Xu Qi'an's eyes stayed on the sandalwood brocade box, the box was sealed by a force, and the light was faint.
He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the brocade box.
Zhao Shou said in a low voice, "I have to remind you, when you open this box, you are officially in the game."
Xu Qi'an's face was calm: "I have awakened."
He immediately opened the box, and a bleak scarlet came into his pupils. Inside the brocade box, a blood pill the size of a pigeon egg lay quietly.
In the autumn wind, the surrounding vegetation "sanded" and swayed, the dead branches outside the pavilion spit out new tender green shoots, the ground showed sharp grass colors, and insects drilled out from the ground, flocking to the pavilion in groups. . .
But it was blocked out of the pavilion by a clear light gas shield.
Xu Qi'an's lips moved slightly: "Xue Dan"
Zhao Shou nodded: "Before Wei Yuan left, he left some blood pills here. He and I have worked together to deduce that whether these blood pills are kept or not will not affect the winning rate of Jingshan City.
"Therefore, Wei Yuan divided a part of the blood pill and gave it to me for safekeeping. He said that he will settle the battlefield of the Witch God Cult, and the battlefield in the capital city will be handed over to Xu Qi'an."
Speaking of this, Zhao Shou smiled with a gentle voice: "I asked him, what if Xu Qi'an couldn't be promoted to the fourth rank at that time, what should he do? He didn't answer me. Now seeing you, I understand what kind of person he was at that time. confidence."
Duke Wei had already expected this step Xu Qi'an's eyes seemed to darken for a moment, and he looked down at Xue Dan:
"If I swallow it, can I advance to the third rank?"
Zhao Shou gave an affirmative answer, saying:
"The third grade is called the undead body. In the final analysis, its essence is a powerful vitality far beyond that of ordinary people. It can be reborn from a broken limb, and as long as it does not die on the spot, any injury can be recovered.
"The normal practice method is to temper the body day after day. It would be the best if it can be supplemented with natural treasures such as elixir. Through practice, the body can be transformed and the flesh and blood can be filled with vitality.
"Of course, he has a shortcut, which is to devour qi and blood, catalyze the transformation of his body with huge qi and blood, and shed his mortal body. The king of Zhenbei wanted to refine the blood pill that day, push his body to the third grade of great perfection, and upgrade his body. The probability of the second grade."
Xu Qi'an nodded slowly. Duke Huai refined the blood pills to prepare for the recovery of the princess. This is something he already knew.
The most important thing to be promoted to the second rank is the spirit of the princess.
King Huai just wanted to increase the success rate, so he refined the blood pill and forcibly upgraded it to the third rank of Dzogchen. From this point, it can be seen that the core of the third-rank realm is indeed the essence of life.
Zhao Shou lightly waved his sleeves, shaking the densely packed insects outside the pavilion into powder, and then said:
"Theoretically, as long as you are promoted to the fourth rank, if you have enough powerful life essence, you can quickly advance to the third rank. But there are also failures. The blood pill is just an introduction. What a fourth rank martial artist needs to do is not to absorb it. A mortal body absorbs such a huge amount. The energy will only explode and die, just like those insects.
"The correct way is to use its life energy to cleanse and stimulate the physical body, so that your body can transform and transcend the ordinary.
"Wait for your body to transform and step into the extraordinary, and then absorb the power of the blood pill to repair the injury."
The function of the blood pill is a stepping stone, using that life energy to open the door of the extraordinary, at that time must be on the verge of death, but also has the ability to absorb the essence of the blood pill, and can use the blood pill to restore the state and repair the wound Xu Qi'an nodded: "It's not difficult to understand."
"I set up an enchantment in the pavilion, you might as well advance here, even if you fail, I can save your life."
The meaning of Zhao Shou's words is very straightforward. For a martial artist who takes this side of the road, failure is a dead end, and the probability of failure is very high.
After Xu Qi'an asked about the refining details, he grabbed the blood pill and swallowed it without hesitation.
Boom!
As soon as the blood pill entered his throat, he felt a warm current rushing into his abdomen, and then his lower abdomen seemed to explode.
In severe pain, Xu Qi'an saw the ground in front of him splattered with blood, and realized that this was not an illusion, his lower abdomen really exploded.
Poof, poof, poof Blood holes exploded one after another on his body surface, chest, back, waist, etc. He is like the big devil in the story, he was stuffed with explosives by the knights, his body It is gradually heading for collapse.
"Contain your thoughts and refine the blood pill."
Zhao Shou's voice seemed to contain some kind of power, which allowed him to restrain his chaotic thoughts and get rid of the chaos.
Xu Qi'an held his breath and concentrated, using the method of breath adjustment, trying to draw the chaotic and violent life essence in his body.
But it is useless at all. Wherever this essence of life goes, it will bring destruction.??
? Chu Yuanzhen was dissatisfied with Yuan Jing's cultivation of Taoism, resigned from office to practice swords, and traveled the rivers and lakes. Although his words and attitudes expressed his dissatisfaction and disdain for Yuan Jing everywhere.
But he never thought about the word regicide.
Living in this era, whether you admit it or not, your thoughts will be influenced by concepts such as "the monarch and his ministers, father and son", "the monarch must die and his ministers must die".
Killing the king was something he never thought of anyway.
Li Miaozhen is the saint of Tianzong. She has not received Confucian education, but she also lives in this era and knows the concept and meaning of the word "king".
She used to say that stabbing Yuanjing to death was more about venting her emotions.
[Three: People have no way, and heaven cuts them down. If you have no way, I will cut it down. Everyone, would you like to help me? ¡¿
Xu Ningyan, what a lawless martial artist Everyone's hearts were agitated.
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[Four: Good. ¡¿
[Five: Good. ¡¿
[Six: Good. ¡¿
After a long time, finally there was a letter from No. 1: [good. ¡¿
[Three: Daoist Jinlian, what do you think. ¡¿
After waiting for a while, Xu Qi'an was relieved before waiting for the reply from Taoist Master Jinlian, and sent a letter: ¡¾I will tell you the plan in detail. ¡¿(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com