A month of dark and windy nights.

Song family in Qingyuan Town, Song Jingming's courtyard, in the basement.

This is a cultivation room specially built by Song Jingming for himself, because the martial arts he cultivated were inherited from the Blood Demon Sect in the upper realm, and his early cultivation was a bit bloody and inhumane, and he needed to be guided by the blood of living beings.

And the entire Song family has been refined into his blood supply machine by him, relying on the blood Gu given to him by the Upper Realm Connector.

Blood Gu is a kind of Gu worm specially cultivated by the Blood Demon Sect, this Gu can confuse people's minds, so that the parasitic person consciously donates blood without knowing it.

Under Song Jingming's control, some anomalies in the Song family were not known to others.

Those servants of the Song family who were taken by Song Jingming had their blood taken from outsiders, and their faces were a little pale and they were considered to be anemic.

At this moment, in the basement under Song Jingming's bedroom, there were six ancient characters engraved on the cold ground, which were the Blood Demon Sect's Blood Condensation Array.

However, at this time, what can only be called a simplified version of the blood condensation array in front of him, assisting Song Jingming to cultivate more than enough now.

There are many stone troughs around the basement, which are full of blood, Song Jingming still used animal blood to cultivate when he was a child, and when his cultivation improved, he only used human blood to cultivate.

Because human blood cultivation has the best effect, and the "Blood Demon Sutra" given to him in the upper realm also records that human blood cultivation is the best.

These dozen or so stone troughs are all human blood just taken today, but fortunately, the Song family has a big business and many domestic servants, and everyone will not make a fuss if they take some.

This is not to say that Song Jingming is benevolent, but in the territory of the Shangyu Dynasty, if there is a demonic path cultivated with human blood, it will definitely be crusaded against by the people of the rivers and lakes.

And in the upper realm, there is not so much trouble.

In the Upper Realm, no matter how you cultivate, no one cares, mainly because the Blood Demon Sect is strong enough.

As long as you are strong enough, the Demon Dao can also become the right path, and black can also become white, which is the case in the so-called world where strength reigns.

Song Jingming was sitting in the center of the simplified blood condensation array at this time, running the "Blood Demon Sutra" handed over to him by the upper realm, condensing the blood demon body.

The blood in the stone trough around him slowly flowed towards him along the formation patterns on the ground under the traction of his True Qi, and condensed into a blood ball around him, enveloping him in it.

The "Blood Demon Sutra" given to him by the usher of the Blood Demon Sect in the upper realm is a simplified version of the Blood Demon Sect's "Blood God Dafa", and it is only distributed to named disciples.

However, even the simplified version of the exercises of the registered disciples is a top-level existence in the lower realm, and Song Jingming estimates that it is at least a pseudo-heaven level exercise, not an earth level, but a pseudo-heaven level that is one level higher than the earth level.

This is also where Song Jingming's confidence so far lies

And the real Heavenly Rank Exercises are very few and far between, and only the Great Sect of the Upper Realm can popularize the Heavenly Rank Exercises and use them as the main exercises for the disciples in the Upper Realm.

Therefore, Song Jingming was eager to go to the upper realm and become an official disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.

At this moment, he was breaking through the tenth layer of the Blood Demon Sutra, and it was also the last layer of exercises that the guide gave him.

Breaking through this layer of exercises, his strength can break through the condensation realm, and the blood demon body is small, it can be said that in the small place of Qingyuan Town, there is no opponent!

In fact, Song Jingming's original strength was at the peak of the Fire Realm, but he usually had to disguise himself as a gentleman who didn't learn or know how to do it, so he revealed the strength of the Spirit Breath Realm.

At this time, he was about to break through the tenth layer of the Blood Demon Sutra, and then break through the Condensation Realm, becoming the youngest Condensation Realm martial artist in Qingyuan Town.

The blood in the eighteen stone troughs in the underground dark room had all been drained, all of which wrapped around Song Jingming's body, forming a huge blood cell.

Song Jingming continued to operate the mental method recorded in the "Blood Demon Sutra", and the huge blood cells continued to shrink, and finally gradually returned to nothingness, and strange and terrifying blood lines had already appeared on Song Jingming's body.

One of his eyes suddenly opened, and it was pitch black inside, and it took a long time to slowly return to their normal color, and the blood streaks on his body gradually faded, and everything returned to its original form.

There is also a person standing next to the dark room, he is Song Jingming's old servant from childhood to adulthood - Lao Wu.

Lao Wu is actually a slave of the Blood Demon Sect in the Upper Realm, with blood marks engraved on his body, and he cannot betray the Blood Demon Sect in his life.

The reason why he was in the Nether Realm was, on the one hand, to guide Song Jingming to help him cultivate, and on the other hand, to test Song Jingming and see if he could be an official disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.

It can be said that his identity and status are very important now, but after Song Jingming becomes an official disciple, he can be put aside.

Lao Wu saw Song Jingming's success, and stepped forward with a happy face and asked, "Young Master, have you broken through?" ”

Song Jingming nodded slowly and said, "Yes!" The Blood Demon Sutra is so powerful, and now I feel like I'm enough to destroy the entire Qingyuan Town! ”

Hearing Song Jingming's words, Lao Wu shook his head disdainfully.

You haven't really been to the Upper Realm yet, and you don't know what true power looks like! Your current strength is only worthy of being a pawn of the Blood Demon Sect in the Nether.

Lao Wu was feeling that Song Jingming's arrogance was unbelievable, and suddenly he felt Song Jingming's breath, and said with a surprised face: "Young Master, why are you still in the fire realm?" ”

Hearing Lao Wu's exclamation, a mysterious smile appeared on Song Jingming's face and said:

"Old Wu, didn't you say it? The realm of a martial artist does not have to rush to break through, you must do your best to squeeze your potential in a realm, so that you can go further in the martial arts. Isn't it? ”

Listening to Song Jingming's words, Lao Wu looked surprised, he did say this, but the cultivation method he said was for the true geniuses of the upper realm, and it was almost impossible for ordinary people to break through the limit of a realm!

Unexpectedly, in the Qingyuan Town of the Nether, an ordinary child who was accidentally favored by the deacon of the Blood Demon Sutra actually wanted to take this path.

At this moment, Lao Wu was ashamed of his previous contempt for Song Jingming, and he suddenly felt that the future of this young man in front of him would be limitless!

Song Jingming saw Lao Wu's expression, and he fell into a realm of intoxication.

I really hope to become an official disciple of the Blood Demon Sect soon!

The "Blood Demon Dafa" cultivated by the official disciple is the real heaven-level exercise, and the pseudo-heaven-level exercise "Blood Demon Sutra" he is now cultivating is already so strong, so what about the real heaven-level exercise?

I heard that becoming a core disciple of the Blood Demon Sect can also learn a technique that transcends the Heavenly Rank, what is the name of the Blood Lotus Divine Skill......

Song Jingming is not very clear.

There are also rumors that the Blood Demon Sect has a forbidden technique, the kind that destroys the heavens and the earth...... But only the higher-ups of the Blood Demon Sect knew......

That's even more boundless with Song Jingming......

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At the same time, the Wang family, Wang Yiming's small courtyard.

On the same night, but Wang Yiming's head was sparsely moonlit, and the bright silver moonlight sprinkled on his sturdy figure, shining brightly, like pure silver poured.

At this time, Wang Yiming was practicing boxing in his small courtyard, and there were only seven moves before and after, and each move was running very slowly, just like playing Tai Chi.

This is the seven-move boxing method that he reproduced from the golden light in his mind, this is the mysterious boxing method that he doesn't know the origin of in his mind!

But at this time, it is very crude, there are only seven movements, and they are constantly deduced back and forth, and the speed is very slow, and it doesn't seem to be lethal at all.

Wang Yiming practiced the "Daewoo Sword Supreme Heart Sutra", and his strange power had long exceeded the limit of a martial artist in the Fire Realm, but he found that he still couldn't break through the protection of the golden light in his brain.

In the end, he finally remembered one thing, he felt that he had never been able to break through the golden light in his brain, it was very likely that his spiritual strength was not strong enough, he was only strong in physical body now, but his soul was still weak.

But what Wang Yiming didn't know was that it was because he was reincarnated, had the memories of two lives, and his soul power was far stronger than others, so he could awaken the golden mark in his brain.

But this strength is not enough to meet the needs of this golden mark.

So he couldn't get a peek out of what the punch technique in the golden light was right now.

"But that's fine."

Wang Yiming read softly.

In these only seven movements, he felt a rhythm, very subtle, very ethereal, but Wang Yiming was sure that he had mastered this rhythm.

It's tiny, but it's enough.

With this wonderful rhythm, he is invincible in this town!

"Who?"

After playing a set of boxing techniques, he stopped to rest, and Wang Yiming, who was experiencing the wonderful rhythm, was keenly aware that someone was approaching his courtyard.

So he reprimanded.

"Son, don't be afraid, it's mom me!"

A beautiful woman playfully poked out a small head from Wang Yiming's gate.

The person who came was none other than Wang Yiming's mother in this life - Lin Tianyin.

Lin Tianyin, who is in her thirties, is already more mature and has a graceful and luxurious temperament, but her eyebrows still can't hide her naturally lively and lovely temperament.

Wang Yiming looked at his mother, who came to his yard in the middle of the night, with a puzzled expression.

Lin Tianyin walked in softly and said straight to the point: "Son, I heard that you are going to compete with someone tomorrow?" ”

Wang Yiming nodded, he made an appointment with Song Jingming in public, and it was not strange for his mother to know it.

Lin Tianyin took out a small piece of clothing from his arms and handed it to Wang Yiming, this was not ordinary clothes, but a protective armor made of Xuanjin silk.

Lin Tianyin said: "Son, my mother doesn't have anything to give you, so I'll give you this Xuanjin silk armor for self-defense!" Tomorrow's competition must pay attention to protect yourself! ”

The corners of Wang Yiming's mouth twitched, isn't it just a competition between young people? As for being so cautious? And his eyes were behind his mother's back.

Lin Tianyin saw that Wang Yiming had found out, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and another person outside the door also walked in, it was Wang Yiming's father, Wang Henian.

Wang Henian walked up to Wang Yiming with an embarrassed smile and said, "Son, this is our family's ancestral Shangfang sword, which will be left for you to use in martial arts tomorrow!" You've got to win! Win glory for our royal family! ”

Wang Yiming took the sword in his father's hand and said that it was Shang Fang's sword, but how spicy did Wang Yiming look like the toy sword he saw in the park in his last life?

But this was also his father's kindness, and Wang Yiming could only accept it.

As for the golden silk armor, Wang Yiming was even more embarrassed, he especially wanted to tear it to see if it could withstand his strength.

But when he thought about it, if it was torn, where would his mother's face go, so he would stop it for the time being!

In this way, this night, the two genius teenagers in our Qingyuan Town are ready for tomorrow's competition, and only Wang Yiming doesn't know what he does...... A big change is coming......