After a night of rest, most of the magic light in Yan Ting's eyes dissipated, and the frenzied aura on his body gradually calmed down. This made Yan Li reveal a relaxed smile. He laid Yan Ting down and carefully left him.
room.
Yan Jili had already been waiting outside the door. When he saw Yan Li coming out, he quickly asked, "Is Ating okay?"
"It's okay. I believe he can survive it. It's just a pity that he can't control it now." Yan Li sighed.
"A Ting has killed so many people, so it's expected that he can't control himself. How many people can control themselves when they go crazy? However, it's beyond my expectation that A Ting can kill five hundred knights by himself."
Yan Li smiled softly: "Don't underestimate him. The power of those two punches yesterday has clearly exceeded the level of Tianyuan realm. How can my son be ordinary? By the way, have you done those things?"
Yan Jili nodded and said: "We are all ready, now we are waiting for your decision. When do you plan to leave?"
Yan Li was silent for a while, and then let out a long sigh: "We have to wait until Ating breaks through Yuan Luo before we leave. The Tian Yuan realm is still not enough."
"Well, let's wait a few more years. There's no rush there anyway. Luo Yin brought back some good things. I just ate yesterday and forgot about it. Let's go and have a look." Yan Jili said with a smile, and Yan Li
We left the courtyard together.
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The drowsy Yan Ting was lying quietly on the bed at the moment. He had another dream, and he dreamed of a man in black robe.
"Yan Ting, you have disappointed me so much. I have told you a long time ago not to kill rashly, and you should always be wary after killing someone. However, you are still possessed by evil thoughts. Have you forgotten what I warned you?
Is it done?"
The voice of the man in black robes came from the sky. Yan Ting staggered and fell to the ground. He looked up at the sky and shouted loudly: "Master, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. I just feel that the crisis has been resolved and I can relax."
That’s all!”
"Idiot!" The man in black robe scolded him sternly. This scolding made Yan Ting stunned on the spot. The man in black robe had never scolded him like this before.
"Aren't you forgetting? How many times have I told you that your biggest enemy is always yourself. The Seven Killing Curses of the Demonic Path are the Darkest and the Most Demonic. As early as when you started practicing, I told you to be careful of evil thoughts, but
You have been tricked twice, and my disciple turned out to be such a stupid and mediocre person, it is really ridiculous!"
"No, I'm not mediocre." Yan Ting raised his head and shouted.
"Are you not a mediocre person?" Questioning voices came from the sky: "Do you think you are worthy of saying this? If you are not a mediocre person, why are you being eroded by evil thoughts without knowing it? If you are not a mediocre person, why are you being eroded by evil thoughts?
I didn't know how to recite the formula to resist. If you weren't a mediocre person, why would you forget my warning again and again? Yan Ting, you are not only a mediocre person, but you don't know it. I was really blind and fell in love with a waste like you."
Yan Ting roared heartbreakingly, fell to his knees with weakness, hugged his head and cried loudly.
"Asshole!"
An angry shout caused Yan Ting's crying to stop abruptly.
"Yan Ting, if you dare to cry, I will treat you as my disciple."
"Master, don't... don't..." Yan Ting quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, straightened his clothes, and knelt again.
"Recite the formula I teach you to resist evil thoughts!" These four words were like an oracle from heaven. Yan Ting immediately gave up all resistance and thoughts and followed what the man in black robe said.
Yan Ting suppressed the sadness in his heart and recalled in his mind what the man in black robe said at that time: "The body is like Bodhi and the heart is like a bright platform. Since there is no desire, why bother with the dust!"
"Do you remember why you can't recite it when you are corroded by evil thoughts?"
"I... I slept like crazy at that time. Maybe I was eroded by demonic thoughts at that time, so... I don't know..." Yan Ting said with a trembling voice.
"That's it, that's good!" The stern voice suddenly turned into a happy laughter.
"Master, where are you? Do you have
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Haven't appeared for a long time." A glimmer of hope ignited in Yan Ting's heart, but there was no more sound coming from the sky.
"Master...Master...Master!" Yan Ting woke up from his dream. He looked at his hands. He was still lying on the bed, as if nothing had happened.
Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a dream. He just lay down and suddenly jumped up, put on his clothes and ran outside.
He seemed to remember something, what he had done yesterday, those chaotic memories were swirling in his mind, stimulating his brain.
Along the way, the ground was flat. The servants and maids all greeted him with smiles. The children of the Yan clan they saw on the road all cast fiery glances at him. Yan Ting came to the Yan clan's gate, which was open.
Some people plan to visit with gifts.
"It seems to be a dream!" Yan Ting tried his best to comfort himself.
He grabbed a servant and asked, "Where are my father and the others?"
"Young Master, I don't know." The servant replied.
"Uh, okay, you continue cleaning." Yan Ting smiled lightly.
It was almost noon on a new day. Yan Ting went to pick up Yan Mengran and have a meal together. As for Yan Li and others not showing up at the dinner table, he was not surprised at all. After all, Yan Li is the head of the family, and the rest of the family
They are all high-level officials of the Yan clan and have many things to do. The time when they can sit together and have dinner is usually in the evening.
"Mengran, did anything happen last night?" Yan Ting suddenly asked such a question while eating.
Yan Mengran, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was obviously stunned at first, and then said calmly: "Last night? Nothing happened. What's wrong?"
Yan Ting blinked and shook his head: "It's okay, just ask."
After dinner, Yan Ting returned to the room. The matter in Akabane City came to an end. Although he was a mess, it did not harm the Yan people.
Things at Zhulu Academy have not yet been settled, and he must improve his strength as soon as possible. Although he has broken through to the sixth level of Tianyuan, he still feels great pressure.
With all the power of Amber, it is easy to find hundreds of late-stage Tianyuan. However, Yan League's current strength is still relatively weak, and the number of late-stage Tianyuan does not exceed a hundred. If he wants to arm-wrestle with Amber, he is still not qualified. So when the time comes,
, only relying on his appearance to restore the situation. What's more, Chi Han, a veteran ninth-level Tianyuan, is estimated to have broken through Yuan Luo. In this way, their already weak strength has been weakened. If he, the leader of the alliance, does not work hard, Yan
The alliance will then cease to exist.
Yan Ting took out the Suan Ni essence blood that Xiao Chengfan gave him. This small bottle of blood came from the fifth-level peak ferocious beast Suan Ni.
In ancient times, there was a saying that a dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of which was the Suan Ni, but this one was obviously not the case. After thousands of generations of inheritance, it is not known whether the purebred Suan Ni still exists. Most of the sons on the head of this one are the ancestors.
It contains some Suanni blood and was bred slowly.
But after all, it has a thin bloodline, and coupled with the strength of its fifth-level peak monster, its blood essence is a rare treasure for Yan Ting.
"Uh, how did this get refined? I think I saw it in the Sky Tower, it should be like this..." Yan Ting scratched his head, opened the bottle cap, condensed a trace of vitality on his fingertips, and pulled out the Suan Ni essence and blood.
.
Suanni's essence and blood seemed to be passed through by silk threads, being pulled up in strips and suspended in the air. Yan Ting guided the essence and blood between his palms, and the energy in his palms floated. The next moment, the suspended essence and blood began to release its energy.
Already.
A trace of blood-colored breath floated up, and the Emperor Bodhi in Yan Ting's body suddenly started to circulate, as if opening a bloody mouth, sucking in all the blood-colored breath.
Suanni's essence and blood is the essence of Suanni's body, and the energy contained in it is extremely huge. Yan Ting has only been refining it for half a quarter of an hour, but he is already sweating profusely and panting like an ox.
The breath of essence and blood entered Yan Ting's body, like dense mist, drifting around. Yan Ting's meridians, internal organs and his blood were all soaked by the essence and blood. At the same time, the red Emperor Bodhi circulated
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There was a strange blood light, and all the essence and blood that entered Yan Ting's body flowed in the direction of Emperor Bodhi.
Di Bodhi was nourished and grown by the blood of all spirits, and was extremely sensitive to blood. In the past six months, he had been absorbing Yan Ting's blood every day to maintain energy, and suddenly there was a higher level of blood. How could he let it go?
Refining blood essence is a long process, and with Yan Ting's level, the refining speed is even slower.
Half an hour, an hour... Two full hours passed. Yan Ting's whole body was glowing with red blood, and he was already dripping with sweat. Although he only had a small bottle of blood essence, it was quite difficult to refine it.
Yan Ting concentrated his energy, and the vitality in his palms was continuously released, but the blood essence and blood still suspended did not decrease much. Only a small part entered Yan Ting's body, and all of it was absorbed by Emperor Bodhi, but the speed of his absorption was obviously not as fast as that of Emperor Bodhi.
The speed of God Bodhi absorption.
"What do you mean? Why can't I feel any energy fluctuations when the refined blood enters my body?" Yan Ting was confused. Only when the essence and blood first entered his body could he feel the existence of energy. But not long after,
That energy dissipated invisible.
Suddenly, the essence and blood in the palm of his hand rushed directly from Yan Ting's mouth as if it had grown legs, and entered his body along his throat.
"This..." Yan Ting covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked horrified.
The next moment, an extremely hot feeling came from his body, as if his whole body was rolling in a fire. Yan Ting kept exhaling, trying to relieve the pain caused by the heat, but it didn't help.
"Uh-huh..." He made several hoarse sounds from his throat. Yan Ting held his hands on the ground and fell directly. He clutched his abdomen and felt unbearable pain. This feeling was no less than that in Qijue Mountain.
The bloodline is tempered.
"It's Emperor Bodhi!" This thought flashed through Yan Ting's mind. After some of the essence and blood was refined, it dissipated invisibly in the body, and the essence and blood automatically flew into his mouth. Only Emperor Bodhi could explain all this absurdity.
After Di Bodhi absorbed all the essence and blood, a trace of blood energy suddenly emanated from it and entered every inch of Yan Ting's bones, skin, blood, organs, and meridians. In an instant, veins popped up in Yan Ting's arms, and the explosive
The blood turned even scarlet, and Yan Ting's head shook as he watched this incredible process.
Does Di Bodhi still have this ability?
Automatically absorb blood and automatically refine blood essence.
Feeling the flow of energy in his body, Yan Ting clenched his fists, and a stream of hot air spurted out from his ears, stirring up white mist in the air.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
Yan Ting's skin turned red, and with Emperor Bodhi as the center, ripples of blood energy spread out like waves, impacting Yan Ting's meridians. Yan Ting lowered his head and saw that the veins on his arms had become several times thicker, and sometimes
Contraction and sometimes enlargement, this is the essence and blood working in the meridians, nourishing with the energy of essence and blood, permanently increasing the power.
Yan Ting sat cross-legged on the floor. He could feel the essence and blood energy flowing in his meridians. He needed to block all external channels in his body to keep this energy in his body and exert its maximum effect.
Emperor Bodhi has refined the essence and blood. If he can't use it to the maximum extent, wouldn't it be a pity that Emperor Bodhi has such a heaven-defying function. It is indeed the only mature Emperor Bodhi in the world. Its effects are simply extraordinary.
can be understood.
After refining the blood essence of Suanni, the blood light emitted by Emperor Bodhi gradually dimmed. However, as the core of Yan Ting's entire power, it kept running. To a certain extent, it was more important to Yan Ting than Yuan Mansion.
more important.
As for how to maximize the use of the refined blood essence, that is not a problem it should consider.
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