Xiao Xuehong operated the sun spirit to protect himself, slowly approaching, when he came to the distance of three hundred zhang, he had reached the limit of his physical body, and slowly let go of a trace of protective power, a subtle Gengjin qi approached Xiao Xuehong's body, a tingling pain came, and a small blood hole instantly appeared in Xiao Xuehong's chest.

A faint golden light passed through his chest, Xiao Xuehong's forehead was sweating, and he rejoiced in his heart: "Fortunately, it's just a trace." After the wound healed slowly, a trace of untraceable Gengjin power remained in Xiao Xuehong's body, and for Xiao Xuehong's entire body, it was like a drop of water in the ocean.

With the first experience, Xiao Xuehong became more cautious, sitting in the shadow of the Great Sun, wisps of wind spirit power formed an eye of the wind, carefully guiding a wisp of Gengjin Qi to stimulate the meridians of the body. As soon as he touched Xiao Xuehong's palm, a drop of red blood oozed out.

Xiao Xuehong clenched his teeth, endured a strong tingling sensation, and controlled the Gengjin Qi to run towards the meridians of his right hand, at this time, Xiao Xuehong felt that his right hand was constantly pierced by thousands of silver needles, and the pain was unbearable, and his entire clothes were soaked with sweat.

In this way, he insisted on it for about two hours, and Xiao Xuehong, whose spirit had been overdrawn, had to retreat, this time the entire right arm had been preliminarily tempered, and a small amount of Gengjin Qi was contained in it, Xiao Xuehong suddenly felt that his right arm was indestructible, and there was an illusion that he could tear the void.

The old beggar stepped forward and pinched it, his eyes revealing a hint of satisfaction, and in the next time, Xiao Xuehong tempered the other parts of his body step by step.

In the dark void, an old beggar who was out of tune, and a young man who was diligent in cultivation were companions of each other, and four months had passed, and Xiao Xuehong's flesh and blood, bones, meridians, and internal organs had been completely baptized by the qi of Gengjin.

During this time, Xiao Xuehong lived an extremely fulfilling life, and whenever his spirit reached the limit, he withdrew and recovered silently, and the old beggar has also been teaching him the knowledge in his cultivation, pointing out the deficiencies in his combat skills, although the realm has not yet broken through, but the strength has increased a lot.

At this time, Xiao Xuehong has preliminarily completed the training of the physical body, and the next thing is to find a way to communicate with Gengjin's qi to be recognized.

After four months of practice, Xiao Xuehong has accumulated a lot of Gengjin Qi in his body, and he has a deeper understanding of this power.

Xiao Xuehong, who had made all the preparations on this day, closed his eyes and contemplated the Gengjin Qi in front of him, and a small amount of Gengjin Qi in his body also began to operate on its own with Xiao Xuehong's concentration, and the innate Gengjin Qi in his mind formed various sharp blades, all of which exuded a sharp aura.

Xiao Xuehong's spirit was in a trance, as if it was penetrated by various sharp blades, followed by the collapse of the body, and the dense blood holes on the body appeared, and Xiao Xuehong fell into a crisis in an instant, at this time, the old beggar took out a medicine king and raised his hand to shatter it, and the rich vitality wrapped towards Xiao Xuehong, and the wounds on the body began to heal gradually.

In this way, the body is constantly being destroyed and repaired, and the physical body is temporarily stabilized, but the mental torture has not been alleviated in the slightest, Xiao Xuehong stubbornly persevered, and the spirit was desperately ravaged.

Just when his spirit was about to collapse, Xiao Xuehong thought of his parents who were far away from Shenqi, and remembered the bits and pieces from childhood to adulthood, his mother's doting, his father's expectations, the kind clan elders in the tribe, his childhood playmates, and his sister Qing'er who clinged to him every day.

"I must not give up, I still have to see my father and mother, as well as the little mastiff, Mu Lao, Taihong, they must be very anxious if there is no news from me for so long. The last obsession supports Xiao Xuehong's, and his weak spirit is like a candle flame fluttering in the wind and rain, which may be extinguished at any time.

The old beggar was also nervous at this time, although he usually behaved like a master should not be, but deep down he was still very satisfied with Xiao Xuehong's disciple, in the past few months, even if the cultivation method was hard, he had never seen this disciple have the slightest idea of giving up, and he was very satisfied with this disciple in terms of character.

At this time, Xiao Xuehong's flesh and blood had disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton sitting in place, the shadow of the Great Sun shrank, tightly wrapping Xiao Xuehong's heart, and the energy of Gengjin kept washing every part of the skeleton, and fine cracks appeared on the skeleton, which was about to be unable to support it.

At this time, a faint wisp of purple qi flowed out of the crack in the skeleton, and soon wrapped the skeleton as a whole, and the old beggar's eyelids jumped and said in surprise: "Hongmeng purple qi? I didn't expect this kid to have this ability, it seems that this kid is very blessed." ”

The rich Hongmeng purple qi neutralized the Gengjin qi little by little, and mysterious purple lines appeared on the white skeleton, with the washing of the innate Gengjin qi, there were more and more purple lines, and slowly the entire skeleton was printed with purple patterns.

The flesh and blood grew out little by little, as if it was new, and after a while, Xiao Xuehong returned to its original appearance, and the mental exhaustion became more full under the nourishment of Hongmeng's purple qi, and Xiao Xuehong sat there like a sharp sword, revealing his whole body.

The old beggar stepped forward to look at it carefully, and laughed heartily: "Old man, I am really as wise as a torch, I didn't expect that your kid is not shallow?

"Hongmeng Purple Qi, the disciple's vision at birth turned out to be Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

"You said that you were born with a vision of Hongmeng purple qi? No wonder, this kind of innate sacred thing is hard to find, your name Xue Hong was born with Hongmeng qi, it seems that there is a will in the underworld. The old beggar looks like a fairy wind and bones, and in Xiao Xuehong's opinion, he is alive and well, of course, he only dares to say this in his heart, and he has been beaten for his mouth these days.

Xiao Xuehong asked suspiciously, "Does the master know the effect of Hongmeng's qi?"

"Hongmeng is formed by the Great Dao when the chaos of heaven and earth first opened, it can be said to be the carrier of the Dao, and you can have a wisp of Hongmeng Qi in your body, which can be described as supreme creation. As for his effect, when you break through to the next realm, you will feel the benefits it brings you, and for now, it can only make your physical body extraordinary. ”

Xiao Xuehong nodded, since the last time he saw the strangeness of Hongmeng Purple Qi when he obtained Thunder Spirit, Xiao Xuehong has been exploring it a lot on weekdays, but he has no clue, he just feels that because of the existence of Hongmeng Purple Qi, his body strength and recovery speed are very strong.

"You still have to look at the current improvement of your strength, Hongmeng purple qi will gradually be revealed in the process of your growth, take your time to explore, it is useless to think too much. The old beggar reminded.

Xiao Xuehong retracted his mind, feeling the changes in himself, and when the spiritual power began to operate, Xiao Xuehong suddenly looked incredulous......