He calmly pondered for a moment, but the swelling and pain in his meridians came again, and he still could not release the majestic blood power.
It's not that he is greedy and doesn't know how to choose, but he feels that he should have a way to refine the power of blood.
Balian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. The dark eyes quickly faded and were replaced by a strange scarlet.
The power of his own dark blood surged out through the corpse bead, and a clear line of blood appeared on his abdomen, lighting up a black node in his heart like a blood spider.
The human body contains the invisible, and there are thirty-six cultivation nodes hidden in the human body. For ordinary mortals, only by igniting the first node in the heart can they store spiritual power in the body and embark on the path of cultivation.
The remaining thirty-six cultivation nodes depend on human cultivation qualifications and talents. The more nodes that can be ignited, the better the cultivation talents are.
The thirty-six nodes of the human body exist in the body from birth, and the nodes are all in an open state, which can maximize the potential of the human body and the role of soul renewal.
Ordinary unignited nodes cannot store spirit.
Through inner vision, Balian discovered that the thirty-six cultivation nodes in his body were all closed and blocked. The human body's meridians composed of thirty-six nodes were like a small world of mountains and rivers.
However, his small world of mountains and rivers is an eternal night without any dawn or glimmer of light.
The dark power of dark blood roams freely in the world, like the lord of the night, dominating this endless night. The spiritual power of heaven and earth penetrates into the skin of the body, and is quickly swallowed up, unable to ignite a trace of light.
Even the node in the inner palace of the heart that maintains the spiritual power of spiritual practice was dyed dark and sealed, like an ancient rusty nail, almost melted into his heart that could not beat.
Now, he wants to pull out that nail!
His body is dead, but his soul is a soul that has not yet returned to rest.
At the moment of his death, the nodes in his body were unable to store spiritual power and could not even maintain the vitality of his body like a normal person.
He was born to be the body of the deceased, but he wanted to ignite the node of spiritual power cultivation.
This is something that all undead, corpse ghosts, corpse demons, and evil spirits cannot even imagine.
Maybe lighting that node and pulling out that rusty nail would cause him great pain.
He even didn't know what kind of existence he would become in the end.
Because at this moment, what he was doing was inhumane.
Immortals and demons have been in a dilemma since ancient times. Light and darkness will always be opposites.
Just like the power of darkness and the power of fairies, if the two collide, there is only one way to go: either the fairies will purify the darkness, or the darkness will swallow the fairies.
So it can be said that Balian's thoughts and actions at this moment are very stupid and terrible.
Because since the beginning of Pangu, no one among the gods and demons has dared to try such a destructive way of practice.
The green energy turned into a python, biting the corpse bead and the blood that overflowed. To Balian's surprise, the green python sword energy was completely different from the characteristics of the power of darkness. The aura it exuded was clear and clear, and it was eternal. It's long, clear and upright.
The blood energy is like a tide, constantly impacting the node in the heart of the deep palace.
There was a faint colic in the heart, as if it had been pierced, and a look of pain appeared on Balian's eyebrows. This was the intense conflict between the power of the dark demon and the sword energy and blood energy.
However, apart from the severe pain, he did not feel the threat of death.
It works!
Balian no longer deliberately controlled the temptation and allowed the corpse beads to spin crazily, while the pure blood hidden in them also surged out.
Soon, an abnormal blush appeared on Balian's pale skin, and his cheeks and neck were covered with bloodshot threads like spider webs.
The next moment, there was a soft popping sound, and a very small hole opened in his heart.
However, a large amount of blood spurted out and splashed on the back of his hand.
It's cold.
That's necrosis in the body, and excess septic blood is expelled from the body.
The accumulated blood accumulated in the body for hundreds of years was finally discharged.
This is similar to the way human practitioners cleanse their scriptures and cut their marrow.
Two hours passed.
The corpse bead's rapid rotation gradually slowed down, and finally became transparent and clear, stopping motionless.
And in Balian's heart, finally, a light as small and weak as stardust ignited.
That glimmer of light is hidden in the heart that cannot beat...
Boom!
A beating sound similar to a rhythmic drum came from under his chest, similar to the sound of a human heartbeat.
However, since he is a corpse demon, his heart cannot beat. That is the frequency of the intertwined resonance of the dark demon and the fairy spirit in his body.
Just for a moment.
Hit it hard!
It brought him severe pain like tearing out his bones and piercing his heart!
His vision went dark, and his body seemed unable to bear the intense pain, and he fell to the ground. He couldn't breathe, but he could only gasp for meaninglessly.
If he had directly hidden the fairy blood in the corpse bead and slowly refined it day and night, he would never have had to endure such inhuman torture and pain, and he might even be purified and buried at any time.
But he just... used all the power of the immortal blood to attack the cultivation nodes that only belong to humans.
For thousands of corpse demons, this stupid behavior of seeking death actually made him do it.
He was lying on the cold ground, his scarlet eyes gradually turning into pitch black. His body was still trembling and convulsing slightly due to pain, but his eyes were unusually calm.
His deep black eyes reflected the light on the ground. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.
The sharp pain he felt just now clearly made him feel a distant but familiar feeling.
This feeling moved him slightly.
It should have created a precedent miracle, but his mood seemed to be incapable of much drastic change.
As it took longer for him to wake up, after the corpse beads of Shebi Corpse were embedded in his body, although his character did not fall into the devil's path.
But his physical features and even his emotions became more and more like a cold dead person.
It seems that it is gradually moving away from the emotions and desires that humans should have.
His emotions of sadness, anger, joy, etc. seemed to exist only on the surface of consciousness.
Deep in his heart, it was like a frozen lake with thousands of years of frost and snow, unable to make any waves.
Even for the Jiujiu girl, even though something intimate had happened that shouldn't have happened, he knew that he was more emotionally responsible for the Jiujiu girl.
Protect her responsibility.
To this day, he can no longer even vaguely feel the reluctance and tenderness he felt when he said goodbye to Jiujiu girl in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
Balian was vaguely afraid, afraid of living like a cold corpse, a lost person who only knew how to walk but didn't know where to go.
