The touch is as warm as jade, like stroking one of your own fingers.

Jiang Ding could clearly feel that there was a close connection between Fu Jian and himself, similar to essence blood, but much weaker, and the only good news was that this connection was no longer weakened.

On the contrary, try to input the internal force, the Great Sun Gathering Spirit Array Gathering Spirit Array is activated, spontaneously absorbing subtle spiritual energy from the air, coupled with the warmth of the internal force, this connection is increasing, and it is no longer a rootless source.

Although the changes are so subtle that they are barely noticeable.

At this rate, a mortal can't nourish it enough in this life to be able to fight in actual combat, just a plaything.

As a result, some creative warriors have developed two ways to accelerate their growth.

Refining the sword body with dozens of years or even a hundred years of old medicine to improve its spirituality will increase slightly, it originally took sixty years, but now it may only take forty years of uninterrupted tempering and tempering to be put into actual combat.

You must know that the average martial artist is at least in his thirties when he cultivates to the perfection of his internal qi and is qualified to refine the hundred-step flying sword, even if he has enough old medicine for dozens of years, there will be no accident halfway, and he will be seventy or eighty when he is refined.

One foot stepped into the coffin.

Forty years of hard work and tempering, the old medicines consumed can be piled up, just for this?

Not to mention, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and there will be no accidents for forty years, how is this possible.

When you are a child of destiny?

The real top use has to be refined from time to time!

The speed can be greatly accelerated, and those with outstanding talents can be put into actual combat in ten years, but it is easy to lose their life and take the initiative to give up their innate hope.

So, that's chicken ribs.

"You're different, you're not ......"

Jiang Ding stroked the sword body and muttered.

Not to mention that it is possible to cast a supreme foundation in the future, compared to the great sect of Taoism, even now it is not bad.

The materials of this hundred-step flying sword are too good, they have all reached the apex of the first order, and the formation is also the brainchild of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, one of the nine great immortal sects in the past, accumulated for countless years.

Even if it is no longer refined with essence blood, after grinding in the spirituality of the material, it can grow very quickly, until it reaches a limit, the speed of a snail crawling again.

"Sword, up."

Jiang Ding's mind moved, and the talisman sword in his palm trembled and flew up, reaching his pre-set position.

"Go."

He specified another point seven or eight meters away.

Fu Jian staggered there at a slight slower speed than a paper airplane, and then moved back at the same speed.

Jiang Ding observed carefully, until now, the silk essence blood had not been completely integrated into the formation, and it was still in a state of coexistence, so there was a certain delay in manipulation.

And because of the particularity of the essence and blood, it must not be exposed to the air, so it must be wrapped with internal force at all times, leaving no trace of air, otherwise it will damage the essence and blood that is separated from the mother's body.

Jiang Ding tried it slightly, and opened the internal force membrane on a formation pattern on the rune sword, revealing a small hole the size of a needle tip, allowing the formation pattern to touch the air.

Hiss~

His face turned white, stinging like a pinprick, and he quickly stopped his death.

"Rub, I kind of understand why in many legends, filthy things such as black dog blood and geranium blood can defile flying swords, there is really a scientific basis."

"Maybe even a little bit of a violent collision is the same."

Jiang Dingxin had palpitations.

Of course, this is due to the fact that the formation pattern and essence blood in the rune sword have not been completely fused, and the state is too fragile, and it will not be like this after the complete fusion.

It just affects some speed.

However, in the "Great Sun Sword Refining Sword Technique (Jiang Ding Edition)", there is a secret technique, the Mingyue Great Sun Flame, which can burst out the Great Sun Essence stored in the Great Sun Gathering Spirit Array in a specific way, forming a layer of Great Sun Flame on the sword body.

The blood of black dogs and the likes of geranflowers will be burned to ashes before they are even present.

Jingle jingle bells!

When the class bell rang, Jiang Ding reluctantly stood up, took the purple jade angry pill from the palm of the banyan tree in the center of the cultivation room, swallowed it in one gulp, and walked out of the cultivation room with some shaky steps.

Feeling a stream of heat in the abdomen spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains, the Dacheng-level "Eagle Take-off Sword Technique" spontaneously operated, warming and refining the small branches of the twelve meridians.

Jiang Ding's heart sank.

The efficiency of tempering and warming has fallen off a cliff, and after four increases in qualifications, exercise realms, micro weeks, and small weeks, it can quench and nourish eighty meridians every day, but now the speed is more than a hundred times slower than before!

I'm afraid that three days will be able to warm and refine a small meridian.

"No, there is no very unlikely bad event."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, repeatedly looked inwardly at his body, and found that most of the essence qi born from the pill was forcibly absorbed by the heart, and it was impossible to turn the meridians of all sizes at all, as if there was a black hole of essence qi.

"This is a good thing, the heart is making up for the deficit of essence and blood, and a new drop of essence blood is born."

He had palpitations in his heart, just a drop of essence blood, it would have such serious consequences, if he lost a few more drops, he didn't dare to imagine.

Step by step, he walked back to the classroom.

Along the way, many classmates looked sideways, and many people carefully observed his state, and almost called an ambulance, but he was quickly stopped.

"Grass! You've been sucked dry by a witch? ”

Li Junhao was taken aback, the person in front of him with a pale face, a dull complexion, and an unsteady walk was really Jiang Ding two hours ago?

Many students also looked at it.

"Really!"

"Jiang Ding can't have encountered ghosts, right? No, there is such a thing in a school. ”

Hua Bing, Wu Tianli and others, who were preparing to do the slogan guide after school, also walked over, and their consciousness swept away, and they immediately understood and had some doubts.

"Lack of qi and blood?"

Wu Tianli pondered for a moment and took out a pill bottle: "This is a first-order high-grade True Yang Spirit Pill, which can greatly replenish the deficiency of vitality and cleanse the Yin attribute energy, you can take it and try it." ”

Jiang Ding was a little moved.

To be honest, he was a little hostile to Wu Tianli.

He is tall and handsome, and his strength is strong, and almost all the girls in the class like it, and he sometimes fantasizes about when he will be strong and knock him to the ground, laughing.

"Thank you, no need, I'm fine, just cultivate for a few days."

Jiang Ding politely refused.

This high-grade True Yang Spirit Pill is worth a lot of money at a glance, Wu Tianli's father is a rich man in Rongcheng City, but he is only a rich man engaged in the business of ordinary currency.

It is naturally much stronger than an ordinary person like himself, but it is also very difficult to support an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Qi cultivation.

For no reason, he does not like to receive this kind of favor.

"That's good, pay attention to rest."

Of course, it was impossible for Wu Tianli to continue to persuade, so he nodded when he saw this and withdrew the pill.

Seeing this, Hua Bing, who was about to take out the pill, also stopped, reconfirmed that Jiang Ding had no major incident, and began to guide the slogan after school.

"First, the muzzle ......"

Rejecting Li Junhao's idea of sending him back, Jiang Ding thought about it and went to the cultivation room to open a certificate of good health, and parents could check it online.

Otherwise, Lin Wanqiu would send him directly to the hospital, the kind that he wouldn't come up with in a week!