Chapter 17: The Middle Stage of Smelting

The moon in the night sky gradually rises high into the sky. A pillar of black-red light shone at the foot of the back mountain.

Xia Mingfeng cultivated cross-legged under the impact of the backmountain waterfall, the black and red pillars of light shone on his body, and black and red demonic qi emerged from his body, attracting and merging with the pillars of light.

Xia Mingfeng, who was in the pillar of light, looked extremely painful, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to endure the pain of the distance. From time to time, there was a "dong dong" sound on the body, which resounded like a drum through the mountains and forests, and the birds that were perching in the woods were also frightened by this dong dong sound and flew into the sky.

Under the illumination of the pillar of light, it lasted for an hour before slowly dissipating, and Xia Mingfeng was still constantly exuding black and red demonic energy, and it was slowly shrouded in all directions. Even the waterfall has stopped flowing downward.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the demonic qi formed a thick fog, and a heart-rending roar came out. The bird, which was about to land on the branch, suddenly fell from mid-air and was frightened to death by the long howl.

A figure in a purple-red robe floated in the air, looking at the center of the demonic qi mist with a slightly serious face.

The beasts in the mountains and forests were awakened, and a lion appeared in the field of vision, roaring in a low voice towards the black-red demonic mist, and rushed forward suddenly. When the figure in the sky was about to block it, it suddenly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm stayed in the air.

When the lion suddenly broke into the demonic fog, it let out a scream like begging for mercy, and all parts of its body shrank rapidly, and a large amount of blood oozed from its skin, floating into the center of the demonic fog, and fell to the ground in less than a few seconds, like a dried corpse that had been dead for a hundred years.

As the smell of blood spread, a group of wolves came after the lions in the mountains and forests, and thirty or forty wolf noses sniffed in the air, staring at the location of the center of the demonic fog. An unusually powerful and majestic wolf in the middle let out a long howl "whoa", and the wolves rushed over as if they had received an order.

The figure in the air, staring at the lower place, pondered for a moment, and did not reach out to stop it. As the wolves attacked, the wolves who rushed into the demonic fog let out whining wails one after another, and the smell of blood in the demonic fog became even stronger, gradually forming a blood mist.

The remaining seven or eight wolves did not dare to approach the blood mist, but roared in a low voice outside the blood mist, and the wolves who gave the first command came from behind, and the remaining seven or eight lowered their heads like kings who greeted them.

The wolf king's eyes were like a person, and he turned very smartly, staring closely at the blood mist, and let out a roar, leading the rest of the wolves to retreat.

The blood mist slowly expanded, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, constantly attracting nearby predators to step into the blood mist.

The corpses of lions, tigers, cheetahs, wolves, pythons, wild boars, and giant eagles were shrouded in blood mist and drifted out of the stream.

I saw that the blood mist around me changed direction and converged at a slow speed towards the center, forming a dark red blood cocoon.

White light flickered in the dark red blood cocoon, and golden light flashed out from time to time. The figure floating in the air slowly fell to the side of the blood cocoon, waiting quietly.

Xia Mingfeng was still cultivating with his eyes closed, his whole body was in pain, he didn't know what was wrapped in blood cocoons, the skin on his body became red and hot, and a lot of fishy black liquid oozed from the skin and slowly covered his whole body.

A dark black callus was formed in the blood cocoon, and when the dark black liquid was expelled from the body, the aura that was silent in the dantian became extremely excited and automatically operated.

The aura is formed on its own, and Xiao Zhou Tian keeps running the whole body, and as it passes through all parts of the body, many wisps of aura emerge from the body, merging with each other.

At this time, the mental power flashed with golden light, forming a small vortex in the body, and it also kept absorbing the aura in the body.

The simultaneous operation of the three forces made Xia Mingfeng extremely painful for a while, and looked peaceful for a while, so he spent a night entangled.

In the early morning, the sun rises as usual, and the sun shines on the earth, and it continues to move westward until it is in the middle.

There was a clatter, and then there was a clattering sound, and I saw the blood cocoon at the foot of the mountain spread cracks all over its body, and finally fell off and shattered on the ground.

After the blood cocoon cracked, a black figure crossed his legs in front of him, the position of his head moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of eyes, scanning the surroundings.

There were no less than fifty dried beasts floating in the stream, and the land around the stream was also full of dried corpses of wild beasts, and nearly a hundred wild beasts died around, making him shiver.

"Ahem, woke up"

Listening to a familiar voice, coming from behind, he hurriedly turned around.

"Ah, master, why are you here?"

"I came here last night and waited to see you breaking through. ”

"Then all the beasts on the ground are you...", he said as he lowered his head and looked at the master cautiously.

Liu Chan looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "You made it all yourself, have you forgotten?"

After hearing this, Xia Mingfeng only felt a roar in his head, and tried to recall last night's events while saying to his master: "The apprentice only remembers that there seemed to be a lion wailing when he was cultivating last night..."

Suddenly stopped talking, Liu Chan didn't look at him, looked at the sky and didn't know what he was thinking. Half a day later, Liu Chan took the lead in opening his mouth and said: "It's so dirty, let's wash it first." ”

Then with a whoosh, he flew into the air, watched the master fly into the air, and waved his big hand. I saw that my body was covered with black scars and dirt.

Whew, there was a bang, and when I looked up, I saw a waterfall falling from the sky and falling on my body, and I didn't feel any pain.

After the black dirt on his body was washed away, he jumped towards the shore with all his strength, and flew seven or eight meters high at once, so frightened that he grabbed it in the air and landed on the shore.

"Look at your unproductive appearance, how do you usually teach you as a teacher?" Seeing the master descending from the sky, he was still scolding, and hurriedly lowered his head and did not refute.

"Okay, okay, just ask whatever you want. ”

"Master, the apprentice wants to find out what happened last night. ”

After Liu Chan thought about it, he said to Xia Mingfeng: "Feng'er, you really don't remember last night?" looked at the apprentice and shook his head, sighed slightly and continued.

"Last night, I saw a pillar of light formed by black and red demonic qi in the sect, and the master thought that it was you, so he hurried over. When I came, I saw you cultivating cross-legged, wrapped in the demonic mist formed, and waited for a while as a teacher.

Thinking that your cultivation should be a reaction to a breakthrough, I will protect the Dharma for you on the side, and at this time, a beast will slowly come, and the master is about to take action to prevent the beast that has entered the black and red magic mist, as if it has been sucked dry of blood, and died. You don't have to go down for the teacher in the end, right?"

After listening to the master's words, he kept thinking about everything last night, and slowly memories flashed in his mind, and his face became extremely ugly, after all, he had never killed since he was a child, and he was only more than thirteen years old this year.

Liu Chan looked at Xia Mingfeng's face, which became ugly and instantly turned pale again, and said solemnly: "Feng'er, the path of cultivation itself is to fight with people and the sky, which cultivator is not covered with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, if you can't even bear this, just give up cultivating." ”

Listening to the master's criticism, Xia Mingfeng finally showed a hint of tenacity, nodded and said, "Master, apprentices must cultivate, don't be part of the corpse mountain behind others." ”

"Okay, Feng'er, there are still ten days before the sect competition, consolidate your cultivation, strive to stand out in the sect competition, enter the ranks of the inner gate, and watch your demon Dao exercises last night for the master to derive the secret technique of the Blood Demon Sect, study and master it carefully." Liu Chan looked at his apprentice and replied seriously, and said with satisfaction.

"Well, master, the apprentice knows. ”

"Continue to cultivate among the corpses, it will be good for you to exercise your mental strength, so you will go back first as a teacher. With a whoosh, it flew into the sky again.

Xia Mingfeng raised his head and bent down: "Apprentice sends off the master." ”

Seeing off the master, Xia Mingfeng looked at the corpses around him, his eyes showed a trace of unbearability, and at this moment, the unbearable color in his eyes was replaced by a firm look.

Looking at the boulder in the center of his care, he jumped hard, stepped into the stone and sat down cross-legged to check his physical condition.

After checking the operation exercises, he immediately became overjoyed, the cultivation that he had broken through last night had crossed three small realms in a row, and his cultivation had reached the fourth level of the smelting period, and he had officially entered the middle stage of smelting.

I found that my body was full of aura, and I thought about it, thinking about what my parents had told me before I went out...

In the sect, in a fruit forest, with the falling leaves, a tall and white-clothed girl danced with a long sword in her hand.

At this time, a woman in her twenties and nearly thirty years old stood in the forest at some point, looking at the girl practicing swords in front of her, and there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

"Qi'er, there are still ten days left before the sect competition, during this time, you have advanced from the fifth layer of smelting to the sixth layer of smelting, and you should consolidate your cultivation well. The woman said as she saw that the girl was still practicing swordsmanship.

When the girl heard this, she stopped practicing her sword and looked at the voice, and hurriedly saluted: "Yes, master." The futile got it. ”

Time flies, ten days have passed, Xia Mingfeng opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of turbid qi, the cultivation in the ten days has been consolidated, and the cultivation in his body has been completely stabilized.

Xia Mingfeng stood up, stretched his waist, looked at the reflection in the water, his appearance became more and more delicate, and his height seemed to be much taller than when he came, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. "Maybe it's the effect of refining the body," he said to himself.

When he was about to wash his face with water, he looked at the dried corpses all over the ground, remembered the dried corpses of wild beasts floating in the stream a few days ago, shook his head with a wry smile, jumped to the shore, and saw that the dust on his body fell off while walking, and the whole became new.

Not long after they left, a few beasts came and looked around, sniffed their noses, and began to bite at the dried corpses on the ground...