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At this time, Hong Zhiyu waved her hand and drank a bowl of salt water, and gradually relieved.

The blood veins in the body, the speed of operation is accelerating, the body is undergoing some kind of transformation, Hong Zhiyu drank a bowl of salt water again, the sweat is still flowing, the sweat is slightly red, and the sweat smells of blood.

This blood and sweat is extremely bloody and extremely unpleasant.

If this kind of pill is taken, only a strong body can withstand the impact of the medicine and enter the realm of martial saints. If the cultivation is insufficient, there are physical defects, and if you do not cultivate to the peak of the Great Grandmaster, you will only be burned alive by the power of medicine.

After two hours, the power of the medicine began to be fully exerted, and the inside of the body was like a fire, sweating like pulp, and the pores were bleeding.

Another hour passed.

The more blood and sweat on Hong Zhiyu's body. On the outside of the body, it condensed into a hard crust of blood, as if wrapped in a blood cocoon.

Hong Zhiyu only felt extremely itchy all over her body, and wanted to reach out to scratch it, but she still endured it.

Although she has a strong heart, she is still a little unbearable.

At this time, the medicinal power exerted, and it tightly absorbed his divine soul, so that it could not come out of its shell, and there was a kind of power to control the divine soul. Transformed into a sense of qi and blood, it was replenished into the lost body, so that his soul and qi and blood were fused into one, and the spirit and flesh were completely integrated.

"Anything will mean nothing; To be proficient in everything is to be proficient in nothing. My martial arts have reached the peak of the great grandmaster, and my dao skills have reached the great completion of the possession, and it is time to make a decision! Hong Zhiyu took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, urged the medicinal power, and began to merge the soul and the body, gradually losing any Taoist ability, but gradually transformed into a martial saint.

If you are willing to give up, you will get if you are willing to give up.

Many monks want to achieve something in Taoism and martial arts, but they can't do anything.

In the martial arts, stop at the peak of the great master; In Taoism, stop at possession.

It will never be able to enter the house and achieve a generation of strong people.

And at this moment, Hong Zhiyu made a choice, giving up her Daoist ability, but turning all into blood and qi to impact the Martial Saint.

Since then, he has broken off the path of ghosts and immortals, and can only embark on the path of martial arts.

For many people, ghosts and immortals have at least 500 years of lifespan, and if they survive the thunderstorm, they will live longer; And the martial saint is only a hundred years of life, even if he has achieved human immortals, it is only one hundred and fifty years.

To a certain extent, the martial saint is not as good as the ghost immortal, and the human immortal is not as good as the thunder tribulation master.

But in Hong Zhiyu's opinion, the gap between the two is not big, although the road of martial saints is bumpy, but the road of ghosts and immortals may not be easy.

The tribulation of thunder is almost a life of nine deaths; And if the corpse is dissolved, if the Taoist skills cultivated are not high, it will also leave a mystery in the womb.

And Hong Zhiyu has hit the ghost immortal many times, but it is still a failure, and the achievement of the ghost immortal has no external force to rely on, even if it devours the idea of thunder tribulation, it is still a possession of the body, if you can't comprehend it, it is still difficult to break the barrier of life and death, once the body decays, the soul will also be destroyed.

And it is also very difficult to embark on the road of the Martial Saint, but at least there is an external force that can be used to swallow some elixir, which can absorb the medicinal power in time and transform into a Martial Saint.

Martial Saint may not be as good as the ghost immortal in terms of longevity, but in terms of combat power, he surpasses the ghost immortal.

If it is a hand-to-hand fight, at a distance of fifty steps, it is often the fall of ghosts and immortals, and the masters of one or two thunder tribulations are also dead.

Everything is illusory, only power is real, there is no strong power, even ghosts and immortals only fall.

In the realm of martial saints, after the bone marrow is strong, after entering the cultivation, the blood of the whole body is renewed, the so-called is rebirth, cutting hair and washing the marrow, practicing the marrow like frost, and practicing blood mercury slurry. After taking the Mixed Cave Yin Yang Pill, Hong Zhiyu absorbed the medicinal power, replaced all the old blood in the body, activated the bone marrow, and re-hematopoiesis.

And at this moment, Hong Zhiyu stepped into the realm of martial saints.

It's just that the body is extremely weak, and even ordinary people are not as good.

If you don't break it, you don't stand it, and then you stand after it's broken!

Only by cultivating for a period of time, some elixirs, and nourishing the body, can you recover your vitality and truly enter the realm of martial saints.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, it was Lin Chen.

"Please come in!" Hong Zhiyu said.

Lin Chen walked in, looked at the weak Hong Zhiyu, and said lightly: "Senior sister, why are you in such a hurry." If you wait for a while, you may be able to break through the barrier of life and death and achieve the ghosts and immortals. Why do you want to cut off the path of ghosts and immortals and embark on this road? ”

The entire big ship is very large, but in the eyes of a ghost fairy, it is very small.

At the moment when Hong Zhiyu took the pill and attacked the Martial Saint, Lin Chen found out. It's just that it's not stopped, and everyone has their own choice.

"Ahem!"

Hong Zhiyu is now extremely weak, and an ordinary person can't beat her, let alone Lin Chen.

It's just that she was extremely relieved of Lin Chen, and said calmly: "I have an enemy, the enemy is advancing, but I am standing still, and I have to make a choice!" ”

"Enemy, who is that?"

Lin Chen asked curiously.

"Hong Xuanji!" Hong Zhiyu said calmly.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, and the villain protagonist appeared, but the scene that appeared was a little weird.

"Ahem, ahem!" Lin Chen said, "Your name is Hong Zhiyu, his name is Hong Xuanji, you are all the same Hong character." They are all members of the Hong family, and it seems that you are still called the double pride of the Hong family! ”

"Not only that, but we're also half-siblings, and I'm only a year older than him!" Hong Ziyu said.

"That's still the enemy!" Lin Chen didn't understand, "You are sisters and brothers, but you are a father!" You're brothers and sisters......"

"So what?" Hong Zhiyu said calmly. "Throughout history, it has always been cruel to kill one's own race than to kill another, and it is more cruel to kill relatives than to kill outsiders. If it is an ordinary enemy, if the interests change, it may also turn hostility into friendship; But if it's your own people, it's even more powerful to kill! ”

"Eight hundred years ago, many tribes in the Yunmeng Kingdom on the eastern grassland attacked Tianzhou, and the land was full of sandalwood. It's a mess everywhere. What is recorded in the history books is "white bones exposed in the wild", "no rooster crowing for thousands of miles", and "cannibalism". At that time, the heaviest killings were not the Yunmeng people, but some so-called righteous paths, as well as the so-called evil ways, their own people killed their own people, and they were more ruthless than the Yunmeng people! Many families deliberately collude with outsiders, which is extremely cruel! ”

"Hong Xuanji is the most cunning. The most hypocrite, if it is any other enemy. There is also the possibility of turning enemies into friends; But in the face of my younger brother, there is no room for relaxation, either he dies or I die. This time, the younger brother was intercepted and killed by Zhao Fei'er, which was the handiwork of my younger brother Hong Xuanji! ”

"Alas!" Lin Chen sighed, not knowing what to say.

It's just that history is like that. Killing one's own people is often more cruel and violent than killing one's enemy.

The most typical example is the civil war between the north and the south on the earth, not only the soldiers killed. Even if it kills civilians. When Sherman burned Atlanta, he was much more cruel to the British than the Revolutionary War; When the Qing army entered the customs, many of the massacres were participated in by the so-called Han flag army, and the Han people killed the Han people more violently than the Manchus killed the Han people.

The grievances between Hong Zhiyu and Hong Xuanji, right or wrong, Lin Chen didn't bother to pay attention to who was right and who was wrong, but he just felt more lost.

"Alas, this world is cruel!" Lin Chen said.

"Since ancient times, it has been a king and a loser! The victor represents justice; The loser, on behalf of evil! Hong Zhiyu said lightly: "Everyone in the world says that in ancient times, how the Holy Emperor was so holy and how he loved the people, but I don't believe it; People in the world always say that I don't believe how the medieval sons and saints were wise and how noble their morals were. They become the embodiment of justice, they become models of morality, only because they are powerful and victors! ”

"Senior brother, you have to help me!"

"Those who do good to me are good, and those who evil me are evil, I have no choice!" Lin Chen smiled bitterly.

In this era, it is a society of etiquette, although it also pays attention to the respect of the strong, and also pays attention to the supremacy of strength, but even if it is the creator, even if it is a master of the nine thunder tribulations, it is necessary to pay attention to the etiquette system.

Even if you disdain the etiquette in your heart, you have to be hypocritical.

Now it seems that Hong Zhiyu is kind to him, and he will inevitably be kidnapped by Qingyi! Reluctance and injustice will attract spurn, and affection and righteousness will be sought after. It doesn't matter what is right or wrong.

If you don't help, you are ruthless and unintentional, and you will be spurned by society.

Of course, if the benefits are big enough and the harm is big enough, even if it is notorious, it often doesn't care; It's a pity that this little benefit, this little harm, can't make Lin Chen abandon his feelings and righteousness, and discard etiquette.

"Good!" Lin Chen agreed.

"Hong Xuanji's qualifications are stronger than mine, and not long ago there was news that he has achieved a martial saint, and he has comprehended his own fist intent, no better than a half-step martial saint like me. This is only a small gap, and the gap will get bigger and bigger in the future...... If I don't fight hard and chase after me, I will surely die at his hands! ”

Hong Zhiyu said, "And junior brother, your qualifications are not inferior to him, but you lack the accumulation of resources, once you get my Tao Shen Dao martial arts and Taoism skills, you will definitely soar to the sky!" ”

"It's a pity, there has been no thunder and rain in the past few days, otherwise I would have just hit the thunderstorm!" Lin Chen said, "Martial arts cultivation is more about polishing and cultivating; And the improvement of Taoism depends more on comprehension. At this moment, I am a ghost immortal, if I meet a martial saint, I will definitely not be an opponent; If you are attacked by the Martial Saint, you will die. Only by surviving one or two thunderstorms can we have the power to protect ourselves! ”

"Senior brother, don't be impatient. Thunderstorms are not so easy to get through. After arriving at the ghost immortal, every thunder tribulation is a huge calamity. You see, I took the pill and attacked the Martial Saint, and I succeeded, but my body was weak. Any normal person can kill me. After the ghosts and immortals, the catastrophe of heaven and man continues. And after the soul survives the thunder tribulation, it is even weaker than this, just like the first time the monk fixes the soul out of the shell, there is no incense to protect the soul, and the soul is like a flame in the wind. It must be extinguished at any time. Many ghosts and immortals were purified by the Thunder Tribulation and died completely when they hit the Thunder Tribulation. Even if some tyrannical existences have survived the thunderstorm, they are often picked up by others and reduced to a wedding dress! ”

"There are a lot of ghosts and immortals in the world, but many of them don't dare to cross the thunder tribulation. Only some Tianjiao and strong accumulation can survive the thunderstorm. Many monks have crossed the thunderstorm. It's often the sect elders who guard! ”

It is difficult for ghosts and immortals to achieve, but there are still a lot of them in the whole world.

And those who dare to survive the thunderstorm are often very few.

Many could not withstand the thunderstorm and died directly; If you are lucky, you survived the thunderstorm, but you were also picked up by others, and your soul was destroyed and reduced to a wedding dress.

There are only a few top talents. Accumulate deeply, after breaking through the thunderstorm. The period of weakness is very short, or almost non-existent.

Hong Zhiyu persuaded, Lin Chen nodded, as if he was listening, but he didn't care in his heart.

After arriving at the ghosts, thoughts worked. It is equivalent to a computer, and under the calculation, many problems are clearly visible, and the success rate of the catastrophe can also be deduced.

Lin Chen carefully deduced it, and the success rate of crossing the Thunder Tribulation was very high. Although there are no medieval sons and hundred saints, if you don't cross the tribulation, you can break through six or seven thunder tribulations in one tribulation, but you can also survive many calamities in a row, without a trace of weakness.

Hong Zhiyu has achieved the martial saint, but her body is very weak, she can't help the wind, and a slight strong wind can blow her body trembling, which is unbearable. Just lying lazily on the bed, too lazy to move, even when eating, Lin Chen fed him.

In fact, Hong Zhiyu rarely eats anymore, and just drinks a lot of salt water.

The higher the cultivation, the more picky you are about food, and the more you need to reduce the impurities in your body. Otherwise, there are too many impurities in the body, and you need to run your qi and blood, eliminate impurities, and preserve the purity of your body, which makes your own qi and blood condensation speed slow down, and the speed of improving your cultivation slows down.

And Lin Chen also generously took out the refined ointment and gave it to Hong Zhiyu to swallow.

Hong Zhiyu didn't refuse, opened her mouth and swallowed it, and immediately moved her body to be warm, the originally weak qi and blood slowly improved a little, and couldn't help frowning: "What kind of ointment is this, after eating it, I actually recovered a trace of qi and blood, I originally thought that to achieve a martial saint, the weak period was at least a month, but now it is only ten days, and it is almost recovered!" ”

"This is the secret medicine I got from an adventure!" Lin Chen said calmly, "At that time, the impact on the ghost immortals, the qi and blood in the whole body were almost exhausted, and at that time, the body almost died, and the autopsy was almost gone, thanks to these ointments, to make up for the qi and blood, I did not die!" ”

If you succeed in attacking the ghosts and immortals, you will have a period of weakness;

Attacking the Martial Saint, if you succeed, you will also have a period of weakness.

And to achieve immortals, there will also be a period of weakness.

Nine thunder tribulations, each time passed, there will be a corresponding period of weakness.

Hong Zhiyu lay in the cabin to recuperate, as if she was afraid of the cold, and lit a charcoal basin in the cabin to keep warm.

And Lin Chen was taking care of this senior sister while speculating about the realm of martial saints.

The ghosts and immortals in the Dao and the martial saints in the martial arts belong to the same realm, and Lin Chen will also impact the martial saints in the future, but some of the knowledge of the martial saints is very shallow, and at this moment, there is a living specimen in front of him, which makes the understanding of the martial saint clearer.