Two days later, night had just fallen.
In a depression on the rock wall of Kuquan Ridge, a white-haired young man sat cross-legged, his body full of zhenqi. The horrific wounds on his back had been sutured, but occasionally there was still blood seeping out. .
"Brother Cherish Your Life, I found some water for you, drink it quickly!" The girl handed the water bag to the young man.
"The rivers within a hundred miles of Dry Spring Ridge have dried up and are uninhabited. Where did you find clean water?" The white-haired young man was a little surprised. Suddenly his expression changed, "Little girl, are you secretly Did you run out of Dry Spring Ridge?"
"Brother Cherish your life, you lost too much blood. If you don't drink water, you will die of thirst soon," the girl said aggrievedly, "So I will take advantage of this. When the sun rose in the morning, I went for a walk to the nearest river. "
"You girl, you are really desperate." The young man was so angry that he wanted to give the girl another shudder, but he was too weak. He was helpless and said, "Don't you know that the golden eagle is guarding outside Dry Spring Ridge?"
"Don't worry, I will rush out when the sun rises and come back at sunset. The golden eagle will definitely not be able to find me. Traces of it." The girl kept saying.
"You can lie to yourself, but you can't lie to me."
The white-haired young man snorted coldly.
It takes an hour to walk to the nearest river to Kuquan Ridge, and the sunrise and sunset only last for half an hour. The possibility of her being discovered by the golden eagle is extremely high. She can return to Kuquan Ridge alive. God bless.
"I'm back safely," the girl said with a smile on her face, "Brother Cherish Your Life, drink some water quickly, your lips are chapped."
The white-haired young man has indeed done it. He was so thirsty that he barely drank water for two days.
That day, the golden eagle's sharp claws slashed across his body, tearing apart not only his skin and flesh, but also the water bag hanging around his waist. Therefore, after escaping into Dry Spring Ridge, the two of them were no longer together. Touched a drop of water.
Gulu!
The water entered his mouth, and the sweet taste made his tongue stretch.
The white-haired young man drank half a bag of spring water before putting down the water bag and continuing to regulate his breath and heal his injuries.
After this sitting, midnight passed again.
The night is getting dark, and the crows of crows can occasionally be heard in Kuquan Ridge, which seems a bit desolate.
The white-haired young man opened his eyes. His clothes were already covered in blood, but the true energy was surging deep in his veins. The air in his dantian was as thick as mist, almost condensing into water droplets.
At this point, his skill has reached its peak. Even Gu Yuncong is far inferior to the white-haired young man at this moment.
But he was not happy at all. No matter how powerful his true energy was, he was still just a mortal. Only by enlightening his spiritual veins and stepping into the immortal path could he compete with the monsters.
"After many calculations, I can confirm that when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be my best chance to enlighten my spiritual veins." The white-haired young man's eyes were extremely firm. Although he was seriously injured, he took advantage of the opportunity. It's gone quickly. He doesn't have much time left now and can't wait for another opportunity.
As for this calculation, has it been influenced byHe no longer understands the influence of God.
Whether you have it or not, the most important thing on the road to cultivating immortality is the determination to move forward. If you look forward and backward, even if the opportunity is in front of you, you will only miss it in vain.
"Let's start!"
The white-haired young man took a deep breath and took out four jade bottles. Each jade bottle was five inches high, and the wide belly of the bottle was full. Demon blood, demon blood is filled with strong spiritual energy, like magma, making the jade bottle itself extremely hot.
The young man used the spiritual pulse method to first use the true energy as the foundation to condense a channel of energy in his body, and then swallowed a bottle of demon blood.
Gulu!
The demon blood entered the body and instantly burned like a flame.
The white-haired young man has experienced this scene once before. He saw the true energy in his body surge like a frenzy, and with one force, he suppressed the violent demon blood in his energy veins.
As the magic formula began to circulate, the demon blood seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force. It followed the path of the energy veins and condensed into a thread that penetrated the young man's spine.
"It turns out that the so-called spiritual veins are in the spine," the young man suddenly understood. While using the magic formula, he kept turning his fingers, trying his best to calculate the changes in the demon blood, and always control the demon blood deep in the spine. .
Gulu!
Another bottle of demon blood was swallowed into the body, and the white-haired young man repeated his trick, integrating the second demon blood deep into his spine.
The two demonic bloods merged together, and the pseudo-spiritual veins in the spine became obviously much thicker, like a piece of twine.
But he did not stop, but opened the third jade bottle and drank another portion of demon blood.
The larger the pseudo-spiritual veins in the body, the greater the hope of successful enlightenment, but at the same time, the spiritual veins will become more unstable. Once out of control, the white-haired young man will be blown to pieces in an instant. .
Tsk!
A wisp of flame suddenly emerged from the back and fell on the rock, shining with a strange green light.
That was because the demon blood in his body was too huge, and the intense heat could not even be suppressed by the true energy, so it condensed into cyan flames and jumped out.
This light of fire woke up the girl who was sleeping nearby.
"Brother Xi Ming, what's wrong with you?" The girl rushed over.
But at the critical moment when the white-haired young man was condensing his pseudo-spiritual veins, he could not speak. He just closed his eyes tightly, turned his hands around, and pushed his true energy to the extreme.
In the sky, a faint red light rises, the sun rises, and the purple air comes from the east.
As the immortal magic formula continues to circulate, a wisp of purple energy condenses in front of the young man and slowly blends into his body. The purple energy seems to be naturally attracted to the spiritual veins, and soon blends in. In the blood of demons.
Moisturized by the purple energy, the violent aura of the demon blood weakened a bit, and gradually showed signs of condensing into substance and turning into spiritual veins.
"No wonder it is recorded in the chapter on seeking truth that the greater the demon blood, the greater the hope of enlightening the spiritual veins." The young man sensed the changes in the pseudo-spiritual veins.Later, I already understood the secret in my heart.
The fusion of demon blood and purple energy can turn death into life. The false spiritual veins can be transformed into real spiritual veins and integrated with the spine.
The spine is the shell of the spiritual veins, the demon blood is the body of the spiritual veins, and the purple energy is the soul of the spiritual veins.
Only when the body and soul are united can death be transformed into life and a living spiritual vein be given birth to.
Among the three, the spine is just the shell and has the least impact. The demon blood and purple energy are the keys to enlightening the spiritual veins.
As the morning sun rose, an endless stream of purple energy merged into the demon blood. Finally, a real spiritual vein appeared deep in the spine, but it seemed a little weak and seemed to dissipate at any time.
The white-haired young man was neither impatient nor impatient, and continued to use the magic formula to attract the rays of the morning sun and condense the purple energy.
After an unknown amount of time, the morning sun rose completely, its purple energy disappeared, leaving only a scorching sun hanging on the clouds.
"The most dangerous moment is here!"
The white-haired young man's heart sank slightly. If he could complete the enlightenment of his spiritual veins before the sun rose completely, it would be natural. The best, because the purple energy is the essence of the sun, and it does not contain any heat and cannot hurt the physical body.
At this moment, the sun is scorching in the sky, and the absorbed sunlight is like fire. After pouring into the body, it merges with the hot demon blood. The heat is even more terrifying. If you are not careful, your body will be burned.
If it were someone else, they would definitely slow down their absorption of the sun's rays at this moment. They would rather wait a little longer until the moonlight comes, and then use the power of the moonlight to condense their spiritual veins.
But the white-haired young man is good at deduction. He knows that the longer he delays, the more unstable the demon blood in his body will be. After all, the demon blood is always exposed to the scorching sun, but the true energy of the Dantian is reduced with just one point. One point.
"In three hours at most, the true energy in my body will be completely exhausted. By then, if the demon blood is not suppressed, I will definitely die."
"In this case, then Give it a try!"
The white-haired young man's heart skipped a beat, and the magic trick was running even more fiercely than before.
Since it is destined to be unable to suppress the heat of the scorching sun, let it come harder. As long as the spiritual veins are condensed before the demon blood breaks out, you can survive it safely.
Tsk!
As more and more sunlight is absorbed, a trace of flame shoots out from the back, and the violent demon blood continuously merges with the essence of the sunlight. While condensing the true spiritual veins, it also accumulates a massive amount of heat.
His back seemed to be wrapped with a layer of magma, and the hot breath even caused pain to his soul.
"What's the point of fearing death? God has cut off my fifty years of life. Even if I don't die today, I will still die in two years!"
"In that case, I So he fought hard, and if he was really killed by the demon blood, it would only be two years earlier, so why should he be afraid?"
The thoughts in the white-haired young man's mind changed, and his will became stronger. He just heard him roar, "Girl, get out of the way!"
Then the surging sun essence poured into the depths of his spine, blending with the demon blood like a violent storm.
Chila!
The thick flames split flesh and blood and shot through the rocks behind them like sharp arrows.