[Dongdongliu (35)]

[Life track: Born in Jiufujie, Nanhua Prefecture, Qingyang Mansion, he lost his parents when he was young, grew up eating hundreds of family meals, and became his ninth disciple at the age of twelve.

His basic talent is average, but fortunately, he has always been diligent and hardworking. Only in his thirties can he change his blood and become the seed of condensing true qi.

In the first half of his life, he was a chivalrous man and pursued his lifelong pursuit of inheriting the chivalrous sect. After his teacher's death, his temperament changed sharply.

Finally, in 219, Dafeng angered Yanyang and killed the ruler seven times, and died in the battle of the destruction of the Chi Lian Demon Sect.

Facing the East Pole when he died, grabbing the ground with his head]

[Gong method: Upright Qi Changhe Gong, Xiawang Slaying the Demon Sword, Xingyun Stepping Snow Gong]

[Consumption of Dao energy can be traced back to its memory, exercises]

Hundreds of words in a straightforward manner tell the story of Yun Dongliu's life.

It's not as bizarre as Tong Zhengyang, as well as the legend of Kong San, like thousands of martial arts people in the world who have been running around for hatred all their lives.

The second half of Yun Dongliu's life was bleak like a ridiculous drama.

It fully explains what is good people are not rewarded

Unfortunately, the information from a cursory search is very limited, and nothing more can be seen.

Turning his thoughts, An Qisheng's eyes fell on the last line of words, thoughtfully:

"Yanyang Seven Killing Rulers"

There is the advent of a divine weapon.

Moreover, it can also destroy the Red Demon Sect

The Six Prison Demon Sects are just a collective name. In fact, under Pang Wanyang, the masters of the six major Demon Sects are all top masters in the world, and the legendary great masters of the gods.

Any demon sect is a master like a cloud, and can destroy a demon sect. These soldiers seem to be outrageously strong.

I just don't know, is it the power of divine soldiers, or is it relying on divine soldiers to see the supremely broken realm of heaven and man?

For tens of thousands of years in the Jiufujie, countless arrogant people have pursued the realm of heaven and man, just as many sages above the mysterious stars have pursued an unknowable future.

The only difference is that the Jiufu Realm really exists in the realm of heaven and man. The ancient history clearly records the fact that the eight heavenly men cut open the gate of heaven and shattered away.

"Twenty years from now, the eight major soldiers will all be born? Or are they already born now?"

An Qisheng became more and more interested in these eight magic soldiers.

Even with his martial arts physique at this time, it was hard to imagine how he could cut open a gate of heaven and how it would be broken away.

Cut through the void?

This difficulty, I am afraid that it is even more difficult for you to cut down the stars with one sword.

It is a pity that the world is vast, and the population of Jiufujie is tens of billions. If he wants to find the eight sword masters who may or may not be born, it is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Putting down his thoughts, several exercises that Yun Dongliu knew came to his mind.

Dao Li searched for information, and naturally he would not miss the exercises he had learned. Unfortunately, his current Dao Li was not enough to collect general information about it, if he could search for its detailed information.

Almost in a single thought, you can acquire the exercises that you have learned now and even in the future.

"This righteous Qi Changhe Gong can only be practiced after changing blood, and the level is similar to that of Dragon Tiger Pure Yang Qi."

As soon as the thought moved, it turned silent.

He began to exert his physical strength, uttering the sound of tiger and leopard thunder to wash his body, and the internal force purified by Tianyizhu had gradually moved towards the depths of his bone marrow under the high-frequency operation of his muscles.

This is a sign that he is about to succeed in holding the holy fetus, and his inner strength is about to enter the realm of blood exchange!

And it has only been five short months since he went from a dying body to where he is now.

call!

Suck!

In the deep, long and rhythmic breathing, An Qisheng began the daily process of polishing his body.

The human body is extremely wonderful and fragile. Even if you realize Dan Jin, you still have to be careful when urging it.

Above the Xuanxing, there are many people who understand the mystery of Dan Jin, but die in the process of holding the Holy Fetus.

He couldn't help it.

wow~

In the ears, the sound of blood flowing is incessant.

An Qisheng loosened on the outside and tightened on the inside, transporting qi and blood, carefully.

The process of holding the holy fetus cannot be overstated. For the past two months, he has not only tried this process every day in his dreams, but he has also been extremely careful in reality, striving to make this process flawless.

Even though the effect of internal force can speed up the process, he is completely unmoved and walks the process step by step.

His senses are sharp.

During this process, he could feel the strong peristalsis of the stomach and intestines far beyond the previous one, and under the low and powerful beating of the heartbeat, the blood flow rate could be fast or slow.

Gradually, An Qisheng entered a state of ecstasy.

His mind seemed to fly out all at once, and he felt every change in his body very calmly.

He could feel every inch of skin pore between the blood flow, and he could feel the rapid digestion of pills in the process of peristalsis of the internal organs, and then the process of transporting nutrients to the whole body.

After an unknown amount of time, An Qisheng's body suddenly shook.

A feeling of incomparable completeness and incomparable satisfaction rose up in his heart.

This kind of feeling seems to be the last defect of my own being made up, and the shackles that I have brought for countless years are opened, and the organs of the whole body are sending out signals of pleasure.

So that the brain is a little drunk, but this is not the slight drunk after being drunk, but the pleasure after the potential is stimulated!

At this point, An Qisheng had a clear understanding in his heart, and his own pill-holding kung fu was finally accomplished.

You can already get involved in the practice of Gangjin Kungfu!

wow~

At the same time, An Qisheng's heart rose sharply like a general, the feeling of the waves slapping!

After one purification of Tianyizhu, the internal strength that he had swallowed for several months, finally entered the depths of the bone marrow!

submerged in the blood!

Gudong~

The flesh squeaked.

The moment his qi entered his blood, An Qisheng was acutely aware that his body was getting heavier!

Even if it was an insignificant weight, he really felt it!

Then, his body became hot, as if he had taken a big tonic, and the hair all over his body seemed to stand up.

"This feeling is completely different from the feeling of Kong San, Mingtang, Huiguo, Zhao Yanyan, Dongmenruo and others when they exchanged blood."

As soon as he holds the holy fetus, he can reach the state of blood exchange, but An Qisheng's heart is tight.

In the martial arts practice of Jiufujie, he has never had the guidance of a master, and everything is self-taught, but he can fall into a dream, and he can fully experience the feeling of many masters breaking through every level.

Although there are differences in the human body and personal levels are not the same, but the general feeling should not be very different!

Exchange blood, exchange blood.

As the name suggests, it drains old blood, fills the body with new blood, and nourishes a stronger body with stronger blood.

At the same time, the internal force and blood are one, flowing through the whole body to the hair tips, and the use of internal force by the martial artist in this world will also reach a very high level.

But at this time, the fusion of internal force and blood, he did not feel this way.

Internal force, swallowed by blood!

In his feeling, his own blood is extremely greedy and wants to devour more blood

"Yes, the only purpose of the people in this world to polish their bodies is to take over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to condense the seeds of true energy, and their physique cannot be compared with mine.

I understand the pill realm, and the process of carrying the holy fetus and condensing qi and blood for 100 days is itself a process of eliminating impurities.

Therefore, I don't need to exchange blood, I just need to transfer more internal force into the blood, and naturally, my body will transform again, and the 100-day pass of blood exchange is almost non-existent to me! "

An Qisheng's mind changed very quickly, and he quickly found the difference between himself and everyone else.

Then, with a thought, he suspended the process of fusion of internal force and blood, and dreamed of himself.

Try this process first in a dream.

After several attempts, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

I thought right.

After holding the pill, the inside and outside of the human body is pure, and the blood has been washed in the process of transporting and condensing, and the improvement of physical fitness is also related to this.

The Hundred Days of Blood Change is the deep fusion of blood and internal power, so as to once again improve the physical body.

In other words, your physique can go through a layer of transformation again!

The only thing to worry about now is that the inner strength after the Tianyizhu has been purified once is too little. Compared with his blood that is rushing like a sea, it is too small.

After all, after being seized by Kong San, every strand of inner strength in this body was re-trained by him.

So far, it has only been five months, and after the purification of Tianyizhu, the weight is less than one hundred, which is far from what my body needs.

"I don't know what kind of situation I will be able to achieve after the complete fusion of internal strength and blood, and the second improvement of my physique."

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and his mind changed:

"The improvement of internal strength should be put on the agenda"

But in the blink of an eye, he cut off his divergent thinking, and a steady person has too much mind.

Between the blood flow, it began to deeply integrate with the internal force of his whole body.

And his already extremely tyrannical physique, in the process, seems to have a slow and true improvement.

little by little.

Drop by drop.

Ronghua Mansion is located on a vast plain hundreds of miles west of Huayan Mountains. One of the three long rivers in Dafeng, the Dalong River, winds its way around Ronghua Mansion like a jade belt.

Adequate arable land, convenient water sources, and convenient transportation make Ronghua Mansion a prosperous city in Fengzhou and even in Dafeng, with a population of up to one million.

In the Ronghua Mansion, the wide streets that are wide enough to be several horses in parallel extend in all directions, in an orderly manner, with houses lined up on both sides of the street, and many shops are very lively.

The broad streets are crowded with people, carriages and horses, and people carrying knives and swords abound.

To the north of Ronghua Mansion, the huge city lord mansion is even more solemn and solemn.

Among the tall courtyard walls, there are rockeries, lakes, and even small racetracks, martial arts training grounds, gardens, and hunting forests.

Southwest of the City Lord's Mansion, in a courtyard.

With only one arm left, Ming Tang bowed and stood ~lightnovelpub.net~ on the smooth floor, he seemed to see his ugly face.

The shot two months ago was only a line away from piercing his heart. Even if he escaped the fatal wound, his right arm and half of his arm were picked off!

This serious injury has almost cut off his path to Qi!

Unless he can get those rare treasures in the legend, his martial arts path will stop here.

"Mingtang"

The sound echoed like the ringing of a bronze bell.

"Subordinates are here."

Ming Tang took a deep breath, his eyes moved upward, and he could see the golden boots in the middle of the room, under the sagging shadow.

That was his immediate boss, Xue Chaoyang, one of the six famous arrests.

A supreme figure with great qi.