Lin Yi was shocked.

It's an exchange transfusion.

His blood seemed to be slowly turning into something unfamiliar.

For a moment, his thoughts were mixed.

For a moment, he even felt like he was becoming an inhuman alien.

After all, a cultivator's cultivation is only to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and transform it into a true element in his own body, and this true element is still like a foreign substance to the physical body, still like a yellow bud, clearly existing in the perception.

The blood of all cultivators is still the same as the blood of ordinary people.

However, in an instant, he was relieved.

When people are born, they are not more than a few catties, and after weaning, they feed on grains, and only after the internal organs are strong do they begin to eat meat and meat, and gradually weigh more than dozens of catties and hundreds of catties.

The nectar between heaven and earth, all kinds of subtle vitality, light, and countless subtle changes in the grains and fibers in the grain plants finally condensed the grains.

The essence of the five grains is piled up into the body, and if you practice with the qi of the five grains today, it is like going back to the time of birth and reshaping the qi and blood.

If it is said that the True Yuan Cultivation Method cultivates the way of the day after tomorrow, then this Great Kura Cultivation Method instead returns to the innate and starts from a complete transformation of oneself.

Sanctification!

Sanctification of the flesh!

In many of the notes he had read, the ancients used the words of sanctification in the flesh to describe the Great Kura, but it was only at this time that he truly understood that the realm of the Great Kula back then was truly detached from the flesh and bones of the mortal womb, and the physical body was truly inhuman, different from everyone else in the world.

Lin Yi was inexplicably moved and a little proud.

He is also lonely walking the path that Da Kuluo walked alone back then, but the world has changed drastically and the war has begun, will this world give him enough time to cultivate to the final realm of Da Kura?

With the rapid fusion of the five grains qi and the blood, the five grains qi that had been extremely clear in his perception before began to disappear in his perception, and was replaced by a subtle feeling that the blood on his body was constantly changing.

As these grains disappeared in his perception, his consciousness gradually flew away like a butterfly in meditation, scattered all over his body, and he entered that state of being one and selfless.

Heaven and earth are outside him.

Yet he seemed to be gradually detached from heaven and earth.

His breathing gradually became weak, even intermittent, and he gradually turned more and more to internal breathing.

In a guerrilla camp tent on the edge of the camp.

The middle-aged general, with slightly gray hair, slowly opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but shake his head gently.

He is a talent for love, but he can't change the fate of anyone here.

Lin Yi's breathing became weak and choppy, which, in his opinion, was a sign of internal injury.

The young man was so strong that he looked like this, but he was still hurt after all.

The sun rose in the east, the mist rose in the mountains and forests, and amid the shouts and reprimands of some guerrilla veterans, all the students of the fifth and sixth years of the Tianjian quickly got up and began to wash, eat, and pack up.

Lin Yi is no exception.

He quickly woke up when he washed his face from the mountain spring, and the cold water fell on his skin, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong.

The injuries in his body were no longer felt.

The most traumatic part of the chest and abdomen was only a faint heat.

His blood seemed to change somewhat, heavier, and more powerful in his body.

But what made him feel wrong seemed to have nothing to do with blood, nor did it have anything to do with the qi of grains.

He lost his mind for a moment, but he still didn't know why.

When he lost his mind, Xiao Qianshan also looked at him for a moment.

He didn't feel anything wrong, but Xiao Qianshan and several military cultivators, including the middle-aged general, all sensed something that he wasn't aware of.

His breathing became weak.

For a practitioner, a strong breath means strength and health.

Weak breathing means injury and weakness.

......

The students of the fifth year of the Heavenly Prison left first, where would they go, Lin Yi didn't know, this belonged to the military's secret.

There wasn't even much time to say goodbye.

The sixth-year student of the Heavenly Prison followed Xiao Qianshan's order to the northwest side of this blade mountain, which was exactly the opposite direction of the departure of the fifth-year student of the Heavenly Prison.

Lin Yi thought back to the map of the mountains and forests he had seen before, the direction of the fifth year of the Heavenly Prison was the official road, and they should continue to move forward quickly, and the direction they went to was the Bashui River.

"Do we want to take the waterway?" Lin Yi guessed this possibility, and went up along the Ba River, which connected to the Yangtze River, and along the river, it could go straight to Meishan.

If you take the official road, after passing Baling County, most of them are mountain roads, even if you change to horses suitable for mountain roads, the daily journey is not fast, and although the waterway boat travel is not fast, the distance is short.

"Are you really sure you want to help Lin Yi carry these marching rations?"

An old soldier who looked at the sixth-year outfits of the Heavenly Prison asked before starting the march.

"Of course. ”

Xie Suichun and Li Daoyuan responded loudly first.

The two responded to the sergeant while smiling at Lin Yi.

Their eyes were as warm as a spring breeze.

"Lin Fox, I see now that you are not only a woman, but also a man. Qi Zhuji walked to Lin Yi's side and said quietly and sarcastically: "They look at you very ambiguously. ”

"I have a request for you now, and whatever you say is what you say. Lin Yi responded with a slight smile.

"I've never seen a skinless and faceless character like you. Qi Zhuji was very helpless about his response.

The old soldier didn't say anything, and followed these people with the marching rations of the horse gang that Lin Yi needed.

"General Xiao. ”

Lin Yi was moved, he quickly stepped forward, and when he got behind the guerrillas who were leading the way, he asked Xiao Qianshan: "General Xiao, this kind of horse thief marching rations is very good at fighting hunger, I heard that the horse gangs and private merchants who sell horses and salt in the border areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty have unique marching rations, I don't know if General Xiao knows anything about the border areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty." ”

"Northern Wei Frontier?" Xiao Qianshan glanced at Lin Yi and did not answer for a while.

Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "It should be in the area of Huaihuang Town and Rouxuan Town, I read some books to introduce it, and the caravan rations over there are very unique." ”

"Zhe longevity. Xiao Qianshan called the name of a sergeant to the side.

The old soldier, who was in his forties, leaned over.

"Have you been to the border areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty, what kind of marching food did the horse gangs in Huaihuang and Rouxuan Town use?" Xiao Qianshan asked.

"Has he been there?" Lin Yi was suddenly full of anticipation, and the Huaihuang and Rouxuan he said were the frontier places recorded in many ancient books and notes when Da Juluo sold horses.

"That's pretty good marching food. The old soldier smiled at Lin Yi, the corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles, "It seems that you are very knowledgeable, the marching food used by the horse gangs in that place is originally a bit special, they use barley and soft blood dried millet to fry and grind flour, and then add a local kind of dried sweet potato, which is extremely hungry resistant, and even if you eat it for more than ten days, you will not be weak." ”

"Rouran's blood?" Xiao Qianshan raised his eyebrows, he hadn't heard of this name either.

"It is a kind of blood-red millet on the barren mountain, and the human race is not alive. The old soldier said: "These caravans crossed Loulan, as far as the area of Qigu and Dongtai, and sold the goods along the way, and brought back some local characteristics, and that kind of blood dried millet is also one of them." ”

"It's been like this since ancient times, so is there still it now?" Lin Yi took a deep breath, he couldn't calm down in his heart, this is very likely, it was the thing used by Dajura when he practiced back then.

"Now the Northern Wei Dynasty has set up border towns, and what prevents people from those places from coming in is to be a coward, not to say that there is no such thing, but it must not be much, not to mention the kind of marching food, that is, the brown rice grain you bring, it is impossible to obtain a large amount, otherwise it would have become the military food of the Northern Wei Dynasty. The veteran said flatly.

Lin Yi didn't say much, and thanked him for returning to the column.

This is where hope is lost.

But for him, at least it was equivalent to knowing the exact recipe.

"Are you really going to go by water?"

After walking for more than an hour, it was close to the Bashui River, and across a mountain forest, Lin Yi heard the sound of rumbling water, and the sound of ships hitting each other.