The First Cause of All Realms

Gudong~

The burning sensation came from the tongue, through the throat, and fell into the stomach bag, like the sound of a stone falling into a deep well.

This is the blood exchange Great Dan.

It has been nearly half a year since he exchanged ten blood exchange Great Pills from Yu Fengxian with his fine gold armor.

Feeling almost the same, Yang Yu didn't delay, he swallowed the golden beans while the ingredients were being refined.

Concentrated.

Yang Yu's five senses have reached their limit. At this moment, he can clearly perceive every muscle and every inch of his body.

Further refinement, to the viscera, and even more subtle places.

He 'saw' the blood exchange Great Dan soaked in gastric juice, and saw that the Dan Yi was peeled off layer by layer.

Inner qi comes from blood qi, and blood qi is omnipresent. Through inner qi, he subconsciously wants to speed up the speed. Then, he 'sees' the folds in his stomach bag and twists it suddenly.

He actually crushed the blood-changing Great Pill!

Boom!

The turbulent heat flow exploded in an instant!

Not surging, but blasting!

From the viscera and stomach to the subtleties of blood in the whole body, it only takes a blink of an eye.

Phew!

Yang Yu's breathing was stagnant, and he did not know that his mouth and nose were closed, and even the pores all over his body were tightly closed at the same time.

With too many experiences of swallowing medicinal pills, he has already mastered how to prevent the medicinal pills from being lost, that is, turning to internal breathing.

The inner breath comes from the Turtle Breathing Exercise, which is one of the several inferior martial arts he has refined in the past three months.

His long breathing for half a day was for the operation of the Turtle Breathing Technique at this moment.

At this time, it worked wonders!

At this moment, Yang Yu only felt that his whole body was hot, and the terrifying heat flow stimulated his inner fire, as if he was going to burn him completely from the inside out!

And this is not an illusion.

Yang Yu, who can look inward, can clearly perceive that his body temperature is rising, his blood is rushing, and his skin is turning red as blood under the impact of the blood!

But he didn't let go of his pores.

Instead, he wanted to use this rare great pill to push himself to a higher level of blood exchange!

During these few months of meditation, he refined one ingredient after another, and witnessed the state of mind and experience of one master after another creating and practicing.

This seems to have much to do with martial arts, but it is consolidating his foundation.

Gradually, he realized the mystery of blood exchange.

A long time ago, the exchange of blood did not need thirteen times, but it was done overnight, but because the mortality rate was too high, there were only one success.

Later, warriors would incorporate the exchange of blood into the five stages of foundation building, so that this "exchange", which was originally only accessible to those who had mastered the five stages, became the beginning of the road to martial arts.

In other words, the exchange of blood could have been accomplished overnight, as long as the five levels were completed, and it was completed.

"Unfortunately, what I practice is the present method. I don't have the five major stages, and I can't achieve it overnight. Completely change the blood... The blood change is the martial arts?"

The thought of regret flashed by.

In Yang Yu's heart, all kinds of scriptures, martial arts secrets, and some secrets that ordinary people can't touch, welled up.

Although I can't expect to change blood overnight and become a Martial Saint.

However, he has the confidence to completely digest the medicinal power of this Great Pill and push himself to a higher level of blood exchange.

hum!

The heat was rolling and flowing, through the blood all over the body, rushing away and scouring again and again.

This seems to be very fast, and it seems to be an extremely long process.

At the same time, danger also ensues.

The scalding blood stimulated the blood vessels, causing the internal organs and even the muscles and bones to groan unbearably.

Gradually, Yang Yu felt fear.

Unfounded fear.

After fear, comes anger.

Make him want to roar in the sky and beat his chest with anger!

Then, fright, panic, sadness, desire... all kinds of emotions came one after another, like a storm flooding into my heart.

"Is this the demon of the ancient method of exchanging blood?"

Feeling the incomparably confused emotions, Yang Prison endured the pain, but at the same time, he also laughed.

The rush of blood, the rise of body temperature, and the groaning of organs will inevitably cause the disorder of various inconspicuous things in the human body.

In this world, the warriors call it the inner demon.

In his previous life, this seems to be called hormones?

At the same time as such a thought came to mind, Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes!

Swish!

At the gate of the palace, Xiao Wu, who was staring at him intently, was shocked and shocked. With his full attention, he could see very clearly.

I saw the flash of light when he opened his eyes!

Eyes, can also shine? !

Xiao Wu staggered back a step, and heard a 'tick' sound, opened his eyes wide to see, and saw a drop of viscous blood dripping from Yang Prison's nostrils.

There was also a drop of blood oozing out of the corners of his wide eyes.

Then, the quarrel, the ears...

"Master Yang!"

Xiao Wu paled in horror and was at a loss.

He wanted to rush up, but he was afraid of disturbing his practice, so after exclaiming, he tightly covered his mouth.

He watched Yang Yu bleed from the seven orifices, and when he arrived, his whole body was dyed red with blood, as if blood was seeping out of the pores of his body.

Is this more than terrifying?

It's just a horror!

Seemingly frightened, Xiao Wu didn't come back to his senses until Yang Yu got up and finished drinking the water he had prepared, and then washed and washed away the filth from his body.

He sniffed in disbelief:

"Yang, Master Yang... You, you, are you changing blood?"

Xiao Wu was surprised.

After following Yang Prison, he also changed his blood once, and it was considered that he embarked on the road of martial arts.

But although he was a thriller that time, it was nothing compared to what he saw before.

"What is not a blood exchange?"

Yang Yu let out a deep breath of turbid air, and the blood color all over his body slowly fell.

But in his body, there was still unspeakable heat and arrogance, which made him unable to help but want to scream up to the sky, find someone to fight, and vent.

But he is no longer the one he was when he first exchanged blood. Although it was very hard work, he still managed to restrain himself.

He has a better place to go than to run wild.

As his thoughts turned, he sat down cross-legged against the iron pool again, the hot lava molten iron was still bubbling, but the Xuan Ying Pearl was more than ten times smaller than it was before March.

It looked like it was only the size of a human head.

"Is this really a blood exchange?"

Xiao Wu was at a loss, and smiled bitterly, only to feel that he had risen before, and his thoughts of practicing martial arts were completely dispelled:

"Then, then I still don't practice martial arts..."

This is too scary.

"Farming, you are afraid of hard work, you have no brains in doing business, and you are afraid of danger when practicing martial arts. Then in your life, you can only hang out on the streets..."

With his hands resting on his dantian, like a little Tai Chi, Yang Yu's expression was calm:

"I will still teach you martial arts, but whether you learn it or not depends on you."

Xiao Wu looked stunned, not knowing what to think.

Yang Yu slowly closed his eyes and fell into seclusion again.

Although Xuan Yingzhu is only as big as a head, it is still enough for him to refine a few pieces of ingredients. He is a very frugal person, so how can he waste it?

hum~

In the cauldron of gluttony, there are still all kinds of ingredients flying around.

However, Yang Yu did not refine the ingredients, and his eyes fell on the progress bars on the cauldron:

【Blood exchange progress: the ninth time (qi and blood like an elephant)】

[Ten Capital Level: Nine Bulls and Two Tigers (First Level)]

[Superior martial arts: Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrows (3rd Rank) One Kill in Ten Steps (3rd Rank) Ghost Shadow Catcher (3rd Rank) Ghost Shadow Illusory Steps (2nd Rank) Black Whale Swallowing the Sea Art (2nd Rank) 】

[Zhongcheng Martial Arts: Traveling around Liuxu (8th tier) Decapitation Knife (8th tier) Copper Head Iron Arm Technique (4th tier) Split Sea Palm (3rd tier) Lion Roar Technique (3rd tier)…]

[Low-level martial arts: Zhufeng step (ninth layer) tiger claw catcher (ninth layer) Turtle Breathing skill (eighth layer)...]

[No-grade rank: The old mother Xianger Shiqilu (the eighth grade of the middle class) armor training method (the sixth step of the middle class) The magic of armour and armor (the sixth step of the middle class)]

……

The progress bar on the top of the cauldron is more numerous than ever before. At first glance, it is densely packed.

This is the fruit of his hard work day and night for the past three months.

In just three months, three high-level martial arts plus two unclassified different arts entered the door, anyone who knew about it would be stunned.

And if anyone knew that this was because Yang Yu was limited by his own blood qi level and had insufficient inner qi, he would have been so shocked.

"The potential of the decapitation knife is here. Unless I get more knife skills, it is impossible to push it forward with my current background..."

Yang Yu felt some regrets in his heart.

This trump card that he used to have, also brought him a vulgar name. Although it can keep up with his footsteps at this time, it can no longer press the bottom of the box.

My mind was flying~www.novelmt.com~Yang Yu remembered Yu Fengxian's mouth that never left his body, which was exactly like the Yanyue Knife that was like a Leng Yansaw.

pity……

Yang Prison stood quietly in the gluttonous cauldron, thinking about all the hard work he had done in the past three months, and silently venting the restlessness of various emotions caused by the breakthrough of blood energy.

After a long, long time, he emptied all his emotions and regained his calm.

"I don't know if I can do some tricks under that King Zhao of the West Palace with my current martial arts skills?"

Looking at the 'Nine Bulls and Two Tigers Recipe' surrounded by many ingredients, Yang Yu was a little bit eager to move.

In the past three months, the most difficult thing for him was not the boring practice in the underground palace, nor the loneliness with no one to communicate with, but the eagerness to try due to the improvement of martial arts.

He wanted to return to the Liuji Mountain battlefield more than once, and wanted to meet the famous black armored cavalry who shook the world again, and that one, the **** of war in the army, Henry Zhang, the king of Zhao of the West Palace.

However, he restrained himself again and again.

Until now, he had made a breakthrough in blood exchange and made great progress in martial arts. He asked himself that he could exert the power of superior martial arts. This impulse could no longer be suppressed.

This may be his inner desire, or it may be the sequelae of a riot in his internal organs.

He didn't want to be suppressed.

"Refining!"

In a flash of thought, the recipe released a glorious light, covering him.

In the next moment, the light and shadow flow, and the mountains and rivers change.

In front of his eyes,

The setting sun is like blood, and the flags are hunting.