Five Elements Heaven

The beating of the sword fetus is like a heart that never stops. ●⌒,

The complicated blood lines were like poisonous red insects and ants emerging from the dust of thousands of years, wandering around Ai Hui's body. A large amount of red blood poison continued to corrode Ai Hui's body, and wisps of faint and sweet fragrance emanated from his body.

The violent and murderous power is continuously generated from the body that gradually turns to blood.

The blood streaks all over Ai Hui's body began to shrink rapidly, and they collapsed towards Ai Hui's eyebrows from all directions. The blood lines became more delicate and delicate, ready to move. After a while, they turned into a circle of fine flame-shaped blood lines, surrounding the blank eyebrows.

The blood lines were like a thin layer of bright blood, desperately seeping towards the center of the eyebrows, and the fragrance on Ai Hui's body became even richer.

The beat of the sword fetus began to slow down, as if it had fallen into thick plasma.

The blood poison in the tree beard flows faster and gurgling continuously.

Ai Hui's body is constantly growing new blood lines, and these new blood lines are constantly flowing towards the center of his eyebrows. Ai Hui's eyebrows were like a magnet with strong suction, attracting the blood streaks that kept coming.

At this moment, the motionless bandage suddenly began to move silently along Ai Hui's body. As if there was an invisible hand controlling them, one bandage was wrapped around Ai Hui's head, and another bandage was wrapped around Ai Hui's feet. They were entangled very tightly, layer upon layer, and in the blink of an eye, Ai Hui's whole body was wrapped up tightly, like a rice dumpling. What's even more bizarre is that every tree beard is cleverly avoided by them.

A streak of blood just appeared on Ai Hui's right palm, and then passed through Ai Hui's skin strangely, and appeared on the bandage outside the palm.

Unaware of it, it continued to flow along the surface of the bandage and toward Ai Hui's eyebrows.

It seems that everything is no different from before.

When it wandered to Ai Hui's elbow, its color became much darker.

At the edge of the wandering blood lines, there are blood threads a hundred times thinner than a hair, like leeches as tiny as dust, sucking its blood. Bright red blood lines gradually fade in color. Turn into gray light.

The sword tire, which was originally unable to bear the heavy pressure, seemed to smell the breath of victory. When blood lines appeared on the bandage, it suddenly stopped for a second. It began to beat at a faster frequency, and the faint and cold breath of the sword filled the air from Ai Hui's eyebrows.

At the same time, there was a suction force that spread out.

Dots of transparent light flew out from the blood patterns. It turned into a thin ray of light and sank into Ai Hui's body. When it sank into Ai Hui's body, an imperceptible sword sound suddenly sounded.

The blood lines that were originally just lighter in color have become even duller in luster.

Every time you move forward, the blood lines will become a little grayer. When it wandered to Ai Hui's shoulder, its color had turned into withered gray.

The withered blood streaks turned into a wisp of smoke rising from the bandage.

Ai Hui, who was wrapped like a mummy, was exuding wisps of gray smoke.

It is different from the sweetness of blood poison. The gray smoke was extremely fishy, ​​and when it touched the blood-red leaves on the treetops, they withered and turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A steady stream of blood poison poured in, and the gray smoke surrounding Ai Hui became thicker and thicker. From a distance, it looked like a gray cocoon.

The green wolf below looked up, with doubts in his eyes. The changes above were far beyond the scope of what it could understand. But the smell of the gray smoke made it instinctively fearful. What makes it even more frightened is the gray smoke inside the cocoon. It seems like there is some kind of monster hiding.

It took a few steps back and looked around. Seeing that nothing had changed around it, the uneasiness in its heart gradually dissipated. Lie on the ground again.

I don't know how long it took for Ai Hui to wake up from his confusion.

He was awakened by a very strange sound, a sound that was somewhat unfamiliar to him and seemed to have been heard somewhere. After listening carefully for a while, he finally understood that it was the sound of swords, but he had never heard such continuous sword sounds before.

Are you dreaming?

When he was in the sword cultivation dojo, he often had such dreams. You will dream about the towering Qionglou Palace, you will dream about the sword cultivator flying like a shooting star on his sword, you will dream about the shining sword formation reflected in the sky, you will dream about all kinds of novel spiritual beasts, you will dream about flying into the sky. Escape...

I will dream of those magical sword canons, those legendary flying swords, those names that once made the whole world tremble.

He hadn't had these bizarre dreams for a long time. The carefree innocence and curiosity of a young boy were always tempered and dissipated by time and reality.

People's state of mind is related to age, but it is more closely related to experience. Ai Hui has never been old enough to love fantasy, but he has experienced a life that he dared not fantasize about.

When Ai Hui heard the continuous sound of swords, his first reaction was that he was dreaming.

After a moment, he realized that it was not a dream.

Because he felt the beating of the sword embryo, a powerful beating, unprecedentedly powerful. The continuous sound of the sword came from the sword embryo and penetrated his body. He could even feel the muscles in his whole body trembling slightly in the sound of the sword.

I don’t know if it’s because of the darkness in front of me, but my feelings about my body have become clearer and more acute. Threads of water were like huge schools of fish, swimming inside his body. Every beat of the sword fetus can cause them to tremble.

Ai Hui was a little surprised, what is this?

He had never seen such trickles before, and he could feel the power they contained, a power unlike anything he had seen before.

Well, in fact, he has never seen any other power, Ai Hui laughed at himself.

But what he was certain of was that these astonishing amounts of trickles were completely different from the Yuanli he had cultivated before. Could it be a brand new elemental power?

Ai Hui is not sure. He has just gotten rid of his status as a rookie when it comes to Yuanli cultivation.

There are too many Yuan powers in this world that he has never seen before.

Now is not the time to think about this, you have to find a way to get out of trouble.

Ai Hui woke up and tried to struggle, but found that he had completely lost control of his body and could not move at all.

Ai Hui did not panic. He had encountered more difficult situations than this.

There must be a way, he encouraged himself in his heart.

He began to examine his body carefully, but the more he examined his body, the more surprised he became.

All the five palaces and eight palaces in the body were completely destroyed. This is not surprising. He still has memories of what happened before he fell into coma. The blood poison caused great damage to his body.

Are these trickles of blood poison?

No, the blood poison is manic and violent, but the trickle in the body is very peaceful, even more peaceful than the Jin Yuanli he has cultivated.

The trickle is seeping into your body from the outside. Outside……

Only then did Ai Hui feel the bandage that was tightly wrapped around him. Strangely enough, his consciousness entered the bandage effortlessly.

He seemed to have entered another world, with a strong smell of blood. Head on.

The rich and sticky blood has no end as far as the eye can see. The sea of ​​​​blood was extremely violent, and waves of blood hundreds of feet suddenly rose from the ground, as if a monster hidden under the sea stretched out its long bloody tongue. Licking the sky.

The blood streaks in the sky were reflected, flowing like water.

Every time a bloody tongue licks the sky, a blood waterfall composed of countless strands of blood will be pulled from the sky.

Ai Hui's heart palpitated when he saw it. After just one glance, he felt that his mind was a little distracted and he quickly regained his composure.

The bloody light made him feel very uncomfortable, and he instinctively disliked the bloody light.

The blood streaks in the sky are fading.

Various strange phenomena of the blood bandage flashed through his mind, and he became more and more certain that the blood bandage was a blood-refined object from the era of cultivation. The era of cultivation is really amazing, he sighed in his heart. Any piece of rag that is inconspicuous and unknown has such power.

Witnessing the changes in the blood lines, Ai Hui finally knew where those trickles in his body came from.

The blood bandage drained away the blood light in the blood poison, and under the action of the sword fetus, the remaining power in the blood poison was the trickle that sank into Ai Hui's body.

Ai Hui's heart suddenly moved, and he remembered a word mentioned by the woman in red.

Blood spiritual power.

At that time, he felt that the woman in red was either lying, or that the blood spiritual power was not real spiritual power. Has some kind of fatal flaw.

What if the blood poison is really blood spiritual power?

As soon as this idea came up, Ai Hui couldn't help but think about it. The woman in red also said a word, blood refining.

If blood poison is really blood spiritual power, it must be related to blood refining. Why can blood bandages absorb red blood light? Because the blood bandage is also a product of the blood refining sect, what it swallows is the blood in it.

There are many sword canons that have mentioned the blood refining method and the blood refining sect. The blood refining sect was also a heretic in the era of cultivation. Many of their cultivation methods are very cruel, such as using living spiritual beasts to practice, and even more extreme ones even use live soul beasts to practice. People sacrifice. for a long time. The Blood Refining Sect is regarded as a demonic way and is not tolerated by the righteous way.

What the blood bandage swallowed should be the blood-related things in the blood poison. It smelled its favorite scent.

Apart from blood spiritual power related to blood refining, what else is left?

Ai Hui's mind suddenly shook, and the answer was ready to come out.

Spiritual power!

This answer stunned him for a while. He never imagined that he would come up with such an incredible answer. But other than that, he really couldn't think of any other answer.

Spiritual power, that's spiritual power. The spiritual power that once created the extremely glorious era of cultivation has long since dissipated without a trace.

Ai Hui suddenly became excited.

The calmness of the past disappeared at this moment. Yes, the light of the era of cultivation has not been completely forgotten by people. Having spiritual power means that he can use the magical sword techniques in the sword canon.

Ai Hui forced himself to calm down.

Yes, no matter how powerful your spiritual power is, you are still in danger.

He tried to use the sword technique to get out of trouble in this way, but he soon realized that he was too naive. The spiritual energy in his body did respond, but they couldn't function at all because Ai Hui's meridians had never been exercised. The system of cultivation is meticulous and rigorous. Spiritual power, meridians, magic techniques, and flying swords are all linked together. If any link is missing, it will not be effective.

Ai Hui smiled bitterly in his heart, but then he regained his composure. Well, as the old saying goes, he has experienced more difficult moments than this, so what do they count?

After calming down, Ai Hui began to think about how these "spiritual powers" could be used.

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