Even Zhuo Bufan, who was calm in nature, could not help but feel surprised and shocked.
The "blood vessels" under the leaves connect the entire blood tree and can continuously absorb the power of qi and blood from the blood.
This change made Zhuo Bufan stunned for a while, and then he roared wildly in his heart. There was no way out. Unexpectedly, such a change would occur when he cultivated the third sea of blood with blood fruit.
The blood fruit is the essence of the blood tree condensed, and he practices on the blood tree leaves and forms a connection with each other.
Facing the magnificent and continuous influx of qi and blood, Zhuo Bufan calmed down his mind and continued to operate the third level of the Chaos Body Refining Art. The influx of qi and blood must be activated by corresponding exercises, otherwise it will only be absorbed but not refined.
In the end, it will only cause the sea of blood to burst out of control, and even the soul will be destroyed.
If it were an ordinary person, facing such a huge influx of qi and blood, he would definitely be unable to digest it and would even panic.
But for Zhuo Bufan, this is nothing. The qi and blood required by the Chaos Body Refining Technique is simply unimaginable.
Four months passed in a blink of an eye.
"The third level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique has been completed." Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.
He had tried his best to overestimate the blood volume in the blood tree, but finally found that what he estimated was just a drop in the ocean. The power of the blood in the whole blood tree was beyond his imagination, and he forced him to refine chaos.
The practice of the body technique has reached the third level of perfection.
If you continue to practice, you can only practice the fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique...
This was originally something worthy of happiness. The only thing that made him frown was that he could not actively disconnect from the blood tree, which meant that he could only continue to refine qi and blood until he could not continue to refine.
"The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique is ten times higher than the third level... If you can persist until the blood tree consumes qi and blood, it is best if you can't persist... the huge qi and blood cannot be refined, and it will eventually burst into the body.
, the soul and soul are destroyed..."
Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed a look of worry. He was in a difficult situation now and had no way to leave.
In this boring practice, time passes by. Zhuo Bufan must always stare at the changes in the blood sea. Four years have passed in a blink of an eye...
The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique has also entered the realm of small perfection, and there is only one or two years left before the Great Perfection.
"The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique is about to reach its peak and perfection. The blood and energy power in the blood tree is still continuous, endless... If I continue like this, I will not be able to continue to refine it at all, and the blood and energy will eventually burst into my body...
"Zhuo Bufan frowned.
During this period, he had tried to break away from the connection with the blood tree many times, but there was no way. Those transistor-like tentacles had already taken root in it and merged into one.
If you forcefully break it, the sea of blood will explode and die.
The only way is to reduce the speed of blood and blood flowing in, but this is also a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Sooner or later, the fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Art will be perfect. At that time, there is no way to continue to refine qi and blood, so he only
Be able to leave the will of heaven.
...
Temple of Misty Rain.
The Scarlet Protector walked into the main hall. Since Zhuo Bufan entered the Gods and Demon Ruins, the hall master Xiao Jing has been in seclusion since he came back, giving most of the rights in the Smoky Rain Temple to Fierce Red.
"I've seen the Lord of the Palace." Feihong knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully.
Xiao Jing was half lying on a jade throne, and the charming aura radiated around him became stronger and stronger. Even if he didn't dare to take a look at Crimson.
At the same time, Feihong discovered that the aura on Xiao Jing's body was declining and her strength was declining seriously. However, this was the secret of the Temple of Yanyu and she could not reveal it.
Now that Zhuo Bufan is not in the temple, Xiao Jing's strength has declined. If other temples know about it, it might cause some trouble. After all, the trees in the Smoky Rain Temple are now attracting wind, and two masters appear, and they have already pressed other temples to the bottom of their feet.
"Flame Hong, you are already familiar with most of the things in the temple. I am ready to promote you to the deputy hall master." Xiao Jing said softly.
Fierce red looked up, revealing a look of confusion and surprise, "Lord of the Palace, this..."
"Don't be surprised. The deputy hall master went to the Demon God Ruins. I don't know if I can come back, and my situation is not optimistic... The Temple of Smoke and Rain is a place to protect human practitioners. If the Temple of Smoke and Rain is gone, the life of human practitioners will be the ones.
It will be even worse, you should know." Xiao Jing said.
"From now on, you are the deputy hall master of the Smoky Rain Temple. All the resources in the hall can be given to you for cultivation, and strive to break through the dominant realm."
"Lord of the Palace, my subordinates will definitely live up to your expectations." Feihong knew that Xiao Jing had made up his mind, so she could only kneel down on her knees and accept the position of deputy Taoist master.
Although the news that Zhuo Bufan entered the Demon God Ruins was blocked, and Xiao Jing also guarded the Yanyu Temple and claimed that he was in seclusion, there was no airtight wall in the world.
At some point, Zhuo Bufan entered the Demon God Ruins and was preparing to find a way to leave the Tianling Sea, and it spread like wildfire.
Other temples intend to provoke conflicts in the ancient battlefield, injured fairy Lianfeng, and the Yanyu Temple did not make any noise, and Xiao Jing did not appear, making the other temples more suspicious.
After all, the Temple of Smoky Rain belongs to human cultivators, and now it is under the Yanghuo Temple and the Yinsha Temple bows its head, which has long caused dissatisfaction among many demon cultivators.
...
On the blood tree, in the blink of an eye, Zhuo Bufan frowned closer and closer in the past two years. The fourth level of the Chaos Body Refining Technique has been completed and cannot continue to refine qi and blood.
But the qi and blood in the blood tree are still flowing in continuously.
"If you continue, the sea of blood will never be able to accommodate so much qi and blood, and will eventually explode and die!" Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, his body seemed to explode, and the tyrannical qi and blood that had not yet been refined was severely suppressed by him.
Let's go.
But this kind of suppression is also a way to quench thirst. Once it cannot be suppressed, the blood will immediately burst out and destroy the sea of blood.
At this moment, a ray of sperm flashed in Zhuo Bufan's mind. Since he could not cut off the connection between the transistors of his body and the blood tree, why not trace the origin and find the core source of the qi and blood in the blood tree, and find a way to cut it off.
As soon as I thought about this, a wisp of divine thought instantly invaded the inner core of the divine tree along the transistor.
The internal core was filled with strong blood and energy, which made Zhuo Bufan feel a little despair. Such powerful blood power was still delusional.
The divine thoughts shuttled through, and the qi and blood became thicker and thicker, and atomized.
In the haze, Zhuo Bufan's divine thoughts came to the most surging place of the blood tree, and he faintly saw a squirming red liquid in the void, about the size of a blue thunder eagle.
Zhuo Bufan was so shocked that it was beyond imagination. The blood and energy power in the blood was simply unimaginable. In terms of quantity, his sea of blood was like a grain of sand and dust in front of the wriggling blood cells.
Not to mention the quality, neither the black ape, the blue thunder eagle, nor the three-headed golden phoenix are comparable, which is beyond Zhuo Bufan's imagination.
He was thinking, suddenly the blood cells squirmed, creating an irresistible suction force, completely absorbing his spiritual thoughts.