Xiaobing looked at the direction in which Yang Xuan was leaving and said calmly, "Martial practitioners are different from ordinary people. If ordinary people lose too much blood, they can recover after a period of training and a little more replenishment."
"But for a martial artist, blood is the foundation for storing essence and absorbing Qi. If he loses so much blood at once, even if the blood is replenished, it will greatly affect his future cultivation."
"This is like, if his current strength is at the intermediate level of martial arts, it is very likely that he will break through to the high level in the future, but because of this blood loss, he will never be able to break through."
Jiang Wennian's whole body was trembling, he closed his eyes and said, "It will take me, Jiang, several lifetimes to repay such a great kindness!"
Yang Xuan was driving the car, his face looked a little pale, and his breath was quite weak.
What Xiao Bing said is right, blood is where martial practitioners store their essence and receive their energy, so the blood of martial cultivators is extremely precious.
Yang Xuan lost so much blood at once, and he looked exhausted.
But the lost blood came back after a few days of replenishment, which did not affect his cultivation.
Xiao Bing was just talking about martial arts cultivators below high level. If they lose so much blood at once, their level of cultivation may remain unchanged for the rest of their lives.
But he would never have dreamed that Yang Xuan's cultivation had already reached a high level, so losing a little blood would only make him temporarily weak, and would not affect his future cultivation at all.
Yang Xuan is not a saint, but if what happened just now will really affect his future cultivation, he will not be stupid enough to pay such a high price for a stranger he has never met.
That's something only a second-rate person can do, and Yang Xuan is not that great.
"Skylark, Haitang, you two stop practicing and come over to help."
Yang Xuan drove to the ancient town and saw the two women practicing sword practice, so he quickly called them over.
"Master, why do you look so bad!"
Seeing that Yang Xuan's face was a little pale, the two women quickly asked worriedly.
"It's okay, lock the door and come in with me."
Yang Xuan placed the black stone on the coffee table in the living room and asked the two women to lock the door, close all the curtains, and turn on only a dim reading light.
"Master, why did you come back holding a stone?"
Skylark pointed at the dark stone and asked doubtfully.
"This is not a stone, it is a treasure."
Yang Xuandao, "Put your hands up, then adjust your breathing, concentrate, and tell me immediately if you feel anything unusual."
Yunque and Haitang were a little confused, but they still stretched out their two white and tender jade hands and touched the stone, and then followed Yang Xuan's instructions to calm their breathing and concentrate.
"Do you feel anything?"
After a long while, Yang Xuan saw that the two girls were silent and asked quickly.
"No, I just think this stone is smoother than ordinary stones." Haitang replied.
"No?"
Yang Xuan was a little confused, something was wrong!
Although Yunque and Haitang's current cultivation levels are not enough to feel the strong murderous aura in the black stone, they have sword spirit talents and should be able to respond to the thing inside.
"Really do not have."
Skylark also followed, "Master, is there anything special about this stone?"
"Did I make a mistake?"
Yang Xuan frowned slightly and said to himself, "It's impossible. If it weren't for the Black Evil Stone, how could it be possible that there was such a strong murderous intention?"
"Master, what is the Black Evil Stone?" Haitang asked curiously.
Yang Xuan supported his chin with his hand and stared at the black stone intently, saying: "In this world, there is a kind of stone called spiritual stone. Spiritual stone is divided into many types, such as black water stone, black soul stone, etc."
"If I guessed correctly, this stone should be a rare black evil stone, with a cub of a black evil unicorn wrapped inside it. Under special circumstances, the cub was sealed in the stone and underwent hundreds of thousands of years of development.
After evolution, the body and the stone merge into one, and it is called the Black Evil Stone."
"The essence and blood of the black unicorn cub inside is the supreme material for forging a peerless divine sword, but it must resonate with the sword user in order to break the stone and take out the cub. Otherwise, even if the sword is finally forged, you two will not be able to
control."
The two girls were confused when they heard it, why did it sound like a fantasy novel?
"You two don't have to be surprised."
Yang Xuan guessed the thoughts of the two girls and said, "In the future, you will face far more evil things than this. Now, first think of a way to communicate with the black unicorn cub inside. You two try again and adjust your breathing."
, you must have no distracting thoughts.”
The two girls once again followed Yang Xuan's instructions, put aside all distracting thoughts, and touched the black evil stone with their hands.
But after a long while, there was still no movement. Then I tried again several times, but there was no response at all.
"That's weird!"
Yang Xuan was certain that this stone must be the Black Evil Stone, but why couldn't it resonate with the two girls?
With the talents of Yunque and Haitang Sword Spirits, it should be easy for them to do it. Is there any link that they have overlooked?
Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes fell on the two black tight-fitting jumpsuits worn by the two women. He was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized, "You two, take off your clothes quickly."
Yang Xuan made a mistake, not too big or too small. He forgot that although the two women had the talent of sword spirits, they were still two ordinary people and could not achieve the state of leaking their breath.
Therefore, it is necessary to take off the clothes on the body, maximize the release of one's breath, and then wrap the black evil stone with body temperature, so that it can respond to the black evil unicorn cub inside.
Seeing that the two women were blushing, Yang Xuandao said, "Let me avoid it first. After you two take off your clothes later, you must hold this stone in your arms together and try your best to use your own body temperature to melt the black evil stone."
Package, only in this way can..."
"Master, there is no need to avoid it."
Haitang blushed and whispered, "We belong to the master, there is nothing to avoid."
After finishing speaking, the two women gently put their hands around their backs and slowly opened the zipper.
Gulu!
Yang Xuan swallowed in frustration, tried hard not to think about those messy things, and said, "Hurry up and hold the stone in your arms, but also make sure that you have no distracting thoughts and feel it with your heart."
The two naked girls followed Yang Xuan's instructions, one on the left and the other on the right, embracing each other and holding the black evil stone in their arms.
"Master, I sensed it. There seems to be something moving inside!"
Within two minutes, the two women suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
Success!
Yang Xuan was overjoyed, and the two women quickly stepped away, raised a palm, put the five fingers together, made a knife with one palm, and slashed at the black evil stone.