When the medicinal power and aura entered his body, they began to flow out of the openings in the front and back of his chest, making it difficult to preserve them in his body, making it impossible for him to absorb them all.

That's what he's most worried about.

But even so, Dongfang Mo was desperately absorbing the remaining medicinal power and aura in his body.

Originally, the essence blood of the deer antler root was enough for him to cultivate the anode forging technique to the realm of Xiaocheng. He is confident that he will recover from this injury.

But now that he is seriously injured, it is even more critical, so he naturally can't cultivate. There is only a desperate fight to try to hit the foundation.

Only after breaking through and forging one's own Dao foundation, then the physical body will have a process of being transformed by heaven and earth, and in this process, it is possible to recover from the injuries it has endured.

At this critical moment, he didn't care about the blood gushing out of his chest. The only thing that can be done is to absorb, absorb, and reabsorb.

But despite his best efforts, he only lasted more than ten breaths before he began to stand up.

Because his injuries were so severe, the speed at which he absorbed them was not comparable to the speed at which blood surged. After a while, the essence and blood of the deer antler root were lost again, and it was exhausted.

"Ahem...... Wow! ”

With a violent cough, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. At this time, it is a little difficult to mobilize the mana in the body.

"Dongfang Mo!"

Nangong Yurou exclaimed, stabilizing his figure that was about to fall, and he had already cried into tears.

"Will you die on this mountain of bones?"

Dongfang Mo smiled bitterly.

He is not afraid of death, and there is no obstacle anyway. When I first told the story, I was too tired to live, and I was a little reluctant to die.

But now that he has stepped into the door of cultivation, he finally has a little pursuit, and he is not afraid, which does not represent his original intention.

"Hmph, I'm going to fight to the death."

Thinking that he was kicked and crushed by the black-clothed young man and shattered his internal organs, and then fell into the bottomless stream and did not die, and now on the bone mountain, wasn't he just stabbed with a sword, he would never give up easily.

"Since this method doesn't work, I'm afraid the only way to stimulate the power of that strange bloodline in my body is to stimulate it."

Relying on the essence blood of the deer antler root before, the power of the blood in his body was faintly stimulated, which was enough for him to refine all the essence blood. Maybe this is the only way to try.

So he desperately spurted out a mouthful of blood again, gritted his teeth and mobilized the little mana in his body, so that the blood in his body began to flow continuously.

But the more this happened, the more blood gushed out of his chest, and the more he lost his strength.

At this time, he was covered with viscous plasma, and the area in front of him was bright red.

After holding on for a while, he no longer had any strength, his body became weak, and he lay in Nangong Yurou's arms again.

It seems that if he wants to stimulate the power of the bloodline on his own, I am afraid that there is no hope, and he must have the essence blood of the deer antler root, or other elixirs of the same level.

But on this mountain of bones, where does he have any elixir.

"Huh! How did you forget about this? ”

Just when he was almost in despair, he suddenly let out a soft sigh, and then reached out and grabbed the storage bag, and took out a jade bottle from it.

Dongfang Mo poured the jade bottle and poured out something shaped like a dried seed.

This thing is the lotus seed that was found in the bottomless stream before, from the location where the old monk sat on the lotus platform.

Gu Guya said that this thing is called a lotus, and it bears a lotus flower and a lotus seed in its life. It is one of the Eight Treasures of Buddhism.

However, when he took this thing off directly with his hands because he was in a hurry, it caused the thing to wither, which made him feel a pain like angina.

Although he didn't know what the Eight Treasures of Buddhism were, judging from the tone of the old cheap bone of the bone tooth, he vaguely knew that this thing might really be difficult to estimate in terms of value.

So he reached out and grabbed it, and took out the bone tooth.

As soon as Gu Yafang appeared, he saw Dongfang Mo looking like a dying person, and his eyes were extremely stunned.

"Hey, boy, what's wrong with you."

I couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a little injured, you tell me, can you take this Zilian directly?"

Dongfang Mo didn't have the extra strength to explain to him, and asked directly.

"You want to use this thing to heal your wounds?"

The flames in the bones and teeth danced in their eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Not bad."

Dongfang Mo did not deny it. Although this lotus seed has been dried, since it dares to be called the Eight Treasures of Buddhism, it may have a miraculous effect.

"This ...... To be honest, I don't know. After all, I've only heard of the Eight Treasures of Buddhism, and I really haven't seen the real thing, let alone how to use it. ”

I saw that after he was silent for a moment, he spoke.

"He's dying, how can you still do this, you can help him."

Nangong Yurou looked at Gu Ya, her words were full of a begging tone, in her opinion, this skull must know something.

"Little girl, Grandpa Gu really doesn't know. Lao Tzu was disgusted when he saw monks in his life, how could he know everything about them. ”

"You ......"

Nangong Yurou wanted to say something, but Dongfang Mo tried to raise her hand and interrupted her.

With a frown, he picked up the shriveled lotus seed and looked at it in front of him.

"No matter!"

After a moment of silence, I saw his eyes narrow, and then he threw it into his mouth, mixed with blood and swallowed.

Seeing this, the flames in the bones and teeth' eyes jumped sharply, and they immediately regained their calm.

And Nangong Yurou had no choice, the only thing she could do was to hug him tightly and let the blood flow on her body.

At the moment when Yizilian was swallowed into his abdomen, Dongfang Mo didn't feel anything, as if he had eaten a seed that had no effect.

At this point, a trace of self-deprecation and relief finally flashed in his eyes. Maybe that's what he should have done.

However, just when he almost lost any hope, suddenly, a cool feeling flowed from his abdomen to his limbs, and in the blink of an eye, it flowed all over his body. At the same time, a rich lotus fragrance spreads out, making people take a sip and immerse themselves in it.

Dongfang Mo looked stunned, and the next moment he showed a hint of surprise.

Because he could feel that the cool meaning was filled with a gentle medicinal power.

So he no longer hesitated, and immediately sat upright and ran the law decision, leaving only nearly half of the blood in his body, and ran wildly, trying to stimulate the strange power in it.

Nangong Yurou straightened his body and touched his tears with his hand, not noticing that his face was full of Dongfang Mo's blood.

Although the tears glistened, he looked at him expectantly, hoping that a miracle would happen.

Dongfang Mo could feel the shriveled lotus seed, constantly exuding mild medicinal power in his abdomen.

But, that's not what he wants. Because these medicinal powers can make his law work, but he can't break through at all.

So under the encouragement of its mana, all of them rushed towards Yizilian, trying to refine it.

"Boom!"

And when his mana just touched the surface of a lotus, he suddenly felt a loud noise in his body. At the same time, I saw that his stomach suddenly propped up, like a huge round ball, and there was a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed greatly, and he was horrified to find that under the urging of mana, Yizilian was like a ignited gunpowder, which seemed to be dry, but the huge medicinal power contained in it, under the explosion, stretched his body up.

Moreover, the medicinal power was more than ten times more violent than when it was milder before. Far more than the impact of the deer antler root essence blood brought to him before.

Feeling that the medicinal power in his body was gathering more and more, his body size at this time was comparable to two Yue Laosan, and there was a tendency to change towards three Yue Laosan.

So there was a loud shout.

"Give Me Refinement"

"Buzz!"

The moment his words fell, the blood in his body suddenly lit up. This light was even brighter than the previous deer antler root essence blood. Apparently because the effect of a lotus far exceeds that of deer antler roots.

At this point, Dongfang Mo felt that the whole person seemed to have increased a lot of strength out of thin air, although it had not fully recovered, but the previous feeling of weakness had been swept away.

There was a hint of ecstasy on his face, and he finally activated the power of his bloodline. So without hesitation, he began to refine, and the medicinal power in his belly had almost exploded.

Next, you can see that his body has stopped growing and continues to grow, although it has not shrunk, it still looks like a ball, but it has stabilized.

"It's not enough!"

When I felt that the mana was recovering, it was not fast, and the blood in my chest was still bubbling out. Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth, and under the encouragement again, the mana suddenly rushed towards the lotus in his abdomen.

"Boom!"

An even louder roar sounded in the body. Suddenly, Yizilian's medicinal power exploded, and he saw that his body was once again stretched in a circle.

But with the crazy gushing of medicinal power, the strange blood power in his blood was also stimulated, and the light emitted was a little stronger.

Under mutual restraint, his body, which was about to be continued to be propped up, stabilized again.

Under the explosion of Yizilian's powerful medicinal power, he was already able to stabilize the injury. And because the medicinal power not only poured into the dantian, but also into the bone marrow, his blood was recreated, and the speed of chest loss formed a balance.

In this way, he would be able to concentrate on relying on the huge medicinal power to impact the bottleneck of the late ninth order, trying to break through to the peak of the ninth order.

As long as Yizilian can provide a steady stream of medicinal power, then he is at least thirty percent sure that he can succeed.

"Sure enough, there is no endless road."

……

Just when the strange bloodline power in his body was faintly stimulated several times.

At this moment, in a huge star field that is not known how far away, somewhere at a depth of hundreds of thousands of feet underground.

Even if he sits cross-legged, he gives people a figure that can tear the world apart with a gesture, and suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of star-like pupils, which seemed to contain two complete worlds.

The man was a man of about forty years of age, with a handsome face, and his hair was casually draped over his shoulders. From the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, it can be seen that his age is probably not like this.

At this time, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, as if his eyes could penetrate this infinite world, ignoring the rules and the existence of enchantments, and directly fell on a small Taoist priest in a Taoist robe in a starfield, and saw the scene where he was gritting his teeth and persevering.

"That's the blood of the deity!"

The old man's voice echoed throughout the dark and boundless underground, and in his tone, a faint excitement that was difficult to see in him for tens of thousands of years.