Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Martial arts requires nourishment from flesh and blood, but the evil blood and dragon subduing technique undoubtedly utilizes the essence of flesh and blood to the extreme.

Song Lingxue's current physical strength has far exceeded the scope of ordinary martial arts monks.

She could vaguely sense that this magical power was far from reaching its limit. With the nourishment of a large amount of flesh and blood essence, her bones were vaguely undergoing transformation, and her martial arts practice became smoother and smoother.

During this process, the blood evil she accumulated became her strongest means of protecting her body and life. She could change her shape and be both offensive and defensive, far better than the sharp blade of a magic weapon.

With Song Lingxue's current perfect cultivation in the third level of martial arts, ordinary fourth-level alien species cannot go through three rounds in front of her.

When she enters the four realms of martial arts to gather her strength and stimulate the divine orifices in her body, she can even go a step further and try to compete with fifth-level aliens.

The strongest alien on this star has just entered the sixth level. Now, she still has nearly ten years to complete this blood test and join the Martial Palace. She is no longer a mirror image.

After reading the letters sent by Chu Zheng during this period one by one, Song Lingxue hesitated for a while and then replied a letter to report that she was safe.

The letter only said that she had been in retreat recently and did not mention anything else.

The endless fighting put an extremely heavy burden on her body, especially at the critical moment of life and death. The huge load brought by the blood flowing into her heart often made her feel breathless.

But she didn't want to tell Chu Zheng this.

She only knew that Chu Zheng was in Wanjie now, and she didn't know the specific situation, just like Chu Zheng didn't understand her current situation.

Across the sea of ​​​​stars, even if there is any trouble, it is beyond reach. If you complain, it will have no meaning except making the other party feel uneasy.

"Wanjie..."

Song Lingxue rubbed the jade book and whispered.

The Ten Thousand Realms is farther away than the Immortal Alliance, but it is very close to the heavens.

As far as their current identities and positions are concerned, she wants to see Chu Zheng and going through the battlefield with all the worlds seems to be the best choice.

After a while, Song Lingxue shook her head and stopped thinking about it. After putting the jade album away properly, she left the volcano.

She also wants to seek more powerful alien flesh and blood to help her pass the test.

Initially, Xie Xingzhong told her that she had seventeen years, but she didn't want to wait that long.

If she completes the blood test one day earlier, her evaluation in the eyes of Wudian senior officials will be better, which will affect the resources she will receive in the future.

This is something she can strive for for herself as much as possible.

The prerequisite for being cultivated is for people to see that they have the potential to bear fruit.

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Qingyunjie.

Northeast region.

The sun hung high in the sky, its radiance so dazzling that it obscured the stars.

Among the rolling mountains, Chu Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. Not far in front of him, stood a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Chu Zheng had already figured out the identity of this young man. He was He De's son, named He Yunjin.

Although he and He De were father and son, they were not members of the Three Prisons Sect. Instead, they worshiped the Xingyue Sect and practiced the serious Yin and Yang scriptures and the Five Elements technique.

Father and son are blood relatives, but their spiritual paths are so different, which is really contrary to common sense.

He Yunjin lowered his head and clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists, obviously feeling very uneasy.

"You haven't done any evil. I won't kill you today, but I will spare your life." After weighing the situation, Chu Zheng left this line of cause and effect.

"You won't kill me?"

He Yunjin suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, seemingly puzzled:

"Killing the father and leaving the son behind, cutting the grass without uprooting the roots, what's the point?"

The young man's reaction made Chu Zheng a little confused for a moment. Instead of running for his life at this moment, he stayed and asked this question. Was he afraid that his life would be too long?

"My name is Chu Zheng. If you want to seek revenge, you can come to me at any time."

At this point, Chu Zheng paused and said: "However, you only have one chance. If you are seeking revenge and your cultivation is insufficient and your skills are not good enough, I will send you to see your father."

After a moment of silence, Chu Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly: "Go."

If before, in order to eliminate future troubles, he would not let He Yunjin go, but now, it is no longer necessary.

In other words, he had some expectations that He Yunjin could really grow to the point where he would become his doom.

The disappearance of Thunder Tribulation is actually not a good thing for him.

He practices both ways. Compared with ordinary Qi practitioners, his calamity is more severe and he needs some tempering to reduce his calamity.

Bury some causal lines, you may have the opportunity to use them in the future.

The only thing he was worried about was that He Yunjin's cultivation speed would not be able to keep up with him.

This line of cause and effect may be broken at some point before it is used again.

He Yunjin said nothing more, and took a deep look at Chu Zheng, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his soul. After a while, he turned around and left.

Chu Zheng closed his eyes and sensed the calamity surging around him. The murderous calamity had begun, and at most one day, trouble would come to his door.

They must have come for He De's death, but it is still unclear who the visitor is.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Zheng suddenly stood up and tore open a space passage.

In just over ten breaths, he was already a million miles away and stopped in front of an ancient peak.

On the mountain wall, there are two big characters "Three Hells" carved on it, and three totems are carved below, symbolizing the human prison, hell, and heaven prison, and the three cages.

The purpose of practicing the Three Hells Gate is to break away from the three hells and achieve transcendence. It is said to be the true meaning inherited from a certain great lineage in ancient times.

However, since most of the scriptures have been lost, only a trace of the shape remains now, without any charm.

On the top of the peak, there are pavilions and towers, and there is a square not far away. Two black dragon pillars are erected with a beam and a bronze bell.

Behind the ancient peak is a man-made plain, hundreds of miles long and wide, surrounded by magic arrays, which is a sect station.

This is the Three Hell Gate.

As soon as he arrived, Chu Zheng smelled the fishy smell in the wind. On one side of the plain, there is a pasture, half hidden in the mountains, where a large number of low-level alien species are raised, obviously used as food for raising beasts and demons.

Although all the heavens and worlds are on the same front, alien species are alien species after all. Eating humans and raising alien species are also taboos in the Qingyun world, and they are not something that can be put on the surface.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made Chu Zheng feel uncomfortable.

He did not hide his figure, and soon a cultivator discovered his presence.

Two black-clothed disciples arrived with their weapons and asked:

"What do you want to do here?"

The words were still polite.

"My name is Chu Zheng."

Chu Zheng relaxed his slightly frowned brows and grinned:

"I am here today to wipe out the clan."

He didn't want to investigate whether the Three Hells Sect was related to his killing calamity. In order to prevent more variables, he decided to go with the flow and wipe it out first.

This kind of Taoism would only bring disaster to the world if it was kept. It would be better to go with the flow and do a good deed.

The two black-clothed monks' faces changed instantly. They did not choose to attack Chu Zheng, but turned around and fled, madly fleeing towards the depths of the sect.

He came here alone and dared to speak so arrogantly. No matter whether this person had the ability to "wipe out the clan", it was definitely not something that the two mountain-guarding disciples could deal with.

Chu Zheng did not rush to take action. He watched the two return to the top of the ancient peak and rang the bronze ancient bell.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

The bell rang nine times, and the lingering sound lasted for a long time.

From the relics of the elder Gu and a monk of the Three Prisons, Chu Zheng had some understanding of the Three Prisons.

The nine rings of the bell meant that the sect was in great trouble and there were foreign enemies.

Twelve rings meant that there was a disaster of extermination.

Obviously, the two disciples still had doubts about Chu Zheng's strength.

The moment the bell rang, the magic array surrounding the surroundings rushed up into the sky and condensed into a light curtain, blocking Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng's expression was calm, the nine-orifice golden elixir in his body turned slightly, and the Yuan Qi surged wildly. He took a step forward and his figure began to grow rapidly.

Great supernatural power, the law of heaven and earth.

In a blink of an eye, Chu Zheng's figure surpassed the ancient peak in front of the Three Prisons. After a few breaths, the ancient peak was only as high as his waist. The ancient peak of thousands of feet suddenly showed a bit of exquisiteness.

As his body swelled, Chu Zheng's face changed slightly, as if shrouded in clouds and mist, blurry, and with a green-faced and fanged ghostly appearance.

To imitate the heaven and earth is to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, imitate the true appearance of heaven and earth, transform oneself into heaven, and manifest a face that contains the power of heaven.

This is the manifestation of supernatural power, not a simple change of body shape. Every moment, Chu Zheng's Yuan Qi is consumed violently, and in return, the power that can be controlled in the body has increased by more than a hundred times.

Chu Zheng's body moved slightly, raised his hand and slapped it, and a spider-web-like space crack appeared in the sky.

The huge palm passed through the void, seemingly slow but actually fast, bringing a wind whistle like rolling thunder, and fell heavily on the magic array light curtain.

Ka——

The rising magic array light curtain did not last for a breath, and was shattered by a palm, and the torn array pattern splashed everywhere, overflowing with brilliant colors.

As his palm approached the ancient peak, Chu Zheng stopped, and his fingertips fell on the bronze ancient bell, flicking his fingers.

Dong...

Dong...

Dong!

Three consecutive bells rang, together with the previous nine, a total of twelve.

Until this moment, the three prison gates seemed to have just reacted, and countless figures rushed into the sky, with more than ten alien species as the vanguard, killing Chu Zheng.

Among them, Chu Zheng also saw a divine horse that had just entered the sixth level. Behind its back, there were four wings, all pitch black, as if cast from black iron. Its iron hooves stepped through the void, leaving black footprints, and the momentum was terrifying.

Looking at the many cultivators like ants, Chu Zheng had no ripples in his heart, and raised his palm to sweep across.

The sound of wind and thunder rose again, and a large area of ​​the void suddenly collapsed and was squeezed into pieces.

The black Pegasus that rushed over was the first to be hit. The blood in its body burst out, and a burst of blood exploded in the sky, and it was instantly crushed into a meat pie.

More than ten cultivators beside him were swept by the energy wrapped in the palm print, and they exploded and died one after another.

After one palm, Chu Zheng was a little out of breath. After all, the law of heaven and earth is a great supernatural power. It consumes a lot to push it to the limit.

In just these ten breaths, the Yuanqi in his golden elixir has been almost exhausted. Without repairing the panel, it is difficult to continue.

Chu Zheng's mind moved slightly, and the immortal power in the lower dantian flowed through his body, replacing the Yuanqi and maintaining his Dharma image.

Immortal power can now also activate the magical power of refining qi. The degree of integration of these two sects in Chu Zheng's body has been deepening.

After he entered the immortal tribulation, it was even worse!

With the support of immortal power, Chu Zheng's breathing returned to normal, and he suddenly raised his leg and kicked the ancient peak engraved with the three prison totems.

Boom——

The entire ancient peak rose from the ground and collided with many oncoming monks.

Puff puff puff——

A series of muffled sounds came, and the ancient peak was stained with blood, and broken limbs and arms mixed with blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The ancient peak flew less than ten thousand feet before it fell down with a loud bang, and the mountain collapsed like the sky collapsing, instantly crushing most of the base of the Three Hell Gates.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, and a divine light lit up in his mouth. The next moment, the overwhelming true fire of Samadhi poured out from his throat.

The flames covered the sky, the brilliance of the sun was covered up, and the sky and the earth were filled with three-color auras.

In an instant, the Samadhi True Fire burned throughout the Sanjing Sect's headquarters, including the pasture, leaving no one alive.

After a while, Chu Zheng took a deep breath and withdrew the Samadhi True Fire. After a moment, he exhaled a clear breath.

The breeze blew across the sky and the earth, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth surged a hundred times in an instant. After being cleansed by the Samadhi True Fire, the ancient peak gave birth to many spiritual grasses and immortal flowers.

Chu Zheng did not absorb the energy transformed from flesh and blood, but returned it to heaven and earth.

This energy is impure and mixed with too much evil intention, which will contaminate his golden elixir and the pure air in the Qi Refiner's mouth.

After scanning the heaven and earth with his spiritual thoughts and confirming that there was no one left alive, Chu Zheng just accepted the Dharma form, took a spiritual pill, and began to regulate his breathing.

Although there are still many repairs, he has to keep the strain.

In a blink of an eye, the sky has entered dusk, and the Yuan Qi and immortal power in Chu Zheng's body have almost recovered.

After slowly finishing his work, Chu Zheng was ready to leave.

"Stay."

Just as he was about to leave, a whisper came from the void and a figure walked out.

[He Yi (sixth level): Elder of the inner sect of Xingyue Sect, with a bone age of 542, majoring in the Yin Yang Tian Jing, with a minor in cultivating weapons. 】

Chu Zheng withdrew the light in his eyes and looked thoughtful.

Raising a weapon is also a branch of the cultivation path. Feeding a weapon with your whole body's magic power, essence and blood is more extreme than the immortal treasure of the immortal way. Everything is put on a weapon. .

"Did you kill He De? Have you ever met He Yunjin?"

He Yi did not go around the corner and asked coldly. He was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, and there was a mysterious yin and yang qi surging in his eyes.

Chu Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a little amusement in his heart.

The first thing He Yi said when they met was not about He De, but about his nephew. The meaning behind this made him think a lot.

Compared to He De, He Yunjin and He Yi's faces were almost identical, more like father and son.

Thinking of the path He Yunjin practiced, Chu Zheng couldn't help but have some guesses.

"Reply! What did you do to He Yunjin?!"

Seeing that Chu Zheng was silent, He Yi was a little impatient.

Chu Zheng did not answer his question and asked with a slight smile:

"If it were you, would you cut the grass without removing the root?"

Hearing this, He Yi's expression showed a hint of disbelief, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"He has not practiced evil and has a pure heart. Why do you want to kill him?!"

The next moment, his expression was a little distorted, and the yin and yang energy around him surged, turning into five colors of mysterious light, and came directly towards Chu Zheng:

"Give back my son's life!"