The red spar was crushed, and a stream of pure qi and blood power poured into Lu Yuan's body, and then swam to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

In a few breaths, it was already all over his body.

The battle just now had hollowed out Lu Yuan's body, and at this moment, every cell of his was greedily absorbing this pure energy.

It's like a sudden rain on a dry and cracked land, or like a flattened sea thrown into the sea...

A trace of white qi rose from the surface of Lu Yuan's body, and the qi and blood in his body continued to surge, and the sense of emptiness and powerlessness gradually disappeared.

Lu Yuan simply started the Spring Thunder Duel, and while this energy was still there, he directly cultivated in the Spirit Realm.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yuan stopped what he was doing, and the warm current in his body finally faded.

"Sure enough, the stronger the strength of the dry corpse, the purer the qi and blood provided, if this is exchanged for the same level of pills, it is estimated that it can be sold for more than five hundred taels, and it is still priceless, and it cannot be bought at all!"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

After only fighting the Spring Thunder Duel once, there are still a lot of silent qi and blood energy in his body that he has not yet absorbed, but now is not the time to cultivate.

Lu Yuan looked at the white spar and directly crushed it.

Buzz –

Lu Yuan's head was hit hard, and a picture flashed.

[A little boy as short as a dwarf was led into a martial arts hall.

The curator sitting on the Taishi chair glanced at him, saw that he was too short, and refused on the grounds that he was not suitable for martial arts training, and shook his head again and again.

The boy knelt on the ground and kowtowed, offering silver taels, and his bright eyes were full of determination.

"Okay, I'll accept you, and you'll be a disciple of my Rock Martial Arts Pavilion in the future." 】

......

[A few years later, the boy has become a young man, and although he is still short, his body is much stronger...

"Wang Beichuan, I haven't seen you for five years, you have grown up, and you have become a martial artist, this great perseverance is very human, what is the matter with returning to the Panshi Martial Arts Hall this time?"

"Master, I want to learn martial arts!"

The young man, dressed in a thin single coat, stood in the snow, his voice crisp, and saluted the old man in front of him.

"Tell me, what do you want to learn? Knife technique? Boxing? Or is it a body method? ”

The old man asked the young man lightly.

The young man said categorically: "I want to learn the golden body of the dragon elephant!" ”

"Why? You know that it is very difficult to get started with this martial art, and the progress is slow, and the process of cultivation requires great suffering. ”

"Because... Because, I have someone I want to protect, and the dragon elephant golden body is the master's master's master's mastery, I want to learn this! ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and then laughed. 】

......

[In a tribe, there are many children surrounded by a short middle-aged man, but many of the children are disabled, either missing arms or legs, and some have large birthmarks on their faces.

Surrounded by these children, Wang Beichuan, who is a dwarf, seems to be much more normal.

"Uncle Beichuan, are you already a late eight-rank martial artist?"

"That's right, Eight Grades Cultivation Realm, from today onwards, I won't let anyone bully you again!" 】

[The picture turned again, Wang Beichuan was a few years older, and a woman next to him was holding the girl and talking worriedly.

"Brother Chuan, the snow field has not been peaceful recently, I heard that the Fire Lotus Sect wants to open altars everywhere and sacrifice living people to refine blood pills, and there are already tribes in the vicinity that are suffering!"

"You can't stay here any longer, you take your daughter to leave early tomorrow morning, those children have limited mobility, I will stay and take care of them."

"Dad, aren't you going with me and my mother?"

Wang Beichuan glanced at his daughter, smiled and did not speak. 】

......

[Rustle——

The flames flickered, and a group of red-robed figures held rows of torches, surrounding the entire tribe.

The shoes make a heart-wrenching sound when they step on the sand.

"Uncle Kitagawa!"

The cries of children are especially clear in the night sky.

Wang Beichuan carried a knife as long as his height, with a metallic sheen on his body, and he protected the children behind him, fighting with the enemy.

"Jie Ji, there are so many heaven and earth defects here, but it is a good material for refining blood pills, and the sect leader knows that it will definitely reward us!"

"There is a little dwarf who doesn't want to die, but he is still a martial artist in the late eighth grade!"

"There are still eight-rank late-stage martial artists in this small place? Go and call the elders! ”】

.......

"Shhhhh

Lu Yuan felt some pain in his head.

This time the memories were much larger than those that had been absorbed before.

Countless broken pictures quickly passed through Lu Yuan's mind.

Just like watching a movie, Lu Yuan roughly comprehended the short life of this eight-rank martial artist.

It was sad and lamentable, and Lu Yuan couldn't help but feel a touch of guilt in his heart.

No wonder this dry corpse was only beaten and didn't fight back, it turned out that his martial arts was "guarding".

"Guard" is the only fighting instinct he still has left.

A large amount of martial arts experience and combat skills in his memory were quickly absorbed and fused by Lu Yuan.

It can only be said that Lu Yuan is lucky, this Wang Beichuan is good at physical skills and knife techniques, which are very useful to the current Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan could feel that his hand-to-hand combat and sword skills were frantically improving.

If you give him a knife now, he will definitely be able to play it well.

Even if he doesn't use the knife as a weapon in the future, when he encounters an enemy with a knife, he can roughly predict the direction of the opponent's knife technique and control the initiative in the battle.

Lu Yuan was overjoyed in his heart.

These gains from martial arts memories alone are enough to be called a treasure.

Not to mention that there is a purple spar next to it.

"The Fire Lotus Sect... Blood Pill. ”

Lu Yuan captured these words in Wang Beichuan's memory.

This Fire Lotus Sect sacrifices living people to alchemy, but it is somewhat similar to the Spirit Devouring Bead.

"Come on, let's see what kind of martial art this purple spar is, I hope it's the golden body of the dragon elephant."

Lu Yuan stepped forward and crushed the purple spar.

The next moment, a pinprick stinging pain roared in Lu Yuan's mind.

The pain lasted for a few seconds, and then Lu Yuan was immersed in a strange state.

In the haze, Lu Yuan was practicing a defensive martial art called the Dragon Elephant Golden Body.

Every day, he smeared his whole body with a hot and hot decoction, and was beaten with sticks and whipped all over his body.

From the beginning of the skin open, the whole body was red, swollen and bleeding, and then the sticks were added, and the skin was neither blue nor purple.

In the end, Lu Yuan even bombarded his body with a hammer, and the huge hammer was like a battering ram, which was extremely visually impactful.

Twenty years have been like a day, and the progress of the dragon elephant golden body is slow, but it is also making progress little by little.

At first, Lu Yuan only used his flesh and blood to resist the attack, but gradually he found the trick.

It's not that the body's defenses have been strengthened, but that he has mastered a clever unloading technique that makes his body soft and light.

It's like an elephant skin, and if you hit it with your fist, the elephant skin will float up in the direction of the punch without causing any damage.