Qi Xuansu failed to escape from Yulan Temple after all.

One of his palms was severed, and he had to lie on the ground and wait for death.

Qi Xuansu watched Yanxiu's figure gradually disappear, turned over with difficulty, and became lying on his back, and then raised the "Xuanyu" in his right hand to his eyes, laughing at himself: "Is this considered a death for money, and a bird for food?" ”

Soon, Qi Xuansu felt the mighty divine power fall in the air.

Although all the dead things were not affected in any way, this divine power was to destroy all lifelessness.

In the face of such divine power, even if it is a celestial being, it must be dealt with carefully, even if it is an immortal or a Buddha in the true stage, he will die, not to mention that Qi Xuansu, an innate person in the Kunlun stage, has almost no chance of survival.

The next moment, the blood-red light completely engulfed Qi Xuansu.

In an instant, Qi Xuansu only felt that the flesh and blood all over his body began to peel off on its own, just like someone had poured green alum oil on his body, corroding into his bones, and it was nothing more than that.

Qi Xuansu's consciousness gradually blurred, and he still clenched the "Xuanyu" in his hand.

In a semi-coma, Qi Xuansu remembered the feeling of being stabbed in the chest by the assassin of the "inn" for the first time when he faced the line of life and death for no reason, and remembered the feeling of walking alone in the rivers and lakes for the first time and being almost cut by someone.

Is it going to die?

Qi Xuansu completely fainted.

Then Qi Xuansu had another dream.

In his sleep, Qi Xuansu saw a mountain, which was still a familiar scene.

A very high, dark mountain.

This time, there was no need for others to lead the way, Qi Xuansu himself climbed the mountain along the rugged path, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, and there was a woman's voice in the wind, which seemed to be muttering and singing softly. The silk silks on the trees on both sides of the path fluttered in the wind, like countless arms dancing wildly, and the path was paved with many flower petals, revealing a strange fragrance.

This time, there was no shout from the master, no whispers from Qi Niang, and no woman leading the way.

He went straight to the top of the mountain.

The top of the hill was still the same, a huge open space, and a large fire was built in the middle.

The difference is that behind this fire stood ten tall figures, and the light of the fire reflected their shadows for a long time.

The ten tall figures were shrouded in a shadow that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and only a vague outline could be seen, except for two blood-red lights lit up at the place of their eyes.

Qi Xuansu didn't expect that this dream would change and make new progress.

Although he knew that he was in a dream, he still felt cold all over his body, because these ten figures brought him great pressure, both kindness and hostility.

Then Qi Xuansu saw a maverick figure, compared with the ten tall figures that seemed to be giants, the eleventh figure was very small, almost the same as Qi Xuansu, as if it appeared out of thin air, and it was incompatible with this place.

She had no respect for the place, kicked over the fire, and laughed.

The other ten figures frowned, displeased, rebuked, and silent. There are also individual figures' eyes flickering, faintly showing a hint of cunning.

After a moment, the maverick figure seemed to find a little bored, stopped laughing, and stepped aside. Then the fire rekindles and illuminates the surroundings.

The light of the fire grew brighter and darker. Eleven figures stood between the light of the fire and the darkness, light and dark, and began to murmur.

In a moment, the whispering voice grew louder, as if it had traveled through a long and distant river of time to the present world. Let Qi Xuansu feel like he is there.

He opened his eyes wide and saw the outlines of the eleven figures clearly, and at the same time felt that the eleven figures exuded different breaths, flood, fire, sky, earth, life, death, light, darkness, time, space, soul, like eleven towering mountains.

At that moment, ten figures faded into the darkness, leaving only one figure to step forward into the firelight, revealing its true face.

Qi Xuansu finally saw the true face of this figure, it was actually a woman who was more than a foot tall, wearing a linen robe, standing barefoot, black hair like ink, hanging down to the calf position, bright red skin, her face was painted with weird oil paint, and behind her there was a strange totem similar to the formation map, green as green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face.

Qi Xuansu only felt chills all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

He didn't know what that meant.

At this moment, this tall figure walked towards Qi Xuansu.

The originally dazzling fire suddenly disappeared, the fire was extinguished, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

The ground under Qi Xuansu's feet shattered, and a hole appeared, and Qi Xuansu fell uncontrollably, drowning in the blood that followed, leaving only a bright red as far as the eye could see.

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The divine power like a river of blood enveloped Qi Xuansu, but the "Xuanyu" that Qi Xuansu held tightly continued to absorb, and there were more and more fine blood threads in the "Xuanyu", and finally the "Xuanyu" was completely dyed from a touch of turquoise to blood red.

At the same time, "Xuanyu" is also constantly being completed, gradually changing from the original shape of the crescent moon to the shape of the full moon.

At first glance, Qi Xuansu seemed to be holding a blood-red full moon in his hand.

It's a pity that no one gets to see such a scene.

This piece of "Xuanyu" has been impregnated with the power of incense for many years, and it is already in a half-opened state, and at this time, it is completely opened by the direct impact of divine power.

"Xuanyu" turned into a large cocoon and wrapped Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu's body gradually became transparent, the blood, meridians, muscles, and skin gradually faded away, leaving only pieces of bones.

Immediately afterwards, a series of bone shattering sounds came from Qi Xuansu's body, which were endless, and the bones in his body were slowly crushed by an invisible force. Just listening to the sound is terrifying, and the cruelty and horror are even worse than all the tortures of Qingluanwei.

Then you can clearly see that another invisible force was born in Qi Xuansu's body, quickly swimming along a specific vein, and the bones that were broken inch by inch were restored to their original state under the nourishment of this invisible force.

This process repeats itself, and with each remodeling, the bone becomes deeper.

If Qi Xuansu is awake at this time, then he will feel the numbness sensation from the bones of the whole body first, then this numbness will become itching, and finally from itching to heart-piercing pain, as if thousands of ants are gnawing at their bones, straight into the bone marrow, it is difficult to describe in words.

I was afraid that it would be difficult for Qi Xuansu to bear this kind of pain that was worse than Ling Chi, but at this time, he was in the deepest dream, but he was unaware of it, just motionless like a dead man.

After the bones are the meridians in the body, the eight veins of the strange meridians, the twelve veins of the main meridian, and the hundred bones of the limbs have been reorganized, all the misalignment and entanglement have been corrected one by one, and all the blocked places have been dredged one by one, which is comparable to washing the pulse and cutting the marrow.

Then there was flesh and blood, many dark wounds were healed, and even the scars on Qi Xuansu's body disappeared, and now he couldn't show Zhang Yuelu the losses he had suffered back then.

Qi Xuansu's severed left hand turned into a blood mass, constantly twisting, gradually changing into the shape of five fingers, and then shaping bones and meridians, then filling flesh and blood, and finally giving birth to skin, which became a whole new palm.

This scene is similar to the flesh and blood derivative realm of martial arts, but in terms of recovery speed, it cannot be compared with the martial arts of the Jade Void stage, and even has the speed that only celestial martial artists can achieve.

I don't know how long it was, it could be a day, or it could be less than an hour, Qi Xuansu woke up and turned around.

When he opened his eyes, although everything outside was still blood-red, the inside of the main hall had returned to normal, and he could see that this mighty divine power was slowly receding like the ebb tide of the sea.

Qi Xuansu sat up and calmed down, only feeling refreshed, the real qi in his body was circulating, and the hundreds of bones were moistened, and he seemed to have endless energy.

When he got together again, he found that his body was much lighter, and even if he didn't rely on his true qi, he could fly up the beam of the house in one leap, which was something that only a martial artist could do.

Qi Xuansu hurriedly closed his eyes and felt it, and then discovered a fact that shocked him extremely much, he actually jumped from the Kunlun stage to the Jade Void stage, that is, the Jade Ding realm of the scattered people.

The realm of the jade tripod is a step further than the realm of the inner dan where the qi and blood are unified, and it is for the essence, qi, and spirit to gather together in the entrance hall, and return to the one, such as casting the jade tripod. After stepping into the Yuding realm, you can rest and stop your pulse, breath and longevity.

This also meant that Qi Xuansu could cultivate the Zhongcheng method prescribed by the two Dao Sects.

One is the "Bigu technique", which is not very useful to fight with others, and according to the different levels of cultivation, you can greatly reduce your own consumption, from one meal a day to one meal a day, and then to the meal style and dew, until you don't eat the grain.

One is the "cicada metamorphosis" that was born from the "fake body" of the immortals, which can temporarily create a fake body to replace death, which is an extremely practical life-saving magical power.

But then, Qi Xuansu discovered another fact that shocked him even more, because he was so concerned about his own cultivation that he didn't notice that his left hand was actually back at the first time.

Qi Xuansu looked at his left hand, which was a little whiter and tenderer than Zhang Yuelu, and didn't know how to explain himself for a while. He remembered very well that Yan Xiu cut off his left hand with a hand knife, and the pain made him unforgettable, and it was impossible to remember it wrong.

But now the result is that his left hand has grown intact again, with fine skin and tender flesh, no calluses, and it must not have been connected.

Qi Xuansu immediately remembered Fang Cai's dream, and at the same time saw the "Xuanyu" in his hand, which had changed greatly.

Dream and don't talk about it.

It was as if the "Xuanyu" of the Blood Moon reminded Qi Xuansu of the blood-colored divine power, and he faintly had some kind of guess.

Could it be that "Xuanyu" underwent some kind of change after encountering divine power, and then this change acted on his body?

At this moment, the "Xuanyu" in Qi Xuansu's hand shattered silently, turned into fine sand, and sprinkled all over the ground.