Chapter 0217 The Wonderful Use of the Blood River**

Although Xing Tian was full of doubts in his heart, he did not train because of this, he still continued to accelerate, and always wanted to try Mo Sang's physical limit again. However, Mozán's performance has exceeded his expectations again and again, and his original plan was to run like this for at least three days to reach the current level, but this is only one morning, and it seems that the expected effect has been achieved. The master and apprentice ran wildly in the desert, Xingtian flew high in the sky, and Mo Sang ran wildly in the desert, whistling with a large amount of wind and sand along the way, causing a burst of sand and dust to fly, and from a distance it looked like a sandstorm. The two of them flew and ran, and as the sun set and gradually fell to the ground. Mo Sang was already able to see the oasis ahead with his naked eyes, and sure enough, as Master said, there was an oasis a thousand miles away. When Moisan saw his destination, he ran more cheerfully, and soon arrived in the oasis. Although it is an oasis, it is actually only a small forest, and in the center of the forest there is a small river, which is not too muddy, but it is crowded with all kinds of animals. Mo Sang ran to the oasis and saw that the master had fallen under a big tree at this time, so he walked over and sat on the ground panting heavily, not forgetting to talk to the master. "Master, the apprentice didn't disappoint you, did he?" Xing Tian nodded, and suddenly his expression became rare and serious. He walked up to Mo Sang, put a hand on Mo Sang's forehead and said solemnly. "Now, as the Great Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, I will officially teach you the secret technique of this sect: Blood River**. I hope you can cultivate diligently in the future and pass on my Heavenly Demon Sect. After Xing Tian finished speaking, a force was instilled into Mo Sang's body. What followed was some huge information, and Mo Sang carefully comprehended the essence of the catechesis in the blood river, and closed his eyes slightly. Blood River** is a secret art inherited from the ancient demon gods, and these exercises focus on the cultivation of the body's blood. If you cultivate this method to the extreme, you can turn into a river of blood, and you have the ability to devour the sky and the earth. Mo Sang was amazed while carefully looking at the blood river**. It's not the first in the Demon Gate, this blood river** is really powerful. The blood river can burst out some hidden forces in the body's blood through **, so as to achieve the effect of injuring the enemy or defending. The blood of the human body is the source of all power, carrying so much of it. When the blood is strong enough, it can carry more things, and the strength of the body will naturally become stronger. This exercise is cultivated to the peak, and it can achieve the body of the demon god, which can be described as an exercise that points to the peak. It is no wonder that Xingtian is so cautious and serious when he teaches it. Although Mo Sang has always been commensurate with Xingtian's master and apprentice, but the two have been together for a few months, Xingtian has not taught him the blood river **, it seems that he has been inspecting Mo Sang for a short time, and it is not until today that he is officially regarded as his own disciple. Xingtian has a lonely and arrogant personality all his life, and he is unruly and rarely accepts apprentices, and Mo Sang is his only apprentice. After Xingtian taught the blood river ** to Mo Sang, he said to Mo Sang with a solemn expression. "Disciple, bow and bow in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Sect for three hours. At this time, Mo San did not bargain, although three hours was a bit outrageous. However, Mo Sang was willing, because the blood river ** was worthy of Mo Sang. What's more, Xingtian has always loved him, even if he has already stated that he wants to use Mo Sang to find the Invisible Sword Venerable, Mo Shan can still feel the strong master-apprentice affection that Xingtian inadvertently revealed to him. "Although the Blood River ** is exquisite, it is also extremely difficult to cultivate. There are many ways to refine ** in the Demon Gate, but there are very few who only cultivate blood like the Heavenly Demon Sect. Although you have very high qualifications, you must not be anxious and impetuous, and you must cultivate in a down-to-earth manner in order to learn real skills. Mo Sang nodded and continued to bow down. Three hours passed slowly in Mo Sang's contemplation, and when Mo San got up, Xing Tian had already gotten a lot of herbs from nowhere, and said to Mo Sang. "If there is no daylight at night, the effect of your cultivation is not good. Therefore, I prepared for the master to let you practice alchemy at night, these herbs were collected for you along the way, and some of them were brought out from the Heavenly Demon Sect. You just connect it first, although the true qi has been sealed by me, the blood qi of the blood river ** can still support you in refining medicine. It's just that in that case, you'll have a hard time, but it's okay, you can cultivate your Blood River** operation proficiency at the same time. Mo Sang nodded and began to operate the blood qi in his body. The blood in the veins began to irritable at this time, like boiling water. Mo Sang felt that there was always inexplicable energy rushing out of his body, and Mo Sang slowly calmed down and carefully guided the blood qi in his body. With the operation of the blood river**, the blood qi in the body seems to have finally become honest. Mo Sang's blood river** began to guide the blood qi in his body to circulate according to his own wishes, and a blood-red energy appeared on the palm of his hand. It was the first time that Mo Sang had seen the power of this kind of blood qi, and this was not a formless and colorless true qi, but a real blood in Mo Sang's body. When Mo Sang's magic skills are cultivated to a certain level, the blood in his body can be urged out indefinitely, and even if he is seriously injured, he will never die due to excessive blood loss, and the blood in his body can be produced without restrictions. But Moissan's not yet there is that, and he can only rely on his body's instincts to make blood. Therefore, Mo Zan's use should still be as economical as possible, and the blood qi was quickly transformed into a pure flame power by Mo Sang, and the light blue flame was like a fairy in the middle of the night flashing with dazzling blue fire. Mo Sang looked at this familiar flame, and suddenly had a very intimate feeling. It was the first time he felt that the Hellfire would be so obedient to his will, and in the past, Mo Sang might have been able to control the Hellfire very skillfully, but it was as if it was voluntary, and the Hellfire would always struggle and resist a little, and it would take Mo Sang's extremely careful control to ensure that nothing went wrong. At this time, when Mo Sang used the blood qi generated by the blood river ** to summon the Hell Hellfire, he found that the Hell Hellfire was also as well-behaved and obedient as his own blood, no matter what shape Mo Sang wanted it to become, as long as his mind moved, the Hell Hellfire would obediently obey and turn into the appearance that Mo Sang wanted. Mo Sang excitedly played with the Hellfire in his hand, and couldn't help but fall in love with the mysterious and infinite Blood River**, he decided that he must cultivate this Blood River** to the extreme in the future, so that the Hellfire would not disgrace his reputation as a poisonous fire. Thinking of the happy scene of relying on the hell fire to kill all sides in the future, Mo Sang smiled proudly. >