The feeling of confusion made him feel death, a very familiar feeling, because he had experienced it once, he shouted in his heart, he couldn't be unconscious, he couldn't be unconscious, once he was unconscious, he was likely to die, maybe his cry was answered, he only felt a magical power from his mind through his limbs, as if guiding that power, that power was purple, and his blood also fused, and it also glowed with a faint purple.

But the power of this drop of blood is too huge, as if a big river pours into his body, rushing endlessly, trying to burst him, but his consciousness is sober, he rolls around, as if looking for something to rescue, suddenly he saw another box, he subconsciously rushed over, opened it without hesitation, but to his disappointment, it was only a book, not a life-saving thing.

"Damn, ah" The sharp pain once again passed through his limbs, he raised his fist and smashed it on the bookshelf, the entire bookshelf was directly smashed out of a hole, he didn't have time to surprise why he had such a strong force, he only knew that he was in pain, it was very painful, and the blood vessels in his body seemed to be bursting, but he couldn't faint to death, he picked up what he could hold and pulled it, he picked up the book on the ground and tore it directly, but at this moment, he suddenly found a magical scene, this book actually depicts a magical vein, connected into a general trend.

Involuntarily, he gave birth to a kind of enlightenment, he endured the pain in his body, according to the context in this book, he caused the power in the body, tried to control this power, and finally a miracle, when the vein sensed his body, it seemed to fit with his body, a strong force was born, trying to control this drop of blood, this power seemed to come from heaven and earth, he was that person, and his body formed a small world, everything had to be bound by the power of heaven and earth.

But he was wrong, he was very wrong, the power of that drop of blood suddenly burst out again, as if it could not be desecrated, directly breaking through the small world of Qin Hao's body, and more violently erupted in the acupoints around his body, assimilating his blood, at this moment his body seemed not to be his own, but belonged to this blood, his own blood was not his own, and it was not under his control.

It's messy, everything is messed up, Qin Hao feels that his blood vessels are like a flood beast rushing, trying to break through the obstacles and drown everything, in front of this force, he is so powerless, that cordial feeling is completely gone, gone, everything is like a dream, but at this moment, the purple in his consciousness erupted again like timely rain, and the blood that even the heavens and the earth were about to be destroyed was actually subdued under this purple power, Qin Hao felt incredible.

But at this time, he was not surprised, he began to cultivate according to the context recorded in the book, this is a method of refining the body, it is a secret method of humanity, and it depicts the context of humanity, fortunately, it is not hidden by refining gods, otherwise Qin Hao would be dumbfounded.

The body refining cultivator cultivated the acupoints around the body, and in his consciousness Qin Hao felt that this blood was not only the power of destruction, but also the power of recreation, as if he was continuing the lack of his acupoints, but the so-called Shenzang did not move at all, obviously this blood did not have the function of making up for the lack of Shenzang Tian, what it contained was the power of blood, he felt that his body was slowly beginning to be complete, such a completeness was not the lack of hands and feet, but some hidden acupoints in the body were continued and connected into one.

"The vast stars, mysterious and mysterious, I outline the Vermilion Bird with my body, the momentum of the Star Atlas Vermilion Bird, enlightenment!" Qin Hao silently recited the law in his mouth, at this moment he seemed to see the Vermilion Bird in the vast stars, the Vermilion Bird is composed of twenty-eight stars, corresponding to the twenty-eight hidden acupoints in the human body, Qin Hao and the power of the blood continues to continue the hidden twenty-eight acupoints, now Qin Haocai's way What is the lack of heaven, which means that those hidden acupoints are not connected, but disconnected, if it is other monks' acupoints are open, it is lacking how to connect together, just rushing away.

That power is really amazing, as if his acupuncture points are the innate Vermilion Bird Constellation, with endless star power, and the power of the blood is finally appeased, as if repairing these other hidden acupoints, he can clearly see that the twenty-eight acupuncture points that outline the Xuanwu Nakshatra are also connected by this power, but he wants to rush through these acupoints, but he finds that it is so difficult, as if he always feels that something is missing.

The cultivation of the body refining monk is almost the same as that of the Shenzang monk, under the Tao, it is mainly to establish a foundation for the body to carry the general trend, the first is to outline the Suzaku Sudget, the title of the famous scholar, the second to outline the Xuanwu Su, the title of the famous teacher, the third to outline the White Tiger Su, the title of the famous Su, the fourth to enlighten, to outline the Qinglong Su, but the title is not the king, but the god general, and the refining monk cannot use the magic weapon before the enlightenment, because there is no divine power, it is completely based on ** The strength of the fight is far inferior to that of the Shenzang monks, which is also the sorrow of the body refiners, but once they break through the gods, the Shenzang monks are almost pressed and beaten, because the body refining monks can and can fly, before enlightenment, the Shenzang monks can use the gods to fly with the help of magic weapons, but the body refining monks cannot.

But Qin Hao felt that he was completely different, his body was burning like a raging fire, his blood was like a river rushing, his blood was soaring, he even felt that if the gods of the Shenzang monks were close, he could directly use his qi and blood to crush other people's gods, and the origin of the Shenzang monks was in danger.

What is rebirth, he finally understood, this is a punch that can smash the entire attic, maybe even those heaven and earth veins are affected, what he sketched is the Suzaku house, which does not belong to heaven and earth, but belongs to another kind of star power.

"It's so strong. Qin Hao stood up, only feeling that his body seemed to be full of explosive power, at the bottom of the cliff, if Qin Hao had such power, he would directly smash Li Chen's head.

"Damn, doesn't it mean that the same level is the enemy, and the Shenzang Monk covers the Suppression Body Cultivator? How do I feel that even if this Shenzang Monk comes out, I can easily kill them?" Qin Hao was strange, the ancestor of the Xuanmen in front of him was the peak realm of humanity, he was frightened by the power of this corpse when he came in just now, but now he felt that he was not afraid, but the aura emitted by this corpse made him dare not touch it. Because it made him feel dangerous.

"This Vermilion Bird is so powerful, if it is going further, wouldn't it be against the sky?" Qin Hao felt that the power of that drop of blood not only made up for the lack of heaven in his body for him, and he would have no worries about refining his body in the future, but also the strength of his body could definitely be called steel, Qin Hao could only describe it like this, and the acupoints were the same, as if practicing martial arts had to press the horse step first, so that the feet stood on the ground, stable as a rock, and the first step of refining the body was also like this, laying the foundation for the body, which was a crucial step.

"It's a pity that I can't break through anymore. Qin Hao's face was regretful, he was very dissatisfied, there were more than ten people refining the body, he not only succeeded, but also completely against the sky can overwhelm the Shenzang monk, and even said that with his current celebrity realm, it is not impossible to challenge the famous teacher, this is the divine vein, and it is also the power of that drop of blood.

Qin Hao picked up the book on the ground and put it away.

This book is also called the Taixuan Sutra, but unfortunately it is different from the Xuanmen one, one is to cultivate the gods, one is to refine the body, it is estimated that this Xuanmen ancestor wanted to repair the acupoints again, in order to increase longevity, so it depicts a secret method of refining the body of a humane, but unfortunately it was not possible to open the acupoints in the end, which shows the difficulty of this, and the gods and the acupoints are the same practitioners, it is basically impossible to become enlightened in this world, because the requirements are too high, especially after the realm of humanity, to achieve the great emperor to cross the catastrophe is double, even the general nine punishments are rarely crossed, let alone doubled, how many days to reach the consummation of humanity, but under the nine punishments turned into ashes, this is the ruthlessness of the way of heaven, the sorrow of the monks.

At this moment, Qin Hao really wanted to see how the master would feel after seeing that he had successfully refined his body, and there were also those in the sect who wanted to kill themselves, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, Qin Hao liked it very much, but the problem came again: "My body is churning with qi and blood, and the ghosts and gods are not afraid, it is not good to be seen by them." ”

Thinking that Qin Hao tried to put away his qi and blood, but he tried many times, but it didn't work, he could only transport the star veins on the Taixuan Sutra, and washed the acupoints over and over again to consolidate the foundation, and finally he became more and more proficient in controlling the qi and blood on his body, and he was satisfied until he was restrained and free, but he found a big problem.

"My blood actually has a faint purple color, by the way, this purple can actually control the power of that drop of blood, but what is the cause of it? Is it unique to my divine vein?" Qin Hao was strange, and in the end he could only attribute it to the divine vein, but the lilac blood always made him feel weird, as if he was not a human anymore.

"The master said that I can take the momentum from the dead to cultivate, but if I take the momentum, then the luck of the Xuanmen will be cut off, what should I do if I am destroyed at that time? The most important thing is how to take the momentum from the dead?" Qin Hao thought, his heart is not so poisonous, he can't do the things that make people destroy the door, he is happy to punish those wicked people, and he doesn't know how to take advantage of the dead.

But what he didn't know was that it was impossible to take out the power of the dead man, unless there was a means against the sky, but unfortunately such a means could only be possessed by the ancient emperor, and there was no emperor in this world, that is to say, the two methods that Ming Yuexiang said were just to give Qin Hao a comfort, but even Ming Yuexiang couldn't imagine that Qin Hao actually ran to the tomb of the ancestor of Xuanmen and got a drop of blood.

Qin Hao could feel that there was still a force in this Xuantianfeng dead man, maybe that was the momentum that the master said, otherwise he wouldn't have been startled when he first came in, and he was still uncomfortable with that power, he had been dead for so long and still had this power, he was simply a zombie.

But this is different from the zombies on the earth, at least this dead man himself will not move, and he will not suck your blood, Qin Hao thought, in the end, he definitely left, he is not so poisonous to destroy people's families, at least he still has a little fate with this Xuanmen ancestor, people, can't do too much.

However, at this moment, Qin Hao suddenly felt a chill from his juniors, and a powerful force suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and that natural sense of fear suddenly came, as well as that cold chill, which made people hairy.

"Hmph!" It's a pity that Qin Hao is no longer an ordinary person, his blood is churning like a river, he is not afraid of any evil, his body bursts out with a powerful force, and when he turns around, he smashes it with a punch, no matter what it is, he only knows that no matter who threatens him, he must die, especially in this ancient tomb, there will definitely be no living people, even if there is, it is a peer, a peer, a peer, must die.

"Bang" But Qin Hao suddenly found that his hand with great strength was blocked, and his fist couldn't advance a single point, such a power was terrifying to the extreme.

At this moment, he saw clearly that it was one hand that grabbed his shoulder, and the one who blocked his fist was also a hand, and these two hands were that Xuantian Feng, the ancestor of the Xuanmen