.

Immersed in the touching of life, does he still care about demons?

Ye Changsheng smiled calmly, and blessed himself with a refuge with the experience from life.

It's time for strength measurement again.

The basic strength of the Open Pulse Realm, one thousand catties.

Thirty-six open meridians, each blessed with two hundred catties, a total of seven thousand two hundred catties.

In this way, Ye Changsheng's basic attack power reached 8,200 catties.

Eight thousand catties, equivalent to a cultivator at the beginning of the Chong Qi Realm.

Although, Ye Changsheng seems to be just a six-vein master, a six-vein master like Hong Xiaowan.

The sky was about to dawn, Ye Changsheng cleaned up and strode towards the outside of the ancient tomb.

This trip to the ancient tomb was full of harvest.

Not only did he pick the flower of the ghost mother, but he also got the carving cheats of the tomb owner and the ancient blood scriptures.

Five days of cultivation allowed him to cultivate half of the lotus base, and his realm increased greatly.

The showdown between the Ye family and the Hong family is imminent, and Changsheng needs high morale, and even more needs a strong self-confidence from himself!

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"Lord Zhuang Lord, Ye Changsheng is back!" In the Red Leaf Villa, in the study, a samurai came in and said loudly after making a report.

"Coming back?!" Hong Yuntao stood up with a look of surprise.

Immediately he realized that he had lost his temper, sat down calmly, asked for a moment, and sent the samurai who reported the news.

Standing up again, Hong Yuntao paced back and forth in the study, his face cloudy.

Just yesterday, he received bad news that Ma Gonggong in the provincial capital had died!

The Hong family's biggest reliance in the Nine Winds Province is the three of them.

Now that they are all dead, who is still covering the Hong family?

Hong Yuntao was remorseful in his heart, in order to prevent the Zhou family in the capital from picking peaches, he concealed the death of his nephew Zhou Lei.

If he knew this, he should have let the Zhou family get involved in the morning, and it was not a big deal to share their share.

Fortunately, the news of Ma Gonggong's death has not yet spread, and there is no conclusion, and everyone is waiting and seeing.

The Hong family must marry the Huang family as soon as possible before the situation becomes clear.

Otherwise, those powerful people who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard will rush up unscrupulously and compete to bite a piece of meat from the Hong family.

Hong Yuntao's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted hideously: "Prepare the car, go to the Sword Casting Hall!"