Chapter 430: Demonic Thoughts
Domineering and violent, the pressure is comparable to the demonic blood of gods and demons, floating in the air.
Deep in Lin Mu's heart, there was a feeling of blood connection for no reason.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to catch the two drops of demon blood.
Change happens here.
Before Lin Mu could react, two drops of demon blood sank into his palm at an astonishing speed.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Mu felt his blood boiling.
Those two drops of demon blood were insignificant compared to the total amount of blood in Lin Mu's body.
But in Lin Mu's perception, those two drops of demon blood were like a vast ocean, and the energy contained in them was boundless.
At this moment, such terrifying energy was being crazily integrated into Lin Mu's blood.
Logically speaking, this process should be extremely painful.
However, Lin Mu did not feel any discomfort, but felt very happy and comfortable.
What's even more astonishing is that this demon blood contains overwhelming demonic intent.
In this demonic intention, Lin Mu absorbed many intermittent memory scenes.
Endless killings, mountains of corpses, rolling rivers of blood, and countless desolate and ancient battlefields...
The life of a devil is a life of rebellion.
The life of a demon is a life of fighting.
In the world of demons, it is natural to laugh, yell and curse, and it is natural to be unruly.
The devil's heart is unfettered and unyielding.
The sky cannot press it, the earth cannot restrain it, and all the gods and Buddhas can scold it.
At the end of the memory scene, the sky bleeds and the earth cracks.
Finally, a desolate and simple golden hand, like the way of heaven, descended from the sky and shattered the demonic shadow with one palm.
Seeing that the demonic shadow was about to be wiped out, another slender hand as white as jade appeared and took the demonic shadow away...
"Which demon god does this demon blood belong to?"
Lin Mu was shocked, "Whose are those golden hands that cover the sky, and later the jade hands?"
However, this magical power was so incredible that it was beyond Lin Mu's imagination.
The most urgent thing is that he is still more concerned about his own situation.
After the demonic blood entered his body, especially under the influence of the demonic intention, he felt as if something had taken root deep in his heart.
"Whether it's a god or a demon, both are good and bad. I only choose what suits my soul."
For some reason, Lin Mu felt that the devil's free and unfettered will seemed more suitable for him.
Because of this, he prefers throwing knives to swords or other weapons.
The flying knife has no restraints, so you can use it freely.
On the contrary, other weapons must always be controlled by hand, which is too rigid.
At this moment, Lin Mu suddenly discovered that a black light appeared on his abdomen three inches below the navel.
His will and thinking are interconnected with this black light spot, as if this black light spot is his distraction.
"Demon thoughts."
Lin Mu was suddenly startled.
Isn't this the first realm described in "The Transformation of the Demon God" - Demonic Thoughts?
He had tried to practice the "Demon Transformation" many times before, but always failed.
Unexpectedly, after accidentally absorbing two drops of demon blood, he succeeded.
"I understand. In the past, I lacked a demonic will, so I couldn't achieve this "Devil Transformation"."
"I didn't know what the real devil was until I felt the devil's meaning in the devil's blood."
"Only when you have demonic thoughts in your heart can you cultivate them."
Gurgling gurgling...
In an instant, the powerful energy in the demon blood poured crazily into this black light spot.
Originally, Lin Mu's abdomen, three inches below the navel, was a chaotic area that could not store energy.
But under the impact of the terrifying energy of the demon blood, this place seemed to have been opened up and became bigger and bigger.
The realm of "Devil Transformation" also rapidly improved.
Early stage of evil thoughts, middle stage of evil thoughts, late stage of evil thoughts...
The two drops of demonic blood contained rich demonic power. In an instant, Lin Mu's demonic transformation state increased at an astonishing speed.
This black light spot is getting brighter and brighter.
Finally, it exploded with a loud bang, like a goddess scattering flowers.
Looking at the position three inches below the navel, the black light spot is no longer there, replaced by a black cloud.
At the same time, the three inches below the navel have also been thoroughly developed.
It is no longer a deserted place, it seems to have become a martial vein with a different shape.
"Moyun, in just a moment, I have reached the second level of "Demon God Transformation", Moyun Transformation."
"And the place where the magic cloud stays, according to the teacher's memory, seems to be called Dantian."
In Lingwu Continent, what is cultivated is martial arteries, and there is no such thing as Dantian.
He had already known from Wu Qingyun's memory that there was actually an energy storage space inside the human body similar to martial arteries, called Dantian.
However, when he tried to sense it, he found that it was chaotic and desolate, and it was extremely stubborn. With the strength of his true energy, he could not shake it at all.
Unexpectedly, the energy of these two drops of demon blood was so vast that it broke through the chaotic area and opened up a new world.
"The human body is really a great treasure. The secrets hidden inside are endless, enough for warriors like us to study for a lifetime."
Lin Mu sighed.
This Dantian, which has never been developed before in Lingwu Continent, is incredible.
The energy that can be stored in the dantian is more than that of the martial arteries.
If the martial arteries are compared to rivers, then this Dantian is like a lake.
Lin Mu's martial arts is still at the yellow level.
Compared with other geniuses, martial arts has always been his shortcoming.
If his martial arteries were poor, he would be able to store and guide less Qi. If this were not the case, with his strong foundation, his achievements would be much more than what he is now.
But now, this only shortcoming has been made up for.
With the backing of Dantian, the energy he can store in the future will be no less than that of any genius.
At the same time, Lin Mu felt his own cultivation.
Crazy improvement.
The true energy in the body vibrated violently.
From the martial arteries to the cells of the physical body, every particle of true energy is trembling.
There are also new particles of true energy, which are condensed and formed in an astonishing way.
The eighth level peak, broken.
Level nine, broken.
Level ten...
At this level, it stagnated for a long time.
But he finally calmed down, but he still couldn't stop the brilliant power of the demon blood.
The demonic blood energy, vast and powerful, turned into surging true energy.
The true energy is like a surging river, with unstoppable impact, impact again and again.
boom!
The eleventh level martial artist.
True Qi is like water that breaks through the bottleneck of the dam, and the breath flows freely.
Even so, it didn't stop.
From all directions of the body, rivers of true energy converge towards the Dantian, like a river flowing into the sea, and eventually a tsunami rises in the sea.
Boom!
With the power of the tsunami, it is impossible to resist the bottleneck of martial arts.
The martial arteries and dantian in Lin Mu's body all vibrated.
In the end, everything turned into an immortal energy that surged through his limbs and bones.
Break again!
"Martial Master Level 12."
It's the same as last time, it's the prehistoric realm.
Normally, warriors and martial arts masters are only at level ten.
Last time, Lin Mu understood the soul, resonated with the avenue, and developed the twelfth level of warrior.
This time in the martial arts stage, he originally thought that he would be satisfied after reaching the tenth level.
He never thought that under the arrogant impact of this demonic blood, a 12th-level martial artist would emerge from him.
However, this time the Great Dao did not grant him the innate Dao Qi.
Lin Mu vaguely guessed that it might be because he had practiced the Demon God Transformation.
Demons, without any restraint, rely on fighting and plundering to strengthen themselves, and never follow the road.
The Great Dao will naturally not give anything to the devil.
Although those two drops of demon blood had vast energy, they had also been exhausted after continuously opening up Lin Mu's Dantian and the twelfth level of martial arts.
Click, click, click...
Before Lin Mu could realize his improvement, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.
Lin Mu looked up and immediately changed his face in shock.
In front of me, I saw three statues, including the statue of my mother Shen Beijun, all covered with cracks without any symptoms.
Similarly, the cracks around the entire Qingxu Palace are being repaired and spreading.
"Qingxu Palace is about to collapse."
Lin Mu quickly stood up and ran over to collect the purple jade from under the statue of his mother, Shen Beilu. At the same time, he threw out a black Tianmen drawing.
He only had time to do this. The next moment, he heard a "bang" and the Qingxu Palace completely collapsed.
