He entered the pool, sat down, and cultivated with a clear Dao heart.
This cultivation did not matter. Yang Jian only felt that his body was immersed in the pool, as if a valve had been opened.
In the blink of an eye, a huge amount of spiritual energy rushed into Yang Jian's body, and he immediately felt full. Vortexes appeared all over his body, slowly swallowing the spiritual energy and burying it in his meridians.
At that moment, Yang Jian had not activated the meridians in his body. The first two stages of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art were all about cultivating the power of the body and blood.
However, the meridians were the key bridge to communicate with the treasures of the Dao Body and connect with the power of heaven and earth. How could the Eight-Nine Arcane Art left behind by Pangu waste the meridians?
In fact, after the first stage of tempering the bones and tendons, and the second stage of body transformation, the third stage of the arcane art would produce the Great Dao Xuanqi, nourishing the meridians in the body, and gradually opening up the treasures of the Dao Body.
As long as Yang Jian entered the third stage, he could also learn other mystical abilities and Dharma spells. The power would depend on whether it was compatible with the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
There was a life-or-death difficulty in cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. It was to completely merge the meridians and the Dao Body. In the end, it had to seal the world and form its own universe …
These were things to be discussed later. It was still far away, so let's not talk about it for now.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian swallowed a huge amount of pure spiritual energy in the pool, filling up his body. He tempered his flesh and blood, and he was also laying the foundation for the third stage of cultivation.
As he breathed, Yang Jian suddenly felt a strand of strange 'Qi' entering his body, swimming between his flesh and blood, causing his body to gradually become hot and dry.
This feeling …
This familiar feeling …
Could it be that I can change my blood again here? The fifth blood change?
Could it be that there was a treasure here that could improve his blood to the next level?
Yang Jian was first happy, but then he was worried.
It had only been a short time, and he was about to start changing his blood again. According to the most complete state of the Blood Movement Realm, changing blood nine times, he had cultivated more than half?
The first stage of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art had been cultivated for several years, and he had been in seclusion for several years. If he advanced to the second stage so quickly, would there be a hidden danger of his frivolous foundation?
Forget it. I have to cultivate for a few years later. The path of cultivation is long, and I can't be greedy at the beginning. This concerns my lifetime achievements.
The opportunity to exchange blood wasn't easy to come by, so it had to be cherished!
When it's time to change, we'll change!
Yang Jian made up his mind and didn't dare to delay any longer. He closed his eyes and focused his mind.
He rested his hands on his knees, palms facing each other, his thumbs and index fingers forming an irregular circle.
A trace of blood emerged from the tip of his finger. It was so red that it was almost purple. Within the purple, there was a crystalline luster. It flowed into his hands and slowly spun before being kneaded into a small drop of blood.
More blood seeped out of Yang Jian's fingertips. Gradually, blood appeared all over Yang Jian's body and gathered in his hands.
Yang Jian's body 'deflated' at a speed visible to the naked eye. His face also became incomparably pale and bloodless.
How much pain did he suffer in the process?
It could be seen from Yang Jian's clenched teeth and the throbbing veins.
Although blood transfusion was a sublimation of the blood, it was a transformation of the bone marrow.
The marrow was the root of the blood. Only by draining the blood from the bone marrow would it be possible for it to advance further.
And during this process, Yang Jian was equivalent to dying more than ten times due to excessive blood loss!
But he still had to keep his mind clear and maintain the circulation of the Eight Nine Mysteries!
Only extraordinary people could do extraordinary things!
Other than the determination to protect Yang Xiaochan, Yang Jian's belief supported him. There was an even more powerful force that came from himself.
Who was he?
He was Yang Jian! Not only was he the future God of War of the Celestial Court, but he was also someone from the future who had transmigrated!
He didn't know what kind of luck he had, but he had descended into this glorious world. He had to cherish it and seize the opportunity!
How vast was this world?
He didn't even dare to think about it in his previous life!
After killing Qing Lian with a palm strike, Yang Jian's mentality also underwent a subtle change. The essence, qi, and spirit hidden in his heart began to gradually erupt!
"Hahahaha!"
Yang Jian's blood transfusion was originally painful, but he was so happy after the transfusion that he couldn't help but laugh a few times.
This laugh didn't matter, but the Three-Lives Lotus in the same pool trembled a few times. It didn't know what this young hero was up to this time …
You've already absorbed a small part of that treasure's aura. What else do you want?
Can't you leave some for this lotus!
At this time, Yang Jian's skin all over his body had shriveled up. His breathing had stopped, and his heartbeat was completely gone. A thin layer of dirt also appeared on his skin.
However, this layer of dirt didn't have the slightest stench. Instead, it emitted a faint fragrance.
The Three-Lives Lotus had a faint desire. It already had some intelligence, and its instincts told it that as long as it left this man's dirt at the bottom of the pool, it would be able to obtain great benefits!
At least it could get back some of its capital!
This was the fifth time Yang Jian had transfused his blood. This layer of dirt was already a deep impurity hidden in his Taoist Body. For ordinary people, it was a congenital poison.
However, for a 'plant' like the Three-Lives Lotus, it was a great benefit. As long as its roots were inserted into it, it could naturally turn waste into treasure and absorb the plant spirit's needs.
The reason was very simple. Humans ate buns, but they had to excrete waste. However, plants didn't need buns, but they needed the excrement to provide nutrients.
The words were crude, but the logic was not crude. Dao was drowned in feces. This simple logic contained the truth of heaven and earth …
It was just a little bit dirty.
Back to the main topic, back to the main topic.
Very soon, another layer of dirt formed around Yang Jian's body, and the pool of blood between his hands had shrunk to the size of a fist. It was still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the process of shrinking, wisps of mysterious aura entered this pool of blood from the treasure pool. At the same time, this aura also entered the bone marrow of Yang Jian's entire body …
About four to six hours later, the pool of blood between Yang Jian's palms became the size of a red date. Purple and red rays of light intertwined and reflected each other.
Yang Jian took a deep breath and slowly drew out wisps of blood from this pool of blood. Wisps of blood then entered every part of his body.
Then, an even more pained expression slowly appeared on Yang Jian's face.
In his body, the treasured blood that had evolved once in this place had nourished his bone marrow. His bone marrow now had a purplish-red luster.
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art circulated rapidly, and Yang Jian's body began to absorb Spirit Qi again. The water level of the pool actually began to drop at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Meanwhile, in Yang Jian's body, Spirit Qi poured into the bone marrow of every part of his body. Drops of purplish-red blood appeared in his bone marrow and gradually spread throughout his body …
'What kind of cultivation technique is this guy practicing? It's so strange. '
The Three-Lives Lotus tilted its head and continued to observe. Then, it looked at the pool water that was rapidly dropping and immediately became dispirited.
'What a great loss!
'What a great loss today! 'If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have lured him here on purpose!'
'Sigh …'
Yang Jian could feel that his strength was further increasing.
That was the desire in his heart. Yang Jian longed to become stronger. He longed to become that indomitable God of War, Yang Jian, who wore brocade clothes and armor as soon as possible! He wanted to go to the real stage of the Primordial World as soon as possible and carve his name!
In his previous life, he had spent more than 20 years on a planet that had exhausted Spirit Qi. He had walked the right path that others told him to take and said what others thought he needed to say.
Even everything that he knew, knew, and was good at was something that others thought was not bad. He needed to be praised by others to have a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in his heart.
But now …
The Primordial World, the five continents, and three thousand generations!
Heroes were like carps crossing the river, immortals were as many as the hair on a cow, and the spirits of immortality were innumerable!
The mighty figures stood in the sky and waved their long sleeves to turn the world upside down!
The Saints sat in the void and played chess to calculate everything in the world!
The five Celestial Emperors suppressed tens of millions of miles, and all living beings could enter to cultivate!
Spirit Pills and Immortal Medicines could ascend in broad daylight!
Riding the clouds and the wind, achieving immortality!
Yang Jian was a Huaxia man in his previous life, and every Huaxia man had a dream of being a Wuxia!
Now, he had gone from Martial Arts to Immortality. This was a sublimation of his dream, and it also filled Yang Jian's heart with even more anticipation!
When he became Yuding's disciple, Yang Jian probably did not know that there was an incomparable desire hidden in the depths of his soul!
Immortal! Sage!
Myth! Legend!
In his previous life, he was mediocre and his fate was difficult to move!
Now that he had obtained the Dao, he would charge forward bravely!
In his previous life, he looked up to the myth and yearned for the Immortal Dao that was empty and called a beautiful fantasy.
Today, he was in it and could leave behind endless legends for future generations!
A man's dreams of holding a sword were not empty!
He did not admire the Immortal Dao and was in it himself!
The pain during the blood exchange was nothing compared to the yearning, the fervor, and the uncontrollable excitement in his heart!
Now, Yang Jian saw it. He saw the hope of controlling his own destiny!
If he continued to pursue the Great Dao, he did not need anyone's recognition!
He had his own Dao! He had his own path!
When he ascended to the peak, the world could only see his back!
His name was Yang Jian.
What he wanted was to not make this trip in vain!
Boom!
In the cave abode, a vast and boundless aura exploded from Yang Jian's body and rushed in all directions.
This time, not only the petals of the lotus were trembling, but the stem and roots were also trembling.
The resonance of the Great Dao?
Who was this guy? Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao? Connate spirit, reincarnation of a mighty figure?
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