After Yang Guang left, Wu Xin did not leave immediately or follow him secretly. Instead, he chose to retreat in the mansion.
In the secret room, Wu Xin waved his hand and took out the corpse of the divine monk Guangci, as well as a fist-sized ball of blood glowing with bright golden light. It was like a heart made of pure gold, more like a work of art.
Although it is a lifeless corpse, it is still extremely coercive, comparable to the great monk at the peak of refining the god who is exerting coercion. The hole in the chest is covered with blood, but it does not flow very slowly. It is not the blood of a normal person, or even
The bleeding has obviously stopped, and it seems that the divine monk Guangci is still alive.
In addition, Wu Xin could still feel that the heart in his hand was still beating, which was quite magical.
This is fairy.
"The magic of attracting stars!"
Wu Xin didn't observe much, and after realizing it, he turned his right hand into a palm and pressed it on the heart of the corpse.
The blood, which was bright red and glowing with golden light, emerged and was slowly sucked out. It seemed to be living blood, but it was very reluctant.
You know, if you were an ordinary person, your heart would have been punched out of your chest, and the blood would have flowed out like a spring. How could it be like now, when it is sucked hard and slowly, like heavy water or molten iron.
time flies……
It was estimated that it took Wu Xin four or five hours to basically absorb the blood from the corpse. The blood gathered together was the size of a human being and weighed a thousand kilograms. Even Wu Xin's mental strength, a great literary cultivator, was somewhat unable to bear it.
In addition, the blood was drained, but the corpse was not shriveled but turned into a mummy. The skin was just a little duller, but the muscles were still full.
Through the hole in the chest, without the shock of blood, it is obvious that the bones are made of gold...golden bones.
"Immortal-level corpse, covered with treasures!"
This thought came to Wu Xin's mind.
If this corpse falls into the hands of a master of weapon refining, he can easily refine several magical weapons, whether it is skin or bones. Even flesh and blood, bone marrow, etc., a master of alchemy can also refine heaven-level elixirs.
Of course, with Wu Xin's current level of strength, status, and wealth, he would not care about these things.
Previously, Wu Xin wanted to use his "immortal blood" to continue practicing the "Xuan Gong of Reincarnation" after killing and collecting the corpse of Guangci Divine Monk in public.
After all, Wu Xin's biggest reliance now is the Samsara Golden Body. To reach the realm of the Samsara Golden Body, except for immortal blood, the rest is basically ineffective. Even with the blood of a great monk, the effect is minimal. It is estimated that after ten or eight years of hard work, it can
Somewhat effective.
The Umbrella of Reincarnation of All Beings!
The above thoughts passed by in a flash, Wu Xin didn't express much emotion, he held up his precious umbrella, collected the blood into the umbrella, and then slowly released it...
"Crackling..."
Immortal-level blood energy fell, the "Xuan Gong of Reincarnation" was running, Wu Xin felt like nectar, and there was a continuous sound of bones in the body like fried beans.
Wu Xin could clearly feel that his still stagnant body was strengthening crazily and deteriorating...
If Wu Xin is peeled off, it can be seen that the bones that were originally glowing with golden light are completely transforming into golden bones...
There is no time to practice.
Unknowingly, the blood of Guangci Divine Monk has been exhausted, and more than two days have passed.
The peak of the early stage of the Samsara Golden Body has not even been reached in the middle stage.
You must know that Guangci Divine Monk is good at body training, and his blood energy is much richer and stronger than those in the same realm, which is why he has this effect.
Wu Xin estimated that if he wanted to break through to the mid-term, he would need at least the same amount of blood as the divine monk Guangci.
I want to obtain the blood of eight or more immortal-level characters from the mid to late stage.
If you want to reach the peak in the later stage, or even break through the reincarnation golden body, you will be above thirty...
No hope!
Wu Xin doesn't know many secrets, especially the secrets of the Immortal level, but he also knows that in the entire world, there will not be more than ten Immortal-level people...
"Who dares to break into Prince Wu's Mansion?!"
While Wu Xin was lamenting, a loud shout echoed throughout the world, a dozen or so warriors exploded with momentum, and there were even sounds of countless swords being unsheathed, and the sound of strong bows being tightened.
This place is just Wu Xin's temporary residence, not the real Prince Wu's palace.
However, the place where Wu Xin is located is Prince Wu's Mansion.
"boom……"
A mountain of pressure like a sea descended from the sky, covering the entire mansion, making everyone feel as if they were on the bottom of the sea, suffocating. Even Wu Xin felt a lot of pressure.
"Amitabha!"
The majestic and loud voice of proclaiming Buddha rang out, followed by several loud noises. It was obvious that the guards in the mansion fought against the visitor and lost!
"White Horse Temple?!"
Wu Xin frowned and thought, Prince Wu's Mansion is not what it used to be, and there are not many people who dare to break in and can do so.
Even if you have the strength to break in, no one will do it if it is not necessary. It is not worth it. For example, in the palace, there are many people who can break in, but very few people will break in. The consequences are not difficult to imagine.
Outside the secret room.
Fourteen old monks wearing cassocks came across the sky, floating in the sky and threatening the whole government.
Six of them landed at the back of the mansion, above the main hall where Wu Xin was in the secret room; eight of them landed in all directions of the mansion in the direction of the Eight Diagrams, quite like a catch-all attack.
These old monks did not hide and sneak around, so naturally they alerted everyone in the house immediately.
Hong Bo, Hua Gonggong, Elder Di Zhen and other four great cultivators at the peak of God Refining immediately took action, but were knocked down in the air within a few moves. They were all injured. Elder Di Zhen even spurted out blood.
This situation immediately frightened many people in Prince Wu's Mansion. After all, Uncle Hong, Eunuch Hua and others already represented the highest combat power of Prince Wu's Mansion.
None of them were good enough. Others who rushed forward were looking for death. This group of monks obviously came with bad intentions and showed no mercy.
There was the sound of dense footsteps and dense figures pouring out from everywhere, waiting in full formation.
However, the momentum did not explode, and the iron-blooded evil energy was not condensed. Otherwise, with 10,000 silver-armored guards and 10,000 iron-armored guards hidden in the mansion, it would be easy for the iron-blooded evil energy to condense.
Of course, most of the golden-armored military guards are not here and are still carrying out the task of subduing the Demon Sect, which also makes others even more cautious.
"White Horse Temple?! You are so brave. You assassinated the Holy Emperor before, and now you have forced your way into Prince Wu's Mansion. Do you want to assassinate Prince Wu?"
When countless people speculated on the identity of the visitor, Hua Gonggong had a gloomy and delicate face, but he was obviously extremely fearful, and asked in a high-pitched voice.
There is not much difference between the six old monks in front of Mr. Hua. Anyway, they all have long eyebrows and long beards, and their beards are like snow. They have an obvious sense of age and a little bit of an illusion that they are about to die.
However, Eunuch Hua was slapped in mid-air by the thin old monk with white eyebrows before. If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Just a slap!
"Immortal-level people! You two, is this world crazy..."
During the questioning, Eunuch Hua sounded stern and his heart was trembling.
Two immortal monks, four peak god refiners, eight late god refiners...
This is White Horse Temple!
"Amitabha! Cause and effect cycle, retribution is unhappy. Where is King Wu?"
The leader, a tall old monk with a snowy eyebrow and a drooping face, clasped his hands and shouted. At the end of the sentence, he shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing countless people's ears to buzz and their blood to surge... (To be continued.
