The old man led the Eight Treasures Horse to the forest outside the village, and then slowly untied the thin line of the bamboo pole, but when he saw the Eight Treasures Horse, he turned into a mini pony ornament again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man slowly came to Leng Wenxuan's side and slowly put the pony ornament on Leng Wenxuan's neck. Then he looked at him, shook his head slowly, and headed towards the village alone.

After a while, the old man arrived with a big man. The big man was the man who was joking with the old man before.

"And breath!" The big man quickly came to Leng Wenxuan's side, put his palm between his nose, and then said happily.

The old man nodded with a smile, and then the big man picked up Leng Wenxuan and hurried towards the village with the old man...

In the middle of the night, in a house in the village, Leng Wenxuan's brows were constantly furrowed, and like this, after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and the first feeling was pain, and the pain was unbearable.

He endured the pain and slowly examined the injury, as if the internal organs in his body had been displaced, and every breath would be accompanied by severe pain.

Leng Wenxuan gasped slowly, looked around, vague places, strange places, unknown places...

"Elder God, are you there?" Leng Wenxuan kept calling in his heart, but after a long time, there was still no response from Elder Heaven.

This made his heart panic, and he remembered that when the attack of the Demon Heart Elder Dao came, it was the will of the heavens that came and he could barely take it.

Now there was no response from Tian Lao, and an ominous premonition gradually appeared in his heart.

He wanted to enter the Wild Mountain Domain to have a look, but he suppressed this thought. After all, this place is a strange and unknown place.

He remembered that when he finally put Murong Piaoxue in a safe place, he fell into the countercurrent river, and now it seems that he should have been rescued. There is always a good thing to be careful, and he decided to make a decision after getting acquainted with it at dawn.

At this moment, not long after Leng Wenxuan woke up, a force of qi and blood suddenly surged up in his body...

This qi and blood began to spread from the mouth of the heart to all parts of the body, slowly spreading. The pain in his body was reduced a lot, Leng Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then he became happy, he didn't expect that this time he would be a blessing in disguise and actually advance.

The barbarian has three layers, generating the power of qi and blood. This qi and blood mainly refers to the richness of the human body's blood, and the richer the blood, the stronger the power generated.

The barbarians are a group that majors in cultivating physique, but they are different from those cultivators who refine physique. The refiners major in the strength of the body, while the barbarians major in blood, and they believe that the reason why everything has life is that there is blood constantly flowing, and every flow of blood represents the continuation of life.

As the old saying goes: "The blood of all things is the foundation of their hearts, and their bodies are difficult to change!"

This is the barbarian's perception of cultivation, blood is all life, but in the final analysis, it is the source of blood. Taking people as an example, taking the heart of the human body as an example, its heart does not refer to the change of the color of the heart, and as for this change, it has to wait until the most fundamental realm of brute cultivation - the realm of brute blood!

The realm of the barbarian body is just to pave the way for the change of the color of blood in the barbarian blood realm.

The blood that constantly flows in the body is called qi and blood by the barbarians. The qi in the qi and blood means vigorous, and the blood in the qi and blood means the blood rushing. Qi and blood are essential for the cultivation of barbarians, and they are similar to the so-called aura.

Every battle, every penance, every opportunity, will increase the richness of qi and blood in the body, and will cause changes in qi and blood, which will pave the way for advancement.

However, every time one advances, the cultivator will enter a period of weakness, and at this time, he will either find a hidden place or use external objects to quickly complete the transformation.

Leng Wenxuan only felt that the power of qi and blood in his body was heading towards all parts of his body. He knew that this was the power to let his body gradually adapt to qi and blood. As a result, in the future battles, the power of qi and blood can reach the state of being used at will.

However, his situation is really bad at this time, and he doesn't know how long it will take for such a transformation to be completed.

At this moment, just when Leng Wenxuan felt weaker and weaker, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and his divine sense was considerable. A drop of crimson blood the size of a finger thumb, as if it had been attracted by some kind of attraction, separated from half of its chest, turned into the size of a bean grain, and then turned into thousands of blood streaks, surging towards the meridians of Leng Wenxuan's body.

But when I saw these thousands of blood threads, after entering the meridians, they mixed with the dark red blood.

"Boom"

A dull roar emanated from Leng Wenxuan's body, causing the diffusion of qi and blood to accelerate rapidly.

That drop of crimson blood was the blood that Leng Wenxuan had obtained in the hidden stone chamber.

Time passed little by little, and when the sky was just lit up, Leng Wenxuan only felt a shock all over his body, and then suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But in the dark red, there is a slight black. He knew that this was caused by the accumulation of blood when his body was severely injured, and now the blood of this stasis was squeezed out after the qi and blood penetrated his body.

This made his whole body smooth and the pain in his body was reduced. At this time, a strong stream of qi and blood floated in the air, then gradually weakened, and finally disappeared.

Leng Wenxuan knew that he had now completed the penetration of qi and blood through his body, and now the cultivation of the third layer of the barbarian had finally stabilized.

He thought of the strange change from before, and guessed that it might have something to do with the two drops of blood in Axetu, which was actually the case.

"Ahem!" Leng Wenxuan sat up slowly, coughed and gasped slightly, felt the changes in his body, and his strength increased again, about three and a half stones, and the result was beyond his imagination.

Unexpectedly, this time he was blessed by misfortune, not only did he not lose his life, but his cultivation reached the third level of barbarians, and advanced to the fourth level of barbarians.

He now has the power of qi and blood, and from this moment on, he can really be regarded as a barbarian cultivator.

Counter-current, two figures walked on both sides of the river at the same time, but seeing this person, a man and a woman, the two finally met on a raised boulder in the river.

"Senior sister..."Ji Ling looked at the woman in front of him with a slightly yellow face and a thin face, and said without saying anything.

"Senior brother, do you think he will go against the river!" The woman frowned, looked around blankly, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the bottom of the river and said.

"We've been there three times!" Ji Ling glanced at the direction the other party was pointing and said.

"Then he may go down the river!" said the woman, pointing above the river.

"We just came back from there, we've been there more than a dozen times, and we've been looking for a hundred miles!" Ji Ling shook his head helplessly.

"Senior brother, I, I know, he, he must be..." The woman pointed to the river under her feet and said slowly, but her voice gradually became quieter as she spoke.

"Drifting snow!" Ji Ling shouted, causing the woman's whole body to shake, raise her head, and look at him blankly.

This woman is one of the three heroes who escaped with Leng Wenxuan, Murong Piaoxue.

"No one would have thought that the sect would have encountered such a tragic encounter, as one of the three masters, you should take the revitalization of the sect as your own responsibility!" Ji Ling looked at her and said slowly.

"If he lives, he will definitely return to the sect, and if there is no news of him, it will be in vain for you to do so. Murong Piaoxue listened to the other party's words, and her body shook again.

"Let's go, the sect master has summoned me several times to ask if I have found you, I just responded yesterday, and the sect still has a lot of things waiting for us to deal with. After Ji Ling finished speaking, he quietly waited for the other party's response.

Murong Piaoxue took one last look at the Reverse River, and then her slender jade hand slowly clenched it, and she stomped her foot suddenly, her delicate body was like a sharp sword, and her anger pierced the sky, like fear, like anger, like self-blame, like evasion, she never looked back...

"Alas" Ji Ling looked at Murong Piaoxue's back, then looked at the Reverse River, sighed, and then flew away.

What the two of them didn't know was that the person they were looking for day and night was already a third-level barbarian cultivator at the moment, and he had the power of qi and blood...