The second level of operation of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique.
First, within three feet of the whole body, a solid three-dimensional mysterious bloodline diagram that was contrary to the innate and about half-complex appeared.
Then, based on this layer of bloodline diagram, a second three-dimensional mysterious bloodline diagram was manifested within six feet of the whole body.
It's just that this Xuanxiang bloodline diagram is completely illusory, with less than 1% of the area solidified.
This is what Chen Qingxiang has condensed over the past month or so after his successful blood transfusion.
It took more than a month to fully practice the second level of the Mysterious Elephant Blood Exchange Technique, but only nearly one percent of the second level of the Mysterious Elephant Bloodline Diagram was condensed, about nine thousandths.
Originally, according to this cultivation speed, Chen Qingxiang would need about nine years to complete the second level of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique under the condition of saturated cultivation.
This is the original difficulty of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique.
As for the first level of cultivation, it only took more than a year. It was the foundation laid by the four twelfth level spiritual elephant skills in the previous mortal realm, the rebellion against the innate nature, the double "fire burning body", and the awakening of the Xuanxiang bloodline. .
Otherwise, if one of the three is missing, it may take three or four years to successfully practice the first level.
At this time, as Xuan Xiang rebelled against his innate nature at the first level, his body and soul also began to give birth to a magical treasure body.
Chen Qingxiang discovered that the speed of practicing the second level of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique has been greatly improved.
Sensing this improvement, Chen Qingxiang practiced nine times in a row except for changing the Yuan Stone midway. He only stopped after reaching today's limit.
After finishing the practice, Chen Qingxiang felt satisfied with his own progress.
During today's nine practices, the energy consumed has only increased by about 50%, but the practice speed has increased by about three times.
Nine times of practice, the second-level Xuanxiang bloodline diagram has been condensed to about 90,000ths. On average, each time of practice, it is condensed to 10,000ths.
According to this cultivation speed, it will only take about three years for Chen Qingxiang to be confident that he can successfully practice the second level of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique.
It is almost completely different from the speed of cultivation before Ni Ni Xiantian.
…
Just after calculating that the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique had nine levels and could perform nine blood exchanges, Chen Qingxiang felt a little slow again.
Even if every level of the Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique goes against the Innate Queen in the future, this cultivation speed can still be maintained.
But 3824, not to mention bottlenecks and so on, if you want to successfully practice all the Nine Layers of Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Art, it will take another twenty-four years.
After recovering all his energy and blood, Chen Qingxiang opened his eyes and shook his head with a sigh.
"No wonder this peerless Xuanxiang Blood Exchange Technique is not adopted as the inherited cultivation method of Fang Guogong's family."
"In addition to the fact that only three thousand paths can exist at the same time because of the peerless level of magic, the difficulty of cultivation is also the main reason."
"With my own foundation, it will take about twenty-four years to go against my innate talent and speed up my cultivation by three times again, and if there is no shortage of cultivation resources and no bottlenecks, then how can others practice?"
"Is it enough to just cultivate to the third level, exchange blood three times, and reach the breakthrough standard?"
"That's not as easy as cultivating. There is only the seventh-level Spiritual Elephant Blood Exchange Technique."
After thinking for a while, Chen Qingxiang calmed down.
He also successively practiced two mystical natural abilities, and the strange art [Totem Elephant Art of War].
After regaining his composure, Chen Qingxiang slowly understood the meaning of the Xuanxiang Formation. Feeling irritated, he took out a mythical historical bamboo slip to read.
He waited until the time was up before stepping out of the training room and starting lunch.
After lunch, I rested for a while, then stepped out of the Xuanxiang Chariot and patrolled the Seven Spiritual Elephant Passes as usual.
…
Deep in the Qinghe Mountains, the Long-Armed Inhumans are located.
In an ancient and majestic hall, the king of the Long-Armed Clan, who had been in a coma for half a month, woke up.
Looking at the high priest next to him, the long-armed clan king who had just woken up from a coma had a bitter and hoarse voice.
"High Priest, I am ashamed of my ancestors."
"Not only did the cultivation of the secret technique fail, but the inheritance of the supernatural powers that had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years within the clan was destroyed, making it impossible for the gods to be resurrected and no new king to be born."
"I am sacrificing my body now, which should allow the gods to revive a few years in advance."
"The clan is entrusting you, the high priest."
With that said, the newly awakened King of the Long-Armed Clan radiated golden light all over his body, and his body and soul all began to sacrifice themselves. Everything disappeared from the three realms, forever.
Looking at the long-arm clan king's self-sacrifice, the old-looking long-armed high priest's face faded and his tone was filled with sadness.
"Great God, how long will our family's disaster last..."
…
Adjacent to Xuanxiang Fang Kingdom, ten vast spiritual mountains connect the sky and the earth in time and space.
Halfway up the mountainside of one of the spiritual mountains.
The great witch named Wu Zhe, in that ancient dark bronze palace, reported the situation he had investigated to the existence of Yuan Wu, who was like a six-year-old boy.
After hearing Wu Zhe's report, Yuan Wu, who looked like a six-year-old boy, withdrew the phantom of the white bone soul-gathering flag, and then asked it to retreat.
Start to close your eyes and sense the message in the Bone Soul Gathering Flag.
After a while, Yuan Wu, who looked like a six-year-old boy, opened his eyes and murmured to himself.
"The soul is extinct. Could it be that in the Xuanxiang Kingdom, a certain Totem Yuan Realm was provoked?"
…
Time flies, and two months pass in the blink of an eye.
Emperor Yi, five thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven years.
The first day of August, Chen hour.
The red sun rises in the east.
Qinghe Dayi is ten miles away.
Except for the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao who was the lord.
The six officials of Qinghe, the Great Witch Shou, Youshi, Xiao Zongbo, many small officials and ministers, etc., the people of the country, and the slaves who serve.
Thousands of people stood on both sides of the avenue.
Waiting quietly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, three suspended Xuanxiang chariots appeared in everyone's field of vision, followed closely by thousands of Qinghe soldiers returning from the expedition.
The Xuanxiang chariot landed, and Chen Qingxiang, who was wearing golden armor, stepped out of the Xuanxiang chariot with the support of three thousand veteran generals and Chen Xuling, one of the heirs who had traveled thousands of miles to defect.
…
As Chen Qingxiang stepped out of the Xuanxiang chariot, he came in front of everyone amidst the sound of simple and melodious ritual music.
Qinghe Tianguan Otsukazai, surnamed Yao, Tianxuzhong, picked up two bronze wine bottles from the table on the side.
He handed one of them to Chen Qingxiang and said loudly.
"The eldest son severely injured the long-armed stranger and showed me the power of Qinghe."
"Xiaguan represents the upper and lower parts of the Qinghe River. I honor the eldest son with a bottle."
"please……"
"please……"
The two drank it all in one gulp.
A mutual laugh was exchanged.
The countrymen, people, and slaves who had already prepared for the drill began to cheer together.
"I wish my eldest son a great victory and long life..."
"I wish my eldest son a great victory and long life..."
…
Thousands of people cheered and congratulated the sky.
Thank you to the book friend "A Lonely Whale" for your support of 100 starting coins. Thank you very much.
(End of chapter)
