After returning to Lingbi Mountain, Xu Changjun was relieved that no one was following him along the way.

The relationship between the three major forces in Yundong Lake is not as close as it seems on the surface. On the surface, they are allied with each other to resist foreign enemies, but there are many dirty things in private.

Xu Changjun does not want to be distracted by these things. His only focus is on cultivation.

However, this trip was quite smooth, and he also got the Bloodline Spiritual Technique, a blood refining secret method, which is exactly what he urgently needs.

"It's just that the Fenghuang Sect seems to be a little too considerate?!"

"When did the relationship between our Xu family and the people in the Fenghuang Sect become so good..."

Xu Changjun held the Bloodline Spiritual Technique in his hand, frowning slightly. His perception was extremely sharp. Before, Zhao Yuxuan seemed a little reluctant to what he asked for, but when he turned back to the backyard, he took out the blood refining secret method again. Something must have happened during this period that made him change his attitude.

He clearly remembered that after Zhao Yuxuan entered the backyard, there seemed to be a very terrifying aura hidden there. The contact time was very short, but because the Gengjin Divine Thunder had forged a thunder spirit body, his perception in this regard was very sharp.

Although it was only a touch and then separated, he clearly understood that the other party was terrible, at least they were all foundation-building beings.

Jinbaozhai was a shop of Fenghuangmen, and it was not surprising that there were occasionally foundation-building cultivators sitting in it.

That strong man was the fundamental reason for Zhao Yuxuan's change of attitude.

As for why he helped himself, Xu Changjun thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any clues. Then he simply threw it out of his mind and began to study the blood spiritual technique.

Since the blood spiritual technique was in hand, Xu Changjun could prepare for the next step.

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A few days later, as his physical condition recovered to the best, Xu Changjun began to bathe and change clothes, preparing for the next step of blood refining.

These are all for him to break through the foundation and lay a solid foundation in the future. Xu Changjun dare not be careless.

Before the retreat, Xu Changjun found Uncle Fu and asked about the news of the second-level monster.

Uncle Fu's report was still as Xu Changjun thought, and there was no clue yet.

Xu Changjun did not say much, but told Uncle Fu to continue to inquire and send people to investigate. Any news he could get was a piece of news.

After all, the second-level monster is equivalent to the foundation of human beings, and even rarer. Yundong Lake is just a small place after all.

This belongs to the human area. There are not many second-level monsters living here. Moreover, Xu Changjun is stuck at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training as a bottleneck. He must always concentrate his spirit before he can break through the foundation stage.

This is still a long way to go, and he still has plenty of time.

Everything was settled securely, and Xu Changjun finally put his mind at ease. He went directly to the retreat place, lit the torches around, and illuminated the secret room.

The secret room for retreat cultivation was empty, and there was nothing occupying the space. There was a cushion in the middle, which could calm his mind and nourish his qi. He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice the exercises.

Xu Changjun visualized the nine-story building of thunder and flame, and the sea of ​​qi in the dantian gradually stabilized. His mana condensed, and he circulated the small and large circles to calm his body's qi.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

At this time, Xu Changjun stretched out his hand and opened the storage bag he carried with him. A ray of light flashed, and the vine leaf petiole of the nine-story thunder god vine, which was a little more than two inches long, appeared in front of him.

There were crackling sounds in the air from time to time, and there was a burnt and paste-like smell. A wisp of golden arc penetrated from the petiole, rubbed against each other, generated static electricity, and swirled out circles of mysterious ripples.

Xu Changjun controlled the petiole to float in front of him, pinched his hands, formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

If you want to refine the petiole in front of you, you must first connect with the petiole. Simply put, it is to produce a certain resonance of the same frequency with the petiole before you can penetrate it into your own will and mana, and gradually refine it.

Then, Xu Changjun raised his soul power, and his brows slowly lit up, as if a ray of light shot out directly, and it probed slightly and touched the vine leaves and stalks of the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine in an instant.

According to the introduction of the secret method of blood spiritual communication, the most difficult part of the entire blood refining secret method is the spiritual communication process. No matter what material is spiritualized, this process is very difficult.

After all, it is not easy to refine spiritual materials with one's own blood and gradually penetrate these dead things, and it is even more difficult to have a certain connection in the process, which requires a lot of time.

Even be prepared for failure.

The whole process requires not only patience, but sometimes also some luck.

"Why? Why is the process of spiritual communication with the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine petiole so simple?"

Before this, Xu Changjun had been prepared for repeated failures. After all, this was his first spiritual communication with this secret method, and he had never tried it before.

Moreover, this vine leaf petiole came from the prehistoric world after all, and had no connection with this world.

The combination of the two situations was much more complicated, and Xu Changjun did not have much confidence.

However, sometimes things are often unexpected.

At the moment when Xu Changjun's soul power touched the petiole.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar feeling, as if the clear touch of his own flesh and blood, surged into his heart.

In an instant, Xu Changjun's soul turned into an invisible network, completely wrapping up the entire petiole, like water and milk, penetrating into it along the fine holes of the petiole, gradually penetrating into its marrow, and every corner was clearly controlled by it.

It is no exaggeration to say that the entire spiritual communication process was completed in an instant.

It was simply a miracle.

Even if the cultivator who created this set of blood spiritual communication technique was in control of it personally, he would be stunned to see Xu Changjun's situation with his own eyes.

Soon, Xu Changjun realized why he was so compatible with the petiole of the Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine.

That was because in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, in the prehistoric world, his body was originally a whole Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine that covered the sky and the sun.

And the petiole of this leaf was just a vine leaf that fell from the ancestor Nine Heavens Thunder God Vine, which was equivalent to a hair that fell from Xu Changjun's body.

The falling vine leaf itself is part of its whole, and the petiole that was left in the end naturally belongs to the same root and origin, so it can communicate with the spirit so smoothly.

Refining a part of yourself, is that called refining?

It is clearly called returning to the past, and it is naturally not difficult to be compatible with each other.

Xu Changjun controlled his excitement, and the powerful spiritual power circulated along every inch of the petiole and penetrated into every vein. The whole process was extremely smooth, and then his soul returned to his body.

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