Lin Yi was shocked.

This is a blood exchange.

His blood seemed to be slowly transforming into something strange.

For a moment, his thoughts were mixed.

For a moment, he even felt that he was becoming an inhuman alien.

After all, practitioners practice only by taking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies and transforming them into true energy in their bodies. This true energy is still like an external substance to the body, and it still exists clearly in perception like yellow buds.

The blood of all practitioners is still the same as that of ordinary people.

However, in just a moment, he felt relieved.

When a person is born, he eats grains after he is weaned. After he is healthy, he starts to eat meat and eat meat. He gradually weighs more than tens of kilograms and hundreds of kilograms.

The nectar between heaven and earth, various subtle vitality, light, and countless mysterious changes in the meridians and fibers in the grain plants finally condensed the grains.

The essence of the grains is piled up into the flesh. Today, I will practice with the grains and it will be like returning to my birth and reshaping my qi and blood.

If the true essence practice practices is the acquired way, then the Great Kuluo practice practice returns to the innate world and starts with a complete change of oneself.

Become a sanctification!

The flesh becomes sanctified!

In many notes he had read, the ancients used the words of sanctification of the body to describe Dajuluo. However, he only truly understood that the realm of Dajuluo back then was that he was truly free from the body of flesh and bones, and the body was truly inhuman, which was different from everyone else in the world.

Lin Yi was inexplicably moved and proud.

He was also walking alone on the path that Dajuluo was walking alone. However, things in the world changed drastically and the war had begun. Will this world still give him enough time to cultivate to the final realm of Dajuluo back then?

As the grain energy and blood quickly merged, the grain energy that had been extremely clear in his perception began to disappear in his perception, and replaced by a subtle feeling of the blood in his body constantly changing.

As these grain energy disappeared in his perception, his consciousness gradually scattered like a butterfly in his meditation, scattered everywhere in his body, and he entered a state of being one and selfless.

Heaven and earth are outside him.

However, he seemed to gradually separate from the heaven and earth.

His breathing gradually became weaker, even a little intermittent, and he gradually turned to internal breath more.

In the guerrilla military camp tent on the edge of the camp.

The middle-aged general with slightly white hair slowly opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but shake his head gently.

He loves talents, but he cannot change the fate of anyone here.

Lin Yi's breathing became weak and intermittent. In his opinion, this was a sign of internal injury.

This young man looked so powerful, but he was still injured after all.

The rising sun rose and the mist rose in the mountains and forests. Amid the scolding of some old guerrilla soldiers, all the students from Tianjian, who had been in the fifth year of Tianjian and Tianjian for six years quickly got up and began to wash, eat, and pack up their luggage.

Lin Yi is no exception.

When he continued to wash his face in the spring and the cold spring water fell on his skin, he quickly woke up, but suddenly he felt something was wrong with him.

The injuries in his body can no longer be felt.

The most severely damaged part between the chest and abdomen is just a faint lingering of heat.

His blood seemed to have changed a little, becoming heavier, and the flowing inside him became more powerful.

But what made him feel wrong seemed to have nothing to do with blood or the energy of the grains.

He was lost for a moment, but he was still confused.

When he was lost, Xiao Qianshan also looked at him for a moment.

He didn't feel anything was wrong, but Xiao Qianshan and several practitioners in the army, including the middle-aged general, all felt something he hadn't noticed.

His breathing became weaker.

For practitioners, breathing strongly means strength and health.

Weak breathing means injury and physical weakness.

......

Lin Yi didn't know where the students of Tianjian had left for five years. This was a secret of the military.

There is not even much time to say goodbye.

The sixth-year-old Tianjian was heading towards the northwest side of this Bianshan according to Xiao Qianshan's order, which was exactly the opposite direction to the fifth-year-old Tianjian left.

Lin Yi recalled the map of the mountains and forests he had seen before. The direction he was headed for the fifth year of Tianjian was the official road, and he should continue to move forward quickly, and the direction they were going was the Bashui River.

"Are we going to take the water route?" Lin Yi guessed this possibility, and went up the Bashui River and connected to the Yangtze River, and along the river, he could go straight to Meishan.

If you walk on the official road, most of them will be mountain roads after passing Baling County. Even if you change horses suitable for mountain roads, the daily journey will not be fast. Although the water and boat journeys are not fast, the distance is short.

"You are really sure you want to help Lin Yi bring these marching rations?"

An old army who checked these sixth-year-old clothing in Tianjian asked before starting the march.

"certainly."

Xie Suichun and Li Daoyuan responded loudly first.

While responding to the sergeant, the two smiled and greeted Lin Yi.

Their eyes were as warm as the spring breeze.

"Lin Hulu, I see that you are not only a woman's fate, but also a man's fate." Qi Zhuji walked to Lin Yi's side and said quietly, "Their eyes look at you are very ambiguous."

"I have something to ask for you now, and you will be whatever you say." Lin Yi responded with a smile.

"I have never seen a shameless person like you." Qi Zhuji was very helpless in his response.

The old army didn't say anything, and followed these people with the horse gang marching rations needed by Lin Yi.

"General Xiao."

Lin Yi had a sudden inspiration. He quickly walked forward and came behind the guerrilla soldiers leading the way in front. He asked Xiao Qianshan: "General Xiao, this kind of horse thieves' marching ration is very good. I heard that the horse gangs and private merchants who sell horses and salt in the Northern Wei border areas have unique marching rations. I wonder if General Xiao knows anything about the Northern Wei border areas."

"Borderlands of Northern Wei?" Xiao Qianshan glanced at Lin Yi and did not answer for a moment.

Lin Yi thought for a while and said, "It should be in Huaihuang Town and Rouxuan Town. I read some books to introduce them. The horse garrison rations there are very unique."

"Zhe Changming." Xiao Qianshan called the name of a soldier to the side.

The old soldier was over forty years old and leaned over.

"You have been to the Northern Wei border areas. What marching rations are used for the horse gangs in Huaihuang and Rouxuan Town?" Xiao Qianshan asked.

"Has he been?" Lin Yi was immediately full of expectations. The Huaihuang and Rouxuan he mentioned were the border areas where Dajuluo was when he was selling horses in many ancient notes.

"That's really awesome marching ration." The old army smiled at Lin Yi, with wrinkles all over the corners of his eyes. "It seems that you have a lot of knowledge. The marching rations used by the horse gangs in that place were originally a bit special. They used barley and Rouran's dried blood millet to stir-fry and grind the ground, and then added a local dried sweet potato. It was extremely hungry and could not be weak even if you had eaten for more than ten days."

"Roran's blood-dried millet?" Xiao Qianshan raised his eyebrows, and he had never heard of this name.

"It is a kind of blood-red millet on the Rouran barren mountain, and people cannot live." The old army said: "These horse gangs traveled through Loulan, as far as the Qigu and Dongtai area. They sold goods along the way and brought back some local specialties, and the blood-dried millet was one of them."

"It has been like this since ancient times, so is it still there?" Lin Yi took a deep breath, and he couldn't calm down. This is very likely, it was the thing used when Dajuluo practiced.

"Now the Northern Wei Dynasty has set up border towns, and the people from those places are guarding against them to come in to serve as enemies. Not to mention the kind of marching rations, even the brown rice rations you brought will not be able to obtain in large quantities, otherwise it would have become the military rations of the Northern Wei." The old army said decisively.

Lin Yi didn't say much, thanked him and replied.

This is the slim hope.

But for him, it is at least equivalent to knowing the exact recipe for food.

"Is it really necessary to go on the water?"
Chapter completed!