"No need to be polite!"

Wu Weizong glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Luo Chen, revealing a smile.

Yu Ziqing looked at Wu Weizong's eyes, and secretly glanced at Luo Chen beside her, and an unknown look flashed in her eyes.

Fengsheng Pond, located in the royal ancestral hall of Wuji Palace, is one of the most precious and sacred treasures in Lingwu County.

The ancestral hall of the royal family is the place where Lingwu County worships the county kings of previous dynasties, but it is not the place where Lingwu County holds a ceremony to worship the heavens every year and worship the ancestors.

The ancestral hall of the royal family here is enshrined, and it is the holy appearance of the four palace masters of the Nylon Dynasty.

The four palaces are the Moxu Palace, the Reward and Punishment Palace, the Martial Arts Palace, and the Tiansuan Palace.

The four palaces are in charge of the world, and the lord of the four palaces is the supreme figure in the dynasty under the emperor Song Qianqiu.

They are also the most powerful saints in the Red Dust Heaven, and they are admired and worshiped by the world.

The Wind Sacred Pond is located under the royal ancestral hall.

The construction of the royal ancestral hall on the Wind Saint Pond is also to preserve the essence and blood power of the Wind Saint for a longer time.

After the fall of the Sage, although the Holy Body and Holy Blood are claimed to be immortal, they will one day be weathered, and finally return to the heavens and the earth, becoming part of the Heavenly Dao.

Concealing the Wind Sacred Pool under the ancestral hall can prolong its life so that it can benefit more future generations.

After seeing the four holy figures, many warriors knelt down and worshipped, very religious.

Even Wu Weizong showed great respect and said: "The Martial Arts Palace dominates the world's martial arts doctrines, is in charge of the world's martial arts sects, and the world's large and small martial arts classics are all compiled by the Martial Arts Palace, so that the world's martial artists have books to follow and martial arts to learn." In particular, you should pay the highest respect to the holy appearance of the Martial Arts Palace Master. ”

"The palace master of the Martial Dao Palace! Great power and great virtue, the world respects! Immortal and immortal, martial arts is the only one!"

The Martial Arts Palace is in charge of all the martial arts in the world, and it is more famous than the other three holy palaces.

Many warriors knelt down in front of the court and sang loudly to the master of the martial arts palace.

There were only a few people, who did not bow and did not move, but only paid a little respect to the four holy ministers.

Who is the palace master of the Martial Arts Palace, it is Gu Xuyuan, and it is wishful thinking that he wants Luo Chen to bow down to him.

Luo Chen's face was cold, without a trace of respect, this Gu Xuyuan, who was respected by the world, was extremely greedy and had slaughtered many geniuses, and the Huoli Dragon Emperor was one of them.

The most important thing is that Chi Ling'er's father was also imprisoned in the imperial capital by him, and his life and death are unknown.

Now he has become a thorn in his side, wanting to eradicate himself and take the exercises for himself.

It is ridiculous that such a villain can be admired by the world.

But it's useless to say anything now, the strong in the martial arts world are respected, and now in front of him, he is just an insignificant ant, and he must become stronger and stronger than anyone else.

Luo Chen calmed down and found that Yu Ziqing was also standing there, and he said, "Miss Yu, why didn't you go to bow?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You should ask yourself this? Why didn't you bow down, but I saw disdain and resentment on your face." ”

"I worship only heaven and earth and my parents. Luo Chen said.

"Really?" Yu Ziqing's eyes showed a suspicious look, and Luo Chen's look at the Martial Dao Palace Palace Master's holy appearance was definitely more than that.

"Why don't you worship?" Luo Chen asked.

Yu Ziqing suddenly had a confident look on her face, and said: "The martial arts are slim, the immortal is reckless, only the true immortals are the ones I admire." The realm of saints, I can reach it one day!"

"The martial arts are insignificant, the immortal dao is reckless!I have been taught!" Luo Chen was shocked by Yu Ziqing's words, a different color appeared in his eyes, and there was a supreme power surging in his body, and he suddenly had an inexplicable epiphany.

Luo Chen noticed the strangeness in his body and muttered, "Have I already touched the threshold of the sixth layer?"

It turns out that the sixth rebirth is not only a battle of life and death, but also an understanding of martial arts.

Only by moving forward can we break through the shackles and reach the sacred martial arts realm.

Whether it is a god or a saint, it is by no means the end he wants.

Isn't this kind of artistic conception just like the invincible sword intent pursued by the same sword cultivator?

It turned out that the Immortal Qin Shi Huang Master had written this will into the Kunlun Sword Technique.

Wu Weizong looked at a few martial artists who did not bow down, especially Luo Chen, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

After everyone knelt down reverently, Wu Weizong led them to a secret passage in the ancestral hall of the royal family, and walked down the stone steps step by step, towards the underground.

"It smells terrible!"

"The smell of blood is full, it's the smell of blood. ”

"Didn't you say that the blood of the Sage is incomparably pure, like the water of the Heavenly Dao?"

Before I saw the Wind Saint Pool, the unpleasant smell of blood made several girls who entered the Wind Saint Pool to cultivate cover their noses.

Under the leadership of Wu Weizong, they finally came to the underground world where the Wind Saint Pool was located.

The ground beneath his feet, originally paved with extremely hard four-grade spirit martial stones, was now corrupted by the Holy Blood and became extremely soft.

When you step on it, it's like walking on a sponge.

The whole underground world is like a rockery stalactite cave hanging upside down.

In the center, an ancient altar built at the cost of 10,000 boulders was built, and a huge blood-colored pool was excavated, which was the Wind Sacred Pool.

The pool is 100 zhang long and 100 zhang wide, and it is huge.

The water of the pool is extremely red, you know, just a drop of the essence blood of the saint can dye the entire pool water blood-red.

From the Middle Ages to the present, even the power of the Sage's essence and blood has been worn off by more than half of the long years.

But the blood in the pool is still tumbling, setting off layers of huge waves, which makes people feel extremely shocked.

Wu Weizong looked at the Wind Sacred Pool, and said with emotion: "When I was young, I also entered this Wind Sacred Pool twice, the first time was to step into the Spirit List, and the second time was to give me another opportunity to enter the Wind Sacred Pool to cultivate. ”

"The history of this Wind Saint Pool is much older than that of the Lingwu County Kingdom, it has been inherited from the Middle Ages, and it has lasted for millions of years, and a drop of the essence blood of the Wind Saint Lord is still extremely powerful. This Wind Sacred Pool has witnessed the change of dynasties of all generations, and before the founding of our Lingwu County, there was a huge and incomparably large God Dynasty here, which was one of the best overlord-level dynasties in the Wind State. ”

But in the midst of a huge apocalyptic catastrophe, he was destroyed by a demon god of the world. Now that my Lingwu County has obtained this Wind Sacred Pool, the former Divine Dynasty is still disappearing from history. ”

"You should enter the Wind Saint Pool to cultivate now! You must remember that the essence and blood power in the Wind Saint Pool is very domineering, if you really can't hold on, leave the pool immediately, don't hold on. Otherwise, your life may be in danger. Wu Weizong said solemnly.

After hearing this, everyone's faces also changed, and many of them had solemn faces, obviously hearing the elders of the family mention the danger of this Wind Sacred Pool, and if they wanted to get a greater opportunity, they would need to endure more pain.

"Uhh

A few teenagers still stepped into the Wind Sacred Pool first, and as soon as they came into contact with the blood water, they let out a miserable cry of pain from their mouths.

Their faces were painful, their skin and flesh were melted by blood, the flesh was blurred, and white bones were faintly visible on their legs.

They had to tighten their teeth, and they all operated their true qi, and all kinds of heavenly rules were blessed on their bodies to resist the erosion of blood and water.

"If you resist the essence of the blood, the essence of the blood will not be able to penetrate into the bone marrow, and you will not be able to have this opportunity. Wu Weizong reminded lightly.

"If you want to be baptized in the Wind Sacred Pool, you must have extraordinary willpower and endurance, which is also a kind of tempering. ”

Those teenagers became Spirit List Martial Artists in order to be able to enter the Wind Sacred Pool and absorb the power of essence and blood to improve themselves and make themselves stronger. They no longer let out their true qi, and once again suffered the pain caused by the erosion of blood and water, and the pain made their faces red and miserable.

But as time passed, their faces gradually regained their calmness, and instead of shouting, they began to enjoy themselves more and more.

Luo Chen stood by the Wind Saint Pool, and could clearly feel that the essence and blood power of the Wind Saint was baptizing them, burrowing into the flesh and meridians through the wounds eroded by the blood and water, and merging into the blood and bones.

The aura on their bodies has become more and more sacred, this is the cultivation artistic conception brought by the power of essence blood, which can temper their bodies and souls in an all-round way.

Wu Weizong looked at Luo Chen and said with a smile: "Why haven't you entered the Wind Saint Pool, remember, the power of essence and blood is very strong, don't stay too long, otherwise the flesh and blood of the whole body will be sucked by it, and then you will have to worry about your life." Get out in time, and don't be nostalgic for the power that the power of essence and blood brings to you. ”

Luo Chen was a little puzzled, this right-hand minister who was extremely powerful for a while, had a very friendly attitude towards him, and patiently told himself so many words.

But he didn't think much of it, maybe because he went down in the end.

He looked at the boiling blood, slowly closed his eyes, and stepped into the Wind Sacred Pool.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, and Luo Chen vaguely saw that his body was gradually being sucked up, becoming blurred with flesh and blood.

The sensation was as painful as a bayonet scraping a bone.

However, this pain quickly eased, and Luo Chen only felt that the supreme power in his body was gradually replenishing the disappeared flesh and blood, and he was fighting fiercely against the power of sucking blood and water.

However, the power of essence and blood penetrated into Luo Chen's broken wound unimpeded, and an incomparably hot burning sensation surged in Luo Chen's body.

That kind of burning, but it is not fire, but the power of blood essence to evaporate the dirt.

The power of essence and blood was infinitely removing the dross from Luo Chen's body, his heart was beating violently, and his true qi was rapidly running within the sixteen meridians that he had cultivated.

Luo Chen vaguely felt that the seventeenth meridian, the Chong vein, was forming.

This feeling is so beautiful, like bathing in the Heavenly Dao and receiving the baptism of this Heavenly Dao. The power of this essence blood is so powerful, it directly opens up my pulse and forms it. If you can bathe in this Wind Sacred Pool for a long time, you may be able to open all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and your physique will take a leap. I can't afford to waste this opportunity!"

Luo Chen found that the farther the Wind Saint Pool went, the more hot and tumbling the blood water became, and the pool water became deeper and deeper.

Luo Chen's heart was crossed, and he strode directly towards the center of the Wind Saint Pool.

After only seven steps, the blood spread above his waist.

The more the body comes into contact with the blood water, the easier it is to absorb the power of the essence blood, and at the same time, the more powerful the blood water absorbs.

Gradually, the power of blood and water absorption gradually equaled the power of the supreme power of repair, and even had a tendency to overtake.

Luo Chen's face became very painful, and a huge pain hit him, making him a little confused.

"I can't get lost!

Luo Chen bit out the blood from his tongue and took another step forward, and a greater pain came, making his consciousness suddenly sober up a lot.