The fingertips slashed, and the black, shiny blood immediately dripped from between the eyebrows of the remaining columns.

But he promptly instigated the black intent in his body, which flowed on the surface of his body, and the blood was immediately imprisoned by the black membrane at the wound, like a tattoo.

Yu Lie's movements paused slightly, and then he took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve and applied it to the wound between his eyebrows.

This time, he won't be stupid when he broke through the middle last time.

This bottle of elixir was specially made by him with the toxin of the black blood leech, mixed with a variety of medicinal materials, and specially tailored for himself, not only the effect is extraordinary, but there will not be many sequelae.

It's just that this anesthetic is not only expensive, but also only suitable for a Taoist like him with a very strong anti-poison ability, if ordinary people use it, they will faint and fall to the ground directly, and it will cause permanent damage to the small meridians on the body surface, at least they will end up with facial paralysis.

Let the ointment come into contact with your own blood and slowly dissolve.

Yu Lie immediately began to loosen his clothes and untie them, so that there were no more foreign objects on his body to hinder him.

By the time he took off his underwear, the ointment had already begun to work, and most of his forehead had lost its sense of pain.

Tear and pull!

Yu Lie stretched out his hand, carefully but neatly, and cut most of his own membrane, and then carefully removed it, hanging it on his shoulder.

While removing the leather, he applied the ointment so that the effect of the anesthetic spread as soon as possible.

In the brightly lit quiet room, Yu Lie's figure struggled strangely on the cold altar, assuming various postures, sometimes bending over, sometimes tilting his head, and simply fell naked on the altar, curled up and squirming.

Even with Yu Lie's current processing skills, it took him nearly an hour to remove the film from his body.

Especially when he finally removed the skin film at the ten fingers, because he still needed to rely on his own hands to refine the utensils, and he could not apply ointment to weaken the pain, so the skin film at this place was extremely difficult to peel off.

It really made Yu Lie feel the pain of peeling the skin and pouring the bones at the beginning.

Fortunately, he had already had experience, and after removing the skin membrane from his body as much as possible, Yu Lie immediately stopped struggling and squirming.

He got up from the metal altar, only a little damp underneath, and there was not too much blood, dripping onto the surface of the altar.

At this time, Yu Lie's whole body was already unrecognizable, and a thin black membrane was tightly attached to his body surface, blocking all the blood that was about to seep out.

He stood still, thought for a moment, and walked to a bronze mirror with the skin film he had just taken off in his hand, looking at himself in the mirror.

A black thing appeared, and Yu Lie instantly transformed from the original jade-faced Xiaolangjun into a human form with skin like black charcoal.

Fortunately, his craftsmanship is indeed exquisite, only the skin membrane of his body has changed color, and his facial features are not missing a piece here or there, otherwise, he won't know how to pick up the skin and put it back later.

Seeing that he still had good facial features, Yu Lie suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't break the phase in order to refine a natal blood weapon." ”

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the membrane that was still held in his hand, as thin as a cicada's wings, revealing the color of ivory white throughout the body, not too pale, and still a little warm because of the freshly peeled off.

The remaining qi and blood are acting in the epithelium, maintaining the activity of the epithelium, making it also shiny.

He held his human skin, and his face showed a trance expression for a while.

After hesitating for a few breaths, Yu Lie's sigh of solitude sounded in the quiet room:

"That's it."

As he expected, this difficulty would be terrible and hateful to others, but for him, the difficulty was nothing more.

First, he has a natal black membrane, which acts as a second layer of skin, second, he has experienced the pain of peeling skin and pouring bones, and third, he has now learned to refine medicine, and can tailor an anesthetic for himself to improve.

The superposition of these three, the biggest difficulty in the process of extracting the skin refiner, is not the pain when taking the skin, but the subsequent processing process.

Thinking about it, Yu Lie admonished himself:

"Don't be too lucky, you have to hurry."

He immediately took one of the wooden shelves that lay in the coffin.

The wooden frame is in the shape of a cross, and there are grass roots tied in the middle, which is a medicinal herb called golden silk soft grass, which has the effect of building muscle and stopping bleeding and suppuration.

The wooden frame and the golden silk soft grass formed a scarecrow, wet, soaked in a special medicinal solution, and its shape and size happened to be exactly the same as the rest of the columns.

Yu Lie propped up the scarecrow and stuffed it into the fresh film with his own hands.

This method is exactly what he learned from the book in the library library, called the "peeling and grass method", which has a unique subtlety, after peeling off the skin, it can maintain its original shape as much as possible to prevent it from being distorted.

This step is crucial for the remainder.

After all, he still needs to put his human skin back on.

After the stuffing was done properly, just in front of Yu Lie, a straw man of exactly the same size as him appeared, and even his facial features were three or four percent similar to him. If it weren't for the stuffing of medicinal herbs, instead of medicinal puree, it is estimated that it would directly reach the point of seven or eight percent of the same.

After dealing with this step, Yu Lie paced on the metal altar, admired and fine-tuned his "painstaking work", and then took the ointment and other materials prepared in advance on the side.

He first applied evenly on the surface of the film, as if brushing oil, and did not let go of a dead end.

The aroma of the ointment is strong, and after it touches the skin and flesh, it immediately seeps into it, the medicinal power is stimulated, and the aura escapes, so that the entire interior of the altar is filled with a medicinal fragrance.

After Yu Lie heard this, his heart jumped slightly.

After applying the ointment, he pressed it, took out another talisman pen, lay on the straw man, and carefully outlined the unique runes.

The method of shadow puppetry, after all, evolved from the method of the paper figure of the rune, and there are many rune characteristics remaining. Fortunately, the runes that need to be drawn are not too jerky and difficult.

Time passes.

After Yu Lie carefully finished drawing the runes, he was originally a scarecrow as white as jade, and his body surface was occupied by runes that were twisted like snakes and insects, and the runes were dark black, and his whole body had become a black thing.

Yu Lie raised his head at this time and faced the other party face to face, and the similarity between the two increased a lot.

At this time, all the preparations for refining the blood weapon have been completed.

Next, it was time for him to officially refine it.

Yu Lie walked back to the center of the metal altar, took the five-colored grains placed in front of the meat coffin, prayed for the scattering of heaven and earth, and recited the awkward incantation in a strange accent:

"Danzhu mouth god, spit out the atmosphere and tongue god Zhenglun, and raise the god Luo Thousand Teeth God through life."

While chanting, he took a rooster that had been held in place by a talisman and tore open the comb with his bare hands.

The rooster's eyes were motionless, not even blinking, but the blood was squirting down from the cockscomb, and soon it was filled with a wine cup, steaming.

Yu Lie's throat cuckled and swallowed, and he threw the blood-lost rooster to the side of the meat coffin, and swallowed the wine mixed with the chicken's blood in one gulp.

He continued to read with a skull in his throat: "But the evil guard is the true throat god tiger ben, and the qi god leads the heart god Dan Yuan." ”

Just as Yu Lie was chanting the incantation, the rooster lying at the foot of the meat coffin, his eyes, suddenly turned.

It was originally a black and red rooster eyeball, and the pupils spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it became as pale as paper, round and white!

Squeak.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind the busy remaining columns.

His body must have moved, his torso did not move, only his head twisted behind him, and a familiar figure appeared behind him.

There are black snakes and insects on the other party's body wriggling, wearing the rest of the skin, the eyes are black holes, and the mouth is black holes, it is the scarecrow he has just peeled off the skin and made the grass.

The straw man walked down from the wooden shelf on his own, his hollow eye sockets facing the rest of the column.

Seeing this scene, Yu Lie's pupils suddenly shrank, if he still had skin on his body now, it was estimated that he would already be creepy.

It's a pity that the skin will not be attached to the hair. He was now head-to-toe without a single hair.

Yu Lie opened his mouth and spit out strangely in his throat: "I've seen Daoyou." ”

There was a smile in his voice, his teeth bared, and he looked very white in the darkness, as if he was greeting his old friend.

But the scarecrow suddenly moved his face away again, facing the rooster with a crestless crown that had fallen to the ground.

When the scarecrow was about to lie on top of the rooster, Yu Lie got up, he pinched the other man, swallowed the blood-red wine in his mouth, and recited the incantation again:

"Let me think about the essence of the refining liquid, and the Dao qi will last forever......"

Zila!

Before he could finish his incantation, he took the fluttering straw man in his arms and fell into the flesh coffin together, splashing a burst of water.

The liquid medicine fell on the altar, corroding the surface of the metal altar with rust.

In the meat coffin, Yu Lie and the scarecrow were tightly entangled, and the "flesh and blood" made by the other party made of grass quickly melted under the erosion of the medicinal liquid that Yu Lie specially made for himself.

The gurgling, the sound of liquid tumbling sounded in the ashram, and then it fell silent.

For a time, the rune paper was windless and automatic, and the candle flame was fluttering.

But there was no sound in the huge ashram, only the coffin, the rooster with its eyes rolled and its crested feathers convulsed.

The rooster struggled silently, but it was like something was enveloping it, and he couldn't even open his throat and crow.

This is the arrangement of the ceremonies by Yu Lie, taking a little spirituality of the rooster, giving his own straw man, making his human skin come alive, so that he can then submit his human skin.

Refining the natal blood weapon actually has a lot of requirements and risks.

According to the records in the Taoist books, in ancient times, natal things could only be refined after the soul was condensed and could come out of the Yin God, that is, they reached the realm of the seven-grade Taoist officials.

Because in the stage of Dao Tong and Dao disciple, the souls of the two cannot be separated, and it is extremely difficult to separate the superfluous thoughts and souls, let alone put them into the object and endow the object with spirituality.

Forced behavior is very easy to suffer backlash, which will make the Taoist himself go mad, and then his mind will be reversed, schizophrenia, and the path will be interrupted on the spot.

Fortunately, with the development of the Immortal Dao, the Taoist people are more proficient in cultivating the truth through pretenses, and the assistance of scientific rituals is popular, the threshold is lowered step by step, and the success rate has also increased.

With the help of the cultivation of the true ritual, Dao Tong and Taoist disciples can cultivate the truth under false pretenses, and also make their blood weapons "living beings" come to life.

After that, the Taoist will erode the blood organs, just like a baby in the mother's body, swallowing his "brother", so that the blood vessels and the Taoist can achieve a real blood connection, far better than ordinary means of warmth, and obtain a little innate meaning.

Those who can obtain this innate intention can only have telepathy, and the utensils can be called "natal life".

It's just that for Daotong, the risk is still very large, and the risk of going mad is far better than that of Daoists.

In particular, if the Taoist child's mind is not firm, it is obviously a false cultivation of the truth, but as a result, it is eroded by insects, plants, roosters and other things, and the soul is lost, and there are countless cases.

Often, only the children of large families, who have sufficient pills, subtle means, and Taoist protectors, can try it at the stage of Dao children.

And this is precisely the biggest reason why Yu Lie chose to refine the shadow puppet as the natal blood device, he used his own skin as the main body of the natal blood device, the two are of the same origin, and the risk is actually very small.

It's just that the possibility of being strangled and devoured by one's own human skin still exists.

The ashram of the Medicine Prescription Hall.

The coffin was placed quietly, and the medicine inside sometimes rolled, sometimes did not move, and lasted for many days.

If someone is here, look in, and you will find that the human skin that Yu Lie has peeled off is like a rope, wrapped around his body, trying to strangle him.

Yu Lie curled up, and tightly tugged at the human skin, like a baby in the mother's body, fighting with his umbilical cord, clutching it, but not daring to pinch it.

Seven days and seven nights passed.

Wait until the rooster's carcass stinks, its head is shriveled, and its feathers are stuck to the altar with dried blood.

In the flesh coffin on the altar, a human figure finally staggered out, his body was rickety, and his hair was wrapped around his neck like a dead snake.

But the man looked up, and grinned with joy on his thin face!

Yu Lie was overjoyed, lowered his head slightly, and took out something from his lower abdomen, which was already a turbid medicinal liquid.

The substance is pitch black, like a meat worm.

But its top was swollen and wrinkled, and it shrunk into a human face, like a placenta, and its lower head was connected to the navel of the rest of the column.

Holding this object, Yu Lie gently pulled, and with a bang, the umbilical cord between the two was broken.

The placenta of the wrinkled human face contracted, like a ball of batter, constantly squirming in his hands, and there were tentacles that pierced into Yu Lie's hands at any time, absorbing nutrients, qi and blood from his body.

This thing is the natal blood weapon that Yu Lie has successfully refined, which can be connected to his bloodline, with the same mind, and the sustenance spell is the "epimetrial placenta"!

(End of chapter)