I have a magical tree

"I don't know when my senior brother will come out of retreat!" Ge Yushu was just full of pride for a moment, but his momentum fell back in an instant, and he became listless again.

"Yes, yes!" Xu Lu nodded. Xu Dao promised them that he would take them out to play when the curfew in the city was lifted, although the specific time of the curfew was not yet known. But she always felt that when her elder brother came out of retreat, it might be lifted soon.

But they didn't know that Xu Dao, who they said was in retreat, was not in the house, but thousands of miles away.

In the east of the city, thousands of miles away, Xu Dao sat cross-legged on a barren mountain, meditating and regulating his breath.

For a whole day and night, he ran around with a group of masters driving flying boats. The consumption of mana and blood was actually negligible, because he could continuously absorb strange energy, and his mana and blood were not consumed, but were constantly increasing.

The only thing that made him feel stressed was the consumption of his soul.

When he used the magical power of escape, the consumption of his soul was his biggest burden.

Now his five-element escape magic has entered the third level, and he is at ease.

Each time he uses his magic, he can escape a hundred miles, and the space for maneuvering is larger, but as the distance increases, the consumption of mana and soul is also greater.

If there are no pursuers, he can naturally afford these consumptions, but when there are pursuers behind him, he has to take time to return to those dangerous places to absorb the strange air from them, and the number of times he uses his magic has more than doubled, and the pressure is very terrifying.

Therefore, after a day and night of running, even Xu Dao felt deeply exhausted.

However, it is worth it to be a little tired. At this time, the number of blessed fields in his body has finally reached 1,500 acres, and his Qi Refining cultivation has successfully broken through to the middle stage of the second realm.

The martial arts blood exchange has been successfully completed six times, and what he has to do now is to try the seventh blood exchange.

Theoretically, the number of blood exchanges for warriors should be nine times, and nine is the limit!

But because of unknown changes, the actual limit of blood exchange is not nine times, but six times!

Except for the man named Sikong Ziming, almost no one has tried the seventh blood transfusion.

Of course, there may be some, but it may not be recorded, or it may fail, so it is not worth recording.

Xu Dao is not the kind of person who does not believe in evil. He understands the principle of listening to others' advice and eating a full meal.

But he has a unique advantage after all. If he gives up directly, he will be unwilling.

Since there are nine levels of blood transfusion, there is naturally a reason for its existence. Maybe it is related to the subsequent breakthrough, so this matter is very important.

Moreover, Sikong Ziming failed, not because of the seventh blood transfusion. Therefore, even if there is something wrong with the seventh blood transfusion, it should not be fatal, and he can stop at any time. If he finds that it really doesn't work, then just give up and break through the fourth level!

And his reliance is the bronze giant tree!

After cutting off the distracting thoughts in his heart, Xu Dao's heart gradually calmed down. One after another, the strange air was absorbed into his body. The bronze giant tree accepted everyone, and then one after another, the same turbulent and pure power was fed back from it and merged into the blood.

The seventh blood transfusion has begun!

"Boom!"

This blood transfusion had just begun, and Xu Dao immediately felt the difference. There was a roar in his ears, as if there were thunders exploding all over the sky.

Then he felt that his spirit seemed to see a strange space and time. It was a golden world. All he could see were golden clouds. Those clouds seemed to be extremely thick. Between the ups and downs, there were faint sounds of dragon roars and tiger roars.

Those clouds were not static. If you look closely, you will find that they are actually constantly changing.

Sometimes they turned into human form and kept doing many actions, punching and kicking, as if practicing martial arts.

Sometimes they turned into giant palms, covering the sky and the sun, turning the clouds and rain.

Sometimes they turned into giant swords, cutting off the flow with one sword, and then slashing the sky!

Sometimes people fought with each other, each using their own methods, and their momentum was like the anger of immortals and gods.

Sometimes they turned into dragons and tigers, hovering and flying, making bursts of chants and roars!

Xu Dao seemed to see a complete martial arts world here, glimpsed the source of martial arts, and saw the road to the future.

It was a magnificent sight, and it was shocking to see it!

Martial luck!

A word suddenly emerged in Xu Dao's mind!

Its color was dark yellow, and it was the first of all lucks. It was full of myriad magical powers, but it was rarely known.

If he guessed correctly, what he saw was the world's martial luck! And that strange land was where the world's martial luck gathered.

It turned out that the strange power to be introduced in the seventh blood transfusion was martial luck!

It's just that martial luck has always been respected by warriors. Those who have martial luck will have a smooth road ahead and no shackles!

More importantly, this is the only kind of luck that can be fought for by warriors themselves. This is also the reason why it can be called the first of all lucks.

It is said that the strong do not believe in fate or luck, but martial luck is not one of them!

This shows the importance of martial luck in the hearts of martial artists. It can be said that all martial artists in the world are eager to have martial luck.

But why is it that accepting this thing to refine oneself has become an untouchable taboo?

Xu Dao frowned. Since there is such a change, it means that there is indeed some kind of change in the world's martial luck.

But that strange land is too big, and the martial luck is too vast. Everything he sees is dark yellow. He can't see clearly and can't find anything unusual.

After thinking for a while, Xu Dao simply went all out and began to try to accept martial luck.

However, he was very cautious and only accepted a very weak trace of it the first time.

When this trace of martial luck entered his body, Xu Dao's eyes suddenly flickered, and there was indeed something wrong.

Some invisible things finally showed their clues. A very fine black line was sandwiched in it, and it was impossible to see it with the naked eye.

The black line looked extremely weak, but it gave people a very strange feeling. After being introduced into his body, it began to wriggle like a living thing.

However, just as Xu Dao was thinking about how to solve it, the bronze giant tree in the Niwan Palace trembled suddenly.

Then the black line was forcibly pulled over by the bronze giant tree, but Xu Dao was surprised to find that the black line was not absorbed in the first time. Unlike the domineering way that the bronze giant tree absorbed the strange energy in the past, this black line was extremely tenacious and even resisted for a moment.

Although it was finally absorbed by the bronze giant tree, Xu Dao still looked solemn. This thing is extraordinary, and its essence is probably extremely high.

However, he soon relaxed again, because the bronze giant tree can solve this problem, so there is no need to worry.

No matter how tenacious you are, you will still become food for the bronze giant tree.

Moreover, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Xu Dao clearly felt a sense of urgency, the urgency of a gourmet seeing delicious food, and the source of this urgency was actually the bronze giant tree!

So, Xu Dao had no more scruples!

Come! Use martial luck to help me achieve enlightenment!