Chapter 52: Jin Lin is not an object in the pond, it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds

Chinatown, Chinese club.

In a quiet courtyard, the warm sunshine sprinkled mottled fragments through the layers of branches. In the thick shade of the trees, Zhao Yan sat cross-legged on the stone bench, constantly refining the blood of the White-Browed Eagle King!

"Huh!" "Huhh!"

Zhao Yan's chest was undulating rhythmically. Every time he rose and fell, a ball of turbid air spurted out from his nose, and nearly ten thousand pores on his body were reincarnated with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Inside Zhao Yan's body.

In the wide meridians, the surging innate true energy was circulating in a specific route. The dark red essence stored in the dantian was being stripped out of the thread. Every time a circle was circulating, a small amount of essence and blood was melted into the blood, and gradually melted and dissolved with the circulation of the true qi in the meridians, and finally merged into Zhao Yan's qi and blood, becoming a part of Zhao Yan's energy.

"Hulala!" "Hulala!"

As the practice time was delayed, the free spiritual energy between heaven and earth swarmed towards Zhao Yan's skin like locusts. Countless pores were wide open, as if they were grinning with hungry mouths, rushing to swallow a little bit of innate spiritual energy.

Two hours later, Zhao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged, finally breathed a deep breath of turbid air, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly swept past, and the entire courtyard suddenly lit up, as if a thunderbolt flashed through the sky. Zhao Yan stood up straight. At this time, not only was his eyes flashing, but he contained a sharp momentum. The bones and meridians all over his body were also filled with a powerful and sufficient blood!

It broadens the meridians and enhances the blood and energy of the meridians, and the whole person's spiritual temperament has undergone a transformation!

"Well, the ancient books of "Chenlong Jue" have been recorded. Cultivators can improve their realm by devouring each other's essence and blood and golden elixirs! I couldn't believe it before, but after today, I believed it!"

Zhao Yan stroked his chest and sighed: "This White-Browed Eagle King is in the realm of the innate Void Pill, and his strength is above me! His essence and blood are extremely sufficient! I absorb his essence and blood to practice, and my strength is rapidly improving!"

Zhao Yan sighed in his heart.

After just over two hours of cultivation, Zhao Yan's strength has increased significantly, almost comparable to the results of the past five or six months of cultivation!

"Haha, this time I have only absorbed nearly one-tenth of the qi and blood. After I have completely refined today's qi and blood, it will not be too late to slowly absorb the remaining essence and blood!"

Thinking of the excitement, Zhao Yan couldn't help but grin and said, "With the essence and blood of the White-Browed Eagle King, my cultivation speed will be greatly improved in the next few months, saving several years out of thin air!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The next moment, as the deafening air fluctuated, the explosion of Zhao Yan's fists and feet suddenly filled the entire courtyard.

Time flies. In the next two months, Zhao Yan has refined the essence and blood of the White-Browed Eagle King in the courtyard.

During this period, Binqian also came to Zhao Yan several times, but it was just that a new bar was opened in a certain area. The girl was strong and beautiful, her breasts were straight and upright, and she was definitely a place to cover up! Anyway, she was just trying her best to instigate Zhao Yan to go out and mess around.

Of course, Zhao Yan's eight winds remained unmoved. It wasn't that he was so gentlemanly. But he was busy refining the essence and blood of the White-Browed Eagle King these days, and his strength was rising up like a plane, and his whole body was in extreme excitement.

After that, Franklin also called several times and even visited him twice. He originally wanted to discuss matters about international underground street fighting with Zhao Yan. When he saw that Zhao Yan was thinking about seclusion and practiced, he did not dare to disturb him. After all, Zhao Yan was nominally his person, and his strength could be improved. For him, it means that the probability of winning a lot of money in international underground street fighting is increasing!

As a businessman with a keen sense of smell, he naturally enjoyed this. In order to facilitate Zhao Yan to practice with peace of mind, he also gave Zhao Yan the rations that were enough to support the Cuban heart-eating insect for two months to two months.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the sky is reincarnated. In the clean and simple courtyard, Zhao Yan is practicing all the time.

Puffy and puffy.

In the huge courtyard, Zhao Yan's strong figure kept moving and moving, and his fists and feet were waving, showing that his fists and foundation were steadily increasing.

"Drink! Ha!"

Zhao Yan shouted a few times, and the tongue of flames pounded on his arms surrounded by force, and the force was swelling. Each punch was blasting with a blazing flame.

After several months of exploration and experimentation, Zhao Yan has become more proficient in the flame claw, and the control of the heat and strength is becoming more and more effective.

Zhao Yan even believed that if the White-Browed Eagle King fought with him again, he would no longer have to be as embarrassed as before. He would even fight head-on, and he would have confidence that he would not be at a disadvantage.

In the blink of an eye, another month and a half passed. During this period, Zhao Yan finally refined all his essence and blood. His entire strength also increased by a large part!

Now Zhao Yan's innate true energy in his body is more than doubled than before. Moreover, his muscles, bones, flesh, and membranes have become much stronger.

If Zhao Yan had just entered the innate realm when fighting with the White-Browed Eagle King, and belonged to the level of innate entry. Now Zhao Yan has stabilized the innate entry realm. And he also has a vague trend of breaking through to the innate realm of innate virtual pill!

After washing up happily, Zhao Yan changed into a clean set of clothes and walked straight to Director Tang's office.

At dinner, Zhao Yan directly informed Lin Sitian that there was no need to prepare dinner for him, and did not worry about Lin Sitian's reluctance, so he directly pulled Director Tang to the restaurant.

Over the past few months, Zhao Yan has been devoted to cultivation, and Lin Sitian has to deal with food, clothing, housing and transportation. If Lin Sitian has no intention of Zhao Yan at all, no one is willing to believe it.

The meal was eaten until late at night, and Zhao Yan seemed to have endless words to say and drink. He just kept holding Director Tang's hand, his eyes red, and his wine was filled with sips, telling the words in his heart that few people are qualified to hear, one by one, one by one, and every sentence is a heart-to-heart word.

The next day, Zhao Yan's room.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Zhao Yan turned over and sat cross-legged on the bed, held his breath, reached out to take out the special pills left by Franklin from his arms, poured out two of them, then raised his neck and swallowed them into his stomach.

Gudong! Gudong!

As I swallowed a few times, the two pills slid directly into my stomach. As usual, the two hungry Cuban heart-eating insects couldn't wait to wake up from their sleep as soon as they smelled the "wonderful fragrance" of the pills. The next moment, two condensed suction forces radiated directly, sucking the two pills into their atrium.

Plop! Plop! Plop.

With the powerful beating, Zhao Yan's heart swelled and shrank rhythmically, and the blood vessels gathered at the point where the blood vessels were even more filled with a large amount of blood flowing, transporting oxygen and nutrients.

Snap! Snap!

Two heart-eating insects quickly bit a pill, then swallowed it into their stomachs with a gulp, and began to digest violently. The soft body covered with scales also rose and fell.

"Um?"

Zhao Yan stared at the two heart-eating insects tightly, and his heartstrings tensed.

After about five minutes, the two heart-eating worms were digested, and the large scales were retracted back to the torso, but the fireballs under the scales still emitted a huge fluctuation of energy.

Guji! Guji!

Sure enough, after digesting the two pills, the two heart-eating insects began to ask Zhao Yan for the remaining pills as usual.

As these two heart-eating insects grew up, their appetite continued to increase, and Zhao Yan was also deliberately increasing their appetite. Therefore, these two heart-eating insects were raised in large sizes, round and round, and their appetite for a meal was several times that of ordinary insects.

"Four more pills!" Zhao Yan raised his neck and swallowed four pills directly.

Snap! Snap!

The next moment, the rich aroma of medicine emitted by the four pills overflowed, and the two heart-eating insects with extremely sensitive sense of smell suddenly became very excited. They wriggled their bodies and swallowed two pills in one bite, sniffing, and swallowing delicious foods simply and neatly.

"Buzz"

The other two pills were covered with plasma in the heart and rolled around. At the same time, Zhao Yan's heart strings were completely tense, and the spirit gods were completely gathered!

"bite"

"bite"

With two slight trembling, two small balls of dark red blood, hidden in the surging plasma under Zhao Yan's control, slowly moved upwards, and then instantly penetrated into the interior of the two pills!

Zhao Yan actually used his essence and blood to feed the heart-eating insect!

The two dark red essence and blood suddenly emitted a strong blood. Zhao Yan fused these two blood and energy into the pill. Could it be that he would use his essence and blood to feed these two heart-eating insects?

"Hmph, these two balls of essence and blood have condensed a large amount of my blood essence. If I swallow it rashly, I will definitely be alive without death!" Zhao Yan chuckled, and a clean arc was raised at the corner of his mouth.

Before, when Zhao Yan was refining the essence and blood of the White-Browed Eagle King, he had sighed with the tyrannical blood energy of the essence and blood. If he had not stored it and slowly refined it, but chose to swallow it in one mouthful, he would have the most likely to be supported by the tyrannical blood energy and would have gone astray!

The path of cultivation is a way to go against the will of heaven. Forcibly swallowing other people's essence, blood and golden elixirs is even more a way to go against the will of heaven. If there is any improperness, it is very easy to burn all the jade!

Zhao Yan did this to want those two insects, because he could not bear the powerful blood and energy, and his blood boiled and his blood flowed backwards!

finally.

Guji! Guji!

With two sharp screams, the two heart-eating insects finally noticed the remaining two pills after digesting the second pill. However, they seemed to feel the powerful blood and energy emitted by the pills. The two heart-eating insects were a little afraid and did not dare to go forward and swallow it easily!

"Eat! Eat... the hateful insect! It's so cunning!" Zhao Yan shouted secretly, and the sweat beads of his temples rolled down.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

After about five minutes, the two insects hesitated and struggled for five minutes. Finally, their appetite defeated their reason. After two whizzes, the two insects turned into two phantoms and swallowed two pills into their stomachs in one mouthful!

However, the next moment, the change rose sharply.

Titiciticitticiticiticiticiticiticiticita.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

Sudden sounds of bone cracks spread from inside the bodies of the two insects, and the sound of bursting like fried beans rushed into the eardrums. Zhao Yan's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Immediately afterwards, the two strange insects instantly opened all the scales, as if countless swords, guns and sticks were erected. Under the hard scales with cold light, a large red fireball was trembling freely!

Strong energy fluctuations instantly filled the entire atrium.

"not good!"

Almost at the first moment, Zhao Yan shouted loudly, and then instantly activated the innate shield that had been already prepared, and it contracted wildly.

However, the two violent and raging fire groups had already exploded like a volcano eruption.

Five days later. Chinatown, New York, Chinese Club.

Business closure throughout the day.

The entire club was covered with white veils, and everyone was wearing mourning clothes, wearing veils, and mourning faces. They surrounded them and ringed the bell and sent to Zhao Yan, who died suddenly in his practice.

On the high spiritual platform, there were wreaths and garlands. Zhao Yan, wearing a mourning dress, lay peacefully in a coffin of red sandalwood, with pale face and smiling eyes, as if he was very satisfied before leaving.

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For three consecutive days, the entire Chinese Street was filled with sad joy, and the lingering sound was lingering on the beams, and it took three days to go around!

On a flat lawn in a villa estate in Miami, Franklin was swinging the ball. With a shout, the club had just swung a clean arc. Suddenly, a confidant rushed over, trembling with a hoarse voice, "Sir, the Tyrannosaurus is dead!"

"What?"

Franklin stared in his eyes and exclaimed: "You better not joke with me!"

"Don't dare!"

The visitor bowed his head and said respectfully: "The news just came from New York. Tyrannosaurus died of being possessed by the practice of martial arts. The body stopped at the Chinese club. People on the Chinese Street were waiting for the soul!"

"Create a car for me!"

Franklin suddenly smashed the club in his hand to the ground, then approached and shouted furiously.
Chapter completed!