Inside the sixth partial hall.

Deng Qi sat bare-chested and cross-legged in a shallow pit, and a thick stream of magma flowed from the wall of the side hall and slowly converged to the shallow pit where he was, until it flooded his chest, and then the magma overflowed in the pit and flowed away through another gap.

And so it goes, and the cycle continues.

Deng Qi's eyes were tightly closed, motionless like a statue, allowing the magma to surge around him like a stream of water, and only after a long time did he slowly open his eyes, jump up from the shallow pit, splashing a large piece of magma on the ground, emitting bursts of white smoke.

"Uncle Qin, according to you, he hasn't mentioned anything in the past few months, except for asking for some elixirs for physical training, and has been brushing knives and guns in his palace. ”

Deng Qi didn't pay attention to it so much, he was naked, sat directly at the table, and asked the old man opposite.

"Yes, I think you are too worried, there is no need for the fire rat to spy on him anymore, although we are just on guard, but if it is discovered, this matter will become complicated......" Qin Rong took a sip of tea and said to Deng Qi.

"Okay, then call the fire rat back, I'm too worried, he may really just be living here temporarily......"

As he spoke, Deng Qi's voice paused, lowered his voice slightly, changed his words, and continued: "Uncle Qin, do you say that this Chu Yi really has such a high realm, I can't see through that Gu Sheng's realm, even if I can't see through his realm that day in the main hall?"

Hearing this, Qin Rong glared at Deng Qi.

"You and I are in his hands, no matter what realm he is, he must treat each other sincerely with the courtesy of the door master in the future, let's not think about these things anymore......"

Deng Qi nodded slightly.

Putting down the teacup, Qin Rong thought of the young man who was practicing penance, and held the wooden staff for a long time and was silent.

......

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Yi spent five months in the Incineration Gate.

"Hey!"

In the side hall, a bluestone grinding disc the size of a wheel was thrown up by Chu Yi with one arm, and then the whole person jumped up, clenched his palms into a fist, and threw all his strength towards the bluestone grinding disc in mid-air.

Rumble!

The cyan grinding disc was hit by Chu Yi, and it cracked in an instant, shattering into fist-sized stones scattered all over the ground.

"Tsk, body cultivator, sure enough, there is a different reaction, this grinding disc weighing thousands of catties was directly blown into pieces with one punch......" Chu Yi looked at his unscathed fist, and sighed upward, smiling.

As early as three days ago, Chu Yi had completely refined the last piece of blood ginseng into his own blood qi, and under the full explosion, his strength could reach about 13,000 catties, and for items such as trees, mountains and stones, as long as the texture was not particularly hard and the weight was less than 2,000 catties, he could be smashed into pieces with one punch.

Of course, trapped by the strength of the body, the blood qi in Chu Yi's body is not endlessly growing, and the explosive power of 13,000 catties can already be achieved thanks to the magic of blood ginseng.

Chu Yi is looking forward to it!

Once Chu Yi reached the first level of perfection of the Mahayana Fire Song, at that time, the blood in his body underwent a substantial change, circulating in his body, forming a powerful blood regeneration ability.

Life is endless, and blood is like a spring.

This is also the strangeness of the Mahayana Fire Song.

At that time, even if Chu Yi was injured in the battle, with the blood regeneration ability brought by the first layer of "Mahayana Fire Song", he would not lose his combat effectiveness due to blood loss like ordinary monks, which was tantamount to giving Chu Yi an extra layer of life protection.

......

Retracting his thoughts, Chu Yi played with a crimson pill in the palm of his hand, and muttered to himself, "Do you want to take it......

The pill in Chu Yi's palm was the blood coagulation pill that Qin Rong had given him.

The first layer of "Mahayana Fire Song" is about to be consummated, and Chu Yi has been thinking about whether to take the Blood Condensation Pill at the last opportunity, and use the power of blood and qi in the blood coagulation pill to make his strength go to a higher level, and at the same time, he can reach the first level of perfection in one fell swoop.

When the blood qi reached a bottleneck, it was extremely difficult to increase his strength, Chu Yi thought about it, this was the only way at present.

The elixir is different from the general unrefined heavenly treasures, the elixir is warm, and the medicinal power contained in it has been painstakingly refined by the Dandao master, and it will generally not cause harm to the monk when refining, even if the medicinal power is excessive, the part that the monk cannot refine will only automatically escape, instead of bringing harm to the monk's body.

The monks who died by directly swallowing the Heavenly Treasure Explosion Body were very popular in the cultivation world.

Moreover, the Blood Clotting Pill is a refined elixir, and the blood qi in it is different from the domineering contained in the blood ginseng, even if Chu Yi only gains a thousand catties or even five hundred catties of strength after taking it, and the other blood qi is wasted because it cannot be absorbed, it can be regarded as adding another step to his physical strength, which is better than nothing.

Merely......

When Chu Yi first entered the monkhood, he had been cautious in everything, and no matter how good the pill was, he didn't dare to swallow it directly, but studied it alone for a few days, wanting to determine the ingredients of the pill in the blood coagulation pill before taking it.

Moreover, Chu Yi has also been studying the Dan Dao method, and when he encounters the pill, he naturally wants to study it intensively.

In the past few days, Chu Yi has carefully analyzed the main components of the Blood Coagulation Pill clearly, and the other materials are nothing, only the blood components, Chu Yi still can't understand what kind of blood it is.

Whether it is a flying beast, a beast, an underwater beast, or even a spirit beast, Chu Yi has compared its blood structure one by one, and it is different from the blood component in the blood coagulation pill, according to the demon cultivation classics he has read, Chu Yi even specially sorted out this knowledge in his mind, and compared the blood of the common fierce beasts in the entire Southern Regions and some low-level spirit beasts, and finally did not figure it out.

As for the mid-rank spirit beasts...... There is not a single one in the entire Burning Sect, Chu Yi didn't think about it at all, even if there is, it is too late for any monk to offer it, and the people of the Burning Sect are probably not stupid enough to use it for alchemy......

Therefore, Chu Yi fell into a tangle.

On the one hand, I want to swallow the Blood Clotting Pill, and take advantage of the fact that the first layer of "Mahayana Fire Song" is not yet complete, so that my strength can be taken to a higher level.

On the one hand, because the blood of the last one is unknown, I wanted to refuse to take it.

After all, Chu Yi has really stepped into the cultivation realm for less than a year, and he yearns for unknown things, and at the same time, he is also afraid.

Previously, because of the purple berries, cold deer antlers, blood ginseng, Chu Yi was extremely painful from being tortured mentally and physically, but Chu Yi was not afraid, because he knew these things, and knew that the refining process was a little unbearable, but as long as he survived the time, it would not have any impact on himself in the future.

No matter how unpredictable the pain in the process is, but surviving it is the improvement of physical strength, so in the process of cultivation, Chu Yi recognized one word...... Prop up!

That's what he yearns for.

At this moment, because the composition of the pill was unknown, Chu Yi hesitated, even in the face of the temptation of strength, he was reluctant to take it, because he was not sure what impact this smell of blood would have on himself, if something happened in the process of refining the pill, he was afraid that it would be difficult to deal with it with his current knowledge.

Besides, even if you take it at this time, there may be a dangerous seed that will take root and sprout in the body in the future.

Therefore, Chu Yi followed his original intention and never swallowed the pill.

That's his fear.

......

"Alas...... Go out to breathe, I have been stuffed in this hall for several months, and the whole person is almost depressed......" After a long time, Chu Yi sighed, recalled his mind from his tangled emotions, put the pill back into the storage ring, and whispered in a muffled voice.

Talking to himself, Chu Yi got up and walked from the stone table towards the side hall, and when he was about to reach the door, his eyes skimmed to the weapon rack on one side, his eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled slyly, and he took out a spear before running out......

An hour later.

Chu Yi returned from the top of the mountain, just went back to the burning gate, and before he stepped into the doorway, the voice came into the passage: "Come on, prepare a stove for me and send it to the side hall, my son is going to roast a hare today......"

After the voice fell, the whole person walked out of the passage with a happy face, with brisk steps, carrying a spear on his shoulder, and two fat hares hanging on it, still fluttering.

As soon as he stepped out of the passage, the smile on Chu Yi's face slowly disappeared, and in the usually sparse and quiet hall, today there were many monks standing, neatly lined up in two teams, surrounding the center of the hall, during which there was a faint sound of crying and scolding, and the ground was stained with blood and red.