"This ...... This...... Could this be ......?"

In the underground cavern of a dry well in Jiangbo Town, more than a dozen people held torches and looked at the wall at the end of the passage with horrified eyes.

On top of the wall, stone cocoons were densely scattered everywhere.

Through the outer outline of the stone cocoon, it can be clearly seen that the stone layer is wrapped with insects.

The appearance of that insect made everyone present think of that thing, the blood quenching silkworm!

One of the two leaders, a thin man, stepped forward and looked at almost a third of the stone cocoons that had been smashed open on the walls.

"The blood quenching silkworm that the great grandmaster got should be here."

The thin creature muttered to himself, distinctly clear in the silence and darkness of the passage.

His words made the eyes of more than a dozen people behind him reveal fanaticism.

Great Grandmaster, Blood Quenching Silkworm, these two things are the things that have been discussed the most by all martial artists above the Blood Condensation Realm in the past ten years.

Even after the Southern Fist King was encircled and suppressed, and the martial arts forces of that side obtained the Quenching Blood Silkworm and the Iron Beetle, they were able to suppress hundreds of boiling blood realms in just a few years.

The strength is terrifying.

Therefore, in the eyes of martial artists who can know this information, the blood quenching silkworm is the absolute number one treasure in the world.

Countless warriors flocked to it, but there were only three known such insects in the world.

The great master who has disappeared, the young master who obtained the blood quenching silkworm in the battle of the Hidden Weapon Gate, and the current medicine king who was canonized and reused by the imperial court, that is, stood in front of them.

Except for the three nowhere great grandmasters, none of the other two martial artists dared to provoke one or two.

Unless there is another encirclement and suppression where all the forces joined forces back then, and the sinister tactics emerged one after another.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to climb to the sky.

"Murong Xin, who do you say wins and who loses between those two?" The medicine king looked at the stone cocoon, and suddenly turned to look at the middle-aged male man who was half a step away from him behind him.

Murong Xin was the key person who survived the battle between the two grandmasters more than ten years ago.

even had an intersection with one of the grandmasters named Zhou Yangyan, and even pursued the great grandmaster Chen Zhiyuan for a period of time.

I know some secrets, such as that Zhou Yangyan Grandmaster, who was trained by a master from the Heavenly Silkworm Sect.

It's just that the masters of the Silkworm Gate were defeated by Chen Zhiyuan that day and were killed.

As for the matter of the two grandmasters fighting for 3,000 miles in the back, he was affected, passed out, and was no longer clear.

"It should be Zhou Yangyan who lost, but Chen Zhiyuan never showed up" Murong Xin shook his head and sighed.

At that time, he fainted for unknown reasons, and woke up again, whether it was Zhou Yangyan or Chen Zhiyuan, there was no trace.

But according to Zhou Yangyan's temperament, if he is alive, he will definitely come back to reunite with his wife and children.

Similarly, looking at Chen Zhiyuan's appearance, he doesn't look like a person who is willing to be lonely.

But for so long, there was no news.

Even if both sides are defeated and die together, there should not be no corpses left.

All they could find was the ruins left over from the last battle.

"I heard that Zhou Yangyan has a son, how is it now?"

Touching the stone cocoon with his hand, the Medicine King could feel that there were beating lives in it.

That life is not much different from the quenched silkworm in his womb.

More than a dozen people in the back, looking at the appearance of the medicine king touching the stone cocoon on the wall, couldn't help but yearn for it.

However, no one dared to think of anything wrong, not to mention that the Medicine King had the imperial court as a backer, and his strength alone was enough to crush them effortlessly.

"The strength is low, and he doesn't have his father's martial arts talent."

Murong Xin replied without thinking.

Since surviving the battle between the two grandmasters, he accidentally learned that Zhou Yangyan seemed to have a son, and found the mother and son.

Because he has no heirs, he also recognizes Zhou Yang as his righteous son.

The Medicine King nodded, and put his hands on the stone wall.

The ripples of qi and blood mixed with strength will all cover it.

Click~~

A faint cracking sound sounded one after another in the passage.

Gradually, the shell of the stone cocoon began to crumble, and pieces of fragments fell like rain.

The blood-colored young silkworms curled up in the grooves inside the stone cocoon.

After being covered with layers of ripple-like qi and blood, the stiff and motionless body began to shake one after another, and fell to the ground from the grooves of the wall.

Murong Xin raised his head and looked at the layers of blood-colored ripples.

It was caused by the fusion of strength and qi and blood.

Basically, as long as a martial artist enters the boiling blood realm, he will try to cultivate his strength and want to achieve the effect of merging with qi and blood.

But so far, as far as most martial artists know, only two of them have successfully cultivated their strength.

The first is the young master of the Hidden Weapon Gate, and the second is the medicine king canonized by the imperial court.

The strength cultivation method is the secret book found from the besieged Southern Boxing King.

According to the records on the cheats, the strength is that the Southern Boxing King was affected during the battle between the two grandmasters, and finally comprehended it by himself and wrote down the cheats.

It was also because of the existence of this cheat that most of the martial arts forces at that time chose to retreat from the alien insects after weighing it, focusing on rubbing the text of the cheats, and practicing separately.

After all, according to the cheats of the strength cultivation method, strength combined with qi and blood can make one's own strength skyrocket several times.

There is even a personal note from the Southern Boxer King that it seems that strength is a necessary condition for the path to the grandmaster.

Therefore, many forces have given up the blood quenching silkworm, after all, the blood quenching silkworm is just a treasure to improve qi and blood and refine qi and blood.

There is no way to take it to the next level and become a grandmaster.

There are countless old boiling blood realms, and the requirements for strength to be able to break through are even more than quenching blood silkworms.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that the strength was so difficult to cultivate, and countless masters who had been in the Boiling Blood Realm for many years were all former geniuses.

But without exception, none of them can be trained to strength.

Only at that time, when the Medicine King heard that there was such a thing as strength, he relied on surging qi and blood to complete his cultivation.

It was only then that many martial artists knew that the premise of the original strength cultivation required a lot of qi and blood.

But this is, it is too late to regret it, and the young master of the Hidden Weapon Sect who planted the blood quenching silkworm and iron beetle in his body has already broken through the boiling blood realm.

even achieved a large amount of qi and blood in just one month.

It was ten times more than the late stage of an ordinary boiling blood martial artist.

Relying on the quenching blood silkworm and the strong qi and blood all over his body, the young master of the Hidden Weapon Sect also successfully cultivated his strength.

But......

Murong Xin's eyes couldn't help but appear as he looked at the Medicine King's spreading qi and blood power in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but show the situation more than ten years ago.

In the Valley of Falling Horses, a carriage was forcibly stopped by the people in front of it with its own strength.

The person in front of him was a Boiling Blood Realm powerhouse.

Murong Xin, who was riding a horse, was held hostage by three or two.

The other party's purpose in holding him hostage was very simple, that is, to get news about the two great grandmasters.

After all, he was the only one who had been in contact with one of the Grandmasters for a long time and survived.

After wiping it, the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, Murong Xin knew that even if he said it, he would still die.

The other party is a red ghost hand who is one of the wanted criminals in the imperial court, and he is not a good man and a woman.

"The little guy inside, come out too!"

The red ghost hand choked Murong Xin's throat, and his qi and blood rolled, suppressing him to the death, unable to move a bit.

He naturally stepped on it before hijacking it here, and knew that there was a teenager over ten years old inside.

"You're kidnapping my stepfather, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with me." The young man lifted the curtain of the carriage door, lifted the sage book in his hand, and said lightly: "I still have to read the book, my mother will test me in a while, how do you like it." ”

With that, the young man lowered the curtain and returned to the carriage, holding the book in his hand without the slightest panic.

As if everything really had nothing to do with him.

Bang!

A pair of red palms full of blood pierced the door curtain directly, tore the book that was being held, grabbed the young man's head directly, and pulled it out violently and pressed it on the door frame of the carriage.

"Little ghost, did it give you face?"

The red ghost stepped forward with a cruel tone.

Just as he was about to take a step further and break the young man's limbs to teach him a lesson, his expression was stunned.

His body couldn't move, and even the qi and blood that covered the gushing out of his body were coagulated at this moment.

"What the hell is going on!"

The red ghost hand's eyes were a little frightened, and he didn't know why he shouted wildly in his heart.

"My mother bought it for me."

Under Murong Xin's surprised gaze, the young man slowly stood up, "Since you have done it, let's be ready to be dealt with." ”

The boy stretched out his grip and grasped the arm of the red ghost, which was already stiff and motionless, and the thick blood-colored ripples emanated from his hand and spread throughout the red ghost's hand.

The clothes of the red ghost hand directly spontaneously ignited on the spot, but there were no sparks, just a simple charred black spread.

Not only the clothes, but also the body under the clothes, are also charred into charcoal with the clothes.

Strength!

Murong Xin, who was seriously injured, looked at the blood-colored ripples in disbelief.

He who had seen Zhou Yangyan fight, how could he not know this kind of power.

In just one breath, the red ghost hand was already charred as charcoal.

The young man touched it lightly, and the whole body of the red ghost hand was directly shattered to the ground, and the sparse charcoal pieces shattered again on the ground.

Red ghost hand, pawn!

The young man bent over and grabbed Murong Xin's arm, passing on layer by layer.

The angelica worm inside him began to work.

Murong Xin noticed that the layers of strength were actually very warm, and after entering the body, the place where he was injured by the red ghost hand just now quickly recovered.

Even internal injuries are the same.

"Father-in-law, let's go."

After conveying the healing power, the young man's face did not change, turned around and opened the curtain that had been broken, picked up the torn book on the ground, merged it with both hands, and barely watched.

His thoughts turned, Murong Xin collected his thoughts, and it was from then that he knew that there was another person in the Dayang Dynasty who would also be strong.

Even the qi and blood are extremely terrifying.

That is Zhou Yangyan's son, Zhou Yang.

and his adopted son.

He knew that if he let the court or others know, a young man with no background had such power.

Zhou Yang must be the next Southern Boxing King.

Therefore, he is also covering up the strength and situation of this righteous son.

even let him move out of Jiangbo Town ten years ago.

Click!

Suddenly, Murong Xin's eyes suddenly darkened.

His head fell straight from his neck.

"Medicine King, you ......"

The dozen or so people in the rear had not yet had time to be frightened.

Their heads fell to the ground immediately afterward.

Rubbing his palms, the Medicine King calmly picked up the cloth bag and included the hundreds of blood-quenching silkworms on the top of the wall.

It seems that getting rid of these people is no different from pinching a few ants to death for him.

Having pocketed all the Quenching Silkworms, the Medicine King looked at the other third of the wall.

In order to become stronger, he embarked on the path of martial arts, but the more he practiced, the more clearly he could perceive the aging of his body.

Even if he reached the Boiling Blood Realm, he was only a little stronger than ordinary people.

There's no way to stop yourself from aging.

But more than ten years ago, the battle between those two grandmasters made him vividly remember.

It was a fairy-like power.

The Medicine King longed for his strength and the power of the Grandmaster, so he would look for the place where the two Grandmasters had fought, and find the Quenching Blood Silkworm and another insect that could make him have a strong recovery ability somewhere.

"As long as I can reach the realm of a grandmaster, or even a great grandmaster, what about the imperial court."

The Medicine King snorted coldly.

Qi and blood mixed with strength spread under the feet, and the blood on the ground was separated as he walked.

He could feel that there was still room for improvement in his own qi and blood.

But it is too slow to transform a little bit on your own, even if it is blessed by a quenching silkworm in the body, it is estimated that it will take more than thirty years.

In this case, if that one can't work, there will be two, three, or even hundreds.

You can definitely reach the level of that grandmaster.

As long as you reach that realm, you will kill the young master of the Hidden Weapon Gate and get the alien insect called the iron beetle on his body.

The world of the Dayang Dynasty cannot be gone anywhere.

The most important thing is that the stronger the qi and blood, the more delayed the aging of the body.

He is now forty or fifty years old, and who would have thought that he is already in his eighties.

He was originally a famous martial artist saint in a county, and the way of pharmacology and the way of discipline were unique in the Dayang Dynasty.

Now his qi and blood have delayed aging to the limit, unless there is a qualitative breakthrough in qi and blood.

Otherwise, there is no way to delay aging in the slightest, which is why he would rather have a quarrel with the court behind him to get these hundreds of quenched blood silkworms.

"After such a long time, it can be regarded as finally reaching the point where it can withstand more blood quenching silkworms."

The walls were already pitted without any presence of the Quenched Silkworm, and an area of gray stone turned into a green, viscous liquid that quickly twisted into a head.

This face is Li Hao.

This wall was all disguised by his green identity soul magic.

Since the split soul can occupy the anthropomorphic green worm isolated by using the green body insect, Li Hao has also continued to try.

Finally, after becoming an anthropomorphic green insect, it can control its shape and shape, disguised as various objects.

Such as flowers, grass, walls, and so on.

As long as you don't receive fatal damage, you basically won't be recognized.

Of course, only for mortals and mortal warriors.

As for the monk, Li Hao has not met one in the past ten years, and he doesn't know if he can see through it.

What is certain is that if it is long-ranged, similar to a phantom cast, it will not recognize the clones or objects created by the Green Identity Soul Technique.

As for why this martial artist named the King of Medicine has been getting the quenched blood silkworm for more than ten years, he can reach the point where he can plant hundreds of blood quenching silkworms in his body.

Compared to his time, which only took a few months, it was more than a cut off.

The main reason is that the quenching silkworm is no longer the quenching silkworm that he initially cultivated back then, and it has now been changed almost more than 100 times.

Better quality than before.

Of course, he also has the first generation of quenching silkworms, which can be planted directly in hundreds of their bodies without too many problems.

But there is no need, Li Hao wants a genius, and it is precisely because he is not a genius that he looks for a genius to deduce.

If even the newly cultivated blood quenching silkworm can't withstand it, it means that it is the same as yourself, whether it is qualification or understanding, it is an ordinary level.

There is no need to nurture at all.