Fluorescent physique, this is the name given to Mo Tian’s physique in physical cultivation.
To be able to turn every muscle in your body into a blood vessel requires not only the warrior's physical strength, but also his understanding.
Some people who practice physical training may not be able to develop this kind of physique after hundreds of years of training, but some people can develop it in just a few years.
It was also the first time for Mr. Jin to see this kind of physique, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw the flowing muscles on Mo Tian's back.
"Old Jin, can you hurry up? If I continue to use it like this, my body may not be damaged by the sword energy, but I may bleed to death." Mo Tian closed his eyes tightly and said through gritted teeth.
When Mo Tian said this, Mr. Jin reacted instantly. Seeing the scales on the golden dragon's body that had turned into blood red, he quickly raised his hand and tapped Mo Tian's back, and the blood that was originally spraying out was stopped instantly.
Feeling the spray of blood stop, Mo Tian couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
"If you had been like this, I wouldn't have shed so much blood."
"Ahem, Mo Tian, next I will pull out your spine and put the Jinglong on top. This process is extremely painful. You must bear it! If you fail, you will really die!"
Lao Ning said.
"Come on!" Mo Tian shouted softly.
Mr. Jin nodded, holding the Jinglong Sword in his hand, and lightly scratched Mo Tian's back with the tip of the sword.
I saw a flash of light, and the tip of the Jinglong sword struck the spine again.
The entire bloody backbone was picked out directly, and without the spine, Mo Tian's body suddenly softened.
Even if his mental power was blocked, the discomfort of having his backbone picked out still made Mo Tian very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Jin Lao was quick and placed Jinglong on Mo Tian's empty back the moment he picked out the spine.
According to the length of the Jinglong, the vertebrae cut off by Mr. Jin can be directly placed on the Jinglong.
The moment Jinglong entered Mo Tian's spine, a ray of light quietly erupted from Jinglong's sword.
The golden dragon hovering outside Mo Tian's body also moved towards Jingjing.
Golden light enveloped Mo Tian, and Mr. Jin stood aside with his brow furrowed.
Jinglong is an earth-level warrior, a true earth-level warrior. The sharpness and power of the sword cannot be compared to that of ordinary warriors.
That circling golden dragon is the weapon spirit of Jinglong, a rare animal-shaped weapon spirit.
The purpose of it wrapping Mo Tian is to prevent Mo Tian's essence and blood from flowing out when skinning and removing bones, and also to ensure that Mo Tian's essence is contained in the golden dragon's package.
Now, it has been integrated into the Shocking Dragon Sword, returning all the blood and energy of Mo Tian that it had absorbed before.
Mo Tian, who was originally pale due to excessive blood loss, after the golden dragon merged into the Shocking Dragon Sword, the returned blood energy directly made up for Mo Tian's lost blood energy.
His complexion also gradually became rosy.
Although the vertebrae were removed, the blood energy replenished by the golden dragon made Mo Tian very comfortable and his whole body felt warm.
With his eyes closed and a faint smile on his face, Mo Tian was already immersed in the return of blood.
Mr. Jin, who was watching from the side, suddenly showed a playful smile.
"Mo Tian, you feel very comfortable now. You won't be able to laugh anymore later." Jin Lao said.
Before Jin Lao could finish his sentence, a feeling of discomfort instantly swept through Mo Tian's body.
The terrifying sword energy contained in the Shocking Dragon Sword directly cut into Mo Tian's body wantonly, and the flesh and skin that had only been cut by Jin Lao were cut again.
The muscles that were originally connected together like blood vessels were directly cut into several sections.
The blood that had stopped sprayed out again.
However, this time, no matter how much blood was sprayed, Mr. Jin remained indifferent.
"ah--"
A painful scream came from Mo Tian's mouth, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
Standing aside, Jin Lao clasped his palms together. Now he can only rely on Mo Tian to withstand the raging dragon. The only thing he can do is to **.
puff--
A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out from Mo Tian's mouth. Subconsciously, Mo Tian prepared to put his palms on the ground.
However, just when Mo Tian was about to twist his body, Boss Jin shouted: "Don't move! Stick to your heart! You must let Jinglong completely fuse with your spine. Every large movement will make Jinglong...
Dragon Transformation, now is the fusion period, you can only choose to withstand the sword energy of the shocking dragon wholeheartedly."
"As long as you are distracted or relaxed, Jinglong's sword energy will directly smash your Dantian, and you will become a useless person by then! If you don't say this, when your spirit collapses, Jinglong will not be affected either.
control!"
The violent shout from Mr. Jin instantly made Mo Tian calm down, and his body that was about to twist stopped.
Time passes minute by minute.
Mo Tian's consciousness was extremely blurred.
The Shocking Dragon Sword Qi swept through Mo Tian's body again, and Mo Tian just sat numbly, his body muscles twitching naturally.
Mo Tian had lost count of how many times he had been cut with sword energy.
The only thing he could feel now was the intense itching on his back, like worms crawling on Mo Tian's spine.
The severe pain became less and less noticeable.
Mr. Jin, who was watching Mo Tian nervously from the side, was also stunned when he saw Mo Tian's numb look.
He could see that Mo Tian's consciousness was still there, but he was already in that paralyzed state.
This state is the least likely to occur when burying the sword bone, and it is also the best!
The state of paralysis allows the person whose sword bone is buried to feel no pain, and is still conscious, so there is no need to worry about the body being damaged by the sword.
Moreover, looking at Mo Tian's appearance, he felt that it was very dull. Every impact of the Jinglong on his body would not cause much reaction from Mo Tian.
"This kid..." Mr. Jin couldn't help but say.
However, deep in Mo Tian's mind, he could clearly feel the severe pain coming from his body.
The sea of spirit.
Mo Tian knelt on the ground covered in blood. The severe pain caused his spirit to collapse several times.
However, even in the face of such pain, Mo Tian still held it back forcefully.
With a pale face, Mo Tian raised his head slightly, with only determination in his eyes.
"If I can't bear all this, how will I find An'er in the future, how will I protect Xue'er, and how will I revive the Sword Making Sect! How can I find the true meaning of Shura! It is the way of Shura to endure all the suffering without getting tired of it!"
Mo Tian gritted his teeth and roared. "Bury the sword bones, forge the sword body, and achieve the supreme swordsmanship!"
Outside, Mr. Jin squatted silently beside Mo Tian.
Feeling Mo Tian's soothing breath, he didn't have any worries.
Looking at the light wrapped around Mo Tian's back, the flesh and blood is growing little by little, wrapping the Jinglong Sword.
This is why Mo Tian feels extremely itchy on his back. The muscles in his back are growing little by little, and the itchy feeling of growing new muscles is also very uncomfortable.
Looking at this scene, Mr. Jin had a smile on his face.
It takes at least a day or two for the muscles of the buried sword bone to recover, but Mo Tian started to recover in just a few hours.
Such strong adaptability makes even the forbidden elders a little jealous.
"Mo Tian, when your sword bones are ready, I will give you a big gift!" Mr. Jin said with a smile.
However, just when Mr. Jin was confident that Mo Tian's sword bone was about to be forged, a sudden change occurred.
Blood-red light suddenly erupted from Mo Tian's dantian, and a terrifying aura was released from Mo Tian's body.
Mo Tian's closed eyes quietly opened.
It's not the normal black eyes with white edges, but a blood-red, blood-red glow!
"It is the way of Shura to endure all kinds of suffering without getting tired of it." Mo Tian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly...