Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

Lu Ming entered the training room.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he took out a bloody jade slip.

He decided to practice the "Spirit Swallowing Blood Demon Technique" first, as other spells could not be mastered in an instant.

Moreover, those spells all have some yin attributes, so switching to the "Spirit Swallowing Blood Demon Technique" will be more suitable.

Lu Ming carefully looked at the cultivation methods in the jade slips.

He does not need to use up the magic power gained from the "Five Elements Chaoyuan Gong" by practicing this technique.

It only needs to be transformed slowly. During this period, you can use elixirs to speed up the process, and then use the blood-burning secret technique to forcibly increase your cultivation level and refine the medicinal power.

It took Lu Ming a stick of incense to read them all and understand how to practice.

Although the "Spirit-Swallowing Blood Demon Technique" is only at the first level, it can be practiced to the point of perfect Qi refining.

But it is much more profound than the popular martial arts technique such as "Five Elements Chao Yuan Gong".

However, as a magic technique, it is easy to learn but difficult to master. The main reason is that there are too many hidden dangers, and few people can practice it to the end.

As for how to obtain the blood of living beings needed for cultivation...

What monk's blood is more suitable than your own blood essence?

"I'm so fierce that I even suck myself!"

After figuring out how to practice, Lu Ming opened the golden book.

Huh, sucking yourself is out of the question.

But looking at the rows of names above, Lu Ming fell into difficulty in making a choice.

"[Shen Lian] is a must-choose!"

"[Chang Wei] almost forgot."

"[Li Yu] How about adding it too."

"[Yang Hong] This is the old man who sold me "Three Yin Fires"!"

"[Yu Xia] is still charming..."

"..."

"Choose your ass, want them all!"

I am afraid that the amount of energy and blood required to change the martial arts this time is huge, and Lu Ming is worried that one or two of them will not be able to hold on.

Unity is strength, and the price they bear together will be much smaller.

After selecting them all, Lu Ming first swallowed a bottle of waste elixir, closed his eyes and began to practice according to the operation path of "Spirit Swallowing Blood Demon Technique".

After completing a weekly operation.

Lu Ming's face turned pale, and he felt a powerful swallowing force coming from his dantian, sucking out his own energy and blood like a whale swallowing him.

It’s backfired!

This means that there is no external blood energy to supplement, and it can only be supplemented by counterattack itself.

"Energy is conserved, fellow Taoist help me!"

Next breath.

As if replying to Lu Ming, the names of the monks on the golden book trembled slightly and began to fade.

"Huh~!"

After exhaling, Lu Ming's face turned rosy again, and his overall condition was better than ever.

The Soul-Swallowing Blood Demon Art was also running faster and faster, and the magic power in Lu Ming's body began to gradually transform from five colors to a touch of scarlet...

...

at the same time.

Whether it is Li Yu and Ding Yu who are in the Fuxiu Alliance in Qingzhufang City, or several monks on the black market in the center of the lake.

They all felt palpitations, then their faces turned pale, and they all covered their chests.

Their cultivation levels are different, but they can all vaguely feel that something belonging to them is beginning to pass away.

But they can't see or touch it, they just feel that a disaster is coming and doom is coming!

Shen Lian was the same at this time. He didn't even care about the fellow Taoist who had already fooled him. He rolled up the stall on the ground and ran towards his residence in the black market.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, your spirit stone has fallen off!"

There was a faint call from the fellow Taoist behind him, but Shen Lian, who was running wildly, couldn't care less.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!"

Shen Lian roared in his heart. As a seventh-level Qi Refining monk, he was even more aware of the strangeness in his body.

This is a sign that longevity begins to decline due to the loss of essence and blood.

Running all the way back to his residence, Shen Lian condensed a water mirror in front of him.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I don't know when a few hairs on my temples have started to turn white.

Although it is not particularly obvious yet, the signs are beginning to show, and this is not a good thing!

Shen Lian stroked a few white hairs with trembling fingers, feeling frightened in his heart.

He is only in his forties, and there are still about ten years before the Qi and blood decline at the age of sixty. This phenomenon should not and may occur.

Since it's not his fault, it's due to external factors.

"Witchcraft...or curse..."

As a casual cultivator, Shen Lian naturally has a lot of experience, but he knows that some monks in the world of immortality are good at using strange witchcraft and can injure people from a distance or even kill them with curses.

But he has never met them before, and he shouldn't mess with these people.

Although he is a bit cunning in his business, who on the black market is not like this?

The palpitations in his heart continued, and Shen Lian quickly took out the elixir to replenish his energy and blood and began to swallow it.

Shen Lian is no longer as panicked as before.

Although blood essence was still flowing away, it was not as terrible as he imagined, at least it was still within his tolerance.

He has been working at the bottom of the world of immortality for decades and has never seen any intrigues or bloodshed.

Although his life is not as good as those of the children of aristocratic families and sect disciples.

But the state of mind is not comparable to that of the trash in the greenhouse.

Shen Lian's eyes gradually turned sinister, and he swore in his heart that he would find the culprit when it was over.

He didn't believe that this curse was priceless, and the other party must also be suffering corresponding pain.

...

"Ah~ so cool!"

Lu Ming, who was practicing, let out a cry of joy.

He could barely feel this kind of cultivation speed that was unique to geniuses.

If you practice at this speed, you will probably be able to break through another level in a month or two!

This speed is quite exaggerated. It has only been half a year since he traveled through time, and he has already broken through from the third level of Qi Refining to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

The speed of cultivation is not much slower than those dual spiritual root geniuses.

After nearly ten days of cultivation, Lu Ming has successfully switched to the "Soul Swallowing Blood Demonic Art".

The mana in his body is like a sea of ​​blood surging in his dantian, and the mana in his meridians is like a blood wave that is constantly flowing after a flood.

When Lu Ming raised his hand, a scimitar condensed by blood appeared in his hand.

The blade was scarlet, and its sharpness and fierce aura were all over the blade. It felt stinging when it was slightly close to the skin.

"Is this the Blood Transformation Demonic Knife? Its power is no less than the 'Black Light Blade'!"

Lu Ming muttered to himself.

However, he did not try to release it in the training room.

Destroying private property will cost money.

But he could feel the power contained in it, which has faintly surpassed the level of the middle stage of Qi Refining.

This is the effect of him not activating the blood burning secret technique.

Once it is activated, he will officially have the combat power of the seventh level of Qi Refining!

"I also have the strength to fight against a higher level!"

But that's just thinking about it. If he really has to choose, he is still willing to defeat a cultivator of the first level of Qi Refining with the strength of the late stage of Qi Refining.

But Lu Ming frowned again, looking at himself helplessly.

After practicing the "Soul Devouring Blood Demon Art", he is now surrounded by Yin Qi, and when he activates his magic power, there are bursts of blood light. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance!

He dare not go back to the market with this look, as long as others are not blind, they will know that he has a problem.

"It seems that I can't leave for the time being. I must first learn the "Turtle Breathing Qi Condensing Technique", at least let me look like the honest child before."

Lu Ming pondered.

Then he withdrew his magic power and stood up, and after the Blood Demon Knife lost its magic power, it automatically disintegrated into blood-colored mist and drilled into his body again.

The black market is about to close. Since he wants to stay, he has to renew the rent to avoid being kicked out.