Chapter 135 The eighth layer of blood clotting!

"Now it's safe here." Su Ming muttered, put away the black mask, closed his eyes, and was immersed in meditation. In a flash of a few days, under many southern dispersions, Su Ming's internal injuries have healed.

He was silent for a long time and gave up the idea of leaving this place. Instead, he lived here. The red grass spread ten feet around, completely covering the place and hiding his existence.

Time passed slowly, one month, two months, three months... Until four months later, Su Ming never went out too far. In this hole, he silently increased his cultivation with mountain spirit.

In the past few months, he often communicated with Hefeng, learned a lot of things, and listened to Hefeng's experience in the past few years as an example.

The red grassland is still ten feet. Although Hefeng once told Su Ming that if this grassland absorbs enough flesh and blood, it can increase the range, as long as the grassland is paved, it will quickly absorb the qi and blood of the controller. The terrible absorption power is far beyond people. The larger the range, the more it absorbs. It's amazing. I can't stand the wind, so I rarely use it.

He also told Su Ming that the grassland of this animal skin was first turned into a radius of ten miles, but at that time, except for a limited number of people such as the barbarians, no one in the Handan Mountain could withstand the absorption power, and almost instantly sucked out of Qi and blood and died.

Even the barbarian and others can't use it for too long, until the years pass, the grassland transformed by the animal skin slowly withers, and the Handan tribe can gradually be used by more people, but also because the narrowing of the grassland, it can only be protected and has no other role.

However, this made Su Ming very strange. He had been spreading the red grass for nearly a year, but he had never encountered the matter of absorbing the manipulator's qi and blood. However, Su Ming only thought about this matter and did not ask the wind.

The animal skin turned into this grassland, and Su Ming also asked the origin. This object was indeed one of the relics of the ancestors of the Handan Mountain Department as he expected, but because of the horror of absorbing qi and blood, it was difficult to accept and was slowly ignored.

And in Su Ming's clever casual inquiry, he found something that puzzled him, that is, the moment when the skin of the beast was turned into a red grass, the illusion in his mind seemed that Hefeng had never experienced or even seemed to be before Hefeng. The Hanshan tribe people who mastered the beast's skin from generation to generation were all He Well, otherwise it's impossible not to stay! Some clues.

"If the wind hadn't concealed this matter, would it have been? ...I have something to do with the grass that has been transformed into this animal skin?" Su Ming couldn't think of the reason, only these two answers.

But he was very cautious and did not expand the scope of the grassland by looking for flesh and blood, but he became interested in the ancestors who sat under the abyss of Hanshan City.

In a few months, the blood line in Su Ming's body has also increased a lot, which is related to the crisis of the outside world, but more, it is the environment in the depths of the rainforest. The thicker and thicker qi makes Su Ming's qi and blood run, which is also affected.

The blood line in his body has reached more than 370 when it is in operation, which is very close to the eighth level of the blood clotting realm of 379.

However, the effect of Shan Ling San is also very weak at this moment. According to Su Ming's analysis, if you support yourself to add about 20 more blood lines, it will be completely ineffective.

As for the medicine tripod formed by Hefeng's body, it has also grown strong in the past few months and has faintly met the requirements of quenching. If it hadn't been for the need of one animal bone and three herbs, it could have been refined.

Life in the depths of the rainforest is very calm. Su Ming has been alone most of the time since he came to this place of Nanchen, and he has been used to this feeling of loneliness.

Practiced silently until three months passed in the lining hole. On this day, Su Ming coiled his knees and the blood line on his body reached 398. His eyes were closed, and the blood on his body flashed, almost penetrating the big tree. If it hadn't been covered by red grass, it could be clearly seen outside.

In a short time, 379 blood lines suddenly appeared on Su Ming's body. After his appearance, a strong breath immediately burst out in Su Ming's body. Under this breath, he opened his eyes and his eyes were calm.

Blood clotting, the eighth layer.

"Four years..." Su Ming muttered. It has been four years since he woke up in the land of Nanchen. The time of the dish has been from the seventh floor of the blood clot to the eighth floor. The speed is not fast. He has spent most of the time here, and he is healing his wounds.

"A month ago, the blood line was 397 times when it lost its effect. In this month, I did not rely on Shan Lingsan and slowly added two blood lines, which reached the eighth layer of coagulation...

The road to practice is really difficult. Su Ming looked persistent and felt the qi and blood in his body.

"After all, the help of Yaoshi is limited, and it can't be long. The mountain spirit is invalid, which may also be a good thing for me. From now on, we can avoid too much dependence!

And I still have two drops of barbaric blood. These two drops of barbaric blood should be able to make my blood not "one, one" and the wind scream. The words are getting weaker and weaker. Most of the faint light has dissipated, and my face is bitter, and I slowly close my eyes.

At the moment when the light villain was about to completely disperse, Su Ming's eyes flashed, condensing the art of branding a little and melting it.

The faint light villain transformed by the wind immediately stabilized from dissipation, showing pain in his face, but his eyes were full of surprise and desire for life. He did not resist and let it merge. After a light of incense, when the faint light villain he turned into stabilized, he knelt in front of Su Ming, showing respect.

At the same time, there was an extra thought in Su Ming's mind, which seemed to be connected to the breeze. As long as his mind moved, it could be completely erased.

"I know you are unwilling." Su Ming looked at the gentle villain and slowly opened his mouth.

"Small? ...No? He Feng smiled bitterly, looked at Su Ming, and lowered his head again.

"I can give you a chance. If you help me wholeheartedly, I will give you freedom in a hundred years." Su Ming said calmly, looking at He Feng.

Hearing this, He Feng suddenly looked up and looked at Su Ming.

"Is it true that the master said this?"

"You and I don't have a deep hatred. You have been calculating me all the time. I'm resisting. Why did I lie to you?" Su Ming said coldly.

He Feng was silent, and his heart was bitter. After a moment, he showed decisiveness in his eyes.

"The master can take out me... The mask in my storage bag. This mask is an imitation of the ancestors. Although it can't be compared, it is put on, but after putting it on, use the branding technique, and you don't need to hold the spirit stone."

"Storage bag? Spirit stone?" Su Ming was stunned.

"It's not surprising that the master doesn't know. Few people know the bag, and the villain only knows it from the classics of the clan. It's something left by the ancestors, which is called a storage bag.

As for the spiritual stone, it is the stone coin of our barbarians. The breeze explained.

Su Ming took a look at He Feng, took out the purple bag from his arms, and took out the mask from it.

"The master is indeed very cautious. If you had worn this mask before..." He Feng smiled bitterly and said calmly. Although he didn't finish it, Su Ming had understood that he saw that He Feng seemed to be struggling to raise his right hand. On the mask, suddenly the mask was also in the middle of his eyebrows, dissipating a faint light Below, it is completely inhaled into the body, so that its gloomy body will soon be full.

"Please ask the master to take out a red spirit stone in the storage bag again." He Feng said softly.

"What do you look like now?" Su Ming did not take it out immediately, but looked at He Feng and slowly opened his mouth.

"I'm not sure. This is the transformation after the long-term practice of the branding. In the classics left by the ancestors, it was said that this state is called Lingxiu. Although it is very weak, only the dustland of practicing this branding can have it.

If you reach the realm of sacrificial bones and practice this branding, the spiritual body in the body in your body is called the spiritual baby. Even if it can be strong, it can be called the legendary barbarian soul realm, it can be called the yuan god.

Unfortunately, many classics were robbed by the three books of that year, and those of the rest were also taken away by Xuanlun. Otherwise, the master can see them in person. He Feng said in a low voice.

"What do you want the red spirit stone for?" Su Ming pondered for a moment, and the moonlight was cold.

"Master, don't worry, the villain not only decides to recognize the Lord, but also has a hundred years of agreement, so he will not betray. The villain asks for the red spirit stone to integrate into my spiritual body and use its power to merge with this mask again. After that, the master wears this mask, and he can use the skill of branding Just change the red spirit stone when it is broken.

And this mask has the effect of changing the breath. The villain has only used it twice, and everyone who sees it has been killed by me. Even if the master wears it, he doesn't have to worry about being recognized as related to me.

I can also rely on this mask to provide my experience to the master. He Feng's words are very organized. Obviously, he has recovered from the previous panic and collapse, and has once again become the deep He Feng.

Su Ming's eyes flashed and stared at He Feng. After a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"No, I'm still used to holding stone coins. As for this mask, I have other uses. As for your habitat..." Su Ming raised his right hand and waved the void, and immediately there were a large number of souls of moon wings. The outsiders can't see the soul of moon wings, but after seeing the wind saw it, his expression Dare to resist and let the souls of those moon wings come ferociously. After surrounding it, it seemed to form a tight blockade and suddenly pulled into Su Ming's body.

There are a large number of souls of the moon wings. Su Ming is not afraid of the gentle waves of the wind, and through the blockade of these souls of the moon wings, Su Ming can completely seal the connection between the wind and the outside world, making him have some secrets that this person can't find.

After doing this, Su Ming's face showed fatigue. These days, the scenes with the wind made Su Ming feel tired not only in his body, but also in his heart.