At this time, the soap-robed boy was about to use a high-level talisman to separate the two of them again.

Dongfang Mo also took out the set of low-level array flags and arranged them around.

So I couldn't wait to take out the Tissot.

Looking at the delicate and small shuttle in his hand, he bit his finger without hesitation, dripped the essence blood on it, and began to slowly refine.

After an hour or so, he opened his eyes, and finally completely refined the Escape Tissot, looking at the Escape Tissot who had a faint connection with his heart, his eyes were full of joy.

I couldn't help but go out and try the speed of this thing, but I guess I shouldn't let myself down. But then I thought that the city was now on strict alert before the war, and although there was no explicit ban on flying, if it was so ostentatious, I was afraid that it would cause unnecessary trouble, so I temporarily dispelled this idea.

However, when he thought of refining this thing, he found out that this thing carried the supernatural power, and it was difficult for him to calm down, and it took a long time to reluctantly suppress the excitement in his heart.

Then he took out the anode forging technique again.

Looking at the white animal skin in his hand, Dongfang Mo's expression moved, this thing is a bit like the fur of some kind of mink spirit animal, and the touch is delicate and smooth.

So he nodded, and set his eyes on the small words on the animal skin.

Three hours passed, Dongfang Mo let out a long breath, and his mind came back to his senses from this spell.

"It seems that this technique is really not something that ordinary people can refine, and as for the statement that it requires a huge amount of qi and blood, the old man is not lying."

"This technique requires swallowing abundant qi and blood, and constantly tempering one's own body, so as to achieve a solid body, and it is not a problem to shake the magic weapon."

But the kind of thing that only a hair is left and a drop of blood can be reborn, but it is a legendary realm, and for him at present, it is out of reach.

Moreover, before the cultivation of this technique to Xiaocheng, not to mention the pain during the period, it cannot be interrupted, and a large amount of abundant qi and blood must be taken every day, otherwise the previous efforts will be wasted, and you can only start again.

"It turns out that there are so many drawbacks to this exercise."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret it a little. Fortunately, the 200,000 spirit stones were not spent by him, so he didn't feel any pain.

After shaking his head, Dongfang Mo looked at this exercise again, and after making sure that there was no problem, he saw that he reached out and grabbed an elk beast, which was the transformed deer antler root.

The beast was caught in his hands, and his eyes were full of panic. Dongfang Mo could even feel the constant trembling.

Seeing this, he took out a small dagger, which he had looted in an attic in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land before, and it seemed to be a low-level magic weapon.

He took out another jade bowl, placed the elk beast in front of him, and then used the dagger to gently cut a small hole in its slender calf.

Suddenly, he could feel the elk beast trying to struggle, but he was holding on tightly to it.

Seeing the frightened look in this beast's eyes, Dongfang Mo didn't have any mercy, and he didn't want to kill it, just to take some blood.

"Tick ...... Tick...... Tick ......"

Just took three drops of the beast's blood, Dongfang Mo pinched it with one hand, and after a while, a strong vitality condensed in his hand and applied it to his wound.

Since he was originally a pure wood spirit root, this little beast was originally also an elixir, so the two were extremely compatible, and the vitality instantly melted into its wounds, and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo nodded, put the beast into the spirit beast bag, and picked up the jade bowl instead.

Looking at the small cloud of dark green blood in the jade bowl, a trace of hesitation crossed his eyes.

But this hesitation was only fleeting, and it was replaced by a touch of firmness.

Suddenly, he looked up and drank the blood from the bowl.

The jade bowl was also miraculous, and not a drop of it flowed into its mouth.

When the blood entered, Dongfang Mo only felt a warm and cool fragrance coming from his mouth, and it seemed that the blood of this little beast tasted good.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face instantly turned red.

At this time, he only felt a flame burning in his abdomen, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

"How can this be !!?"

He was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had only taken three drops of this beast's blood, which was already a small amount in his opinion, but he didn't expect the medicinal power to be so violent.

At this moment, he could already feel the anger burning in his abdomen, and a strong burning sensation appeared in his internal organs, as if they were about to be burned to charcoal.

So he didn't hesitate anymore and forced himself to sit up. According to the description of the anode forging technique, there are words in his mouth, and at the same time, his fingers pinch the trick, and the burning medicinal power in his body begins to refine, guide, and make it flow into the hundred veins of his limbs.

But as time went by, Dongfang Mo's expression became more and more painful, his teeth were clenched at this time, and the green tendons on his neck also bulged.

Bean-sized beads of sweat fell like rain, dripping to the ground.

As an hour passed, its body trembled and seemed to be on the verge of falling to the ground at any moment.

If he hadn't clearly known that if he gave up at this time, he might have been refined to death by the three drops of blood of the deer antler root, so he has persisted until now.

It wasn't until two hours had passed that Dongfang Mo's body trembled and slowly slowed down, becoming more and more calm, and his expression gradually relaxed, and in the end, he breathed evenly and his breath was stable.

After a while, I saw him open his eyes.

At this time, although he was sweating all over his body, he was extremely uncomfortable, but he felt a little strange in his heart.

"I didn't expect that after just practicing once, I felt that my body was much lighter."

Although he knew that his physical body at this time should not have changed much, the immediate effect of this technique still made him extremely satisfied.

However, what bothered him was that this technique needed to swallow qi and blood every day, consolidate the physical body, and if he wanted to reach the realm of Xiaocheng, according to the description in the technique, it would take three months if it was fast, and half a year if it was slow.

Of course, this is also determined by his own qualifications, as well as the strength of the qi and blood he swallows.

In other words, he will have to endure nearly half a year, and with his qualifications, maybe it will be even longer.

And after reaching Xiaocheng's realm, the pace of cultivation can be slowed down.

This is not to say that it cannot be accelerated, but this technique is extremely peculiar, after reaching Xiaocheng, the speed of cultivation will become extremely slow, even if there is sufficient qi and blood to provide it at all times, it is useless, the reason for this, this technique is not elaborated.

Dongfang Mo stood up, and after preparing to clean it, he found the soap-robed boy and talked about those magic weapons.

But when he just withdrew the small flag, his expression suddenly changed.

For some reason, he had a faint sense of crisis in his heart, which came suddenly, but he believed that it was not for no reason.

Just as his eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept around the stone house, which was not too big, he suddenly felt a cold aura coming from behind him.

Dongfang Mo suddenly turned around, and found that a palm had been pinched at his throat.

His expression changed greatly, and he didn't want to withdraw at this time.

After falling two feet away, a strange tree root had already appeared in his hand, and at the same time pointed at the figure and walked away.

"Click!"

Several extremely sharp and hideous dead branches drilled out of the immortal roots, and instantly strangled towards the figure.

But the next moment, the fierceness in Dongfang Mo's eyes was replaced by a touch of horror.

Seeing a flower in front of him, the black shadow seemed to disappear, and with his eyesight, he could only see a faint afterimage, which instantly passed through the dead branches in the sky, and was already on his side when it appeared.

At the same time, the figure reached out and touched his waist.

"Whoa!"

As the crisp voice sounded, Dongfang Mo only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and at some point, a soft sword had already been pressed against his throat.

The tip of the sword cut a small wound in its skin, and blood flowed down immediately.

Dongfang Mo's hair rose all over his body, and he was about to make a move, but the soft sword stabbed slightly, and the pain in his throat became more intense.

It seemed that if he moved again, the soft sword would pierce him in the throat.

"Hand over the Anode Forging Technique!"

At the same time, a hoarse voice sounded.