Zhao Changhe didn't know who helped him so much, so he could only subconsciously attribute it to the blind man.
This is a great help!
According to the practice method of Bashan Sword Pavilion, these sword energies that overflowed and penetrated the body were supposed to be guided to circulate within the body. Previously, Wu Ding could spit out sword energy when he opened his mouth because he had the sword energy nurtured in his body, which became a trump card.
If it is well-maintained, every move of your hands and feet will be filled with sword energy. That is the legendary innate invisible sword energy that can break the body. Even if a drop of blood splashes, that is sword energy.
Shi Wuding is only half a step away.
In other words, if one can withstand the sword energy flowing through the body, then there is no need for sharp blade grass. The sharp blade grass is only used to generate and condense sword energy.
Everyone has a different way of practicing. Originally, Zhao Changhe really couldn't control the sword energy and couldn't guide it. But now it has been weakened countless times. Isn't it possible for him to try to guide it
He has already prepared enough sword intentions and knows exactly what to do...
Zhao Changhe quickly looked inward to guide the overflowing sword energy into his limbs and bones, blending it into the flowing blood and blood qi and evil spirit, and polishing it carefully. This was the body-building process that Li Shentong had pointed out.
Normal people can't do this alone, but under the premise that the blood transformation of Juntian Blood Jade is thick and unfading, it can be completed. The body forging required by the heavenly book is indeed absolutely standard.
Zhao Changhe felt as if a long time had passed. He seemed to be able to feel that the flowing blood had become extremely sharp, just like billions of blood swords gathered into one tube of blood, flowing in his body; and the evil spirit floating on it was like swords, shuttling back and forth.
After Zhao Changhe felt slightly adapted, the sword energy began to grow stronger again, the curse effect passed, and the energy was restored.
After guiding and controlling it into the qi and blood, the surging sword energy no matter how strong it is, will not pose a threat because it has become a part of the body.
The second stage of Blood Shura Body, complete.
The door to the second secret storage suddenly opened a crack, and Zhao Changhe could already see the scenery behind the door.
In fact, it was very simple, and I had expected it long ago - when the inner Qi training caught up, it would be broken. But at this moment, it was extremely clear, and I could feel that the finishing touch was there.
The secret treasure is not that mysterious. To put it bluntly, it is still called the "secret treasure of the human body". It is still playing tricks on itself, but this trick is more individual than the original secret treasure. Everyone's path may not be the same, so it is impossible to form a unified standard. As a result, Zhao Changhe was once at a loss between the first and second levels of secret treasure, but now he has completely found the path.
The search for secret treasures is a matter for later... Zhao Changhe opened his bloodshot eyes. The war at this moment could not be delayed.
He felt that the process of strengthening the body was very long, but in fact it was very fast, because the blood circulation of the human body only takes about twenty seconds, and his physique is different now, so the circulation is only a few seconds. This time is very long in the battle, but fortunately there is still some distance between him and the blood aggressor rushing into the crowd.
Zhao Changhe put away the dragon bird, took out the bone sword, and inserted it heavily into the extremely tiny gap in the blood turtle's skull.
The originally majestic power, like the rushing of a river, condensed into a tiny point on the tip of the sword, with the most extreme compression and sharpness. A ray of sharp sword energy whizzed in and successfully penetrated the bones of the blood turtle.
The blood turtle suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, but it was not the pain of having its skull opened.
The soul of a Buddhist master is of course not compatible with the body of a blood turtle. It was fine at ordinary times, but it happened to meet the beast spirit saint of the spirit race, who saw the slightest flaw and desperately interfered with it to fight for the control of the blood turtle.
Yue Hongling pried open the spirit platform, allowing the corpse demon to fit in and directly snatch the body.
Zhao Changhe broke open his forehead and destroyed the internal closure, causing his already incompatible body and soul to become even more fractured. A stream of black air went straight out of his brain, which was a sign that his soul was being squeezed out.
The black energy rushed straight to Zhao Changhe's face, seemingly trying to take over Zhao Changhe's body. Zhao Changhe quickly took out a talisman and stuck it on.
The black gas howled once more, transformed into black light and disappeared into the gap of the holy mountain.
Zhao Changhe didn't have the strength to chase after it. He held on to Ao Shou with weak hands and feet, barely holding on to avoid falling. He could only watch the black air enter the holy mountain.
The other party obviously had a plan for the Heavenly Book, and had already arranged how to get in... But it doesn't matter. They couldn't deal with you before, but when it comes to the fight for the Heavenly Book, there will be a blind man who will deal with you.
Yue Hongling rushed over and hurriedly supported the shaky Zhao Changhe: "Are you okay?" "Fortunately..." Zhao Changhe looked down at Ao Shou with a cold expression: "It depends on whether it is okay..."
The blood turtle was still screaming in pain, that was the result of its body being combined with another soul. The corpse demon's soul had already reached Zhao Changhe's soul sea: "Thank you for not caring about life and death, driving away the bald donkey, and giving me a holy body... To repay you, I will leave you a complete body... Haha... Hahaha..."
The laughter was still spreading, and Zhao Changhe flipped his hand and threw another sword ball into the blood turtle's mouth.
“???” The laughter stopped.
"I know how to guide the sword energy, but I still can't stand it. The blood turtle's body can't guide the sword energy, and neither can you. I want to see how passionate it is." Zhao Changhe whispered tiredly, "The blood turtle's shell is very hard, but I don't believe its belly is that hard too."
The air seemed to be still for a moment, and the next moment, thousands of swords pierced through the blood turtle's belly.
What was worse than Zhao Changhe's was that no matter how much Zhao Changhe couldn't suppress it, he could still organize it normally. At least the sword energy rushed out to the surface of the body, but it would not stab the heart. However, both the blood turtle and the corpse demon knew nothing about this. In addition, the body structure of the blood turtle was very different from that of humans. The sword energy that originally ran along the blood vessels followed a predetermined route, which was equivalent to running around for the blood turtle.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" In just a moment, the blood turtle's body was turned into rotten meat by thousands of sword energies, and even the complete internal organs could hardly be found.
The body of the blood turtle that had just been snatched fell to the ground with a thud, motionless, and was actually "poisoned to death" by the sword pill.
Black gas escaped from the gap in the sky again.
The corpse demon was furious. It was not easy for it to fight with the blood turtle, and now it was much weaker than before, but in the end its body died.
If you die, you die. Aren’t you, Zhao Changhe, even weaker now? Can’t I take over your body
Just as Xue Ao Tianling got out, he saw a talisman pasted on his face and Zhao Changhe's cold eyes in front of him.
Sword lights flashed at the side, and Yue Hongling, the Dragon Emperor who understood all the problems, suddenly stood up, and brilliant golden light shot down.
“No! You are demolishing it after you cross the river…” The corpse demon let out a shrill scream, and black gas rose up, turning into a distorted human face, and finally slowly dissipated.
It never understood until its death why Zhao Changhe had prepared the talismans so early, as if he was waiting to deal with these two ghosts.
Sisi had just arrived here from the faraway Holy Mountain and flew over: "How are you?"
Zhao Changhe slumped weakly on the tortoise shell, and Yue Hongling also leaned on him tiredly. The two sat together, both laughing: "We seem to have killed your true ancestor god. Are we going to run for our lives later?"
Sisi was too lazy to watch the two people leaning on each other, and quickly took out two pills for them to eat: "Things like killing the blood turtle, it depends on how you say it... As long as I help you advocate, then this is something that only the True Saint Envoy can do according to the oracle."
She paused and lowered her voice: "As for that soul just now, that was a bad guy, wasn't it?"
Zhao Changhe looked at her deeply, and finally felt relieved. Then he felt so exhausted that he fainted.
Sisi silently watched him covered in blood, his holy body blasted with sword energy leaving almost no good flesh... She simply didn't know how Zhao Changhe could persist in the subsequent battles and make all the correct responses so calmly.
There was finally real mist in Taohua's eyes, and she was about to cry out loud.
Yue Hongling slumped to one side in a bad mood: "Take us to heal our wounds. If you have anything to sell, we'll talk about it later."
Sisi said to Yue Hongling apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sister Yue, you have helped me so much, I..."
"You're welcome..." Yue Hongling said lazily, "After all, I've played with you before."
(End of this chapter)