"Do you know why mortals who want to join the Tao must soak their bodies with animal blood to strengthen their muscles and bones?" The mountain man said, interrupting Jiang Dongyu's meditation.

In the practice of martial arts, physical training is the first priority. However, if the human body is weak, if you want to enter the Tao, you can only conquer the heaven and earth.

Spiritual treasures are created by heaven and earth, so treasures from heaven and earth are hard to find and are the most precious treasures for spiritual practice. Ordinary people do not have these resources, so they use the blood pool method to seize the fortune. The blood pool method uses the blood of spiritual beasts as the cornerstone. Only by successfully surviving

After experiencing the pain of burning the body with animal blood, you can hope to break through the body refining realm and become a master of the mortal transformation realm. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, you can only be a mortal, outside the Tao, and if you don't enter it, you will only be able to use the blood pool method.

It can only be effective in the body refining realm.

These are things that everyone knows, Jiang Dongyu naturally knows, but he has not been able to refine his body before, and has never soaked his body with animal blood.

"In the ancient times, eight races were respected, namely the God Race, the Monster Race, the Spirit Race, the Demon Race, the Celestial Race, the Soul Race, the Desolate Race, and the Buddha Race. The people of these eight races were uniquely blessed by nature, and they were born with good fortune.

Those who must enter the immortal way must enter the immortal way, and now there are only four races left among the eight ancient races. The four races of spirit, demon, sky and desolate have long since declined and cannot be seen. Even such a powerful race cannot always dominate Yunei in the long river of time. Instead, the human race has begun to develop.

, all over the five realms, the human race has become an immortal and spread its branches, and the turning points are all because of one person." Speaking of this, the eyes of the people in the mountain showed deep admiration, and they single-handedly changed a clan and created the human race.

No matter who he is or what race he is, he has to admire such a person who cultivates the system and opens up the path to immortality for the human race.

"This man was revered as the Blood Ancestor by the eight ancient tribes. He knew very well that the human race had shortcomings, could not be created, and could not enter the Tao, so he created a method called Dragon Prison Bloodline Art. The blood pool method that you use to infiltrate your body with animal blood now also originated from this.

, but this is just the surface of the evolution of the Dragon Prison Bloodline Art. Later, more and more immortals in the human race began to create their own methods. The martial arts of the human race began to get on the right track, and there were more ways to transform from the mortal world.

There are many choices, panaceas, and treasures from heaven, materials, and earth, but these resources are precious. Just like in Peach Blossom Town where you are, everyone can still only use the blood pool method to refine the body, which shows the contribution of the blood ancestors to your human race."

"What's the point of telling me these secrets?" Jiang Dongyu was puzzled.

"I have seen the Blood Ancestor's method. This method really contains great wisdom. The understanding of bloodline is unprecedented. No wonder the Blood Ancestor's body is not weaker than the eight ancient tribes. It is a pity that this method can only be practiced by the human race. At the beginning, the Blood Ancestor thought

The Dragon Prison Bloodline Art was passed on, allowing the human race to become the ninth ancient clan. However, it was stopped by the eight ancient clans. The Blood Ancestor also suffered a catastrophe and was forced into the forbidden areas of the ten directions. Therefore, the human race did not have the authentic Dragon Prison Bloodline Art.

All spiritual beasts in the world are descendants of our demon clan, and spiritual beasts will become demons when they become immortals, so the authentic method of Dragon Prison Bloodline Art lies in our demon clan, are you willing to learn it?"

Jiang Dongyu was confused for a moment, could he really practice the methods of the Blood Ancestor, and how could he practice martial arts now that three of his limbs were blocked?

"The Blood Ancestor wanted to pass this method down, but he didn't have the chance. Therefore, even the Blood Ancestor himself doesn't know whether others can practice the Dragon Prison Bloodline Judgment. Do you dare to practice it?"

Not everyone is a Blood Ancestor. The Dragon Prison Bloodline Technique can change a person's bloodline. You can imagine how defiant it is. Even the eight ancient tribes were afraid and forced the Blood Ancestor into the forbidden areas of the ten directions. They were just acting against the will of heaven.

He must be punished by God, and there must be great dangers involved. If he is not careful, his body will be shattered and his bones will be brittle.

"Can you undo the seals on my three limbs first?" Jiang Dongyu asked, this is what he is most concerned about at the moment.

"I have been sealed away by the Five Elements Foshan for five thousand years. It is much worse than you. I understand your mood, but you don't know my despair. Now it is my limit to let you enter the scroll. Of course,

I can't help you unseal it. If you can enter the Qiankun Painting Way, the seal will be unsealed by itself. Otherwise, there is only..." The mountain man sighed.

"I don't want to wait anymore. You can wait for five thousand years, but I can't. Give me the Dragon Prison Bloodline Art." Jiang Dongyu's eyes were as bright as fire and light. Even if there was a cliff in front of him, he would step on it. He would practice the Blood Ancestor's Art.

road.

The man in the mountain glanced at it, and a piece of text appeared in Jiang Dongyu's mind. It was the magic formula of the Dragon Prison Bloodline Art. The Dragon Prison Bloodline Art is divided into four levels. The first level is Unyielding, the second level is Dragon King, and the third level is

He is the Human Emperor, and the fourth level is the Blood Ancestor. Each level is divided into three levels: the entry level, the Dacheng level, and the peak level.

The first level of unyielding state is to infiltrate the whole body with animal blood to seize the demon clan's destiny, but this is much more advanced than the blood pool method. The blood level of the blood pool method cannot be high, otherwise mortals will not be able to withstand the power of the blood in it, and

There is no limit to this in the Unyielding Realm. The higher the grade of animal blood, the better. The first blood soak is to build the foundation, which is very important. The more blood that can be absorbed, the more benefits will be in the future. It is just high-grade animal blood.

The power of the blood contained in it is unbearable for ordinary people. Even if the dragon prison bloodline is used to protect the body, there will be heartbreaking pain. If you can endure it, you can leap over the dragon's gate, but if you can't endure it, you will turn into bones.

"You are a demon clan, so your blood level should be very high." Jiang Dongyu said to the mountain man.

"Here you go, don't die." The man in the mountain said coldly. A crack appeared in his hand, and a drop of blood fell. It was just a drop. When this drop of blood fell, it turned into a sea of ​​blood. Jiang Dongyu was instantly washed away by the sea of ​​blood.

Walking, severe pain stimulated Jiang Dongyu's nerves, and Jiang Dongyu's three limbs were numb. But even so, Jiang Dongyu felt that the skin all over his body seemed to have been corroded, and this was also the case. In the sea of ​​blood, Jiang Dongyu

Yu only has a white skeleton left, but the Dragon Prison Bloodline Art protects Jiang Dongyu's spiritual consciousness. As long as Jiang Dongyu doesn't mentally collapse, he will not die. However, this is not easy. Who has only white bones and spiritual consciousness left? Ling Chi

The pain was not as bad as this time. The constant bone-eroding pain had exhausted his spirit. Jiang Dongyu was very sleepy. He wanted to sleep, but he knew that once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

At that time, it will be a pile of real bones. At this time, he is lucky that his three limbs are sealed and he has no feeling. Otherwise, he will not be able to hold on. Even now, he can hardly hold on.

"How could there be such a method? How did the Blood Ancestor do it back then?" Jiang Dongyu was unwilling to give in. He finally solved the mystery of the scroll and learned about his life experience. Now he has the demon clan to guide him and the Blood Ancestor's method.

With such unique conditions for him to practice, his journey has just begun. How could he die in the painting? What does Wuxing City look like, what does Haichuan Empire look like, other empires in chaos, Wangyue Continent, Sunlie Continent, Xingyue Continent, etc.

What is it like to live in Yao Continent? He is unwilling to accept it. He has read all the ancient books and is full of yearning for the world. He has not even set foot in this world, how can he die?

"Bury my bones and body with the blood of beasts, and build the foundation of my unyielding path with my unyielding will."

The sea of ​​blood began to churn, and in just three breaths, all the sea of ​​blood entered Jiang Dongyu's body, and now Jiang Dongyu is lying quietly on the ground, his wheelchair has long been shattered, and his whole body is naked. The soft lines of his originally weak and thin body are clearly visible.

Even his arms are thicker.

He was so tired. After going through that torture, he persevered and fell asleep soundly.

When Jiang Dongyu woke up, it was already the next day. He was not in the painting, but lying on the bed, wearing clean clothes. It must have been changed by Uncle De for Jiang Dongyu.

Jiang Dongyu stood up, walked to the table, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him and took a bite. He cried. It was not a dream, he stood up.

Jiang Dongyu opened the door and looked at the noon sun. His mood was sublimated at this moment. At this moment, he had a strange feeling, as if he had caught something, but he didn't know what he had caught.

"Master." Uncle De came to Jiang Dongyu with a trembling body, already sobbing.

"It's okay, Uncle De, everything is over." Jiang Dongyu said with emotion.

"Okay, okay, God's eyes are open." Uncle De laughed and said, "I'm going to the town to buy groceries and also buy wine. The young master has grown up, so he must have a drink today."

"Okay." Jiang Dongyu nodded fiercely.

After Uncle De left, Jiang Dongyu returned to the room and opened the scroll of the universe. It seemed to be no different from the ordinary scroll, but at this time, Jiang Dongyu actually saw the people in the mountains directly through the scroll. This was different from the first time.

, that time the consciousness was brought into the painting by the people in the mountains, but this time I saw through the painting with my eyes.

"My painting level has improved, but it's a pity that I haven't yet entered the art world, just a little bit behind." The mountain man said regretfully.

Across the scroll of Qiankun, Jiang Dongyu whispered: "What do you call uncle?"

"Now you know how to call me uncle?" Yamanaka sneered.

Jiang Dongyu didn't feel embarrassed, and chuckled: "There is no way to repay the kindness of reincarnation. Besides, you and my father are still old acquaintances, so it is appropriate to call me uncle."

"Okay, I will recognize you as my nephew, just call me Uncle Sun." said the mountain man.

Jiang Dongyu was asked by his husband to stay in seclusion for three months. During this period, he did not have to go to school. When it was time to eat, Uncle De never came back. This made Jiang Dongyu feel uneasy. Uncle De had been responsible for Jiang Dongyu's daily life and had three meals a day.

It has never been out of date, but today there are exceptions.

It wasn't until late at night that Uncle De came back. When he saw Uncle De, Jiang Dongyu suddenly became furious. Uncle De's body was covered with scars, which seemed to have been caused by sticks.

"Who did it?" Jiang Dongyu helped Uncle De to sit on a chair, took out the ointment and wiped it with Uncle De. Every time he saw a green and black stick mark, Jiang Dongyu's heart ached.

"Haha, it's a small injury. I accidentally broke the winery's fine wine. I can't afford to pay for it, so I have to let them beat me up. It won't be a problem." Uncle De smiled sadly.

Jiang Dongyu's face darkened. Uncle De acted cautiously and accidentally broke the winery's fine wine. Jiang Dongyu didn't believe such an argument at all.

"Uncle De went to Plum Winery to buy a bar today." Jiang Dongyu said softly.

Uncle De sighed and said: "Lizi Winery has always had a good reputation. Who would have thought that when I went there today, the people at the winery made things difficult for me. I remember that there was no wine jar behind me, but I smashed a jar of century-old wine.

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