Lin Mochen didn't give up, and departed a power of consciousness to reach into his storage ring, looking for the heavy sword.

In the storage ring, a pile of animal carcasses piled high. Although he knew that it was impossible for the heavy sword to run in by itself, Lin Mochen still examined them carefully.

Then there are small mountain-like bloodstones, and there are a few brightly colored and slightly clear bloodstones scattered next to them.

Next to it were some bottles and jars, mainly blood alchemy, and some other wound medicines, as well as the bottle of the Hundred Poison Pill that used to be a-flavored pill.

Finally, there are a variety of pots and pans, and condiments.

No!

No?

The storage ring has always been the storage location of the heavy sword, which Lin Mochen himself can affirm.

The spirit sword has a spirit, will it stay in the body to nourish itself?

Without the intention of looking again, Lin Mochen's consciousness quickly spread to all parts of his body.

Compared to orthodox cultivators, they were able to cultivate their own aura in the dantian, but zombies didn't have that.

Before the power of consciousness could spread throughout the body, the place where the heavy sword went, where the heart and arteries met.

At this time, the heavy sword was still four feet and nine minutes long, countless times smaller than an embroidery needle. Just stay in the aorta, enjoy the baptism of blood qi, let the strong blood qi wash over it, and there is no intention of blocking the blood qi.

"If you hadn't discovered it consciously, you wouldn't have noticed it at all. ”

The consciousness recondensed and landed next to the heavy sword, opening a new round of temptation.

Although it is countless times smaller, the sword body is still the same, and there is no chance to take advantage of it.

Attached his consciousness to the sword, he sent out a message in an attempt to communicate with the sword spirit inside the heavy sword.

So far, apart from the shape of the heavy sword, all he can be sure of is that this sword must have a spirit, and it is a great spirit.

Just as he feared, the message sent out was like a stone sinking into the sea, without setting off a single wave.

"No, since the epee came here on its own, there must be something it needs here. ”

The heart, the aortic arch, the blood gases, the blood, what else?

The heart, there is still some distance, should be able to be ruled out.

The aortic arch, which happens to be all at the entrance location, is possible.

Blood Qi and Blood, the former should be more concentrated in the fourth heart orifice, and the latter should be in the heart, which doesn't seem to match, but he is completely exposed to blood and blood.

What is it?

What is it about the aortic arch, the blood gas, and the blood that can attract the heavy sword?

The aortic arch doesn't seem to have much to do with the epee, other than to provide a venue. With the observation of consciousness, Lin Mochen quickly had a judgment.

As an important part of the body, blood and blood contain most of the energy of the generals.

If the epee needs this energy, why not in the heart and the fourth heart?

Lin Mochen felt that he was getting closer and closer to the answer, and he was just a layer of paper away.

The power of consciousness was attached to the heavy sword again, and the movement of the heavy sword was carefully observed.

No absorption, no confiding.

I seem to be going in the wrong direction.

Lin Mochen reversed the consciousness that was trying to penetrate inside, feeling the changes in the blood around him.

It turns out that this is the secret!

When the blood and blood poured into the heavy sword, some of the energy did disappear, but they reappeared, but this change was too slight, so slight that it would not be noticeable if there was only a slight sloppiness.

After understanding, the power of consciousness began to parse this part of the changed things.

"No change?!"

After concentrating on observation, I got an unexpected answer.

He didn't even find the slightest discovery. Although I felt subtle changes, when I really tried to study them, I couldn't observe anything, as if the level of the tool was not enough.

"The strength is still too bad!"

Unwillingly, he withdrew his consciousness and put it on his body again. Compared with the mystery of the heavy sword, the body is much more sincere, and it is suddenly exposed to consciousness.

The scarred body has recovered, and the blood qi in the body has regained its fullness. However, when Lin Mochen's consciousness checked the outside world, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

His hands were empty now, only the air he couldn't see.

A top-grade blood stone disappeared like this, and his body didn't burst.

The best blood stone is an excellent item for the fifth generation of generals to break through the fourth generation of generals, and it is a treasure that the zombies of the third generation of generals will be red-eyed, and they are devoured by him. Although his realm is at its peak, he is only a seventh-generation general.

"Crazy, crazy!"

I don't know what he thinks of himself, but Tumu Yao also thinks the same way. Although she was still helping Ah Da heal, the curiosity and surprise in her eyes showed that she had been paying attention to Lin Mochen.

The seventh generation of generals refined a superb blood stone, what is the situation, does the snake swallow the elephant?

"Although we can't hand him over to the Yuan Strike Ancestor, it should be okay to invest now. It just so happens that I still have a hundred bloodstones here for him to use. ...... future" Tumu Yao showed a treacherous smile on his face.

Lin Mou, who was shocked by himself, of course didn't know that others were calculating him, and even if he knew, he probably hoped that there would be more such people.

After packing up his mood, Lin Mochen's consciousness returned to his body.

"The injuries are healed, but I don't know if there will be any dark wounds?"

I have to say that the heavy sword still left some influence on Lin Mochen.

Injuries that he didn't notice before, he definitely won't delve into them. But now, he knew that his consciousness was limited, and he simply couldn't reach something deeper.

"I lost control of my body before, was it because I couldn't find out because of my strength?"

Thinking of this question, Lin Mochen became more and more urgent to improve his strength.

It's best to be disaster-free, but who can guarantee it.

"The blood is full of qi, and it has almost reached the critical point of the seventh generation of generals, and as long as you cultivate a little, you can break through. ”

"The realm of the physical body, it seems that there is no progress?" Lin Mochen was very puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that after such a serious injury, he should be able to exercise, even if he can't enter the peak of the seventh generation of generals, at least he should be more than halfway in the later stage.

"Could this be caused by internal injuries?"

Lin Mochen began to think crankily, even if there was no relationship between the two.

Sink the surging power of consciousness into all parts of your body and check it out. From the tendons to the bones, to the flesh, there is no missing at all.

Although the power of consciousness was strong, this time the examination took more time than before to complete.

Nothing.

The test couldn't be found, Lin Mochen could only give up, and the power of consciousness returned to his heart. For zombies, the most important thing is the heart.