"Xiao Jianghe, you love reading so much, why don't you be a teacher, it's also very decent."

"Xiao Jianghe, Xiu'er's girl is well-behaved, you can't bully her"

In his sleep, Jiang He's mind echoed the words of the people in the village and towns, including hunters, blacksmiths, all kinds of laughter.

"Uh.."

Jiang He sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, slowly raised his right hand, and rubbed it the corner of his clothes, as if he wanted to wipe away the sins of his hand...

"I'm not, I'm not! I'm sorry."

Jiang He struggled, but he didn't want to think about these things in his mind.

"You, you're hypocrisy, if those people don't die, you're going to die, you're willing, aren't you?"

There was a sigh from the depths of his heart, as if another person was in the heart of the river.

"I'm not... I'm not!

The inner struggle amplifies these voices countless times....

Jiang He wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed a single tear, yes, his tears had long since dried up.

"Good apprentice, since you have worshiped as a teacher, then the teacher will naturally not treat you badly"

I don't know how long it took, the hook-nosed old man slowly walked in front of Jiang He and said.

"What's the matter, those heart-to-heart blood are the most delicious things in the world, right?

The old man looked at Jiang He and said with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

"This is the soul trick, since you are my apprentice, as a teacher, I naturally want to teach you the Tao, this trick is wonderful, there are 7 layers, and you can go straight to Jindan Avenue when you cultivate to the depths, which is a rare magic method."

The old man coughed softly.

"Ahem, but this method, you have also seen it, take people's blood, ingest refining to supplement their own essence and blood, the so-called cultivation is the creation of heaven and earth, and the absorption of mortal blood is still small, but if it is the essence blood of monks, then it is another matter, you can take it"

With a wave of his hand, a jade slip appeared in front of Jiang He, and the jade slip itself had not many words, but it was brilliant and mysterious.

"This trick can also capture people's souls, but you don't try it easily, after all, the theory of the soul is quite mysterious, lest you go mad and burn yourself"

After a while, the old man added a sentence in deep thought, and then left.

Jiang He looked at the jade slip in front of him, and didn't move for a long time...

After a long time, I finally picked up a detailed observation, and I didn't look at it, and I was attracted by the content of the jade slip at a glance, and I immediately looked at it intently.

The dementor technique records the exercises of the first seven layers, but the river is faintly not the whole article, but only the fragment of the first half, although it is a fragment, it is also wonderful.

The outline of this recipe is:

There are ten thousand ways of heaven and earth, there is a program of normality, reincarnation is not endless, life is endless, there is a soul in the sky and there is a spirit in the earth, the soul of all things in heaven and earth, refining the essence and blood and the soul to rest in one's own body, and get the road of eternity, is it not free

Jiang He looked at the introduction, and immediately felt that this trick was extraordinary, I am afraid that this trick is not as simple as just sucking people's essence and blood, but the magic in it is not something that the current Jiang He can understand.

"Tick Tick"

The sound of blood dripping into the blood pool in the cave is endless, the rivers are sinking into the dantian, and the true qi walks on the week, according to the first layer of the soul trick to attract the flesh and blood of the whole body, and pass through the heart room.

Slowly running the soul trick, digesting the blood of the heart that he had absorbed yesterday, and after a while, the blood slowly refined, and suddenly a faint layer of blood mist shrouded around him, there was a sense of dreaminess...

I saw that the river was red all over, his face was fluttering, and the meridians that had not been broken for a long time actually had the intention of loosening, so he was even more immersed in it.

Three hours later, Jiang He got up with satisfaction, and the light in his eyes was even worse, he had already reached the third layer of Qi training, and it was the peak, and it was only one step away from the fourth layer!

Thinking about this, Jiang He's guilt and uneasiness in his heart were slightly reduced, but this was something he himself could not have imagined.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Mo Ya came to the front of Jiang He to meditate, explained some matters of daily maintenance of the blood pool, and lost two formations, just study and use the true qi to lead it, and then floated away, and there was no trace in the cave.

Jiang He then cultivated every day, and after more than a month, Jiang He opened the gate of the cave, looked at the sky and took a long breath, his cultivation had already reached the fourth level of Qi training.

"I'm afraid that everyone in the town thinks I'm dead, or if I'm dead."

Thinking of this, Jiang He shook his head self-deprecatingly...

Half a day later, the sky was roaring, Jiang He went out and saw Mo Ya stepping on a bloody magic knife and returning to the cave.

"Welcome to the Teacher's Return"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised

"Well, yes, in just over a month, I can break through to the fourth layer, but I am also diligent."

Then he went into the cave and said no more.

In the middle of the night, Mo Ya came to the place where the river meditated and said in a deep voice.

"You go to the three towns under the mountain, in order to collect mortal essence blood for the teacher, for the teacher's cultivation, the blood pool is shallow and needs to be replenished urgently"

With that, he handed Jiang He a blood-red flying sword.

"This is a blood condensation sword, it is a low-grade magic weapon, your cultivation has reached the fourth layer, and you have the strength to drive the magic weapon, and I will pass on your basic sword only method, although you can't fly with a sword, but you can barely have the skill of killing"

After that, he threw a booklet to Jiang He and left.

"Hmph, keep this kid for the time being, wait for him to break through to the middle stage of Qi training, and then suck his essence and blood, it's a pity to waste a magic weapon on me."

Thinking of this, although Mo Ya was annoyed, he had no choice, he couldn't get out, so he could only let this son collect mortal essence blood.

Jiang He opened the shabby pamphlet given by the old man, only to see that it was written "Imperial Weapon Essentials", and after careful study, he found that this was the basic key to the enemy's imperial weapon for those who cultivated the truth.

There are several tricks in it, such as "Flying Sword Technique" and "Imperial Qi Chenggang" and other basic spells, which are quite mysterious, so they are carefully practiced.

"Ding", the sound of metal and rock crashing came from the rock wall of the cave, Jiang He pinched the trick with his right hand, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

This flying sword technique is a relatively basic sword method, the original three-inch small sword, after being controlled by the river pinch, it will rise in the wind, and this technique has high requirements for the monk's proficiency, otherwise it can only go straight to the enemy, and can not be improvised.

Thinking of this, Jiang He practiced more and more, but the true qi in this body can only be urged ten times, and every time there is no true qi, he has to meditate and pranayama, which is very troublesome!

"I've got to find a way to fix it."

Jiang Heuchi thought to himself, this flying sword technique is controlled by the true qi in the monk's body, and the principle is quite similar to the needle and thread, it is the flying sword drawn by the qi control silk, so it has high requirements for the caster's divine thoughts and control

Although Jiang He can now use the flying sword technique to cut through rocks, and the power is not small, Jiang He wants to try other manipulations.

For example, after stabbing the opponent directly, he suddenly turned around, presumably in actual combat, even if the enemy could dodge the galloping flying sword, carelessly, if the flying sword turned around and stabbed the back of the neck, it must have a miraculous effect, so Jiang He practiced more seriously.

Four or five days later, about the time of the New Year's Day, the old man instructed Jiang He to collect the essence and blood, and his words were quite impatient, so that Jiang He did not dare to slack off, so he thought for a long time, and then went down the mountain absolutely.

The wind and snow in the mountains were shaking, the cold wind was gusting, the trees in the forest made a rustling sound, and the sky was extremely dark.

In the distance, a person walked down the mountain very quickly, this person was as light as a swallow, and he saw the rocks in the mountain as nothing.

It was the river that came, and he kept the breath under his feet, so that his pace was extremely fast, and in a moment he crossed the mountainside and went down the mountain.

And at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the smell of the New Year is full, and people are immersed in the atmosphere of the festival, as if the cold wind of this winter is not so biting....