The burning sensation comes from the mouth and tongue, passes through the throat, and falls into the stomach pouch, like the sound of a stone falling into a deep well.
This is the blood-changing elixir.
It has been nearly half a year since he exchanged the fine gold armor for ten blood-transforming elixirs from Yu Fengxian, so Yang Yu naturally had to count them carefully.
Feeling that it was almost the same, Yang Yu did not delay, and while the ingredients were being refined, he mixed it with the golden beans and swallowed it.
Calm your mind.
Yang Yu's five senses were heightened to the limit. At this moment, he could clearly feel every muscle, bone, and muscle around his body.
Then refine it to the internal organs and even more subtle places.
He 'saw' the blood-transforming elixir soaked in gastric juice, and saw the elixir coat being peeled off layer by layer.
Inner Qi comes from blood, and blood is everywhere. Through internal Qi, he subconsciously wanted to speed up the process. Then, he 'saw' the folds in his stomach bag and twisted suddenly.
He actually crushed the blood-transforming pill into pieces!
boom!
The raging heat flow exploded in an instant!
Not surging, but exploding!
From the organs, intestines and stomach to the blood throughout the body, it only takes the blink of an eye.
call!
Yang Yu's breathing was stagnant. Unexpectedly, his mouth and nose were closed, and the pores all over his body were also tightly closed at the same time.
With too many experiences of swallowing elixirs, he has already mastered how to prevent the elixirs from being lost, that is, to switch to internal breathing.
Inner breathing comes from the Turtle Breathing Technique, which is one of several low-level martial arts he has refined in the past three months.
His long and long breathing for half a day was just for the operation of Turtle Breath Kung at this moment.
At this time, it worked wonders!
At this moment, Yang Yu felt that his whole body was boiling hot, and the terrifying heat stimulated his inner fire, as if it was going to burn him completely from the inside out!
And this is not an illusion.
Yang Yu, who could see inside, could clearly feel that his body temperature was rising, his blood was rushing and stirring, and his skin membrane became as red as blood under the impact of the blood!
But he didn't let go of his pores.
Instead, he wants to use this rare elixir to push himself to a higher level of blood exchange in one fell swoop!
During these months of meditation, he refined ingredients one after another, and witnessed masters one after another creating and practicing their martial arts.
This seems to have a lot to do with martial arts, but it is solidifying his foundation.
Gradually, he realized the secret of blood transfusion.
A long, long time ago, blood transfusion did not require thirteen times, but was accomplished in one go. However, because the mortality rate was too high, less than one person succeeded.
Later, martial artists would incorporate blood exchange into the process of building the five levels of foundation, making this 'blood exchange' that could only be accessed by masters of the five levels, become the beginning of the road to martial arts.
In other words, the blood exchange could have been accomplished overnight, as long as the five levels were completed and the success was achieved.
"It's a pity that I am practicing the current method. I don't have the five levels of great achievements, let alone the complete blood exchange. Is it a Martial Saint?"
Thoughts of regret flashed past.
Yang Yu's mind was flooded with various scriptures, martial arts tips, and some secrets that ordinary people could not touch.
Although it is impossible to expect to become a martial saint by exchanging blood overnight.
But he has the confidence to completely digest the power of this great elixir and push himself to a higher level of blood exchange.
Buzz!
Heat flows billowingly through the blood throughout the body, rushing and washing over and over again.
This seems to be very fast, but also seems to be an extremely long process.
At the same time, danger also comes.
The hot blood stimulates the blood vessels, causing the internal organs and even the skin of the muscles and bones to groan unbearably.
Gradually, Yang Prison felt fear.
Groundless fear.
After fear, comes anger.
An anger that made him want to roar to the sky and beat his chest!
Then, fright, panic, sadness, desire...all kinds of emotions came one after another, rushing into my heart like a violent storm.
"Is this the inner demon of exchanging blood with ancient methods?"
Feeling the extremely chaotic emotions, Yang Yu endured some pain, but at the same time, he also smiled.
The rush of blood, the increase in body temperature, and the moaning of organs will inevitably cause disorders in various inconspicuous things in the human body.
In this world, warriors call them inner demons.
In his previous life, this seemed to be called hormones?
When such a thought came to his mind, Yang Yu suddenly opened his eyes!
Whoosh!
At the palace gate, Xiao Wu, who was looking at him intently, was frightened. With his full attention, he could see extremely clearly.
I saw the flash of light the moment he opened his eyes!
Eyes can also shine?!
Xiao Wu staggered back and heard a "tick" sound. He opened his eyes wide and saw a drop of viscous blood dripping from Yang Yu's nostrils.
A drop of blood oozed from the corners of his widened eyes.
Then, there are the corners of the mouth, the ears...
"Master Yang!"
Xiao Wu was shocked and at a loss.
He wanted to rush forward, but was afraid of disturbing his practice. He even screamed and covered his mouth tightly.
He watched helplessly as Yang Yu bleed from all his orifices. Eventually, his whole body was stained red, as if blood was seeping out of the pores all over his body.
Is this more than just horror?
It’s simply terrifying!
It seemed that he was stunned, until Yang Yu stood up, drank the water he had prepared, and washed away the dirt on his body, Xiao Wu finally came back to his senses.
I smelled it unconvincingly:
"Yang, Mr. Yang...you, you, are you doing a blood exchange?"
Xiao Wu was shocked and confused.
After following Yang Yu, he also changed his blood once, and finally embarked on the path of martial arts.
But although that time was considered thrilling, it was nothing compared to the scene he saw before.
"What if it's not blood transfusion?"
Yang Yu exhaled a deep breath, and then the blood all over his body slowly fell.
But there was still unspeakable heat and mania in his body, which made him want to scream to the sky, find someone to fight and vent his anger.
But he was no longer the same person he was when he had the blood exchange for the first time. Although it was very hard, he still restrained himself.
He has a better place to go than to run wildly.
While his mind was spinning, he sat down cross-legged against the iron pool again. The hot magma and molten iron were still bubbling, but the Xuanying Pearl in it was more than ten times smaller than it was three months ago.
It seems to be only the size of a human head.
"Is this really a blood exchange?"
Xiao Wu was at a loss and smiled bitterly. He felt that he had risen before, and his thoughts of practicing martial arts were completely dispelled:
"If you are afraid of hard work in farming, if you have any brains in business, and if you are afraid of danger in martial arts training, then you will have no choice but to hang out on the streets for the rest of your life..."
With his hands on his Dantian, like a small Tai Chi, Yang Yu looked calm:
"I will still teach you martial arts, but whether you want to learn it or not depends on you."
Xiao Wu looked dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yang Prison slowly closed his eyes and fell into seclusion again.
Although Xuan Yingzhu is only the size of a human head, it is still enough for him to refine a few ingredients. He is such a frugal person, how can he waste it?
Buzz~
In the Cauldron of Gluttony, there are still various ingredients flying around.
Yang Yu did not refine the ingredients, but his eyes fell on the many progress bars on the tripod wall:
[Exchange progress: ninth time (qi and blood are like elephants)]
[Shidu Level: Nine Bulls and Two Tigers (First Level)]
[Superior martial arts: Four Symbols of God's Will (Third Level) One Kill in Ten Steps (Third Level) Ghost Capture Hand (Third Level) Ghost Phantom Step (Second Level) Black Whale Swallowing the Sea Technique (Second Level)
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[Intermediate martial arts: Zhou Liuxu (eighth level), Beheading Sword (eighth level), Bronze Head Iron Arm Kung Fu (fourth level), Sea Splitting Palm (third level), Lion's Roar Kung Fu (third level)...]
[Grade-less: Lao Mu Xiang Er Shi Qi Lu (eighth level, intermediate level) Armor tempering method (sixth level, intermediate level), Armor and Psychic Technique (sixth level, intermediate level)]
…
The progress bars on the cauldron wall are much larger than ever before. At a glance, they are densely packed.
This is the result of his hard work day and night for the past three months.
In just three months, three excellent martial arts and two low-grade magic arts have been introduced to the door. Anyone who knows it will be stunned.
And if anyone knew that it was because Yang Yu was limited by his own blood level and lacked internal energy that he had cultivated to such an extent, they would be shocked.
"The potential of the decapitating sword has reached this point. Unless I acquire more sword skills, with my current background, it is absolutely impossible to push it forward one step further..."
Yang Yu felt a little regretful.
This sword technique that was once his trump card was also the one that gave him a vulgar nickname. Although he could keep up with him, he could no longer keep up with him.
With his mind racing, Yang Yu remembered Yu Fengxian's Yanyue knife that never left his body and resembled a cold saw.
pity……
Yang Yu stood quietly in the Cauldron of Gluttony, thinking about all the hard training in the past three months, and silently venting the various emotional agitation caused by the blood energy breakthrough.
After a long time, I finally emptied all my emotions and regained my composure.
"I wonder if with my current martial arts skills, I can perform a few moves under that King Zhao of Xifu?"
Looking at the 'Nine Cows and Two Tigers Recipe' surrounded by many ingredients, Yang Yu was a little ready to move.
In the past three months, what made him most uncomfortable was not the boring practice in the underground palace, nor the loneliness with no one to communicate with, but the excitement brought about by the improvement of martial arts.
He wanted to return to the battlefield of Liuji Mountain more than once, and wanted to meet again the world-famous Black Armor Jingqi, and the God of War in the army, the King of Zhao in the West, Zhang Xuanba.
However, he restrained himself time and time again.
Until this time, he had made breakthroughs through exchange of blood, and his martial arts had greatly improved. He thought that he could bring out the power of his superior martial arts, and this impulse could no longer be suppressed.
This may be his inner desire, or it may be the sequelae of the riot in the internal organs.
But he didn't want to suppress it anymore.
"Refining!"
As soon as he thought about it, the recipe gave off a glorious light and enveloped him.
In the next moment, light and shadow flow, and mountains and rivers change.
before his eyes,
The setting sun is like blood, and the flags are hunting.