Chapter 155: Refining the Body

He sensed it carefully, and found that he didn't feel like he was being watched, so he opened the storm space and entered it.

The island was very different from what it used to be, and in the middle of the island was a mobile hypergravity chamber, next to a shiny silver-white flying machine.

At the door of the gravity room, the undead golem was standing intact, motionless. Except for the fact that the color of the upper and lower skins on his whole body was a little different, he could no longer see the miserable scene at that time, and the blood of more than a dozen spirit beasts had completely recovered him.

Ahan said hello to the little beast, and the little beast suddenly ran over. The weight of the terror shook the island, and Ahan played with the beast for a while, and then picked up the thin booklet.

The booklet is a copy, neither in terms of paper nor language, it is not an ancient thing, but it saves a lot of effort from Aham. On the cover of the booklet was a line of large letters: The basic cultivation of the Eye of the Bloodline, it seems that it should be sorted out by the Holy Venerable himself.

He looked at it carefully, and there were several human figures depicted on it, as well as the annotations of the Holy Venerable.

Half an hour later, he closed the book. There was a twinkle in his eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. The Eye of the Bloodline is really amazing, not only can it absorb all kinds of extreme forces for its use, but it can also use these extreme powers to refine the body so that ** will not collapse. But what really surprised him was that the way of absorbing extreme power was actually a way similar to the cultivation of handprints.

Although there is no resemblance to the mudra on this booklet and the one that Ahan originally possessed. But Ahan had a faint sense that this mudra seemed to come from the same origin. He even suspected that the broken part of the parchment was these handprints.

But these are just my own speculations, feelings. No valid evidence could be found. If there is one thing that has to be said, it is that in the myths and legends of the earth, there is the existence of the Three-Eyed Clan. Whether it is the Chinese god Erlang or the Indian Shiva, they all have three eyes, and perhaps this parchment scroll is what they left behind.

"The old mistake of being sophisticated has been done again," Ahan smiled self-deprecatingly. He is no longer an archaeology student, nor is he an ordinary person who is helpless.

After a few minutes, his mind calmed down. Prepare to start your first training.

The destructive force is an extreme force in the universe, and its existence is often accompanied by destruction, ranging from volcanic eruptions to planet destruction, and large to near black holes. There will be this kind of power, just more or less. As far as the power of destruction is concerned, absorbing in storm space is undoubtedly the best place

There is a terrifying storm in this space, and the power of destruction here will also be continuously generated, as for how many Yahan is not clear, but it is enough for him to cultivate at this stage.

He sat cross-legged on his knees, his index finger pointing to the center of his eyebrows, and the other four fingers forming a strange handprint. The other hand is close to the dantian, and the palm of the hand is weak.

As soon as the action was formed, his heart suddenly became full of distracting thoughts, and he couldn't calm down. Yahan's posture remained motionless, his lips were tightly closed, and his mind was firmly guarded that he had practiced mudra cultivation, knowing that this kind of cultivation was extremely difficult to enter at first, and not only could his mind not be able to enter meditation, but even more distracting thoughts would appear than usual. Originally, I thought it was because I was not in a good state of mind at that time, but I didn't expect to cultivate the new mudra, and this situation still appeared.

However, how to say that his current state of mind cultivation is much stronger than when he was still on Earth. After a few minutes, he collected the distractions in his mind and calmed down

As soon as his heart was calm, he immediately felt something abnormal, and his eyebrows began to itch slightly, and after a while, they became extremely itchy, as if countless ants were shuttling between his eyebrows.

Itchy, itchy, he wanted to scratch it with his hands, and he didn't even care about the flesh being torn.

His body shook violently, his forehead was bruised, and sweat was dripping down from his body like rain. In just a few seconds, he was already soaking wet.

After more than ten seconds, his eyes snapped open, and they were already bloodshot. He gasped for air

That's not cultivation at all, it's torture. I thought that this kind of itching would gradually disappear over time, but I didn't expect it to get worse and worse, and in the end, even his perseverance was unbearable.

After stopping cultivation, this itching gradually weakened, but it did not disappear completely, and this feeling as if ants were crawling over still existed.

Ahan touched the center of his eyebrows and found that there was no change in the center of his eyebrows

He groaned slightly, and mobilized a trace of spirit yuan to rush towards the center of his eyebrows, and as soon as his eyebrows were hot, a turbid speed of light shot out from the center of his eyebrows in an instant, shooting to the ground.

The rocks on the ground, rapidly weathered, collapsed one after another. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew, and smoke and dust flew up, and a hole more than a meter deep appeared.

His pupils narrowed slightly. He found that he had only absorbed the power of destruction for just a few tens of seconds, and the power had actually increased by as much as three layers compared to the light of destruction of the same energy.

However, he also discovered that when the light of destruction was shot out, the itching sensation in the center of his eyebrows had disappeared. To prove his inference, he attacked again with the same amount of energy, only to find that this time only a hole of about eighty centimeters deep had been created.

Ah Han couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, the power of this bloodline eye is indeed terrifying, but it is a one-time product, and it can only be attacked once, and as for the next attack, it can only absorb the power again.

The Three-Eyed Clan has the talent to drive extreme power, but they don't have the ability to truly master this power. It can only be borrowed, but cannot be incorporated into its own real power. However, this attack method is a good killer weapon to use as a key one, if you can absorb enough destructive power, you can take out a nuclear-level powerhouse when the opponent is caught off guard.

A twinkle in Ahan's eyes.

He sat cross-legged again, continuing to absorb the power of destruction.

This time, he lasted a little longer than the last time, but only for about a minute.

He was lying on the ground sweating profusely, resting his mind, this kind of itching was more unbearable than the pain, and it consumed a lot of his mood, only two short times, it had already exhausted his spirit.

However, after only lying down for ten minutes, he stood up again and assumed a strange posture.

He wanted to try what it was like to refine his body with the power of destruction.

This time he still spent a few more minutes in silence.

It didn't take long for him to feel a shock in his soul, and his spiritual power slowly poured into his eyebrows. Ahan's head suddenly ached, as if the countless spiritual power had suddenly been twisted to pieces by the power of destruction. However, the spiritual power still maintained a constant speed, and slowly flowed away.

At the same time, he felt a devastating aura spread from the center of his eyebrows, and one by one, one by one, gradually penetrated into his body and skull.

The area through which the energy flowed quickly lost consciousness. The feeling is indescribable, as if the body is gradually being eaten away by the force of destruction, and the control of the body is disappearing.

After a while, he seemed to be paralyzed, but his body still did not collapse, as if a mysterious force was supporting him.

If he could see it, he would find out. A slight explosion is taking place throughout **.

Although the electric energy is violent, compared to the power of destruction, it is like the difference between fireflies and the bright moon. There is no comparison. The destructive power that was as thin as a mist was quickly annihilated as soon as it was touched. A large patch of cells bursts.

The power of destruction, in the name of destruction, naturally has its powerful destructive power, this power is very dangerous, even if only a trace is rashly ingested into the body, it will cause a certain degree of destruction. Not only the power of destruction, but even other extreme forces, are not ordinary ** can be ingested.

If it is an ordinary person, even if he does not die at this time, his body will be severely damaged. However, the Three-Eyed Clan naturally would not create such a death-defying exercise. I saw that the part of the cell that was ruptured was entwined with countless filaments of spiritual power that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and as soon as it was broken and divided, several parts were recombined, the cell membrane flowed, and the crack quickly recovered and turned into a whole.

In just a few microseconds, the necrotic area was restored to new condition.

The power of destruction, the constant destruction, the filaments of spiritual power, immediately followed by the glue of cells together. In this rebirth of destruction. Cells are slowly changing.

Maybe it is the evolution caused by the oppression of the harsh environment, or maybe it is the absorption of a certain amount of destructive energy, the cells begin to change, they gradually become flexible, and the cell membranes gradually thicken, but the whole cell becomes smaller, and the cells become more compact with each other.

The power of destruction in the eyebrows was slowly released, and at the same time, the spiritual power was also rapidly draining.

Ahan's face was expressionless, his body sometimes became dead gray, sometimes ruddy, changing in turn, the frequency was amazing, it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye, and a trace of blood kept oozing out of the skin, looking extremely terrifying.

His body was rapidly emaciating, and the muscles that were originally bulging not like human beings, like pin-pricked balloons, were rapidly deflating, clinging tightly to his body, showing countless muscle textures, staggered and horizontal.

After half an hour, the destructive power at the center of his eyebrows gradually dried up, and the frequency of his body's color changes gradually decreased, and finally stopped.

His eyelids twitched, and he opened them suddenly.

He felt so hungry that he hadn't eaten for a week, and as soon as he moved, he suddenly froze.

He looked at his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

Is this still your own body? The originally strong body has become so thin now, I am afraid that when he goes out now, no one will know him.

He touched his skin, and there was no sign of sagging, but it was unusually tight, and it also had a silky smoothness, and now I am afraid that even a twenty-eight girl cannot compare with his own skin

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I'll make it up today and tomorrow.

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