After practicing the ancient Qi and Blood Martial Arts to a certain level, although the vitality is huge and the consciousness is deeply integrated with the flesh and blood, when necessary, as long as a drop of blood escapes, the complete consciousness can be retained and wait for resurrection.
However, this does not mean that masters who practice this kind of martial arts can find some place in advance to hide multiple pieces of their own flesh and blood as a back-up for their own resurrection.
Because the ancient Qi and Blood Martial Arts, or the physical method of the Earth Mother God Clan, has a strange characteristic, with a bit of "I am the only one" meaning.
If nothing happens to the warrior himself, if a small piece of flesh and blood is intercepted and hidden somewhere, then at the beginning, this piece of flesh and blood can indeed retain the warrior's complete consciousness and have a certain connection with the body. .
But gradually, the thinking consciousness in this piece of flesh and blood will be lost, or in other words, it will automatically transfer to the main body.
A hundred bloods flowed back, and they were one in the end. Even if they were separated voluntarily, their consciousness would not stay outside for long.
This is a natural phenomenon that even the warriors themselves cannot control.
This kind of self-dominance is naturally very beneficial in terms of the speed of cultivation progress, but the disadvantage it brings is that there is no way to leave the means of resurrection in advance.
However, the small piece of flesh and blood that was intercepted early does not mean that it has lost its activity after the thinking and consciousness contained inside it has flowed away. It just becomes more like a plant.
As long as it is not refined by other creatures, this small piece of flesh and blood still has a closely related instinctive connection with the warrior's body.
If something happens to the warrior's body outside, then the small mass of flesh and blood will become sluggish and even wither and die.
The man in yellow and red robes holds a small piece of his brother Gu Yunqing's flesh and blood in his hands.
After Gu Yunqing's consciousness was wiped out by Guan Luoyang, the small amount of flesh and blood gradually withered and died, letting this man know that his brother had an accident. After exploring the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, he found the leader of the Seven Kills Sect. The altar is here.
These people from the Seven Kills Sect did not know the existence of ancient civilizations, and they knew nothing about what the man in red robe said, and their faces were blank.
Although Qiu Di knew more than the people of the Seven Kills Sect, he did not understand the cause and effect of this matter.
"Wait!"
Qiudi shouted, "If you want to take action, I can accompany you, but any battle should not unfold in such a confusing way. Please explain the matter clearly. Who is your brother? What does he have to do with the Seven Kills Cult?" relation?"
Qiudi is well aware of the truth that a thousand-mile embankment collapses in an ant nest. Although the current three-legged situation cannot be said to be good, it at least has a delicate balance.
If this guy from the west engages in a life-and-death fight with his family, and it evolves into a violent conflict between Yuanjun Temple and them, then a third party will definitely benefit from it.
That kind of development is definitely not a future that the Wu-Tang Clan people would like to see.
Before the man in red robe could speak, another serious voice came from the mountain to the west.
"Gu Yunjin, you really should make this matter clear."
On the top of the hill to the west, stood a burly man more than ten feet tall.
He has a long face and a high forehead, eagle eyes and wide ears. He is dressed in navy blue clothes and has a tight golden belt. He is wearing a pair of large leather boots. He steps on the stone pillars on the edge of the cliff. He has his arms folded around him. His hair is long and strong, like Countless thin black vines draped down from the head, covering both shoulders, and even hung down to the waist.
The man in red robe was slightly startled, looked back, squinted his eyes and said, "Mie Zhenglei, are you following me?!"
"King Heng said that the land of Sichuan and Sichuan is reserved for Yuanjun Temple. Only when all three parties have free chess can they test the fight and speculate on the truth."
Miezhenglei said, "But if what I expected is true, you injected your brother's vitality into someone from the Seven Kills Cult and let him use his body to resuscitate, but something went wrong now, right?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Gu Yunjin's face showed a bit of pain, but he had no regrets. He gritted his teeth and said, "So what?"
"At least warriors from the seventh heaven can be used as my brother's resurrected body. However, those in the west who have reached the seventh heaven have either been used as resurrected bodies or have been promised. If there is a chance to join the Tiangong, I can only go outside. Come and find me.”
Gu Yunjin said bitterly, "My brother has been buried for so many years, and only a small group of fossils still contains life. Now that his mind has awakened, how can I bear to let him continue to be trapped in that small stone? in?"
Miezheng Lei said: "I can understand..."
"You understand shit!"
Gu Yunjin sneered, "You, the Mie clan, are die-hard loyalists to King Heng, but all the clan members who have retained a little bit of vitality and have been awakened to consciousness already have resurrection bodies. How can you understand us?" Thoughts?"
"His Majesty King Heng is just giving preferential treatment to you die-hard loyalists. The worst we can do is go out to forage for food. In the end, he doesn't even support this kind of thing. Huh, anyway, he only mentioned it twice and didn't make it clear about this kind of thing. If the order is given, then what I do will not be considered as violating the order of the Heavenly Palace."
Miezheng Lei's face also turned cold: "Since you have heard King Heng's words, you should abide by them meticulously."
"That's fine."
He glanced at the Seven Kills Cult Headquarters and said, "After this is over, you can come back with me to apologize."
Gu Yunjin's heart was boiling with anger, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.
He already understood Mie Zhenglei's plan.
Now that the Seven Kills Cult has been marked, simply killing these people can also be used as a test.
Anyway, Gu Yunjin is already guilty. When the time comes, if Yuanjun Temple behaves too tough, Gu Yunjin will be punished as a matter of course. This will make sense to both sides and prevent the conflict between the two from happening in advance. intensify.
And if Yuanjun Temple's performance is not tough enough, then... there will be more choices in the future.
"Okay, okay, then I'll let you go bury my brother with him first."
Ancient luck gold crashed down from the top of the mountain.
Qiu Di's figure swayed slightly, already passing through the crowd, and stopped him first.
A punch that fell from above was like a punch that was circling for nine days and striking downwards, containing overwhelming vigor and strength.
The palm that went up the mountain against the trend, although it was light and swift, passing through the crowd without any worries, but at the moment of the palm, it suddenly became calm and steady.
Mountains are made of small stones, and the entire earth is also made of nebulae and dust in the universe.
The way this palm exerts force can make people unconsciously think of the tiniest dust, accumulating into the most stable earth, the kind of incomparably solid foundation.
Taking Wudang Mianzhang as the foundation and gaining the martial arts from Yuanjun Ancestral Temple, one of the two styles of Shanmen derived from it is Baxia Mountaineering Palm.
Gu Yunjin's fist hit this palm, causing Qiu Di's body to surge with energy and blood, and his face turned slightly red, but his palm was extremely stable and showed no tendency to retreat at all.
Seeing the ferocious, ferocious and angry expression of this Western visitor, Qiu Di also knew that it was useless to reason with him now.
The sword with a colorful halo was swiped slightly, forcing Gu Yunjin's arm away and stabbing the opponent's throat, but was immediately missed by Gu Yunjin's other fist.
Gu Yunjin's boxing technique is extremely powerful, but the size is also just right.
Qiu Di's palms and swords were used together, but they couldn't hurt him at all. The two stood on the mountain road and fought.
The ground shook and violent air waves pushed everyone in the Seven Kills Sect away down the mountain.
This is because the essence of Wudang's Shanmen Double Style, Baxia Mountaineering Palm, and Soaring Snake Water Sword, all have extremely high attainments in transforming power!
Dissolving and sharing the opponent's strength is an innate and indispensable part of these two secret arts.
Otherwise, there shouldn't be a situation where several nearby mountains are shaking at the same time.
Instead, it should be the scene where the mountain peak under their feet was first broken from the middle, and then even the foundation of the wreckage was continuously shattered.
"So it turns out that your true body realm is only the Nine Heavens?!"
Gu Yunjin suddenly roared, stepped forward and punched, and a huge energy and blood phenomenon appeared behind him.
It seemed like a giant crab with eight claws curled up, or an invisible placenta brewing in the dark clouds.
The ancient Earth Mother clan also had their own myths, just like human myths. Many of them were made up based on natural phenomena when they were relatively weak in their early years.
But after the Earth Mother clan's martial arts developed, myths could also be turned into reality by them.
The qi and blood phenomenon behind the ancient luck in gold is called "the sky merges with the thunder fetus". It is a kind of thunder god conceived in their civilization. He is both the god of thunder and the god of heaven. Just the movement of the fetus turns into thunder in the world. Sound brings fear, but it can also bring creation.
When he was at the peak of his cultivation, he was able to give birth to the god of the sky in his placenta, conforming to the curvature of the sky. In one blow, he could pull down the clouds thousands of miles around and create a sea of thunder and light.
Although the foundation of his resurrected body is only the Nine Heavens, after displaying this qi and blood phenomenon, Qiu Di's entire body was lifted off the ground and into the air in just one fetal movement and the sound of thunder. Shoot out.
This is a difference in realm and vision.
Even though their basic skills were almost the same, Qiu Di found it difficult to resist, but at this moment, Miezheng Lei saw something strange.
This man from Yuanjun Temple showed signs of martial arts, and it felt like he had been trained in the first heaven in a human form.
But this is not true. The first six heavens of the Earth Mother God Clan do not have the effect of strengthening one's physical body at all. They only increase control during the process of adulthood.
The people of the Earth Mother clan who can revive in the world today do not need to practice the first six heavens at all.
Could it be that this person is not the resurrected body of the Earth Mother Clan? But he does have the aura of the Earth Mother Clan in his body. What exactly did Yuanjun Temple do...
Gu Yunjin didn't know the idea of destroying Zhenglei.
He was already chasing Qiu Di.
'It's now! '
Qiu Di raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a rich purple halo.
Two figures passed each other in the air.
The autumn flute landed on the mountain, wrapped with many rich and soft purple lights, and the long strands of light floated backwards.
The sword had been held in reverse in his hand, with the tip facing backward.
And Gu Yunjin's figure paused in the air.
Miezheng Lei's heart was shocked, and he suddenly crossed the mountain and came to Gu Yunjin's side. He stretched out his hand to pat him. The organs at the microscopic level had been released from the body first, hoping to help Gu Yunjin stabilize his body.
But it was too late, Gu Yunjin had a look of disbelief on his face, and many horizontal lines suddenly appeared on his face.
Immediately, his entire body, from head to toe, split into countless thin slices.
Every slice no longer has the texture of flesh and blood.
Just when the sword cut through his defense, and then countless purple rays of light passed through his body, those purple thin lines had baked all these flakes, fundamentally changing the structure of Gu Yunjin's physical body. material structure.
Now these thin slices of his flesh and blood are as brittle as some kind of extremely thin glass. After splitting, they float in the air for a while, some collide with each other, and then break into little bits of slag.
The anger and surprise on Mie Zhenglei's face flashed away, and he spoke slowly.
"Low-grade Ziyuan Divine Light!"
He said solemnly, "I didn't expect that I was mistaken. Not only are you a member of the Earth Mother clan, but you are also the direct descendant of Lord Zi Yuan. Otherwise, how could you use the foundation of the Nine Heavens to display the subtle mysteries of Zi Yuan's divine light."
Qiu Di did not answer, turned around, vomited blood, and did not take it seriously. The hilt of the sword twirled in the palm of his hand, and the blade of the sword shook like a sword flower, and returned to the normal sword-holding gesture.
"You were famous in ancient times, but when the world changed, why did you refuse to accept the lingering hatred, avoid being angry and angry, and reform, change your temper, no longer love the past, and turn back from the sea of suffering?"
Qiudi played the sword with his left hand and said while taking advantage of the aftertaste of the sword's sound, "It's a shame that I still have to carry a sword to kill people in my seventies."
"Pretentious!"
Miezheng Lei suddenly took action, and the strange phenomenon of energy and blood behind him emerged, like a few vines, twisted around, twisted into one, and grew towards the sky.
The spiraling vines are surrounded by countless filaments, some visible to the naked eye and some invisible, spreading densely into the air.
Everyone in the Seven Kills Sect in the mountains, those with lower cultivation levels, almost immediately felt signs of difficulty breathing, their eyes were bloodshot, and the surrounding air became thinner and thinner.
And the gaseous material rushing over from a distance was controlled by the strange phenomenon of qi and blood.
"Wow, the Thousand-mile Divine Whip is King Andu's secret skill. But it's okay. It's impossible for the Mie clan members to get personal guidance from King Andu... But his foundation is higher than yours. Now it's troublesome."
The childish voice only sounded in Qiu Di's mind.
That hat had long since disappeared, and his long hair fell down from his back, covering a small crab lying on the back of his neck.
The translucent little crab breath blends with the Taoist. Countless microscopic energy and blood extend from the ends of the eight claws, connecting with the Taoist. A wonderful connection flows between the two.
Qiu Di's vision has reached the same height as that of a little crab, as if he had once been a talented young man who had cultivated to the twelfth heaven. He had such a state, but now in terms of foundation, he has fallen to the ninth heaven.
The long sword met a colorless long whip drawn by Miezheng Lei.
Suddenly, a figure flashed over.
Now the air in the surrounding mountains is converging towards this area. When this figure came over, it seemed to merge with the surrounding airflow. It wasn't until it got within a mile that it suddenly accelerated, leaving all the air far behind. , with all his strength, he punched Mie Zhenglei in the back of the head with his fist.
