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Ning Yan sat cross-legged on the corner of the wall, and if there was no support from the wall, he was afraid that he would fall on his back. There were more than a dozen jade bottles in front of him, and each bottle contained the essence blood of a demon beast.

He poured the demon blood into his mouth one by one and drank it, and his lips and teeth were full of strange sweetness.

The sword that Meng Chao disintegrated and burned pierced his body, and naturally also penetrated the splendid totem on his back.

The evil aura of disintegration Ning Yan was too familiar, and Ning Yan could only allow Meng Chao to be devoured by the fully triggered totem, just like he devoured his father Ning Xiaoqiu seven years ago.

This is no better than Ning Yan taking a trick to sacrifice the sleeping totem with Shouyuan, and after waking up, the bloodthirsty twelve Shura drained Meng Chao, and once again wantonly eroded Ning Yan's essence and blood.

This is the "catastrophe" prophesied by Merry Child.

Ning Yan was well aware of the greed of the Shura Totem, and he took out more than a dozen kinds of demon blood that he had asked for from Chenyuan Xuan before leaving, just to feed it and settle down.

It is true that the demon beasts of the Nether Realm are very poor, and they are not comparable to the snake blood of Ye Zhuqing's Ninefold Golden Pill Realm back then, but Ning Yan must give it a try.

Merry asked, "How do you feel?"

He wiped the blood from his lips, looked at the dozen or so empty bottles in front of him, shook his head and smiled: "If you say the taste...... Of course, it doesn't feel good, not only fishy, but also cold, sticky, far worse than the tea you brewed. ”

"Don't be cheap and avoid the question, I remember your Tieguanyin, the question is whether you can survive?"

The merry child Lin left Bi Xie Lu Ziyi around the hut, watching Ning Yan pour blood into his mouth bottle by bottle, and the strange smell of evil filled the room.

Ning Yan was silent for a moment and said, "I'll try again." ”

Everyone frowned tightly, and they all heard that he was not confident enough.

Lin Li glanced at him and said: "Don't be reckless, no matter how down-and-out this son is, he is a real person of life and death, if you want demon blood, I can give you a drop." ”

Ning Yan smiled and clasped his fists: "Second Brother Lin is a good person. But I don't think you need to hurt your own blood for the time being, I can try to break through the realm first. ”

"Don't bother me, don't you have something to say, the scourge lives for a thousand years, I think I can still harm people, don't worry. ”

It's just that his face is so pale that people can't laugh.

After the four of them left, Ning Yan sat alone in the hut, and did not light the lamp, and the cold moonlight poured from the night sky to the ground, cut into pieces by the carved panes.

Ning Yan took a deep breath, turned his back and touched the back of his heart, the wound there had healed, but there was still his cold and fiery blood, staining his life red.

He touched something uneven, it was the embroidery thread of the totem, and even though Ning Yan's body had been pierced, those lines were still coherent.

They are not threads that can be cut in the traditional sense, they are tangible and insubstantial, they are symbols of killing, they are the way of sin, and they are the causes and causes of cutting off the chaos of unbroken reasoning.

Ning Yan looked at the place where the totem was located by the method of internal vision, the entire back was distant and blurry and difficult to see, and the silk threads connected his meridians and flesh, extending to infinity, and he couldn't see the appearance of the totem at all.

Ning Yan lowered his eyelashes and said silently: "If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent." ”

He stretched out his hand and touched the Sumeru stone, and arranged one hundred and eight Xuanzhen stones around him, vaguely resonating with each other to form the simplest formation.

He drew an afterimage with both hands, and quickly punched out the seal, each gesture faintly fitting the Dao of Reason. Heaven and Earth were pulled towards him by some strange pull, forming a black-and-white cocoon of light that enveloped him.

Ning Yan's expression was calm, his heart was facing the sky, hugging Yuan Shouyi, as if he had forgotten that the totem was sucking his essence blood.

Seven years ago, he was knocked unconscious by Meng Zhi and dispersed the virtual image of Shura, slowing down the devouring speed of the totem, and then supplemented it with Ye Zhuqing's natal essence blood, so that he continued to live for seven or eight years.

Seven years later, the Shura Phantom did not appear, but Shura's appetite was several times greater than seven years ago, and the devouring speed of the Shura Phantom was not slower than the original Shura Phantom.

The moment when his blood dried up was his only chance. He couldn't refine his true qi because of the demon blood, so he allowed his blood mixed with demon blood to be devoured, betting that he could break through to the sky in one go, and then refine the new demon blood to continue his life.

If this is the case, he must never stop replenishing the essence in the future, but after all, he can survive for a few years, and there may be room to break through the realm and prolong his life.

The difficulty of this is very great, from leading the sky to seizing the sky, it is necessary to break three big bottlenecks and six small bottlenecks in a row, even if Ning Yan has accumulated five years and has already reached the hundred veins, he does not dare to say that he is sure.

Ning Yan closed his eyes and looked inward, watching his blood slowly flow along the blood veins, flowing to his back and disappearing after touching those tangible and intangible embroidery threads.

He obviously couldn't see it, but he clearly knew that the twelve Shura Demon Gods were hideous but serene, calmly sharing his mixed demon blood, like old friends sitting around a table drinking and negotiating.

But he knew that once the supply of essence blood decreased, the twelve Shura would instantly turn against each other, use his body as a battlefield to fight, and plunder everything that belonged to life.

Ning Yan quietly waited for the time to come.

When the last trace of essence blood was devoured by the splendid totem, Ning Yaner opened his eyes, and his pupils quietly melted, turning into a yin and yang fish and slowly circulating.

His fingers changed and played dozens of tricks, and his fingers were like lotus flowers blooming.

Ning Yan shouted lightly: "Heaven and earth are infinite, yin and yang are incomprehensible, ten thousand laws are too one, and they are collected in the body!"

This is the breakthrough mantra of "Taiyi Yin and Yang Ci". The power of heaven and earth swept towards the yin and yang light cocoon formed by Ning Yan, roaring like an invisible storm.

Ning Yan exhaled deeply, inhaled it into his body, and used the rudimentary form of true qi to push it to circulate in his body according to the route of the exercises.

The power of heaven and earth runs for thirty-six weeks, and it is refined into true qi, which contains majestic energy and the majestic majesty of heaven and earth.

There is a qualitative difference between the true qi and the true qi prototype, the true qi prototype is just the quasi-true qi derived in the body by the cultivator's own breath after relying on the power of the lotus heaven and earth, which is mixed and impure, while the true qi is the essence extracted completely from the power of the endless heaven and earth in the outside world.

Ning Yan's mind moved slightly, pulling his true qi to penetrate his whole body. His bloodline had been depleted, and the demonic qi had faded to the extreme, and the introduction of true qi into his body at this time did not cause the true qi to collapse.

This made Ning Yan breathe a sigh of relief, he was exhausted, hanging by the will of his soul, his consciousness was already a little blurred, and the time that could be used to break through the realm was no more than a stick of incense, and he really couldn't withstand a trace of change.

He dispersed the original technique, put his palms in front of his lower abdomen, and gathered qi.

One hundred and eight Xuanzhen stones emitted a faint white light, releasing the power of pure heaven and earth compressed within them for Ning Yan to absorb and refine.

The inheritance of the heavenly realm inherits the true qi, the heavenly realm leads to the meridians, and the heavenly realm seizes the creation, which is the key between the realms.

For the lower realms, most of the time after entering the country is just a process of accumulating energy, which is based on quantitative changes, but the real qualitative changes still require the practitioner's understanding of the realm.

Ning Yan's soul sank slightly, but his consciousness slowly rose upward. Generally speaking, cultivators who draw the power of heaven and earth into their bodies to refine their true qi need to have incomparable devotion to heaven and earth, and pray for heaven and earth to bestow their original breath on them.

But Ning Yan has never had pious reverence for heaven and earth.

Ning Yan urged the refined pure and pure qi in his mind, silently recited the mantra of "Taiyi Yin and Yang Ci", dissociated it into yin and yang qi, rotated it into a round of Tai Chi at the dantian, and forcibly pressed it into the body!

The true qi instinctively escaped outward, and Ning Yan forcibly suppressed it, and the acupoints and even the pores of the whole body were tightly sealed, locking the true qi.

This is actually a refining technique that can only be performed in the Heaven Conquering Realm, and it is impossible to comprehend the Heaven Attracting Realm under normal circumstances, but Ning Yan can't use the usual theory. Conquer the heavens and the earth, why wait until the heavens are conquered?

He snatched his true qi away, as if he heard a silent sound of shattering, and his cultivation was no longer limited by the realm in an instant, and continued to skyrocket upward!

Inherit the heavens!

After breaking through the bottleneck, the ascension within the Chengtian Realm only needed to accumulate the power of heaven and earth, Ning Yan ran the exercises with all his strength, and his breath was deep, and the power of heaven and earth in the Xuanzhen Stone was refined by him with the method of seizing the sky.

His cultivation accumulation is not deep enough, and he has not yet reached the heaven-grabbing realm, but the realm, or the ability that can be displayed, is already heaven-seizing and even heaven-opening!

Ning Yan's years of accumulation had already made him understand the bottleneck, otherwise he would not have been able to invoke the Heavenly Dao to help Bi Evil break through the realm with a word when he was in Yangcheng.

With the help of the power of the Xuanzhen Stone, he wantonly absorbed the true qi, and the momentum of his cultivation was like a sharp sword breaking through the bamboo.

He could feel that his realm level was gradually detached, and every time he integrated a little bit of true qi, he took a step closer to the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and his life was faintly more in line with heaven and earth.

This kind of exhilarating feeling has not been able to experience it in the past five years since Ning Yan reached the peak of the heavens at the age of twelve.

In ancient times, there were sages who discussed the nature of cultivation and divided it into two parts: "Shuntian" and "Anti-Heaven".

Cultivators follow the Heavenly Dao during the period of low realm, and move closer to the Heavenly Dao in order to improve themselves. When the realm is high enough, the practitioner can comprehend the Heavenly Dao to the extreme, and the differences and contradictions between the human body and the natural universe will be magnified and highlighted thousands of times, and they will not be unified.

Cultivators who have reached this point and want to make breakthroughs can only go against the heavens, create new methods on their own, and continue to improve their cultivation realm. Today, this theory has become the axiomatic consensus of 100,000 cultivators.

Rongyuan, Jindan and even the Void Sea all belong to the lowly realm, and they should practice in accordance with the heavens, so that they can get closer to the heavens and the earth, and the Tao is natural.

This is talking about the body structure and the cognition of the Dao, but in terms of state of mind, the slightly gifted cultivators undoubtedly retain an ambition against the sky.

The Xuanzhen stones have been dimmed one by one, and after they are extinguished, they will be broken into dust and make a very slight sound. All the energy released by the Xuanzhen Stone was absorbed by Ning Yan and turned into wisps of true qi and stored in his body.

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Tell me something sad. The author's mind is on the novel this semester, and the final grades are probably miserable. Merry is a newcomer, and when he was a child, he had a strict family education, and he didn't even touch a computer before college, so he was severely handicapped. The key is also academics, everyone looks at the data of the book to know that the manuscript fee is not enough for electricity, I still have to rely on the professional food in the end, and I have to collect the heart to ensure the grades next semester. So before I practice my hand speed, the speed of the update is estimated to be the only way. I hope you understand long live.

After the exam, I was really depressed. And I know that I am afraid that I won't even be able to eat full attendance after being disabled on the shelves, so I have to be cheeky and ask for a reward, hoping to make up enough for the bottom line of the manuscript fee and comfort the girl's injured little heart. Thank you.