"Sure enough, it's not that simple......" Zhao Ming didn't feel lost about the failure of the first attempt to refine the blood crystal, if the blood explosion secret technique was so easy to refine, it would become a bad street secret technique. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhao Ming spent the next half a day in refining blood crystals, but unfortunately he didn't succeed in half a day, and then although Zhao Ming still wanted to continue practicing, it was a pity that the blood in his body had reached a critical value, which was still because he was a congenital powerhouse, if it was placed on a mortal, it was estimated that he would have lost too much blood and died at this time......

"It looks like we'll have to work on the water......" Zhao Ming sniffed the smell of blood in the secret room, and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed in disappointment, fortunately, he didn't expect to succeed at one time, this kind of secret technique is generally not so easy to refine, in fact, there is a unique method of not becoming qi and blood in the Seven Killings Sutra, but it needs to be performed in a place where qi and blood are strong, it is obviously not suitable here, so Zhao Ming can only slowly rely on cultivation to recover, even then it is very slow, fortunately, his cultivation of the dragon elephant has a unique effect on bone marrow hematopoiesis.

Time passed rapidly in Zhao Ming's cultivation, this Golden Dragon Hall did bring Zhao Ming a lot of surprises, he didn't expect this Golden Dragon Hall to actually have a bonus to the physical exercises of the Dragon Elephant Pranyo Gong, Zhao Ming obviously felt that his hematopoietic ability had increased a lot, although it was not as obvious as the cultivation of internal force, but it also saved Zhao Ming a lot of time......

"Whew...... Twenty-ninth ......" Zhao Ming slowly integrated a scarlet blood crystal floating on the palm of his hand into his body, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, the difficulty of the condensation of this blood crystal was indeed a little unexpected by Zhao Ming, he spent most of his time on the condensation of this blood crystal, but even so, he only succeeded in twenty-nine, this success rate is not ordinarily low, and this is still the speed in the Golden Dragon Palace, if it is estimated outside, Zhao Ming will only condense a dozen or so at most at this time......

"Condense a ...... before you go out" A gleam flashed in Zhao Ming's eyes, this blood crystal is indeed as described in the Seven Killings Sutra, if he bursts out all these blood crystals at once, Zhao Ming estimates that he can at least push his strength to the realm of the late congenital stage in a short time, and even against those old monsters who have been in the late stage for many years, Zhao Ming does not think that he will lose.

The last half a day flew by quickly, and in the end, Zhao Ming could not condense into a blood crystal again, so he could only sigh and get up and leave the cultivation room.

When Zhao Ming walked out of the Golden Dragon Palace, he glanced at the two old men sitting cross-legged on both sides, which were still the two from before.

The one who had entertained Zhao Ming before opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Ming when Zhao Ming stepped out of the main hall, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Little monk, it seems that you have gained a good harvest this time......

Zhao Ming used to be so fast that he seemed to be unable to control the disdain for half a point because of the rapid growth of his internal force, and then he had been in the cultivation of the Blood Explosion Secret Technique for most of the month, and he had no time to control these new internal forces, so until now, Zhao Ming's mid-stage peak internal force aura would still emanate, and these naturally couldn't escape the old guy's nose.

For the old guy's words, Zhao Ming immediately thought that his cultivation of secret techniques had just been discovered, but he soon rejected his speculation, although he still had a strong smell of blood on his body at the moment, but this could not be reminiscent of those, and the next words of the old man also completely put Zhao Ming's heart down......

"In just half a month, the cultivation has been pushed from the middle stage to the peak of the middle stage, it seems that you have been cultivating for most of the month, little monk, and you have been forgetting to sleep and eat......." The old man looked at Zhao Ming with interest, it was obvious that the speed of Zhao Ming's cultivation also surprised the little old man a little, although this Golden Dragon Hall has the function of helping people to cultivate, but it is not so terrifying, if it can reach this level, this Golden Dragon Hall will not be so comfortable in the palace controlled by the Zhao family for hundreds of years......

In fact, the average person in the Golden Dragon Hall is at most to increase the cultivation speed of three to fifty percent, the biggest advantage of cultivating here is that you don't have to worry about going crazy, you can run the speed to the extreme, but even the extreme is impossible to break through more than fifty percent, this is not that the Golden Dragon Hall can't do this level, but the body in cultivation can't withstand this degree of meridian pull caused by the impact of internal force in the body, not everyone's meridians are as tough and spacious as Zhao Ming......

"Hehe......" Zhao Ming smiled at the old man, and after making a Buddhist salute, he raised his feet and left the Golden Dragon Palace, without staying long, and soon disappeared from the old man's gaze......

But the old man didn't compare his eyes to cultivation again, but looked at Zhao Ming in the distance suspiciously.

"How can there be such a strong smell of blood.......? Why do I think so much, my......" The old man sneered, shook his head and didn't pay any more attention to Zhao Ming, who was leaving, closed his eyes and entered the cultivation again.......

Zhao Ming, who left, waited until he could never see the Golden Dragon Hall again before stopping, not that Zhao Ming had done anything bad for fear of being seen by the old man, but in this era, this kind of secret technique that requires blood to perform has been put into the ranks of magic skills, and Zhao Ming doesn't want to be labeled like Ding Chunqiu on his body, otherwise it will be pointed at by others when he goes out for walking......

"It's better to hurry back and wash the bloody gas on your body, and then talk about it......" Zhao Ming smelled the bloody smell on his body, and couldn't help shaking his head, so he went out to swagger, and it was estimated that it didn't take long for the rumors that he, a Shaolin monk, cultivated the secret art of evil ways......

Fortunately, Zhao Ming was in the palace at this moment, so he didn't have to be afraid of being discovered, and ran towards his courtyard with the smell of blood.......

As soon as I returned to the courtyard, I was asked to bring hot water to give myself a hot bath, and it took me two times to wash away the smell of blood on my body......

For the next period of time, Zhao Ming was in retreat in the room, and the internal forces at the peak of his mid-stage body were not very stable, he needed to slowly adapt to control these internal forces, and finally achieve the point of controlling them as before........