Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 224: Edict of Martial Arts

Latest website: Sending Yun Siyao away, Chen Luo turned into a savage again, and after careful sensing, he found some rules.

First of all, this is a supernatural power technique, which is essentially a disguise of the red dust qi in the blood qi orifice points to the body. In the process of maintaining the savage body, those red dust qi, let's call it blood red dust qi, are also constantly being consumed. . The blood-colored red dust energy of the forty blood-qi orifice points can probably support his transformation for six hours.

Once more than six hours, the magical power dissipates, and he will return to the human race. The new blood red dust energy must be nurtured in the forty acupoints for at least half an hour before it can be activated again.

Secondly, although it is possible to deceive the sense of heaven after transforming, it is only the general distribution of heaven's power. If the great Confucian is willing to mobilize the heaven to investigate carefully, it can still break through the camouflage of blood red dust and see through the essence of the flesh. On the contrary, the same is true in Mantian. If Chen Luo stood in front of the barbarian king and let the barbarian king investigate, his identity would also be exposed.

Third, after transforming, Chen Luo will immediately exit the transforming state once he uses the red dust.

Of course, transformation is not without benefits to Chen Luo. After returning to the human body, Chen Luo can clearly sense that his physical strength and blood energy activity have increased by 10%.

"Additionally..."

Chen Luo's dagger, this time attached to the red dust, slashed hard towards his palm, and a wound was drawn on the palm, but soon, the wound recovered visibly to the naked eye.

"Sure enough!" Chen Luo was overjoyed. Song Tuizhi told him earlier in his chat that every barbarian **** would be rewarded with a natal divine art after becoming a god, and this divine art would be integrated into the barbarian god. In the bloodline, Fuze descendants.

It is also for this reason that the inheritance of the barbarians is similar to that of the monsters, respecting blood.

Among the many savage divine arts, "Rebirth from a Drop of Blood" can be ranked in the top three if the most familiar and enviable of the race.

Obviously, the source of Abisa's bloodline is a savage **** who mastered "rebirth from a drop of blood".

With the help of the nine transformations of the blood body, Chen Luo, as a human race, can also deduce this magical technique with the improvement of his cultivation.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Chen Luo sighed, where is this blood exchange realm a blood exchange realm, it is clearly a killing realm.

This is forcing the warriors not to stay in the hinterland of the human race and read martial arts easily and happily, but to carry the sword and cross the horse and kill the enemy first.

And the stronger the bloodline, the more jealous target of the warriors.

As for martial arts, not killing is what martial arts are. To stop daggers from becoming martial arts, you must first let the other party know what "geo" is.

Chen Luo seemed to see that after he spread the cultivation method of the blood-changing realm, a large wave of warriors with green eyes would be greeted on the border.

There are several gentlemen who practice martial arts!

Give it a go, turn a wheelbarrow into a carriage!

If you think about it further, maybe there will be a blood essence industry chain.

If there is business, there will be killing.

No matter what the world, interest is the most universal driving force of behavior.

Chen Luo believes that the barbarians themselves will definitely occupy a place among the biggest blood essence dealers in the future.

Chen Luo suddenly had a headache.

What if the barbarians have all been killed in ten thousand years?

The demon clan doesn't seem to be very honest, and is always ready to move.

What if the demons were killed too?

It's not that Chen Luo thinks too far, but he makes his own martial arts, which must be passed down. Don't say that the monsters are dead, just say that right now, if someone can't get the blood of the monsters, what should they do with the human race themselves?

I don't want to be like Ni Confucianism and get a Ni Wu.

Chen Luo closed his eyes, immersed in his thoughts, and the rhythm of Dao Dao appeared all over his body.

……

Chen Luo opened his eyes again, standing in an infinitely deep space, with an avenue of light extending forward under his feet.

Three thousand miles of martial arts!

After entering the realm of blood exchange, Chen Luo felt that he was more closely connected with the martial arts, and the spirit could take the initiative to appear on the martial arts avenue.

Compared with the first time he appeared in this space when he opened the martial arts path, Chen Luo obviously found that the martial arts path was much wider. Looking closely, it seemed that there were countless bean-sized figures walking on the martial arts path. , whenever the edge of the martial arts is also full of silhouettes, the martial arts will suddenly become wider to accommodate more silhouettes.

Chen Luo looked forward again, and the Yumen, which was about to be seen before, was not far from his eyes. Chen Luo had already understood at this time that it was the so-called "Tianmen".

Behind the gate of heaven, there is a road that leads to the sky for six thousand miles!

At this time, on the door that day, traces of text appeared, and when I looked closely, it was the various martial arts books written by Chen Luo.

Looking up again, there is a chain hanging in the sky, which is Chen Luo's ban on Fang Fang's family.

Chen Luo nodded and seemed very satisfied with the sight in front of him. He squatted down and touched the light of the martial arts with his hands, and the power of the soul broke away from him and merged into the martial arts.

"The Dao of Heaven is the proof, and the decree of the Martial Dao: the blood of the same clan cannot be opened to exchange the blood, and if it is opened, it will die! When people die, the Dao collapses, and the decree dissipates."

In an instant, the martial arts trembled, and a blood-colored light swept the entire martial arts path. After a while, the martial arts returned to calm. It was just a phantom of Chen Luo sitting cross-legged. He looked at the martial arts with cold eyes. Whoever violates this ban will be struck by a thunderbolt that gathers the power of martial arts.

Chen Luo stood up, his spirit was a little weak at this time.

This is a martial arts edict, which is one level higher than Fang's ban.

Because of Fang's ban, it can be lifted at any time as long as Chen Luo is willing. But this edict has Tiandao to testify, and even Chen Luo has no way to change it.

Unless Chen Luo died and the martial arts collapsed, the phantom would dissipate in the heaven.

From then on, any martial artist whose cultivation base has reached the level of blood exchange will naturally receive feedback from the martial arts in his mind and understand this edict.

With an order, Chen Luo's spirit is weakened, and there is no way to continue to maintain the phantom of the spirit on the road to the sky, and it will dissipate on the martial arts.

……

Chen Luo from the outside world woke up, sweating all over and in a trance, which is a symbol of the weakness of the soul. Chen Luo gropingly took out the Taoist pill from the storage order and gave it to himself to replenish the power of the soul, swallowed it, and after a while, he felt a little more comfortable.

"It's closing the gap." Chen Luo sighed.

After blocking the way to cultivate with the same clan, and becoming a strict father, Chen Luo has to change his identity to become a loving mother.

Always consider some alternatives.

It's still the same sentence, don't consider the situation of the monster extinction, but also consider the situation that some people really can't get the blood essence.

There is still hope.

There is no way, the master of the way, be a father and a mother!

After he was promoted to the blood-changing realm, Chen Luo had a deeper understanding of the blood-changing realm. He found that the so-called blood-changing realm was essentially the evolution of the physical level.

Therefore, using the cultivation method of the blood-changing realm, absorbing the elixir that is effective for the physical body, the treasures of heaven and earth, can also complete the cultivation of the blood-changing realm.

However, compared to using blood essence to break through, the efficiency is lower, the time is longer, and there is no chance to master the nine transformations of the blood god.

It can't be turned into a big blood ginseng.

The benefit of course is that it is safe, plantable, and sustainable.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo suddenly shuddered, as if Ye Dafu had said that the treasures of heaven and earth that are effective on the body are the most in the wild!

Speaking of which, although Heavenly Dao and Mantian are incompatible, many unique treasures of heaven and earth under Mantian have miraculous effects on people of Heavenly Dao.

Senior Brother Four said that the teacher once guessed that this is all because the Heavenly Dao and Mantian were once one after all, so after the separation, the treasures born under the Mantian have the effect of filling the gaps for the living beings in the Heavenly Dao.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Chen Luo felt that he was going too far.

It's okay to kill people and get blood, but also to hunt for treasures.

This martial arts, in addition to killing all, but also stealing it!

Really—

Awesome!

……

"Five hundred taels? It's too expensive." In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Qin Dangguo put down a grass that was half red and half green, about three inches long, and placed it on the table.

This is a half-blood grass unique to the barbarian world. One piece of grass is put into a large vat, and a vat of water is boiled into a half vat. The red color is completely boiled and faded. After drinking, it can strengthen the bones. Herbal medicines are often given to young children to strengthen their bodies.

"Five hundred taels is still expensive?" an old man with a wrinkled face said bitterly, "Master Qin, it's not like you don't know that the Winter War is starting. At this time, every trip to Manyuan is all about carrying Keep your head up."

"If it's spring and summer, even if it's autumn, if I quote more than 300 taels, I will be considered a rape!"

"But now, it's the price, after all, the children have to eat too!"

Looking at the bitter look of the other party, Master Qin was not fooled. There are many caravans like Lao Hu in the human-barbarian border. They kill, rob or trade, and they can always get some barbarian specialties, and then bring them back to the human race to sell.

Do you think such a person has merit? There must be merits. After all, the human race and the barbarian race do not do business, but the barbarian race has many items that the human race desperately needs, and those are their goals.

But you say they are guilty? That is naturally a lot. If nothing else, it is basically difficult to find out whether it has sold information, and whether it is reselling human treasures.

Some people say that if all these savage merchants are pulled out, and the half-sage slaps them all to death, they must be wronged; but if the great Confucianism is killed every other person, there must be a lot of fish that slip through the net.

The composition of these people is also very complicated. There are fugitives from the race, black gloves from big families, barbarian spies arranged by Zhen Xuan Si, and fighters who do not want to be controlled by the army...

Of course, there are still many poor people who have been kidnapped by the barbarians and then escaped, bent on revenge.

So for them, Terran's policy is to kill if the evidence is conclusive; but if there is no evidence, then turn a blind eye.

Looking at the half-blood grass on the table, ten roots were tied into a bundle, and the price was five hundred taels, Qin Dangguo was still a little hesitant.

Old Hu's words, Qin Dangguo naturally understands that barbarian items are indeed more cherished in winter. To be honest, at this time, fifty taels and a half-blood grass are not expensive. The military charges forty-five taels. One, unlimited purchases.

It's just that Qin Dangguo is distressed.

What kind of money is there in the treasury of Dongcang City now? They were all the private wealth of Lord Hou that was taken from Miss Luo. There are tens of thousands of grasses in this carload of half-blooded grass, that's 500,000 taels!

But if you don't buy it, you can't do it. Chen Luo has set the tone of martial arts and a city. Basic physical herbs like half-blood grass must be stored.

"Master Qin, do you want it? If you don't, I'll transport it to Tianbo City!" Seeing that Qin Dangguo didn't speak for a long time, the old Hu urged him.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Qin Dangguo nodded quickly. It is not easy for a caravan to come to Dongcang now. If you don't buy it, you don't know when you can buy it later.

"This... What do you think about forty-six taels?" Qin Dangguo has been a gentleman all his life and has never bargained with anyone. He blushed and said, "It's better than the military anyway. One or two more!"

At this time, if you pay one tael or two, you can save ten thousand taels of silver, which can also provide food for the whole city for a day.

"No, no, no! Fifty taels, otherwise I can still leave a favor for the military." Lao Hu waved his hand.

Qin Dangguo patted the table: "Don't we Dongcangcheng count as affection? The face of Lord Hou doesn't count as affection?"

Old Hu froze for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ gritted his teeth: "I said something wrong, so let's go, forty-eight taels, one tael for Dongcangcheng's face, and one tael for honoring the Marquis!"

"This..."

"Forget it, I'll go to Tianbo City!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll write a note and ask Miss Luo to pay!"

……

Night falls.

Luo Hongnu held the pen to write and draw on the paper, and the other hand rang the abacus.

At this time, Luo Hongnu had a sad face.

"What should I do? Not enough money..."

Xiao Qi sat on Luo Hongnu's bed with a sad face, holding half a piece of Tiandao Crystal in his hand...

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