Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 60
I don't know how long it has been.

When Xue Lengyou woke up, he found that the fruit core around his mouth had become a little shriveled.

However, the cave is still the same, except for the surging blood evil spirit, it is empty and spotless.

After stretching comfortably, he was slightly startled when he saw the half of his arm protruding from the sleeve robe, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, he swiftly took off all the clothes on his body.

After sweeping his body around with weird eyes, Xue Leng couldn't help being amazed.

The skin of his whole body is a crystal clear black jade color, if you observe carefully, you will find a faint purple light flowing on it.

After looking at it for a long time, he tried to tap it lightly with his nails.

In the end, what surprised him was that the skin, which looked quite seductive, was actually extremely hard.

When the tip of the fingernail is scratched on it, there is a faint sharp feeling of scraping metal.

Out of curiosity, Xue Leng took out another low-grade small knife weapon, and stabbed it in the palm of his hand with a little strength.

"Keng!"

A piercing sound of metal impact came into the ear curtains, Xue Leng couldn't help but look happy when he saw the slightly curly blade.

Grabbing hard with the palm of his hand, he directly held the knife tightly in his hand, and then kneaded it fiercely.

In just a few breaths, the seven or eight inch long small saber instrument was forcibly rolled into an iron ball the size of a walnut by him.

"This physical strength..."

There was a flash of light in Xue Leng's eyes, and he couldn't help being ecstatic in his heart. He turned his head and threw the previous painful experience out of the sky.

Compared with the sudden increase in strength, what is a little pain?

Worth it!

"But what's going on with this Foundation Establishment Pill, that it can resonate with the Blood Spiritual Root!"

After pondering for a moment, he couldn't help murmuring in his heart.

In fact, this is something he never dared to think about.

The mysterious and unpredictable Blood Feather True Monarch, the blood river map that changed fate against the sky...

These things are like flowers in a mirror and moon in water, making Xue Leng immersed in them and unable to extricate himself.

Of course, what's more, he himself doesn't want to speculate.

Whether it is the Earth Evil Weapon or the Nascent Soul True Monarch, they are all too far away from him now.

"Ah."

After shaking his head, Xue Leng's tightly knit eyebrows also relaxed.

Then he stopped thinking about it, stopped worrying about this problem, and concentrated on studying the newly emerged talent——

"Blood Spirit"

It may be because of breaking through the foundation building and the skyrocketing spiritual consciousness, Xue Leng feels that he can barely drive a trace of the supernatural power of the blood river map.

This feeling is not groundless, or just a whim.

But somehow, he just felt that way.

And when this thought was born, it became more and more intense, even to the point where it was almost out of control, and my mind was full of such thoughts.

Xue Leng didn't think too much, and directly sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness, and carefully sized up the existence that ranked ninth among this earth evil weapon.

[Blood River Picture: 72 Earthly Evil Weapons ([-])]

【Name: Xue Leng】

[Spiritual Root: Blood Spiritual Root]

[Life span: 29/203 years old]

[Boundary: Early Foundation Establishment]

[Cultivation method: Sanyuan Xiexue Jue (Purple Yuan Realm)]

[Skill: Yin Deficiency Finger (Perfect); Hundred Ghosts Nourishing Soul Chapter (2)]

[Talent: Scarlet Pact (Blood Extraction 1); Blood Lingluo (empty)]

"Three-Yuan Evil Blood Art, Ziyuan Realm, no wonder the blood in the body turns lavender..."

While muttering to himself, he focused his mind on the new talent "Blood Spirit Channel".

[Fresh blood spirit channel: Take the blood essence of others, make up for your own deficiencies, add blood lines to your body, and form your own spiritual network. 】

"Blood lines are added to the body, and the spiritual network is self-contained..."

With a low murmur, Xue Leng's brows were furrowed. After thinking hard for a long time, his heart suddenly moved.

In an instant, he took out a small white jade bottle from the storage bag, and then held the ghost-killing talisman pen in his hand.

"Follow the tips above"

"If you follow the trend of your own meridian and engrave the blood pattern on the skin, will you be able to get a new spiritual meridian?"

"But..."

Looking up at the white jade vial, Xue Leng hesitated.

The blood essence in this jade bottle belongs to Xue San. This person has shallow cultivation and a timid nature, and his spiritual root talent must also be stubborn.

Although it is very likely that they are from the same line as themselves, they are both members of the Xue family.

The success rate is higher, but what if one's own talent is polluted?
After pondering for a few breaths, Xue Leng took out another jade bottle from the storage bag.

The word "flame" is lightly branded on the body of the bottle, which is his special mark.

Because the jade bottle contained the blood essence of Tang Yan.

Although this person is domineering, despicable and shameless, he has to admit that his talents and minds are all excellent, and all of them are the best choice.

Looking back and forth between the two jade bottles, Xue Leng finally chose Tang Yan's blood essence after thinking about it for a while.

Although the first attempt might fail, no matter what, he couldn't convince himself to tattoo Xue San's blood essence at the risk of his spiritual roots being polluted.

Just do what you think, Xue Leng has never been an indecisive person.

Soon, he controlled the Ghost Pen that was full of Tang Yan's blood essence, and carved it on his skin carefully.

Three hours later, exhausted, he finally finished the last stroke.

"I hope you don't disappoint me too much..."

Heaving a long breath, Xue Leng put Gui Zhu aside casually, and turned his mind to the Blood River Map.

[Blood River Picture: 72 Earthly Evil Weapons ([-])]

【Name: Xue Leng】

【Spiritual Root: Blood Spiritual Root (Inflammation)】

[Life span: 29/203 years old]

[Boundary: Early Foundation Establishment]

[Cultivation method: Sanyuan Xiexue Jue (Purple Yuan Realm)]

[Skill: Yin Deficiency Finger (Perfect); Hundred Ghosts Nourishing Soul Chapter (2)]

[Talent: Scarlet Pact (Blood Extraction 1); Blood Lingluo (Pure Fire)]

"Hahaha~ There is God's will in the dark, I am really very smart."

Looking at the word "pure fire" behind the blood spirit, and the newly derived flame attribute from the blood spirit root, Xue Leng couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed wildly.

"cough~cough~"

After a long while, accompanied by a violent coughing sound, he bent down and beat his chest, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Cough cough, if you get carried away, you will be backlashed, careless..."

After a long time, Xue Leng, whose mind gradually stabilized, sighed softly, looked at the spacious cave, and thought to himself:
"The cultivation base has broken through the foundation building, what's next?

For a while, I didn't know what to do, so I simply practiced hard here. This kind of bloody place is hard to come by. "

Immediately, his eyes lit up, he had just built his foundation, his cultivation base was still very shallow, and he needed an absolutely safe and very secluded place to retreat.

This place is so hidden that no one will come here, but it just meets my requirements.

Since Blood Feather True Monarch asked himself to practice here, there must be his intentions.

Maybe, maybe retreating here for a period of time, refining all the blood demons, and going one step further, hitting the top of the bottle in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

What's more, the secret technique in the Sanyuan Xiexue Jue also needs to be cultivated. Although Yinquezhi is good, it is only a first-level spell after all, which does not meet the current cultivation level.

Thinking of this, Xue Leng made up his mind immediately, and immediately cut out a stone platform with the Heart-biting sword in this stone room, built two stone tables and chairs, and began to retreat wholeheartedly.

(End of this chapter)