Jiuxiao Supreme

The ancient alley is long, and from time to time the cries of vendors can be heard. The hazy cold air has not dissipated, and the ground is a little damp. Ling Feng walks forward silently. Occasionally, a few drops of blood drip down his shoulders, and the wide linen clothes are draped on his thin body. On the top, the clothes are swaying in the wind, but there is a kind of elegant temperament contained in them.
House after house was left behind, and then slowly disappeared into the mist, completely disappearing. This atmosphere was a bit depressing, like an invisible giant beast slowly devouring itself.
Finally, at the end of the alley, I saw a slightly dilapidated courtyard. The grass in the corner was already half a person's height. Boulders of various shapes were piled together, which could not stop the cold wind. There was an ancient tree in front of the door. The tree trunks are strong and straight, pointing straight into the blue sky.
Grandpa was sitting on the wooden chair next to the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was taking a nap. Ling Feng walked by cautiously, fearing to wake up the old man, and even more afraid that grandpa would ask about his injuries, not wanting to make the old man too worried.
But he had a feeling that the old man was not asleep at all, at least when he walked in. He quickly returned to his room. The moment he walked in, the broken wooden chair was crushed to pieces by a pair of hands. But he didn't reveal any of his emotions.
Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the pieces of flesh from the wound were already connected to Mai. He worked hard and tore Mai to pieces, taking the pieces of meat with him. The strong tearing feeling made him groan. , the wound that had just stopped bleeding, the trickling blood, once again dyed the wide linen clothes red.
At the first level of the Nine Revolutions of Nirvana, the essence and blood flowing in the meridians suddenly became excited, frantically absorbing nutrients from the surrounding tissues, forming tiny whirlpools. These essences and blood seemed to be slowly awakening some kind of power.
There is a fiery red light that flickers on and off, and where every beam of light lights up and then disappears, tiny golden emulsions are produced. These golden emulsions follow the muscles and veins and automatically come to the wound on the shoulder.
The damaged wound seemed to have received the power of rebirth, rapidly replicating and producing new tissue. There was an itchy feeling on the wound, like countless tiny ants crawling through it. After a while, The bleeding just stopped, leaving a bloody scab. Unexpectedly, the wound healed so quickly, which must be the result of the Ninth Revolution of Nirvana.
"The hunting team is going to go sooner or later. Not only must we seek justice for grandpa, but we must also find ways to obtain blood essence. The first condition for joining the hunting team is to hunt an adult wind wolf alone. It seems that we need to improve our strength. Although taking blood essence multiple times in a short period of time will deplete one's potential, there is nothing we can talk about right now."
Ling Feng took out the emerald green vial, hesitated for a moment, and opened it. The surface of the bright red blood essence flashed with light, as if there was a ball of flame contained in it, and he swallowed a quarter of the blood essence again.
The intense feeling of heat once again overwhelmed his entire nerves. Even though he had psychological expectations, it was still unbearable. He clenched the futon he was sitting on with both hands, squeezing his fingertips together, crushing the futon into pieces, and the muscles all over his body bulged. , the blood vessels were clearly visible, and the protruding meridians were beating incessantly, and the whole body was red, looking particularly ferocious.
"Ah...", he didn't dare to shout too loudly, for fear that the grandfather outside the door would hear him and bite his tongue tightly, his eyes wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes, and the pain every minute and every second seemed like an eternity. It was the same, difficult to overcome. He tried hard to keep his mind clear and prevent himself from comatose, but he still found that his mind was slowly falling into darkness.
"Hiss,,,", the loud roar of the phoenix made the eardrums almost burst. The phoenix on the flame sprayed the phoenix flame at him when he saw it, swallowing him up. Ling Feng, who was already experienced, immediately started to run "Nine Turn to Nirvana".
The mysterious and abnormal notes are constantly flowing in the heart, and there is a kind of magical power that turns decay into magic. This power is like the long-lost nectar, extinguishing the flames in the sky, and restoring life to the messy body and cracked wounds. Begins to heal the impurities in the body.
Once again excluded, a thick stratum corneum is formed outside the body.At the same time, the incoming phoenix was about to hit, and the entire space was broken layer by layer, giving the vision a sense of dislocation. The flying phoenix screamed in fear and wanted to escape, but as the space shattered And it completely disappeared, and the consciousness returned to clarity.
In the main body, the bright red essence and blood rushes away along the hidden and thick blood vessel channels. Wave after wave, completely opening up the blocked levels, and the aura revealed becomes stronger bit by bit.
81 Heavenly Veins, 85 Heavenly Veins, 86 Heavenly Veins, 87 Heavenly Veins. At this time, the surging blood essence slowly stopped, and finally a Heavenly Vein was opened.
The whole body moved slightly, and there was a popping sound of skin. The layers of old skin began to recede, and the new skin was pink and tender but tough. Ling Feng felt the endless power in his body and whispered, others are in their forties or fifties. The Tianmai has reached the bone training stage, even though it is said that it took a hundred years for the genius father to be born.
During the blood training period, he had opened 81 heavenly meridians. Although he had not made a breakthrough, he had opened [-] heavenly meridians, which was more than twice that of others. Such power must not have been available even in the early stages of bone refining. Well, Ling Feng's eyes glowed with confidence.
"Without further delay, we will go deep into the back mountains tomorrow to hunt adult wind wolves." For the rest of the day, Ling Feng did not make a breakthrough. He just consolidated his strength, let his body adapt to the power in front of him, and was slightly prepared. Some dry food.
He took out the rusty iron sword in the corner. This iron sword was a gift that Grandpa prepared when he reached the bone refining stage.
The iron sword was more than three feet long and was green in color. The blades on both sides were covered with red rust. It was unusually heavy in his hand. He weighed it and stabbed it at the wall. Long sparks shot out on the rock. , leaving quite a few traces.
As for the green rusty sword, there was no damage at all. Even the rust that came into contact did not fall off as expected, which surprised him a little.
"Everything is ready, all I need is the east wind. I will definitely hunt good prey tomorrow and make grandpa look good."
The old man on the wooden chair found that the green rusty sword on the corner had disappeared. There were only two people in the room, the grandfather and the grandson. It had obviously been taken away by Feng'er. Thinking about the wound on Feng'er's shoulder during the day, it seemed that things were getting more and more complicated. , which made him look solemn. Are he going to start hunting soul beasts now?Much faster than expected.
At the same time, in the crimson hall topped by four golden pillars, a young man sat among the red curtains. He held strange fingerprints with both hands. The spiritual energy in the surrounding space began to be quickly gathered and concentrated into the bones. , thick bones.
Every time he absorbs more spiritual energy, a mysterious mark will appear on it. This mark makes his aura more powerful, oppressing all directions, making the guards standing upright around him feel the urge to escape, but when they think of the situation in front of them, People are cruel, but they can't bear it.
Suddenly, two young men carried a young man covered in blood and rushed in. By the time the guards stopped him, it was already too late. This made the young man who was making the seal show his anger and yelled: "You are so presumptuous, this young master is not the right one." Did you say that no one is allowed to disturb you during your practice?" He picked up the cup next to him and threw it out.
"Bang." The two boys fell down in response. One of the torn cups broke his throat and the other broke his eyebrow. Wang Peng, who was lying on the stretcher, hit the ground with a bang, although his chest was torn again. The wound in front of me is flowing slowly.
But the blood sprayed by the two boys spread all over his face, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Even though his whole body was in pain, he did not dare to make a sound. Only then did he realize that the Wang Lei in front of him had the power to control his own life and death. For Da Quan, it is not much easier to kill himself than to kill the two servants before him.
Wang Lei looked at Wang Peng, who was covered in blood, with deep disgust in his expression. He killed two people, and his anger had dissipated. This Wang Peng was his follower, and he was still useful. Looking at him, he obviously had some use. Telling himself what happened, he raised his head and signaled, and the standing guards dragged the two fallen boys down.
"Tell me, what happened? It made you hurt like this."
At this time, Gujing Wubo's guards had wiped away the blood on the ground. If it weren't for the broken stretcher still in front of him, no one would have guessed that there were two corpses here before. He swallowed his saliva.
After hearing Wang Lei's words, Wang Peng quickly replied: "Young Master, you can uphold justice for me. Ling Feng, who is so courageous, actually said bad things about Young Master. I wanted to protect Young Master's reputation, but he beat me up." Became seriously injured.
"Well, is that really the case?".Wang Leisen asked coldly, a bloodthirsty aura pressing towards Wang Peng.
Wang Peng's body was injured. This breath pressed against him, like pressing a big mountain. With a click, the bones on his chest were broken even more completely. The blood from his mouth kept spurting out, but he did not dare to neglect it. I repeated the facts without any extravagance.
Wang Lei was calm at first, but when he heard Ling Feng said that he wanted to meet him at the hunting team, he became extremely angry, Ling Feng?Who is he? Such a little person dares to provoke him. You know, as the leader of the hunting team, no one dares to disobey him.
"If you dare to lie again, I'll kill you!" Wang Lei said lightly, and casually took down the spiritual weapon hanging on the wall, the sun-shooting bow.
Throwing it to Wang Peng, he threw down another bottle of elixir and said, "Take this bottle of elixir and your injury will heal quickly. If Ling Feng joins the hunting team, he will definitely go to the mountains to hunt soul beasts. You Take my precious bow and shoot him. If you can't kill him, just stay in the mountains. My, Wang Lei's slaves are not something that ordinary people can hurt."
Wang Peng was immediately overjoyed, took the elixir, held the spiritual bow, and exited the hall bit by bit. However, Ling Feng did not know what happened in the hall, and a murderous intention arrived quietly.