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Chapter eight hundred and fifth deprivation of blood

A leaf knows autumn, and a fallen leaf knows winter.

There are no snowflakes flying here, but there is no warm sunshine. The gloomy sky makes people feel suffocated.

A strong wind blew, and the fallen leaves were all over the ground, and the earth suddenly turned yellow, with a sense of bleakness.

Mu Ming and Shi Lan came to the top of a mountain and looked into the distance. The land in the distance had a layer of dark yellow, no longer dark green, with a unique flavor.

"Three days have passed, and you have treated many fellow disciples. I have thanked you on your behalf!"

Shi Lan spoke, her eyes changed a little. In the past, he had a relatively good idea about Mu Ming, but three days later, he extinguished this idea.

Mu Ming said: "In life, there is nothing more concerning than living, so... you don't have to be polite."

When Shi Lan heard this, she couldn't help but think of her experiences over the years. Every time she was a life-threatening death, otherwise she would not have achieved such a success. But every time she survived, she felt a sense of surviving her life. Therefore, he agreed with this sentence from the bottom of his heart.

And then Mu Ming said, "Maybe you don't believe it, but I feel very honored to be able to save a life and have no intention of taking credit."

Shi Lan said: "I believe this, otherwise you wouldn't have made all the crystal stone herbs into pills without hesitation. Not everyone has that kind of mood!"

Mu Mingxiao, no answer.

A long rainbow flew over from a distance, and countless fallen leaves followed. Qiu Jian appeared in front of him. Without saying much, he said directly: "You are here. Something big happened in the sect. The Supreme Elders were in seclusion, but their orchids were lost. The boy searched everywhere, but he couldn't find it. I'll ask you what you did with the Supreme Elders at that time and made them in seclusion."

Mu Ming was stunned and did not hide it, saying, "I gave them a wisp of my elixir fire. They probably had only one breakthrough in seclusion, but as for the orchid, I don't know!"

Qiu Jian nodded and said, "No wonder, but it's a coincidence. Forget it, let's give up!"

But the name of the wood remembered the wild grass.

At this time, Qiu Jian was everywhere. It turned out that the Seven-Star Divine Grass quietly left the Daotian Pavilion. The boy who was chasing him could not find it. He knew that something was wrong and then ran back to seek help from the elders. Who would have thought that the gate of the courtyard was closed after Mu Ming left. The boy called for thousands of times but no one paid attention to it. He had no choice but to find the mountain god. The mountain god could not leave, so he could only calculate it with his fingers. However, the result was even worse. The fairy grass had left the academy and there was no trace. This made many people in the Daotian Pavilion pursue it, but it was fruitless.

And this... has been three days.

Mu Ming felt something bad, and he felt a little guilty. It was probably because the fairy grass plotted against him and ran away!

However, he was calm on his face and said, "The divine objects have spirits, but it is not beautiful to keep them forcibly!"

Shi Lan said: "Indeed, those divine objects are unwilling to stay here, so they give up. Just keep a good relationship."

Qiu Jian said angrily: "A leaf of those divine objects can save a powerful person, you are really so happy!"

Shi Lan laughed dryly and stopped talking.

Qiu Jian took out a jade bottle and threw it to Mu Ming: "A disciple in the academy took some foreigners' blood. It seems to be a physique. See if you can extract the origin of this physique!"

Mu Ming took the jade bottle, and the moment he opened it, his blood was intoxicated. Not to mention him, even Shi Lan showed desire. The two looked at each other and Shi Lan said, "Good thing, my spiritual body has a strong desire. Senior sister, where is that person?"

Mu Ming also looked at Qiu Jian, Qiu Jian said: "In the dungeon, we hurt many of us. We seem to be the core disciples of a certain sect, and we have a lot of skills..."

As he said that, Qiu Jian looked at Mu Ming, "Is there any way?"

The blood of the famous wooden general dripped into the palm of his hand, and the herbivorous ant appeared, sucking it, and then a fluctuation came out.

"It is not only good for monks, but also for monsters. This kind of physique is probably higher than that of spiritual bodies!" Mu Ming remembered some physiques mentioned in the Danmu Sutra, which were several senior brothers dissecting the bodies of different monks everywhere, studying their bloodlines, and making records.

Hearing this, Shi Lan and Qiu Jian said, "It's not a spiritual body, what is that? I heard that there are some special physiques in the Central Realm, some seem to be able to communicate with stars, and spiritual bodies such as spells."

Shi Lan was puzzled, as if she knew this, but Mu Ming denied it and shook her head and said, "Not only these, my senior brothers left some notes. Some of them were extremely physically versus the sky, some could directly lodge in the mountains to seek mountain souls to practice, and some could communicate with rivers, not water spirits, but could control the power of water attributes more than water spirits. In addition, there were some physically visible, which could seize other people's magic weapons. This physique was extremely strange, and it seemed that communicating with the spirits of the magic weapons, making those spirits rebel."

Hearing the sound, both of them were stunned. Qiu Jian said, "What you said seems to be a kind of magical power or secret technique, which is essentially different from some spiritual bodies. Moreover, this physique is not like a physique, but more like a rule, and some power obtained for some special reasons." Mu Ming pondered for a moment and said, "What you said is not bad, maybe it is precisely because of this. I am an ordinary body, but I can master many attributes, maybe because of these complicated attributes and physiques. In the eyes of my senior brothers, these spiritual bodies or physiques seem to be doors one after another. They communicated with certain mysterious powers, and there are a lot of doors in the ordinary body, but they have squeezed out these spaces, making these doors unable to open, so the ordinary body is not as good as the spiritual body."

This time, the two were completely shocked. Qiu Jian said to himself, "No wonder, even when he reached the current state, the limitations of his attributes have been much smaller, but often he still feels that he has some restraints himself."

"After that being said, a person's cultivation strength does not depend on the number of doors, but on the size of the door and the path after the door. The spiritual realm is the opening of the door, and the realm of the God Transformation Realm is the direction of the door and the path after the door."

While speaking, the three of them had already arrived at a courtyard. It was better to say it was a prison. They saw that there were many restrictions around and countless guards guarding them.

Qiu Jian took out a sword talisman. When the guards saw it, they let go of the ban and let the three of them go in. As soon as Mu Ming entered the courtyard, he felt that there was endless murderous intent and runes shining everywhere.

"This monk is very special. His bloodline can suppress the cultivation of many disciples, but after refining blood, he can directly break through the realm, so this person is not allowed to make any mistakes." Qiu Jian added.

A person with a chain all over his body appeared in front of him, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with an invisible demeanor.

However, the whole body was covered in scars, the face was bloodless, and the face was unkempt. The only pair of eyes was bright and bright, as if two lights were burning in it.

The arrival of the three did not make him feel scared. His eyes did not fluctuate at all, and the two light-like eyes did not sway. They could only move inadvertently.

"Can we know which clan or which sect he comes from?" Mu Ming looked at this person and his bloodline began to stir.

"It's a tough guy, I don't say a word. Even if I use a big punishment, I can't let him say a word. It's more difficult. If I weren't worried about igniting the ban in her body, I would like to try other methods." Qiu Jian said.

"There are restrictions in the body to protect it, and it should be a big source, maybe it is the descendant of some sects." Shi Lan was also interested.

"It doesn't matter, as long as his blood is enough, everything else doesn't matter." Mu Ming said.

After looking at some bloody knives in the room, Mu Ming knew it. It was probably as if these knives were used to retrieve blood.

"The bloodletting method is wrong. This will only cause him to be bruised and unable to recover quickly, affecting the time of bloodletting." Mu Ming was calm when he said this.

But the two looked surprised, because they saw Mu Ming lifting a small knife and directly inserted it into the person's heart.

Strangely, this person didn't feel any pain, but his face was incredible, and his expression finally moved.

The silver blood slowly flowed out, drop by drop.

"Strange, they were all blood-red before, why has it turned silver now? Could this person be a human?" Qiu Jian said.

But as soon as the words finished, the figure moved and made a hoarse voice.

"Who are you?"

It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time. His voice was a bit uncomfortable. It sounded like two stones rubbing together, giving him a harsh feeling.

The two of them changed slightly, and naturally this was the first time they spoke, and they couldn't help but feel a surprise at Mu Ming.

Without answering, Mu Ming continued to lift the knife and then said, "There is special blood here, which should be of some use to you. Of course... you will have a lot of herbs for him to recover from it."

Lifting the knife, Mu Ming stabbed into his dantian.

This time the same colored blood appeared, but that color had a dazzling luster.

"What kind of bloodline is this? It makes people feel so domineering." Shi Lan asked, a series of golden lights appeared, which were metallic powers, uncontrollable.

"The Vajra Clan." Mu Ming said: "Their bloodline is first red, then silver, and finally gold."

At this time, Qiu Jian said: "This clan seems to have long been extinct and should not exist."

"Maybe." Mu Ming said, put down his knife and looked at this person, because this person kept looking at Mu Ming, and the eyes in his light-like eyes began to shake.

"Who are you!"
Chapter completed!
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