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The blood energy level was too high, and Nan Ming felt that it was far inferior to it.

But at this moment, Chen Muyu discovered a clue.

The influx of Nan Ming's energy just now, although it only slowed down the spread of the Jidao blood energy, seemed to have weakened a bit of the Jidao blood energy.

Although it was just a trace, Chen Muyu was still aware of it.

"dilution?"

A word popped into Chen Muyu's mind.

Yes, dilute.

Although the extreme blood energy is terrifying, it can be diluted by other energies.

By this time, the burning had spread to his right elbow.

Below the elbow, it looks like a dry firewood glowing with sparks.

The diluted blood energy is still hot.

But it's the same now, the blood pill can help me get weaker slowly.

——

I did not realize that one after another.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "I haven't experienced this yet. As long as you are more careful, you should be fine. Moreover, your physical body is much weaker now than before..."

How little value is there?

The Buddha was beside me and looked at me without any worry.

As far as I know, there are not many Nanming watches.

It's been a long time since I've tried something this painful.

Wealth value has also increased by nearly 10 trillion.

Wealth value +800 billion.

However, it wouldn’t be too much if the Blood Ancestor told me in advance.

It consumes wealth value, but can also gain wealth value.

However, I ran out of blood pills, so I had no choice but to stop practicing.

As the two streams of blood energy impacted each other and continued to intertwine, the traces of Ji Dao blood energy were slowly diluted like a drop of thick ink dripping into a water vat.

I dare to take less. After all, I don’t have a deep understanding of the terror of that energy.

This Yakuza arm still remains the same, showing no signs of consumption.

After Qi Song made a deal with me, I only gave him a vein of minerals and some relics, but no blood pills were involved.

The remaining blood energy before dilution directly brought Chen Muyu 800 billion in income.

…

But that kind of cultivation process also consumes a huge amount of blood pills.

The physical weakness has increased very little. Although it is only a trace of Ji Dao blood energy, it has increased the physical weakness to a level where I can retreat to the peak of the fourth level with almost one step.

One day ago.

This is just a huge trace of Ji Dao energy.

Shizun said, I know that Chen Muyu wanted to take advantage of that opportunity to use the energy in Ji Dao's arm to practice.

Looking back now, Chen Muyu felt like an idiot.

Only by increasing the physical body's weakness can it withstand the weakening of the law.

…

Chen Muyu grabbed the arm again.

Recycle it quickly.

And I just need to help Chen Muyu channel his energy.

Blood pills are almost necessary for the cultivation of gods and demons. Since Nan Ming has slaughtered so few gods and demons, there is a reason to refine blood pills.

Moreover, in the process of channeling the blood energy of the extreme realm, the Buddha could also take advantage of it, and that blood energy also had no weakening effect on my physical body.

I also did not restrict Chen Muyu's personal freedom, so Chen Muyu decided to go to Nanming for a while, and at best he could get a batch of blood pills from me. As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Chen Muyu took out a large amount of blood pills and poured them into his mouth.

That time, I really realized the horror of the Jida.

The burned left hand gradually regained its flesh and blood.

The two streams of blood can collide head on.

"It doesn't matter!"

Because I discovered a shortcut to slowly improve my level.

Nan Ming also understood it and quickly helped Chen Muyu channel the terrifying blood energy released by the blood pill, guiding them to rush towards Chen Muyu's right arm without harming Chen Muyu's body as much as possible.

"Owner?"

pain.

The Blood Ancestor said that before the arrival of the Jida, the arm will be kept. Therefore, if you want to get the least harm, you must seize the time after the arrival of the Jida and absorb the blood energy in it.

Chen Muyu didn't care at this time. After all, I also use blood pills a lot in my practice.

It's an unexpected fortune.

My body was not yet wet with sweat.

Just now, I really almost died.

…

Looking at the arm behind his face, Chen Muyu seemed to see the bank's vault.

You must know that the most difficult thing for low-level monks to cultivate is the refining of the laws, but the improvement of the physical body.

At this moment, there is a small amount of pre-diluted Ji Dao blood energy accumulated in my body. The Buddha guides that blood energy and is constantly tempering Qi Songjie's body.

If the Blood Ancestor didn't have the ability to easily kill me anytime and anywhere, Chen Muyu really believed that the Blood Ancestor deliberately buried a trap for me.

Of course, the Blood Ancestor has a huge amount of blood pills in his hand, but do I dare to ask the Blood Ancestor for it?

The Blood Ancestor is still in seclusion to comprehend the laws of the Extreme Way, but he still knows how long it will take.

Although it was safe that time and it was almost a journey behind the gate of hell, the rewards were still huge.

At this moment, Chen Muyu had no regrets, only no surprises.

Half an hour ago.

It seems that there is no need to trade with Qi Song.

So how much Ji Dao blood energy does it contain outside?

The old guy was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would be hiding in a corner to heal his injuries.

Originally, I wanted to go all out and directly increase the physical body's weakness to the early stage of the Broken Path Realm. At that time, I only need to wait for the refinement of the origin of the law to follow, and the breakthrough to the Broken Dao Realm will be a matter of course.

Before Chen Muyu could catch a handful of blood pills, he swallowed them in one gulp. Immediately, Chen Muyu extracted a trace of blood energy from Jidao's arm.

After all, that guy slaughtered everything in the Holy Land of Chuangjie Mountain. How many weak people can make so many blood pills?

Chen Muyu opened his eyes, and there was still a hint of lingering in his eyes.

He almost died on the spot.

But the energy is too little. The remaining energy is what Qi Songjie's current physical body can bear. As long as Qi Song lets go, Chen Muyu will be stretched into a balloon in an instant.

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Chen Muyu's right arm swelled several times.

"call."

The system scanned, and sure enough, the blood energy information before dilution could not be scanned.

Deep into the bone marrow.

He swallowed it without even chewing it.

I was so arrogant that I wanted to absorb the blood energy of the Jida since I was a child.

The Buddha should be able to find me.

Chen Muyu woke up from his cultivation state.

However, for Chen Muyu, getting blood pills is the best way to get less value than getting wealth.

Does that mean I have to die?

Successively, the Blood Ancestor killed Qi Song, and Chen Muyu instigated Shizun to rescue me and directly move Qi Song away.

Chen Muyu gritted his teeth and persisted.

Looking at the arm behind him, Qi Songjie felt his heart break for no reason.

But Chen Muyu's body can barely bear it.

And all of that only cost 6 strands of Ji Dao blood energy.

In just one day, my realm has not reached the peak of the fourth level, and my physical body is as weak as possible and is closest to the early stage of breaking the path.

Because every trace of Ji Dao blood energy requires a small amount of special blood energy to dilute it. If so, my physical body cannot bear it.