"I can ask, how can I comprehend the exercises in my bloodline," Ye Rong asked.

In the newly obtained bloodline, there is a hidden "Advanced Soul Gathering Technique" mental method, if you can comprehend it, then you have a cultivation mental method and a non-cultivation mental method, the cultivation speed of the two is completely one day, one earth, and there is also a reward of thirty points for successful comprehension.

"The bloodline has been dissolved in the host's body, please comprehend it on your own," the system said coldly.

Ye Rong: "....".

When encountering such an arrogant system, what else can Ye Rong say.

Because the injury was not yet healed, Ye Rong could only stay in the room, he did not leave, although he did not know the organization of the killer, but he had seen a lot of news on the Internet, the general killer took the task, if the target did not die, he would continue to assassinate.

until the target dies.

In other words, now the rental house can't go back for the time being, and God knows if the killer is waiting for himself to take the bait near the rental house.

At night, Luo Ying, who saved his life, did not come back, Ye Rong felt a little hungry, and made pasta in the kitchen to eat, after eating, Ye Rong was a little sleepy, and then went to bed.

After a while, Ye Rong fell asleep.

Just when he was sleeping in a daze, in a trance, he came to a wonderful dream, in which there was a figure with his back facing away from him.

This figure showed its back, and it was not clear that it was not clear to see its face, but a deep voice came: "The old man has worked hard all his life to study the Gathering Spirit Formula, and found that the Gathering Spirit Recipe still has room to rise, and after the old man's modification, the speed of the Gathering Spirit Recipe to absorb the spiritual energy is three to five times that of the ordinary Gathering Spirit Formula, which varies from person to person."

After speaking, the figure began to speak again, but this time it spoke, and it was a mantra.

There was a hint of vicissitudes in his low voice, and the words he said were very mysterious, in popular terms, he was awkward, and Ye Rong recited a mantra several times, but it was difficult to read it smoothly.

Ye Rong wanted to speak, but he found that he couldn't speak.

This figure didn't seem to know Ye Rong's existence, and after saying a long sentence that was difficult for Ye Rong to understand, he said again in a deep voice: "The old man has painstakingly studied the Gathering Spirit Recipe all his life, and found that the Gathering Spirit Recipe still has the fear of rising, after the old man's modification, the speed of the Gathering Spirit Recipe absorbing the spiritual energy is three to five times that of the ordinary Gathering Spirit Technique, which varies from person to person."

After saying this, the awkward mantra came out of his mouth again.

It's like you're stuck in a loop.

It's like a song loop, a movie loop, and it keeps on looping.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Rong didn't know how many times he had listened to the other party keep repeating the words indefinitely, and suddenly found that the dark space around him gradually brightened, and gradually, the light became brighter and brighter, until it turned white.

Forehead!

Ye Rong suddenly came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and found that the dazzling sunlight was shining through the window.

"It's already dawn," Ye Rong blinked blankly.

Ye Rong felt that he had just fallen asleep for a short time, and then he found that it was dawn, and in his mind, a few awkward formulas appeared in his mind, Ye Rong said to himself, could it be that the formula he got in the dream last night was the "Advanced Spirit Gathering Formula" contained in the bloodline.

Ye Rong silently recited according to the mantra in his mind, allowing the spiritual power in his body to flow through the meridians, running along the specific meridians, and repeating the cycle.

Ye Rong suddenly found that just as he mobilized the spiritual power in his body to flow away, the spiritual power around him came clearly, converging towards his center, entering his body from the pores, giving people a sense of comfort from the inside out.

"It turns out that the mantra I got in my mind last night is really a cultivation method," Ye Rong's eyes showed joy.

However, he soon frowned, because after the surrounding spiritual energy entered his body, he was quickly expelled from his body, and the spiritual power in his body stopped flowing.

"There were more than ten formulas last night, and I only remembered three or four sentences, almost a quarter of the way, and the formulas behind were too awkward to remember at one time," Ye Rong muttered softly to himself.

He only memorized a quarter of the mantras, and the follow-up mantras couldn't work, so the aura that entered the body could not be absorbed, and it seemed that he had to memorize more than ten awkward mantras as soon as possible, so that a set of them could gather the aura and absorb it.

He only remembered a few words now, and he could gather the aura, but he couldn't absorb it.

At night, after Ye Rong fell asleep, he still entered that strange dream, just like yesterday, there was a back figure talking to himself saying awkward mantras, this time Ye Rong listened carefully and memorized every sentence with full attention.

Early the next morning, Ye Rongduo memorized a few more mantras.

On the third day, I remembered most of it.

On the fourth day, I remembered everything.

On the fifth day, you can read through it in a coherent way.

Inside the room.

Ye Rong sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting the mantra that he had memorized, the spiritual power in his body flowed along the meridians, and the spiritual energy gathered in all directions, with Ye Rong as the center, revolving around Ye Rong, and quickly drilled into Ye Rong's body, and the external spiritual energy blended with the spiritual power in the body, and was gradually assimilated.

Turn into Ye Rong's power.

And Ye Rong's cultivation is rising at a slow rate.

Call!

I don't know how long it took, Ye Rong opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and whispered: "Running for three weeks in an hour, the spiritual power in the body has grown a lot."

Ye Rong could clearly feel that his strength was slowly growing.

Originally, there was only a trace of weak spiritual power in the body, but after running for three weeks, it grew a little.

In these five days, Ye Rong's cultivation has not only increased, but the wounds on his body have almost healed, and he only needs to recuperate for two or three days to be able to heal perfectly, after all, martial artists are different from ordinary people, ordinary people who bear Ye Rong's knife wounds have to lie in bed for at least a month or more.

Martial arts cells evolve, and their healing ability is also several times that of ordinary people.

Just when Ye Rong was practicing, in the West District, in a certain rental house.

A young man in black sat on the bed, his eyes were cloudy, he was the killer of the Yama organization, Sen Luo.

Sen Luo's face is very ugly now, because as a killer when assassinating the target, he must be sure that the target is dead with his own eyes before he can report the news of the completion of the task, although the target of the assassination this time was stabbed by himself, but Sen Luo is not sure that the other party is dead.

Five days ago, he had been waiting at a rental house near his target.

As long as the target is not dead, he will deal a fatal blow.

But after five days of waiting here, the target did not appear.

Sen Luo suspects that the target has died, but this is just a suspicion, there is not enough evidence, if he rashly reports the target death mission, but the target appears in the future, his trust value will be greatly reduced, and the task will not be easy to accept.

But if he doesn't report it, he has to wait here, all the time.

The waiting process was very painful.