I don't know how long it took, Han Ming slowly woke up after a groan, and the moment he regained consciousness, he was very suspicious of whether he was dead.

As soon as his body moved slightly, a sharp pain made him snort uncontrollably, but at this time he was very happy, and the pain in his body proved that he was still alive, not dead, and everything was not as important as being alive.

Han Ming lay on the spot for about an hour before he had some strength to slowly move his body and sit up against a stone wall.

Han Ming found that the nameless mana in his body was running non-stop, and streams of mana were swimming back and forth in his body, so that the wounds on his body would no longer worsen.

At this time, of course, Han Ming saw the blood-robed man who died not far from him, and when he saw the blood-robed man's death, he understood that this blood-robed man was poisoned by his blood.

In fact, although Han Ming carried a lot of poisons on his body, the most poisonous thing on his body was not the various poisons in the bottles, but the blood he was all over, and Han Ming's blood contained the toxicity of more than fifty kinds of dilute poisons, and these poisons could be combined to become another new poison.

In addition to toxicity, Han Ming also has the medicinal properties of these strange antidotes in his blood, Han Ming can make his own blood a deadly poison in a single thought, and he can also make his blood a life-saving medicine in a single thought.

As soon as the blood-robed man appeared, Han Ming released the poison in the blood, but it was a pity that the previous sneak attack was blocked by the light curtain released by the jade ornament, and he couldn't spray the blood onto the blood-robed man's face, otherwise this blood-robed man might have been poisoned to death a long time ago, where would he use such effort to deal with it.

And after the blood-robed man took the blood-colored gourd, Han Ming saw that the blood-colored mist could directly dissolve the poisonous fog he had spread around him, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate, this blood-colored fog was very weird, he didn't know if the blood as the last hole card could still have an effect.

In fact, the blood-robed man died very badly, his blood mist was poisonous, and he could also restrain many poisons, but he didn't expect that Han Ming's blood was an extremely violent poison. The Blood Mist itself helped the spread of the blood poison in Han Ming's blood, because the two were of the same origin, both were human essence blood.

Although the Blood Mist could also dissolve some of the toxicity in Han Ming's blood, before the Blood Mist could remove the toxicity in Han Ming's blood, the Blood Robe Man died of poison.

In fact, it was also the blood-robed man who was looking for his own death, if he hadn't touched Han Ming's blood with his hand, with just the medium of the blood mist, he would not have died immediately, at least for about half an hour.

Han Ming slowly raised his hand, touched his face, which was pale and abnormally pale due to excessive blood loss, and then put his hand in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

"I'm alive, I'm alive, alive. Han Ming muttered to himself repeatedly, but tears couldn't help falling as he spoke.

After all, Han Ming is not yet an adult, although he pretends to be an old man all day long, but his heart is not as strong as it seems, and now after the first outright death threat, the weak side of his heart is completely exposed.

Crying and crying, Han Ming began to laugh, and the tears flowed into his mouth without knowing it, and he coughed one after another until he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

About half an hour later, Han Ming wiped his tears, forcibly calmed down, completely put away the weak side, and then took the initiative to run the nameless magic technique and check the condition of his body in detail.

It doesn't matter, Han Ming himself was also taken aback by the condition inside his body, he himself is a doctor, he naturally knows the severity of the injury, his whole body has suffered serious internal injuries, and it is a miracle that he is still alive.

Han Ming further checked the condition in his body, and was surprised to find that although the viscera in his body was injured, these viscera were wrapped in soft mana, and because of these mana, his injuries were contained and further deteriorated.

Han Ming immediately sat down on the ground honestly, picked up the nameless magic technique, and began to treat the injuries on his body, after several hours of meditation, the injuries in Han Ming's body were finally completely suppressed by him, and he no longer had to worry about which organ suddenly ruptured and died.

However, although the injury was suppressed, Han Ming no longer had to worry about the safety of his life, but because the internal injuries were too serious, he still couldn't exercise vigorously, otherwise he might suddenly die.

After several hours of meditation, Han Ming's physical strength had recovered a lot, and he slowly stood up, leaned towards the corpse of the blood-robed man, and then slowly searched for him.

After a while, Han Ming scavenged the things on the corpse of the blood-robed man, and then piled up his brains in front of him, while he himself sat on the ground and slowly identified them.

Han Ming looked at the pile of items in front of him, picked out one of the small bottles, then uncorked the bottle, squinted his eyes and looked inside, and then tilted the mouth of the bottle and poured out a black pill.

Han Ming sniffed the pill in his hand, and then he showed a surprised expression and muttered to himself: "Internalization Pill, the best healing pill in the martial arts, can heal most of the internal injuries, it is just right for me now." With this Internalized Pill, I don't have to worry about any sequelae left by the internal injuries on my body!"

Han Ming put the pill back into the bottle, put the bottle in his arms again, and then took a small medicine bag and opened it, and after a while of identification, Han Ming's face became happy again.

"Externalized San, the same name as the Internalization Dan, this blood-robed man is really wealthy, and he actually wears the best healing medicine in the two martial arts. ”

Han Ming took the small medicine bag into his arms, and then looked at the few items left in front of him, two small wooden boxes, a thick book, a small blood-colored gourd, and a silver hook.

Han Ming thought for a while and took the two small wooden boxes, opened the two small wooden boxes, and found that there were two similar talismans lying quietly inside, Han Ming thought for a while and carefully put the two talismans into his arms, now his body is sick, and he can't easily use mana to test the effect of this talisman.

Han Ming took the book over this time, and he didn't mess with the blood-colored little gourd, because he felt that the blood-colored little gourd was a bit evil, and no matter how he looked at it, it was a little infiltrating.

Now he can't mess with his mana, he doesn't want to take this little gourd that looks like it's oozing blood into his arms.

Han Ming opened the book and read it in detail, and he was surprised to find that the book was written by a native of Jiayue called Guangling Sanren, and the contents of it recorded things that he thought were important or interesting.

The book records a cultivation method called Wind Condensation, which is divided into thirteen layers, the first to fourth layers are the initial level of Qi training, the fifth to eighth layers are the intermediate level of Qi training, the ninth to twelfth layers are the rear layers of Qi training, and the thirteenth layer of Qi training is called the Great Perfection of Qi Training.

At this time, Han Ming's face was full of shock, and his nameless verbal duel was also thirteenth, could it be that his nameless technique and this wind condensation were the same kind of exercises?

Han Ming forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued to flip back without saying a word, and now he was very much looking forward to the content of the rest of the book.

In addition to this wind condensation, there are also some related spells recorded in this book, including Han Ming's cultivation of the Fire Bomb Technique, the Qi Hope Technique, the Light Body Technique, and the Soul Binding Technique, in addition to the Wind Blade Technique, the Matter Control Technique, and the Divine Consciousness Sacrifice Method.

Seeing this, Han Ming was pleasantly surprised, he really didn't expect that the Wind Blade Technique performed by the blood-robed man would be recorded in this book, so that he could cultivate, and his strength would inevitably increase greatly.

Han Ming continued to read, but found that there were some strange anecdotes about the back, such as what hidden dragon eye can make mortals give birth to spiritual roots out of thin air, dragon fruit can turn into a true dragon by itself, Qixia and Tilian can soar during the day after eating, and the true spirit Rahu has its own realm in its body......

The strange stories recorded by the Guangling Sanren account for most of the book, covering a wide range of topics, most of which are rumors in the monk world, which really opened Han Ming's eyes.

In the end, Guangling Sanren sighed in the book, the biggest regret in his life was that he couldn't get a foundation building pill, he couldn't break through the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation to become a foundation building monk, and his longevity failed to increase, so he could only sit down gloomily in the end.

Han Ming also knew the effect of the foundation building pill at this time, that is, there was a certain chance to help the monks in the Qi training period break through the bottleneck of foundation building and become a monk in the foundation building period, according to Guangling Sanren said in the book, the longevity of the monks in the Qi training period would be one hundred years, and the longevity of the monks in the foundation building period would be doubled, reaching more than two hundred years old.

All the medicinal materials needed for the refining of Zhuji Dan are extremely rare and precious, and these medicinal materials need to be more than hundreds of years old, which leads to the very small number of Zhuji Dan, which is in short supply at all, and the vast majority of Qi practicing monks can not get one in their lifetime, Guangling Sanren is one of them, although he is the cultivation of Qi Cultivation Great Perfection, but he has not obtained a Zhuji Dan in his life.

Han Ming was a little uninterested in the Zhuji Dan mentioned by the Guangling Sanren, that Zhuji Dan was far away from him, he didn't need that Zhuji Dan to help him break through the Qi cultivation period now!

"Hey, what is this? Han Ming let out a soft sigh, and then pulled out a palm-sized piece of metal from the book.

This piece of metal is a kind of black and red as a whole, and there are dense small characters on it, although the metal piece is only the size of a palm, but the kid on it is full of five or six thousand words.

Han Ming took this metal piece and immediately felt a smell of blood entering his nose, Han Ming frowned, why did this metal piece seem to have been soaked in blood, and there was a strong smell of blood coming to his face, which was simply comparable to the blood gourd.

Han Ming put the metal piece in front of his eyes, and carefully read the small characters on it, his five senses were extremely sharp, although these words were small, they could still be seen clearly.

As Han Ming looked at it little by little, his brows gradually furrowed, until he finished reading the last word, Han Ming slowly raised his head, and then frowned and looked at the blood-colored gourd in front of him, his expression was extremely complicated.