Two days later, night had just fallen.

In a pit in the rock wall of Kuquanling, the white-haired young man sat cross-legged, his true qi surging endlessly, and the terrifying wound on his back had been stitched up, and only occasionally blood oozed out.

"Brother Sorry, I've got you some water, drink it quickly!" the girl handed the water bag to the young man.

"The river in a radius of 100 miles of Kuquan Ridge is dry and uninhabited, where did you find the clear water?" The white-haired young man was a little surprised, and suddenly his face changed, "Little girl, did you sneak out of Kuquan Ridge?"

"You have shed too much blood, brother, and if you don't drink water, you will soon die of thirst," the girl said aggrievedly, "so I took advantage of the morning sun rise and went to the nearest river for a walk." ”

"You girl, it's really dead," the young man wanted to give the girl another violent shudder, but her body was too weak and her heart was weak, "Don't you know that the golden eagle is guarding outside the Dry Spring Ridge?"

"Don't worry, I'll rush out while the morning sun rises, and I'll come back at sunset, and the golden eagle won't be able to find my traces. The girl said repeatedly.

"You can lie to yourself with this, but you can't fool me. ”

The white-haired youth snorted coldly.

The river closest to Kuquanling also has to walk for an hour, and the sunset is only half an hour, and she is very likely to be discovered by the golden eagle, and it is really God to bless her to return to Kuquanling alive.

"Didn't I come back safely," the girl grinned, "Brother Sorry, drink your saliva, your lips are chapped." ”

The white-haired young man was indeed thirsty, and he had scarcely drunk water for two days.

On that day, the golden eagle's claws slashed across his body, not only tearing his flesh and skin, but also tearing apart the water bag hanging from his waist, so after escaping into Kuquanling, the two never touched a drop of water again.

Gollum!

The sweet taste of the water in his mouth made the tip of his tongue stretch.

The white-haired young man drank half a bag of spring water before he put down the water bag and continued to breathe and heal.

This sat down again in the middle of the night.

The night is thick, and the crows can occasionally be heard in the dry spring ridge, which looks a little desolate.

The white-haired young man opened his eyes, and the placket of his clothes was already blood-red, but the true qi in the depths of his veins was surging endlessly, and the air mass in the dantian was as thick as mist, almost condensed into water droplets.

When his skill has reached this point, he has already reached the peak, even Gu Yuncong is far inferior to the white-haired young man at this moment.

But he didn't have the slightest joy, no matter how strong his true qi was, he was still just a mortal, and only by turning the spiritual veins and stepping into the immortal path could he compete with the demon beasts.

"After many calculations, I can be sure that tomorrow when the sun rises will be the best opportunity for me to ignite the spiritual vein. The white-haired young man's gaze was extremely determined, although he was seriously injured, but the opportunity was fleeting, and his time was running out now, and it was impossible to wait for the next opportunity.

As for this calculation, whether he has been affected by the thief God or not, he has no idea.

Whether there is or not, the most important thing in the road of cultivating immortals is the determination to move forward, if you look forward and backward, then even if the opportunity is in front of you, you will only miss it in vain.

"Let's get started!"

The white-haired young man took a deep breath and took out four jade bottles, each of which was five inches high, and the wide belly of the bottle was filled with demon blood, and the demon blood was filled with a strong aura, like magma, making the jade bottle itself extremely hot.

The young man ran the spiritual vein technique, first using the true qi as the foundation, condensed a qi vein in his body, and then swallowed a bottle of demon blood.

Gollum!

The demon blood entered the body, and instantly burned like a flame.

For this scene, the white-haired young man had already experienced it once, only to see that the true qi in his body was surging like a frenzied tide, and he would drop ten times with one force, suppressing the demon blood of the riot in the qi veins.

As the magic technique spread, the demon blood seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force, condensing into a silk thread along the trajectory of the qi veins, running through the young man's spine.

"It turns out that the so-called spiritual veins are in the spine," the young man suddenly felt in his heart, and while he was using the magic trick, his fingers were turning endlessly, and he tried his best to calculate the changes in the demon blood, and always kept the demon blood pressure in the depths of the spine.

Grunt!

Another bottle of demon blood was swallowed into his body, and the white-haired young man repeated his old trick, integrating the second demon blood into the depths of his spine.

The two parts of demon blood were combined, and the pseudo-spirit veins in the spine were obviously much thicker, like a piece of twine.

But he didn't stop, but opened the third jade bottle and poured another demon blood.

The larger the pseudo-spiritual vein in the body, the greater the hope of successful ignition, but at the same time, the spiritual vein will be more unstable, once it gets out of control, the white-haired youth will be blown to pieces in an instant.

Laugh at!

A ray of flame suddenly burst out of his back and fell on the rock, flashing with a strange blue light.

That's because the demon blood in his body is too huge, and the strong heat can't even suppress the true qi, so it will condense into a cyan flame and jump out.

This flash of fire woke up the girl who was sleeping nearby.

"Brother Sorry, what's wrong with you?" the girl hurriedly came.

But the white-haired young man was at the critical moment of condensing the pseudo-spiritual vein, how could he speak, he just closed his eyes tightly, and his hands flipped uncertainly, urging his true qi to the extreme.

In the sky, a faint red light rose, the morning sun was rising, and purple air was coming from the east.

As the immortal path technique continued to operate, in the dark, a wisp of purple qi condensed in front of the young man, slowly integrating into his body, and the purple qi seemed to be naturally attracted to each other by the spiritual veins, and soon merged into the demon blood.

Moistened by the purple qi, the violent aura of the demon blood weakened a little, and gradually showed signs of condensing into essence and turning into spiritual veins.

"It's no wonder that it is recorded in the Truth-Seeking Chapter that the greater the demon blood, the greater the hope of igniting the spiritual vein. After sensing the change in the pseudo-spiritual vein, the young man already understood the mystery in his heart.

When demon blood and purple qi are fused, they can turn death into life, from a false pseudo-spiritual vein to a real spiritual vein, which is integrated with the vertebrae.

Among them, the spine is the shell of the spiritual vein, the demon blood is the body of the spiritual vein, and the purple qi is the soul of the spiritual vein.

Only when the body and soul are united can death be turned into life and give birth to a living spiritual vein.

Among the three, the spine is only the outer shell, which has the least impact, and the demon blood and purple qi are the key to igniting the spiritual vein.

As the morning sun rose, an endless stream of purple qi melted into the demon's blood, and finally, a wisp of true spiritual veins appeared in the depths of the spine, only a little faint, as if it would dissipate at any time.

The white-haired youth is not in a hurry or impatient, and he still keeps running the magic tricks, attracting the brilliance of the morning sun and condensing the purple qi.

After an unknown time, the morning sun rose completely, and the purple qi disappeared, leaving only a scorching sun, hanging on the clouds.

"The most dangerous moment is coming!"

The white-haired young man's heart sank slightly, if he could complete the ignition of the spiritual veins before the morning sun completely rose, it would naturally be the best, because the purple qi was the essence of the sun, and it did not contain any heat, so it could not hurt the physical body.

And at this moment, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the absorbed sunlight is like a fire, pouring into the body, and fusing with the scorching demon blood, the heat is even more terrifying, and if you are not careful, you will burn your body.

If it were someone else, he would have slowed down the absorption of the sun at this moment, and would rather wait a little longer until the moon came, and then use the power of the moon to condense the spiritual veins.

But the white-haired young man is good at deduction, he knows that the longer he drags on, the more unstable the demon blood in his body will be, after all, the demon blood is always exposed to the scorching sun, and the true qi of the dantian is one point less.

"At most, in three hours, the true qi in my body will be completely exhausted, and at that time, if the demon blood is not suppressed, I will definitely die. ”

"In that case, let's give it a go!"

The white-haired young man's heart was horizontal, and the magic worked more violently than before.

Since it is destined to be unable to suppress the heat of the scorching sun, let it come more violently, as long as the spiritual veins are condensed before the demon blood erupts, it can survive safely.

Laugh at!

As more and more sunlight was absorbed, a trace of flame burst out from the back, and the furious demon blood continued to merge with the essence of the sun, condensing the true spiritual veins while also accumulating a huge amount of heat.

His back seemed to be wrapped in a layer of magma, and the scorching breath made even his soul ache.

"What are you afraid of death, the thief beheaded me for fifty years, even if I don't die today, I still have to die in two years!"

"In this case, I will fight hard, if I am really killed by demon blood, it will only be two years earlier, what is there to fear?"

The white-haired young man's thoughts flipped in his heart, and his will became more and more determined, only to hear him roar angrily, "Girl, get out of the way!"

Immediately, the surging sunlight essence poured into the depths of the spine, fusing with the demon blood like a raging storm.

Shh

The thick flames cleaved flesh and shot through the rocks behind it like sharp arrows.