Into the Immortal Cultivation

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At the time of the moon's transit, several people had gathered in the red blood refining house. They are among the survivors of Dabai Village who have embarked on a fairy tale.

However, the purpose of their gathering is not to spread the Fa or cultivate.

I saw Tie Zhu set a small bowl in front of everyone. Finally, he took a small bowl and walked to the side.

Then, Tie Zhu drew a dagger from his waist and swiped **** the tip of his left middle finger. Then, with a force of force, a column of blood was forced out of the wound by him.

About one hundred milliliters was dripped, and the iron column supported the mana, tightened the wound, and then handed the knife to the person on the right.

The second person did not enter the Qi training period and could not move his mana. Therefore, he could only scratch a small wound on his wrist. His wrists sag, allowing blood to flow naturally into the small bowl. After saving about one hundred milliliters, he also began to bandage the wound.

The third person turned to the dagger and stroked it gently, then dripped the blood into the small bowl.

Everyone looked as usual, as if the things they did again would be normal. And their movements are fast and precise, as if they have been done many times. It was not until the last person donated a hundred milliliters of blood that time passed. The whole house was filled with a strange atmosphere.

When bleeding, Chi Lianxue looked nervous. When the last person bleeds blood, he looks relaxed and says, "It's hard."

Taking a hundred milliliters of blood every ten days may be a burden for ordinary people, but these people are all embarking on the path of spiritual practice, they are physically active, and their bodies are strong, which is nothing. However, these young farmers were still a little touched by the fact that they behaved like this: "We don't care, Master."

Chi Lianxue nodded, carefully poured the blood of several people into a red gourd that he carried with him, and said, "Is there any problem in practice?"

This is a languid, somewhat beating sound: "Mr. Chi, I really have a few questions about spiritual practice. I would like to ask."

The red blood refining hand shattered a bowl of blood. After putting the bowl steady, he quickly turned around and looked at the window: "Wang Daoyou, why are you here? Do you know what a crime it is to invade others' altars?"

Damn it! Will my spiritual prohibition fail?

Wang Qi raised his eyebrows: "Yo, still hitting a rake? Dare to ask what should be the crime of practicing the exercises with human blood and other personal things according to the law of the Immortal League?"

In the age of 80,000 years of ancient law, the magic path of cannibalism became the mainstream of the human race several times. The age of the Devil Dao must end because of being eaten down, no one can eat the Devil, and the end of the Devil Dao must be accompanied by the decline of the Human Race and the rampage of the Demon Race. Jin Faxiu advocates co-prosperity with heaven and earth, and gathers tens of thousands of people to seek the avenue of wisdom, and arrives at the end of the world like a dragon. Before the establishment of the Xianmeng, there is a consensus on the current practice, but any evil practice that uses human races to practice can be directly killed!

Even if there is really a secret method or experiment, human blood must be used. This Fa-cultivation has to go through layers of approval before it can obtain blood from the blood bank with absolutely reliable sources.

Blood collection without permission is illegal, and the punishment method depends on the circumstances.

"Humph." Chi Lianxue hummed softly. Wang Qi's words were equivalent to blocking the room between them. Either he gave Wang Qi an explanation, or he had to make Wang Qi never speak. There was no other possibility.

But, he, Chi refining blood, and Chi Yangzong's head, want to bow his head to a monk during the Qi practice period? There is no such reason!

As soon as he thought about this, Chilian's body quickly stained with a thin layer of red, such as inflammation and blood.

The Chiyang Sect took Yanghuo as its foundation, masculine blood as its method, and Zhengyang Yanhuo as its supernatural power.

Wang Qi's expression was disdainful, and he pressed his hand on the Kunshan Excalibur around his waist. He came prepared, the sword was not kept in the storage bag, but straddled his waist. Zhen Jiezi has been monitoring Chi Lianxue at his request. After seeing this scene, the old man informed Wang Qi to come and watch the show.

As for the early warning and defensive spiritual bans outside, it was also solved by Zhen Jiezi. The Chiyang Sect is nominally a modern Fa sect, but Li Zi and the ancient Fa are the same. Zhen Jiezi doesn't understand this law but is clear to the ancient law, so he can naturally take Wang Qi through the warning area of ​​Chi Lianxue silently.

It is with this section that Wang Qi chooses to jump out positively. Although Chi Lianxue is a monk during the foundation period, his absolute strength is more than ten times that of his, but his efficiency and the efficiency of his skills can only be regarded as sparse, which is worse than the new students in the Xianyuan. , Let alone a family elite like Ai Changyuan.

Enemies with power in the air are not at all worrying!

Feeling the atmosphere of tension between the two, Hanhou Youth panicked and jumped between the two: "Master, Wang Qi, don't fight! We have something to say, something to say!"

Chi Lianxue drank: "Bai Xin, you let go! This kid is aggressive, how can I be willing to let go of it if I want to humiliate me!"

"It's inexplicable." Wang Qi rolled his eyes. "You go further, Erzhu. When I wait for the evil spirits to be removed, don't blame me!"

Chi Lianxue said angrily: "You asshole, how dare you get into my altar?"

"I have all come in. Do you dare to boast 'My Xuantan'?" Wang Qi laughed: "If you mean that there are some unrelated persons in your Xuantan, I am not good at using swordsmanship-sorry, I After realizing the power of group theory 'transformation', the difference between sword technique, fist technique, palm technique and leg technique is really not very different for me. "

"Wang Qi, Master, he doesn't mean that ... he, he ... we are all voluntary!" Tie Zhu explained anxiously.

"It has been illegal to collect human blood privately." Wang Qi said: "Your 80% are deceived."

Seeing that Wang Qi couldn't make sense here, Tie Zhu knelt in front of Chi Lianxue: "Master, you can explain to Wang Qi! You are a good person ... you ..."

"Bai Xin gets up!" Chi Lianxue drank: "I'm not going to bow my head like a Qi training period."

"You made two mistakes." Wang Qi shook his head: "First of all, instead of bowing your head like me, you pleaded guilty to Xianmeng. Dare you talk about eligibility for waste in the Jindan period? "

Chi Lianxue's pupils contracted suddenly, and the rage touched by the pain caused him to burst out suddenly: "I'm going to die!"

A hot ball of fire suddenly spewed out of his hand, rushing towards Wang Qi with boundless power. Feeling the scorching heat wave, Wang Qi shook his hand, Kun Shanjian picked it up, and gently released the spell. Chi Lianxue had another episode, but Tie Zhu suddenly stopped between them: "Master, don't fight-Wang Qi, what you said just now is too much. Master only burned his life for the human race!"

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