More than ten feet above the blood pool, there is a stone chamber dug into the side wall of the cave.
The four walls are inlaid with fist-sized fluorite, and the cold white light illuminates the stone chamber. The floor is covered with dark red animal skins, and a low black stone table is placed in the center. There are several Jade Slip and several empty medicine bottles scattered on the table.
In the deepest part of the stone chamber is a stone platform for meditation. Circles of Spirit Pattern Circuit are engraved on the surface, and dark red light flows slowly in it.
True Person Xueying is sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone platform, his eyes slightly closed. The gray robe has been replaced with a new one, but the left arm is still empty, and the sleeves hang down by his side.
The blood mist at the fracture was much denser than before, and the surging speed was also faster. Every time he turned Qi and Blood to the limit, countless fine blood threads would protrude from the fracture of flesh and blood, trying to extend downward and weave into the shape of an arm. The shadow of the bones condensed first, then the veins of the meridians, and finally the luster of the skin.
But every time the arm was about to take shape, a few strands of very faint golden light would seep out from the depth of the fracture. As soon as the golden light appeared, all the condensing blood threads would break, curl up, and dissipate like a spider web burned by Flame.
The golden light flickered a few times before disappearing again deep into the flesh and blood of the fracture.
True Person Xueying opened his eyes, looked down at his empty left sleeve, and closed them again.
"After all, it hurt the source." His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.
The poison of Meridian Severing Blood Baleful Intent is fatal to monk Body Refining, but conversely, the divine light contained in Gu Dan's punch is also a restraint for monks like him who rely on Qi and Blood to practice.
He needs more Essence Blood to wash away the remaining divine light. If it is not completely removed, this arm will never grow back.
Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the cave.
It's very light, the rhythm is steady, and the intervals between each step are almost exactly the same.
The footsteps stopped three steps away from the cave entrance.
"Master." The visitor's voice was respectful and restrained, "All the medicinal materials and Demon Beast's body have been thrown into the blood pool. The blood pool is currently five feet high."
True Person Xueying raised his eyelids and glanced at him. The person who came was a young man, he looked no more than twenty-five or six years old. He had a good-looking face, a high nose bridge, slightly raised eyelids, and a fairer complexion than most female cultivators. He was wearing a well-cut dark blue robe, with a meticulously tied neckline.
Jiang Ci. The first disciple he accepted was also the only one left.
True Person Xueying has taken in many disciples in his life. He didn't know how to train the early ones, so he could only let them practice according to the Cultivation Method promoted by the Xueying Sect. He hunted Devil Race and Demon Beast, and used their blood to assist in their cultivation. On the contrary, they gained quite a reputation in the righteous path.
Among those disciples, there are some who have mediocre qualifications and some who have extraordinary talents. However, no matter how talented they are, there are very few who can really break through to Foundation Establishment Late Stage in that way, and even less of Golden Core.
Because that set of Cultivation Method was not designed from the beginning to hunt Demon Race and Devil Race. Its real operating core always requires the human Essence Blood. Drive. It can barely be maintained with Demon Beast blood, and can be accelerated with Devil Race blood. However, only the human Essence Blood can really break through the bottleneck of this set of Cultivation Method.
This is just a big banner True Person Xueying put up outside to cover up the truth. He couldn't really let his disciples absorb the human monk Essence Blood. Even he himself used information to Devil Race in exchange for the human monk's "blood pill".
And Jiang Ci is different.
Jiang Ci was picked up from the ruins of a village massacred by Demon Beast when he went out.
The child was less than ten years old at the time. He was covered in blood and squatted next to a corpse. He was using a branch to turn over the collar of the corpse and trying to pull a silver chain from the deceased's neck.
When he saw True Person Xueying falling from the sky, he did not cry or run away, but looked straight at him and asked:
"Are you here to kill me?"
True Person Xueying laughed at that time.
He brought Jiang Ci back to the Xueying Sect, gave him resources, and taught him Cultivation Method.
Jiang Ci did not disappoint him. Foundation Establishment succeeded in less than twenty years. True Person Xueying asked him how he did it. Jiang Ci knelt in front of him and told him calmly, Demon Beast's Essence Blood was too difficult to break through. He slaughtered two human villages and towns and absorbed their Essence Blood. He said it as if he was talking about a trivial matter, without guilt, fear, or even showing off, just like stating a fact.
True Person Xueying was silent for a long time. He looked at the young man kneeling in front of him and felt a strange feeling in his heart, an almost absurd recognition.
This boy is the heir to his mantle.
From then on, Jiang Ci no longer practiced Xueying Sect's superficial Cultivation Method, but instead learned the true inheritance of True Person Xueying.
From Blood Shadow Incarnation Technique, to Blood Refining's methods of converting elixirs, to those Cultivation Method that cannot be known to anyone. Jiang Ci learned very quickly, so fast that even True Person Xueying sometimes felt it was too fast. In less than a hundred years, Foundation Establishment Peak Stage was only one step away from Golden Core.
A few days ago, True Person Xueying informed Jiang Ci of the plan to refine Holy Blood Pill.
He originally thought that he needed to waste some words. After all, the first step of the plan was to kill all the nearly a hundred disciples of the Xueying Sect and use their Essence Blood to build the foundation of the blood pool.
There were nearly a hundred disciples, many of whom were the same disciples that Jiang Ci had been with for decades. He thought that Jiang Ci would at least hesitate.
Jiang Ci didn't hesitate, he didn't even ask why.
What happened next was done by Jiang Ci alone.
In the name of the sect's annual gathering, he summoned all sixty-eight disciples of the Xueying Sect to the underground secret room. He poured a colorless and odorless chronic poison into the spiritual tea.
That kind of poison will not act immediately, but will lie dormant in the body for two hours, quietly Paralysis meridians and spiritual power running.
By the time everyone started to feel something was wrong, Jiang Ci had already sealed every exit of the secret room.
True Person Xueying didn't even take action. When he finally walked into the secret room, the corpses on the ground had been stacked three levels. Jiang Ci stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, with blood spattered on his face, but a bright smile.
Among those corpses were fellow disciples who were usually close brothers with him, and senior fellow apprentices who had practiced together for more than ten years. There was no trace of fluctuation in his expression, there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and there was a light that was close to excitement in his eyes.
"Master, those people below want to run away, do you want to activate Refining Grand Array in advance?" Jiang Ci's voice brought True Person Xueying back to the stone room from his memories.
True Person Xueying shook his head. "Let them be active. Qi and Blood is active, and the quality of the refined blood pills will be higher."
He took another Storage Bag from his waist and threw it to Jiang Ci. Jiang Ci caught it with one hand, and Divine Sense reached into it. The bag was densely packed with corpses of Devil Race. The magic horn patterns on the foreheads of several corpses showed that they were elites of the Devil Marshal level.
"Throw these in too."
Jiang Ci nodded slightly, hung Storage Bag around his waist, turned and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
True Person Xueying closed his eyes again, and the golden light filament at the fracture of his left arm ached faintly again.
Before breaking through Nascent Soul, he must remove the remaining divine light from his body as much as possible, otherwise it will become the biggest hidden danger when hitting the bottleneck.
As for Jiang Ci, this disciple of mine is thoughtful, flawless, ruthless, and decisive. But the more he is like this, the more he has to guard against him.
He secretly took a breath and suppressed the remaining golden divine light in his body a little more.
Jiang Ci was walking in the corridor leading to the entrance of the blood pool. His steps were as steady as when he came, and the distance between each step was exactly the same.
When he reached the end of the corridor and the feeding port above the blood pool, he paused. He tilted his head slightly, glanced in a certain direction deep in the corridor, and then quickly stopped.
He took off the Storage Bag from his waist, aligned the mouth of the bag with the feeding port, and the Devil Race corpses slid into the blood pool one after another.
The corpses ranged from big to small, some were wearing damaged armor, and some were bare-chested with charred black scales exposed. Broken limbs and minced meat fell together among them, splashing with dark red blood.
The monks in the pool made a commotion and exclamations. He ignored them, took the empty Storage Bag back to his waist, turned around and walked back.
His steps were not fast, and he did not have many thoughts in his mind.
The master trusts him, but does not completely trust him, and he understands this. The master is on guard against him, and he is also on guard against the master. This is the tacit understanding between their master and disciple. Over the years, he has learned not only the set of Cultivation Method, but also the master's way of thinking. It is foolish to trust anyone.
Qin Tiexin Close your eyes and sink your consciousness into [Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts].
The pages of the catalog were opened silently, and the thread of consciousness connecting the mysterious arm in Storage Bag was still there. He tentatively explored Divine Sense and called out in the sea of consciousness.
"Senior? Senior, are you there?"
After a moment, the silk thread trembled slightly. Qin Tiexin seemed to see the dry arm deep in Storage Bag gently stretching its knuckles, as if it had just woken up after a long sleep.
[What's the matter?]
"Senior, junior is in danger now, can senior help?"
The arm was silent for a moment, and then the dark golden runes on the forearm flashed silently. The next second, the entire arm disappeared from Storage Bag.
It easily passed through the space barrier of Storage Bag and appeared in a stone room filled with storage rings, Storage Bag and Law Artifact. The walls of the stone room were rough and there were no There was only a vent above the head that was sealed by a formation among any doors or windows. Thousands of storage utensils were scattered on the ground, like a mountain of trash that had been dumped at random. His Edgeless was also among them, and the fist prints on the side of the pitch-black blade were still there.
The arm did not stay in the stone chamber for long. The rune flickered again, and it passed directly through the rock underfoot and silently swept away in the direction of Qin Tiexin.