After running for three Great Weeks in a row, a spirit stone was completely refined, and Xu Chen felt that the spiritual energy in the dantian had been filled with nearly eighty percent, so he stopped for the time being.

Next, it's the real cultivation.

He drank a large cup of divine plasma, and at the same time operated the Taixu Refining Magic Technique, under the powerful vitality tide generated by the stimulation of divine plasma, he began to impact the acupuncture points of his whole body with all his strength.

In the closed stone chamber, the white spar glows slightly, reflecting the stone chamber quite clearly.

The vitality tide in Xu Chen's body was like a sea tide, and it continued to rush into the twelve meridians and the eight veins of the strange meridians one after another, and the flesh and blood of the large and small closed acupoints along the way continued to explode under the impact of the white light, and at the same time, the acupoints were also continuously washed away one after another, and then the blue starlight began to slowly converge, forming an illusory blue light vortex that slowly rotated.

Time passed silently.

After the medicinal effect of a cup of divine plasma was completely consumed, the vitality in his dantian had bottomed out again, and at this time, he also felt very hungry, and at least three days had passed.

So he took a pill of Bigu Dan, drank a glass of mountain spring water, and then crushed a spirit stone again, and began a new round of refining to replenish his vitality.

After all the spirit stones were refined and the vitality in the dantian was replenished, Xu Chen drank a cup of divine plasma again and started a new round of acupoint impact.

In the first round, he rushed through nearly thirty acupuncture points in one go.

If this kind of cultivation speed was placed in the mortal realm, it would almost be able to scare all True Yuan Realm cultivators.

Generally speaking, if you can break through five to ten acupuncture points in a month, that is the qualification to defy the sky, and you also need to consume a large amount of elixir.

Being able to break through three a month is already a very fast speed.

Many monks with ordinary qualifications, after barely building a foundation, may only be able to slowly break through an acupuncture point in a month, this kind of person is difficult to enter the late stage of the True Yuan Realm in his life, and he may barely be able to open all the acupoints in a few decades, but he must have missed the best opportunity, and there is absolutely no chance to get married.

Therefore, to measure whether a monk can form a pill, in addition to the qualification of opening the spiritual root and the age of foundation building, it is to see the speed at which he opens the acupoints of the whole body after entering the True Yuan Realm, and the less time it takes, the greater the chance of forming a pill.

Divine plasma is a weakened version of the Blood God Grass, and its medicinal effect is extremely powerful.

Now that he can drink more water, Xu Chen's advanced speed is naturally extremely fast.

According to the current cultivation speed, it only takes him two months at most to break through the acupoints of his whole body and enter the middle stage of foundation building.

And as the more acupuncture points are opened, the smoother the flow of the Yuan Qi will be, the faster the speed of the refining and accumulation of the Yuan Qi will be, and the more convenient the use of various magic weapons and spells will be, and the power will naturally be more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed, and the medicinal effect of a cup of divine plasma was consumed again, Xu Chen opened his eyes hungrily, and just as he took a pill of Bigu Pill to drink water and rest for a while, ready to crush a piece of spirit stone again to replenish the vitality that was about to be exhausted, it seemed that he heard a faint noise and noise outside the stone room.

He thought for a moment, stood up, and pushed open the stone door.

Outside, Feng Zhao and Feng Xing were like two generals, holding a giant fork to block several Feng Clan people in the alley ten zhang away, and they were talking quickly in a low voice.

"What happened?" Xu Chenchuan asked.

Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked over, and Feng Zhao trotted in front of Xu Chen with a face full of surprise and said, "Someone has woken up!" ”

Xu Chen was overjoyed when he heard this: "Let's go, go and see!" ”

So a group of people surrounded Xu Chen and went straight to the dormant grotto.

However, as soon as he walked into the alley, a large group of men, women and children of the Wind Clan gathered here gave a warm cheer, and the elders and patriarchs ran out of the stone room when they heard the news, and when they saw Xu Chen, they immediately rushed straight to him with excitement on their faces, knelt down and kowtowed, and said with tears in their eyes: "Engong, you are the regeneration ancestor of our Wind Clan, and the great grace is unforgettable!" ”

Xu Chen was confused by these two old men, so he could only pull the two of them up and said, "What I can do, why do I need such a big gift, I don't dare to be a reborn ancestor." ”

The elder shook his head excitedly and said, "No, no, you are really our regeneration ancestor, otherwise how could the power of the ancestor appear?" ”

Xu Chen was even more confused, and said with a dry smile: "How can I not understand what the elder said. ”

The elder knew that some explanations were not clear, so he simply dragged Xu Chen to the side and said, "Engong doesn't know, after the merry woke up, the clan crest that had disappeared for countless generations reappeared. ”

"What is the family crest?" The second monk Xu Chen was puzzled.

"Eun Gong will know it at a glance!" The elder quickly dragged Xu Chen into the stone room, pointed to the forehead of the middle-aged man who was lying in the sarcophagus and had woken up, and said, "Engong, look, this is our family crest, and it has been a long, long time since it disappeared. ”

Only then did Xu Chen notice that there was an extra cyan strange pattern in the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, which looked like three distorted gossip runes.

The large black skin on the man's face fell off like rotten paper, revealing some flesh that was still wriggling and new, looking like a severely burned patient, very terrifying.

But from his newborn flesh, there were barely any blood-colored patterns everywhere.

Therefore, the bizarre cyan pattern in the center of the eyebrows is particularly clear and eye-catching, and even protrudes from the skin, which is very three-dimensional.

Xu Chen was surprised after seeing it clearly: "Is this your clan crest?" What's the use? ”

The patriarch excitedly stood next to him and explained: "The tribes of our Underworld Wasteland are all inherited from ancient times, each has its own clan pattern, the stronger the tribe, the more obvious the clan pattern, it is rumored that the most powerful human race that entered the Underworld to resist the Underworld Beast has a total of nine tribes, each tribe has a different clan pattern, and the clan pattern of our Wind Clan is the cyan wind pattern, and it is also the strongest tribe among the nine!" ”

Xu Chen nodded after roughly understanding it: "In other words, only people with this clan tattoo can really be regarded as the blood of the Wind Clan?" ”

The elder hurriedly nodded: "Yes, but that's not all, people with clan crests are naturally the most powerful warriors, and they have the divine pattern combat skills of their different tribes. ”

"You mean that each tribe's Divine Pattern Combat Skills are different?" Xu Chen asked in surprise.

This time, it was the patriarch who replied first: "Yes, what our Wind Clan is best at is the Wind War Pattern, which is said to be the power given by the Wind God, and the application of the Divine Pattern Battle Skill can release the power of destroying the world and destroying the world, even the most powerful Underworld Beast is vulnerable in front of them." ”

Xu Chen's cheeks twitched slightly.

The heart says bragging, who wouldn't.

If the Wind Clan is really so powerful, why did they fall into a situation where they are about to be wiped out.

However, thinking about the dark nature of the underworld, he felt that he was too harsh, countless years and months have been passed down to the present, and to be able to survive in such a harsh environment as the underworld does require incomparably strong strength, even if he changes to a spiritual realm great cultivator now, I am afraid that he will not be able to live here for ten years.

After all, there is neither spiritual energy nor vitality here, and there are no resources that can be cultivated and replenished, even if it is consumed, it will completely consume people to death, and finally the spiritual energy is exhausted, and the original spirit is eroded and wiped out by the underworld qi and becomes a inhumane underworld beast.

The old witch lord is such a powerful native, let alone an outsider who has no understanding of the environment.

"Are you the one who saved me from the mortal realm?"

The middle-aged man was lying in the coffin, although his eyes were open, his breath was unusually weak, and he saw Xu Chen's face full of surprise and amazement.

"Yes, but don't move yet, I'm going to give you a good check!" Xu Chen nodded.

"Good!" The middle-aged man closed his eyes very obediently.

Fingers lightly pressed on the rune on the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and his divine consciousness penetrated into it with his vitality, and in an instant, a gusting wind aura from heaven to earth rushed to his face, like an illusory blade that broke through his vitality defense and slashed into the sea of consciousness.

"Eun Gong be careful!" The faces of the patriarch and the elder changed dramatically and exclaimed.

"Bang~"

A cyan wind blade slammed into the blue light vase, but the vase only shook slightly, and a blue starlight twisted the wind blade into pieces.

Although Xu Chen's soul was not damaged, he was also oppressed by this breath and kicked back a few big steps, slamming into the stone wall before stopping.

Such terrifying strength, is this the god pattern combat skill of the ancient wind clan?

Xu Chen's face turned a little pale in an instant, and he felt that his heart was beating several times faster.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a blue light bottle to protect his soul, he would have hung up just now.

But the middle-aged man lying in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the sarcophagus, and roared with surprise on his face: "Divine pattern, I feel the divine pattern, hahahaha, my bloodline has awakened......"

"Wow~"

The man's voice caused all the Wind Clan people indoors and outdoors to exclaim and commotion violently, and the elder and patriarch almost jumped up and pounced on them together to ask what the god pattern was.

"Hurricane, feel the power of the hurricane!" The man was so excited that he wanted to jump out of the coffin, but after a few attempts, he lay down again.

Xu Chen couldn't understand the conversation of the wind clan, so he could only step forward and exchange a few words, and soon figured out the situation of the middle-aged man.

Right now, he has not only reborn the clan pattern, but has also felt a powerful divine pattern combat skill in his body.

And the reason for feeling it was that under Xu Chen's stimulating counterattack against his clan pattern, the divine pattern suddenly appeared clearly in his mind.

(End of chapter)