Like a stone falling into a deep well, it makes ripples.
Yang Yu sat down on the ground, his hands naturally placed on his lower abdomen, with one hand holding his hands upward, and the other hand pinching his fingers like seals downwards, forming a virtual Tai Chi.
Thirteen blood exchanges, five levels of foundation building.
According to some ancient records, at the earliest, there was no such thing as the "Thirteenth Blood Exchange". Some said that only by building the foundation of five levels and completing the five levels, one could embark on the blood exchange.
However, through the step-by-step refinement of the sages, the current complementarity of blood exchange and foundation building was achieved.
The difficulty of the five levels of foundation building has been reduced, and the risk of blood exchange has been greatly reduced.
The difficulty in changing blood lies in the beginning and end, but this does not mean that everything is smooth sailing in the middle. In fact, too many people are stuck before a certain level and cannot make any progress.
Buzz!
Yang Yu's five senses were raised to the highest level.
At this moment, he captured all the scenes inside his body with extremely clear clarity.
Walking along the inner qi, every organ, every muscle and bone, every inch of muscle and even the blood-transforming elixir falling from the throat can be seen at a glance.
call!
Almost as soon as it fell into his stomach, Yang Yu's body couldn't help but tremble, and a surging medicinal power exploded in his organs in an instant!
"ah…"
The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow instantly swept through the body and mind, and Yang Yu couldn't help but groan.
This burst of medicinal power was so fierce that it lasted only a moment and had spread along his blood vessels and meridians to his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, it was unimpeded and there was no blockage.
In just a moment, Yang Yu's skin was already blood red.
The extremely fast-flowing blood even flowed out of the body, making bursts of "swishing" sounds in this narrow cave, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore!
"The power of this medicine is digested too quickly..."
Yang Prison was shocked.
In the past few days, he had inquired in detail about the information about the Great Blood Exchange Pill.
According to Lin An, the coating of the Blood Transfusion Pill is extremely special and extremely difficult to digest. Generally speaking, the medicinal power will slowly spread out over several hours.
But right now, this blood-transforming elixir has clearly been absorbed into his stomach for a moment and has been completely digested by himself!
"My stomach..."
Holding back the bone-piercing pain, Yang Yuchen concentrated and saw that among the violently squirming organs, his stomach was glowing with red light, as if it were transparent!
After being startled, Yang Yu lost all distracting thoughts and completely immersed himself in the process of digesting the power of the medicine.
In a daze, he felt that his internal organs were completely transparent, and wherever the blood flowed, the powerful medicine instantly opened up all the narrow places.
After severe pain comes relief.
I don't know how long it took, but a "click" sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
"This is…"
Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and spit out a tooth.
Then, he spit out the bad teeth one after another.
"My teeth..."
Yang Yu subconsciously touched his cheek and felt that his gums were numb, as if new teeth were forming at a perceptible speed.
Then numbness surges up to the nasal cavity.
"After five blood transfusions, it becomes? The mouth and nose are connected as one body?"
"No, this blood-transforming elixir still has some remaining potency? Then can I break through the second level of foundation building in one fell swoop?"
Resisting the numbness in his nasal cavity, Yang Yu closed his eyes again and guided the huge airflow in his body to spread towards his limbs and bones.
According to the records of Laomu Xiangerfu Qilu, the strengthening of various organs begins with the center of the eyebrows, followed by the eyes, ears, mouth and nose...
after the mouth and nose,
It’s the body!
call!
suck!
As Yang Yu fell into tranquility again, the sound of long breathing resounded in the narrow cave.
The sound of breathing was so long that it even caused dust to rise all around and weeds to fall to the ground.
But if someone takes a closer look, they will find that the huge breath does not come from Yang Yu's mouth and nose, but from the pores all over his body!
As the medicine hit again, the pores all over his body began to open and close spontaneously!
Breathe like your mouth and nose!
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
…
As his breathing became more intense, droplets of thick and smelly blood were gradually squeezed out from many pores.
…
…
Woohoo~
The whimpering sounds like someone being gagged floated far away in the wind.
A figure swept across the jungle.
His lightness skills were extremely good, leaving no trace on the snow where his feet landed, and he was so fast that his robes fluttered in the strong wind.
Wang Sheng's Qing Gong is excellent, he thinks so.
Not only because of his special bones and naturally light bones, but also because of the extremely special "Wandering Six Void Skills" he learned, which is a wonderful skill that combines lightness skills, external training, and qi subduing.
Ordinary martial arts either focus on external training or focus on convincing Qi, but this martial art only focuses on light skills.
The blood exchange of this technique has one and only one direction, and that is the legs!
Because of this miraculous skill, he was able to travel across several states and steal jade and incense for many years without being caught.
But at this time, he felt very depressed.
Accompanied by the sound of "dong dong dong" like beating a drum, a figure chased after him at an extremely fast speed.
"You are a bald donkey who wants to drink milk and go home to your mother! What are you doing with me?!"
Holding the bedroll in one hand, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth.
He is a person who pays great attention to appearance. In previous years, when picking flowers, there were many women throwing themselves into his arms, but now his face was covered with dust and he was in a very embarrassed state.
"Amitabha!"
A heavy Buddha's call came in the wind:
"The color is a bone-scraping steel knife. The donor listened to the monk's advice and let go of your desires! Only when you let go of your distracting thoughts, and then the poor monk cuts off the root of your desires for you, can you achieve great freedom and tranquility!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Wang Sheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he yelled: "Why don't you go and kill your father?"
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha's name echoed, but there was no response.
Wang Sheng glanced back and saw a young monk in moon-white robes walking towards him a hundred feet away.
Every step is powerful and heavy, but the speed is extremely fast.
Every rise and fall is twenty or thirty feet away, no more concessions than myself.
"Ah ah ah, this young master is going crazy!"
The king was extremely angry.
But there was nothing he could do. The monk had been chasing him for several months. No matter how he disguised himself or how he concealed himself, he could not get rid of him completely.
If you are left behind for a while, you will soon catch up again.
It made him angry and helpless.
Click!
For a moment, Wang Sheng was distracted and felt that his feet were empty. He almost fell down and stopped with a loud cry.
After running all the way until now, his inner breath has been almost exhausted.
Looking back again, sure enough, the monk had already caught up to him.
call!
The abstaining monk slowly landed on the ground, his hands clasped together while the snow was splashing:
"Donor, you lose!"
He looks rather young, and although he is tall, at first glance he looks like an inexperienced child, which makes people feel good about him.
"What to lose?"
Wang Sheng's face trembled, and he stretched out his hand to grab the bed roll: "If you dare to take one step closer, I will kill her immediately!"
"The donor said personally that he competed with the young monk in terms of foot strength."
The abstaining monk answered seriously:
"You won't kill her, because if you kill her, you won't be able to threaten the monk."
"Bald donkey!"
Wang Sheng sighed dejectedly and threw the bedroll on the snow:
"This young master admits his failure. You can take this woman as long as you want. From now on, this young master will wash his hands in a golden basin and never indulge in women again. What do you think?"
"Of course that's great."
The abstaining monk nodded:
"However, Master said that the root cause of everything is not the symptom. The donor is obsessed with lust and can no longer control himself. It is better for the poor monk to help you!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Wang was so angry that he vomited blood.
This monk looked harmless to humans and animals, but he was actually extremely vicious and wanted to castrate himself.
"Amitabha."
Monk Jingse shook his head slightly: "The donor's delusions are also full of greed and anger..."
"What? Are you going to chop off the head as well?"
Wang Sheng took a few steps back on guard and sneered:
"Fulong Temple is also a major Buddhist sect. Although it is not as good as Lanke, Da Chan, and Wuliang, it still has various precepts. Do you want to break the precepts and go out?"
"If the young monk has the intention to break the precepts, how can he make the donor give up his desires and abstain from sex?"
The abstaining monk said.
"A bald donkey is not a good thing!"
Wang Sheng turned his eyes and suddenly shot out silver needles.
Monk Jingse dodged to avoid it, and Wang Sheng stepped hard with his feet. The strong wind blew down, and the bed roll was torn into pieces.
A body like a big white sheep was revealed.
"Amitabha."
The monk Jingse glanced at the body on the ground, stopped immediately, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name.
"Hahaha!"
Wang Sheng suddenly distanced himself and smiled happily:
"Bald donkey, doesn't it look good?"
"nice."
The laughter stopped suddenly. Looking at the serious monk, Wang Sheng was suddenly surprised.
"The color of Buddhism is the color of the heart, not the color of the world. The little monk keeps the precepts, but it will not destroy the nature. If it looks good, it will look good."
After taking off his monk's robe and picking up the woman, the monk looked solemn:
"Donor, your hall is darkened. If you don't cut off the root of desire, I'm afraid you will die soon..."
"Since we still have to take action, why bother talking so much?"
Wang Sheng sneered and jumped up to the treetop:
"Before, I held someone in my arms, but now it's your turn to hold me! If you can still catch me before dawn, then I will give my brother to you!"
After saying that, he ran into the forest, tapped his toes a few times, and suddenly fell down.
"Xilulu!"
Hearing the neighing sound of the horse, Monk Jingse's expression changed slightly, he put a lot of force on his feet, hugged the woman and quickly caught up with her.
However, he was running all the way to catch his breath and use up a lot of energy. When he was delayed for a moment, he saw Wang Sheng galloping away, laughing happily and wildly.
"Bald donkey, we will never see each other again!"
Wang Sheng laughed and walked away.
Of course there was no reason for talking nonsense with that monk, it was just because he saw the horse.
If it had been before, he would definitely not be able to ride a horse, but now that his strength is weak, it is completely different.
If he runs out of breath, this monk will never be any better!
Sure enough, he galloped across a hundred feet, and the drum-like footsteps could no longer be heard behind him.
"Qingzhou City seems to be not far away. I am very tired. I have to find a girl to warm myself up no matter what..."
After getting rid of the abstaining monk, Wang Sheng couldn't help but feel relieved.
At this moment, a figure suddenly came into his eyes...