Chapter 11 Chapter 11 The Effect of Tempering the Soul

At the bottom of the dark red blood pool, there was no sound. Everything is going on quietly in solitude. In this kind of place, it seems that even time has lost its proper function... Among the fiery red, there was a bit of emerald green, but it was particularly conspicuous. When I drew my eyes closer, I saw a figure sitting cross-legged. It was naturally Xiao Yan who had sneaked into the bottom of the blood pool to cultivate. From entering the cultivation state to the present, Xiao Yan has almost never withdrawn from it, just like an old monk, maintaining a motionless posture, continuously absorbing the majestic energy around him, and then using it to temper the meridians in his body , bones, muscles and even cells.

A dark red blood covered every inch of Xiao Yan's body, and even his face was covered with blood. It had a faintly hideous smell, but fortunately, there was no one except him here. There was no one else, so no one saw such a scene. Calculating the time, Xiao Yan should have stayed here for about two days. During these two days, he never had a moment of rest, and he was constantly absorbing the majestic scarlet energy around him. During such rapid absorption, the battle energy in Xiao Yan's body gradually became more and more powerful, like a river, constantly flowing through the meridians in his body.

According to Xiao Yan's own speculation, I am afraid that the current fullness can be considered to have reached the peak level of the Douhuang Nine Stars, but there is still an incalculable distance from the breakthrough. Tannosuke, the time required may not be achieved in just two or three days. As for this, Xiao Yan was naturally very clear in his heart, so he didn't feel any irritability. Maintaining that calm state of mind, absorbing the blood-red energy in an orderly manner, so that he can maximize the control of these skyrocketing energies. After all, no matter how powerful his strength is, if he can't even command the battle qi in his body like an arm, then he can't control it. How to fight with people?

In Xiao Yan's peaceful state of mind, the boring time can hardly affect his state of mind. His body remains motionless, absorbing energy continuously, but sinking into the wonderful feeling of slowly reborn within his body... Along with the time of such a peaceful practice, Xiao Yan's black hair also swayed like weeds, and perhaps because of too much bloody energy in his body, that black hair also gradually turned into a The color of blood red, from such a distance, Xiao Yan at this moment is like a blood man, exuding a trace of terror. Xiao Yan never cared about the changes on the surface of his body. He knew that this was due to excessive energy absorption and improper control. After he completely controlled the energy in his body, everything would naturally return to the original state. What he needs to do now Yes, it is to completely stabilize the mind, and then feel the stronger and stronger strength in the body...

In the dark red pool of blood, time passed like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, nearly ten days passed. During these ten days, Xiao Yan's body still hadn't moved at all, and his bloody red hair became more and more intense. , but it is worth mentioning that now Xiao Yan's aura has also gradually increased to a terrifying level. Although he still has not broken through the Douhuang, it is at least two or three times stronger than before ten days ago. The transformation of the breath did not drive Xiao Yan to break through the Douhuang smoothly. From this, it can be seen how difficult it is to reach the level of the Douzong. If it is not because of the blood pool in Tianshan Mountain, even at Xiao Yan's speed, it would be difficult to reach the level of the Douzong. It will probably take at least half a year to reach this point.

Strains of viscous blood-colored energy continuously penetrated into Xiao Yan's body. At a certain moment, his face suddenly moved, his eyelids trembled, and he opened them slowly. Xiao Yan opened his eyes with some consternation in his eyes. The reason why he suddenly woke up from the state of cultivation was not due to external reasons, but because he discovered that with the intensification of his cultivation here, the area between his eyebrows The soul clone of "Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Body" is actually gradually absorbing that kind of bloody energy, but perhaps because of his suppression, the energy absorbed by that clone is not much, so until now , he suddenly noticed that the avatar seemed to be gradually becoming stronger...

"The energy here actually has an effect on the growth of the soul?" Xiao Yan murmured in doubt, then hesitated for a moment, flicked his fingers, and an invisible light flashed out from between the eyebrows, and finally landed on the beside. As soon as the avatar appeared, a suction force would automatically diffuse out of its body, and the viscous blood-colored energy around it would also separate out as if being pulled, and pour into its body. And when these blood-colored viscous energy touched the Falling Heart Flame on the surface of the clone's body, there was a burst of crackling sound, which was the situation where the fire poison in the energy was eliminated.

"Fortunately, there is the Fallen Heart Flame to protect the avatar, otherwise, as soon as this avatar appeared, it would be eroded by the fire poison and will dissipate." Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan also heaved a sigh of relief, and rejoiced in his heart. As the majestic blood-colored viscous force entered the body, a thick dark red color suddenly burst out of the body. For a moment, the clone, which was originally transparent and illusory, immediately turned blood red. However, although the color changed, Xiao Yan, who had a soul connection with it, was pleasantly surprised to realize that the strength of the avatar was actually increasing rapidly at an astonishing speed!

"According to this speed, coupled with the tempering of the Falling Heart Flame, I am afraid that it will not be long before you can reach the realm of ascending the hall. The energy here actually has the effect of tempering the soul clone?" Xiao Yan was also shocked by this speed. After a while, he muttered to himself in surprise. In less than half a year, he had cultivated the three thousand thunder phantom body to the level of the hall. If this matter got to the ears of Fenglei Pavilion, those who practiced this fighting skill would probably have to vomit three liters of blood on the spot, especially It's that Fei Tian, ​​you know, that old guy spent nearly five years in order to temper his avatar to the top of the hall, but in these five years, Xiao Yan shortened it by several times or even ten times. The gap between them is like the difference between clouds and mud.

The bloody energy here is so miraculous, I am afraid that even the gold stone does not know it. After all, he does not have a different fire body protection, and he dare not release his soul. After all, once the soul is contaminated with fire poison. Then there is really no cure, and it is tantamount to death. Feeling excited about this discovery, Xiao Yan watched the change of the avatar closely. After such a long time, after not seeing any other situation, he finally let go of his heart completely, put the avatar aside, and let him absorb the energy. Anyway, the energy at the bottom of the blood pool is extremely majestic, enough for them squander.

After diverting his mind from the avatar, Xiao Yan sensed his body deeply, and the joy on his face became stronger, and he murmured in a low voice: "Peak of the Douhuang... that Jinshi did not lie, I am afraid it is really true here. It will allow me to break through to the Dou Huang and be promoted to the Dou Zong, but it may take a lot of time..." Lifting his head slightly, he glanced at Shangfeng, the viscous blood-red energy did not let his sight go too far, the same dark red color. It makes people feel quite depressing, but in order to successfully break through the Dou Huang, they can only grit their teeth and persevere. "If I can break through to Dou Zong successfully, and if I meet Fei Tian again, I will be able to deal with him for a while, and if I rely on Mr. Yao's strength, I may be able to confront him head-on." Dou Zong and Dou Huang are two completely different levels. If they can be successfully reached, the distance between him and Fei Tian will no longer be so far away. World War I. And after reaching the Dou Zong level, his success rate in refining seventh-grade pills can also be improved a lot, and he doesn't need to rely on luck anymore. With this level of strength, even if he participates in the pill meeting held by the Pill Tower, Xiao Yan still has a lot of advantages. Weak confidence can enter the top ten! Thinking of the various benefits of reaching Dou Zong, Xiao Yan's heart became more and more intense. He took a deep breath and glanced at the soul clone not far away who was constantly absorbing energy. Shut up, this time, he has made up his mind thoroughly, if he does not break through the Dou Zong, then he will never leave the bottom of this blood pool! As Xiao Yan entered the cultivation state again, the bottom of the pool of blood became silent again. But the only difference is that in the dark red world at this moment, there is another figure like a bottomless pit that is continuously absorbing energy... Time flies here extremely fast. Xiao Yan, who has completely entered the cultivation state, has also completely forgotten the passage of time. He seems to have entered a state of forgetfulness, and the only way to open this state is to wait until the day of breakthrough ! In order to break through, Xiao Yan was really cruel. Since he came to Zhongzhou, he clearly felt that the strength of Dou Huang was no longer enough to give him a sufficient sense of security. , Only by constantly improving your strength can you get enough protection for your life! In such a state of forgetfulness, time passed quietly like sand between fingers, without causing any waves. Ten days, twenty days, one month, one and a half months, two months... When the pointer of time reached the seventy-eighth day, there was finally a trace of movement in the silent pool of blood!