"Is it that simple?"
Li Ye was surprised.
He couldn't understand any of his martial arts secret books and thought he was useless. But when he saw this secret book today, he understood it instantly.
Turning around to look at the other eight people around him, he found that all of them had blank faces, frowning, and looked completely incomprehensible.
Clan Lao Su Dasheng said:
"The green blood you grafted does not have its own bloodline power, so you cannot practice the demon slayer's bloodline power skills. However, your physical body has mutated and has powerful physical power. You can practice the martial arts secrets of red-blooded mortals and increase your physical strength. .”
"This blood-nourishing skill is the most comprehensive martial arts true skill among red-blood warriors. It is also called internal skill."
"A red-blood warrior's strength comes from his qi and blood. Whoever has enough qi and blood will have higher achievements in the future, and qi and blood lies in the way to nourish blood."
Su Dasheng is worthy of being the family's martial arts elder, and he has a thorough study of the martial arts of red-blooded warriors.
"The cultivation realm of a red-blooded warrior is similar to that of our green-blooded demon slayers, except that there is an additional realm of nourishing blood. This is the threshold of martial arts. If you cross this threshold, you are a warrior. Otherwise, you are a mortal."
Su Dasheng said, looking at Li Ye and the other nine people, and said with a smile: "You graft green blood. This state is not difficult for you, but I don't know how many times you can nourish the blood."
“Because there are high and low levels of nourishing blood, it depends not only on your understanding and qualifications, but also on your own innate bones.
"Some people are born with sufficient energy and blood and good understanding. They can easily nourish blood for three or four turns. Some geniuses can even nourish blood for seven turns."
"There was once a heaven-defying genius among the red-blooded warriors. He nourished his blood for nine rounds and grew into a Venerable Sky Realm. He was famous throughout Daming Mansion and was revered as a Martial Saint. Later he led a group of warriors to escape into the Southern Wilderness Mountains. "
Su Dasheng's voice rang in several people's ears, lifting the mysterious veil of red-blooded warriors and revealing a new world.
Li Ye listened carefully.
He had always accumulated physical strength and had never systematically studied martial arts. Now after listening to what Su Dasheng said, he suddenly understood a lot.
"I don't know how many times I can nourish my blood."
Li Ye pondered.
Su Dasheng explained many key points and taboos in the cultivation of red-blooded warriors, and then began to teach everyone how to practice this blood-nourishing skill.
Li Ye and several others sat cross-legged on the ground, following what Su Dasheng said and the description in the secret book, mobilizing the body's energy and blood to circulate in the meridians in a special way.
"Every time you complete a round of cultivation, a drop of martial arts essence and blood can be formed in the Dantian. Try it and see where your limits are."
Su Dasheng smiled expectantly.
Su Wuji beside him also stared at Li Ye and others carefully.
"I heard that after Mo Ba Tian was grafted with green blood, he reached the eighth level of blood nourishment. That's why he is so powerful and grows rapidly. He is not weaker than the green blood demon slayers of the same level. I don't know how many blood nourishment levels they can achieve."
Su Wuji murmured in a low voice. Su Dasheng was about to speak when he suddenly looked shocked and looked ahead.
Su Wuji followed and looked, his mouth wide open with excitement on his face.
Only nine people were seen.
Wang Zhaodi and other eight people sat cross-legged on the ground, still frowning and waving their arms randomly to form seals, trying to guide the flow of qi and blood in the body.
It was like dancing, with ugly movements and weird postures.
But the ninth person, Li Ye, stretched his arms naturally.
Although it is slightly jerky when opening and closing, it quickly becomes mellow and natural.
for a moment,
There was a "shud" on his body, and a bloody halo appeared.
"After nourishing blood, Li Ye got started so quickly!"
Su Dasheng said excitedly, his voice woke up the other eight people, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.
But this time.
Bloody haloes appeared again on Li Ye's body.
"Whoosh!"
As he performed the blood-nourishing technique and traveled through his meridians, the blood-colored aura on his body quickly lit up.
In the blink of an eye, eight bloody halos appeared on his body.
Su Dasheng's old face turned red with excitement: "Nourishing blood level eight, nourishing blood level eight, genius! Li Ye is actually a martial arts genius!"
"He was able to comprehend the Blood-Nourishing Technique in such a short period of time. His understanding is absolutely superb. Such a martial arts wizard is rare to see in a hundred years."
Su Wuji was also excited, his eyes sparkling, "The ancestor is not here today, otherwise, he would have been so excited that he would have eaten ten pig intestines!"
Wang Zhaodi and the other eight people's faces were full of envy and jealousy.
They looked at the bloody halo on Li Ye's body and felt dissatisfied. They hurriedly tried to regulate the circulation of Qi and blood, but there was still no reaction.
On Li Ye's body, after eight bloody haloes flickered, another one suddenly appeared.
This is the ninth bloody halo.
Jiazi Piggyuan.
The rain stopped.
Water drops were still dripping under the eaves of the pigherds' dormitory, making small puddles in the soil under the steps, and turbid muddy water flowed out.
in the room.
Huang An stood in front of the window, holding a teacup in his hand, smelling the earthy smell in the air, and suddenly said: "You're here, just show up!"
behind.
There were ripples in the void, and an old figure slowly solidified.
He was wearing a purple robe, with a noble and majestic aura, and his eyes were deep and sharp, but when he saw Huang An, his eyes were filled with respect and he bowed and bowed:
"Your Majesty, Hawthorne, please see Your Highness the Princess. Good luck to Your Highness!"
Huang An raised his eyebrows and looked worried. He spoke in a woman's voice, which was very pleasant, and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
Hawthorne pondered for a moment and whispered: "The king has passed away!"
Pa~
The tea cup in Huang An's hand fell and shattered on the ground.
"He's already gone before I can get him a consort!"
A sigh, very light, but as sad as a cuckoo, making people cry.
Hawthorne's eyes turned red and he whispered: "Your Highness, now is not the time to be sentimental."
"The king left a legacy, ordering you to succeed to the throne and become the king. However, several princes refused to accept it and said how can a woman become the king? They are gathering rebellious parties with the intention of rebelling, and the government is in turmoil!"
His eyes were full of anger and evil spirits.
"I have braved the night and risked my life to come here just to welcome the princess back to the royal court and ascend the throne."
After saying that, he knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head.
Huang An's body trembled, and he clenched his sleeves and hands tightly, then let go after a long time.
Looking at the familiar plants and trees in the yard, and smelling the pungent pig smell in the pig pen, I found that everything is so kind and makes people reluctant to let go.
His eyes passed by the captain's lounge and glanced at the grand master's chair at the door. His eyes struggled for a while, and after a long time, he sighed: "Well, it's been eight years since I've been here. It's time to go back."
With a move of the hand,
"Here comes the pen!"
Hawthorne hurriedly handed over the pen and paper, but with a wave of his wrist and a flurry of pen, he quickly left a letter.
With a flick of a finger.
The letter was like a sharp arrow, shot through the window into the curator's rest room, and landed steadily on Li Ye's table.
"Let's go!" Huang An said.
"Don't you leave something for him? I brought a lot of treasures with you. Or maybe the princess can meet him again?"
"No, it's better to miss each other than to meet each other." Huang An hesitated and shook his head sadly, "When I came here, I was just an ordinary pigherd. When I left, I should be ordinary as well. I didn't want to scare him."
"After all, he is just an ordinary person with red blood."
"Although our Wei dynasty has decayed, the status of this princess is somewhat noble to him after all. I don't have to do this. Instead of making him panic, it is better to let him think about it in peace. If I can quell the rebellion in the future, Party, successfully ascended the throne as queen. At that time, I will lead an army of one million people, dressed in red, riding a big horse, and bringing eight large sedans, to marry him in person and become my consort. Well, at that time, it should be called love. Concubine!"
Having said this, I couldn't help but laugh.
"I just don't know if he would like to eat soft food. Hey, he is a strong person, so I'm afraid he won't like it!"
"gone."
Huang An waved his hand, and a terrifying and powerful aura flowed from his body. The yin and yang qi changed, and he instantly transformed from a man into a beautiful and graceful woman.
She has a beautiful face that captivates the country. She looks back and smiles charmingly, just like a fairy on earth.
"The male rabbit's feet are twitching, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred, and the two rabbits are walking next to each other on the ground. You can tell that I am the male and female. You wouldn't have thought that I am actually a woman, hehe."
One step forward and it has disappeared.
Hawthorne hurriedly followed, but before leaving, he glanced at the shadow in the corner, narrowed his old eyes, and said through a message: "Kill that mortal!"
"Yes, sir!"
In the shadow of the corner, there was a vague fluctuation.
(End of chapter)
