Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Xuanmen Kung Fu, Nine Turns of Fire Pill Kung Fu!

This is a secret way to cultivate blood energy, turn it into a pill, round and golden.

Nine layers of true cremation of this pill, a grain of Xuan Gong ginseng into the abdomen!

Practicing "Nine Turns of Fire Pill Kung Fu" can compress the blood energy in the body into a fire pill. Every ray of blood energy is a part of the fire pill, which is continuously tempered under the compression of the fire pill.

Both quality and quantity will increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The most important thing is that in the Ninth Realm of Real Fire, the power of the Fire Pill will increase exponentially every time one level is raised. It is extremely powerful whether it is cultivating blood qi, or dealing with enemies and wounding people. It is equivalent to training blood qi into a rare treasure. .

This is the method of cultivating blood and qi secreted in ancient times. It can not only improve the realm, but also kill monsters against the enemy.

Such Xuanmen exercises are extremely precious. Looking at the world, I am afraid that only the Taiji Academy and the Six Daomen have secret collections, and they will not be easily taught to disciples.

The fire elixir is 10%, which is much more powerful than the inner god art of war like "Maha Mudra of the Sage" and "The Great Sword of Bliss".

"Good stuff!" Zhou Dao was delighted.

This technique not only greatly increased the speed of Zhou Dao's practice, but also invisibly enhanced his combat power.

Today, he is assisted by Qibao Shenhunxiang, majoring in "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy", minoring in "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing", refining pure Yang relics day and night.

I'm afraid it won't be long before he can break through the realm and reach the second level of real fire.

With this in mind, Zhou Dao took out the pure Yang relic.

The pale golden rays of light scattered towards the surroundings like a flame, and each ray was like a misty cloud, surrounding the pure yang relic endlessly.

Zhou Dao held it in his hand, the blood in his body was restless, and the pores all over his body opened and closed.

hum...

Zhou Dao revolves and ignites the incense of Qibao Shenhun, the practice method of "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy".

The pure yang relic was swallowed into the abdomen, and the blood energy in the body immediately surged, circulated along the twelve tendons, and finally flowed into the dantian, surrounded the pure yang relic, absorbed the essence, and gradually formed a ball.

At the same time, Zhou Dao chanted "Xiao Lei Yuan Jing".

Each character is like thunder of different frequencies, shaking the muscles and bones, arousing the resonance of the blood, and absorbing the power of pure yang faster and faster.

Every time the blood energy circulates for a week, it becomes stronger.

call……

In an instant, the room was filled with fragrance, Danxia rose, and the walls trembled with Zhou Dao's breathing.

His aura also rose unconsciously.

...

This night, Ping'an Town enjoyed a rare silence.

Everything is back to normal.

The evil plague was lifted, and many monsters were killed, and this place returned to a quiet and harmonious mountain town.

A group of demon-slaying guards returned home after a night of hard work, and fell asleep sadly with the joy and exhaustion of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

The clouds dissipated, revealing a crescent moon.

On the street, there was a "da da" sound, and a carriage stopped in front of Yu Yaosi's door.

At this moment, Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang were already waiting at the door.

"Tsk tsk, you two are really lucky, you can't die like this."

In the car, a young man got off, and it was the Lord of Ping'an Township, Wang Xuanzhi.

His eyes swept over the two guards, and then at the almost ruined Great Hall of the Demon Master, and he could guess the brutality of the battle last night.

"Lord Zhensi, you are back." Chen Qinggang heaved a sigh of relief, his complexion was still pale, and he needed Zhang Beixuan's support to barely stand up.

"Go in and have a look!" Wang Xuanzhi still looked indifferent.

However, when he just walked into the lobby and saw the puddle of demon blood, an imperceptible gleam flashed in his originally lazy eyes.

"Condensing evil and transforming evil spirits, Old Zhang, your fate is really great!" Wang Xuanzhi said in a deep voice.

Fiend-level monsters are usually dealt with by town-level masters, or by city-level demon masters.

"Good means..."

Wang Xuanzhi frowned,

His expression became more serious.

He looked at the palm prints imprinted in the lobby, and deep doubts flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Wang Xuanzhi stretched out his hand, gently stroking those palm marks, the remaining blood energy was like a ball of flame, scorching hot and abnormally fierce.

"Master Zhensi, can you see any clues?" Wang Hongbo stood aside and couldn't help asking.

The guard with the most senior qualifications in the Demon Control Division had boundless confidence in Wang Xuanzhi.

In his eyes, this young Lord Zhensi is omnipotent.

Wang Xuanzhi remained silent, feeling the residual temperature of that palm print, his thoughts drifted away, and a certain memory emerged in his mind.

On the training ground.

The young Wang Xuanzhi waved his fists, sweat dripped on the ground, wisps of blood escaped from his body.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, come here!"

In the distance, the middle-aged man beckoned, his pale face made the thick beard look a bit dazzling.

"The way of practice is one piece and one relaxation, you have practiced long enough." The middle-aged man said with a smile, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head: "It's not enough, I want to reach the six transformations of the refinement realm as soon as possible like my brother, and practice the inner god art of war."

Speaking of this, the little guy's eyes lit up, as if hiding light, revealing a hint of yearning.

The middle-aged man smiled. He rubbed the little guy's head, raised his head, and looked at the dazzling sunlight.

"Dispelling talismans to transform evil spirits, thoughts to form soldiers..."

"Nine changes in the realm of refinement, you will be your own body after all, if you use fakes to cultivate the truth, you will be the real one..."

The little guy stared at Wu Liuliu with a dazed expression, as if he didn't understand.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, lowered his right hand, placed it on his broken leg, and looked at Wang Xuanzhi, full of hope.

"Xiao Xuanzhi, remember, there is a kind of person in this world who can integrate his spirit into blood... Everything is false, and he himself is the strongest method..."

"If you meet, you must stay away from this kind of person..."

"Brother, did you do it?" the little guy asked in a daze.

"He's almost there..." The middle-aged man sighed, "The ones who can get to this point are truly terrifying."

"How can it be done?"

"Eight words!" The middle-aged man looked at the little guy in front of him, his eyes suddenly burst into a terrified light.

"..."

rumbling...

The dusty memory came to an abrupt end.

Suddenly, the remaining blood energy exploded under Wang Xuanzhi's touch, domineering and fierce, soaring into the sky, surging like a river flooding across all directions.

Zhang Beixuan, Chen Qinggang, and Wang Hongbo's three major guards suddenly changed their colors and retreated abruptly.

They didn't expect that such a terrible scene could erupt from the remaining blood energy, it was as faint as a cloud of smoke, and they couldn't even kick their breath.

Wang Xuanzhi stood still, as if he saw hundreds of palm prints descending from the sky, as dense as a storm.

With a cold snort, the blood in his body surged to the sky, colliding with the atmosphere.

bang bang bang...

There was a loud noise, and the earth trembled.

Wang Xuanzhi's expression was solemn, and he spit out eight words:

"God and Qi are in harmony, and one thought returns to the truth!!!"