"It's... Where is this? "The clouds and dust woke up slowly. He tried to move, but found that all the injuries on his body were healed. Yunchen was a little confused. He saw the butcher smoking a dry cigarette not far away, and the old man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The sky was already slightly bright, and a ray of glow shone through the clouds that were no longer dark, reflecting on the Burial Dragon Mountain. Yunchen recalled last night's experience and still felt like a dream.

"Awake?" Yun Zhan didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and his eyes were still deep, but his face was pale, and he couldn't hide a trace of exhaustion.

"Dad, Grandpa Tu, you..." Yunchen moved his chapped lips.

"Don't worry," the butcher waved his hand, "You try to exercise first, absorb the aura of heaven and earth." ”

Yunchen was a little puzzled, but he still got up, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and pitched self-consistently.

Immediately, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The aura of heaven and earth entered the body, and it did not disappear like a mud cow into the sea as usual, but it flowed in the meridians very smoothly.

"This, this is—" Yunchen trembled, "My question... Solved? ”

"Settled," the butcher smiled, "I envy you for having a good father." ”

Yun Zhan just nodded.

Tears, drop by drop, flowed down the still slightly immature face.

In the past few years, although there is no indication on his lips, as soon as he has time, Yunchen has tried to absorb aura, and his hardness can even be described by the word "mad".

But the result was no surprise.

Yunchen also changed from the hard work of the mad demon at the beginning, to the numbness of the later appointment.

He even felt that he could only be a useless artistic conception for the rest of his life.

However, there was always a voice that told him that he was much luckier than those who could not practice martial arts; The voice told him that there was no way to heaven and man; The voice told him never to give up, to do his best...

That voice, we call it obsession, call it hope, this is the smallest and greatest force in the world...

In fact, Yunchen also longed for his own performance after his body recovered.

Is it a rant? Is it tears of joy? Is it so excited that you are incoherent?

Neither.

In fact, when a person's emotions reach the extreme, all emotions disappear.

Yunchen gradually came to his senses, he pointed to the huge corpse, and asked tentatively, "This is..."

The butcher was about to speak, but was stopped by Yun Zhan with his eyes.

"This is a Jiao that is about to turn into a dragon, last night it triggered the thunder tribulation, tried to break through, and after failure, it was picked up by the two of us, but unfortunately it was struck by the thunder of the sky, and it needs pills to heal the wounds." Yun Zhan's expression was indifferent.

The butcher on the side stuck out his tongue and palpitated.

In fact, that Jiao has successfully transformed into a dragon, and its physical body is comparable to that of the second grade.

And Yun Zhan was killed at this time, and he and himself beat the dragon to the mortal dust, took the dragon pill, and drew the dragon's blood.

The two of them were naturally seriously injured, Yun Zhan's meridian origin was even destroyed, and the butcher was also seriously injured, if there was no pill to bring, when the dragon de's coercion was over, the two of them might really never be able to bury Longshan again.

The dying dragon, the butcher is now in a state of reluctance. And what made him even more awe-inspiring was the same crazy demon as Yun Zhan, Yun Zhan with a war knife in his hand, like a demon god descending into the world, resisting the dragon's might, exchanging injuries for injuries, exchanging lives for lives, where is there a little benevolence of a doctor on weekdays...

It is said that this Xuanfu warrior will cultivate his Xuanfu to the extreme, which will lead to the thunder tribulation, this is, the Xuanfu monk has two cultivation paths to choose from:

The first is to integrate the Xuanfu meridians to form the Xuanmai and take the road of practicing qi.

The fourth-grade Shenhai realm, the third-grade Jindan realm, and the second-grade Yuanying realm.

The second is to smash the Xuanfu, melt into the flesh and bones, and take the road of conjoined.

The four-grade King Kong realm, the third-grade dragon elephant realm, and the second-grade Zhige realm.

Of course, if you open up multiple Xuanfu, you can even go together in two ways, gather the Xuan veins inside, and merge the flesh outside.

Of course, there are countless warriors who have died in the thunderstorm. Successfully survive the Thunderstorm, an average of only one in three. And there is no one in ten monks who choose to practice the same path in the same way.

And the second-grade monks are extremely martial, and there is a legendary catastrophe of life and death.

If you can't cross it, it will fall and disappear between heaven and earth.

If you can get through, you will become an immortal in one step, and you will be dashing in the world.

It is said that the saint is a first-class immortal realm that cultivates qi, and some people say that it is the sanctification of the conjoined body.

For a hundred years, there have been endless debates among qi and physical warriors, but no one has conclusive evidence.

"Do you know why you have absorbed the aura but there is no reaction in your body?" Yun Zhan still looked indifferent.

Yunchen shook his head suspiciously.

"Your meridians have six connections to the physical body, that is to say, almost all the spiritual energy absorbed is swallowed by flesh and bones, of course, this is not without benefits, because you work tirelessly every day, and the physical foundation is much better than that of ordinary people."

"Then how am I..."Yunchen asked tentatively.

The butcher on the side put away his cynical laughter and solemnly said:

"Refining the essence with the dragon soul, shaping the meridians with the dragon pill, quenching the flesh with the dragon's blood, the hidden dragon soars into the abyss, and the scales and claws fly!"

All in all, Yunchen's will has become extremely strong, and even the dragon's coercion can survive it, and nothing in the world can make him surrender in the future. Yunchen's physical body has also improved by leaps and bounds, and the strength of his pure physical body is not weaker than that of a standard reborn martial artist, and with the tempering of dragon blood, the recovery ability of his body is not the same.

The most important thing is that after the physical problem is solved, the advantages of the eight veins of cloud and dust will gradually be revealed.

After hearing this, Yunchen picked up the red dust knife with great interest and slashed it on his arm

"Don't—" The butcher was about to stretch out his hand to remind, but it was too late.

Wherever the blade goes, blood is dripping.

Yunchen tilted his head, looked at his scratched bloody mouth, waited for a while, and looked at the butcher with a frown: "Huh? Why didn't it happen? ”

The butcher grimaced, "This is no ordinary knife... Wounds are hard to heal ...

"******" Yunchen looked at the butcher speechlessly, sighed, and turned to look for gold sore medicine.

"Yunchen" Yun Zhan stood up, holding a piece of scale and a long strip of white substance, "This is the dragon tendon, this is one of the three reverse scales on the dragon's body, after going down the mountain, go to the Iron Sky Dome and ask him to forge the Red Dust Knife well." ”

The dragon tendon is very tough, and it overcomes rigidity with softness;

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, and it is the hardest part of the body, which is indestructible.

"Dad," Yunchen pursed his lips, "You... Are you alright..."

A hint of a smile appeared on Yun Zhan's unfazed face, and he beckoned the butcher to bring the dragon meat back, and patted Yun Chen's head: "Go, go down the mountain."

"I'll be treated like a coolie together," the butcher pouted, dragging the dragon's corpse reluctantly.

In the private school, Chen Lian calculated something, slowly opened his eyes, and smiled:

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, and then move their hearts and endures, and gain what they can't ......"