Yang Chen said seriously: "Senior, whether it is an elixir or a potion, there are impurities, eat less, there is no problem." If you eat too much, you will precipitate impurities in your body, and if you precipitate too much, you will form erysipelas. ”

"Oh!" Mike said thoughtfully, then arched his hand, "Thank you!"

"Goodbye, senior!"

"Goodbye!"

Yang Chen returned to his villa, entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, came to the valley, and entered the mobile room. Sit in a chair and place the box on the table. Open the box, take out a bead, look carefully, and further confirm that this is the blood of the raccoon. Looking at this drop of blood, Yang Chen fell into deep thought.

This drop of blood seems to be a long time ago, and it must have been picked up by Lisbon in the Snowless Wadi Otherworld. In this way, there should be no demons there now.

Also!

Lisbon is just the pinnacle of a great samurai, and it must not be able to go much deeper into the other world. If there were demon clans so close to each other, the passage of the Snowless Dry Valley would have been discovered by the Otherworld.

And the people of the Snowless Academy, no one recognized that this was the blood of the demon race, which means that the humans on the earth have not seen the demon race.

However, there used to be a demon clan there, although it is very old, even if the demon clan migrates away for some reason, it will not migrate too far, right?

If you don't travel too far, it won't take long to find the passage here, right?

Maybe......

The demon clan has a long lifespan, and it will take hundreds or thousands of years to sleep. Will the channel be found late?

Anyway, I need to be strong as soon as possible!

Yang Chen took out the carving knife, took a deep breath, and began to carefully carve the pattern on the blood. Trace by wisp, preoccupied, slowly, the subtle patterns form a complex pattern.

"Hiss ......"

Rich spiritual power and blood power seeped out from that blood.

Yang Chen hurriedly threw down the carving knife, held the drop of blood in his hand, sat cross-legged on the chair, and began to frantically run the Chaos Technique. As soon as the Chaos Technique worked, the spiritual power and blood power in that drop of blood frantically poured into his body.

The yang and yin veins in Yang Chen's body were running like a grinding disc, grinding the spiritual power and blood qi power that had entered his body to be more refined. Pure spiritual power poured into the dantian and directly turned into mist. The power of pure blood qi traveled all over the body, refining Yang Chen's body.

The rich spiritual power was quickly washed in the meridians, it was Yang Chen's wide meridians, which were all congested at this time, and the spiritual power was too much, making Yang Chen's meridians begin to swell, and the tearing pain hit all over the body. This was not enough, the power of blood and qi tempered Yang Chen's body, making Yang Chen's body shrink one by one, like thousands of hammers constantly forging his body, the two pains were one, exceeding Yang Chen's previous pains, making Yang Chen almost faint.

"I can't pass out, and once I do, I can't channel spiritual power and the power of flesh and blood. The power of spiritual power and flesh energy will be detonated in the body. I'm going to die!

What kind of pain did Lao Tzu not try?

What's this pain?

Mere trifle!

Come!

Let the pain come harder!

Poof......"

Yang Chen spurted blood from his mouth and nose.

"Poof......

Yang Chen's seven orifices spurted blood.

But his aura was climbing rapidly.

The Great Samurai has three floors, the Grand Samurai has four floors, and the Grand Samurai has five floors......

It wasn't until the peak of the fifth layer of the Great Warrior that Yang Chen's aura stabilized and stopped climbing. The drop of blood in his hand turned into powder, sparsely falling from his fingers to the ground.

Yang Chen didn't open his eyes, but probed his spiritual power into the dantian.

The mist in the dantian is shrouded, and there are already fifty percent of the spiritual power turning into fog, which contains surging power.

Yang Chen withdrew his spiritual power and began to scan his body, and joy appeared between his eyebrows. He didn't know what level his body had reached now, and the golden bell jar didn't seem to be so high. It seems that the current Yang Chen has broken through the shackles of the golden bell jar and reached a higher level.

Yang Chen opened his eyes, looked at his hands, stretched out the fingers of his left hand, and stabbed his right arm, which was very soft and tough. Clenched his right fist and tensed his right arm. The soft muscles were immediately hard as iron.

"It's not a little bit stronger, but I don't know what realm it should be?"

"Don't worry about it for now, go on!"

Yang Chen took out the second drop of blood from the box, picked up the carving knife, and began to carve again. The second carving, he became much more proficient, and in less than half an hour, the second drop of blood began to exude spiritual power and blood power again. Yang Chen threw down the carving knife, held the drop of blood in his hand, and began to cultivate again.

The Great Samurai has six layers, the Great Samurai has seven layers, and the Great Samurai has seven floors at its peak.

Yang Chen's breath stabilized, Yang Chen opened his eyes and shook his head slightly, the second drop of blood of the fox only improved his cultivation by two layers, and it was estimated that the third drop of blood could only improve himself by one layer.

"Forget it, let's make the third drop of blood into a blood bomb and keep it as a hole card to save your life. ”

Yang Chen took the third drop of blood out of the box, picked up the carving knife, and began to carve it carefully. This time the engraving was even more cumbersome, and it took nearly two hours before Yang Chen exhaled a breath and put down the carving knife.

"It's finally successful, but I don't know how powerful it will be if this drop of blood is detonated?"

After measuring it for a while, Yang Chen carefully put the drop of blood into the storage ring. Then he got up and left the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. This night, he didn't practice any other items, but his cultivation was promoted from the second layer of the Great Samurai to the peak of the seventh layer of the Great Samurai.

It's only been three days since I entered the school, and this snowless academy is really a blessed place for me!

It was already past six o'clock in the morning, Yang Chen went to the bathroom to take a bath, and then left the villa, calling Liang Xianglong and Xu Buqi to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Walking on the road, Liang Xianglong and Xu Buqi looked at Yang Chen vigorously. In the end, Xu Buqi couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, how do I feel that your aura has become stronger again?

"Hmm!" Yang Chen nodded and said, "If you accumulate enough, you will break through." ”

Yang Chen didn't say that he had broken through a few layers, and Liang Xianglong and Xu Buqi didn't expect Yang Chen to break through several steps in a row, but envy flashed in their eyes. Xu Buqi clenched his left hand into a fist and smashed it in his right palm and said:

"I'm going to practice hard!"

Although Liang Xianglong didn't speak, the fighting spirit in his eyes was about to turn into substance.

Yang Chen shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: "This is not a desperate matter, this is a matter of chance." It's not right, it's because I have culture and know the blood of the demon clan. Therefore, there is still a cultural thing, these two uneducated coarse people can't understand cultural people like me. ”

Yang Chen was immersed, as if he had disappeared into the Snowless Academy, unnoticed. I had classes every morning and all my clothes in the afternoon in the library. At night, he practiced step by step in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. Zilang literature

He is not in a hurry to go to the other world, nor is he in a hurry to challenge the top 100 list, he has just broken through, and it is a continuous breakthrough, he needs to precipitate himself. First silently sort out your own cultivation, let yourself get used to the strength of your breakthrough, and silently accumulate theoretical knowledge.

The reading hall of Wuxue Academy is a treasure to him.

He first consulted the exercises on meditation and found that they were not higher than the high-grade spiritual power exercises he cultivated. There are no mature sound attack techniques, but there are some immature speculations and researches. Yang Chen memorized these, then returned to the villa, recorded them in a USB disk, and recorded the exercises of spiritual meditation in the USB disk and gave them to Britney.

September 5th.

Hua Buyi and Zhou Xiaowen took the team to Wuxue Academy and began to negotiate with Wuxue Academy. Yang Chen entertained them, and then taught Zhou Xiaowen a day of alchemy, then left it alone and soaked in the classroom and the library again.

Three days later, Hua did not forget to negotiate with Zhou Xiaowen successfully, and left with Jenny and Britney to return to Huaxia. Yang Chen went back and forth between the classroom, the library and the villa every day.

October 1.

In fact, Yang Chen had forgotten the concept of time, and was like a sponge every day, frantically absorbing knowledge.

Lingtai square inch mountain.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged in front of the gate of the cave mansion, closed his eyes and weaved the talisman of the earth spike in the sea of knowledge, since he got the inheritance of the talisman of the earth spike, he has been insisting on weaving every day for more than a month, in his sea of knowledge, a talisman is only the last two. Yang Chen was weaving carefully, and there was only less than half a foot left of a fog silk, and this less than half a foot of fog silk had to weave two runes.

A layer of sweat had oozed from Yang Chen's forehead, dripping to the ground. A rune is woven into a single rune, and only the last one is missing, forming a complete rune.

Knowing the silence in the sea, the dragon is quiet, and the knife is quiet. Only one end of the mist silk slowly weaved the last rune under the control of spiritual power.

"Buzz ......"

At the moment when the last rune was successfully weaved, the rune vibrated violently, with that rune as the center, the spiritual power spread like ripples, gradually calming down. The talisman floated towards the top of the sea of knowledge, floated to the top, and floated there quietly, emitting light. A trace of spiritual power was absorbed by the talisman of the ground thrust, and as the more spiritual power absorbed, the more brilliant the light became. After about three minutes, Zhihai calmed down.

"It worked!"

Yang Chen opened his eyes excitedly, looked ahead, and his spiritual power touched the talisman, which instantly activated the talisman. In front of Yang Chen, a ground spike of more than ten meters with a sharp whistling sound rose from the ground and pierced the sky.

"It's amazing! This is a demon beast, if you give it such a time, it will be enough to choke, right?"

"Hoo ......"

Yang Chen let out a long breath, and as soon as his mind moved, he returned to the villa. Meditating outside the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is much more effective than being inside.

Yang Chen's consumed spiritual power began to recover a little.

"Huh?"

Yang Chen's eyes were closed, and when the consumed spiritual power was fully recovered, he found that a mist thread was born in the sea of knowledge, and then merged into the foggy mountain.

"It's ......"

Joy suddenly appeared between Yang Chen's eyebrows, originally he thought that after weaving a talisman with a mist thread, the foggy mountain would have one less mist thread. He even began to worry that if there were too many talismans he had woken, would the foggy mountain be gone?

In this way, isn't his mental strength declining?

The realm has also dropped!

At this time, Yang Chen was completely relieved, weaving the talisman was also a consumption for the Foggy Mountain, as long as it was consumed, it would be restored. In this way, no matter how many talismans I weave, the fog I spent will be restored!

That's it for today, and I'll continue to weave the Earth Thrust Talisman every day from now on. It's time to strike iron.

"Dangdangdang......"

Pieces of metallic metal were forged under Yang Chen's sledgehammer, and he was going to build a metallic magic weapon today. Now Yang Chen has thoroughly understood the inheritance of magic weapons, and he is going to create a peak magic weapon today.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to create a metallic magic weapon, because metallic is the sharpest and extremely lethal. At this time, Yang Chen's face was extremely solemn, each hammer was extremely accurate, and a vein of weapons was generated in the body of the knife under the hammer, and he forged it extremely carefully. Attribute materials are very rare, and if you waste one, you will lose one.

"Dangdangdang......"

Sparks splashed everywhere, like blooming flowers. The temperature in the stone chamber began to rise, and ordinary people would be roasted here. Even Yang Chen, at this time, his bare upper body was already covered with sweat, and it was reflected by the flames as if it was shining.

"Dangdangdang......"

The power poured from the body along the arm into the hammer, and the thirty-six forms of the heavenly hammer drew an indescribable trajectory in the air, hitting the body of the knife, and blooming with a thunderous roar.

As the veins became more and more complete, it seemed to be alive, and the sword light was swallowed, as if it was breathing. The blade was forged red, almost transparent, and the veins inside the blade could be seen moving like a dragon.

At this time, if someone is watching, they must be dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

The veins were like a dragon leaping, and the body of the sword was like a living creature breathing.

"Dangdangdang......"

In the stone room, it was no longer one Yang Chen at this time, but many Yang Chen. Around the forging platform, it seemed that countless Yang Chen were wielding countless giant hammers forging the knife body.

This is the Seven Star Forging Technique.

The vague figures, the vague giant hammers, countless figures and hammer shadows, as if weaving a canopy, shrouded the forging platform, and one after another hammer shadows descended from the canopy like meteors, smashing on the blade body on the forging platform.

It seems that the shadow of the hammer is mixed, but each hammer falls in the right place with precision, and the blade is getting redder and redder, and the slightest sharp edge spreads from the blade.

"When ......"

The last hammer resounded through the stone chamber, like a flood bell Dalu.

"It's done!"

Yang Chen's eyes were like the sun, and he casually threw the hammer on the ground, looking at the giant knife lying horizontally on the forging platform with burning eyes.

Reaching out and swiping it on the storage ring, a quenching talisman appeared in his hand, and his backhand slapped on the blade.

"Buzz ......"

The quenching talisman turned into a scabbard, and the fiery red giant knife was contained in the scabbard.

"Sneer......"

The scabbard vibrated with a dense sound.

After a quarter of an hour, the quenching charm dissipated. A long knife lay quietly on the forging table. Yang Chen immediately took out the opening talisman again and slapped it

Long knife on. He turned into a scabbard and put the long knife in the scabbard again.

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