"Alas, I still can't fully integrate it. The blood pool seems to be inexplicably repulsive to my own constitution." Lan Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and sighed, then opened his eyes.
The blood pool in his body seemed very mysterious. His origin was unknown. During the evening battle with the big black man, the blood pool emerged from his body uncontrollably, swallowing up the spiritual power of the Seven Star Sword Array.
Lanfeng saw that there was a slight tendency of fusion with the halo of Dantian, so he came back and used his mental skills to completely fuse the blood pool with the halo of Dantian.
The existence of the blood pool has always been a pain for Lan Feng. It is like a fixed bomb that may explode at any time, which makes him extremely annoyed. Lan Feng has always relied on the existence of this fixed bomb to be controlled by cultivating the gods against heaven.
The halo of the Dantian condensed by these heaven-defying hearts.
Throughout the night, Lanfeng kept running his mental methods, urging the halo in his Dantian to refine the blood pool, but his efforts were undoubtedly in vain. The blood pool behaved like a good boy in front of the halo in his Dantian, and was very obedient, but he really scolded him.
When he does things according to his own will, he shows extreme stubbornness.
Then Lanfeng shook his head again and laughed at himself, falling down from the bed. Although the blood pool could not be refined, the spiritual power and moral principles swallowed up in the blood pool were squeezed out by the halo of Dantian, making him take a big step in his cultivation.
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Lan Feng had a feeling that as long as he took one more small step, he could step into the Dacheng Spiritual Martial Realm, and with his hands covered, he could face the existence of the peak Spiritual Martial Realm.
However, one step was obviously not something that could be achieved by practicing hard in the room. He needed enlightenment or accumulation. Anyway, he was back home, so he was not in a hurry.
"Bang bang..." There was an urgent knock on the door, followed by Lan Chen's call, "Brother...brother..."
"This boy" Lan Feng cursed with a smile and walked over to open the door for Lan Chen. Lan Chen stood outside the door, looking very happy.
Lan Feng fed him a piece of Moon Blossom Snow Lotus and the ten thousand-year elixir obtained from Long Yuyan. After taking the magical elixir, Lan Chen recovered from his injuries in the middle of the night.
Lan Chen endured the midnight search for Lan Feng because he was afraid of disturbing his brother's practice. Lan Chen did not see the battle between Lan Feng and Hei Daguo, but it was undoubtedly a battle between a dragon and a tiger.
When the sky got slightly brighter, Lan Chen impatiently came to look for his brother. He found that he had not seen him for several years and had many things to say to him.
Of course, he couldn't bring himself to ask his brother to tell nice fairy tales or anything like that. He undoubtedly wanted to show his strength in front of his dear brother and get a few words of praise from him.
"Brother, come on, don't act like a girl." When Lan Chen saw her brother opening the door and coming out, she pulled Lan Feng to leave.
"You kid, wait a minute, didn't you see that your brother is still covered in blood?" Lan Feng came back last night and was eager to check the blood pool in his body. Lan Feng did not change away from his bloody clothes and meditated on the spot until now.
"Ah, brother, go quickly." Lan Chen pushed his brother into the room and closed the door with his backhand.
The wardrobe was full of clothes that Lan Feng had worn when he was twenty-three years old. At this time, he had no use for them anymore. He used his spiritual power to wash away the blood stains outside his body, and then took out a quilt from the storage bag.
I walked out on the washing road with clothes that had lost their original color.
These clothes were made when he was in trouble. He had too much self-esteem and refused to ask his family for spiritual stones. He washed them again and again and put them on again. Lan Chen felt sad when he looked at them, and he hugged his dear one with some heartache.
elder brother.
In the early morning, people in the city lord's mansion came to the martial arts training ground to practice spiritual arts one after another. They were all unfamiliar with Lan Feng and didn't seem to recognize him. But seeing that they were with Lan Chen, a genius, they didn't dare to say anything.
He looked at this country bumpkin in shabby clothes with a puzzled look on his face, who was standing on the big tree of Lanchen.
"What are you looking at? He is my brother, haven't you seen him?" Lan Chen shouted loudly, obviously he was proud to have such a brother beside him.
He wished he could capture a bunch of boys in the house and introduce his brother to them one by one.
Lan Chen has always been respected as the young master in the family, and his status is extremely high. The children of the family usually dare not speak loudly to him for fear of offending the young master.
"Damn, you little bastard, what's that look in your eyes? Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up." Lan Chen was so angry at their disbelieving expressions that he wanted to beat them up in a hurry.
"Xiaochen." Lan Feng called softly. In the past few years of his wasteful life, Lan Feng had regarded these cynicism as a habit and didn't take it to heart at all.
Lan Chen snorted, then turned around and said childishly to his brother, "Brother, look at them, they look like they deserve a beating."
Lan Feng wasted a lot of time before he persuaded Lan Chen, the angry bird, to come over and walk towards the back of the house.
The City Lord's Mansion is built along the river. Not far from the back door, there is rolling river water and a patch of sand and gravel, which is very suitable for warriors to practice spiritual arts. In other words, the purpose of the City Lord's Mansion being built near the river is to allow future generations to find a treasured place to practice.
However, most of the descendants of Lanyu were useless, and this treasured land of cultivation was gradually forgotten by people, turning it into a desolate land near the river.
Lan Chen came to Liberty City from Lan City a few days ago. He is a strong man in the spiritual martial realm. The martial arts training ground in the city lord's mansion could no longer meet his needs for practicing spiritual arts, so he came here.
"Brother, what do you think this place looks like? Your brother has a good eye and has found a treasured place for training." He took Lan Feng to the Linjiang martial arts training ground, where Lan Chen had a good meal and looked intoxicated with himself.
"Well, my younger brother is the most admired." Lan Feng smiled lovingly.
"Brother, look at Xiaochen, he has grown up."
As he spoke, Lan Chen got into a posture by the river, his eyes must have shimmered with gray light. At the same time, Lan Chen kept pinching his chest with his big hands and muttered something in his mouth.
Then he pointed at the rolling river water and pointed at a point. An invisible shadow jumped out from his body and penetrated into the rolling river water.
This seemed to be a useless blow, but a moment later, the rolling river water exploded, sending huge waves into the sky, and the power was not small. This made Lan Feng slightly shaken, as the power of the family's skills was not small.
Immediately afterwards, Lan Feng saw his younger brother's expression darken, his figure swayed, and he jumped down in the air, spinning half above the river, and struck down with a palm.
There was a "rumbling" sound, and the rolling river water was suddenly blown to both sides. The river seemed to be cut off. Lan Chen threw himself into the struck river water and disappeared under the sky.
"Ouch..."
Suddenly the sound of a dragon's roar came out, and the rolling water on the river turned into a water dragon and went straight to the sky, with an invincible posture, bowing its head between heaven and earth.
Lanfeng was poisoned before he was born. His innate Dantian was damaged and he was unable to practice martial arts. He was sent to Beiming Academy when he was a teenager and had no understanding of the affairs within his family.
Lan Chen was shocked when he used such a fifth-level spiritual art. Although this spiritual art was only a fifth-level spiritual art, its attack power was no weaker than his sixth-level spiritual art "Destroying the Sky with One Finger".
This kind of terrifying spiritual art has been improved and is very close to the sixth level spiritual art. The person who can improve the spiritual art is undoubtedly a strong man with the great fortune to swallow up the heaven and the earth.
It seems that there was a great person in Lanyu in ancient times. The martial arts and spiritual skills in the family were obviously passed down from this person. He dominated the world and was invincible.
Thinking of this, Lan Feng became curious about Lan Chen's cultivation methods. Lan Chen was the hard work of his father, and he would definitely pass on the family inherited skills to him.
But then Lan Feng shook his head again, he had already cultivated himself against the heavens, so what else did he desire? He looked a little greedy.;