God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on the stone wall above.

It's just an ordinary stone wall, nothing surprising.

Even if there are some rocks protruding outward, they are all natural shapes and do not look like they were caused by man.

"Is it really the "Blood God Picture" left behind by the founder of the Blood God Sect?"

Even Zhang Ruochen was a little confused.

In the distance, Jishui saw Zhang Ruochen's helpless look and felt very satisfied. From now on, it depends on how arrogant he will be?

"Try using the Eye of Divine Seal."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy energy and injected it into his pupils, and the divine seal emerged in his pupils.

Looking at the stone wall again, Zhang Ruochen finally saw some clues. The nineteen-foot-high stone wall is actually covered with dense lines and light spots.

The number of lines is probably tens of thousands.

The number of light spots is comparable to the stars in the sky, and it is impossible to count them.

"This is the real "Blood God Picture". Only those with the eyes of the divine seal can see it."

Zhang Ruochen finally understood why for thousands of years, only one person in the entire Blood God Sect was able to understand the true meaning of the "Blood God Picture".

Without the Eye of the Divine Seal, it would be impossible to see the "Blood God Picture".

Now that he has seen the "Blood God Picture", Zhang Ruochen will naturally not let go of this rare opportunity and devote all his mental energy to it.

As his understanding deepened, the blood in Zhang Ruochen's body began to boil.

The flow of blood became faster and faster, like a rushing river, making a rumbling sound.

Jishui and the monkey half-human boy standing far away also heard the sound of blood flowing.

"Why do I hear that there are many rivers flowing in his body? Could it be that there is a world inside his body?"

The half-human monkey boy was quite surprised. He stopped burying the earth and stared at Zhang Ruochen sitting cross-legged under the stone wall with his wide golden eyes.

"Did he really comprehend something in "Blood God Picture"?"

Jishui was even more surprised, clearly feeling that the blood in Gu Linfeng's body was actually more powerful than hers.

There is a blood spiritual vein in Zhang Ruochen's body that connects the sea of ​​qi and blood.

At this moment, the blood spirit veins separated from the air sea, flew out, and connected with the "Blood God Picture".

Looking over from where Jishui was, he saw a very thin blood line between Gu Lingfeng's body and the stone wall.

"What happened? How come a meridian flew out of his body and was connected to the "Blood God Diagram"?" The monkey and half-human boy was even more surprised, and his eyes almost popped out.

An old voice sounded behind the monkey and half-human boy: "That's the blood spirit vein."

"What blood spirit veins? Blood spirit veins can also be connected to stones? Old man, are you kidding... uh..."

Suddenly, the face of the half-human monkey boy changed. At this moment, his neck seemed to be strangled and he was speechless.

Who is talking to him?

The monkey and half-human boy slowly turned his head and looked towards the big pit just now.

He saw that the old man he had buried in the pit crawled out silently and was standing behind him.

"You...your old man...is still alive..."

The teeth of the monkey and half-human boy kept trembling and making a clicking sound.

"Meet the Supreme Elder."

Jishui immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully to the old man in gray.

The monkey and half-human boy also reacted, half-kneeling on the ground and pressing his face to the ground.

The old man in gray had an aura of simplicity and wildness about him, as if he were an ancient fossil that had become a living creature, which made people feel awe.

He ignored Jishui and the monkey half-human boy. He stared at Zhang Ruochen with his penetrating eyes, as if talking to himself: "After a whole thousand years, someone finally understood the "Blood God Picture". He can practice it." How many blood spirit veins are produced?"

Seeing that the gray-clothed old man was not angry, the half-human boy from the monkey race suddenly became bolder, raised his head, and asked: "Old senior, can you cultivate the bleeding spiritual veins by studying the "Blood God Picture"?"

The old man in gray nodded and said: "A thousand years ago, there was a strange man in the Blood God Sect who understood the "Blood God Picture" and cultivated seven blood spiritual veins."

"What's the use of cultivating the bleeding spirit vein?" asked the half-human monkey boy.

"Condensing the blood, the body becomes holy." said the old man in gray.

These eight simple words made Jishui and the monkey half-human boy take a breath of cold air, and then a burning brilliance appeared in their eyes.

If a monk wants to become a saint, there are three ways to become a saint: martial arts, spiritual power, and physical body.

Among them, the monks who have become saints in the flesh are the most powerful. With a single punch, they can beat the saints of the same realm to death.

A saint with a sanctified body can sweep away a group of martial arts saints and spiritual saints.

Of course, it is extremely difficult to become a saint in the physical body, and there are very few of them. Among saints, there is only one in ten thousand.

It is already extremely difficult to become a saint, let alone becoming a saint in the physical body?

The monkey and half-human boy asked again, "Thousands of years ago, did that strange man from the Blood God Sect achieve the level of physical sanctification?"

There was a complex expression in the eyes of the old man in gray clothes, and he said: "Not only was the physical body sanctified, he was only a little bit close to cultivating the physical body to the realm of a great saint. Unfortunately, he was still a little short of it in the end."

This time, the monkey half-human boy and Jishui were completely shocked and felt suffocated.

You must know that in the distant past, there was an ancestor of the Peacock tribe who once cultivated his physical body to the realm of the Great Sage. He was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and transcended beyond the five elements. He fought against gods three times and did not die.

If that strange man from the Blood God Cult cultivated his physical body to the realm of the Great Sage, wouldn't he also have such a powerful combat power?

Even Queen Chi Yao, who is the best in the world, may not be able to be her enemy.

"After all, it's still a little bit worse." The old man in gray sighed again.

At this moment, a second blood spiritual vein flew out of Zhang Ruochen's body and was also connected to the "Blood God Picture".

Immediately afterwards, the third blood spirit vein and the fourth blood spirit vein rushed out one after another.

Jishui and the monkey half-human young master held their breaths and stared closely at Zhang Ruochen. They wanted to know how many blood spirit veins he could cultivate?

That strange man from thousands of years ago cultivated seven blood spiritual veins, and was just a little bit closer to cultivating his physical body to the realm of a great sage.

If he could cultivate eight blood spirit veins, wouldn't he have a good chance of surpassing that strange man from thousands of years ago?

"If you can cultivate five blood spiritual veins, you will have the opportunity to become a saint physically in the future." The old man in gray said.

Jishui simply didn't believe that with Gu Linfeng's character, he could surpass that strange man from thousands of years ago. It is quite remarkable that he can cultivate five blood spirit veins.

After all, becoming a saint in the physical body has made him look down upon all the saints in the world.

It is a legend that he became a great saint in the flesh.

"Wow——"

The fifth blood spirit vein flew out, like a silk thread, hanging horizontally in the void.

"My dear, I have cultivated five blood spiritual veins, and I am very likely to become a saint in the future. This guy is indeed a dragon among men. The first time I saw him, I saw that he was very extraordinary." The monkey half-human race The young man said excitedly.

There was some light in the eyes of the old man in gray clothes, and he said: "A monk who has cultivated five blood spiritual veins, as long as he can continuously absorb and refine high-grade blood, will be able to become a saint physically."

Jishui pursed her lips tightly and looked at the five blood lines between Gu Linfeng and the "Blood God Picture".

In her heart, she was very puzzled. How could a violent, lustful, arrogant person understand the "Blood God Picture"?

If Gu Linfeng can truly become a saint physically, his future combat effectiveness will definitely surpass that of King Hai Ming and become a giant of the Blood God Sect.

"Wow——"

The sixth blood spirit vein flew out.

"If he cultivates another blood spirit vein, he can catch up with that strange man from the Blood God Sect a thousand years ago."

The half-human monkey boy jumped up from the ground and stared at Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting cross-legged, with an almost worshipful look.

Jishui simply didn't believe that Gu Linfeng could compare with that strange man from the Blood God Sect a thousand years ago.

You know, although that strange man did not reach the realm of the Great Sage, in that era, he was called the Tenth Emperor, enough to challenge the Nine Emperors.

No matter how much Jishui looked down on Gu Linfeng, Gu Linfeng finally cultivated the seventh blood spirit vein.

Even the gray-robed old man in Gujing Wubo twitched his eyelids and said: "This boy's talent is high enough to be compared with that man back then. If he grows up, the Blood God Sect will never be here." The lowest among the seven ancient religions.”

At this moment, Jishui was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Does Gu Linfeng have such a high talent? Or is it that Gu Linfeng was just lucky and understood the "Picture of the Blood God" by accident?

But in the past thousand years, together with Gu Linfeng, they were the only two people who understood the "Blood God Picture". How could it be a mistake?

Half an hour passed, and Zhang Ruochen did not cultivate the eighth blood spirit vein.

The young man from the half-human race of monkeys swallowed his saliva and said: "It should be over by now. He has equaled the strange man from a thousand years ago. It seems that the Blood God Sect is about to give birth to a second strange man."

The old man in gray also nodded slightly. Seven blood spiritual veins were already the limit of that young man, and it was impossible to cultivate an eighth blood spiritual vein.

Suddenly, a look of shock appeared in the eyes of the old man in gray.

I saw the young man sitting cross-legged under the stone wall, with a faint blood glow all over his body, and another blood spiritual vein rushing out of his body, connected to the "Blood God Picture".

He cultivated the eighth blood spirit vein and surpassed the strange man from thousands of years ago.

Wouldn't it be possible to become a great saint in the future?

"Will he be able to cultivate more blood spirit veins?" The young man from the monkey half-human tribe was already kneeling and looking at Zhang Ruochen, he was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

The ninth blood spirit vein!

The tenth blood spirit vein!

After cultivating ten blood spirit veins, he finally calmed down.

Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "After all, I can only cultivate ten blood spirit veins. I have reached the limit and cannot get to the next level."

Hearing this, the three people not far away all had the urge to strangle him to death.

Zhang Ruochen actually felt really sorry in his heart. He didn't know how much shock he had just caused to the other three people.