Xu Xiaochen put on a straw raincoat, then put on a rain hat, covering his face tightly. Then he went to the kitchen to bring three large porcelain bowls and quietly left the empty Shen Mansion.

The rain was so heavy, coupled with the attraction of Guo Hao and the miracle Doctor Guo, there were very few people in the world who were active on the street. Occasionally, one or two people in the world passed by, but they didn't care about Xu Xiaochen, let alone doubt him.

Xu Xiaochen walked quickly and soon arrived at the official road outside the town. He looked around cautiously and found that there was no one around and confirmed that no one was following him. Then he quickly ran into the woods beside the official road.

"I'm leaving in less than two hours. I guess I'll be going to take the introductory test immediately when I arrive at Qingyun Sect. With my current strength, I will definitely not pass it. I will never miss the opportunity. I will never come again. Now, I have to drink some blood!"

Xu Xiaochen was muttering to himself, but he was already holding a sword in both hands and digging up soil in the forest. It turned out that this was exactly where Nan Batian buried his corpse!

The introductory test is imminent, and with his physical condition, he is much worse than that of ordinary people. Even if he can drink chicken blood and improve it, it will not be able to solve the problem in one day. When he was talking to Doctor Guo, he finally made up his mind and decided to drink the blood of Nan Batian, the third level of the fetal realm, the master of the essence refining realm!

If drinking human blood is spread, people will definitely be called a demon. Therefore, Xu Xiaochen did not tell Doctor Guo about this, and would not let Chen Zuo and others know. Fortunately, Nan Batian is dead, and it was not Xu Xiaochen who killed him. Xu Xiaochen was helpless again, so he did not have much anxiety.

"From yesterday to now, it has been raining for up to twelve hours, and the land is relatively wet. Nan Batian's blood should not solidify or dry."

Xu Xiaochen said nervously.

Soon, he dug out Nan Batian's body. Sure enough, the surrounding soil was filled with red blood. Xu Xiaochen used his body to block Qiuyu, which was pouring through the trees, and his hands were trembling slightly, picking up the soil, then squeezed out the blood and put it into a porcelain bowl.

After a while, the blood-colored mud was processed, and Xu Xiaochen was filled with three large bowls of blood. Of course, most of the blood was rain.

Despite this, this blood is the blood of the third level master of the fetal realm, and the blood and energy contained in it are obviously not comparable to chicken blood.

As for Nan Batian's corpse, although there was some blood in it, Xu Xiaochen almost didn't touch it, and didn't even look at it a few more times.

"Senior Nan Batian. I drank your blood today and I owe you my favor. One day, if I meet the Golden Knife Zhang San, I will teach him a lesson and exclaim your anger. In this way, you and I will not owe each other. Also, I have disturbed you twice and feel deeply uneasy. In order to express my apology, I will erect a monument for you."

Xu Xiaochen looked at the corpse and said. After he said this, the last trace of anxiety in his heart disappeared completely, and he felt much more relaxed.

He took down the rain hat and covered it with three bowls of blood. Then he buried the soil back into the pit. Sure enough, he cut off a small tree, took a piece of the trunk, split it in half, and used a steel sword to carve the five words "The Tomb of Nanbatian" and stood as a tombstone where Nanbatian was buried.

After all this, he picked up his big porcelain wrist, closed his eyes, endured the pungent smell of blood and the urge to vomit, and drank it in a big gulp.

Having drunk some chicken blood before, he knew that the blood was actually not good. At this time, he found that the blood of this master seemed to be much more delicious than chicken blood.

However, he didn't care whether the blood was good or not. Because at this moment, his attention had been attracted by the changes in his body.

As soon as a large amount of blood was drunk, he immediately felt a heat flow rising from his abdomen. This heat flow not only made his blood gush, but also quickly flowed through his body, causing a lot of slightly black sweat to emerge from his pores. At the same time, he also felt very warm and comfortable, and he almost screamed.

Half an hour later, the blood effect was finally absorbed by the body, and the strange heat flow in Xu Xiaochen's body disappeared, and his body no longer sweated.

"Sure enough, Nan Batian's blood is much better than chicken blood. This time I was finally able to enter the first level of the fetal realm and consolidate the foundation realm! Even the injury that originally took one or two months to heal completely, actually recovered directly because of these three bowls of blood!" Xu Xiaochen was ecstatic and couldn't help laughing.

He obviously felt that his physique had improved a leap. He lived so big that he had always felt a sense of weakness. He had never felt as strong as he was now, and he felt refreshed, clear-headed, and clear-eyed!

He knew that this must be the first level of the fetal realm, the foundation-restraining realm! The first level of the fetal realm, it turned out that this was the feeling. This was really great!

"Uncle Zhao, Xiaochen has finally entered the first level of the fetal realm. Unfortunately, you will never see it! He Xie, you wait, your death is not far away! And God, you are waiting, I will definitely defeat you, get rid of the torture of strange diseases, threats, and control your own destiny!"

Xu Xiaochen smiled and laughed, but burst into tears. Among the tears, there were regrets, hatred, anger, and ecstasy, Zhang Yang, fighting spirit!

After a while, after venting his depression over the years and over the past two days, he finally calmed down and returned to caution again. He broke three empty bowls, put on the rain hat, and ran to the town with a steel sword.

"The first level of the fetal realm is so happy. I can actually trot, but I can't feel any fatigue at all." Xu Xiaochen felt his physical condition and couldn't help but think happily.

At this time, he didn't feel cold anymore, nor did he feel that the steel sword in his hand was heavier. What surprised him even more was that he didn't feel tired after running for most of the miles. If this were the case before, he would have been exhausted!

In fact, the first level of the body-consolidation realm is still at the level of health and body-restraining. Putting aside swordsmanship and swordsmanship, it is just better physical strength than mortals, more lasting, and more hungry, freezing, and more resistant to beating. However, for Xu Xiaochen, all this is a difference between heaven and earth compared to before.

Xu Xiaochen even had the urge to stop and immediately practice "The Essence of the Essence".

This "Essence and Essence" is the mental method that Zhao Danxin obtained from the Long family back then. However, Xu Xiaochen only knew the first level of the fetal realm, the martial arts of consolidating the original realm.

In the later part, Zhao Danxin considered Xu Xiaochen's physical condition and did not want Xu Xiaochen to cause death because of his skills, so he did not teach him.

Xu Xiaochen didn't know that "Jingyuan Jue" is his own family-born mental method.

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Chapter completed!