Chapter 34 Nanming leaves the fire

Meng Huan is no longer entangled in how to return to the Southern Ganbu Prefecture, in the Southern Ganbu Prefecture, only Danxue Mountain has a favor for him, and he will repay this favor one day, in addition, he has nothing else to worry about in the Southern Ganbu Prefecture, and in this nameless dry sea, his cultivation path may be smoother.

He pinched the fire technique again, slowly drawing up the flames in the pool little by little with the flames that had been refined before, and then suppressed the refining.

Two days later, Meng Huan refined a pool of flames into his body, although his cultivation did not increase, his strength was not the same as the day before, and there seemed to be some more fire breath in the Purple Mansion.

The foundation of the second realm of the three realms of the Purple Mansion is to build the foundation of the Dao with the spiritual objects in the heaven and earth, or the things that you visualize, and there is no difference between the two. Because in the end, visualization must also turn the void into reality, and the foundation of the spiritual object must also be visualized into its spirituality, so that it can be used freely and for one's own use.

And this flame seems to be a kind of spiritual object.

Meng Huan was stunned, after he absorbed the fire, there was some golden liquid under the pool, or blood, the blood of a certain strong person, he felt that this was very similar to the blood breath that he had melted into his body before, or it was of the same origin.

He was hesitant now, whether to put away this blood and refine it into his body to increase his strength.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

"Huh, Maruko, are you awake?"

The kitten turned into a ray of black light, jumped out of Meng Huan's purple mansion, jumped into Meng Huan's arms, and sniffed around.

"Master, have you refined that drop of blood?"

"Well, it incarnated into me on its own. ”

Meng Huan told Maruki about what had happened in the previous two days, including the flames and the changes in his body.

Maruko frowned and said, "Master, this blood can enhance your strength, but you have to go out of your own way, don't be fooled by these apparent strengths." ”

Meng Huan looked at the serious appearance of the pills, and couldn't help laughing: "Then I'll listen to you, don't practice it, okay?"

"Did you not accept it? This king just told you not to be deceived by these powers. Qi refining is also borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, and the power obtained with this blood is essentially the same. ”

"Uh. "Didn't you?

"And what is the origin of all this blood?"

"These should be emperor blood, but it is dirty blood, and the flame seems to have some innate purification power, purifying all this blood. ”

"What is Emperor Blood?"

"The ultimate of the Immortal Dao is the Immortal Emperor, the blood of the Immortal Emperor, called the Emperor's blood. ”

Meng Huan didn't know why the Immortal Emperor was, but after he came up with cultivation, he could naturally know that it would not be beneficial for him to ask now.

"And what is all this blood?"

"Stupid master, the Immortal Emperor preached, and the dirty blood faded off and sank to the umbilicus, which can be slowly discharged, or refined into a magic weapon. ”

"Then we are really in the body of a certain powerful person now?" Meng Huan shuddered, he was in someone else's belly, and life and death were not controlled by others?

The kitten rolled her eyes: "The master is really a fool, someone would let someone else's fire burn in his body for so long? And you are just a purple mansion, can withstand the power of a drop of emperor blood?"

Meng Huan felt the contempt of the cat, indeed, his cultivation was low, not to mention a drop of blood from the Immortal Emperor, even if the Immortal Emperor blew a breath, he would be able to destroy himself.

"Then is this the emperor's blood?"

"Of course, but this blood seems to have been left over from a long time ago, and the owner of the blood should be dead and not die again. ”

"Whew!" Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't seem to be too scared.

"The power of this emperor's blood has been turned into endless years, and the thoughts of the master of the tainted blood have long since dissipated. Moreover, the dirty blood is purified by fire refining, and it is not harmless after you refine it, master, and you can also improve your qualifications. ”

"Then I refined all this blood?"

Maruki didn't speak again, and rubbed in Meng Huan's arms.

He touched the cat in his arms, and couldn't help but think that there was a cat at home, such as a treasure.

Meng Huan jumped directly into the pool of blood, since this emperor blood had lost its strength, he was not afraid of being blown up by it. When the pill saw it, it turned into a ray of black light and entered Meng Huanzi's mansion, it didn't like the blood.

Sitting in the pool of blood, Meng Huan picked up Zhou Tian Xingchen's magic technique and slowly sucked the golden blood into his body. The golden blood penetrated into his blood little by little, in his bones, and even changed his marrow, so that he could make golden blood in the future, and some of the blood seeped into his Purple Mansion, but it did not transform his Purple Mansion, but was absorbed by the small sapling.

After another two days, the golden blood in the pool turned into clear water, and the bottom of the pool could be seen directly, I don't know if the essence inside was absorbed by Meng Huan, or if the water was transformed later.

Meng Huan stretched his body, his bones rattled, he looked inwardly at his body, and found that his blood, blood vessels, muscles, and even bones were all showing a pale gold.

However, these were just Meng Huan's feelings, not the colors in the light, and Meng Huan didn't want to release his own blood and then observe its color like a neurosis.

The small sapling in his Purple Mansion had grown more than an inch taller because of the blood, and Meng Huan still hadn't explored it, he didn't want anything to happen to the lotus leaf again.

And in Meng Huan's heart, there is still a drop of pure golden essence blood, he can feel the power of this blood, as long as he can control this drop of blood, then he will not be afraid of any monk who has not become an immortal.

"It seems that we have to find a recipe for cultivating blood and make good use of this emperor blood. ”

"The Vermilion Bird who killed me twice, it's up to you what to do this time. ”

Meng Huan laid out the Xiao Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation around his body, sat cross-legged on the ground, and his mind sank into the Purple Mansion, ready to clean up the Vermilion Bird.

On the lotus leaves, there is still that scene, countless monks are arranged into a ten thousand immortal array, fearless of life and death, defending the sect. It's just that in the corner of the lotus leaf, there is a little black cat that looks at all this boringly.

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

It's that nasty vermilion bird again.

Although Meng Huan admired the bloody nature of the sectarian monk, he didn't like the Vermilion Bird who killed him twice. He rushed up directly and wanted to beat this vermilion bird fatly.

Although the Vermilion Bird didn't have any spiritual intelligence, it seemed to be just an illusion transformed by the previous owner of the lotus leaf, but its fighting instinct was true, and just when Meng Huan was about to hit him, a real fire spat out of its mouth, like a meteor, crashing into Meng Huan.

"Nanming is away from the fire?"

Maruko opened his eyes and muttered to himself as he looked at the flame that Suzatori spat out.

Meng Huan naturally heard it, Nanming Lihuo appeared in Jiang Ziya's hands in the Romance of the Gods, and the power was not strong.

However, Meng Huan had seen another theory in the novel in his previous life, that is, the Nanming Lihuo seemed to be a flame unique to the Phoenix clan, and this Vermilion Bird may have a trace of the blood of the Phoenix clan, so it was included in the sect.

He was not afraid of this so-called phoenix flame, because he felt that the flame he had refined was no weaker than the flame of this vermilion bird.