Without saying much, the two of them sat down cross-legged, their spirits stirred, and the blood slowly flew towards the Dantian.
I don¡¯t know how long it took before I opened my eyes.
"Succeeded?"
Zhang Xuan was confused.
"How could the blood of the ancient saint be refined so quickly? We just put it in the Dantian. In this way, it can be washed away with true energy every day. Over time, the true energy will also be mixed with the aura, which is extremely beneficial to cultivation. Great effect!¡±
Xing Jian Sheng smiled.
If this level of holy blood was so easy to refine, it wouldn't be coveted by countless people.
It can¡¯t be completed without a few years or decades of hard work.
Therefore, they put blood into the Dantian, and the true energy is continuously flushed, and they use water grinding skills Over time, it will naturally integrate with themselves and exert special effects.
"Yeah!" Zhang Xuan suddenly said, "I'll try it too!"
After saying that, he sat on the ground, pointed his finger, and a drop of blood entered his body.
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The blood enters the body and merges with his body in the blink of an eye. Not only does it not resist at all, but it gives people a feeling of joy and returning to the mother's body.
"this¡¡"
He was stunned for a moment, his heart was shocked, and he was full of confusion: "Is this refining?"
Entering the body, it immediately merges with his blood completely, no longer distinguishing each other
Didn¡¯t you say it¡¯s difficult?
How is it so easy?
"Refining?"
Seeing that his son had finished absorbing the blood, he quickly raised his head, and Sword Master Xing looked over in confusion.
"Yes!" Zhang Xuan explained the situation of blood entering the body.
"I understand!" Xing Jian Sheng said: "Twenty years ago, our ancestor was seriously injured and needed blood to extend his life. At that time, only your blood was pure enough, so part of what was flowing in his body was your blood! "
"Mine?" Zhang Xuan's face twitched.
The ancestors have their own blood flowing in their bodies Why do you feel this is so weird?
"Although this blood only helps restore life, after the physical transformation of the ancestors, it has been completely changed and extremely powerful! Now that it has returned, it is equivalent to returning to the origin. It is naturally easier to refine than us"
Xing Jian Sheng smiled.
"I see¡¡"
Zhang Xuan nodded, no longer entangled, and carefully felt the blood of the ancient saint. After completely merging with his own blood, he felt a sense of vitality in his body.
It seems that if your arm is broken, you can grow a new one without worrying about injury.
However, this power does not always exist, but is limited in quantity.
Among the elixirs, there is a kind of intermittent elixir, which can also make people lose limbs and regenerate them, but in terms of effect and power, they are much worse than this.
This body can be restored even if it is broken, and even the head can be regenerated, while the other one can only restore its limbs at most. If the head is really cut off, it will still die.
"You can give Ruoxi a drop"
Putting the remaining two drops into the ring, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.
Such good things cannot be enjoyed exclusively.
"The blood of the ancient saint of the foreign spirit tribe, look for another opportunity and try again"
His true energy can disguise himself as a member of the Foreign Spirit Clan, and maybe these drops of the ancient saint's blood will also be useful, but with so many famous teachers around now, it's not the time to experiment, and we can only talk about it later.
"By the way, you said before that with the news about Zhao Ya, where is Zhao Ya?"
Stand up and look at your parents again.
Just now, the other party was about to talk about Zhao Ya's affairs, and the following came to challenge him. There was no time to elaborate. At this moment, the Foreign Spirit clan members were all dealing with it, so they just wanted to ask.
"There are four lofts here. We are in the spring, the foreign spirit tribe is in the summer, the autumn is cool, and a group of holy beasts have gathered. And the last winter is a group of guys of unknown origin. Before you came, I felt a bit cold. Aura, I couldn't help but take a look, you, the student, seem to be among them!"
Dream Sword Saint Dao.
She works more carefully, especially when it comes to her son. Even though the breath is very weak, it is still caught and attracts attention.
"She is inDonghan Tower?"
Standing up, Zhang Xuan took a few steps to the window and looked over.
The four pavilions echo each other, spring to autumn, summer to winter.
His position is just blocked by other pavilions, so he cannot see the specific situation inside Donghan Tower.
"I took a casual glance, and it seemed a bit similar. I don't know exactly whether it is!" Meng Sword Saint said.
¡°You¡¯ll know if you go over and take a look!¡±
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xuan snorted.
"Whether Zhao Ya was captured by the Foreign Spirit Clan or a member of various schools of thought, since it was possible that she was in the attic, we had to see what happened.
"I'm with you"
Seeing that he was about to go over, he cultivated the holy way of swordsmanship.
¡°I¡¯m fine just by myself!¡±
Zhang Xuan shook his head and refused.
Although her parents were extremely powerful, the other party took Zhao Ya away quietly. It was still unclear whether she was an enemy or a friend. It was at least safer to go there by yourself.
"careful!"
Knowing that his son's strength was far superior to his, and that his methods were countless, Xing Jian Sheng had no choice but to explain with a wry smile.
"Um!"
Without further words, Zhang Xuan flew straight towards the direction of Donghan Pavilion.
"Whoever comes, stop!"
Before he could reach him, a faint voice sounded, and then a strong coercion descended from the sky.
"Ancient Sage?"
The pupils shrank.
This power, which I felt just now, is the aura that only the ancient sage can exude.
Although the other party will not take action easily, the display of strength is a warning the people in Donghan Pavilion are also protected by strong men of this level.
That¡¯s right. If not, they would have been killed long ago. How could they occupy a pavilion and be safe and sound?
"Senior, there is a junior here who may be in this attic. I want to explore it. There is no harm in it!"
Zhang Xuan clasped his fists.
Although the ancient sage of the Zhang family is definitely not far away, he does not dare to be presumptuous.
"Zhang Xuan, at the age of twenty, became the patriarch of the three major families and the master of the Holy Son Palace. He even single-handedly destroyed the 110,000 troops of the Foreign Spirit Tribe. His achievements are unparalleled I know you!"
The voice of the ancient sage continued to sound.
"Senior is so complimentary!"
Unexpectedly, this unknown ancient sage actually knew all his deeds. Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, bowed and clasped his fists.
¡°Achievements are merits and cannot be covered up At any other time, if you wanted to see me, you would definitely greet me in reverse, but I can¡¯t enter the pavilion now, so I hope you¡¯ll forgive me!¡±
The voice of the ancient sage continued to sound.
"Why?" Zhang Xuan frowned, his heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are you a famous teacher?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com