Chapter 41: Boiling Blood

Practicing one: it is boiling blood, refining tendons, forging bones, changing marrow, and melting souls. After cultivating this volume, you can repair the blood nerves, have spirituality, drip blood and be reborn, and it will be ever-changing.

The bone spur really didn't lie to him, as long as he joined the army, he could know the realm of the Rakshasa Kingdom's body refining and cultivation.

Boiling blood cultivation, the strength of the qi is greatly increased, and the mysterious power in the blood can be used, and the blood qi is soaring.

Refining tendons together, increasing vitality, refining tendons by an inch, and longevity for ten years.

Forging bones to practice, the body is strong, can bear mountains, can cut rivers, can row sea and land.

Replacement ......

......

The five realms of refining body seem to correspond to the five realms of becoming immortals, and cultivating these five realms is equivalent to heavenly immortals.

This method of refining the body is no better than the method of cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal, so much easier to remember, Meng Huan thought. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had it in his mind.

Meng Huan handed them this volume of exercises and picked up the last volume of the Killing Secret Art again.

Kill the fan, kill the immortals, kill the demons, kill the spirits, cut the road, destroy the earth, and bury the sky. Kill Kill ...... There is nothing in heaven and earth that cannot be killed!

As soon as he opened this volume of secret art, he was frightened by the frontispiece, what kind of talent, what kind of courage, what kind of murderous spirit did it take to realize this technique?

Seven Killing Swordsmanship, created by the Lord of the Underworld, no one has cultivated it so far, and future generations have created the art of killing according to this secret technique, so as to extend the inheritance of the Killing Dao.

Meng Huan was disappointed, it turned out that what was recorded was not the so-called Seven Killing Techniques, but the killing techniques created by later generations.

All the creatures of heaven and earth have vitality, all have qi and blood, this technique sweeps the heaven and the earth to create, snatches the spirit qi and blood, turns into the body, and achieves the body of Shura.

Hiss!

Isn't this an evil law? Relying on killing people to become enlightened, the roots are the same, killing living beings has experience, what is the difference between fighting monsters and upgrading?

Meng Huan continued to look at it and found that this technique could only be cultivated to the point of soul melting, and then it was to kill again, and he could only use his blood qi to refine into a blood god son.

But this is also extremely terrifying, if the two countries are at war, how much blood will it take?

This bone spur also said that the people of the Burning Sun killed them to cultivate, but the people of the Rakshasa Kingdom were not killing the people of the Burning Sun Kingdom to cultivate? If these two countries were divided into two countries because they had an excuse to kill people and practice in this boundless dry sea......

And this bone general, he did not hesitate to hand over the exercises to them, is it that Yanyang also has this set of exercises, and Gu Duo is not afraid of them leaking it at all?

Meng Huan shuddered, and no longer wanted to go on, anyway, he was not a member of the Shura clan, as long as he was an enemy, he could kill him and become enlightened.

"I'm done, you see!"

"Brother Meng Huan won't look at it anymore, I don't know when I'll be able to see this volume in the future. ”

"I've written it down, so please. ”

Meng Huan found a tent, he wanted to understand the method of boiling blood.

The tent was very spacious, and Meng Huan drew a talisman on his body, and suddenly felt a thousand heavy burdens pressing on him.

Meng Huan began to play the punches recorded in the volume, punching one punch at a very slow pace, and his breathing and heartbeat slowly joined the beat, and there was a faint roar of thunder together.

His qi and blood slowly warmed up, which was not at all in line with the view of an endothermic animal in his previous life.

Meng Huan's breathing became faster and faster, and his fist also got faster, the fist wind only surged in a small area, and whenever the fist wind was about to get out of control, there was always another fist wind to counteract it.

Meng Huan's body was getting hotter and hotter, but his heart was getting quieter and quieter, and he was looking for the feeling of drinking the spirit wine before he looked for it.

Meng Huan's fist slowed down again, but the temperature of his body did not drop at all, and finally, he sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he was spitting out wind and thunder between his mouth and nose.

Meng Huan was immersed in the changes in the blood in his body, and at a certain moment, he saw the golden blood suddenly explode, and Meng Huan's consciousness was also attracted to it.

A giant stood in the void, and with his breath and breath, the chaotic air flow shattered and flowed.

Suddenly, Meng Huan found himself transformed into the giant, holding an axe in his hand.

"Open Heaven Axe!" Meng Huan knew the name of the axe and wanted to pick it up to look at it, but found that his body was not under his control.

He had forgotten what he had done, what he was going to do, and even how he got here.

I don't know how long passed, he suddenly raised his axe and slashed into the void, and the tumbling chaotic air flow instantly split in two, if he had a memory at this time, he must remember that he had taken a sword and split chaos, but it was an illusion, but this time it was real.

The upper and lower are turbid, and the yellow is divided into two.

He vaguely saw countless creatures coming from the chaos, three thousand thousand.

The giant smiled contemptuously, and axe marks slashed out, and all the creatures that came in the rush turned to ashes.

He suddenly looked up at the void, and there was a sound of opening the sky in his mouth and nose, and with an axe, he was going to cut the sky, and he cut this illusory heavenly way.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Huan's consciousness retreated from the giant's body, the giant's aura gradually weakened, he was not the opponent of the sky.

Meng Huan regained his memory at this time, he knew how much chance he had gotten, this was the enlightenment of the heavens.

At one moment, Meng Huan was thinking about how to go back, when he suddenly saw the giant raise his head and glance at him, as if he had seen through time and space, ignoring the years. The giant frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes, and with his last strength, he slashed an axe at Meng Huan.

When the axe was about to slash at Meng Huan, a black light flashed and sent him back, but the enlightenment of opening the heavens had been cut off by the giant......

Meng Huan woke up from his meditation and heard a voice in his ears.

"Master, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, sleep for a long, long time, don't think about this king. ”

As soon as it finished speaking, Meng Huan sank his consciousness into the Purple Mansion and found that the kitten was already lying there asleep.

"Boiling blood?" Meng Huan felt his body, and found that his strength had increased more than a hundred times, he could defeat the bone spur before, so ......

"It's time to try that guy on the green lotus leaf. ”

Meng Huan didn't go to the lotus leaf immediately, he felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't think of it, he just vaguely remembered that a pair of eyes like the sun and the moon glanced at him, but Meng Huan couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

"I don't understand, I don't understand..."

"Alas, I don't want to, I don't want to. ”

Meng Huan examined his body again and found that he did not have the blood vein power that the bone spurs said, and the awakened blood in his body seemed to be the same as ordinary blood. Although he wanted to know why, Meng Huan couldn't figure it out now, and could only hope that he would know who he had left behind in the future.

Meng Huan had a feeling that he seemed to have been sitting for a long time, so he got up and walked out of the account.

The bone spur also took them there to study the three animal skin scrolls, and the sky was not much different from Meng Huan's previous look at the animal skin scrolls, thinking that he should not have been cultivating for long. Meng Huan greeted him and asked when it was.

"Brother Meng Huan, aren't you sleeping, you've been asleep for two days, and tomorrow is the day we wait. ”

It's been two days, and really forgot something......