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Discovered?

No, it's not. If it was really discovered, the gluttonous blood vine would definitely pounce on him frantically, blocking his retreat in an instant, and then surround him like he had trapped Hao Qiang just now, until he turned into a dried corpse. However, at this time, although the gluttonous blood vine was spinning under the tree, it was not intense, it could be seen that it was blinded by the cold abyss's breathing technique, and it was still wandering.

Han Yuan calmed himself down, he didn't use the Hidden Heart Technique, but used the Turtle Breath Technique, slowing down his breathing and his heartbeat. This kind of turtle breath technique is the lowest level of breathing exercise in the cultivation world, even if it is a loose cultivation that has not been studied, it can be learned by just groping for oneself, and if you use it in front of the monks, it is simply looking for death. However, in the face of the gluttonous blood vine that has no spiritual intelligence, the turtle breath technique makes the heart beat slowly, and the blood does not circulate has a miraculous effect. The gluttonous blood vine in front of him was indeed blinded and spun around under the tree.

However, this is not enough, sooner or later, it will be recognized by the gluttonous blood vine. Han Yuan gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed Han Li's tail, and swiped the white bone dagger at his fingertips, instantly cutting through Han Li's softest abdominal scales, squeezing out two drops of blood. Han Li didn't expect this flying disaster at all, and angrily smacked Han Yuan's wrist, which made Han Yuan tremble, and he had to stretch out his hand to appease the little ancestor.

If it had been a change of monks or even demon beasts under the tree, such a big move of Han Yuan would have been discovered long ago. However, as soon as Hanli's blood came out, the gluttonous blood vine instantly lost interest, and the vine that had been dancing in the air fell to the ground and disappeared into the bushes after a while. Han Yuan watched it leave vigilantly, until he couldn't see a trace of dark red at all, and then he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling like he was alive again.

Fortunately, there is Hanri here. Hanli is a blue-blooded dragon, belonging to the dragon snake family. The bloodline of the dragon clan is very peculiar, but all the beasts bred by the dragon clan, such as fish, snakes, lizards, etc., the blood is cold, and the body temperature changes with the change of external temperature. The blood of ordinary humans or beasts is warm, and it is the same temperature regardless of cold or heat. The so-called blood-sucking food of the gluttonous blood vine refers to the warm blood of humans or beasts, and has no interest in the cold blood of dragons and snakes. Just now, Han Yuan smeared Han Li's blood on his arm, coupled with the effect of the Turtle Breath Technique, the gluttonous blood vine mistakenly thought that the blood on the tree was inedible, which allowed Han Yuan to escape.

Convinced that the gluttonous blood vine had completely left, Han Yuan easily fell to the ground and touched Hao Qiang's storage belt with his hand. Hao Qiang was already dead, and Han Yuan wiped the mark he left with his divine sense, easily opening the storage space inside this belt.

There were hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones in it, a large amount of money, which made Han Yuan make a small fortune. The two medium-grade magic weapons are still fire attributes, and Han Yuan can't look down on them anymore. The superb Fire Serpent Banner was still intact, but it had been overconsumed in the battle just now, and its aura was a little dim. Han Yuan didn't have a fire spirit root, and these magic weapons were useless to him, so when he went back, he would take them all out and sell them for spirit stones. In addition, there were five or six small porcelain vases in the belt, most of which were empty, presumably exhausted from the previous battle with the gluttonous blood vine. There were also one or two remaining pills, but they were all fire attribute and had no effect on Han Yuan. There is no need to think about martial arts and exercises, and the disciples of any force will not take them when they go out.

It wasn't until he saw a small jade bottle that Han Yuan's serious expression melted like a glacier thawing.

Inside the jade bottle, a pill the size of a dragon's eye lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle. Its whole body was snow-white, and the elixir was haloed with five-colored spiritual light, rippling out layer by layer like ocean waves. It seems that a thousand layers of ice and snow have taken that little bit of marrow, and put on the morning and sunset, although it is only an elixir, it also carries a certain touching beauty/feeling. This snow-white elixir was reflected in Han Yuan's dark eyes, as if it was a bright star, gradually lighting up his eyes.

He held the jade bottle in the palm of his hand, and suddenly laughed!

Tsukidan!

A high-quality Tsukidan, this is the goal of Hanyuan. Originally, although he was a little excited, he didn't think about killing people and taking treasures. But some things are really predestined, Hao Qiang has been sucked into a dry corpse by the gluttonous blood vine, so of course Han Yuan is not welcome. The so-called stepping on iron shoes has nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort to get it. Originally, according to Han Yuan's plan, he had to spend a lot of time to find the last main medicine, and then find an alchemist to refine the Zhuji Dan. What I didn't expect was that Hao Qiang didn't wait for the forging gold fruit to be sucked dry by the gluttonous blood vine before he could get the forging gold fruit in his hand, and the Zhuji Dan also cheapened him, which is the so-called chance.

Hanbuchi exhaled deeply, calming himself as calmly as he could. But Rao is like this, and his heart is also pounding and excited. He looked at the messy mountains and forests that had been left untouched by the great battle, his eyes sank, and he was a little hesitant.

In fact, from the moment he saw the gluttonous blood vine, this task of exploring the ghost village had been completed, all doubts had been solved, and as long as he returned to the outer gate mission hall at this moment, he could hand it in. At that point, he will go back to his room and lay the foundation in peace, which is the safest way. After all, you must be fully prepared to build a foundation, and if you are not careful, not only will you not be able to build a foundation, but you will even go crazy and regress in your cultivation. Even if Han Yuan has accumulated a lot of money, he doesn't dare to joke about such a big thing.

But in Han Yuan's heart, there was another thought.

After all, it was a gluttonous blood vine, and although it was notorious, it was also a treasure coveted by countless monks. If you can cultivate a gluttonous blood vine of your own, it will definitely be a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, which is why the gluttonous blood vine is so ferocious, and there are countless monks who pounce to provoke it, Han Yuan is of course also excited. At the moment, this gluttonous blood vine is still a young plant, and he doesn't dare to entangle with it at the peak of his Qi cultivation, but if he becomes the foundation building period, the possibility of success is still very high. This is a greater opportunity than picking up a Tsukidan for nothing, and it is completely worth fighting for.

The two thoughts intertwined in Han Yuan's heart, and he stood in place for a long time, until the sun had sunk slightly, and then he made up his mind.

Han Yuan found a clean cave and sat down, and Han Li guarded outside. He took the Tsukidan in his mouth, as if the spring snow water slowly flowed into his body down his throat, and the majestic medicinal power was integrated into the meridians, and along with the spirit element, it slowly operated.

A little starlight is lit up from the center of the eyebrows. Under the broken hair, the Yintang acupoint suddenly lit up a little spiritual light, and the thirty-six bright acupoints and seventy-two dark acupoints in the whole body lit up little by little, and the spiritual power as thin as a hair flowed in the small meridians, connecting the twelve main veins around the body, and sinking into the dantian together. It's as if dripping water gathers a trickle, and the trickle turns into a river, and finally all of them pour / into the vast sea, and the spiritual power surges, surging!

Han Yuan's consciousness sank into the dantian. He couldn't see, but he felt it in some mysterious way, "witnessing" this earth-shaking change.

The pale cyan anti-poison spiritual power is condensed, purified, compressed, and squeezed out little by little in the dantian. If the previous spiritual power was just a thin layer of pale cyan mist, then at this moment it is the real spiritual liquid, verdant and dripping, and the heavy cyan color has thrown away all impurities, leaving only the purest spiritual power. When this spiritual liquid spreads through the entire dantian, it is the spiritual power that transforms into the sea, and the foundation is fading into the mortal.

But these spiritual powers are far from enough!

Even if the accumulation of the cold abyss is very strong, even if the spiritual power cultivated by the peerless divine skill of the Poison Resisting Dao is already pure, if the spiritual power stored in the meridians alone wants to turn into a sea, it is beyond its strength. This is the necessity of the existence of Tsukidan, when Han Yuan's own spiritual power is gradually exhausted, a surging medicinal power is added to it again, and the abundant spiritual power is once again surging in every acupoint and every meridian of Han Yuan.

Han Yuan could clearly sense that a layer of rich cyan spiritual liquid had gradually been spread in the dantian, and on this layer of spiritual liquid, there was a translucent white medicinal power that fell little by little and merged into it, as if white clouds were swirling in the clear blue sky. The spiritual power of the whole body vibrated together, and there was a spiritual light in the acupoints, and he wanted to use this medicinal power to build a spiritual foundation for him!