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Li Qingshan took a deep breath: "Bone Bodhisattva, another magic way!" Although he still doesn't know how high the Buddhist monk who is about to attain the status of Bodhisattva is, he also knows that this is probably far beyond him. The magical powers of imagination.
Li Qingshan said with a solemn expression: "This supernatural power may not be easy to cultivate!"
Qing Niu said: "Yes, this kind of supernatural powers not only require the cultivator's excellent soul aptitude, but also take the blood of the dying life for sacrifice, endure the burning of blood, to obtain a lot of essence. , But now it’s only filled with animal blood. Of course, the best sacrifice is human blood, especially those who are vigorous and practising martial arts."
Li Qingshan's heart trembled. No matter who hears this kind of cultivation method, he can only think of evil methods and magical ways. No matter what the legend is, there are people who use human lives to practice exercises. In the end, it's not easy to die.
Can't help asking: "Why do you want to practice this?"
Xiao An's face paled with fright, his wisdom gradually opened up, and he also knew that this was an extremely evil magic way.
Qing Niu said: "Of course it is to help you, hey, is this the upper-level mental method for controlling ghosts?"
Li Qingshan was shocked, unable to speak any more words of blame, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "It seems that we have all followed the wrong master, and we are destined to go to the dark on this magic road."
Xiao An was relieved and smiled shyly.
A sika deer flew through the forest, avoiding the shadowy wind, but was finally cut off by a hunting knife. Before the blood splashed down, it was caught by the porcelain altar. As soon as the hot blood fell in it, the cloudy wind rolled. A white bone drenched in blood flew out.
Sitting cross-legged with bones, like an old monk sitting still, there is a mysterious feeling of sacred and evil mixed. If there is a high monk here, if not sure, you can understand the Buddha's principle of alternating withered and flourished, and life and death.
However, Li Qingshan could only watch Xiao An attach to the bones, refining blood qi, blood qi rising like a flame of blood, Xiao An's brows were furrowed, his soul trembled, and he was suffering greatly.
Magical powers often take shortcuts, but shortcuts are also dangerous. They need to pay a great price and take great risks. The pain of burning the soul with blood is better than being burned by the fire, and with great perseverance to maintain the mind and cultivate supernatural powers, it is really not an ordinary person's practice.
Li Qingshan clenched his fists, only to feel that there was a fire burning in his heart, the heat could not be tolerated, and Xiao An's suffering by the mistress's side was less than one percent of the moment, so he stretched out his hand to stop it.
Qing Niu said: "This is not only for you, you have what you want to do, and you want to fulfill your wish. The same is true for him. This is his freedom."
"His wish?"
"Yes, his wish is to help you." Qing Niu couldn't help but laughed at the witty remarks he had said, but saw that Li Qingshan didn't smile at all, so he narrowed his smile, "You know what? I promised this. When he was a kid, he didn't know how happy he was, and he is also happy now. As long as I can smooth my mind, there will be no regrets or regrets no matter what you do, isn't it what you said?"
After a long time, the blood energy was completely refined and merged into the bones, with a faint redness attached to the bones.
Li Qingshan took out the ginseng and took another drop of ginseng liquid into Xiao An's forehead. Xiao An closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Li Qingshan turned and jumped into the icy pool again, only in this way can he calm his heart down.
The days passed quickly, and the 100,000 mountains were all wrapped in silver. Li Qingshan went into the water every day to practice, and he had to get injured almost every day before he came up. If it weren’t for his very human physique, and the spirit wine is always nourishing, his body is early. It collapsed.
Xiao An kept hunting and killing wild animals. At first, he only used the blood of small vegetarian animals like hares and yellow goats to practice the exercises. Later, he practiced them with bloody carnivores like tigers and leopards.
The two of them seemed to be competing, trying their best to practice supernatural powers, and the spirit of the spirits soaked in ginseng tasted less and less.
Until a month later, the waterfall was still roaring and rushing, and the vortex in the pool was still spinning endlessly. In the large vortex in the center, a figure was faintly visible dancing in the water.
Against the boundless torrent, as if facing countless opponents, Li Qingshan carried the "Bull Demon Power Fist" in the water, one by one, just like on the shore, without losing shape, but full of calm strength.
The bull demon stepped on his hoof to stabilize his figure, the bull demon made leather to resist the rapids, and the bull demon's top horn hit the whirlpool.
Does the true energy rotate like a whirlpool, forming a small cyclone, and the true air flows toward the limbs and bodies, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
The pool water was violent, ten times more turbulent than usual.
Li Qingshan punched out.
"Boom" was like a muffled thunder in the water, and a terrible breath spread from the water, startling countless birds and beasts.
Xiao An's heart jumped, as if some terrible beast had been released, far better than a jackal, tiger and leopard. He stared at the water surface closely, the water surface returned to calm, and the whirlpool disappeared unexpectedly.
A smile appeared in the green bull's eyes.
A tall figure jumped out of the deep pool and landed on the rock. Li Qingshan's bronze body was as strong as an ox, carved out of rock, and every muscle was full of explosive power.
He slammed a fist against the rock under his foot, and there was a loud "boom", not like a hit of flesh and blood on a stone, but like a stone hitting a stone.
After a moment of calm, "Kacha Kacha!", the huge rock that had been polished by the pool water for countless years cracked open, and finally shattered.
Before the rock shattered, Li Qingshan had leaped to the edge of the pool, looked at his hands, and muttered: "This is the power of a cow?" He felt that there seemed to be infinite power in his body, and his whole body seemed to be reborn. If you meet again A third-rate master like Shangsan Master can pinch him to death with just one hand, but he doesn't want to hurt his own hair.
Qing Niu said: "You are finally getting started."
Li Qingshan picked up the cracked stone bow and drew it like a moon. The original hard iron bow is now soft like an ordinary wooden bow.
"Beng Beng Beng" Li Qingshan repeatedly plucked the bowstring, and used the three-stone bow to use the arrow method of continuous bead. With this continuous shooting, the bowstring exploded, and the sound of trembling seemed to cut the air open.
Li Qingshan felt that there was more energy left, and he kept yelling, and opened his bow once in all directions.
Power, a steady flow of power, as if as long as you want, you can do everything and defeat all enemies. This is the feeling of supernatural power, and it does not belong to any martial arts in the world.
Xiaoan watched and worshiped infinitely.
"Xiao'an, it's time to go out!" Li Qingshan lifted the porcelain altar and walked outside the mountain, not to Heifengzhai, but to Qingyang City.
The sound of the waterfall faded away, the pool water rushed again, and the vortex revolved.
The three characters "Qingyang City" were engraved on the high gates. Li Qingshan looked up for a while. This is the first time he has come to this city since he was a child.
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