In the underground cave, Mo Yuan sat cross-legged, he had been in this position for three months since he absorbed the first poison three months ago, and the black hair draped behind his head had been stained with a layer of ash.

At this moment, Mo Yuan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and the colors on his face changed in different colors, sometimes bruised, sometimes golden-red, sometimes black, and sometimes even colorful.

This is the various medicinal liquids absorbed by Mo Yuan are clashing and merging in the body, and now, all the venom contained in the bottles and jars placed on the ground in front of Mo Yuan has been absorbed by Mo Yuan, and all the toxins are gathered together.

The toxins that Mo Yuan absorbed did not belong to him, and what Mo Yuan had to do next was to run the exercises, protect himself, and then let these toxins conflict and devour in his body until all the toxins fused into one and became a brand new toxin.

Then, Mo Yuan needed to fuse this new toxin with his hands, and now his hands had absorbed all the medicinal properties contained in those ointments, and had the ability to contain the toxin in a short period of time.

When the venom took shape and began to merge with his hands, Mo Yuan needed to use the Blood Demon Hand's cultivation secret method to completely retain this ability and turn it into the ability of his hands.

Eventually, after successful cultivation, Mo Yuan's hands will be like the fangs of a poisonous snake and the blood teeth of bats, possessing venom and blood-sucking abilities.

Venom is to provide the Blood Demon Hand with enough magical powers to defeat the enemy, and blood sucking is a prerequisite for cultivating the Blood Heavenly Demon Sutra.

Unlike the Soul Protector Lotus Seal, the blood-sucking ability of the Blood Demon Hand was the beginning of all the magical powers of the Blood Heavenly Demon Sutra, and after cultivating into the Blood Demon Hand, Mo Yuan could be said to have truly cultivated the Blood Heavenly Demon Sutra.

Time passed slowly in cultivation, and Mo Yuan didn't have the slightest intention of being in a hurry.

He used the cultivation techniques of the Blood Demon Hand with all his might, allowing those toxins to devour each other, as long as they did not harm himself, Mo Yuan did not interfere in the slightest.

At this moment, these toxins in Mo Yuan's body are like immortal cultivators, competing with each other, the fittest survive, and the last one left is the strongest.

Another month passed, Mo Yuan's face returned to normal, and those changing colors were all concentrated on Mo Yuan's hands. His hands were placed in the darkness like a colorful lamp, flickering and changing.

However, the changing color was also gradually fading, and slowly, all the light sank into Mo Yuan's hands and disappeared.

Half a month later, Mo Yuan's tightly closed eyes opened, and the blood-red light in his eyes flickered, and finally converged into a blood-red dot in the depths of his pupils.

His face became more ruddy, and his lips became more rosy, as if he had been coated with a layer of rouge, and he could truly call his lips red and his teeth white.

With the budding red lotus flower in the center of the eyebrows, Mo Yuan's demeanor has increased a few points compared to before.

Mo Yuan raised his hand to look at it, only to feel that his hands had become fairer and more slender than before, as delicate as a pair of women's hands.

"Is this the Bloodfiend?!"

When Mo Yuan thought of the name Blood Demon Hand, he really couldn't connect with these hands for a while, thinking that the Blood Demon Ancestor wouldn't know how to name it.

At this moment, his hands are like carved from beautiful jade, which is called white jade hands, which are also more beautiful than blood demon hands.

But these are all side matters, Mo Yuan carefully looked at his slender and delicate hands, and his heart became more and more happy.

His face should be matched with such a pair of hands, and the previous hands were a little rough because of the cultivation of secular martial arts.

After admiring his hands that had become refreshed, Mo Yuan put away the satisfaction and joy in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he put away all the many altars and jars on the ground, which could not be wasted, and might be able to be used in the future.

After packing everything up, Mo Yuan and a turtle and a snake disappeared into the cave and reappeared in the cave above.

As soon as they emerged from the ground, a colorful tiger more than six feet long walked in from outside the cave with a fat sika deer in its mouth.

Seeing the familiar face that appeared again, the tiger paused, and the sika deer in its mouth that had not yet completely died fell to the ground, still struggling slightly, not daring to die.

As soon as the sniffing snake that was originally coiled on the back of the iron-eating turtle saw the tiger, it was instantly excited and ejected, landing on the tiger's furry head, brushing the hair with its tail, and lying on it with satisfaction, which was much warmer and more comfortable than the turtle shell.

The tiger whimpered, his legs and feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Mo Yuan saw the dying sika deer, raised his hand, and the sika deer floated and fell into his hands.

Running the Blood Demon Hand Technique, the white and slender hands only saw a flash of blood, and then began to become ruddy, and the sika deer's body began to gradually dry up, completely lifeless, and in just a moment, the fat body became skin and bones, like a dried corpse.

The deer corpse fell to the ground, Mo Yuan raised his hands to take a closer look, and the ruddy color on his hands began to fade gradually, and soon recovered to its original state.

At the Moyuan dantian, there was an extra blood-colored deer, and the fawn looked frightened and let out a frightened deer roar.

After observing the blood cells in his body, Mo Yuan waved his hand and swept out a fresh breeze, blowing away the dust accumulated on the stone table and stone bench, and sat on it to close his eyes again.

The exercises that work in the body have been changed again.

It is also a technique recorded in the "Blood Heavenly Demon Sutra", called "Blood Drop Secret Method".

After a few breaths, Mo Yuan opened his eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, obviously what he had just done was somewhat unexpected to him.

His mind sank into the dantian again, and the blood-colored fawn had disappeared, replaced by a drop of bright red blood that looked like an entity.

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, his right hand raised his sword finger, and a drop of blood from the dantian quickly appeared in his hand, looking left and right up and down for a while, Mo Yuan always felt that it was far from what he imagined.

"This is the Cursed Blood Droplet? Didn't you say that there would be a strong resentment, why didn't I feel it at all? Mo Yuan was puzzled.

Not only does this Blood Demon Ancestor not know how to name names, but he also likes to exaggerate! Mo Yuan slandered him in his heart.

Well...... Maybe it's also possible that this sika deer is so weak that it can't even form a grudge, after all, it's not even a demon beast.

Mo Yuan thought about it, sacrificed the white dragon boat, and took the iron-eating turtle and the sniffing snake into a ray of light, and headed towards the Luoyun Mountain Range.

A moment later, when the light returned, the colorful tiger with its legs still straightened was lying on the ground again, its ears drooping, and its two front paws covering its head.

Outside the cave, a behemoth was thrown in and fell to the ground with a "boom", bringing up a puff of dust.

The tiger trembled and did not dare to move, he seemed to smell the breath of his kind, with a little bit of blood.

After a long time, there was no extra movement, and the colorful tiger lowered his eyebrows, looked up cautiously, and looked towards the source of the smell of blood.

I saw that a demon tiger the size of more than a foot was lying there motionless, with a wound in the shape of a blood drop at the word "king" in the center of its eyebrows, and it was gurgling with blood.

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