With the fruits in your mouth, you haven't had time to taste this delicacy yet. In fact, the biggest effect of the fruit is to improve the realm of monks or fierce beasts, and the taste is just an incident.

Although the emerald green perception is delicious, for some monks, it is only used for tooth sacrifices.

This world is a fantasy world, in which there are countless kinds of spiritual objects, and there are even the essence of spiritual objects, and the alluring fragrance emitted is simply fascinating.

"Ten, Eleven ......"

Duan Yuan's speed of devouring the fruit was very fast, and soon Duan Yuan realized that something was wrong. I saw that the fruit that fell into the abdomen did not turn into aura and entered the main vein, but hovered in it, as if it was blocked by something.

"Huh, what's going on?" Duan Yuan was puzzled, although he couldn't see anything strange in his body, his intuition was to tell Duan Yuan that something was wrong.

At this moment, the squeezed aura converged on Duan Yuan's abdomen, and then suddenly mutated!

"Ahh Duan Yuan's abdomen was almost burst from the inside, and the green tendons burst out, and Duan Yuan felt bad.

In an instant, there was an aura escaping from his mouth, and he felt this kind of thing. In an instant, Duan Yuan understood, it turned out that the aura had accumulated too much, causing his body to have no time to absorb and refine.

The final result was to burst his body, and a trace of fear flashed in Duan Yuan's eyes. The aura was constantly surging in his body, like a wild horse out of control, and bursts of pain stimulated Duan Yuan's nerves.

The already pale and colorless little face flashed a blush for a moment, which was a sign that blood was surging uncontrollably.

Clenching his teeth, Duan Yuan wanted to tense his body, and the meridians, flesh, and bones of his body made a muffled thunderous sound.

"Ahh The bloodshot kept beating, and it looked very hideous.

"Could it be that I just died here?" Duan Yuan's mind flashed with this thought, "No, I can't! I can't ........."

Duan Yuan's end is not here, if he dies here, Duan Yuan is unwilling!

Deadly, Duan Yuan had no regrets, and he had no other grievances. It can only be supported by a tenacious mind, like the last dawn.

At this moment, he didn't feel any existence, and in his eyes, there was only a surge of thought.

The violent aura in the body was surging endlessly, escaping from the pores one by one. In the distance, white mist could be seen evaporating out, and from Duan Yuan's body, it was the white mist condensed by the aura.

Drops of sweat flowed down like streams. It was a river of sweat, and as the sweat flowed out, there were bursts of exhaustion and bursts of pain.

It's like being trampled by thousands of horses, like being scorched by endless fire. A sound of life power continued to pour out, his pale face was bloodless, the sweat was not flowing, and Duan Yuan, who had no breath of life, sat cross-legged under the ancient tree.

The aura contained in the fruit was too huge, and for Duan Yuan, this was tantamount to eating poison pills.

If the realm is insufficient, he swallows the fruit containing a huge spiritual energy, so that Duan Yuan has no life fluctuations at this moment. It's like dead, but it's not, it's an instinctive reaction, in a state of dead silence.

Duan Yuan's consciousness fell into a darkness, without the slightest fluctuation of time passing, and in this way, Duan Yuan didn't know how long he stayed in the dark.

I only know that this darkness is really boundless, and it is really terrifying!

Duan Yuan had no consciousness because this so-called consciousness body was just an illusion. True consciousness, or rather, this consciousness is just an empty shell, and the mind, which is the source of consciousness, is trapped in a more subtle place.

In the outside world, the aura is still pouring out. Although the fruit looks very small, that is, it is about the same as Duan Yuan's thumb, but it is an existence that even the giant snake is worthy of guarding for this, and he knows the extraordinaryness of this fruit from the side.

Maybe the giant snake can have the body and strength it has now, and it is inextricably linked to this vine.

Empty, Duan Yuan seemed to see something. It was a word, in his heart, Duan Yuan thought silently.

"Words?" Duan Yuan felt as if he should be going through something, but at the moment he didn't know anything.

It's like a newborn baby, without a single memory.

The immature little hand subconsciously grabbed the mysterious word, and Duan Yuan had a feeling that he had to get it. There is no why, this is the instinct that comes from the body, uh, to what should be called the deepest part of the mind.

That word jumped slightly in front of him a few times, and then fell into Duan Yuan's hand. Duan Yuan felt very strange, but like a baby, he didn't think about why.

Duan Yuan needed to see clearly what the thing in his hand was, and suddenly, a flash of light. I can't tell what color it is, because in the blink of an eye, the color of the word changes from black to white, and in a moment, it changes from white to face, and so on, and every color that exists or does not exist is constantly transformed, which is extremely weird.

Outside, Duan Yuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Then Duan Yuan opened his eyes, "Shhh

It hurts!

The first one who beckoned to Duan Yuan was an indescribable pain, and he almost fainted this time.

I saw that when Duan Yuan hadn't come back to his senses, an ancient word appeared in Duan Yuan's eyes, like a divine mansion in the vast universe, and like a master of endless .........

The indescribable breath opened, the ancient words slowly solidified, and finally all the light disappeared, as if everything had been exhausted. There is not a trace of brilliance!

Duan Yuan felt something beating, and then Duan Yuan's eyes froze, and then an ancient character appeared in his eyes.

There was nothing in front of Duan Yuan, and the ancient characters did not appear in the void, but were projected into the soul through Duan Yuan's soul, so that Duan Yuan could see it like this.

"What is this?"

Enduring the pain that came from his body like waves, Duan Yuan grabbed at the strange floating and mysterious words in the air in front of him.

Without the slightest touch, after touching the mysterious word, Duan Yuan was obviously stunned.

But with that grasp, a message came into the depths of his soul, like an eternal imprint.

"Lian!"

Without the slightest sign of opening, Duan Yuan spit out the word, and then the word "refining" flashed in his soul, as if expressing something.

Resisting the curiosity of inquiry, after understanding the meaning, Duan Yuan hurriedly or relied on the mystery of not being able to run the word "refining".

"Refining", as the name suggests, in Duan Yuan's understanding, this is a mysterious artistic conception similar to refining aura.

It's not a martial art, it's not a martial art. But there is an artistic conception in it, just like the origin, through which you can comprehend your own martial arts and other messy things.

Under the infection of this artistic conception, Duan Yuan became more familiar with his body, like a toddler to an adult, and his control over his body surpassed his original realm in an instant.

For a moment, Duan Yuan had a strange feeling, "Huh, what is this?"

Suddenly, with Duan Yuan's thoughts, he moved.

A strange wave suddenly emanated, and then spread to the depths of the body.

It's like thick ink blending into water, drenching everything little by little. At that moment, as if sensing something, Duan Yuan frowned as he saw something wonderful.

There are white ones, and there are red ones.........

There are also dragon-like things shuttling through it, connecting something. Then there was a burst of sounds, plop plop!

"Is this a heartbeat?"

Duan Yuan thought of something for a moment, and then controlled this wonderful thing to go towards the place where the sound came from, and arrived at its destination in an instant.

Outside, Duan Yuan's eyes shrank.

Swallowing his saliva, in Duan Yuan's perception, a jumping heart appeared in front of him, and he could almost feel the fluctuation of the jump, plopping and plopping.

But Duan Yuan's gaze was not here, only to see that the heart that seemed to be active came out, there was a small wound, and a trace of blood was spilling out. It is then solidified. Finally, a blood scab formed, and when the blood scab formed, there was another violent beat.

The blood scab is broken, and the thin blood scab is formed in an instant, and it is broken in an instant. In this way, the blood is constantly depleted, and then there is blood to fill the wound.

The wound was really small, but it was like a bottomless pit devouring blood.

Come back to your senses and withdraw from that state.

Duan Yuan's eyes were a little lonely, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

At this moment, the body is constantly wriggling, and the leaked aura is being recovered. The aura in the body was imprisoned by some kind of power, heading towards a meridian, which was the first main vein.

The main vein did not refuse, and constantly swallowed the aura into it, and in a burst of inexplicable ripples, a magical fluctuation spread.

The aura disappeared into it, and then transformed and warmed the main vein. This is what the monks call practice.

At this moment, Duan Yuan was already a cultivator of the Thousand Veins Realm, although he was only the lowest-level Thousand Veins Realm, he had already initially left the scope of mortals.

Subsequently, under this main vein devouring aura, more auras surged. The main vein is like a sky dragon, but there is also an end, and the main vein is not devouring the aura.

There was silence, and there was a faint aura floating around, like a mysterious existence hidden in the fog.

Then the aura received the traction of another main vein, and then went to another place. Gradually, this main vein is also saturated, and another main vein calls for aura, so when this main vein devours the last trace of aura, as for the empty body.

It's just that there are three main veins that are full of aura, and since then, in Duan Yuan's muddy nightmare, the aura has been exhausted.

Duan Yuan didn't know that he had already stepped into the Thousand Veins Realm, and his eyes were tightly closed. Sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, it is like a dead wood. The breakthrough of the realm did not bring any external changes to Duan Yuan.

However, two of Duan Yuan's main veins had already been activated, and there were constantly spiritual temperatures nurturing the main veins.

The mysterious word had vanished, as if it had never appeared.

It was empty, almost deadly.

On the edge of the sky, a dazzling light pierced through many obstacles, shining on Duan Yuan's little face, and the bloodless little face looked like a dead person.

It's just that the life fluctuations coming from my body are swearing that I am not dead.

Opening his eyes, Duan Yuan slowly exhaled.

"Another tomorrow!"

Duan Yuan was silent for a long time, a new day not only brought new hope to the book, but also represented the passing of the day for Duan Yuan. In other words, Duan Yuan's distance from death was once again pulled into a day.

Duan Yuan will not waste time, he sensed the main vein of his body at this moment Duan Yuan did not touch his body with his hands, if he had changed to become a monk before, he might have done so, but at this moment he already had spiritual sense and could sense the situation of his body, so Duan Yuan was using his spiritual sense to probe the main vein at this moment.

Seeing that the purpose was a gloomy main vein, Duan Yuan knew that it was the main vein that was not nourished by spiritual energy. This is stated in the Book of Revisions.

Then Duan Yuan looked in one direction again, his heart moved casually, he really didn't mean to talk. In this case, Duan Yuan's consciousness was completely pinned on his spiritual sense, like a white mist, and it was also a mist that could be waved at will.

"Huh!" Duan Yuan sighed lightly, and his spiritual sense disappeared with the emanation. Enveloping the three main veins, Duan Yuan immediately saw the aura in the main veins.

It's like a milky mist, full of spirituality. It seems to be the essence blood of heaven and earth, containing the mysterious breath. Fascinated for a moment, of course, Duan Yuan was only slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses.

"This is the aura, look good!" I didn't expect Duan Yuan to say this when he saw the aura for the first time, it was really a strange flower.

Then Duan Yuan felt the exhaustion from his spirit, and Duan Yuan knew that spiritual sense could not be used frequently, otherwise it would cause great damage to the soul.

Because spiritual consciousness depends on the soul, and the strength of the soul determines the strength of spiritual consciousness.

However, although it seems that the spiritual sense cannot be used often, when the soul is completely strong, it is completely enough to deal with the burden from the spiritual consciousness at that time, even if it is to work twenty-four hours a day, there is no problem.

Retracting his spiritual sense, Duan Yuan felt a burst of discomfort.

Then he said in surprise, "I'm already in the Thousand Veins Realm, but why don't I feel much power?"

Duan Yuan sensed his body, but he didn't actually feel any surge in strength.

However, Duan Yuan thought about it and was also relieved, after all, a monk is still a human being, and he can't ascend to the sky in one step.

Maybe the power is just hidden in the body, like a human face, and if it doesn't have the help of a mirror, then who can know what it is?

So it's the same with power.

Duan Yuan was ready to set off.........