Hengtian Xuanhuang Ruler's third-level talent has suddenly shone brightly...
This is definitely an unexpected surprise for Xia Qingyang.
During this period of practice, he indeed always asked the maids who came to deliver meals to bleed and then leave, without any overstep.
Naturally, this is because he understands that he speaks very softly nowadays, and is afraid that if he reveals the slightest clue, these innocent people will die on the spot.
As a result, the merit he gained was naturally very little... Although he wanted to save others, he had to protect himself first.
But one day, this merit suddenly jumped a big step forward, almost filling up the third level of merit!
This is really a baffling thing.
It wasn't until Xue You came to 'trouble' him again later that he understood the reason... But it turned out that it was Xue You who started to imitate him and only let people bleed instead of killing them!
In Xueqi’s words: It’s rare to find a few sweet-tasting ones, but you have to keep them well and don’t waste them!
It is precisely because of her words that Xia Qingyang gained a lot of merit... she can be called a treasure girl.
It also completely opened up Xia Qingyang's thinking... Maybe he can try more in this area?
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There are still two days left before the hundred-day period, and Xia Qingyang does not dare to continue practicing at this time.
After all, if he continues to practice, he will reach the eighth level of foundation building.
And his ability to withstand the cold poison has almost reached its limit at this time... It's not that he can't hold on, but that the cold poison will cause damage to his meridians every time it attacks, and his body can't bear it anymore.
In this demon sect, I can't even practice happily. Xia Qingyang is so melancholy...
Facing the current troubles, he could only rely on the 'Hengtian Xuanhuang Ruler' to save him.
The third-level talent still has four words: thunder, blessing, life, and god.
After a slight reaction, I understood the general meaning of these four words.
The word "Thunder" is naturally another talent blessing, so I won't mention it.
The word ‘blessing’…is still omitted.
The word "生" is the one he must choose this time. It can increase the vitality of the physical body...which is manifested in increasing the body's recovery speed and increasing lifespan.
The word 'God' is what Xia Qingyang regrets the most. It can increase his spiritual power... In fact, if he chooses 'Jing', 'Qi', and 'Shen' in the first three levels, he can probably directly create an innate Tao seed now.
Coming.
It's a pity that now he has to consider his own life first... Without any suspense, the word '生' is highlighted.
The next moment, there was a force of life starting from his lower dantian and spreading throughout his body.
The meridians that had become extremely fragile under the baptism of cold poison many times were immediately moisturized, and then began to recover quickly.
Xia Qingyang narrowed his eyes in comfort... He hadn't tasted this warm feeling for dozens of days.
At the same time, I also completely let go of worries about my future.
The original second level of 'resistance' could not fully cope with his cold poison.
Now that we have added the third level of ‘life’, we are no longer afraid.
Although the cold poison will still attack, as long as he can bear it, his body can recover.
Finally, I was temporarily freed from the constraints of this magic sect technique.
After adapting to life in the blood pool in front of him, Xia Qingyang finally felt that the shackles on his body were slightly loosened.
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Two days passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, he saw his senior brother Xueyi again, and he took him to see Madam Xuanyin... He was finally going to see this master.
Before leaving, he rubbed his face in the mirror to make his face look uglier and gloomier.
Recently, with the word "生" lighting up, his twelve-year-old face was white and rosy, with a bit of collagen overflowing.
Fortunately, there was Taiyin energy on his head, and he immediately felt a cold feeling... His temperament instantly became gloomy.
Good guy, I looked around and found six or seven ghosts squatting in my cave!
Xia Qingyang was startled. He was about to take a closer look, but he had no choice but not enough time, so he could only follow Senior Brother Xueyi to the depths of the Blood Pond Cave.
You don’t know if you don’t walk here. As soon as you walk down, you will find that you will see some pale-faced wandering souls floating past in this long corridor from time to time...
Can you still see these things when you have Taiyin energy in your head?
Xia Qingyang had some curiosity or fear about the new world in her heart, and she suppressed the surprise in her heart and silently followed Xueyi.
It's just that he didn't know it before, but now that he can see it, he will naturally avoid these ghosts subconsciously.
After dodging a lot, the person walking in front of Xue Yi suddenly said: "Why, you can't accept them?"
Xia Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then broke into cold sweat... He realized that he had been negligent.
But this is not a troublesome thing, he said: "It's just a bit uncomfortable..."
Then he realized something and asked again: "Elder brother, why do these ghosts automatically avoid you?"
Hearing this, Xueyi seemed to have reached his point of satisfaction, and said pointedly: "When you kill more people, they will naturally be afraid of you."
Xia Qingyang felt cold in his heart, and said with some flinch on his face: "That's it."
Xueyi seemed to be in a good mood because he was pretending to be invisible in front of Xia Qingyang, so he casually pointed out: "But it is quite troublesome for them to float here all the time, and it will take a long time for them to disperse on their own."
Xia Qingyang thought of a remedy and said quickly: "Then why don't we go find the people from Youhunpo to collect all these ghosts?"
Xueyi snorted coldly and said: "Don't those people dislike the fact that the people who died here are all mortals who have been drained of their essence and blood by us? Such souls are naturally weaker. If evil ghosts or even fierce ghosts can be accidentally produced, the talents of Wandering Hunpo will
I would be interested in coming here once.”
Then he seemed to remember something, looked at Xia Qingyang and said: "Xiaowu, are you at the seventh level of foundation building now?"
Xia Qingyang immediately showed a humble expression.
Just listen to Xueyi say: "This is very good, it's just a little worse than me and Xueyi."
"In this case, I will give you a task as senior brother... After you meet the master, you should find a way to clean up the dirty things in our Blood Pond Cave!"
When Xia Qingyang heard this, three pieces of information instantly came to his mind:
First, this blood suit and the unseen Third Senior Sister Xue Gui are both eight-layer foundation building!
Secondly, Xueyi's mind is actually very small. He only built seven levels of foundations, which was enough to arouse his vigilance.
Third, Xueyi asked him to clean up the "dirty things", probably because he wanted to slow down his cultivation progress... It was still a manifestation of his petty mind.
This information flashed through Xia Qingyang's mind quickly, and he quickly lowered his head and said softly in a reluctant tone: "But... what should I do?"
He looked very reluctant.
Xue Yi showed a playful smile and said: "If you don't know, just find a solution on your own. After you meet the master, you will be an official disciple of my Qing Demon Sect Xuanyin Blood Pool. You can go to the Sutra Collection Building in Qing Demon City.
'Read the classics on the first floor at will... This is all, it can be regarded as a small test for you as a new disciple."
"Of course, if you complete this 'mission', how about I, the senior brother, grant you a secret technique?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingyang quickly showed a smile that changed from 'reluctant' to 'sincerely happy'...
Of course, the latter part is really fun.
I am worried that there is no new way to obtain merit, so isn’t this coming to my door?