Seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, and there have been footprints of stars in the southern region of Yanhuang Kingdom, some areas of the Western Dynasties, the northern region of the Blood Sea Country, and some areas of the border grassland.

Seven years later, the group came to a desolate town in the Blood Sea Country and rented a small courtyard to settle down temporarily.

As night fell, a gentle flute slowly rose, lingering around the courtyard, spreading to ten miles and eight towns, and as the night aggravated, more and more spectators gathered around the courtyard. Among them, there are talented young masters, mercenaries with average strength, and ordinary people engaged in all kinds of industries. But without exception, they are all people who know how to appreciate music.

According to the cultivation books provided by the sword demon Xingluo, the next step is to perceive and integrate the power of the five elements, so the "Nine-Story Sword Tower Jue" he originally created also took this path, but with the expansion of his knowledge, he first got along with the hollow willow for ten years, and then traveled with his master for seven years, and saw many cultivation methods.

In addition, during the seven years, San Lang had visited him several times and talked to him all night about the many ways in the upper realm, which made him more aware of the path of cultivation.

Cultivation first cultivates the mind, and conforming to the original heart can last a long time, but for a long time, he has ignored another point, that is, his own strength, and the way of the sword he practices should also conform to his own strength. So he decided to abandon the path of perceiving the five elements, and instead perceive his own power and integrate it into the way of the sword.

After seven years of hard work, his original bloodline, the Wind Thunder Holy Tiger, has been fused into the sword soul, and his sword path has also obtained the power of wind and thunder, and now he can use the sword intent spiritual power that is as elegant as the wind, and he can also use the sword intent spiritual power as fierce as thunder.

And now the high-level blood power in his body is slowly seeping into the sword soul. This is also the reason why he has returned to the Blood Sea Country.

The listeners around the small courtyard didn't know that without them noticing, Xingchen was quickly analyzing the blood clan power in their bodies.

Half an hour later, a glimmer of gold flashed in Xingchen's eyes. The sky was full of wind and clouds, thunder and light, and it seemed that a great sword was plunging into the sky.

Imprinted on this greatsword is a white flying bear, which seems to be the embodiment of the power of wind and thunder, causing the wind and thunder to surge faster.

Suddenly, a huge golden ball appeared, and a strong coercion descended into the world, and all the low-level blood clans in the small city involuntarily bowed down, and although the high-level blood clans tried their best to persevere, their souls were also trembling.

With the passage of time, the surface of the golden sphere appeared and expanded rapidly, and when all the lines were formed, a trace of dazzling golden light spread out from the lines.

Along the lines, two golden bat wings that covered the sky and the sun slowly unfolded, revealing the true face of the ball, a huge golden bat with a wingspan of more than six hundred meters.

Seeing the appearance of this bat, the city lord of the small city, the only saint-level consummation, an old man wearing a bat robe and brown hair burst exclaimed: "It turned out to be the emperor of our high-ranking clan, I don't know which prince and princess it is?" I want to go and see ......" Just about to act, he stopped, "This is definitely an advancement, don't be disturbed, I have to wait until it's over before going." Thinking about this, he immediately ordered: "Gather the whole city's army, impose martial law, and no one is allowed to disturb the man's advancement." ”

A large number of his officers moved at once, but when they gathered their troops, they realized that their men had fallen to their knees and could not get up at all, and not only that, but the streets were full of kneeling people. Seeing this, they had no choice but to go into battle in person, guarding a section of the city wall by themselves.

After the golden bat appeared, it seemed to be very reluctant to be absorbed by the Optimus Giant Sword, and it was very resistant. But the image of the Wind Thunder Saint Tiger on the Optimus Giant Sword flashed, and it had already rushed out, roaring at the golden bat.

The two seemed to be communicating, and after a while, the Wind Thunder Saint Tiger turned into an image again, and the golden bat also had a resolute look in his eyes, and suddenly turned into a stream of golden energy, flew into the Heavenly Giant Sword, and changed into an image.

At this point, the wind and clouds are still, and the thunder is no more.

The Greatsword suddenly vanished, as if it didn't exist at all.

The flute finally stopped, and the back of the stars in the courtyard was already cold sweat like rain, and everything in the sky just now was just a reflection in the meson space of his heart. Although it seems that the fusion is going smoothly in the eyes of others, as long as the Wind Thunder Saint Tiger bloodline that has been fused communicates with the high-level bloodline to succeed. But only Xingchen knows the danger, first of all, he needs an in-depth and comprehensive understanding of the bloodline of the blood clan, he doesn't know how much effort he has made over the years, even so, the high-level bloodline itself still has a trace of resistance instinct just now, if it wasn't for the fact that he had already fused the easiest Wind Thunder Saint Tiger bloodline, maybe he wouldn't have done anything at all.

Of course, the price of defeat is that the bloodline of the high-level blood clan is damaged, so as not to endanger life, which is why Xingchen dares to be so blatant.

But blatant didn't mean that Xingchen was willing to accept defeat, but fortunately he succeeded.

When he opened his eyes, the old housekeeper who had been waiting by the side smiled: "It is worthy of being my apprentice, a success." ”

Xingchen couldn't wipe his sweat, and hurriedly bowed his hand, "Thank you, master, for protecting the Fa." Otherwise, how would a disciple dare to cultivate under the watchful eyes of so many people. ”

The old housekeeper just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Tiantian, "Don't say it, the smell of sweat on the master's body is too strong, and I can't stand it every day." Let the master go take a bath!"

Xingchen smiled slightly, "Don't bother so much!" After speaking, a water ball condensed out of thin air in his hand, and quickly expanded, enveloping himself. The water in the water balloon surrounds, and after a while, the water ball becomes smaller again and flies back into the hand, which has become a dirty water balloon.

"It's dirty, throw it away. "I dislike it every day.

Xingchen smiled silently, and the water balloon in his hand shrank rapidly, until at last only a pitch-black mud ball remained, and its surface seemed to glow with a little golden light. Only then did he say: "Tiantian, you don't understand, this thing may be a waste to you and me, but it is a treasure for people with low strength and low blood grade." ”

Tian Tian didn't believe it at all, "You just lie to me! How can the sweat cement pills on your body be a treasure." ”

Seeing this, Xingchen had no choice but to explain: "I don't know if you've heard such a sentence. The urine of a real dragon can be eaten by the fish in the river to turn into a dragon in an instant, and a drop of grass on the mountain will also turn into a lingzhi, which has the medicinal effect of immortality. ”

Tian Tian suddenly pursed his lips, "So what, it's like you're a real dragon." ”

Xingchen didn't explain anymore, and casually turned out a jade bottle to hold the mud pills.

"It's really a baby. "I still don't forget to add a sentence every day.

Xiao Hei, who was biting the bone, rarely said, "Yes, yes." ”

Xingchen glanced at Xiao Hei, "It's really rare that you two have the same opinion. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Hei and Tiantian glanced at each other, turned their heads to the side, and said in unison: "Who is rare." ”

At this time, a girl in a blue dress came out of the house, her appearance was average, and her cultivation was even lower, only at the level of the acquired realm, she was still a mortal. She is Xianxian, Wang Mosheng's sister, she has been following Xingchen for seven years, she has almost become a little adult, volunteering to be responsible for all chores, and she has practiced good cooking skills.

She walked up to Xingchen and made a salute, "Young Master Luo, can you give this jade bottle to the immortal?"

Xingchen shook his head, "Immortal, this is of no use to you at all. ”

Xian Xian didn't understand, "Then young master, you still said that it was a treasure." ”

Xingchen turned to look at the courtyard gate, his eyes seemed to see the blood sea people gathered outside the gate through the gate, and sighed: "For them, it is a treasure. ”

The fairy no longer asks for it.

After a while, the people of the Blood Sea at the gate were dispersed by the army, and the city lord with the explosive brown hair came to the gate surrounded by many small family heads.

The captain of his guard shouted at the courtyard gate, "The city lord of Yili City has arrived. ”

Xingchen said casually: "I'll go meet them, Xianxian, you prepare lunch as usual." ”

Xianxian immediately agreed, turned around and went to the kitchen, Xiao Hei heard the word lunch, immediately put away the bones and followed, shouting as he ran, "Xianxian sister, wait for me, I'll light the fire for you." ”

And when he saw this every day, he was dissatisfied: "Where is it to help, obviously to steal food." The fairy also spoils Xiao Hei too much, and lets Xiao Hei steal food every time. ”

In this regard, Xingchen could only sigh and stop talking, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to open the door, looked at the group of people outside the door, and smiled, "Why did you come to me?" ”

The city lord of Yili was a little suspicious when he saw that Xingchen was from the Yanhuang Kingdom, but he still returned the salute, "We came to visit, dare to ask which prince is breaking through?"

Xingchen said directly: "We don't have a prince here. ”

The city lord of Yili looked left and right at the people around him, and asked again, "What about the princess?"

"Nope. ”

"Whose bloodline is that royal?"

Xingchen smiled, "It's mine." I'm a half-blood, not a prince, and you're looking for the wrong person. "As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

The city lord of Yili immediately stepped forward, "Then I'm looking for you." ”

Xingchen shrugged, "I'm not welcoming you, please come back!"

Seeing this, the Erie City Lord rose with the power of the Saint-level Perfection on his body, "What if I don't want to." ”

At this time, the more powerful momentum in the courtyard soared into the sky, and the city lord of Yili retreated seven steps in a row.

Xingchen said, "We don't want to be in trouble. "As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

The city lord of Yili was shocked on his face, but he noticed that Xingchen was about to close the door, and his eyes were so eager that he knelt directly on one knee, "This city lord has something to ask for." ”

The half-closed door stopped, and the stars inside the door asked, "What's the matter with you, that you actually knelt?"

The city lord of Yili was already in tears, "My son was seriously injured and is now unconscious, I have collected all the life-saving elixirs, and I am just missing the most critical medicine. ”

Xingchen Fox asked, "What kind of medicine?"

The city lord of Yili looked at the stars and said word by word: "A drop of blood containing the power of the bloodline of our people from the royal family of the Blood Sea Country. ”

Xingchen said indifferently: "I'm not from the Blood Sea Country, I can't help you, aren't you the city lord?" ”

The city lord of Yili said anxiously: "The one who injured my son is a member of the royal family, and I have begged three times without success. The crowd echoed the testimony.

Seeing this, Xingchen shook his head, "I may not be able to help you. "Blood with the power of bloodline, second only to essence blood, is second only to essence blood, and recovery is slow, and no one wants to lose it in vain.

The city lord of Yili was a little distracted, "That is the only blood between me and my lover, and now that my lover is gone, I will lose this son again." I ......"

"Gotta get it. Xingchen opened the door, "I don't know if it's useful for you." If it's useless, don't come to me. As he spoke, he threw out the jade bottle in his hand.

The city lord of Yili hurriedly caught it and asked, "What is this?"

Xingchen said directly: "This is the condensation of the sweat I had just cultivated, and I have a trace of the power of the blood clan's bloodline. Go away, I'm not welcome you. As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed shut.

The crowd outside the door said: "Sweat, sweat can still be useful, joke." "Yes, yes, that man is fooling the city lord. ”

The city lord of Yili immediately scolded: "Shut up for me, even if there is a glimmer of hope, I must also give it a try." ”

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