Warm sunlight filtered into the room through the cracks in the window, dotting the room with tiny flickers of light.

On the wooden table in the room, there was a wooden bowl full of cyan liquid, Qiu Lei picked up the wooden bowl, drank the liquid inside, only felt a hot air flow from his throat into the body, and a hot air rose from his body, Qiu Lei did not dare to slack off, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands were crossed, and a strange knot was made, his eyes were closed, and his luck was dantian.

Qiu Lei's chest rose and fell slightly, every breath was filled with a sense of rhythm, the surface of his body was slowly soaked with sweat, and streams of cyan heat spread out from every pore of his body!

The skin of his whole body began to become hot, as if he was roasting on a steamer, and the boy's eyelids twitched slightly as time passed.

His little face, which had turned red, gradually revealed a jade-like luster.

Qiu Lei could feel the abundant aura in his veins, and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in his body were all restless, but he didn't stop there, his eyes were still closed, and he was calm and concentrated, keeping his body in the best cultivation state.

He could feel that within his body, the cyan liquid he had drunk before had turned into a stream of green qi, constantly flowing up and down his body, burrowing into Qiu Lei's flesh and bones, refining his muscles and veins!

With the help of the cyan gas, with the qi contained in his body, he continued to impact towards the second meridian in his body, "Du Mai", Qiu Lei followed his father Qiu Xiaotian told him the method of rushing the pulse, so that the qi inside the body continued to fill the three major acupoints of the Du Mai, but whenever Qiu Lei's qi traveled to the center, he would feel a sense of stagnation, Qiu Lei's closed eyes trembled, he frowned, paused luck, and his dark and bright eyes suddenly opened!

"How so?"

Slowly exhaling a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest, Qiu Lei shook his head, sighed and said: "Why is it not impossible, I have obviously opened the three acupoints of the Ren Mai, and I am only one step away from being able to open up the Du Pulse and enter the realm of the Second Rank Pulse Master, but why do I feel a sense of stagnation every time I rush to the pulse, even if I drink the tiger bone wine refined by the Qingqi Demon Tiger!"

Although I have become a Pulse Master, my body and talent do not seem to have changed at all, so it will take me at least three months to enter the Second Rank Pulse Master realm!"

Qiu Lei slammed his fist on the bed with some hatred, and the young man's face showed a trace of unwillingness: "Why?!! In this case, the three-year covenant is simply not enough time for me, and even if I can participate in the competition in Sky Survey City at that time, I will not be able to win the championship, and in the end, it will still be just a joke!"

He glanced at the wooden bowl on the wooden table, it was already empty at the moment, the Qingqi Demon Tiger that Qiu Lei killed before had been dismantled by Qiu Xiaotian, this vein beast can be said to be a treasure all over the body, the bones can be refined into tiger bone wine, the heart, liver and spleen can also be made into medicinal materials, and even the flesh and blood are more nutritious, which is very helpful for Qiu Lei's cultivation!

But these days, Qiu Lei eats tiger meat and drinks tiger blood every day, and he drinks a bowl of tiger bone wine before every cultivation, he can feel that these things are of great benefit to his cultivation, but his progress has not made any progress!

Although Qiu Lei had opened the door of the three acupoints of Ren Pulse by chance in the deep pool of that valley before, and jumped to the fourth level to become a first-grade and third-level pulse master, after cultivating in the past few days, Qiu Lei was unwilling to find that in addition to the increase in level, his talent had not changed in the slightest!

In other words, he is still the same Qiu Lei as before, and he is still the waste who can't progress no matter how hard he tries!

The previous bowl was still the last bowl of tiger bone wine, Qiu Lei thought that he could use the power of tiger bone wine to directly promote to become a second-grade pulse master, but the reality is often cruel!

The last night's tiger bone wine had been drunk by him, and the medicinal effect had really worked, the tiger bone wine had refined his bones and flesh, but only the progress in the meridians was minimal!

Qiu Lei sighed, he carefully took out the jade jade box from under the pillow at the head of his bed, and felt a coolness from the palm of his hand, which gradually weakened his irritable mood a lot, Qiu Lei opened the jade box and took out the blood-red bead in it.

He held the bead in his hand, but he still couldn't feel anything unusual about it, it was still that dull dark red, as if the essence and magic in it had been used up!

"Why is it really ineffective?" Qiu Lei muttered: "In that deep pool before, it was clearly it that helped me to be promoted to a pulse master, and I was promoted to four levels in a row, but now, no matter how you look at it, this thing is an ordinary marble, is it really useless? It can only help me improve so much?"

Qiu Lei's heart couldn't help but suspect that he had received so many benefits before, all of which were given to him by this marble, but once the marble lost its effect, Qiu Lei felt as if he had lost something important.

He lifted the bead and looked at the thin sunlight outside the window, the sunlight shone on the bed through the blood-colored marbles, and the sunlight through it also became a blood-red color.

He was shocked to find that there seemed to be a lot of fine shadows on the sunlight that passed through the blood beads, faintly as if there were rows of dense small characters!

Qiu Lei was surprised and delighted, he hurriedly picked up the blood-colored marble and looked at it himself, this time he looked carefully, and found that the blood bead was indeed densely engraved with many deep and shallow dents, but it was very small, if you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to find it at all!

Qiu Lei hurriedly took out his flour, put the blood beads in the flour and dipped them, and then brought them to the table, and carefully rolled the flour-coated beads around.

The beads rolled over, leaving a lot of dense small characters, although it was not very clear, that could vaguely see some of the handwriting that Qiu Lei knew, he was overjoyed, hurriedly took out the pen and ink at home, and began to copy it carefully.

Two hours later, after Qiu Lei's careful copying and copying, he finally rubbed all the handwriting on the blood-colored beads, and Qiu Lei picked up his completed "work" and read it confidently several times, and finally arranged the overall order of this style according to the order of rubbing.

Qiu Lei has never seen the above content, and he has never heard anyone talk about it, but according to its meaning, it is obviously a set of methods for cultivating the body and luck meridians, but many of the methods of operation make Qiu Lei feel as wonderful as the Arabian Nights!

But no matter what, this is obviously a set of exercises required for cultivation!

Qiu Lei flipped through it several times, except for a small part of the previous mantras and methods, there were many follow-up contents that Qiu Lei couldn't understand at all, and even if it was the previous part of the cultivation method, Qiu Lei only felt very weird and terrifying!

He hesitated, but after all, he still didn't ask Qiu Xiaotian, first of all, he was afraid that his father would find out the origin of the blood beads, and secondly, Qiu Lei had a faint feeling that even if he asked his father, his father would never allow him to practice the exercises above!

But do you want to try to cultivate?

Qiu Lei looked at the blood beads, and couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, he had never heard of this cultivation method, and he was not even sure if it was a complete set of methods that could be cultivated, if he cultivated blindly, he was afraid that he would damage his meridians and damage his already confused future!

But at this time, Qiu Lei has no choice!

He had already made a three-year contract with the Wang family, and if he couldn't win the championship of the Sky Survey City Martial Arts Tournament after three years, he would not only lose Yingluo, but also not be able to set foot in the Southern Territory!

Now that you have made an oath to become a strong pulse master who looks down on the world, you naturally can't follow the rules and follow the old path of others!

What's more, Qiu Lei's talent is average, if he doesn't find another way, no matter how hard he works, he still has no future!

Thinking of this, Qiu Lei gritted his teeth, sat down on the wooden bed again, held the blood bead in one hand, and began to practice according to the luck method on it!

Although there were many incomprehensions, Qiu Lei still began to refine his body according to the method on the blood bead, and he didn't feel anything abnormal at first, but within a quarter of an hour, Qiu Lei felt that the qi and blood in his whole body began to surge violently!

He only felt that his whole body was hot and uncomfortable, in fact, the skin of Qiu Lei's whole body had begun to quickly turn blood-red, and even the sweat flowing out of the pores was as red as blood, Qiu Lei only felt that there was a breath of qi in his veins that was swimming around uncontrollably, and the blood vessels on his body were as uncomfortable as if they were about to burst, and the pain came from all over his body, and the meridians of his body seemed to explode!

He had never felt such pain, but Qiu Lei knew that he couldn't shout out at this time, once he opened his mouth, this uncontrollable qi in his body would flow out of his body along his mouth, so the pain he had endured until this time was in vain, he hurriedly began to try to control that qi according to the method of blood beads, so that the qi traveled towards the Du Pulse that he had not yet opened, but with each walk, Qiu Lei felt more pain!

His whole person has turned into a bloody person, but Qiu Lei, who closed his eyes tightly, didn't know it, his brows were furrowed, the pain on his face became more and more serious, and the thought of giving up was constantly popping up in his heart!

But every time he wanted to give up, Wang Cai's dog-eyed and low-looking face seemed to come to mind, the scene where his father smashed the wooden table in anger, and his father's expression full of remorse and unwillingness every time he was scolded angrily!

A surging fighting spirit came out of his heart!

I'm going to get stronger!

I'm going to be the strongest!

Even so, no matter how much pain, no matter how much pain, no matter how much danger, never give up!

......

A quarter of an hour......

Two quarters of an hour......

Three quarters of an hour......

Qiu Lei insisted on it, and in the end, I don't know how long it took, the last wisp of consciousness in his mind gradually dissipated, and the young man fell on the bed like this, falling asleep in pain!

The blood around him turned into a puff of red smoke, slowly rising, with a trace of weird aura, condensed in mid-air, and finally "swished", it burrowed into the blood-red beads, and the surface of the blood beads flashed a blood-like red, and once again changed back to that dull color.