Song Xing could feel that the Red Building in the Ice might be the source of the destruction of Yihua Palace, because around it, Song Xing discovered a large number of corpses of Yihua Palace disciples, and their death conditions were exactly the same as the ice corpses of the girls before.
In this era where warriors compete with each other in internal strength moves, such a magical scene appeared in front of Song Xing's eyes, but it did not make him even think about retreating.
The ultimate goal of this trip is to obtain the ninth level of Mingyu Gong. Song Xing had a hunch that there might be what he wanted in the Red Mansion.
Song Xing turned around, found a stone behind him, used all his strength, and threw it at the ice in front of him.
"boom!"
Under the huge collision force, the stone was shattered into stone powder at the moment of contact. As for the ice block, although a large piece of the surface was also broken, it can be said to be minuscule compared to the huge volume.
Not feeling any danger, Song Xing stepped forward, the Dan Jin circulated in his arms, he swung his fists to chop and hit the ice lightly.
The seemingly careless punch had the effect of a siege cannon. With an explosion in the air, the ice cubes under Song Xing's fist made a crackling sound and exploded in large swaths.
Even after entering Baodan for the first time, Song Xing's control of his own strength was far beyond that of the previous world. Without using the true energy of Mingyu Gong, and relying only on the explosive power of the physical Sakyamuni Throwing Elephant, Song Xing's punch directly hit the target. A huge tunnel more than three meters deep and as tall as a person was carved out of the solid ice.
With ice chips flying all over the sky, Song Xing looked at the irregular circular tunnel in front of him and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.
The tunnel is irregular, indicating that his elixir energy has not yet truly reached a harmonious state. Although he has full control over the qi and blood in his body, this elixir energy becomes less controllable after it comes outside the body, which leads to Song Xing's attack. The tunnel is irregularly circular.
God knows it, and seeing God is not bad. Song Xing has not yet seen the God in his body, and the elixir energy has not been carefully polished, and the heat is a little dry.
From the steps to the main entrance of the Red Building, it was only two feet away. After Song Xing punched again, he had already arrived in front of the Red Building.
The second time he punched, the fire was obviously stronger than the first punch, and the ice melted to the front of the red lacquer door without damaging the wooden door at all.
The ice outside the Red Building looks terrifying, but perhaps due to its age, it has long lost its original lethality. Apart from being extremely cold, it is no different from ordinary ice.
Song Xing came to the front of the red building, stretched out his palm, and slowly pushed it out. The red door opened in response.
There is no sound in the red building. When you step inside, you can even hear the click of footsteps on the wooden boards.
There was no ice inside the building, but as Song Xing stepped forward, there was a cold current that was even colder than the outside world, slowly spiraling towards Song Xing.
The breath he exhaled had not left the body surface for several feet, but there was a mist visible to the naked eye, and tiny ice crystals were faintly visible in the mist.
A thumping sound came from Song Xing's chest, and his heart was beating fast and powerfully. As the heart beat, the blood in his body flowed through the blood vessels like thousands of horses galloping.
If anyone stood near him, they would feel that Song Xing at this moment seemed to be transformed into a furnace, with hot breath coming out of his whole body, blocking the intrusion of the cold current.
As a large amount of hot air emerged from Song Xing's body, the cold current in the red building seemed to have become conscious and began to slowly gather towards where Song Xing was standing.
When the cold current that could freeze rocks into cracks met Song Xing's body, it was like butter touching a red-hot iron knife. It was easily divided into two halves, and he could never get close.
Feeling the cold current attacking his physical body, Song Xing's heart moved and he simply stood there and started punching.
Various boxing techniques such as hooking, wiping and sticking, supporting and slashing, tangling and thumping sleeves, golden bird holding the saint, plum blossom boxing and red boxing are all in Song Xing's hands. Various power application techniques gradually merge in his heart, becoming a unified body. , twisted into one.
As he punched, the temperature of his body became higher and higher, attracting more and more cold currents. Under the intertwining of cold and heat, the muscles, bones and spine in the body burst out with bursts of thunderous sounds as he punched, gradually becoming louder. The whole red building.
The energy of holding the elixir transforms the whole body's energy and spirit, and the blood, marrow, and plasma are condensed a little. With the stimulation of the outside ice power, the elixir energy in Song Xing's body is compressed smaller and smaller. The 'golden elixir' in the body, the temperature Getting higher and higher, in Song Xing's sea of consciousness, like the rising sun, like the beginning of the grand mist, evolving into a small dot in the vast world.
When it is compressed to the extreme, the 'Golden Pill' explodes, and the force spreads all over the body instantly, and then quickly transforms into Hongmeng, compressing inward, and a suction force comes out from the 'Golden Pill', sucking in all the cold current in the body.
The temperature of the originally hot 'Golden Elixir' began to drop after absorbing the cold current.
Song Xing continued to practice boxing, holding the elixir to become strong, and Hongmeng evolved. Repeatedly, the 'Golden elixir' absorbed a large amount of cold current, and finally the temperature of the 'Golden elixir' returned to normal, no longer like a furnace.
The 'golden elixir' in the illusory consciousness began to rotate slowly.
Every rotation would release a stream of heat and a stream of cold, intertwined and integrated into Song Xing's muscles, bone marrow, and even internal organs, hammering his body, making it even more powerful and arrogant.
Gradually, the heat energy inside Song Xing's body and the cold current outside his body formed a perfect balance, and in the middle was Song Xing who was practicing boxing.
When this balance reached its peak, Song Xingfu reached his soul, and a force emerged from his Dantian again.
The true energy cultivated by Ming Yu Gong, under the control of Song Xing, wanders among the meridians, and is carefully integrated into this power when the body is tempered by the elixir in the body.
As Mingyu's true energy merged into Song Xing's blood, Song Xing's body began to seep out little bits of blood, as if his physical body could not contain the too powerful true energy, causing damage to his blood vessels.
Song Xing didn't stop. The stronger and stronger true energy in his Dantian spread throughout his body, and with the help of Danjin, it gradually blended into his own Qi and blood.
More and more blood seeped out from Song Xing's body. It seemed that there was no trauma, but the blood kept flowing. A large amount of bright red blood soon accumulated on the ground.
It seemed as if all the blood in Song Xing's body flowed out within the time of burning the incense, which was shocking.
According to common sense, the blood in the human body accounts for ten percent of the body's weight, but the blood flowing out of Song Xing at this moment was more than ten percent. Miraculously, he was jumping around without losing much blood at all. Performance.
Being so close, you could even hear the sound of blood flowing in his body. Song Xing, bathed in blood at this moment, looked like a demon.
Until a certain moment, Song Xing stopped moving in the pool of blood, his eyes lit up, and his consciousness completely returned to his original form.
Ignoring the blood beneath his feet, he first carefully felt the power within his body. A hint of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes.
After cutting his bones and cleansing his marrow, and cultivating the elixir to become stronger, under the stimulation of the cold current in the Red Mansion, his physical body finally took a step further and reached the state of nirvana and blood exchange.
