The Youlang Mountain Range is one of the five forbidden areas of the dynasty. It stretches for nearly ten thousand miles. The trees are high and the forests are dense. There are countless monsters and dangers inside. Countless strong people have died in it. There are even rumors that even the strong people who have reached the Heavenly Palace have reached perfection.
They dare not go five thousand meters deep.
However, it is precisely because of this that a large number of high-quality elixirs and crystal stones have been produced, which are extremely attractive to practitioners. Many people risk their lives to enter the Youlang Mountains. After all, if they can find a
The elixir, whether sold or used by oneself, is a valuable resource.
One thousand meters deep into the Youlang Mountains, there is a strange stone mountain with few trees and full of sharp stones. There is a hidden cave on the mountainside of the stone mountain. This is Qin Changan's residence in the Youlang Mountains.
He walked for a whole day and finally returned here.
Walking deeper into the cave passage, not long after, the bottom of the cave suddenly opened up. It was a stone chamber with an area of about 30 to 40 square meters. In the innermost part of the stone chamber was a tomb made of rubble. In front of the tomb was a one-meter-high infinity stone.
Word stone tablet.
In addition to the tomb and stone tablet, there is a round stone futon in the middle of the stone chamber. Next to the stone futon is a simple long knife. The blade is half submerged in the ground, and only the upper half and the handle are exposed.
Qin Changan sat cross-legged on the stone futon, closed his eyes, and circulated the exercises in his body, absorbing the spiritual energy from all around and pouring into his body, nourishing the meridians in his body. However, he felt the spiritual energy flowing slowly in his body.
His brows were knitted together.
"Xiao Ying Tian Jing."
"Can't even this possibly king-level technique allow me to awaken my bloodline?"
Qin Changan opened his eyes and clenched his hands into fists in pain. The awakening of bloodline is the foundation of martial arts. Only by awakening the bloodline in the body can one condense the spiritual power to form a spiritual source in the body, practice the skills, and embark on the path of cultivation.
Bloodline awakening is divided into levels one to seven. The higher the level of awakening, the greater the spiritual source in the body, and the easier it is to practice. Each major family has a blood pattern pillar, which can help the clan members awaken their bloodline when they are fourteen years old and step into the world.
The path of cultivation. However, there are also talented and powerful people who can awaken their bloodline on their own and start practicing cultivation techniques in advance. Cui Tinghao belongs to the latter group.
There are thousands of Kung Fu in the world, and they are divided into five levels. From high to low, they are Heaven level, Saint level, King level, Xuan level and Huang level. The most common are Yellow level Kung Fu.
Xuan-level skills are generally in the hands of some families, sects, and martial arts schools, while king-level skills are extremely rare. They are usually the exclusive skills of a large family. Only direct descendants can practice them, such as Qin
The Qin family's "Shura Sword Jue" is the most precious treasure of the Qin family, and cannot be practiced by non-direct clan members.
He found this exercise in this cave. When he found it, there was a withered bone on the stone futon. In the withered bone's arms was the "Xiao Ying Tian Sutra" and the long handle inserted into the ground.
knife.
The withered bones had already been buried by him in the stone tomb next to it.
Although Xiao Ying Tian Jing allowed him to condense a meager amount of spiritual power in his body, without a spiritual source, this amount of spiritual power would be insignificant.
If he can't think of a better way, in the field of life and death five days later, facing Cui Tinghao, who is in the seventh level of the Houtian Realm, he will have no power to fight back.
He slowly shifted his gaze to the long knife stuck on the ground next to him. This stone chamber looked like an ordinary cave, but he had tried it with other weapons. At most, they only left some traces and could not be damaged at all.
.
But this long knife was half-entrapped, which shows that this knife must be extraordinary. If it is unexpected, it may be able to hurt Cui Tinghao...
"Senior, the situation forces me to lend a hand."
Qin Changan bowed slightly towards the stone tomb, stretched out his right hand to hold the handle of the knife, and the spiritual power in his body traveled wildly through his meridians, and finally gathered on his right arm, with a solemn expression.
He tried it once when he first came in. At that time, he used both arms and pulled it out for two hours without moving the sword even an inch. Now that he only has one hand, his hope is even slimmer.
"rise!!"
With a low cry, Qin Changan firmly grasped the handle of the knife and pulled it up. Green meridians emerged on his right arm, and the shallow spiritual power in the meridians poured into his arm.
Buzz buzz!!
The long knife screamed, and the body of the knife trembled slightly, as if it was about to break out of the ground at the next moment, but no matter how hard Qin Changan tried, it was indifferent, and he felt that he could not break through at all.
"Give it to me, come out!!"
Qin Changan roared loudly, his eyes widened, and he roared in a low voice. He had been fighting monsters in the Youlang Mountains for many years. His physique was already different from ordinary people, and his arms were strong enough to weigh ten thousand kilograms. At this moment, his right arm was completely exploded.
Click!!
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, the right hand's jaw was bruised and bloody under the friction, and his thumb was broken due to excessive force, but he still did not give up.
He is a disabled person now. In the duel five days later, he can die, but he will have to drag Cui Tinghao with him.
What Qin Changan didn't notice was that as the tiger's mouth broke open, his blood slowly flowed down the handle and onto the long sword, and then slowly disappeared, as if it was absorbed by the blade.
As the blood flows, the blade is also changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally simple and dark blade body now becomes strangely blood red, and strange lines emerge.
Boom!!
A moment later, a terrifying murderous aura erupted, covering the entire stone room. Qin Changan, who was holding a long knife, bore the brunt of it. The murderous aura followed the long knife directly into his body, and a large number of meridians were instantly blown to pieces, causing him to let out a shrill scream.
Scream.
Countless evil spirits and murderous aura rushed into his body arrogantly, all converging on his heart, as if they were wrapped around his heart like threads.
Buzz buzz!!
His heart was injured and Qin Changan screamed, but he still gritted his teeth and showed no intention of letting go.
The endless murderous aura originates from the heart, blends into the blood, and impacts his whole body along the blood vessels. Whether it is the aorta or capillaries, everything is filled with evil aura.
You must know that blood vessels are the most complex thing inside the human body, and their number is countless. They cover every part of the human body densely, and contain endless mysteries and treasures of the body.
The murderous aura traveled throughout the body, and finally gathered in the abdomen, spiraling into a huge red vortex, and a bloody long knife slowly emerged in the middle of the vortex.
"Lingyuan?"
Holding back the tearing pain from his body, Qin Changan kept his mind and looked into his body. The moment he saw the blood knife, he was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As the blood knife took shape, the meridians throughout the body were instantly reshaped, glowing with a faint red light.
At the same time, the evil spirit hovering in the heart seemed to be stimulated by the murderous aura, completely wrapping the entire heart in it, and in the middle, a small crimson flame loomed.
"What is this?"
As the flames took shape, the severe pain that originally came from his body was gradually disappearing. Unprecedented heat was spreading from his heart to his whole body. Outside, Qin Changan was completely engulfed in flames, and his clothes were burned in just an instant.
Almost exhausted.
His skin was suffering from terrible pain, but heat flowed throughout his body. Moreover, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his level had begun to rise sharply.
The first level of acquired heaven... the second level... the fourth level...
It continued until the fifth heaven before the speed finally slowed down, but it was still growing. This growth stopped until it broke through to the sixth heaven of the acquired world.
"Sixth level of acquired heaven realm!"
Feeling the powerful spiritual power filling his body, he looked excited. He didn't know what level of awakening his blood was, but all the blood vessels had undergone remodeling. Even the broken bones of his left foot and left arm had no idea when.
Reunited.
The next moment, the blood knife came loose, and Qin Changan pulled it out from the ground with a snap. Because the force was too strong and the speed was too fast, the blood knife slashed upwards and blasted a terrifying bloody sword energy on the wall of the stone chamber.
Qin Changan staggered a few steps, sat down on the ground, holding the blood knife in his right hand, and looked at the huge crack on the wall not far away with bright eyes.
It was so terrifyingly powerful that just the force of the knife slashed accidentally could shatter the stone chamber. This knife seemed even more terrifying than I imagined.
What is the identity of the senior who died here...
"It turns out that blood is needed to activate the true power of this sword. No wonder it couldn't be pulled out before. After the blood faded away, its power was greatly weakened, and it couldn't easily cut through the weird stones in the stone chamber."
Looking at the blood knife in his hand that was gradually dimming, Qin Changan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with joy in his eyes. He originally wanted to use the power of the knife to find an opportunity to die with Cui Tinghao, but he didn't expect that the long knife could temper the body and shape the spiritual source.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone futon again, he was running the Little Ying Tian Jing. This time, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to have found an entrance and poured into his body crazily, filling his spiritual source.