Xia Qingyang's meditation lasted for three days at a stretch, and no one in the valley paid any attention to it. They just asked people to follow the old routine.
He just moved the Qi over and over again, and then constantly discovered some areas that could be improved in the details... His Qi movement route and efficiency also remained the same every day for these three days.
In this way, the training in the early stage of becoming a god was completely completed... Song Huo thought that he was accelerating his training in constant battles... Little did he know that if it weren't for these fifty days of high-intensity fighting, he might only need ten days to complete it.
If you can stabilize your cultivation, you will be able to complete the initial stage of spiritual transformation in fifteen days.
He had already condensed his divine thoughts, and all that was left was to refine his true energy.
This efficiency is quite poor...
Forget it, Song Huo did teach him a lot of tips during this period, which gave him a completely different understanding of the blood pool's system of techniques, so it's not a loss.
In the subsequent practice, he began to try to use his high perception to continue practicing "Taiyin Divine Palm"... Unfortunately, this power of Taiyin was too difficult to master, and he made little progress despite all his efforts... No wonder this skill is actually
The more powerful original version of the secret method was shelved, and it would be too difficult for those without special talents to practice it.
After being depressed for three more days, Xia Qingyang was called over by Song Huo.
"Uncle, what do you want me to do?" he asked thoughtfully.
Song Huo said helplessly: "This is already the second time that the more than 300 people have collected blood. According to you, after this blood collection, we should be able to judge whether the strategy we have taken is effective. Don't you have to watch it?"
Do you want some?"
Xia Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "I didn't expect time to fly by so fast."
Song Huo empathized and patted his shoulder and said: "I know you are in urgent need of further study now, but your master's affairs are the most important after all... don't slack off."
Xia Qingyang immediately clasped his fists solemnly and said: "Disciple understands. Master, please lead the way. We will preside over this blood collection together."
The two of them rushed down to the valley, shouting.
It's still winter at this time, but it's like spring all year round in this valley, and there are already many acres of cultivated fields, and even green seedlings have grown in many of the fields... It's quite prosperous.
The prehistoric world is so unreasonable.
They noticed that the more than 300 people who were here at the beginning had gathered voluntarily, each holding a vessel and preparing to present their own blood at the blood collection area... It seemed that they were donating blood voluntarily.
This phenomenon naturally attracted the attention of the more than a thousand people who had just settled down.
Although I already knew the rules here before moving in, I still felt uneasy.
At this time, they were very curious when they saw the "live teaching"... Only by seeing it with their own eyes can they be sure whether it is real.
Xia Qingyang was quite moved when he saw this orderly scene.
These more than 300 people had already distinguished their blood types during the first blood collection, and now they were divided into four large columns and submitted their share of blood in an orderly manner... In fact, seeing this scene, Xia Qingyang felt that the matter was almost settled.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to receive a large amount of merit...
This is when the minds of these three hundred people have settled down.
No, not all three hundred people settled down.
He frowned slightly, then went to a blood collection point with his mask on, and looked at the bowl of blood that had just been collected, which was obviously insufficient...
He said: "There is no need to contain this bowl of blood. Since you are still unwilling, just leave on your own. Why force yourself so much?"
The man who was silently withdrawing from the crowd looked over unexpectedly, seemingly at a loss.
Xia Qingyang didn't look at him, but just said to the people around him: "But once again, never again. If this person still pays such blood next time, please ask him out. We are not a charity."
The people around him immediately took the order and recorded the person's name seriously.
Xia Qingyang then said: "I know you have resentment in your heart, but since you still want to take refuge with us, you shouldn't have such resentment anymore... I can promise you that you can stay in this valley freely, and the people in Blood Flag Village will never
I won’t stop you.”
After he finished speaking, he didn't care how the man could tell. He turned to Song Huo and asked, "Uncle, is there anyone in the village who can tell whether there is resentment in the blood?"
Song Huo nodded and said: "There are three masters in the village who are in the early stages of becoming gods. They have been trained by me over the years. They are considered to be the outer disciples of the blood pool... They can all tell whether the blood of resentment is present."
Xia Qingyang nodded and said: "That's good. Let them screen it again. Don't be careless about the blood you give to Master."
"Let's send these four types of blood first and see what Master needs."
Song Huo nodded upon hearing this, and continued to make arrangements, and everything began to proceed in an orderly manner.
Xia Qingyang felt very comfortable... With such a mature management system, everything could be done just by talking.
Later, he personally participated in this 'blood sacrifice ceremony'.
Song Huo and others opened the altar, and after some practice, they began to pour blood on the stone plate in the middle of the altar.
The amazing thing is that no matter how much blood is poured on the stone plate, it cannot overflow...even if the blood is poured slowly, it will dry up directly.
Through his own spiritual induction, Xia Qingyang was able to determine that his master should be involved in the entire process... The blood here was also directly transferred to the blood pool through this ritual or formation.
After everyone poured the collected four types of blood into it, they began to wait patiently... They were waiting for Madam Xuanyin's response.
After all, whether this blood of no resentment is effective or not depends on Mrs. Xuanyin’s personal evaluation.
Xia Qingyang waited patiently...
Not long after, he heard the voice of his master: "From now on, we only need to collect blood A and C. I want more..."
Blood type A is type A blood, blood type C is type O blood.
Both blood types are useful to Mrs. Xuanyin, which means that Mrs. Xuanyin should have blood type A... Xia Qingyang felt that his master was preparing to do something big.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xuanyin does not have the lowest blood level C, otherwise she would really be guilty.
But these two are also good things...
Song Huo turned to look at Xia Qingyang, his eyes no longer looked at the younger disciples simply, but with respect... It was also the first time in recent years that he felt Mrs. Xuanyin's eagerness.
He asked: "Qingyang, what should we do next? When can we start the second phase of operations?"
Xia Qingyang could feel that Madam Xuanyin's spiritual thoughts were still lingering here, and she was obviously very concerned about this issue.
He still shook his head and said: "It will take at least a month to stabilize people's hearts... The blood of No Resentment cannot be rushed. We must at least wait until the thousands of new people can accept the life here, otherwise we will blindly expand
The scale of the situation will be unstoppable."
Song Huo couldn't help but frown: "Is this a little slow?"
Xia Qingyang said: "It's not too slow. These new people are all desperate people. Now as long as there is a chance to survive, they will naturally take advantage of it... Compared with the three hundred survivors of the previous dynasty, it is actually easier to accept this.
Reality."
"If they are not in poor health at this time and need to be nursed back to health, they can try to collect blood now... But that is fishing in the marsh and is inappropriate."
Hearing this, Song Huo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So, the amount of blood we donate next time should be tripled?"
Xia Qingyang said: "That's more or less the case, but Master doesn't need B blood and D blood, so there's no need to accept these two types of people next time, right?"
Of course there are problems with doing this, but just pretend to be stupid and don't do everything.
Sure enough, Song Huo had already shaken his head and said: "Why don't you collect it? We must collect it all together... Blood pool disciples can only try to suppress the cold poison with evil energy after they have transformed into gods. Many people in my Blood Flag Village can just use it."
Use these rare blood without resentment to cultivate."
Xia Qingyang nodded and said nothing more after hearing this... Although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he really treated these ordinary people as leeks... but this was the best he could do under the current conditions.