Chapter 9 Blood Refining ()

With two secret techniques, Zhong Yuan returned to his room.

He did not start practicing immediately, but called in the Jiuming, the boy who served him, and asked him to tell him the basic common sense of immortality that he knew. After Ke Yunfeng's suggestions, Zhong Yuan also attached great importance to the exchanges between his fellow brothers, so he decided to take some time to communicate every day in the future. However, in order to avoid making more jokes, he decided to increase his experiences first.

Not to mention, although the Nine-Dear Boy had not learned any method, he knew a lot of things. It took more than an hour to finish the lecture. After he finished the lecture, Zhong Yuan realized how ignorant he had been before.

"I used to think I was a human being for two lifetimes and had rich experience. It seems that I am just a beginner in the path of practicing Taoism. In the future, I can no longer work behind closed doors. Balance, balance is the kingdom!"

night.

On Zhong Yuan's kneel cross-legged bed, there was a black and smooth slender spike on his knee, which was exactly the Taiyin spike given by his master Hong Changbao. On the left side, there was a stack of white talismans. He wanted to practice Taiyin spikes first. There was no way. Who made it difficult for Shura blood flame to practice? He knew that his qualifications were not good.

Zhong Yuan held a three-inch knife in his left hand and gently scratched his index finger towards his right hand. In an instant, a hole about an inch long appeared, and red blood emerged.

At this time, Zhong Yuan quickly put down the knife, took a talisman, held it in his hand, and then stretched his right hand over and began to drip his blood on it.

Every drop of blood was dropped, the words on the talisman absorbed it, and the original black words also had a touch of blood. After nine drops, the words on the talisman immediately became fresh and full, emitting an extremely bright and bright glow. At this time, Zhong Yuan hurriedly put it down, took another talisman, and continued this work.

This talisman is called the Blood God Talisman. After use, it can stimulate the blood spirit contained in the talisman to the maximum extent. It cannot be used for attack or defense, but is purely used for low-level monks to sacrifice magic weapons.

Ke Yunfeng taught his treasure refining technique, called True Blood Hundred Refining, which is a blood refining method. The core of all low-level blood refining methods is recorded in the blood books of his body, and it is branded on the magic weapon. True Blood Hundred Refining is no exception. Zhong Yuan has never learned the way of talismans, let alone the ability to draw talismans in the void. If he wanted to sacrifice and practice magic weapons, he could only ask Ke Yunfeng for help.

Of course, this is not free. Zhong Yuan should go down, at the cost of a mandala flower.

There was a silence in the room, with only the clattering sounds, like dripping water in front of the eaves, endlessly. With the flash of blood-red light, blood talismans were filled with blood. Gradually, the pain in Zhong Yuan's fingers disappeared and turned into wood, without any slight perception, while his head began to feel dizzy.

At this time, Zhong Yuan knew that it was almost done, and the practice of magic weapons was not done at once, so there was no need to fight desperately. At that moment, he quickly stopped bleeding and applied the wound with a bottle of bleeding-stop cream given by Ke Yunfeng for free.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he felt that his condition had improved a lot. Zhong Yuan started to check. After counting, he found that his blood had been filled with forty-six blood divine talismans.

There were 120 blood talismans in total. At that time, Zhong Yuan decided to divide them into three batches of sacrifices and practices, but there were no forty copies.

He took a blood divine talisman and poured his blood-transforming true energy into it. In an instant, the blood divine talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, turning into a blood-colored text the size of a bowl, and under the guidance of his spirit, he stabbed the Taiyin.

As soon as the blood-colored text touched the Taiyin thorn, it attached itself to it, forming a mysterious blood-colored pattern on its surface. Immediately afterwards, Zhong Yuan took the second, third, and fourth... and turned it into a pattern on the Taiyin thorn.

These patterns did not overlap, but were intertwined and densely packed, presenting a charming and strange beauty. When all forty blood god talismans in Zhong Yuan were blessed, the black light of the Taiyin Thorn itself was covered up, and the whole body showed a blood-red color.

At this time, Zhong Yuan closed his eyes and tried his best to sense the whole spirit, and could vaguely sense the Taiyin Thorns had established a connection with it. He tried to activate it through this connection, and suddenly felt that the Taiyin Thorns on his knees had moved slightly.

Although this moment was very mild, it made Zhong Yuan very excited. He was not delaying his work, but he struck while the iron was hot, holding seals in both hands, and stamped his blood-transforming true qi on the Taiyin thorns one by one to perform sacrifices and practices.

That night, Zhong Yuan spent the night in the sacrifice and regaining his true energy. The next morning, Zhong Yuan carefully observed, but found that the blood color of the body had weakened a lot, and some places had even faintly revealed the black luster of the Taiyin Thorn. He was very satisfied with this because he knew very well that when all the blood patterns blessed by the 120 blood divine talismans were disappeared, it was the time when the magic weapon sacrifice and practice was successful.

That night, Zhong Yuan was very hard-working, but at this time, he was extremely tired, so he fell asleep.

At noon, after lunch, he did not continue practicing, but went out to wander around and visit his fellow disciples. Of course, they were all registered disciples. It was not that he didn't want to visit those disciples, but that he understood that there was no chance for others to take care of him. In the afternoon, Zhong Yuan knew several fellow disciples quite well.

At night, as before, I continued to practice Taiyin puncture as before, and my true energy was consumed, and then I meditated and recovered.

So, on the fifth night, he began to bleed for the second time. The second blessing, the blood patterns that had not been completely eliminated became thicker. After the third blood strip on the tenth day, the blood patterns became like a layer of plasma, and were still filled with a strong bloody atmosphere.

Zhong Yuan was relieved at this time, because he finally didn't have to bleed anymore. Next, he was the skill of simmering and water grinding. This was what Zhong Yuan was most afraid of and was best at.

Twenty-seven days later, the blood patterns on the surface of the Taiyin Thorn were not only completely disappeared, but also, during Zhong Yuan's sensing, these blood patterns had formed a small blood pattern ball inside the Taiyin Thorn.
Chapter completed!